Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Murong Fu told Gongyeqian the general plan, and he completed the details by himself.Not to mention, seeing that he looks big and thick, but he is also proficient in construction and mechanism skills, he is really a person by his appearance.

"My lord, I'm afraid it will take a lot of manpower to build these two places."

Murong Fu pondered for a while: "Let's gather the strong men who are descendants of Dayan along the Taihu Lake first!"

"Ok."

After Gong Yegan left, Murong Fu was about to go back to his room to practice, when a servant's voice came from outside the door: "My lord, Master Xuan Bei from Shaolin Temple is visiting."

"Master Xuan Bei? What is he doing here?" Murong Fu suppressed the doubts in his heart and walked out.

When Murong Fu came to the gate, he saw an old monk wearing a cassock standing there, with a benevolent face and kind eyes.Wei Wei saluted and said: "I don't know the master is coming, so I don't see it as a surprise."

Murong Fu didn't know what etiquette to use when dealing with these famous martial arts figures, he just said whatever came to his mind.

"Amitabha, benefactor Murong is too polite, it is this old monk who has taken the liberty to disturb you." Xuan Bei clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.

"Master, please."

The two came to the living room, and after the host and guest were seated, the servant brought tea.Murong Fu asked straight to the point: "I don't know why Master is here?"

Xuan Bei seemed to remember something, sighed slightly and said: "I came here to ask about your father's news."

Murong Fu's heart trembled, "Murong Bo? That's right, this cheap old man faked his death, and the reason for his fake death is to avoid being held accountable by Shaolin Temple. Hehe, he should be in your Shaolin Temple now!"

But he couldn't say this, so he pretended to be sad and replied: "My father returned to Yanziwu a few months ago, was seriously injured, and died within a few days."

"Murong Bo is dead?" Xuan Bei stood up slightly with a look of surprise.

"Yes, even my mother died of depression two months ago due to excessive grief."

After hearing Murong Fu's answer, Xuan Bei frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a long while, he sighed: "That's all, that's all."

Murong Fu pretended to be puzzled and asked: "I don't know why Master asked my father?"

Xuan Bei shook his head, "Since the old man has gone west, it's worth not mentioning this matter."

Murong Fu nodded, Xuan Bei continued: "Then I will take my leave."

"It's rare for the master to come once, so it's better to stay longer."

"Amitabha, since the benefactor is very kind, the old monk will not be polite."

"I..." Murong Fu's face froze, and he swallowed back the sentence "I'm just being polite", "I'll arrange a place for the master right now."

After going out, several thoughts flashed in Murong Fu's mind, the old monk probably became suspicious, it was indeed a coincidence, the creditor came to the door, and the debtor died as soon as he said he was in debt.

Murong Fu knew that Murong Bo had faked his death, but now he couldn't do anything, he just hoped that Murong Bo happened to be on the island at this time, so that Xuan Bei would not see any flaws.

A few days later Murong Fu personally sent Xuan Bei to the ferry, seeing him leave as if nothing had happened, he was relieved in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, another half month passed, and Gongyegan led five thousand strong men to work on the island in full swing. Since Murong Fu practiced the nameless mental method, the improvement of his six senses has become more and more obvious.

Even the progress of practicing martial arts is getting faster and faster, reaching the level of photographic memory. Many second- and third-rate martial arts can be mastered after only one reading, of course, advanced martial arts is not the case.

For example, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi can only reach the second level now, but his internal energy is too low, it is extremely difficult to reach the second level, and if he continues to practice rashly, he will definitely go crazy.

Murong Fu found another fingering method from the Huan Shi Shui Pavilion, joining the fingers, a martial art created by Murong's family, transporting the inner qi in an invisible way, striking out with the index finger, and attacking the enemy's acupoints in the air.

This fingering technique is profound and subtle, but its attack power is not high, it can only knock down the opponent, the advantage is that it is invisible and has a long attack distance. Now Murong Fu is only a beginner and he can attack as far as Zhang Xu.Word<upper￥new/speed￥degree most&駃=0

However, with his current internal strength, he would be exhausted after using it three times at most, and it would be difficult to use it unless it was in a critical moment.

Azhu Abi has always been attached to him, although these two little girls are cute, they are still children after all, Murong Fu didn't have the patience to take them to play, so he taught them a set of kung fu for them to practice by themselves.

