Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

That afternoon, Song Yongsi's news was passed on to Murong Fu.

After the four of them heard it, they couldn't help cursing: "Master, he is trying to push all the offending to you."

"There's nothing good about this official, they're all scumbags."

"Master, let's ignore him and let him fend for himself."

The four were filled with righteous indignation and wished they could kill Song Yongsi.

Murong Fu smiled indifferently: "It's just some country squire, he can't control me."

"Young master and squires have many backgrounds. If you get into a difficult situation, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to us." Deng Baichuan reminded.

Murong Fu laughed loudly: "Song Guodu looks like a ghost. If you mess with it, you will mess with it. What are you afraid of?"

"Young Master is right, we want money and money, and we want people to recruit at any time. If Song Guo dares to provoke us, then speed up and let him perish." Bao Different said loudly.

Gong Yeqian hurriedly stopped and said, "Be careful that the partition wall has ears, so that people can hear it, and it will delay the grand plan of the young master."

"Brother Bao, you send someone to tell Song Yongsi that tonight, at Hai Shi, I will burn the body of the infected person and make him ready." Murong Fu said in a flat tone.

Brother Bao quickly confirmed, got up and left.

Song Yongsi couldn't help being ecstatic when he heard the news.

"Ha ha."

"I knew that Young Master Murong would definitely stand up for me."

Zhou Mu said politely, "Young Master Murong is really heroic, I see who dares to come out and stop him now."

The two discussed and continued to have people dig holes in the wasteland north of the city.

Thousands of officers and soldiers, a few hours.

They dug a corpse pit that could bury thousands of people.

Inside Murong's old house.

Murong Fu did not take the matter of burning the corpse into his heart.

Instead, a family dinner was arranged according to the rules.

"Master, I heard that our Murong family has started to form a family army. I don't know if it is true or not?" One of Murong Fu's cousins ​​asked.

Murong Fu replied truthfully, "It started a long time ago, and now it has just begun to take shape."

"This...it's really great, I don't know, can you let me wait for the children of the collateral line to join?" Cousin asked.

"Hehe, of course, but it's too hard to be a soldier, I'm afraid my younger brothers can't stand it." Murong Fu said frankly.

Cousin's face stiffened, and he said a little embarrassedly: "My children of Murong's family are born suitable for marching and fighting, not afraid, not afraid."

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Well, if anyone wants to participate, let him report to the recruiting office tomorrow. Start as a recruit, and in the future, you will be able to convince the public."

The people present were all delighted, they were generally not familiar with martial arts and did business.

Although they eat and wait to die in the old house, no one cares.

But which young man does not want to create a great career.

"Thank you for the success of the master!"

Murong Fu said a few polite words and let everyone eat.

After everyone had almost eaten, Murong Jingyue arrived late.

After scanning the leftovers, he glanced at his mouth, and said disdainfully, "I thought the young master invited me to dinner, and I could have any good things, but they are all ordinary goods."

When everyone heard this, their faces became ugly.

The originally harmonious situation turned into a bit awkward in an instant.

As the eldest of the collateral line, the cousin naturally couldn't just watch it, and scolded: "Murong Jingyue, you are a maverick on weekdays, so I will open my eyes and close them when I wait."

"Now that the head of the family is holding a family banquet, not only did you not show up on time, but you are still here to speak sarcastically, where do you place the family rules of my Murong Clan!"

Murong Jingyue was stunned for a moment, then a look of confusion appeared on his face, he glanced at everyone, and lowered his head, saying, "I'm sorry everyone, I can't speak, and I swept everyone's elegance."

With that said, he picked up the jug in front of him, poured two glasses of wine, and brought it to Murong Fu.

But without anyone noticing, some powder was sprinkled in it.

"Patriarch, I'm sorry, I can't speak. For the sake of my cousin, I hope you can forgive me."

Murong Fu smiled slightly, took the wine that Murong Jingyue handed over, and drank it.

"It's all my own brothers, it doesn't have to be this way."

When Murong Jingyue saw Murong Fu drank all the wine, he laughed wildly, and drank the glass of wine in his hand: "Patriarch, I will leave first if I have something to do."

"Let's go." Murong Fu's face was indifferent, with a smile that was not a smile.

He could see clearly the other party's small movements.

Poisoned?

Is it useful?

The uncle scolded: "This Murong Jingyue is crazy all day, and he doesn't know what to study in his room."

Murong Fu said in relief, "Cousin Jingyue went out since he was a child. I heard that he worshipped under a famous teacher, and he should be a little maverick."

"Well... this is, he lost his parents since he was a child, and he went to the Qing Kingdom with others. I can't blame him for being a little bit out of gregarious." Uncle said.

Murong Fu showed a satisfied smile, he finally remembered who Murong Jingyue was.

"Dang bang~"

Not far away, Lang Xueci heard his cousin's words.

The spoon in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Cousin frowned and criticized: "Where's the servant from, I can't even hold a soup."

"I'm sorry, Master Biao, it's my fault." Lang Xueci came back to her senses and quickly said sorry.

Murong Fu waved his hand and said, "Put the soup down, it's none of your business here. You don't have to worry about the work of the servants in the future."

Cousin was taken aback for a moment, secretly comprehending it.

Afterwards, he looked at Lang Xueci carefully, and smiled in his heart.

Man, you know everything.

I can't believe that my nephew is so good!

He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I drank a few more glasses just now, and my tone was not good."

Lang Xueci was a little surprised, she didn't expect Murong Fu to take care of herself like this.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm stupid."

Cousin looked at Murong Fu and said, "I think her hands are softening after being hungry all day, why don't she just sit down and eat?"

Murong Fu raised his brows and did not object.

Seeing this, Lang Xueci quickly waved her hand and refused. If she wanted to sit down here, wouldn't she have become Murong Fu's...

He quickly refused: "No, no, Xiao Fei is still waiting for me, I'd better go back to take care of him first."

Cousin smiled and didn't say much, just kept praising Murong Fu's good eyesight and high taste!

Although Murong Fu understood it, he felt wronged.

Fortunately, the time has come.

He got up and said, "Everyone, let's eat here today, I still have some things to do."

"Go, go, the head of the house is busy, so you can't delay." Uncle hurriedly stood up and said.

Every move is perfect.

"Hehe, uncle, you don't have to do this, these false rituals can be avoided if they can be avoided." Murong Fu said.

"That can't be done. You are the head of the family. If you lose your etiquette, it won't make people laugh at my Murong family." Cousin said seriously.

Murong Fu didn't care, he said goodbye to everyone, and turned to leave.

However, the moment he turned around, there was a trace of brilliance in his uncle's eyes!