Murong Fu Dongfangqing

"Oh, how dare you doubt me!"

Surprised by Luo Bing's words, Murong Fu simply gave up refining Yin Yuan, and his actions became very rough.

Another hour passed, Luo Bing lay limply on the ground, only breathing in, not breathing out, her little stomach was already slightly swollen, I don't know how much it contained...

Murong Fu picked her up in his arms, sent her back to her own room, dressed her neatly again, and left the small courtyard in high spirits.

At noon, Murong Fu came to the Zhuang's ancestral hall. Just as he walked to the door, he heard a shrill scream from inside, followed by the voices of several women crying and laughing. You don't need to look to know that the situation inside must be very bloody. Chaos, that Wu Zhirong was probably broken into pieces and breathless.

Murong Fu shook his head, turned around and wanted to leave, but at this moment, the door opened with a creak, and it was Shuang'er who came out.

She was also taken aback when she saw Murong Fu, and then called out, "Master, I'm going to find you!"

While speaking, he walked in front of Murong Fu, with a happy and relieved smile on his delicate and small face, looking at Murong Fu with affectionate and grateful eyes.

Murong Fu glanced at her, then suddenly stretched out his hand to wipe away a drop of blood from her white neck.

Shuang'er was taken aback, stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, and called out softly, "Xianggong..."

Murong Fu smiled slightly, rubbed her little head, "Shuang'er, what do you want from me?"

"The third young lady is looking for you." Shuang'er replied, "She said that you have helped the dealer so much, and she will reward you well."

"Didn't you already thank me?" Murong Fu blurted out, but suddenly realized, he quickly added, "I mean she has given me the best twins in the world."

"My husband will say nice things." Shuang'er blushed slightly, and then dragged his hand towards the ancestral hall, "Let's go, my husband, the third young lady must have something good for you."

"What good things can the banker come up with?" Murong Fu thought indifferently, and said with a smile, "Really? Could it be that Shuang'er hid a twin sister? Let me tell you first, I'm not as good as Shuang'er. don't want."

Shuang'er was ashamed when he heard the words, and rolled his eyes at him with anger and coquettishness, "My husband is really bad, how can Shuang'er have twin sisters, even if there are, the third young lady can't give you a woman!"

"Is that so, what a pity..."

The two entered the room, a dozen women dressed in sackcloth and filial piety stood in the hall, crying and laughing like crazy, Wu Zhirong's corpse was placed in the middle, as Murong Fu expected, it was covered in blood and flesh, there was no A good piece of meat, even an arm was torn off, the scene was a bit bloody.

Murong Fu frowned slightly, and looked at the Third Young Mistress in the crowd.

The third young mistress stood out from the crowd and said loudly, "Everyone, please don't cry."

The girls gradually quieted down.

The Third Young Mistress pointed to Murong Fu, and continued, "This son is Murong Fu, the benefactor who killed Oboi's great enemy for our farm back then. Today, I will drink the blood of the enemy and avenge him with my own hands. Lai Engong comes to help, everyone, come and kowtow to Engong!"

After speaking, he fell to his knees first with a plop, followed by Shuang'er.

When the other women heard that this man was the benefactor who killed Oboi and captured Wu Zhirong alive, they immediately showed gratitude and knelt down one after another, knocking their heads loudly, saying "thank you benefactor" and "benefactor Wanfu", "Swear to die to repay the benefactor" and other words.

Seeing this, Murong Fu couldn't help sweating profusely, slashing Oboi was completely driven by profit, and capturing Wu Zhirong was only a matter of favor, not to mention that he used this as a threat to sleep the Third Young Mistress Zhuang, how could he be worthy of someone's kneeling ceremony, Immediately, he quickly swayed his true energy, helped everyone up, and said, "Don't be like this, everyone, Shuang'er is my beloved woman. We are all one family. It is my duty to avenge the dealer. You don't have to do it." This is a great gift."

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help turning their heads to look at Shuang'er. Shuang'er lowered her head shyly and happily. Only the third young lady gave this person a veiled look. That's not what you said last night!

I think so, but she will never tell what happened last night. When everyone got up, she looked serious and said seriously, "Mr. From now on, I am willing to serve Mr. Murong as my master, to be my slave and handmaiden, to be an ox or a horse, but I will obey all my orders, if I break this oath, the sky will be struck by lightning, and both men and gods will be abandoned."

After finishing speaking, she knelt down again, and the other women did not hesitate, knelt on the ground, and said in unison, "If you break this oath, the sky will be struck by lightning, and both men and gods will be abandoned!"

Murong Fu was really shocked by the scene in front of him. He thought that Mistress Zhuang San came to him just to do some superficial work, to thank him verbally in front of everyone, but he never expected that she would lead everyone to make a poisonous oath to honor him. Lord!

Others can say that they don't know about it, but the third young mistress clearly knows that he has already repaid the kindness he has shown to the dealer, and with the current relationship between the two, there is no need for it at all!

After being dazed for a moment, Murong Fu quickly stretched out his hand to help Mrs. Zhuang, "Third Young Mistress, and ladies and gentlemen please hurry up, I, Murong Fu, how can I be your master?"

