Murong Bo couldn't figure it out: Murong Fu's martial arts advancement was beyond his expectations, completely out of his control.

He had an instinctive sense of fear that he would no longer be able to secretly control the Murong family as he had done in the past ten years.

However, when he thought of the capital in his hands, he felt a little more at ease: there are more than [-] mountain thieves in Shandong, Henan and Hebei, totaling tens of thousands of horse thieves, but they are secretly controlled by him, Yan Longyuan.

This is Murong Bo's confidence in being able to organize a rebel army as soon as the world changes. Hiding soldiers in bandits has been the most common primitive accumulation method used by careerists since ancient times.

Of course, although this power is under his control, it is his confidence and his burden. Although tens of thousands of people can rely on looting and other methods to solve part of their supplies, if the team is completely self-sufficient, how can it be under the control of his Murong family? .Therefore, every year Murong Bo would secretly allocate a large amount of funds from the Murong family to feed such a team of jackals, even killing people for food and money.

Ke Baisui's death was caused by Murong Bo.

"Hmph, anyone who dares to hinder my Murong family's great cause is a stumbling block that needs to be removed! Parents and children are no exception!"

A stern look flashed across Murong Bo's eyes.

But right now, he was seriously injured, the most important thing was to find a safe place to hide and heal his injuries, and recuperate for a few months.

Shaolin is impossible, if my old friend Xuan Ci finds out that he is seriously injured at this time, he is afraid that he will secretly silence him.

And Deng Baichuan also lost contact with himself for some unknown reason recently, which caused him a great headache.

Last night's action was formulated through A'Zhu's previous secret report.

"cough cough"

Thinking about this, Murong Bo felt the injury on his chest hurt even more.

What Murong Fu didn't know was that because his slap abruptly postponed a bloody storm that shocked the entire Jianghu for several months, if he knew, he might regret that he didn't make up a few more slaps.

After a night of wind and rain, Duan Yanqing left temporarily, and Mrs. Wang came to clean up the mess of the night.But Duan Zhengchun decided to stay in Mantuo Villa for a period of time after expressing his gratitude. After all, he reunited with his old lover after a long absence, and he experienced the night of life and death last night.

So Murong Fu took Abi back to Yanziwu alone.

Ruan Xingzhu and his daughter waited in Yanziwu for several days, Duan Zhengchun and his party just didn't come back, when he heard the news of Murong Fu's return to Yanziwu, Ruan Xingzhu hurried up to greet him: "Mr. Murong, why didn't Prince Duan come back with you? "

"Oh, Prince Duan has a few old acquaintances in Gusu. Why not take this opportunity to visit them one by one."

Facing this woman who almost became his mother-in-law, Murong Fu kept as polite as possible. Although the other party was quite unqualified as a mother, it was mainly Duan Zhengchun's fault, and she couldn't be blamed.

"An old acquaintance in Gusu?"

Ruan Xingzhu frowned, and guessed who this "old acquaintance" was based on a woman's intuition, but she was not the kind of woman who couldn't figure it out. Eating this flying vinegar will only make you look ridiculous.

"So that's the case, then I would like to thank Mr. Murong."

Ruan Xingzhu quickly adjusted his emotions and smiled.

"But I don't know, where does Aunt Ruan's thanks come from?"

Murong Fu originally wanted to call the other party Madam, but thinking of the other party's identity, it seemed inappropriate, so he compromised and called the other party "Auntie".

But he didn't want to, this "aunt" made Ruan Xingzhu smile happily, and when he looked at Murong Fu again, he felt that this young man looked even more likable.

"I just want to thank Mr. Murong for saving me, and my poor child, Azhu, has been in Murong's family for many years and has received a lot of care from Murong's family. I really don't know how to thank you for my great kindness."

Ruan Xingzhu looked at Murong Fu with a smile, then turned to look at his daughter who was following behind.

Originally, A'Zhu's eyes were on Murong Fu, but when she saw her mother's eyes sweeping over, she just met her mother's starry eyes for a moment, then she blushed and lowered her head shyly.

Ruan Xingzhu smiled slightly: She, as a mother, already knew about her daughter's little thoughts, so she naturally wanted to contribute to her daughter's lifelong happiness.

Of course Murong Fu knew the intention of the other party's words, and said with a smile: "Murong Fu is incompetent, he can do his best for the lord and Aunt Ruan, it is very good. As for A Zhu being taken care of by the Murong family, it is out of the question, Murong Fu Over the years, I have been taken care of by this little girl a lot. If I let myself take care of the Murong family's affairs, I'm afraid it will be a mess!"

Murong Fu made a light joke, neither losing face nor revealing his heart.

Ruan Xingzhu smiled, knowing that this matter was difficult, she was born intelligent and slick, and with a few words, she easily brought the topic elsewhere.

At night, listen to the Perfume Pavilion.

A'Zhu was playing with a bunch of essences and toilet water by herself in the room, which was her usual little hobby, hence the name of Tingxiang Pavilion.

She has always wanted to concoct a perfect fragrance that can cover her body odor.Because when changing into a man, the fragrance of a virgin is often the flaw.

Of course, her disguise technique was not something she learned just by playing around.

When she was seven years old, she was brought back to Murong's home. Murong Bo took a fancy to her talent in disguise, and spent a lot of money to hire famous teachers to train her.He also designed a whole set of bunt and grappling skills suitable for women.

She is also very grateful for what Murong Bo has done for her, so she will try her best to do everything that Murong Bo has explained.

Murong Bo also promised that when the Great Yan Kingdom is rejuvenated in the future, Murong Fu will naturally be the crown prince, and she will be the concubine Murong Bo chose for the crown prince.

Although this goal is far away, Ah Zhu is still full of expectations.

"Master."

A'Zhu sighed, full of deep thoughts.

"Ah Zhu, I'll wait for you on the front porch, come here."

A familiar voice rang in A'Zhu's ear.

"Young master?"

Hearing Murong Fu's voice, A'Zhu's face was overjoyed, and then he asked in doubt: "It's so late, why is the young master looking for me?"

Could it be that.
She has heard that some children from aristocratic families like to play these tricks of having secret meetings with maidservants late at night. Could it be that the young master does too.
Impossible, the young master won't do this!
A'Zhu shook her head, her pink cheeks were almost on fire.

She quietly opened the door and walked along the corridor to the front porch, where a familiar figure had been waiting for a long time.

Murong Fu turned around: "Ah Zhu, please sit down and taste the tea I made myself."

On the table, two cups of tea had already been brewed, still steaming.

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