Suzhou, suburbs, trails.

"Kill!" The other robbers followed the eldest brother and shouted.

She is so stunningly beautiful that if I could kiss Fangze, I would even die tonight. Didn’t the play say that if you die under peonies, you will be a ghost?

Facing a powerful enemy, Wang Yuyan's face turned pale, while Abi looked at the young master.

Murong Fu frowned and lightly kicked the sword hanging on the horse's back with his toes.

"Shua~" The long sword was unsheathed and hit the leader directly.

The eldest brother saw through the move at a glance and laughed: "Young man, you dare to fight with me. I'll make you feel so good tonight!" He raised his sword, and with a click, it hit the long sword.

"Whoa~" Murong Fu appeared in front of him at some unknown time, grabbed the long sword, and faced the rushing robbers without any panic. With one hand behind his back, he unleashed his Dragon City sword skills wantonly, and one person actually blocked dozens of robbers.

A master of martial arts.

"Dang, chi chi~" After a few moves, the scarred face was covered in cold sweat, and the lustful thoughts in his mind disappeared.

If he hadn't had so many men attacking the enemy's body, he would have been cold by now.

Looking at the young man again, his face was full of ease and ease, and he had not even moved his feet a few times. It was obvious that his martial arts was so advanced that it was difficult for them to understand.

Scar gritted his teeth: "Catch those two women first!"

When Abi heard this, she was eager to try it. She was very excited. Should she hit it with a horse or a person?

Murong Fu sighed, his strong inner energy stimulated, and he moved the sword faster.

"Swish, swish, swish~" More than twenty swords were fired in one breath.

"Huh?" Scarface covered his throat, took three steps back, widened his eyes, and struggled: "Misunderstanding... misunderstanding!"

"Boom~" The body suddenly fell to the ground and fell asleep.

The other men were stunned for a moment, and then they felt pain in their throats, and the blood flowed non-stop, and they fell to the ground one by one.

After glancing around, Murong Fu took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the blood from the tip of his sword, then threw the sword away.

Huh~

The sword is returned to its scabbard on the horse.

When she returned to the team, Wang Yuyan looked at the blood and corpses on the ground, her face turned pale with fright. She had been pampered since she was a child, so she had never seen such a scene.

"Meow~" The little yellow cat in her arms meowed softly, and she suddenly came back to her senses.

Instead of comforting the two daughters, Murong Fu chuckled: "This is the first time I have gone out since my father passed away. Unexpectedly, I saw blood. This is a good start. It seems that we will go smoothly this time."

A good start?

Miao Le:???

Wang Yuyan:.......

Abi beams with joy, Young Master is so awesome!

During the rest of the journey, the team did not have the laughter and laughter that they had at the beginning. In the end, Wang Yuyan even carried the little yellow cat to the last carriage to rest, and even urinated several times along the way.

Abi, who was riding alongside Murong Fu, complained: "Sir, you know very well that your cousin has never been out, so why did you make the scene so bloody today?"

Murong Fu burst out laughing. He was ten years old and had only been practicing martial arts for two years. His father locked him up with a wolf that had been hungry for a long time. A mouthful of flesh was chewed off his arm before he killed the hungry wolf.

At the age of thirteen, he cut off the head of a death row prisoner with his own hands, and the blood spurted out on his face.

One general's achievements lead to thousands of bones drying up. Which big shot doesn't have blood on his hands?

This time, it is actually a test for my cousin.

If she can't accept this situation, how can she resist the intrigues of other forces and the various methods of other wives and concubines if she becomes the head wife in the future?

Sometimes being soft-hearted will only become your own weakness and flaw.

As for the other wives and concubines?

What is certain is that he will marry many women in the future, and having more children is his most important task now. Whether it is becoming a thousand-year-old family or establishing a country, having few children is a big problem.

Inside the carriage.

Even if she hugged the little yellow cat tightly, Wang Yuyan could still clearly feel her heart pounding. The scene just now was really too scary.

There is also her cousin, who is usually gentle, has an extraordinary conversation, and has a graceful bearing. He is the most ideal husband in her heart.

But, what happened just now?

After the murder, my cousin didn't react at all and even laughed. His whole person seemed to have an evil temperament, well, although it was more attractive to her!

