Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Murong Fu turned his head and took a look, then grinned and said, "It's not bad, but Miss Jiao seems to have lost a lot of weight, but what's wrong with you recently?"

The person who came was Jiao Wan'er, wearing a black armor, a red scarf around her waist, and a few strands of hair hanging loosely on her forehead, her divine light was dim, and her complexion was quite haggard.

Jiao Wan'er raised the wine glass in her hand to show respect, raised her head and took a sip of the wine, and sighed softly, "There are eighteen or nine unsatisfactory things in life, especially us women, there are too many unsatisfactory things."

"It doesn't matter to me whether you go well or not..." Murong Fu thought to himself, and said, "Miss Jiao, have you ever thought that there are many women in this world who are not as good as you in family background, status or appearance? , but they are living happily, why is that?"

Jiao Wan'er gave him a blank look, "My lord, you mean I'm not satisfied and I'm looking for trouble?"

Murong Fu laughed, "Most of the world's troubles come from this. I don't know what Miss Jiao is worrying about. I only know that my heart is wide, and troubles have no openings."

Jiao Wan'er sighed faintly, "It would be great if it were as simple as what the young master said, but people are in the world, and many things are doomed to be beyond their control."

Murong Fu looked at her desolate expression, and felt a lot of emotion, and he couldn't help being curious. This Jiao Wan'er inherited a huge family business from the Golden Dragon Gang at a young age. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is Bai Fumei, and there is something she can't help herself. ?

After thinking for a while, he asked, "Miss Jiao, if you have any troubles, you might as well tell me, maybe I can help you."

"You?" Jiao Wan'er stared at him blankly, shook her head for a while, covered her mouth and chuckled, "The price of Mr. Murong's move is not cheap, the old debt is not cleared, how dare you

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"What do you mean? Do you want to repay the debt, or do you want to renege on it?" Murong Fu was a little puzzled for a moment, his thoughts turned, and he said, "An old debt is an old love, so why not add it?"

"Go, what old love is not old love, Mr. Murong, don't flirt with the little girl casually, be careful... I really rely on you!" Jiao Wan'er giggled immediately after she finished speaking, and she didn't know how true her words were. Split leave.

The two chatted one after another, and suddenly, there was a loud bang from the side, and they turned their heads to look, but it was a maid pouring wine who threw the wine jar to the ground, and the wine splashed all over the guest.

"You... how do you do it?" The guest was a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a rather wretched appearance, his face was flushed red at this moment, and he was very angry.

The servant girl turned her back to Murong Fu's side, she couldn't see her face, only she waved her hands in a panic, and made a sound of ah ah ah.

But the reactions of the people around were a little strange, or contemptuous, or ridiculed, or looked on coldly.

Seeing this, Murong Fu couldn't help feeling puzzled, and cast a questioning look at Jiao Wan'er. Jiao Wan'er hesitated for a moment, then whispered into his ear and explained, "That girl is dumb. The brothers in the camp saw her pitiful, so they took her in the camp. I do some work of serving tea and delivering water, the man is Feng Nandi, nicknamed 'Eight-faced Prestige', he is... just like you, a bit lecherous, I guess he took the opportunity to take advantage of the little dumb just now, little Out of self-preservation, the mute deliberately broke the wine jar to attract everyone's attention."

"So that's how it is." Murong Fu suddenly realized, and then his face darkened, "Miss Jiao, what do you mean by being like me? You can eat things indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. Be careful, I will sue you for defamation."

"I say

wrong?You are so perverted, you are even worse than the one surnamed Feng..."

Jiao Wan'er said something delicately, and suddenly realized that her body was almost touching Murong Fu's body, she couldn't help but blushed, and quickly sat upright, pulling a little distance away.

While the two were talking, Feng Nandi sat back in his seat with a displeased expression on his face, while the dumb maid packed up the pieces, turned and left with her head down.

But just as she passed by Murong Fu, after a glimpse, Murong Fu suddenly felt that her face looked familiar, and subconsciously called out, "Stop!"

The servant girl trembled and hurriedly stopped in her tracks.

"Raise your head." Murong Fu said again.

The servant girl raised her head according to her words.

Seeing this, Jiao Wan'er couldn't help but wondered, "What are you calling her to do?"

