Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

The four men were none other than the four great retainers of the Murong family:

Deng Baichuan, the owner of Qingyun Manor;

Lord Ye Qian of Chixia Manor;

The owner of Jinfeng Manor is different;

The Master of Xuanshuang Manor is in turmoil.

In the past, Murong Fu spent all his time with them, discussing important military and national affairs.

But Murong Fu, who had absorbed the memories, only felt that these four people were really good at catching fish.

Deng Baichuan was in charge of economic and resource allocation, but over the years he has only rested on his laurels and made a living without any ambition to expand, and some businesses have even declined.

Gongye Qian claimed to be the second strongest warrior in Jiangnan, but he spent his days drinking and boasting. His forging business was barely worth doing and he was the mastermind behind the entire Suzhou rebel group, for whom no armor could be found.

As for Bao Butong, his intelligence and diplomatic skills were terrible, and he had already been transferred by Murong Fu to be in charge of setting up a security escort agency.

Feng Bo'e was responsible for cultivating talent. However, he spent his days bickering with people, even arguing for half a day with someone carrying manure. Despite his claim of cultivating talent, over the years, Murong Fu still only had six people under his command.

For the past six months, the four retainers have not done their jobs properly and have been bothering him frequently, using their ancestors to pressure him. As a result, Murong Fu gets a headache whenever he sees them.

I've already assigned them tasks, so why are they coming to my door again?

Murong Fu returned the greeting and got straight to the point: "Gentlemen of the Great Yan, what brings you here today?"

The four men exchanged glances, and Deng Baichuan, the oldest among them, spoke first: "Young Master, since you recovered from your serious illness six months ago, you have not been as devoted as before, spending your days plotting with your subordinates to restore the kingdom."

"Spending all day sightseeing and enjoying nature, I fear... I fear I will disappoint the old master's expectations!"

Hmph, you like meetings, huh? What kind of state-owned enterprise leader are you?!

"Brother Deng, what makes you say that?"

"Although I, Murong Fu, am not capable of governing the world, I have not forgotten the restoration of the country even on my sickbed. After recovering, I have worked even harder to govern the country."

"How's the casino I instructed you to open going? Mahjong and Suzhou poker should be implemented as soon as possible. Also, integrate the usury business to make more money, gather resources, and train violent debt collectors, so as to prepare for the great cause of the Suzhou clan's restoration!"

"Could it be that Brother Deng prefers empty talk to practical action?"

At this point, Murong Fu's tone was slightly rhetorical, leaving Deng Baichuan with no room for rebuttal.

"No, no!"

The fully automatic leverage machine, Bao Butong, interjected, "Young Master, we've only heard that you've been going on boat trips with two young maids every day lately. Since ancient times, emperors who are distracted by beauty have all ruined their empires, like King Zhou of Shang with his wine pool and meat forest, and King You of Zhou who played with the feudal lords by lighting the beacon fires..."

"No, no, Brother Bao is completely wrong."

Murong Fu shook his head and replied, "As the sage said, of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is to have no descendants. For the sake of restoring our Great Yan, it is only natural that I should travel with Mei and have descendants."

"Brother Feng has no children yet, and Brother Deng, Brother Gongye, and Brother Bao each have only one child. Why not have more children and adopt more sons to serve our Great Yan?"

"Are you afraid that my Murong family of Gusu can't afford to support me, and are trying to save on food and brocade for me?"

In the past, when the five of them talked about restoring the country, it was like a bunch of bad chess players playing chess. They talked passionately all day long, but had no practical plans.

If things had gone according to plan, Murong Fu would have been forced to go to Western Xia to join the First-Rank Hall in a few months, which shows how incompetent the four great retainers were.

For the past six months, Murong Fu has been using the pretext of restoring the kingdom to get them to make money and start businesses, and every word he says is reasonable, even Bao Butong can't argue with him.

The four of them exchanged glances, knowing they couldn't persuade the young master, but also realizing that what he said wasn't wrong, and upon reflection, it did make some sense.

She just felt neglected and resentful, seeing the young master spending all his time with the little maid.

Feng Bo'e, in particular, was a muddle-headed man who had been living a carefree and undisciplined life for over thirty years. He never expected that the young master would specifically ask him to get married and have children.

His spiky, dark face turned bright red, much redder than A'Zhu's shy face as she listened to the young master talk about having children.

"By the way, Second Brother Gongye. It's one thing that your Chixia Manor isn't producing armor, but what's the progress on the Canhe Thunder I asked you to research?"

"Your subordinate... Your subordinate is still studying it..."

For the past six months, every time his retainers came to urge him on, he would immediately assign them a new task, thus putting pressure on them in reverse.

As expected, under Murong Fu's offensive, the four retainers immediately surrendered and returned to their manor.

Those who should lend money should lend money, and those who should have children should have children.

Standing at the doorway, watching the backs of the four powerful retainers, A'Zhu exclaimed, "Young Master is becoming more and more capable! Our Great Yan will surely be restored!"

Murong Fu squinted and didn't respond, but simply patted A'Zhu's head.

He then turned and went into the inner hall.

She's so young and she's already been manipulated by Lao Deng; it's so pitiful.

I need to use PUA more often in the future to avoid messing up my brain.

"Now that things have come to this, let's eat."

Fine wine, delicious food, and beautiful women by my side every day—how delightful!

The following night.

A'Zhu entered Murong Fu's study.

"Young master, I've come to collect the manuscript."

Turning her head and peering through the gauze curtain, she saw her young master bent over his writing, his snow-white hands revealing a few blue veins as he wrote with flowing strokes.

After a moment, Murong Fu sighed, then put down his brush, blew on the fresh ink, and set it aside to dry.

He stood up, picked up a stack of manuscripts beside him, and said, "This is the latest installment of Journey to the West."

After A'Zhu took it, Murong Fu tidied up the dried manuscript again and handed it to A'Zhu.

"This is a newly published book. It's in that secret tabloid. Take a look at it first."

The Song Dynasty prohibited books that violated Confucian principles, but it was impossible to completely eradicate them; selling them privately was not a problem.

Azhu nodded, took it, and looked at it curiously.

"Young hero A-Bin... A-Bin's performance at the martial arts school is not ideal..."

Murong Fu stood aside, watching A'Zhu's increasingly strange expression. Her face was as red as a dripping rose, making her look pitiful.

"Young master, how could you... how could you bully this servant?"

Azhu is only 18 years old this year. Although she looks mature and has a charming look, she is actually still a virgin who has never experienced the world.

She had only ever heard of plays about talented scholars and beautiful women, but had never seen a story like this before. Moreover, knowing that the young master was right beside her watching, she was even more shy and embarrassed.

Murong Fu, however, said seriously, "A'Zhu, this is all for the revival of the Great Yan Dynasty. How can you say I'm bullying you?"

Over the past six months, Murong Fu and A'Zhu have become increasingly familiar with each other, simply because Murong Fu has come to regard her as his woman.

Therefore, she showed even more care in daily life, a stark contrast to how she was treated as a maid before.

A'Zhu's feelings for the young master also evolved from respect to love, but she was completely unaware of it.

She felt like a neglected maidservant, unworthy of her master, and kept these feelings deep in her heart.

The young master's explicit story left her utterly bewildered; no wonder her girlish thoughts were racing.

After all, she's only 18 this year!