Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Seven days later, Murong Fu could barely go to the ground.

"I didn't expect that for such a serious injury, it only took you seven days to get off the ground." Su Ying stood behind Murong Fu and said in surprise.

"I told you that I will be the next Emperor Xuanyuan, but you still don't believe it." Murong Fu joked.

"Just you?" Su Ying's charming face was filled with contempt.

"Just forget it if you don't believe it?"

Murong Fu shook his head and looked at the moving and still white clouds in the sky.

Thinking about how to return to Suzhou, he tried his best to defeat Jin Lun Dharma King this time.

That old thief Qin Hui will definitely be more cautious and ruthless, and will use all means to make it really difficult to go back.

At this time, Wang Yuyan and Zhao Fujin walked in together and looked at Murong Fu who had fallen to the ground in surprise, with joy on their faces.

"Cousin, Master Murong, are you okay?"

Murong Fu nodded: "It's okay. With my current physique, I can recover very quickly."

"Haha, that's great. I'll go ask Father to grant me a hand in marriage later, and let me marry you." Zhao Fujin said happily.

Murong Fu was very curious. It was impossible for the royal children to make their own decisions about their marriage.

Why does this Zhao Fujin look so sworn every time?

Could it be that Zhao Huan had any leverage in her hands?

"Cousin, it was Sister Fujin's mother who begged the emperor for grace before she died."

"She is allowed to choose her own husband." Wang Yuyan whispered into Murong Fu's ear to explain her confusion.

I see.

No wonder this little girl is looking for her husband everywhere.

joked:

"You really want to marry me? Are you afraid that I'll let you be a kid?"

Zhao Fujin said calmly: "I am the emperor's daughter after all. You will definitely not let me be a child."

"Furthermore, I have agreed with Sister Yuyan that we will serve the same husband on an equal footing."

Murong Fu looked at the shy Wang Yuyan and said, "Cousin, have you agreed for your husband?"

"Well, Sister Fujin is so beautiful. If she doesn't marry back to our Murong family, our ancestors will probably be unhappy if they find out." Wang Yuyan said seriously.

Murong Fu smiled and shook his head, then changed the subject and asked, "By the way, how is King Jinlun?"

"His injuries are similar to yours. It will be difficult to compete with others in a short period of time." Zhao Fujin told Murong Fu the news she had found out.

"Is there any movement in the court?" Murong Fu expected that Yuan Guo would take some action if he lost this time.

"It's nothing, it's just that a young prince from the Yuan Dynasty came and said he wanted to borrow the passage." Zhao Fujin said casually.

"Excuse me?" Murong Fu felt a little strange.

Zhao Fujin explained: "The Yuan people planned to attack the Ming Dynasty, but a frontal attack would consume too much."

"So we plan to find another way to attack from within our country."

Murong Fu laughed mockingly: "Yuan Ren is really whimsical."

The two countries of Song and Ming have always stayed together to keep each other warm, and jointly resisted each other's intrusion. Only a fool would agree to their request.

"Well, I also guessed that my father would not agree, but my eighth uncle didn't think so." Zhao Fujin said.

"What did the Eight Wise Kings say?" Murong Fu asked curiously.

"Uncle Eighth said that the Yuan people paid a high price this time and were willing to cede seven cities. It would be difficult for my father not to be tempted." Zhao Fujin recounted.

Murong Fu was shocked, Qicheng?

The price is indeed high,

The Song Kingdom has been bullied and eroded by the Yuan Kingdom for so many years. It has never even won a decent victory, let alone regaining a city.

If it were him, he wouldn't be tempted. I'm afraid Zhao Huan would wake up laughing even in his dreams, saying:

"The words of the Eight Wise Kings may not come true."

Zhao Fujin said indifferently: "Never mind it, wait until you recover."

"I will ask my father to hold a wedding for us, and then I will go back to Suzhou with you." M..

Murong Fu smiled softly, this Zhao Fujin really hated marrying, and said with a smile:

"Okay, in half a month, I will be able to return to normal. At that time, I will propose marriage."

"Mr. Murong, are you really willing to marry me?" Zhao Fujin shouted excitedly, as if being able to marry Murong Fu was a great blessing.

"Haha, of course." Murong Fu nodded. Putting aside his feelings, Zhao Fujin was also a princess after all, so he married her.

In the future, I will wear a layer of royal clothes, which will make it much easier to do things.

Zhao Fujin was overjoyed and stepped forward to hug Murong Fu, feeling the feeling of happiness.

"Hmph, Murong Fu is such a playboy. Sooner or later, there will come a time when you can't stand it anymore." Su Ying looked at the three people hugging each other and said with amusement.

In Zhao Huan's study.

Zhao Huan sat in front of the desk. Below him were the Eight Sage Kings and Qin Hui, asking:

"Two dear friends, how sincere do you think Yuan Ren is this time?"

Qin Hui glanced at the Eight Wise Kings on the side and spoke first: "Yuan people are quite concerned about promises."

"They said they were willing to cede seven cities, which should be true."

Zhao Huan nodded and looked at the Eight Wise Kings: "Eighth Emperor Brother, what do you think?"

"This..." The Eight Wise Kings looked troubled: "Yuan Ren, if you can pay such a high price, you will definitely get more."

"My brother is worried that after they defeat the Ming Dynasty, they will come back to attack us." The Eighth Sage King said worriedly.

Qin Hui sneered at this: "The Ming Kingdom is not easy to mess with, after the Yuan Kingdom fought with them."

"Where can you still have the ability to provoke us again?"

"Hmph, how do you know that the Yuan Kingdom will not have another Tumu Fort Incident?" the Eighth Sage King said coldly.

"There are so many eventualities. You, Eight Wise Kings, are worrying too much." Old God Qin Hui said calmly.

The Eight Wise Kings hummed and said, "Then Prime Minister Qin is sure, isn't there such a thing as this?"

"The Eight Wise Kings are making strong arguments, but the old minister can't explain it, and he dare not say it." Qin Hui lowered his head and spread his hands, as if he was giving up his choice.

Seeing this, Zhao Huan persuaded proudly:

"Don't be like this, you two. You are both my ministers and right-hand men."

"Just say what you need to say, don't be upset."

The Eighth Sage King despised him in his heart. If he and Qin Hui were to fight, who would be happiest, Zhao Huan would be the first.

The problem is that now this is not a trivial matter at all, but a major event that can determine the fate of the country.

It's so stupid to play the emperor's way at this time!

When Qin Hui saw Zhao Huan talking, he quickly put on a smile and said, "Your Majesty, I understand my guilt."

Zhao Huan nodded with satisfaction and said, "You two, I actually want to share it with you."

"Well, what is the emperor's clever plan? Please tell us." The Eighth Sage King asked in surprise.

Zhao Huan took out the map, pointed at the route Yuan Ren wanted to enter, and said:

"They want to pass through my territory and fight the Ming army."

"Logistics is the biggest problem."

The eyes of the Eight Sages and Qin Hui suddenly lit up and they said, "Your Majesty is preparing to join forces with the Ming army at the critical moment to cut off the Yuan people's supply lines?"

"Haha, not only that, I will also take advantage of the situation to destroy this Yuan army and capture the three cities of Xinxiang, Jincheng and Changheng in one fell swoop."

Zhao Huan waved his big hand and said domineeringly.

At this time, both the Eight Wise Kings and Qin Hui were startled, and then they admired him: "Your Majesty is so wise, so wise!"