Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Tracing the whole process of the incident is enough to show that this person is courageous and knowledgeable.

Just imagine that he, an ordinary person with no martial arts skills, has the courage to stick to his duty in front of hundreds of bandits. This can be called great courage, and it has a meaning of "even if there are thousands of people, I will go." On the other hand, it is not easy for this guy to secretly exchange tens of thousands of taels of silver into silver notes and keep them under the eyes of so many people.

interesting.

Murong Fu thought to himself.

"Keep the flowers for yourself." Murong Fu said with a smile.

He didn't want to pursue the other party's little action, after all, the other party also had good intentions. The facts are similar to what the other party said. But he didn't want to keep the money. Although twenty thousand taels was a large amount of money, in Murong Fu's opinion, it was a very good deal to buy the loyalty of his subordinates. The Murong family has always been extremely generous to their subordinates. The four families have their own manors at this level as settlement expenses, and they have at least thousands of hectares of fertile land under their names. The loyalty of a few people and their generous treatment have a lot to do with it. .

What's more, this money is not your own in the first place.

Unexpectedly, when Wang Jinbao heard this, he was not happy at all. Instead, he knelt down directly and said with a look of fear: "Master, I have no secrets at all. The rest are really here. I am so loyal." , Heaven and earth can be used as lessons!”

Twenty thousand taels of silver is already a huge amount of money for ordinary people, so why is this old boy so determined not to want it? If he said it was loyalty, it would be too false. After all, the other party had just entered the Murong family, and Murong Fu did not think that he was a charismatic figure like Liu Bei and Zhao Dun.

He smiled and understood: "Whatever you want, tell me now. Don't beat around the bush."

Seeing that his petty thoughts were exposed, Wang Jinbao's old face turned red: "Young Master is very aware that this subordinate is indeed asking for something. I have an only son named Wang Cheng. The young man and his old wife have always doted on each other very closely. I hope that one day he will study hard and gain fame, honor his ancestors, live a peaceful life no matter what happens, and continue the legacy of the Wang family.

But this kid is usually best at stabbing with a spear and using a stick. Alas, this is the only son who is the youngest, so he simply accepts it. That was fine, but that year he went on a tour. After I came back, I didn't know what kind of evil was possessed, and I had to join the Beggar Clan! With so many sects in the martial arts world, which one would it be best for him to join? I heard that all Beggar Clan disciples must abandon their families and careers and become beggars for the rest of their lives! The subordinates tried their best to talk, but it was in vain. Isn't it crazy to let go of a good life and go begging for food? ! This traitor really pisses me off, cough cough. Now there is no news at all. The yellow-faced woman at home misses her son and almost goes blind from crying."

Wang Jinbao's words made him heartbroken and burst into tears.

Murong Fu interrupted the other party's rambling: "So you want me to do you this favor to make your son change his mind and quit the Beggar Clan?"

"Master Mingjian, there is a part of the reason, but the main reason is that I want to be under the Murong family."

"Okay, okay, I have a good relationship with the Beggar Clan. I will order someone to find your son someday, so that you and your son can be reunited."

When Murong Fu heard that it was such a thing, he couldn't help but frown. No matter how you look at it, your image and temperament don't match the corporate culture of the Beggar Clan, right? Why can I meet Beggar Clan disciples wherever I go?

There are tens of thousands of disciples in the Beggar Clan. And the name Wang Cheng is not very special, so it is not easy to find. But seeing the old boy looking at him eagerly, he couldn't refuse him even if he tried harder. What's more, he now has some favors in the Beggar Clan.

When Wang Jinbao heard this, he was overjoyed and kowtowed: "Thank you, Master! Thank you very much, Master! From now on, I will bow to the Murong family until death, even if I die!"

After saying that, without waiting for Murong Fu's reply, he jumped up and said: "I'm retiring, I'm resigning" and ran away like a gust of wind.

Although he is not a martial arts person, he has always dealt with people in the world. Knowing that this kind of behavior of asking disciples to quit the sect is a taboo in the world. This could be regarded as borrowing the great favor of the Murong family. Although his son is not standing in front of him now, with the master's magical power, as long as he agrees, he will definitely be able to do it.

But how quickly it can be done is hard to say. You can put it aside and wait until you remember it one day before ordering someone to do it. In that case, the yellow-faced woman's eyes would really be blinded by tears! I have done such a big thing for the young master, and I don’t need a penny. The young master must be interested in it and hurry up. This is called worldliness!

Looking at the other person's leaving figure, Murong Fu couldn't laugh or cry. On the table, a thick stack of silver notes was neatly placed there. Murong Fu shook his head and ordered the attendant: "Go and find the owner of Gongye Gan Village. Tell him that he is very important and that you can handle all urgent matters with him!"

