The first thousand six hundred and forty-four chapters
"Fourth brother!" Luo Bing exclaimed and subconsciously ran over to help Wen Tailai. Suddenly, a chill came out of her bones. The corners of her eyes twitched a few times. She turned around and saw Murong Fu Zheng.
He looked at her with a half-smile, and played with a small white sword made of condensed zhenqi in his hand.
She immediately understood that as long as she took this step, her husband would definitely be dead, and maybe her life would be over.
"This cruel person!" Luo Bing felt bitter and resentful, but he resisted the urge to run over.
Young Mistress Zhuang San was stunned for a while before she came back to her senses. She looked at Murong Fu and then at Luo Bing. She seemed to have understood something. Her eyes flickered slightly and she walked over silently and took Wen Tailai's pulse. "Wen Tailai
The Four Heroes are fine, it’s just that their blood and blood attacked their hearts and they fainted for a moment."
Then he called the servants and ordered him to be taken to the guest room to rest.
"Fourth brother?" Suddenly, a man's voice rang out, followed by a man who ran out of the hall. He was not old, about 20 years old, with a dark face and a thin face. He was very small, but his body skills were good. He rushed to Wen Tailai in a flash.
Beside him, there was no response after shouting twice, and he glared at the people around him, "What happened to my fourth brother? Who beat him?"
The third young lady Zhuang suddenly looked embarrassed. At this time, she naturally could not point out that it was Murong Fu who beat her, but as the host she could not just sit back and do nothing, so she could only say awkwardly, "This is a misunderstanding. Young Master Xin, please calm down. Wen Sixia
I just fainted, nothing serious."
"Humph, it's nothing serious? Can I just let anyone beat me?" The thin, dark young man sneered and turned to look at Luo Bing, "Sister-in-law Fourth, tell me who beat me?"
When Luo Bing heard the words "fourth sister-in-law", her heart trembled, and she glanced at Murong Fu subconsciously.
She definitely didn't want to identify Murong Fu with this glance, but the dark and thin young man just thought so, and he found the right person, so it was a mistake.
The young man's eyes fell on Murong Fu and he looked at him for a moment, "Did you hit him?"
Murong Fu smiled lightly and said, "I was the one who hit you. Is there any problem?"
"You...why did you hit my fourth brother?" the young man asked. In fact, with his fiery temper in the past, he would not say any nonsense at all. The aura of the man in front of him was really too weird, and he was clearly standing there.
But it seems like there is nothing. If such a person is not an ordinary person, he is a peerless master.
Murong Fu glanced at him sideways, "If you want to, hit me. If you want to hit me, you can do it."
"Ms. sir, forget it..." Shuang'er was advising in a low voice from the side. She was a member of the banker's family and was considered half of the owner here. She didn't want the matter to get into trouble.
Murong Fu ignored him. Seeing how arrogant he was, the thin and dark young man could no longer control his temper. He jumped up suddenly, moved his arms together, and punched seven or eight times in an instant. The momentum was very powerful.
"Huh? Baihua Fist?" Murong Fu was slightly startled. Before he could make a move, he took a step forward with his fingers twitching. A wisp of strong wind blew by. Immediately, all the shadows of the fists disappeared, and all the opponent's attacks were eliminated.
resolve.
The thin, dark young man stood there with a look of horror on his face. He never expected that the move he tried so hard would be resolved by such a little girl who was no more than twenty-eight years old, and it was still so easy and freehand.
Not talking about him, even the third young lady Zhuang's expression was inexplicably wonderful at the moment. When her two children left, she only learned some boxing and kicking skills. Although she was extremely talented, she was still young after all. I didn't expect that just two years later, she had grown to a mature age.
Such a situation.
At this time, Shuang'er bowed to the young man and said, "Young master, please don't be impulsive. It's just a misunderstanding. The four heroes of Wen are not injured. It's better to let enemies go than to end them. Why don't we just let it go."
The little girl is also in a dilemma. She can't speak too harshly, otherwise she will offend the other party, and she can't speak too softly, otherwise she will offend her husband-in-law. Although the husband-in-law won't do anything to her, the person opposite her will not survive.
Unexpectedly, the dark and thin young man didn't appreciate it at all, but when he saw a stern look on his face, he put his hands on his waist, and two more kitchen knives appeared. As the shadows of his hands changed, a series of knife shadows struck Shuang'er.
"Haha, it turns out they are the remnants of the Red Flower Club!" Murong Fu chuckled. Just now, he felt that this young man's boxing skills were familiar, but now he completely remembered that the young man's martial arts skills were the same as those of Chen Jialuo back then.
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Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pushed Shuang'er to the side, then turned his hand and punched out.
But there was a muffled sound, and the sky was so violent that the sky exploded. The young man's sharp knife had not been able to work. The kitchen knife flew out of his hand, and the person was also blown away. It hit the wall of the hall, and a human figure was directly smashed out.
hole.
The rest of the people in the courtyard were also alerted by such a big movement and rushed over one after another. Seven or eight of them were the same people they had seen in Zhending City that day.
"It turns out that Mr. Murong has arrived. What's going on?"
"Hey, isn't this Wen Tailai, the fourth leader of the Red Flower Club?"
