Video Martial Arts: Top Ten Masters at the Beginning

"Brother, you saved my life today. I, Ximen Qing, am not a stingy person. Except for my eldest wife, you can pick anyone else. Take the one you like and take it away immediately. I have no problem with it!"

Murong Fu was taken aback, he thought Ximen Qing had drunk too much, so he quickly declined.

Suddenly, he felt a small hand touch it unconsciously.

Looking down, it was Pan Jinlian!

She squeezed his thigh with her little hands, obviously very moved by Ximen Qing's proposal.

The rest, whether it was Li Jiaoer, Meng Yulou, or Sun Xue'e, all stared at him with fiery eyes.

Such a suave and well-off man is indeed the first choice in the dreams of most women.

Murong Fu was embarrassed for a while.

To be honest, including Pan Jinlian, none of these women could fall into the eyes of Murong Fufa.

Without him.

The level is too low.

His maid, Abi, can single out all of them.

Not to mention, Wang Yuyan, Li Qingluo, and many sisters from Vulture Palace.

Maybe Pan Jinlian, Li Jiaoer and others are not bad in terms of looks, but in terms of temperament, the gap between them is more than a million miles!
Murong Fu hooked up with Pan Jinlian.

On the one hand, it is to solve the physiological needs, and on the other hand, it is to control Ximen Qing.

As for taking Pan Jinlian into the room, he never thought about it.

Not even the thought.

Just kidding, if he dares to do this, he will be the one to splash blood on the mandarin duck building next time.

Murong Fu pretended not to be ignorant, and said with a smile: "Thank you Ximen brother for your love, but my ambition is not here, as the saying goes, what is wrong with a man without a wife, and I can't take away someone's love, let's drink!"

Ximen Qing is also a cunning button, and he regretted it as soon as he said it.

Women, who can think too much.

Besides, these men, except for Sun Xue'e, are all beautiful.

There are many in Qinghe County, and he will feel distressed if he loses any one.

Murong Fu's straightforward refusal made him heave a sigh of relief.

"Good brother, drink!"

After drinking at the Furong Pavilion, Ximenqing sent his servant Dai'an to send him back to his residence, while he himself went to the boudoir of the fifth Pan Jinlian.

Pan Jinlian was sulking in the room.

During the banquet, she scratched and scratched Murong Fu, but he pretended not to see her, which annoyed Pan Jinlian.

You can touch me, but you can't treat me like air.

Taking advantage of the wine, Ximen Qing wanted to have a romantic relationship with Pan Jinlian.

Pan Jinlian was unhappy, how could she be in the mood to do this, not to mention that Murong Fu Zhuyu was in front, she didn't think much of Ximen Qing, a bumpkin.

However, Ximenqing was very happy to play.

Wu Song's bravery was also played by him, which made him have the illusion that I am the king in Qinghe County.

Ximen Qing asked Pan Jinlian to play a flute to help Yaxing.

Pan Jinlian couldn't make it through, so she climbed on the bed, caged the temples with jade hands lightly, and played a song "Phoenix Qiuhuang".

The maid Chunmei came in to hand tea, just in time to see this scene, she couldn't help but be taken aback.

Pan Jinlian was shy and stopped singing, Ximen Qing was in high spirits, where Kenyi
"Xiao Wu'er, what are you afraid of? It's all from my own family. In a few days, I'll comb Chunmei into the cage too, and let you two play music together."

This Chunmei also has a bit of color, although it is not as flamboyant as Pan Jinlian, it is better than young.

Ximenqing said again: "I heard that there are many maids in Huazixu's house next door, one of them is about the same age as Chunmei, and Huazixu also took him into the room. That day Li Ping'er was standing at the door, and that maid was beside her. She is indeed a good-looking talent, I never thought that Hua Zixu is young, but he is good at keeping maids in check."

Ximen Qing's words are full of envy inside and out.

Pan Jinlian gave him a blank look: "If you want to take Chunmei, just say so. You don't need to point fingers at Sang and scold Huai. When I find a time tomorrow, I will make room for the two of you. You can take Chunmei here."

Ximen Qing was overjoyed, and hugged Pan Jinlian into his arms: "Dear Jinlian, you are the only one who understands me best. Today, I will reward you well."

Murong Fu practiced internal energy at home without mentioning it.

Early the next morning, Murong Fu arrived as scheduled.

Wu Song was alone, sitting on the second floor drinking.

The owner of Yuanyang Building had a sad face, when he saw Murong Fu coming in, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Mr. Yan, thank you very much yesterday. If it weren't for your help, my shop might be closed down."

Open the door to do business, the most important thing is Feng Shui.

If a restaurant beats someone to death, who will eat in the future?
Murong Fu pointed to the second floor: "Is anyone there?"

The boss nodded and said, "It's Wudutou. When he comes, all my guests are scared away."

Murong Fu took out a piece of silver from his pocket and put it on the counter
"I'll cook a few more delicious dishes later, and I'll have a drink with Wudutou."

The boss immediately smiled
"That's kind, it's just that you keep taking back the money. You've done me such a favor, how can I still ask for your money!"

The boss' fingers holding the silver turned white, but he still wanted to return Murong Fu.

When Murong Fu saw this, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Pat the shopkeeper on the shoulder: "Put it away, it's not easy for a small family."

When Murong Fu went upstairs, the boss shouted to the back kitchen: "Old Jia, put more oil!"

Wu Song sat by the window on the second floor, alone.

Murong Fu lifted his robe and sat down.

Compared with yesterday's Wu Song, today's Wu Song is less vigorous.

"Brother Wu."

"Brother Yan!"

Murong Fu's identity cannot be revealed yet.

"I don't know what brother Wu wants?"

