Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Huo Ai's expression froze, he scratched his head inexplicably, then stared at Murong Fu again with burning eyes, as if he would never be reconciled to not being a teacher.

"Ahem!" Mu Zhuolun coughed dryly twice, glared at Huo Ai, and then said to Yuan Shixiao, "How is Mr. Yuan?"

"Hmph, I'm fine!" Yuan Shixiao snorted coldly, looking at Murong Fu with complicated eyes, and after a long while, he sighed sadly and cupped his hands slightly, "Please also ask Mr. Murong to untie the acupoints of my ineffective apprentice !"

In fact, he had just discovered that Chen Jialuo was just hit by Murong Fu's acupoints, and he just didn't like Murong Fu, so he wanted to teach him a lesson, but he was taught a lesson when he didn't want to.

As for Chen Jialuo's acupoints, he had already checked them just now, not to mention the extremely special technique, and the strength penetrated through the acupoints. If the acupoints were forcibly released, it would probably paralyze Chen Jialuo's meridians. Murong made a move again.

"If it's already like this, then nothing will happen!" Murong Fu said lightly, stretched out his right index finger, drew two circles on his chest, and pointed out with one finger.

With a "poof", Chen Jialuo spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground.

Yuan Shixiao hastily stepped forward to check Chen Jialuo's pulse. Fortunately, he was just out of breath, coupled with the excessive force just now, which caused his body to lose strength.

"Come here, send Mr. Chen down for treatment!" Mu Zhuolun shouted outside the hall.

"No need!" Yuan Shixiao waved his hand, "Luo'er's injury is nothing serious, the old man will heal himself."

Then he reached out and tapped Chen Jialuo's chest a few times, then took out a small white porcelain bottle, poured out a thumb-sized white pill with a hint of purple in it, and fed it to him.

"This is... Snow Ginseng Yuchan Pill?" Huo Qingtong looked at the pill carefully and asked with some uncertainty.

Yuan Shixiao glanced at Huo Qingtong unexpectedly, but didn't say a word, just caring about his own luck to help Chen Jialuo dissolve the medicine.

Murong Fu's heart moved, he must have heard of this Snow Ginseng Yuchan Pill, although it cannot bring back human flesh and bones, but for those who have suffered internal injuries, as long as they still have a breath, they can be revived, it is martial arts The famous healing medicine in China.

But what puzzled him was that this snow ginseng jade cicada pill was different from the rumored one, it had a tinge of white color, "Maybe this old man added some kind of auxiliary medicine to it!" Murong Fu thought to himself.

In less than a moment, Chen Jialuo's complexion had recovered, and it was quite rosy, as if he had been greatly nourished.

Chen Jialuo knew how precious Master's medicine was, and being moved, he hurriedly stood up and bowed to Yuan Shixiao, "Master's great kindness, this disciple will never repay you!"

Yuan Shixiao waved his hand, "There is still most of the medicinal power that has not been dispelled, after you go back, you should adjust your breath as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

After speaking, the two sat back in their original positions.

Mu Zhuolun couldn't help being stunned for a moment. Based on his understanding of Yuan Shixiao, he would definitely leave when such a thing happened. Unexpectedly, not only did he not leave now, but he also sat back automatically for the first time, as if there was nothing just now. Happens in general.

But some people will not pretend that nothing happened, only to hear Murong Fu suddenly said: "I wonder when Mr. Chen's 100 million taels of silver will be delivered to Yanziwu?"

"This..." Chen Jialuo's complexion suddenly became extremely pale again. Although the Red Flower Society claims to be on a par with the Tiandi Society, in terms of management, it is much worse than the Tiandi Society. Most of the money comes from plundering corrupt officials and Prince Bao secretly. Support, simply can not come up with so much money.

And even if he can get it, he can't take it for Murong Fu privately. Although he is the head of the Red Flower Society, his actual power is not great, and money is the most important thing. Ting personally took charge.

"Why, you want to renege on your debt, Mr. Chen!" Murong Fu said leisurely.

"Hmph, don't worry, it's only 100 million taels, and it will be delivered to your mansion soon!" Chen Jialuo snorted coldly, and said with an unnatural expression.

Murong Fu was relentless, "I don't know how many days this 'day' is? Please tell Mr. Chen more clearly!"

"You..." Chen Jialuo glared at Murong Fu fiercely. If sight could kill, Murong Fu would have been killed by him countless times.

"Haha, everyone's moves are average, you should be so hungry that your chest is on your back now, why don't we drink wine first, and talk while drinking!" It was Mu Zhuolun who smoothed things over.

Murong Fu smiled and nodded, "Since Mr. Mu Laoxiong opened his mouth, it is natural to give him face, but don't forget Mr. Chen, otherwise, I will come to collect debts!"

In his heart, he was even more happy, it was only 100 million taels, Murong Fu didn't care, but he wanted to find an excuse to go to the Red Flower Festival, because since he saw that charming girl Luo in the Forbidden City last time, he is now I still remember it.

"If Mr. Murong comes to our meeting, I would welcome it very much!" Chen Jialuo pointedly replied.

"Come here, take Mr. Chen to change into clean clothes!" Mu Zhuolun ordered the servants, and at the same time ordered the hall to be cleaned up, and Murong Fu was replaced with a stove.

