Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

After several key figures left, people from the six gates surrounded Jianguo Temple on three floors inside and three outside.

Even the city defenders followed tens of thousands of people who were dispatched.

I just searched every corner of the temple.

Zhao Huan even ordered the massacre of 1,300 monks in the entire temple that night.

The next day, before the common people knew what was going on, Jianguo Temple had been sealed and closed indefinitely.

Murong Fu was lying in the palace, eating grapes that Mu Wanqing had picked, feeling very happy.

Listen to Zhao Fujin tell the rest:

"I heard that most of those women are believers from other places."

"Because of her good looks, she was spotted by the monks in Jianguo Temple and kidnapped. The longest period was twelve years."

Mu Wanqing asked curiously: "Then how should we deal with them?"

Zhao Fujin guessed: "Eighty percent of them will be sent back to their place of origin."

"That's not bad." Mu Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Fu smiled faintly and didn't say much.

Going back may not be a good thing, it may be the last straw for them.

"What did Yuan Ren say?"

"I don't know, Yuan Ren seems to be still negotiating." Zhao Fujin replied.

Murong Fu smiled: "Ren Yuan, if you want to eat a fat man in one bite, you will endure it even if you are angry."

At this time, Zhao Huan's face was full of joy. He walked in and said with a big smile:

"Haha, King Yan is right, the Yuan people are begging us."

"So... I didn't make any heavy demands."

Upon seeing this, several people quickly saluted and said hello: "I have met Your Majesty."

"Haha, no gifts, no gifts, my family doesn't need to be so cautious." Zhao Huan said with a smile.

Murong Fu stood up and asked: "Your Majesty, have you read the contents of the letter submitted by Wei Chen a few days ago?"

Zhao Huan nodded and replied nonchalantly: "I already discussed this with Prime Minister Qin and the Eighth Emperor Brother that day."

"They have the same idea as me. The Yuan people's attacking army is still separated from Yingtian by a city."

"No matter what means they try to use, it's all in vain."

Murong Fu sighed in his heart.

Knowing that I can't change this general trend with my own efforts now, I don't bother to worry about it anymore.

I turned around and thought, instead of giving all these treasures from the Song capital to the Yuan people.

It's better to find a way to get them all back to Suzhou and keep them for yourself.

"By the way, it's the day of your wedding to Fu Jin. I wonder if there's anything else you want?"

Murong Fu was overjoyed, but he was worried that he could not open his mouth:

"Your Majesty, I actually don't have any hobbies. I just like reading."

"Can you borrow some books for me to take back?"

Zhao Huan laughed "haha": "I thought it was something, isn't it just a book!"

"Tomorrow I will ask you to select three thousand unique copies and forty thousand historical scrolls for you to take back."

Murong Fu added: "There will be no one at home when I leave tomorrow."

"I want Yuyan and Fujin to go back and host it on my behalf."

"Please give me your Majesty's permission!"

Zhao Huan shook his head: "If Fu Jin marries you, she will be your wife. I don't care about your family affairs."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't want to be kidnapped just after he got his wife.

"By the way, this is what I want to tell you."

"I have ordered people to decorate your Prince Yan's Mansion."

"You can take them out of the palace to live." Zhao Huan said.

When Murong Fu heard this, he didn't know whether to be happy or speechless.

Give thanks.

Afterwards, Zhao Huan was in a good mood.

He stayed to dine and drank some wine with Murong Fu, developing some feelings of father-in-law and son-in-law.

Only at the urging of my father-in-law, I went to the palace of a certain concubine.

When Zhao Fujin saw Zhao Huan leaving, he felt mixed feelings in his heart.

His eyes were slightly red, asking what to do.

Murong Fu said: "Don't worry, I have observed that Your Majesty is not a short-lived minister."

"Even if Yuan Ren succeeds this time, nothing will happen to him."

Zhao Fujin was still a little unwilling, but he also knew that this matter was not something Murong Fu could control, so he suggested:

"Why don't we go discuss it with Uncle Eight?"

"It's useless. Your father won't believe it without the absolute facts in front of you." Murong Fu shook his head.

"Then..." Zhao Fujin's mind was very confused, and in the end he could only lie weakly on Murong Fu's chest.

Murong Fu patted Zhao Fujin's hand and said, "Don't worry, I can guarantee that your father's life will not be in danger."

"Really?" Zhao Fujin said happily.

Murong Fu nodded: "Of course."

According to history, he was taken as a prisoner.

It's just that this is the mixed martial arts world after all, and he doesn't have much confidence in his heart.

Fortunately, she and Zhao Min are now married.

When the time comes, I might use a beauty trick to get her to do a little favor.

Having said that.

Murong Fu glanced at the sky and realized it was time to go out.

Ahem.

After all, he promised the other party that he would accompany him every day during his stay in Songdu.

"You guys, please stay in the palace tonight. I'll go to Prince Yan's Mansion to have a look."

"Cousin, don't you need me to accompany you?" Wang Yuyan asked.

"Haha, no need." Murong Fu smiled.

Immediately, he said goodbye to the girls.

After leaving the palace, he went straight to the embassy.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, he quietly entered Zhao Min's room and found that he was drinking alone in front of the moon, so he walked in with a smile.

"Oh? I didn't expect that our Prince Yan has some conscience and still remembers the affairs of this princess."

When Zhao Min saw Murong Fu entering the house, he seemed not surprised and joked calmly.

Murong Fu smiled "haha", took the cup from Zhao Min's hand, drank it all in one gulp, and said:

"Raise your glass to the bright moon and make three faces to each other. The princess is so happy."

"Haha, it's okay." Zhao Min simply picked up the wine bottle and drank from it.

Seeing Murong Fu sitting calmly at the table eating food, he asked curiously: "Don't you ladies want to come out so late?"

"They are currently busy with wedding matters and are quite tired, so they have no time to take care of me." Murong Fu said truthfully. ..

Zhao Min turned her beautiful eyes, carefully calculating the date of Murong Fu's wedding, and said with some surprise: "Haha, there are still eleven days left, and you will become the prince-consort."

"Why are you jealous?" Murong Fu asked curiously.

Zhao Min chuckled and said: "If you are not jealous, you must be lying."

"But it doesn't matter. Zhao Fujin is still under your little cousin anyway."

"What else do I have to object to? It's good to be a junior or senior."

Murong Fu smiled, shook his head and said, "It's Xiaojiu!"

"Huh?" Zhao Min's face changed and he said in surprise: "Okay, Murong Fu, you have a lot of women!"

"It's all luck." Murong Fu said calmly.

"Haha, speaking of luck, I know that there is a good thing recently, which is very suitable for you." Zhao Min said.

Murong Fu asked curiously: "What can I say to Princess Princess?"

Zhao Min raised his eyes to look at Murong Fu and said calmly: "The holy weapon of martial arts - Jin Ping Mei!"