"Bah—"

Wu Song slammed his fist on the dining table
"Dog officials, a bunch of dog officials! I brought brother Yun to testify, but they said I was messing around. I have inquired about it. The night before yesterday, Ximen Qing brought a lot of gold and silver to deal with the county lords. .”

"I only know what it is called now, official characters with two mouths."

"Yesterday, when I went back to the county government office, I was scolded by the magistrate, who wanted to withdraw my capital. As soon as I thought about it, I would withdraw and go to the fucking place."

"So brother is white now?"

Wu Song nodded depressedly.

As an authentic Dongshan native, Wu Song actually values ​​this public office very much.

Once you have a public office, others will look up to you, and you will have face when you walk on the street.

Not to mention that in this era, scholars, farmers, businessmen, and officials are greater than the sky!
It's a pity that Wu Song is still too young to bear the unspoken rules of officialdom.

Murong Fu couldn't help but think of his previous self, who seemed to have such a temper, and couldn't bear the slightest grievance.

But he is not young anymore, he will be in his thirties soon.

A life of seventy has been rare since ancient times, and his life is almost halfway through.

The revival of the Yan Kingdom is still far away.

Is it really like what the father said, to have another son and wait for him to return to the country?
Let your descendants experience the suffering you have suffered again?
"No, never!"

Murong Fu said: "Brother Wu, you are only the head of a county, if you lose it, you lose it. If you want to become an official, I have a way."

Wu Song's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "I don't know what method Brother Yan has?"

Murong Fu hooked his hands at him, Wu Song leaned over and only heard: "I'll follow"

At this time, it was the ninth year of Zhenghe, 1119 AD.

There are still 7 years before the Jin army comes to the city.

In 1127 A.D., the Huiqin sects were captured, and Shenzhou Lu Shen.

Of course, Murong Fu and Wu Song don't know what the future holds.

They are still worrying about their future.

"Brother Wu, have you heard of Xijun?"

Wu Songdao: "Of course, that is the backbone of our Song Dynasty."

The army of the Northern Song Dynasty can be divided into forbidden army, Xiang army and township army.

The combat effectiveness of the Xiang army and the township soldiers was almost zero.

The main fighting force of the Song Dynasty is the Forbidden Army.

The Forbidden Army is further divided into three parts: Hebei, Northwest, and Central. There are also Forbidden Army in various parts of the South.

And the Western Army is the elite of these three main forces.

The Northwest Forbidden Army was stationed in Shaanxi, adjacent to Xixia, Tubo, and Daliao.

It has been in friction with Xixia and Qingtang Qiang for a hundred years.

The Western Army took root in the Northwest of the Song Dynasty and served as an army from generation to generation. A man became a soldier after birth.

The average age of men here is less than 30 years old.

A large number of women are newly married and widowed.

Therefore, in the Northern Song Dynasty, widows were not ashamed, but quite popular, more expensive than unopened little girls.

Ximenqing married several women, Meng Yulou, Pan Jinlian and the future Li Ping'er, all widows.

"Then have you ever thought about developing the Western Army?"

Wu Song was a little moved.

He made such a fuss in Qinghe County, up to the county magistrate, down to Ximenqing, they can no longer tolerate him.

Rather than being attacked here, it is better to go out and make a living.

The man's ambition is everywhere.

It's just that he just came back from Chai Daguan's house, and it's just that no one has a thousand days, and flowers don't pick off red.

Wandering outside, living under the fence of others is really difficult.

If it weren't for bitterness and deep hatred, who would want to leave their hometown?
"Now Zhao Song's court is in turmoil, corruption is prevalent, the country will not be a country, surrounded by powerful enemies, I think this Zhao Song will perish sooner or later!"

"Brother be careful!"

Wu Song was taken aback, and he was relieved after confirming that there was no one around.

"Brother, don't say that in the future. There are a lot of people here. If you are arrested and reported to the police, it is not a joke."

Murong Fu laughed

"Brother Wu, you underestimate me, Murong Fu. In Qinghe County, if I want to leave, no one can stop me."

Wu Song was full of admiration, and said: "It's still you martial arts masters who come here freely, come and go at high levels, it's a pity that I only have the strength, but I don't have the chance to be taught by famous teachers."

Murong Fu said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I have my inner skills here, after I finish drinking, you come with me to get it."

Wu Song's eyes widened: "Brother, are you serious?"

"A gentleman's word!"

"Brother's kindness and virtue are unforgettable, please be respected by my younger brother!"

Wu Song stood up, bowed his head and bowed.

Murong Fu hastily stretched out his hand to support him: "Brother, don't do this, you and I meet each other, isn't it better than a book of martial arts secrets?"

Having said that, Wu Song still had tears in his excited eyes.

A true word is passed on, and a thousand volumes of books are falsely passed on.

Wu Song has also visited many great sects, but these sects have deep opinions.

People like Wu Song who have no money and power can only join the beggar gang.

But as a beggar, Wu Song didn't like it at all.

Besides, if a beggar wants to learn advanced martial arts, what will happen in the Year of the Monkey?
Looking at the entire world of Master Jin, those who can be taught advanced martial arts.

They all fought and shed blood for the beggar gang.

If someone peeks at my martial arts, they will have to issue a hunt and kill order.

"Don't worry about martial arts, you should think about it carefully, and if you have an answer, come to my house."

Although Murong Fu valued Wu Song's bravery.

But someone like Wu Song has a big head, a thick neck, and nothing but brute force.

It was everywhere in the Song Dynasty.

These people have force in vain, but their brains are not very bright.

Just like the imperial court in the Northern Song Dynasty, famous generals came out in large numbers, but they couldn't beat the civil officials.