"Little Yuan," Murong Fu thought carefully about his words, "You have been out for a long time. Senior Baimei must have missed you a lot, right?"
Yuan Ziyi was startled, then realized what he was doing, but pretended not to know, and said in an innocent tone, "No, Grandpa, he is devoted to pursuing martial arts, how can he have time to care about me? If I hang around him every day, he would still think it's disgusting
I’m annoyed.”
Murong Fu was speechless. He had hinted so clearly, and he still pretended to me? He immediately said bluntly, "Miss Yuan, no matter what, he is your grandfather, and he is old. Once this person gets old, he may not tell you one day."
No, I think you should..."
Before he finished speaking, Yuan Ziyi jumped up and pointed at his nose, "Murong Fu, my grandfather didn't offend you, why did you curse my grandfather?"
"I..." Murong Fu was about to explain, Yuan Ziyi immediately cursed, "You ungrateful Murong Fu, it's unreasonable that my grandfather valued you so much, taught you martial arts, taught you swordsmanship, and even hesitated to kill you."
The position of head of Emei was given to your sweetheart, have you forgotten it now?"
"Don't think that I don't know what you two bastards did a few days ago! I, the Emei Sect, have thousands of years of experience and are about to be destroyed by you. Did my grandfather ever stop you or oppose you?"
"Now that you are cursing him to death, do you still have any conscience?"
The words were quite exaggerated, but they still made Murong Fu feel ashamed. Through Zhou Zhiruo, he transformed the Emei Sect into a weapons workshop, which has now been officially put into production. Its scale and output are much higher than those of the Murong family.
All the weapons workshops built secretly are more numerous together, and the weapons and armor produced are also very sophisticated.
In addition, the grain and grass accumulated by the Emei Sect over the years have been transported into Xiangyang City. It is estimated that they are all at the front line now and have been divided up by Huo Qingtong and Deng Baichuan.
In comparison, the little food and grass that Yuan Ziyi produced, including the losses caused by sending troops without permission, were really nothing.
After pondering for a long time, he sighed slightly, "Forget it, just think of what I said just now as nonsense. Your grandpa is in good health and will live a long life."
"You're still cursing him!" Unexpectedly, when Yuan Ziyi heard this, his eyes became even colder.
Murong Fu was stunned, "Why did I curse him again?"
Yuan Ziyi spat, "My grandfather has passed his 100th birthday a long time ago, and he is now over 120 years old. If you want him to live a long life, don't you just want him to die early!"
There seemed to be nothing wrong with what he said. Murong Fu couldn't laugh or cry, "Okay, okay, okay, I take back what I just said. I wish your grandpa, 'Eternal blessings and a life as long as heaven', okay?"
"That's pretty much it!" Yuan Ziyi's face softened slightly, "It won't take that long, just three to four hundred years is enough."
Murong Fu rolled his eyes, why not round up the numbers and live for a thousand years?
But then again, with the skills of that white-browed old man, it's really not a problem to live for three to four hundred years.
"Forget it this time. I'll curse my grandpa again next time. I'm not done with you. I'm leaving. Don't call me if you have nothing to do. I'm not like you, a big idler who only knows how to mess around with flowers and attract bees when he has nothing to do.
Butterfly!" Yuan Ziyi chattered endlessly, turning around and walking out.
Murong Fu shook his head in amusement, and said with a twinkle in his eye, "I have sent word that the master of the Murong Family's Lingxiao Pavilion, Feng Baoxie, is coming to the north, so let him be your deputy commander."
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Ziyi paused, then snorted and walked out of the courtyard without looking back.
Since the battle in Lin'an Mansion, Feng Bo Evil's Nine Yang Divine Skill, which had not improved for many years, has regained its second spring. After several retreats, his skill has improved by leaps and bounds. He has stepped into the True Yuan Realm in one fell swoop, becoming the first and possibly the last of the four great ministers to do so.
People who have entered the realm of true essence.
Murong Fu originally wanted to take this opportunity to take back Yuan Ziyi's military power and let Feng BoE take over instead. Although this guy had little experience in leading troops, he had been in charge of Lingxiao Pavilion for many years and commanded the Protector Army, an irregular army composed of martial arts masters.
It's more than enough.
But since Yuan Ziyi talked about the ancestor Baimei Fu Zhao over the years, he couldn't completely ignore the Emei sect's feelings, and from between the lines of Yuan Ziyi's words, he was keenly aware that the reason why this girl was so interested in Hu Xiang
Being so persistent in the position of military commander is probably not just a simple matter of being unruly and willful. At least Ancestor Baimei definitely supports it. The reason for this is very meaningful...
After thinking about it for a long time, Murong Fu increasingly felt that it was extremely appropriate for Feng Bo E to serve as the deputy commander of the escort army.
"Master!" Suddenly, a sweet cry came from outside the courtyard.
"What's wrong?" Murong Fu put his thoughts away and turned to look at the door.
Soon a white shadow passed by, and a light figure fell in front of him. It was Tingfeng, holding a carrier pigeon in one hand and a letter in the other, "Sir, there is news about Wu Yingxiong."
