Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Murong Fu thought to himself, "You are not doing well as an eunuch. You have made up your mind to kill yourself, but in the end, not only have you not achieved success, but you can only see the emperor a few times in a year or two. It's really a bit miserable. In order to make some extra money, you have to fight with your old arms and legs."

Although he felt a little sympathetic towards this unfortunate fellow, Murong Fu still sneered and said, "You can't do this, and you can't do that. What's the use of you?"

Zheng Jiuying heard the anger in Murong Fu's tone, and his soul was scared: "Don't be upset, sir. I know someone who can help you get through to Prime Minister Zhang and meet the emperor."

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Who?"

Zheng Jiuying hurriedly said, "Fanlou, the owner of Fanlou."

Murong Fu asked: "Fanlou? What does it have to do with the emperor? Is anyone from the royal family involved?"

Zheng Jiuying smiled awkwardly: "No one has ever seen who the owner of Fanlou is. But when Eunuch Li Xian was still alive, he told me that the boss behind Fanlou should be a prince, and the emperor had secretly left the palace to go to Fanlou for entertainment before."

After hearing this, Murong Fu's eyes immediately lit up: If that's the case, then it's easy to handle.

The famous Fanlou is the undisputed first den of evil in the Song Dynasty. It is well-known to everyone because of the interpretation in literary works of later generations. Its high standard is comparable to that of a seven-star hotel in Dubai in later generations.

How high is her status? Let's put it this way, everyone knows Li Shishi, the one whom Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty sneaked out of the palace tunnel to see. From her debut to her peak, Fanlou was her permanent residence.

Since it is a den of vengeance, it is easy to deal with. Just spend money. The last thing the Murong family lacks nowadays is money.

Murong Fu said, "Okay, you can go now. From now on, you should know what to say and what not to say. Considering your loyalty, I give you this as a reward!"

As he spoke, he flicked his finger and threw a black pill in front of Zheng Jiuying.

Zheng Jiuying saw clearly: Isn't this the painkiller of the life and death talisman? He was overjoyed, thanked him hurriedly, and left quickly.

Zhang Dun frowned and asked, "Can the words of this old eunuch be trusted?"

Murong Fu said confidently: "Don't worry, others dare not say, this person is absolutely reliable."

Of course not. When the Life and Death Talisman takes effect, it is more obedient than a grandson.

After a short journey by land, after leaving the Jiangnan South Road section and entering the Jiangnan North Road, you can follow the Bian River straight into Bianliang. During this period of time, everything was quiet, without those little and ignorant offenses, but a small strange thing made Murong Fu feel a knot in his heart these days.

That evening, when we were staying at the hotel.

"I'm sorry, my dear guests, our shop is full today."

Murong Fu frowned: "Can't I pay you more money and give you two upper rooms?" As he said that, a golden bean was dropped on the counter in front of the shopkeeper with a "pop".

The shopkeeper took a peek at the five or six taels of gold bean from the corner of his eye and swallowed hard. This gold bean might not be earned even if he worked hard for a month. This young master was really generous. However, after a difficult struggle, reason finally won over greed: "It's not that our shop is sincere in making things difficult for you, but we have a difficult secret and have no choice but to do this."

Murong Fu's eyes narrowed, and he smiled and said, "So it's not that the shopkeeper doesn't want to do business with me, but someone has told the shopkeeper not to give me the room?"

The shopkeeper realized that he had said something wrong and was immediately shocked. He waved his hands and said, "I was too talkative and shouldn't have said these things to you. Please don't embarrass me and go somewhere else!"

Zhang Dun was furious when he heard this: "How ridiculous! Absurd! In broad daylight, how can this be possible? There must be some bully who is forcing you. Don't worry, just speak up if you have any grievances. I am here to make the decision for you!"

Murong Fu glanced at Zhang Dun helplessly: Lord Prime Minister Zhang, I told you to keep a low profile, keep a low profile, but you never forget your status as prime minister.

The shopkeeper was about to cry: What kind of god did I meet? I am just an honest small businessman, and I just want to open a shop in peace and stability. How easy is it for me!

Murong Fu sneered, took out a purse from his sleeve and threw it on the counter with a "click".

"Here is a five thousand tael silver note and fifty taels of gold, which are definitely enough to buy your store. Please ask all the customers in the store to leave now. We will only stay here for one night. After tonight, the store is still yours. It is up to you to decide whether to continue running the store or sell it and move away."

The shopkeeper's eyes immediately became hot: money is attractive, let alone such a huge windfall. He had worked hard for half his life, but the family property he had saved was less than half of this.

Although he didn't know what grudges there were between the power behind the scenes that ordered the shop owners to act in this way and the two great gods in front of him, he knew that if he missed this windfall, he would definitely regret it in the future.

The shop owner gritted his teeth and came up with an idea.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Thus, Murong Fu and his companions successfully checked into the only few top-quality rooms in the inn. Then there was a commotion. Some guests who had already checked in were told to stay elsewhere and complained loudly. However, after the innkeeper promised to refund five times the rent, they all chose to be magnanimous.

Zhang Dun was puzzled: "Why are you so ostentatious and wasteful? Although I know that your Murong family is rich enough to rival a country, you shouldn't waste money like this, right?"

Murong Fu held up three fingers: "Three hundred miles!"

"What?" Zhang Dun was puzzled.

Murong Fu said, "We have traveled 300 miles in the past three days, but wherever we go and ask for lodging, we are always given the same perfunctory and evasive advice. Don't you find it strange?"

Zhang Dun said, "At first, I thought it was just a coincidence, but the same coincidence happened for three consecutive days. This is too strange. I am afraid that someone is deliberately making things difficult for us. Could it be my former political enemy in the court? But there are no former political enemies of mine among the officials at the Jiangnan and North Road levels."

Murong Fu said, "This is the problem. It's not the officials. It's the civilians. What civilian forces can control the inns of 300 miles? I can even guess that unless we reach the capital, we will still be in the same situation even if we walk another 300 miles. Prime Minister Zhang is curious about who is hindering us along the way. If they want to harm us, they can just set up their formation directly. Why do they have to do this?"

Zhang Dun thought for a moment and said with a smile: "So, you want to find out who is behind this?"

Murong Fu said: "No need for me to look for him. If my guess is correct, the mastermind behind the scenes will come to our door tonight. Let's just wait and see!"