Murong Fu came to the west wing of Lu Mansion, where there was a quiet courtyard full of chrysanthemums. At this time, a beautiful woman stood in the courtyard, staring at the withering chrysanthemums.
"Miss Ling," Murong Fu called out, walked slowly into the courtyard, and said with a chuckle, "Winter is about to begin, and it is normal for the chrysanthemums to wither. There is no need to worry."
Ling Shuanghua shook her head, "When the autumn chrysanthemums wither, the winter chrysanthemums will regenerate. I'm not worried about these flowers."
"What's the matter with that girl?" Murong Fu walked up to her, took off his coat and put it on her shoulders, "Even if you want to enjoy the chrysanthemums at night, you should wear more clothes."
Ling Shuanghua sighed faintly, "The flowers fell silently. They bloomed and withered again, leaving nothing behind. Maybe I have never seen these flowers, or maybe I have never been in this world."
After hearing these words, Murong Fu couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart. He had only lived for a mere hundred years, what else could he leave behind except a pile of bones? As an outsider, this thought was stronger than anyone else's, and he had been constantly stirred up over the years.
The wind stirs up the rain, but there is a reason why I want to leave my mark in this world.
For no reason, he remembered two lines of poetry, forgot who wrote them, and read them out involuntarily, "I would rather die with the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind."
"I would rather die with the fragrance on the branches, aren't I talking about these chrysanthemums..." Ling Shuanghua murmured, and the more she thought about it, the more flavor she felt, and a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, "Did you write it?"
The expression on Murong Fu's face remained unchanged and he remained silent.
Ling Shuanghua remembered that he had composed a poem to scold her before, and she immediately believed it. The image of this man gradually grew taller in her heart, "You are obviously a very talented person, why do you never show your talent?"
Talent?"
"Nowadays, in troubled times, the most valuable thing is talent. A true man should kill the enemy on the battlefield and wrap his body in horse leather. If in the future the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and the world is peaceful, it will not be too late for me to show off my talent." Murong Fu said calmly, with the right smile between his eyebrows.
He showed a hint of worry, showing a noble image of caring about the country and the people.
Ling Shuanghua's eyes became brighter and she said in a strange way, "Don't worry too much, Xiangyang City will definitely be able to defend it."
Murong Fu smiled and shook his head, "I'm not worried about whether Xiangyang City can be defended, but I hope that I can look up to you with no regrets, so that I can live in this world in vain."
Ling Shuanghua stared at him blankly, with a blush on her beautiful face. After a while, she asked, "What's the matter with you coming to my place?"
"It's nothing," Murong Fu's eyes flashed, "I've been too busy during this period and I haven't come to see you."
"I don't have much to see, business matters more."
"No, you are beautiful, more beautiful than flowers."
If Murong Fu was such a talkative before, Ling Shuanghua would definitely think that he was frivolous, but now, she felt a little sweet in her heart. She had experienced this feeling a long time ago, when she met Ding Dian for the second time.
She whispered, "Now you have seen me."
Murong Fu nodded, "I saw it."
"Then you can go."
"No, there is one more thing that has not been done."
"What's up?"
"Water the flowers."
Ling Shuanghua was startled, but then she realized what she was doing, and spat with a blushing face, "You're a disciple."
Murong Fu laughed and said, "I am your husband. If I don't water this delicate flower of yours from time to time, you might go to someone else's house to eat."
"Go, I'm not that kind of person!" Ling Shuanghua was so embarrassed by what he said, she whispered, "You have nothing else to do here?"
"Then tell me, what do you want to do?"
Ling Shuanghua thought for a moment and suddenly smiled playfully, "I have a couplet here. If you can match it, I will do whatever you want. If you can't match it, then I will pour it in this courtyard tonight.
These chrysanthemums."
…
At the same time, Lu Wenhuan, the governor of Xiangyang City, was drinking against the moon with an old man.
After leaving the General's Mansion, Lu Wenhuan and his family moved to Zhizhoufuya. Tonight the old man suddenly visited, and he entertained him with food and wine. This man turned out to be Ling Tuisi, who had disappeared for a long time.
Lu Wenhuan really didn't have a good impression of Ling Tuisi, because he felt insulted by Ling Shuanghua's incident, and the reason why he still entertained him was just out of the habit of serving as an official for many years.
Lu Wenhuan didn't talk much during the dinner, but Ling Tuisi seemed to be unaware of his daughter's affairs. He ate and drank as much as he did at his own home.
At this time, the food and wine were almost finished. Lu Wenhuan put down the wine glass and said, "Master Ling, now that you have eaten enough food and drank enough wine, do you have anything you can say?"
Ling Tuisi smiled mysteriously, "My father-in-law has been missing for so long, so you must have a hard time, right?"
Lu Wenhuan snorted coldly, "If you are here to make sarcastic remarks, please go back."
"Look, how can you be so stingy?" Ling Tuisi was not angry at all. Instead, he laughed and said, "I am here tonight because I have a good thing to tell you."
Lu Wenhuan, however, did not accept the words and acted like "you can just say what you want".
Ling Tuisi could only continue, "Do you want to take back your military power?"
Lu Wenhuan's expression changed slightly, "What do you mean?"
Ling Tuisi wiped his mouth and whispered, "Father-in-law, I won't play riddles with you at this time. I'll just say whatever you want. I hope you won't be offended."
"you say."
"I don't know what means Murong Fu used to take away the power of Xiangyang City. Now there is a great opportunity in front of you to help you regain the power and position you deserve. Are you willing to take it?"