Third Young Mistress Zhuang didn't get up, she said firmly, "If Mr. En doesn't agree, I won't be able to kneel down!"

"Oh, you're going to force it, right?" Murong Fu sneered secretly, he couldn't believe that there was no purpose for the Third Young Mistress to do such a thing.

At this time, Shuang'er said through voice transmission, "Master, you have been wandering and wandering all these years, hiding in Tibet. It would be a good thing if you can be taken in by your master and protect your subordinates."

She seemed to see what Murong Fu was worried about, and she was actually explaining to Mrs. Zhuang San that we had no bad intentions.

The third young lady said, "Don't think that we are girls, but most of us have skills. It may not be enough to kill the enemy in battle, but some fine work and slow work are our strengths. I hope you don't dislike us."

"I don't know what skills you have, but you can see that you are mediocre. What use do I need you?" Murong Fu rolled his eyes quickly and looked at everyone. Except for the third young lady and Shuang'er, the other women are not crazy It's insane, described as embarrassed, mediocre in appearance, not even qualified to be a vase.

No wonder he is so realistic, the current Murong family has no shortage of martial arts masters, intelligence spies, killers and assassins, no shortage of embezzlement talents. Accepting such a group of women is almost useless, and has little training value, and it is in vain. It's really not worthwhile to pay to support them. Although Murong's family's financial resources are not at the point of stretching, but tens of thousands of people have to eat every day, and no one can but be careful.

After thinking about it, Murong Fu said righteously, "Third Young Mistress, the reason why I captured Wu Zhirong and gave it to your banker is for Shuang'er, and for justice. If you want to repay, your banker gave me Shuang'er so well." A girl is the best reward, how dare I be greedy and accept gifts from the dealer? Don’t mention the matter of serving the Lord again.”

To be honest, he felt a little regretful, so many women didn't have a decent-looking one, even if they were worse than Shuang'er, it's a pity that they didn't...

"Could it be that the old and young men of the Zhuang family are all extremely high-level people, marrying wives and choosing concubines only look at the inside, not the appearance?" Murong Fu couldn't help but have such a thought.

But he forgot that after the dealer's catastrophe, the man was killed and the woman was sent to the Jiaofang Division.

Where is the Jiaofang Division of the Qing court?That is the official ji. In such a place, one can imagine what the fate of beautiful women will be. Either they can't bear the humiliation and commit suicide, or they are taken away by some powerful people. Otherwise, the dealer is a rich family, so how can there be fewer beautiful women? gone?

As for why the third young lady and Shuang'er were able to come out safe and sound, the former is because of the "pretend to be crazy" skill, the latter is because he was too young at the time, and the old man of the Zhuang family made many good friends and made many friends when he was alive, which probably played a role of.

Seeing Murong Fu's firm refusal, the Third Young Mistress Zhuang's face was a little embarrassed and resentful, she hesitated for a while, and asked, "Mr. Murong, can you take a step to speak?"

Murong Fu hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly, "Madam please."

The third young mistress got up, ignored the kneeling girls, went straight to the corner, turned the lamp on the wall, clicked a few times, and a secret door opened.

"Sir, please!"

Murong Fu shrugged his shoulders, and with a flash, he came to the secret door, bent down and walked in.

This is a small secret room less than Zhang Xu, surrounded by many piles of gold, silver and jewelry, there is a table in the middle, and a strip-shaped wooden box about four feet long is placed on the table.

"Coercion is not enough to engage in lure?" Murong Fu thought a little funny, then turned to ask the third young lady, "I don't know what the third young lady means?"

The third young mistress came in with an oil lamp, put it on the table, and then turned around and closed the door of the secret room. Then she said angrily, "I really don't know how you have such a face. It will be red!"

Murong Fu didn't care at all, instead he smiled complacently, "Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, if you want to learn, I can teach you."

The third young mistress immediately gave him a big roll of eyes, "Cut, who cares!"

"Okay, okay, don't talk about this, what did you mean just now? You clearly know who I am, why do you want the widow of the dealer to serve me as master? What is your purpose?" Murong Fu went straight to the point.

"What purpose can I have, can I still harm you?"

"It's hard to say, a woman's heart is needled, and I don't have the ability to read minds, so how can I know if you will harm me?"

"It turns out that you are really afraid that I will harm you." The third young lady's tone suddenly became a little sad.

"Uh..." Murong Fu's expression froze slightly, and he immediately defended, "That's not what I meant, I just think you don't need to do this at all."

The third young mistress was silent for a moment, then sighed faintly, "No matter what you think, I really don't mean to harm you at all. The reason why I want them to serve you as the master is to have a backer so that you won't be bullied. In the future, we can also contribute to the fight against the Qing court, after all, this enmity belongs to our banker."

When she said this, she kept silent, Murong Fu glanced at her with a smile that was not a smile, and continued, "The third is to let me do my best to kill Kangxi, the biggest enemy of the Zhuang family, right?"

The third young lady pursed her lips, "It's okay if you say that, I know you look down on us people, think we are mediocre in appearance, mediocre in martial arts, and useless, but it doesn't matter, I have another important gift to give Give you."

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