Murong Fu really wanted to go out and see the rivers and lakes outside, but before leaving, he had to make arrangements for the renovation of Yanziwu. .m.

There is no problem with the construction of the barracks and academy, but the problem is how will the barracks train soldiers when Deng Baichuan and Bao Budong send people to the island?What does the academy teach?

Murong Fu had a bit of a headache, and greatly lamented the lack of talents, he only had four great ministers under him, Feng Bo E was a fighting maniac, thank God for not causing trouble, there was nothing he could hope for;

Bao BuTong was keen on bickering and being forthright, and he lost a lot of money and food in charge of Murong's family these years; Gong Ye acted honest and honest, and it seemed that he was destined to be a blacksmith, only Deng Baichuan could use it.

There is no way, Murong Fu can only write out the content of the military training in his previous life, modify it slightly, and add some items, such as Yang family's marksmanship, Yue's family's boxing and other martial arts.

As for the academy, first invite some teachers to learn Chinese characters, learn some basic boxing, and wait for the rest to come back.

As for the construction of the base camp in the dark, Murong Fu wrote down the plan in detail and handed it over to Gong Yeqian, and told him that he would go out for a tour.

Gongye Gan refused to agree with him to go out alone, and he would follow whatever he said, but now that Yanziwu has no one in charge, Murong Fu can't say anything and promised to let him go only when he travels around Suzhou.

On the second day, Murong Fu held a long sword in his left hand and a bundle in his right hand, ready to set off.In the crying farewell of the two little girls, they left by boat.

The boat rowed for half an hour, suddenly there was a scent of flowers blowing in the wind, Murong Fu raised his eyes and saw an island not far away, "Which Zhuangzi is this?"

"Master Hui, this is Mantuo Villa!" The servant who punted the boat returned.

"Pad over." Murong Fu thought for a while, and went to see his little cousin, and checked whether Li Qingluo had moved the Langhuan Yudong back.

When Murong Fu went ashore, he saw birds singing and flowers fragrant on the island, and the mist was misty, like a fairyland on earth, he sighed in his heart: "After all, it is a place run by women, it's not like a group of old men in Sanhezhuang. The island is either a tree or a mountain. too big."

Suddenly, two maidservants with swords appeared in front of them: "Who are they?"

"Murong Fu!"

"Ah, Mr. Murong!" The two maidservants were a little surprised, but they still slowly withdrew their swords.

Murong Fu nodded: "Take me to see my aunt." He thought to himself: "Everyone in Shenhe Village sees me as Young Master or Young Master, but when they come here, they are called Young Master Murong. The closeness can be seen, even the servant girl is like this, let alone the aunt. .”

The maid took a step forward: "Please follow me." Then she turned and walked away.

In a blink of an eye, he came to the living room of the villa, Murong Fu sat down, the maid went to report, and after a while, a woman came in at the door.

Murong Fu raised his eyes and saw that the woman was wearing a bird yellow silk shirt, with apricot eyes and a well-shaped nose, with a graceful figure, three parts luxurious, three parts glamorous, three parts charming, one part pure, she was Aunt Li Qingluo.

When she went to pay homage to her mother earlier, Murong Fu met him once, but at that time he was in a daze and didn't feel anything, but now Murong Fu is wearing a 12-year-old body, and he can feel something faintly awakening in his body.

Being stared at by this little nephew, for some reason, Li Qingluo felt a little joy in her heart, it seemed that she was still very young.

Li Qingluo moved lightly, came to sit next to Murong Fu, saw her nephew was still staring at her, frowned slightly, and coughed lightly, "Cough..."

Murong Fu looked away in embarrassment, "Aunt!"

"You are not busy with your family's great cause of restoring the country, what are you doing here?" Li Qingluo said in a cold voice, she never had any good looks towards the Murong family.

"I'll come and see you and my cousin." Murong Fu was also very helpless, he only knew that the aunt and mother were at odds, but he didn't know why.

Li Qingluo raised her brows slightly, turned her head and hummed softly, "What's so interesting about me and Yuyan?"

Murong Fu really thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to express it directly.

Murong Fu wants to manage Taihu Lake as a base camp. The Mantuo Mountain Villa is a part of Yanziwu, and he has long regarded it as his possession.

Then he showed a flattering smile and said, "I don't want my aunt and cousin, so let's take a look."

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