Murong Fu ignored it, and carefully looked at the little mute in front of him. He had a delicate and sweet oval face, a beautiful and straight Qiong nose, picturesque eyebrows, delicate mouth, no trace of makeup on his face, simple and plain clothes, but It's hard to hide its beauty, and the description is a bit embarrassing, but it is extraordinarily juicy.

Even with Murong Fu's current critical eyes, this beauty can be scored at least 85 points. If you dress up a little bit, it is not a problem to break through [-] points, but this is not the reason why he stopped the girl. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that this The girl's face seemed to have been seen somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

Feng Nandi never took his eyes off the little mute, he was taken aback when he saw Murong Fu calling the little mute, then thought of something, his face darkened, and he raised his voice, "I heard that Mr. Murong is unrestrained, and he loves beautiful women the most. To this little maid of our Golden Snake Camp?"

As soon as this remark came out, the eyes of everyone around

Gathered over, the little mute stood there anxiously, at a loss.

Murong Fu frowned slightly, and glanced at Feng Nandi indifferently.

Feng Nandi Deng felt an icy cold feeling over his body, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't say another word.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Jiao Wan'er gently tugged on the corner of Murong Fu's clothes, and then gave a veiled wink, which obviously meant to say that eating is too ugly.

Murong Fu's thoughts turned, but he couldn't figure out where he had seen this little mute, as if the moment just now was just an illusion, without any clue, he was silent for a moment and finally waved his hand, "Go down."

The little mute ran briskly as if he had been pardoned.

On the other side, Feng Nandi also heaved a sigh of relief.

The banquet was still going on, the matter of the little mute was just an insignificant episode, Murong Fu quickly put it behind him, and concentrated on dealing with the delicious food in front of him.

An hour passed in a blink of an eye, after three visits of wine and five tastes of food, some of the people in the tent left, and the rest were still chatting and guessing orders, but the atmosphere was pushed to the climax, so lively.

Murong Fu didn't like this smoky feeling very much, and was about to get up to leave when suddenly a young servant ran over and said respectfully, "Your Majesty Murong is ready to eat? King Yuan invites you to go."

Murong Fu looked up and saw that Yuan Chengzhi, Wen Qingqing, Hu Dedi and others were no longer in the tent. After a little thought, he understood something, nodded, "Lead the way ahead."

Soon the boy led him out of the big tent, turned around, and came to a heavily guarded tent deep in the camp. Yuan Chengzhi, Wen Qingqing, Cui Qiushan, Zhu Anguo, Hu Dedi and other Golden Snake Camp and Tiandihui All the important people here are here, looking like they are ready for battle.

"How is Mr. Murong eating?" After entering the camp, Yuan Chengzhi immediately got up and asked with a smile.

Murong Fu nodded slightly, "Thanks for the hospitality, it's not bad."

"Young master is satisfied." Yuan Chengzhi said politely, changed the subject, and said straight to the point, "Mr. Murong, everyone is a member of the anti-Qing alliance, and Yuan will not beat around the bush. This time I invite you to come mainly for To mediate the conflict between the Dragon Sect and the Zheng family in Taiwan, we..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Qingqing suddenly tore off the corner of his clothes, and furiously pouted at Emperor Hu De's side.

Yuan Chengzhi was taken aback, and blurted out, "What's wrong with you, Qingqing?"

Wen Qingqing's original intention was to let him choose the head, and let Tiandihui talk about the specific matters. Unexpectedly, Yuan Chengzhi could not understand it, so he had to say to Emperor Hu De, "Mr. Hu, we don't know much about the situation in Taiwan. How about Please talk to Young Master Murong."

Emperor Hu De is old and smart, so how can he not understand the meaning of this little girl's film, secretly smiled bitterly, got up and bowed to Murong Fu, "Mr. Murong, I will apologize to you for the rudeness outside the account earlier."

Murong Fu pulled a chair and sat down on his own, waving his hands casually, "It's okay, if you have anything to do with Mr. Hu, please speak directly, we are all busy people, there is no need to waste each other's time."

Emperor Hu De's face was suffocated, and he thought about his words and said, "Alright, the old man just said it straight, we asked you to go north to let you tell me about the Shenlong Cult's betrayal of the covenant and defection. An explanation from the Qing League, but now that the situation is urgent, we can not pursue this matter, but the young master must write a letter in front of the old man ordering the Dragon Cult to withdraw immediately, and promise not to do it again in the future."

(End of this chapter)