He took a deep breath and sat down, wondering what he was thinking.

night.

The meeting hall of Shenhe Village was brightly lit, and all the Dali princes and the three generals except Gong Yeqian were there.

It turned out that the injury had healed. He had received a favor from the Murong family. He was grateful and praised Murong Fu so much that he was lifted to the sky.

"Master Benxiang doesn't have to be so polite. If this junior had not insisted on fighting Jiumozhi, Master Benxiang would not have been injured. Now that the master's injury has healed, the guilt in this junior's heart can be relieved a little."

Duan Zhengming stroked his long beard gently, his eyes full of admiration: Yes, this character is worthy of praise! He looked at Duan Yu next to him and sighed in his heart.

Duan Yu saw his uncle's expression and didn't know how he had made his uncle unhappy, so he consciously shrank his neck.

Duan Zhengming turned his attention to Murong Fu: "Fu Guan, I heard that you went to Henan this time and met the old monster Xingxiu?"

Although Batianshi and others who had returned first had recounted the incident, after all, these people were not present at the time, and many details could not be fully recounted.

Murong Fu nodded and told the story exactly how he found Doctor Xue, how he met Wu Changfeng in the restaurant, and how he fought with Old Monster Ding.

Everyone turned pale after hearing this. When they heard that Ding Chunqiu was struck by Murong Fu, Ben Xiang clapped his hands and applauded. Ben Guan and Duan Zhengming also looked at each other, nodded and smiled. Although Murong Fu did not explain the martial arts used at that time in order to keep it secret, he specifically compared the sword frame of the Six Meridians Divine Sword when talking about this section. The three of them understood it at a glance.

In the previous battle at Tianlong Temple, the six monks used a sword formation to fight against Jiumozhi. No matter how they said it, they could not uphold the reputation of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Murong Fu used the Duan family's unique skills to beat Old Monster Ding, which was regarded as the reputation of this unique skill! At that time, it will be able to prevent people with ulterior motives from trying to develop this unique skill. Jiumozhi made trouble in Dali twice and went to Suzhou alone, which made everyone feel a thorn in their hearts. Today, the gloom in their hearts was finally gone.

At this time, the three of them sighed together: the descendants of Dali are not virtuous, and the unique skills passed down from the family have to be carried forward by the hands of foreigners.

"Okay, reinstatement. Nan Murong's reputation has been carried forward in your generation! In the future, you will definitely be able to catch up with your ancestor, Senior Murong Longcheng!" Duan Zhengming said with a smile.

"How dare you? The kid is here today only because of the great kindness of everyone in Dali!"

The atmosphere in the conference hall was harmonious and warm.

"However, this time I went out and encountered something strange!"

Murong Fu changed the subject, and everyone's expressions became condensed.

Then Murong Fu recounted what he heard about Ke Baisui's death in the restaurant.

Everyone in the hall fell into a brief silence.

Murong Fu then gave an overview of the previous Qingcheng faction and Qinjiazhai killing Tingshuixiang Pavilion to seek revenge. Of course, he concealed many of the details.

Murong Fu said: "Everyone here can testify that during this period of time, I, Murong Fu, had no time to kill the leaders of the Funiu Mountain and Qingcheng factions. And now Ke Baisui is suspected to have died due to his famous stunt. Next, the son of the head of the Qingcheng faction went to Gusu to seek revenge. As everyone knows, the methods of my Murong family. My Murong family has only two generations, and my father has passed away a long time ago. Then Murong Fu can only think that someone in this world is trying to kill me. Murong Fu is in trouble."

As long as Murong Bo is still causing trouble in the world, such unreasonable disasters will be inevitable in the future. Instead of waiting for trouble to come and finally expose the secret, it is better to take the initiative to tell the matter, so that no one will doubt you. Taking advantage of this opportunity to go to Shaolin, it would be a good idea to go to the Sutra Pavilion to check it out.

At the same time, he also took this opportunity to observe the reactions of the three generals, hoping to spot abnormalities, especially Deng Baichuan. But except for Bao BuTong, who had a look of surprise on his face when he heard Murong Fu mention the Qingcheng Sect, everything was normal for the other two. And Bao BuTong's surprise was understandable. After all, by this time he also understood that Zhu Baokun's death was a stupid case of killing someone with a borrowed knife.

"Am I paranoid?"

Murong Fu thought to himself.

No, there must be something wrong here.

Let's investigate again tonight.

As I was writing, I was urged to submit a personal evaluation summary, so I started with one chapter. Continue later, harm.