June, Yanziwu.

Chen Fei stood in front of Shenhe Village with a worried heart.

"Stop, what are you doing?" the guard at the door asked sternly.

Chen Fei took out a waist badge and said with an apologetic smile: "Miss Abi asked me to come over and give you some instructions."

Upon hearing the word "Abi", the guard's face changed and his smile immediately brightened: "Oh, brother, come on, come on, I will lead you!"

Chen Fei:......

I'm not used to you being like this.

Outside the study room, Chen Fei stood in front of the desk, his body upright. After more than half a year of nursing, his face was quite rosy, but he was still very short and his skin was dark.

Abi was a little surprised when she looked at the results she had received from her tutor.

I didn't expect that the little beggar I randomly picked up on the roadside would be so outstanding. Not only was he far ahead in the cultural class, he was even better in other arts, light kung fu, etc., beating hundreds of students in the school to pieces.

This is a talent.

"Chen Fei."

"The villain is here."

"Because Master Deng is out, I'm a little busy right now. I see that you are doing well in your studies. The teacher also said that with your intelligence, self-study will be faster and better. I am going to let you leave the school early and promote you to Murong

The family's third-class retinue.

The salary is: a monthly salary of three taels of silver, a food and clothing subsidy of two contribution points, and the optional task on the first floor of the library is to temporarily study with me for two months, and then I will be responsible for the procurement of Yanziwu."

Chen Fei was shocked. How could such a small body like him be responsible for such a big thing?

Abi seemed to understand his concerns: "Don't worry, Miss A'Zhu is in charge of the city. You can just pick it up outside the city, check the list, and then escort the things to Yanziwu.

Of course, you are not the leader of the guard. I see that you and Ye Ye get along well, and I think you and the leader of the guard can get along well too."

Guard leader? Chen Fei suddenly had an ominous premonition.

An hour later, on the deck of the big ship.

Chen Fei and the guard commander sat opposite each other, looking at each other.

The young man didn't expect that the guard commander turned out to be a tiger taller than him, with claws bigger than his face, a body covered in sinews, and a fierce face.

He felt that Miss Abi was right, and he should get along well with the commander.

Because if he is eaten for a while, wouldn’t that mean harmony?

Mother, Miss Abi, Master, save me!

Bao BuTong walked out of the cabin. When he saw the little guy, he was trembling with fear and laughed: "Xiao Feizi, you are too courageous. Let me tell you, Brother Hu is one of our own.

If you serve him well in the future, if nothing else, a little bit of it from Brother Hu's mouth will be enough for you to be popular and drink hot food, and marry a girl with ten bedrooms and eight bedrooms."

Little girl? Chen Fei was stunned. He didn't know why when he heard these three words, he was suddenly filled with strength. He stepped forward directly, got close to Dahu, and smiled flatteringly.

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"Brother Hu, are you tired of lying on your stomach? Do you want me to give you a squeeze on your shoulder?"

"Woo~" he called softly, and the tiger narrowed his eyes.

Seeing this expression, Chen Fei was overjoyed. Isn't this the same as Le Ye? He quickly stepped forward and beat him again and again, sometimes lightly scratching his chin and ears, using all his strength.

Deng Baichuan next to him was surprised. With Brother Hu's arrogant temperament and unrivaled strength, he was so easy to talk to today.

Could it be that just like Miss Abi said, this boy is naturally close to small animals?

Thinking of Brother Hu's strength again, Deng Baichuan's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness. According to estimates, if he went up to fight, he would win 30-70.

Three breaths, seven minutes full.

If in the future Shouchi, whether human or animal, has this kind of strength, what use will he have?

Will he end up like those useless old people in the village? How boring would it be to play chess and fish every day while his children take care of him to eat and wash himself?

Traveling across the rivers and lakes, following the master or the master, safe and sound, and then arguing with the heroes of the world, and winning the argument is his favorite thing!

Suddenly, a small boat came quickly in the distance.

"Report, Mr. Bao, people in the Jianghu have said that I have 200,000 taels of silver in Yanziwu and countless martial arts secrets. Moreover, after Master Murong passed away, hundreds of martial arts masters came together to ask for an explanation."

Packages are different:......

Is this asking him to verbally quarrel with the heroes?

He swore he was just joking!

Chen Fei:???

He hasn’t given birth to a son yet!

…

The sun rises and the moon sets, time passes, and four years pass in the blink of an eye.

In the fourth year of Yuanyou (1089), Su Shi was appointed bachelor of Longtuge and learned about Suzhou.