"Oh?" Murong Fu was immediately overjoyed, "Quickly tell me, where is he?"
Tingfeng handed over the letter and said, "The news from Shandong is that he is with Wu Sangui in Jinan."
"Wu Sangui is also in Jinan?" Murong Fu was surprised. What was written on the letter was almost the same as what Tingfeng said. After reading it, he burned the letter and his eyes flashed slightly, "So Wu Sangui is preparing to meet the heaven and earth.
Is the Golden Snake Camp taking action? He trusts Kangxi so much and isn't he afraid that Kangxi will take advantage of him?"
You must know that one-third of Wu Sangui's main force is stationed in Zhending Mansion. Zhending Mansion can threaten the capital by going north. Similarly, the capital can also threaten Zhending Mansion at any time. Once Shandong starts fighting, Zhending Mansion will be attacked from both sides.
If he lost his base of Zhending Mansion, even if Wu Sangui wiped out all the anti-Qing forces and completely occupied Shandong, his path to rebellion would be cut off.
Tingfeng stood quietly aside. She knew that her young master didn't like to be disturbed when he was thinking about something.
"That old turtle can't even see this situation clearly. Shandong is just a cover, he must have other plans!" Murong Fu thought in his heart, and suddenly he asked again, "What's going on over there with Kangxi?"
"
Tingfeng shook his head, "Still not."
"What about Lu Feiqing?"
Hearing this, he rolled his eyes at him, "I don't know which flower picker kidnapped Daxia Miao's daughter last night. The man named Lu was busy with it for a while, and then he stayed behind closed doors. Until this morning, there was no movement at all.
."
After all, the time was short and it was normal for there to be no movement. Murong Fu's interest in Lu Feiqing was actually more from his interest in Li Yunzhi. After thinking about it for a while, he made a decision, "Forget it, you don't have to worry about Lu Feiqing. Besides,
Find someone to monitor him, and you go to the capital immediately."
"Going to the capital?" Tingfeng couldn't help but be surprised after hearing this, "Kangxi's movements are being monitored at all times. If there is any movement, we will know within a day. Why do you want me to go?"
Indeed, with Mao Dongzhu, the fake queen mother, acting as an internal agent in the palace, Kangxi's actions would definitely not be hidden from her, nor from Murong Fu.
"Don't be lazy. There must be a reason why I asked you to go." Murong Fu pulled the little girl's face and said with a straight face.
"Just go." Tingfeng slapped his hand away and said resentfully. He rolled his eyes and asked, "Sir, do you suspect Mao Dongzhu of betraying you?"
"This..." Murong Fu hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "It's hard to say now."
Tingfeng didn't mention it, but he really hadn't thought about this issue. The reason why he asked the little girl to go to the capital was because he suddenly remembered Princess Jianning and wanted her to find out the whereabouts of Princess Jianning. But now thinking about it carefully, Kangxi
It was indeed too peaceful over there, and Mao Dongzhu's behavior this month was a bit strange.
Although the frequency of her messages, the tone of her words, the code words and passwords she used were all correct, why was it necessary for Kangxi to change his position as a general and tell him through a secret letter? Mao Dongzhu had been an undercover agent in the Qing Palace for many years, and he would never even take this seriously.
Can't even carry it clearly.
The more Murong Fu thought about it, the more he felt there was something wrong. He looked serious and said, "Tingfeng, this matter cannot be delayed. You must not be playful. You must investigate and find out whether there is any problem with Mao Dongzhu?"
"I know, there's nothing you can't afford to delay." Tingfeng complained, but he didn't delay and turned to leave immediately.
At this time, Murong Fu said again, "Wait, there is one more thing."
"What's up?"
"Help me find out the whereabouts of Princess Jianning."
Ting Feng You said "Oh" resentfully, which was regarded as agreement.
"I don’t know what happened to Huo Qingtong in the Kingdom of Jin. There is no reply yet on what conditions the Jin Kingdom, Kangxi, and Wu Sangui have reached. There is also Jinan who is still waiting for me to deal with it... Oh, there is a shortage of manpower...
"Murong Fu couldn't help sighing. As soon as Tingfeng left, only Shuang'er and Yuan Ziyi were left. Shuang'er was busy with the banker's affairs. He couldn't trust Yuan Ziyi completely, so he could only let her do some menial work, which meant nothing.
With a sigh, Murong Fu stood up and left the backyard.
He originally wanted to go to Wu Zhirong to see if he was still angry, and if he could ask him about the whereabouts of Princess Jianning. Unexpectedly, he met Luo Bing halfway. His face was a little haggard, but his charm was not diminished, and he became more charming.
Still pitiful.
"It's really ape dung. You can see Mrs. Wen wherever you go." Murong Fu looked at the hesitant Luo Bing under the moon gate and said with a half-smile.?
Luo Bing glanced around guiltily, but there was no one around. Then he stepped forward, punched him in the chest, and said angrily, "You devil, what on earth are you going to do to let me go!"