Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"What about my country, the Song Dynasty? It's not your turn as a little envoy to talk nonsense!" A military general sitting on top retorted.

"Haha, isn't what Xiao Wang said the truth?" Huo Du said lightly.

"You..." The general was speechless.

Huo Du looked disdainfully at the angry crowd, looked at Zhao Huan and said, "Emperor Song, are you here today? As long as you can guess the riddle, you can marry Princess Roujia?"

Zhao Huan's face froze, and he could clearly see that Huo didn't have good intentions.

However, as an emperor, he must be generous and said calmly: "Yes, as long as you are here today, anyone who can guess the answer can marry the princess."

"Oh, just in time, I brought a Japanese friend. He has been extremely smart since he was a child and is obsessed with these riddles."

Huo Dou said and waved his fingers behind him?

Immediately, a man with a deer head and rat eyes and grinning teeth came out from behind.

"So ugly!"

"Let me go, is this a human being?"

"Princess, if you want to marry him, it will be worse than death, right?"

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Princess Roujia, who originally had an elegant smile on her face, was immediately frightened to death.

His legs gave out, and he almost fell to the ground, crying: "Father, I don't want to marry him."

Huo Du's expression changed and he sneered: "Why, does the majestic Princess of Song want to regret it?"

"I..." Princess Roujia looked at Zhao Huan, but saw that the other party had no intention of paying any attention to her.

She looked around, really hoping that someone could come out to save her at this moment.

"Japanese people have always liked to specialize in things made by us Han people. I'm afraid Roujia won't be able to escape this disaster." The Eighth Sage King sitting in the audience sighed.

At this time, a gentle voice came to the ears of the Eighth Sage King: "Uncle Eighth, I do know someone who can help my sister get out of trouble."

The Eight Sages followed the voice and said with a smile, "Fujin, who are you talking about?"

Zhao Fujin smiled slightly and pointed at the bored Murong Fu: "That's him."

"Murong Fu?" The Eight Wise Kings murmured, "He also knows riddles?"

"Uncle Eighth, believe me, he must know." Zhao Fujin smiled.

"Haha, if he wins and marries Roujia, wouldn't the marriage you have been planning for many years come to nothing?" The Eighth Sage King knew some of Zhao Fujin's thoughts and asked with a smile.

"It doesn't matter. According to my sister's temper, she will not marry a small military governor." Zhao Fujin said proudly.

"Okay, I know what to do." After the Eighth Sage King finished speaking, he directly interrupted Huo Dou, who was still talking, and saluted:

"Your Majesty, I know this. There is a person here who can give the answer to this question."

"Oh? Who is it?" Zhao Huan was overjoyed and quickly asked the Eight Sages to point it out.

"Murong Fu, the governor of Pingjiang Prefecture." The Eighth Sage King spoke not loudly but not too softly, just enough for everyone to hear clearly.

"Murong Fu!"

When Huo Dou heard these three words, he jumped up in fright. Looking around, trying to find each other in the crowd.

"Oh? Does the little prince also know our Pingjiang Mansion Jiedushi?" Zhao Huan asked with a smile upon seeing this.

"We know each other, more than that, Xiao Wang almost..." Huo Dou gritted his teeth and swallowed the second half of the sentence back in his mouth.

"Haha, then please invite Murong Fu to come up."

Zhao Huan said happily. For some reason, he felt like he was exhaling and raising his eyebrows.

Previously, the young prince of Yuan Ren did not look down upon himself as the emperor at all.

"Who is Murong Fu?"

"Who is Murong Fu?"

The talented and beautiful people in the field became curious.

You look at me, I look at you.

"Why would you come to me for such a thing?" Murong Fu's six senses were so sharp.

When the Eighth Sage King mentioned the words Pingjiang Mansion, he already had a reaction.

"Murong Jiedu, Your Majesty invites you." Eunuch Hua appeared behind Murong Fu again.

The faces of the pretty boys who had sat aside and mocked him suddenly froze.

Especially the few women inside who were arrogant and arrogant, as if they had eaten dead rats. They kept their heads down and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

"Haha, let's go." Murong Fu glanced at the group of people. He was long past the age of arguing with dogs.

He stood up gracefully, followed Eunuch Hua to the field, and appeared next to Princess Roujia.

"Murong Fu, the military governor of Pingjiang Prefecture, has met with Your Majesty."

"Congratulations, no courtesy for you, I love you." Zhao Huan said with a smile. After seeing Murong Fu, he asked: "This little prince from the Yuan Dynasty mocked me for having no one in the Song Dynasty. What do you think?"

What do I think?

I lie down and watch!

Isn't it just to marry a daughter, why should it be so grand?

Why not write down a copy of the answer in advance and give it to the satisfied man?

stupid!

Murong Fu looked at the people on the stage calmly and waved his hand to Huo Dou: "Have you cured Xiao Dudu?"

"What disease?"

Huo Dou was so angry that he was embarrassed to say it and could only ask knowingly.

Murong Fu said with a sad look on his face, and said without any politeness:

"It's all my fault that I was young and energetic, and accidentally hit the roots of your descendants. How about it? Is it cured?"

"I see. No wonder I always feel a little lacking in confidence when listening to the young prince's words." Zhao Fujin hid in the crowd and echoed loudly.

As soon as these words came out, Huo Du's face turned green with anger. He pointed at Murong Fu and said, "Don't talk nonsense. My disease has been cured long ago."

"Oh, congratulations." Murong Fu rubbed his ears as if it was nothing to do with him.

"Murong Fu, please stop talking. In three days, you will have a decisive battle with my master."

"When the time comes, I will definitely let him destroy you." Huo Du said loudly and hoarsely.

Murong Fu's face darkened and he took a step forward. The grandmaster's momentum instantly pressed against Huo Dou.

The latter immediately turned pale with fright and said in surprise: "You...what are you going to do? I am the envoy of the Yuan Kingdom."

"Oh, you are talking nonsense. Do you believe I will kill you?" Murong Fu asked coldly.

Huo Dou was instantly angry. He knew Murong Fu's temper.

If you are really angry, you will never get any good results.

Subconsciously he looked at the old traitor Qin Hui sitting beside him.

"Murong Fu is so bold, he dares to threaten the Yuan envoy in front of His Majesty?" Qin Hui also disappointed Huo Du and slapped the table and shouted loudly.

Murong Fu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qin Hui coldly.

Just when everyone thought he would swallow his anger.

Suddenly he cursed: "Old dog, are you the Prime Minister of the Song State or the Prime Minister of the Yuan State?"

"He found such a weird monster and wanted to insult our princess. Why didn't you fart to protect him?"

Everyone was stunned. Even Song Qinzong Zhao Huan did not expect that Murong Fu would dare to be so bold.

Well done!

How cool!

I also want to ask, why did Qin Hui, this old dog, not fart just now?

"Ah, that's unreasonable. Murong Fu dares to openly insult me."

"Your Majesty, please make the decision for me!" Qin Hui's whole body trembled with anger, begging Zhao Huan to make the decision for him.