Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Murong Fu heard Wang Yuyan's words and agreed with him.

He said bitterly: "I'm afraid there is no martial arts in the world that can integrate these three magical arts."

Wang Yuyan smiled: "Cousin, that's wrong."

"Wrong?" Murong Fu was stunned and very curious.

"Who is a true master who has not created a martial arts in his own way?" Wang Yuyan's eyes were full of expectation.

Murong Fu shook his head: "These three magical arts are already unparalleled in the world. I'm afraid I can't surpass them."

"I believe you."

Wang Yuyan looked at Murong Fu seriously and didn't say another word.

Murong Fu felt warm in his heart. It would be difficult to do it alone, but with the help of the system and the fusion of skills, he should still have a chance:

"Okay, if my cousin says I can do it, then I can."

In the next few days, Murong Fu stayed in Huanshi Shui Pavilion.

Read, practice, and digest the insights left behind by the Blood Knife Ancestor and Huo Gong Tutuo.

The surge in combat power made him want to compete with the world's masters.

"Master, Mrs. Wang has brought someone here." A'Zhu said.

Murong Fu chuckled lightly and said, "Why did my aunt come here suddenly?"

Wang Yuyan was also very surprised. Her mother never liked going to Yanziwu, so she guessed, "Maybe there's something going on?"

Murong Fu secretly thought in his heart, could it be that the other party found out about what he taught the three girls Xiaowu Xianggong?

He said anxiously: "Let's go and have a look."

The couple soon arrived at the hall, but saw that Li Qingluo did not come alone.

There were several strangers who came with them, and several of them carried evil spirits, as if they had been contaminated by human lives. He asked curiously: "Who are these?"

Li Qingluo did not speak. The leader said politely: "I am the new prefect, Song Yongsi."

The new governor?

Everyone present could not help but be surprised.

"Prefect Song?"

Murong Fu looked at the other party's posture and had already guessed that the other party might be doing it for the plague in the city.

"Haha, I have heard about Nan Murong and Bei Qiao Feng for a long time. When I saw him today, Mr. Murong is indeed extraordinary." Song Yongsi said with a smile.

Li Qingluo said: "He has an old relationship with your uncle and wants to ask you for help. I hope you won't be stingy."

Murong Fu smiled and replied: "This is natural. I don't know how Master Song needs my help."

Song Yongsi did not expect Murong Fu to be so easy to talk to, so he said bluntly:

"The epidemic situation in Gusu City is serious, but the people here are complicated. I am new here, but I also know that Master Murong is famous in the world."

"I respect all people from the three religions and nine streams. Therefore, I have come here to ask Mr. Murong to help the government control the plague."

Murong Fu neither agreed nor refused, but asked speciously, "I wonder, where did the previous eunuch go?"

Song Yongsi was stunned and thought for a moment and said: "The previous Governor Hua did not report the knowledge, which delayed the important matter. The emperor has issued an order that the whole family will be executed at noon today."

"this?"

Everyone was shocked, you look at me, I look at you.

I thought to myself that this errand was not as easy to handle as I thought. If it didn't go well, wouldn't everyone in the family be dead?

A'Zhu said worriedly: "Young master, this is too dangerous. Plague can be transmitted even if you can't see it or touch it. If anything happens, I'm afraid..."

"That's right, Master, we will stay here in Yanziwu. Even if we don't go out for three or four years, we will still have enough food to eat." Abi said.

Song Yongsi looked very embarrassed. He took office as a new official and ran to Gusu City.

He was unfamiliar with the place and could not even command his subordinate officers.

How pitiful...

If Lian Murong Fu refused to help, I'm afraid he would end up with a different end than the previous prefect.

Just when the mood hits rock bottom.

Murong Fu opened his mouth and said: "There are no unbroken eggs under the overturned nest. If something really happens to Gusu City, how can we feel at ease even if we hide in Yanziwu?"

Seeing this, A'Zhu and A Bi looked at Wang Yuyan, hoping that he would speak to persuade Murong Fu.

Wang Yuyan shook her head. In her mind, Murong Fu should be a great hero who stood up to heaven and earth and saved lives from fire and water.

"Thank you so much."

"I, Mr. Murong, as long as this time... no, I will go back now and propose to Your Majesty how about granting Mr. Murong a thousand households?" Song Yongsi said excitedly.

Murong Fu smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as you can do something for the people of Gusu, I don't care whether you are an official or not."

A'Zhu hummed: "My young master has established a family army and reported it to the court. He will be conferred the title of general in the near future. He is a very big official for a mere thousand households."

Song Yongsi was stunned and said with a smile: "I see, that's it. If I had known better, I wouldn't have said it out loud so that it would be embarrassing. However, in the future, whenever Mr. Murong needs anything, I will definitely help him."

Murong Fu said politely: "Thank you very much, Master Song."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, I will still fight for Mr. Murong's position as President Qian." Song Yongsi said seriously.

Murong Fu nodded and said, "Then there is Master Lao Song."

Although Mr. Qian is a young man with no official position and no position, he is actually a member of the imperial court.

If I get an official position in the future, it might come in handy.

"Haha, you're welcome." Song Yongsi was very happy, finally this time it was not in vain.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a few more words. Song Yongsi was too busy with government affairs and did not dare to stay any longer, so he left angrily.

Li Qingluo was too lazy to talk to Murong Fu and took her servants to talk to Wang Yuyan about what was on their mind.

After a while, all four village owners came.

"Master, what do you really think about this Laozi prefect?" Bao BuTong then asked.

Murong Fu glanced at him and said with a smile, "Of course."

"Young Master, what's the use of Po Qianzong? I'm afraid it will stain your reputation." Feng BoE said.

Murong Fu said frankly: "Four brothers, to be honest with you, even if this Song Prefect does not benefit me, I will not sit idly by."

"Gusu City is our hometown after all. I can't see the people suffering and just turn a blind eye."

The four people were all moved when they heard this, and a warm current came into their hearts. They immediately stood up and shouted loudly: "Young Master is righteous!"

Murong Fu smiled, this was the effect he wanted.

Those who achieve great things must have a good reputation, not only to be respected by outsiders.

You should also let your own people respect you.

It is also necessary to mingle with the vast number of people.

"By the way, Brother Deng, how is the recruitment of soldiers going?"

Deng Baichuan shook his head: "It's very bad. After several months, we have only recruited less than 3,000 people."

"Well, it is indeed a bit lacking. How is the training status?" Murong Fu continued to ask.

"That's it. I've never been on the battlefield, so I'm always a bit disappointed." Deng Baichuan shook his head, as if he was not satisfied with the progress of the training.

Murong Fu smiled and was not in a hurry: "Most of the men in Gusu City are young men. It's okay to let them recite poems, write poems and say some love words."

"Let them go to the battlefield to fight, and they will have to work hard." Murong Fu said calmly.

"My subordinates understand. Please rest assured, Master. In another month, they will be able to fully understand the meaning of being a soldier!" Deng Baichuan shouted loudly.