For some reason, at that moment she even wanted to throw herself into her cousin's arms and let him ravage her, hoping that she could heal the pain in his heart.

My cousin is only a teenager and has to bear the glory of the Murong family. Facing so many enemies, he must be very tired and sad, right?

Miao Le:???

She, Wang Yuyan, cannot let her cousin look down upon her!

After thinking about it, the girl pursed her lips, tried to get up, and opened the car door.

"Cousin, I want to ride a horse?"

Murong Fu in front smiled, picked up the long whip on his horse, stretched it out, and fished up his cousin from the sky.

"Ah~" the girl exclaimed and found herself in her cousin's arms.

"Cousin, cousin...this is not good!"

Murong Fu did not comment, but raised his whip and spurred his horse.

"drive!"

I want to ride you!

.......

Suzhou, Youmin Building, Yajian.

Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan sat opposite each other, while Abi was washing bowls, wine glasses, etc. with hot water.

Just outside the window is the Murong family's Guiyan Tower. On this most prosperous street, it is now deserted and is about to close down.

Downstairs, many gentry and scholars were having wine and talking loudly, as if all the major events in the world were at their fingertips.

"Hey, brother, have you heard about it? Our Lord Su Shi from Suzhou was called back to the court as a doctor in the Ministry of Rites. Half a month after the court, he was promoted to the living room servant. Three months later, he was promoted to the scholar room. Not long after, he was promoted to the living room master.

He was promoted to a bachelor's degree in the Hanlin Academy and learned how to make imperial edicts.

Mr. Fan Chunren, the son of Duke Wen Zheng, has also been recalled. Now our Song Dynasty is really full of people, and it is about to usher in a prosperous age!"

"That's wrong of you. I remember that Master Su is not from Meizhou?

Also, according to the news from the past few days, Mr. Su saw that the new prime minister was trying his best to suppress the king and prime minister's family and abolished the new law. He believed that he was just the same as the so-called "royal party" and once again made suggestions to the court.

He criticized the corruption exposed by conservatives after they came to power, and he seemed to be demoted again."

The scholar was stunned: "No matter what, isn't our surname Su the same as us from Suzhou? And those conservatives and reformers, tell me what's going on?"

…

Listening to the discussion below, Wang Yuyan poured Murong Fu a cup of tea and asked softly.

"Cousin, the world is really strange. In the past, when the king was here, the scholars all said that reform was good. The Song Dynasty has reached a critical moment of life and death. If you don't change the law, you will perish.

Now, as soon as the Prime Minister left, he cursed and criticized them one by one, and even abolished all the laws of the Prime Minister, and said that the Prime Minister harmed the people and harmed the country. This is really a scholar's mouth, and he can make sense wherever he goes."

Murong Fu stopped laughing. When dealing with such things, he still had to look at them.

For example, those robbers, from their standpoint, are certainly not at fault. The fault lies with the men and women who resisted. Why don't the men commit suicide and the women don't take off their clothes and lie down?

Isn't it a waste of effort to ask them to do it themselves? Putting aside the facts, are they right?

Shivering!

"Hey, cousin, I just heard someone below say that Mr. Su said that several of Wang Xiang's reforms were very useful. Then why do most of the gentry and scholars in the court think that Wang Xiang was competing for interests with the people and causing harm to the country and the people?

"Wang Yuyan said curiously.

Although she has memorized many books, she is still confused now.

Murong Fu picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "Cousin, do you think the people they talk about and the people you think are the same kind of people?"

Wang Yuyan fell into deep thought. The gentry are the people, and the scholars are the people, but after all, they are a minority. Living at the bottom, they can only rely on farming, raising silkworms and weaving. These are the people of the world.

Which people criticized the Wang Xiang’s reforms the most? They didn’t know it.

"Haha, little friend Murong, what you said is really to the point, but what if the people in the court heard it?" Suddenly a voice came from the side, a middle-aged man with a long beard and a square appearance said with a smile.

.

Murong Fu frowned: "Who are you?"

"Fan Zhengping, my father Fan Chunren!" Fan Zhengping said with a confident smile.

As the son of the current Minister of Civil Affairs and the grandson of Fan Zhongyan and Prime Minister Fan, he believes that anyone with some knowledge will be in awe when they hear his name.

Sure enough, Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan looked at each other with moved expressions.
To be continued...