After a while, the maids came in carrying whole sheep that had been cleaned and seasoned.

Murong Fu was not surprised by this, he must be preparing to eat barbecue from this posture, and Huibu, as a member of the grassland, is undoubtedly roasting a whole lamb.

However, because of what happened before, the atmosphere in the hall was quite subtle, and the atmosphere of the banquet was not very good, especially Chen Jialuo and Yuan Shixiao were like chewing wax, which was dull and tasteless.

Mu Zhuolun could see the mood of the two of them, and he became even more curious. What exactly did Yuan Shixiao do here?

Looking at Murong Fu again, I saw him pulling the leg of lamb with one hand and delivering the meat to his mouth with the other, he didn't have the image of a master at all, his mouth was full of oil, and he ate with great relish.

But in this way, the people who returned to the Ministry felt very kind, and even wanted to compare with him. If he can't beat him, can't he be better than eating?

Among the crowd, only Huo Qingtong chewed her food slowly, acting like a lady, causing Mu Zhuolun to look at her frequently.

After the banquet, Mu Zhuolun couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart any longer, and asked Yuan Shixiao, "I don't know why Mr. Yuan came here this time?"

After eating and drinking, Murong Fu, who was about to stand up and say goodbye, paused slightly when he heard this, and sat back to his original position.

"Come here this time, I really have an unfeeling invitation!" Yuan Shixiao blushed slightly, hesitated for a while, "Hey, the old man just said it straight!"

"But it doesn't matter!" Mu Zhuolun smiled slightly.

"That's right, the old man wants to propose marriage for my apprentice!"

"Propose marriage!"

Hearing these words, everyone in the hall was astonished, and they all turned their heads to look at Huo Qingtong.

Anger appeared on the faces of some generals of the Hui Ministry. For them, Huo Qingtong was not only the princess of the Hui Ministry, but also the soul core of them and even the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the Hui Ministry. How could he marry an outsider.

Huo Qingtong's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but glance at Murong Fu, but immediately lowered his head and continued eating the mutton on the plate.

Mu Zhuolun's expression didn't change at all. Although he was upright, he still had the bearing and city power that he should have after being a leader for so many years. He turned his eyes and looked at Chen Jialuo.

Chen Jialuo knew that it was time to speak for herself, so she immediately stepped forward and bowed, "This junior has long admired Miss Ling Qianjin, Miss Huo, and I only hope that we can get married with her, raise the eyebrows, and hope that the old hero Mu can make it happen."

Huo Qingtong was still eating the mutton carefully, with a look of indifference, as if the person who proposed marriage had nothing to do with him.

Yuan Shixiao watched for a while, seeing that the father and daughter were not moved at all, he couldn't help but sink in his heart, and said: "Luoer is the chief rudder of the Central Plains Red Flower Society, and Qingtong is the princess of the Hui tribe, so they are well-matched. If they can become a couple, they can also make the two families stay together forever, I don’t know what Hezhuo thinks?”

Mu Zhuolun pondered for a while, and finally said: "Mr. Yuan must also know what the little girl Qingtong means to Yu Huibu. This matter is very important, let me think about it."

Yuan Shixiao's cloudy eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded, "Okay, I don't think it's better than this, let the young man and Lingmei get along for a few days, maybe they see it right, so we don't have to worry about it Already!"

"This..." Mu Zhuolun was at a loss for words, and couldn't help but glance at Huo Qingtong with a questioning look in his eyes.

But Huo Qingtong seemed to have never seen him.

Mu Zhuolun had no choice but to say: "After three days, I will give Mr. Yuan an answer!" He didn't mention anything about getting along with him for a few days.

Murong Fu looked at the changes in the expressions of these people, his face was indifferent, but he cursed secretly in his heart, you little bastard, you dare to snatch a woman from me, you must die!

But he wasn't too worried, because he believed that if Honghuahui could give it to Mu Zhuolun, the Murong family would certainly be able to give it to him. Let's go, no one in the whole backcourt can stop him.

After everyone dispersed, Mu Zhuolun left Huo Ai, leaving Huo Qingtong alone in the hall, and asked, "Daughter, what do you think?"

Huo Qingtong smiled slightly, "Father's words are so confusing, what do you think?"

"What else can it be!" Mu Zhuolun gave her a blank look, and blamed her for pretending to be confused, "Of course it's the matter of Mr. Chen's marriage proposal."

"Father, do you think it's still possible for a daughter to marry far away when she returns to the Ministry?" Huo Qingtong sighed and replied quietly, involuntarily recalling the question Murong Fu asked that day, "If you fall in love with a People from the Central Plains, are you willing to let go of everything and go with him?"

"Oh, it's really hard for you!" Mu Zhuolun's eyes were full of love and affection, "But as long as your daughter is willing, as a father, I will definitely not stop you!"

"Father!" Huo Qingtong was taken aback for a moment, then looked at his father in surprise.

"Do you think that father only cares about returning to the Ministry, and he doesn't care about your sister's happiness?" Mu Zhuolun shook his head and sighed.

"As a father, I spent my whole life in the tribe, and I have lost too much, including your mother. I don't want to see your sisters have a bad life again. I think, if I am selfish, Allah should be able to forgive me! "

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