In the study room of the Suzhou government office, the fifty-two-year-old Su Shi finally left the court, where he only knew party fighting and chaos all day long, and he felt comfortable.

This external transfer was also requested by him on his own initiative.

Compared to fighting with those people all day long in Bianliang, he still likes to do some practical things for the people as a local official.

"Master, Fan Zhengping, the son of Prime Minister Fan, pays his respects." A servant came to report.

Su Shi nodded: "I'm just looking for him, let him come in."

"yes!"

During the Song Dynasty, scholar-bureaucrats ruled the world. Since the founding of the dynasty, scholar-bureaucrats had never been sentenced to death unless they committed serious crimes of treason.

The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade.

From this poem, we can know that obtaining fame is almost a step to success for an ordinary person. Therefore, in various places, especially in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the gentry almost represents the local people.

Su Shi naturally understood that without the support of these gentry, it would be extremely difficult for him to do anything he wanted to do.

Fortunately, Prime Minister Fan shared his political views, and there should be little resistance to what he wanted to do when he came to be the prefect this time.

"Fan Zhengping, a grassroots citizen, pays homage to Mr. Su."

Su Shi looked up, very satisfied.

This son has a square appearance and extraordinary bearing. He is worthy of being the son of Prime Minister Fan. He is as beautiful as he was when he was young.

"I, the prefect, and your father are also close friends. Zhengping doesn't need to be restrained. Please sit down, drink tea, and talk to me about the current situation of the gentry in Suzhou.

If I want to build a canal, dredge, or build embankments, those people will not be able to avoid it."

Fan Zhengping sat down, pondered for a moment, and said: "To be honest, Mr. Su, before you came, my father had sent a letter, and the common people naturally knew everything and said everything.

Nowadays, there are two dominant families in Suzhou, one is Fan and the other is of course Murong, known as Fan Bancheng and Murong Bancheng."

Su Shi was stunned. He was a literary master, well-read poetry and books, and was proficient in classics and history. When he heard the name Murong, he knew its origin.

"But the Murong family who joined the Song Dynasty as a member of the Xianbei clan?"

"Exactly."

"Tell me about this Murong family." Su Shi asked curiously.

Scholars in the Song Dynasty paid great attention to the importance of maintaining peace and order and governing the country, so many of the officials above the court had considerable force and strategy.

When he was in court, due to political differences, fights in court were common. Although Su Shi was not good at martial arts, he was also very interested in the world of licking blood.

What's more, it must not be easy for the Murong family to control half of the city as a foreigner and gain recognition from the Fan family.

Fan Zhengping pondered for a while and said: "Speaking of which, Murong Bo, the top warrior in the world, suddenly passed away. At that time, Murong Fu took control of the family in less than 20 years. I thought that the Murong family would sink.

Later, I saw that the maritime business was good, and the Murong family was not strong, and there was Deng Baichuan, the "number one in Jiangnan", in charge, so I invited them to do this maritime business together.

Soon I heard that hundreds of gangsters were besieging Yanziwu, and that Deng Baichuan had set off with my fleet. I thought the Murong family would disappear.

After all, we have the friendship of allies, how can we watch them die in the wilderness?

I sent a few servants to check out the situation. If they could help collect the body, it would also be a good thing to find a geomantic treasure place for burial.

Unexpectedly, those martial arts masters had not yet arrived at Yanziwu, and while they were circling around Tai Lake, Murong Fu came across the water, with a cold sword, darting in and out of the enemy ships in a cool and carefree manner.

There were hundreds of masters, but no one was an enemy in one round. In less than a stick of incense, Murong Fu broke the tendons of all the masters, and the whole country was filled with grief."

Fan Zhengping took a sip of water, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and continued: "To defeat the powerful enemy, Murong Fu finally stepped on the water chestnut flower and stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, as if dealing with these people was as easy as breathing.

Only then did everyone realize that there was a kitten on his shoulder, which had not fallen down from beginning to end. At this time, the kitten let out a kitten roar to hundreds of experts: "Meow~"

For a long time, Murong Fu left without saying a word.

Since this battle, Murong Fu has become famous in the world and is known as the Immortal of the Southern Sword, as famous as the former leader of the Beggar Clan, Wang Jiantong, the ‘Northern Divine Palm’.”

Su Shi's blood boiled when he heard this.

A young hero emerges in a critical moment to save his family. The key is to have a world-class martial arts skills and still show mercy, which is even more rare.
To be continued...