"There is also Yuanyangdao Luo Bing. Haven't these two couples been missing for a long time? When did they come?"
"Only the Four Heroes Wen are missing. Mrs. Wen is not missing. I heard that not long ago she was helping to defend the Mongolian Tatars in Xiangyang City."
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Everyone was talking a lot, and they naturally noticed the thin, dark young man who couldn't afford to be seriously injured. They knew that he must be related to Murong Fu, but no one dared to step forward and question him.
Mr. Zhuang smiled bitterly and stepped forward and said, "Mr. Murong, can't you give me a hard time? Do you have to demolish the last place where the orphans and widows of my family live?"
Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "Just tear it down and rebuild it. There are so many people here, why is it difficult to build a house?"
After speaking, he took Shuang'er's little hand and said, "Shuang'er, why don't you take me to see the place where you grew up."
Shuang'er said oh, and without caring about his shyness, he dragged him hurriedly to the backyard. If he left his husband here, he might cause some big trouble.
Yuan Ziyi and Chen Yuanyuan hurriedly followed.
After a few people left, Mr. Zhuang quickly sent someone to send the young man and Wen Tailai for treatment. After explaining a few words to everyone, he sent them away.
"Well, it seems that my haunted house will be lively for a while." Mr. Zhuang sighed slightly, but when he turned around, he found that there was a figure in white clothes standing next to him. It was Luo Bing, with a hesitant look on his face and a look in his eyes.
Youyou looked in a certain direction, which was exactly the direction Murong Fu left.
Mr. Zhuang glanced at her thoughtfully and said with a smile, "Mrs. Wen, the Four Heroes of Wen are not over there."
"Ah...oh," Luo Bing came back to his senses, with a guilty look on his face, "I...I know, I'm just...just thinking about other things."
"Is it something else? Or someone else?" Zhuang asked thoughtfully.
Luo Bing's face turned red, and he quickly put on a serious look, "Third Young Mistress, you are also a girl. You should know that you cannot joke about this kind of thing, otherwise my innocence will be ruined."
If these words were spoken by someone else, the Third Young Mistress would definitely apologize immediately. But when Luo Bing said these words, she felt a little contemptuous in her heart. You can only put it on your face. Are you still afraid of what others say?
Of course, she was also a woman with general knowledge, so naturally she would not speak out what was in her heart. She immediately touched her forehead and said, "Hey, look at my memory, I'm so busy. Mrs. Wen just arrived today, and she doesn't have a place to stay yet. Let's go."
I will make arrangements for you right now."
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"Ms. sir, there are not many vacancies in the courtyard, so I have to let you live here for the time being." After Shuang'er arranged the residences of Chen Yuanyuan and Yuan Ziyi, he took Murong Fu to a remote and simple room, feeling a little embarrassed.
said.
In fact, the backyard of the west wing does not entertain outsiders, especially men. Others who are allied with the banker are all arranged to live in the east wing. But Murong Fu is a special case. Shuang'er is afraid that he will conflict with others, so he also
Not wanting to be too far away from Ai Lang, I took the risk of being blamed by the Third Young Mistress and brought him in.
Murong Fu looked around. The room was simple and plain, with a faint fragrance. There was a dressing table by the window, but except for a wooden comb, there was no other makeup, let alone rouge and gouache, and there was no mirror.
piece.
He pulled Shuang'er and pinched her little face lovingly, "My husband is used to sleeping in the open air. How can there be any grievances? It's my Shuang'er who is really aggrieved. I have lived in such a place for so many years, and you still have to give up."
Why does the Third Young Mistress treat you as her own child? I think her conscience is greatly damaged."
Shuang'er was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and quickly explained, "No, no, the third young lady is very good to me. It's just that we used to hide in Tibet, life was very difficult, and her place of residence was not better than mine."
After talking about it, he asked in a low voice, "Ms. sir...how do you know this is Shuang'er's residence?"
"This is not simple. The fragrance in the house is exactly the same as yours. If it's not your residence, who else's residence it is?" Murong Fu joked with a chuckle.
Shuang'er patted him gently and said with a red face, "My husband is good at making people happy, so there is no fragrance on him."
"Really? Then I'll smell it again." Murong Fu said and moved his hands again.
Shuang'er was startled and waved her hands quickly, "No, sir, I just came back. I can't be lazy. I have to help the third young lady."
Murong Fu naturally knew that this girl missed home after being away for so long, so he stopped pestering her, "Okay, you go and do your business first, and remember to come back and stay with me in the evening."
Shuang'er hummed, but when he walked to the door, he turned around and said hesitantly, "Ms. sir, if you... if you feel bored, you can go out for a walk, but... but..."
Before he finished speaking, Murong Fu interrupted with a smile, "Don't worry, as long as those people don't mess with me, I won't kill them all."
As soon as these words came out, Shuang'er immediately felt relieved and left briskly.
As soon as she left, Murong Fu's face darkened, and he said to the void, "Humph, the things assigned to you are not easy to handle. You are still in the mood to play hide and seek with me. Is your butt itchy again?"
After the words fell, the void rippled, and then a petite figure appeared. It was Tingfeng. She pouted, "Master, aren't I working hard for you? Why don't you say a nice word?"