Lu Wenhuan was still puzzled, "I don't understand what you are saying."
Ling Tuisi explained, "To be honest, I am planning to deal with Murong Fu with a few friends. Now everything is ready, all I need is the east wind, and you, my father-in-law, are the east wind."
Lu Wenhuan, who is such a person, immediately understood, "Do you want the military power of Xiangyang City?"
Ling Tuisi stroked his palms and smiled, "My father-in-law is my father-in-law. I hit the nail on the head. As long as Murong Fu can be eliminated, in the entire Xiangyang City, only my father-in-law can take on this important role."
Lu Wenhuan stared at him blankly, with a strange expression on his face, "Master Ling, I still don't quite understand where you are going with this? If it's for glory and wealth, your daughter has hooked up with Murong Fu and goes to find him.
Isn't it more appropriate? Why deal with him?"
Ling Tuisi's expression turned slightly cold when he heard this, "This is a misfortune for the Ling family. In other words, I feel sorry for my father-in-law and my virtuous son-in-law."
Lu Wenhuan waved his hand, naturally he would not believe such words, "Master Ling, it is better to tell the truth, otherwise I will never be able to let go of my doubts."
Seeing this, Ling Tuisi said helplessly, "I'm not afraid of your jokes. Ling has already come to look for me, but they don't recognize me at all. If I stay there, I'm just humiliating myself."
In fact, what he was thinking about was that the treasure I had been thinking about all my life was taken away by this kid without a word. How can I swallow this sigh of relief?
It turned out that he was conducting an undercover investigation and actually learned that the Jingzhou treasure he had been looking for all his life had been snatched away by people from Yanziwu more than ten years ago. Thinking that the Murong family had risen so quickly in recent years, he thought that it was the treasure.
of credit.
Originally, after he saw Lu Wenhuan lose power, he also learned that his daughter was occupied by Murong Fu. He had also thought of using this relationship to sneak into Murong's family. Who would have thought that he would visit the General's Mansion several times, but he would be ignored.
After being blasted out, he started to hold grudge against Murong Fu.
After hearing this, Lu Wenhuan was noncommittal and pondered for a while, "How are you going to deal with him?"
Ling Tuisi asked instead, "So my father-in-law, you agreed?"
Lu Wenhuan shook his head, "Let's put it bluntly, now I am on the last breath and have long lost the vigor of the past. If you can't give me a guarantee, there is no way I will get involved."
He was indeed a little scared now. There was nothing he could do about someone like Murong Fu who was unreasonable and unreasonable. After all, his whole family was still in Xiangyang City.
Ling Tuisi hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice, "We have gathered many masters in the city who opposed Murong Fu. One of them has martial arts skills that are almost as good as Wudang Zhang Sanfeng. In addition, Mongolia will send masters to help. It is absolutely foolproof. Now there is a shortage of one who can control the military.
The one who cleans up the mess.”
Such a person must be Lu Wenhuan. After all, he has been operating in Xiangyang City for so many years and has a deep foundation.
"What!" Lu Wenhuan's expression suddenly changed, "You also colluded with Dayuan? How could you do this!"
His words were so loud that Ling Tuisi was startled. He glanced around subconsciously and said, "Please keep your voice down, my father-in-law."
After Lu Wenhuan was surprised, his expression quickly calmed down and he said calmly, "I will not get involved in this matter. I have neither seen you nor spoken to you tonight."
Acting like I don't know anything.
A sneer flashed across the corner of Ling Tuisi's lips, "My father-in-law, what time is it now? Do you still have the mood to care about the hatred between the country and the family? What happened to Dayuan? As long as he can make me wait for glory and wealth, it doesn't matter if I take refuge in him. I won't leave you here."
I have my own place to stay."
"No need to say anything, you can go." Lu Wenhuan was indifferent.
Ling Tuisi's face was slightly dull. He thought that Lu Wenhuan was just pretending, but now it seems that he is serious. This is a bit difficult to handle.
After thinking for a while, he asked, "If Mr. Lu has any concerns, you can tell us. We may not have room for discussion."
Before Lu Wenhuan could speak, a sneer suddenly came from him, "Master Lu's concern is his life, and so are you. There is no room for negotiation on this matter."
The two of them were frightened, and then there was a pop, and a black shadow broke through the window. It was a masked man in black clothes, and the voice sounded like a man.
The man in black held a long sword and glanced at the two people in the room, "Who is Lu Wenhuan and who is Ling Tuisi?"
Ling Tuisi's heart was beating wildly and he kept silent, his old eyes rolling around.
Unexpectedly, Lu Wenhuan said, "I am Lu Wenhuan, and he is Ling Tuisi."
"You..." Ling Tuisi didn't expect that Lu Wenhuan would sell it so easily. His thoughts suddenly changed, and he smiled at the man in black, "May I ask who the hero is, Ling..."
Before he finished speaking, the man in black interrupted, "Are you Ling Tuisi?"
"Exactly."
"Very good." The man in black nodded slightly, his sword trembled, a cold light flashed, a head flew high, and blood splashed on Lu Wenhuan's face.
Even until his death, Ling Tuisi didn't know who killed him and why he killed him. His eyes were wide open and he refused to close his eyes.
The man in black stepped forward to pick up his head, inspected it carefully and then turned to leave. However, before going out, he suddenly paused, glanced back at Lu Wenhuan, and took out a piece of paper from his arms, which seemed to be a list.
, after he took a closer look, his figure flashed and blended into the night.
Lu Wenhuan was completely stunned. He murmured for a long time and could not say a word.