Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Your Majesty, you are wise!" Before Murong Fu could speak, other ministers shouted loudly.

Murong Fu was speechless, but did not object.

In ancient times, it was normal to have three wives and four concubines.

Moreover, it was the emperor who granted the marriage, and refusing it would be a death penalty. He saluted and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Haha, okay." Zhao Huan sat on the dragon chair and laughed heartily.

Little did they know, her two daughters were already

"I want to get married, and you also want to get married, and you chose a husband with me. You did it on purpose, right?" Zhao Fujin took the lead.

What happened today was something she never expected.

No wonder Princess Roujia doesn't make any noise, it turns out that she secretly tricked Chen Cang to take the piss out of her!

Princess Roujia was not polite: "Murong Fu is the consort I recruited. Why can you marry me but not me?"

"My husband and I are in love, why are you here to join in the fun? Why don't you fancy him becoming the King of Yan? He has a bright future!" Zhao Fujin said bluntly.

Princess Roujia's pretty face under the red hijab froze immediately, as if Zhao Fujin had revealed her thoughts.

"I…"

"I am who I am, that's the fact." Zhao Fujin refused to show mercy and continued to attack.

"Okay, let's not talk about it for now." Murong Fu couldn't stand listening anymore and whispered to stop the two girls from fighting.

When Princess Roujia and Zhao Fujin heard Murong Fu's words, they reluctantly closed their mouths and continued with the complicated etiquette.

"Haha, the royal family, the royal family, is really... idle."

Murong Fu sat at the wine table feeling helpless. It took eight hours from morning to night, and it was not until dark that the whole process of returning the gift was completed.

"Haha, King Yan congratulates on marrying my two royal sisters."

"As my brother, I don't have much to give you, so I will give you eight pairs of gold, snow and jade screens." During the banquet, the prince stood up and gave the gift with a smile.

Murong Fu replied: "Thank you, Your Highness."

"Haha, you're welcome." The prince nodded.

After the ministers saw the prince coming to congratulate him, they all came out to offer congratulations and gifts.

Murong Fu stood up and replied one by one, and the scene was very harmonious.

Suddenly, a general next to Ling Luoshi came out and asked loudly:

"Young general Tang Dazong, I heard that King Yan is invincible in his magical skills, and I dare to ask for advice."

Seeing this, all the officials shook their heads. Tang Dazong obviously wanted to embarrass Murong Fu.

Then they all laughed in their hearts: there was something fun to watch again.

"Asshole, who is this guy? He dares to challenge the young master!"

Bao BuTong stood aside and was extremely angry. However, he was a general and this was the palace, so he could not step forward and curse.

"interesting."

Zhao Huan smiled. The Song Dynasty valued literature over military affairs. No one has challenged this kind of challenge for a long time.

The Eight Wise Kings said: "Your Majesty, it is not appropriate to use force during King Yan's wedding."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Huan nodded: "That's true."

Qin Hui saluted and said: "Your Majesty, the King of Yan is a martial artist and competitions are more suitable for his status as a warrior."

"Haha, really?" Zhao Huan looked at Murong Fu and smiled.

Murong Fu's expression didn't change. He didn't look down on a mere Tang Dazong. He looked at the angry Bao BuTong and said:

"Your Majesty, I don't need to take action personally to deal with this man."

Zhao Huan smiled and said: "Oh? Haha, I often hear people say that King Yan has four ministers."

"Everyone is very powerful, but you don't know whether it's true or not?"

Murong Fu smiled and said: "Haha, Your Majesty said something serious, I can't even say it's awesome."

"It's just that they must have more experience in competing with others in the arena than this general."

The Eighth Sage King couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Murong Fu's words.

Otherwise, Bao BuTong will be criticized no matter he wins or loses. He suggested:

"Today is a wedding. It is not appropriate to use iron tools. It is better to use wooden knives and wooden spears instead."

Bao BuTong proudly said: "Your Majesty, the Eight Wise Kings, I am good at boxing and kicking. I can defeat this general without weapons."...

"What...what do you mean!" Tang Dazong said unhappily.

"It's not interesting. Bao just likes to be punched and kicked. What's wrong?" Bao BuTong said angrily.

Tang Dazong said coldly: "I'm good at using a sword. If you think I'm bullying you, I don't have to use it."

Bao BuTong is not afraid of anything. When he seizes the opportunity, he will defeat the opponent:

"Haha, you can use it if you want. Don't worry about it.

"You..." Tang Dazong was stunned. He didn't expect Bao BuTong to dare to speak like this in front of Zhao Huan?

I cursed in my heart!

"Okay, as a general, don't act coy. Come over and compete." Bao BuTong walked out of the field and crossed his fingers openly.

"Okay, today I'm going to let you experience the swordsmanship of Tang Dazong!" Tang Dazong walked out with a wooden sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Bao Dingdong.

Bao BuTong snorted coldly, made a sudden sound under his feet, rushed out, and punched Tang Dazong in the head.

Tang Dazong frowned and raised his sword to point at Bao BuTong's chest, hoping to stop the opponent's attack.

Bao BuTong narrowed his eyes slightly, showing disdain. He poured his true energy into his palm, slapped it with his side palm, and hit the wooden sword three inches away.

Tang Dazong suddenly felt his wrist loosen and almost lost his weapon.

Only then did he realize that although the man in front of him was ugly and had a bad mouth, he was actually a real master.

His face couldn't help but become solemn, and he quickly used Qing Kung Fu, trying to distance himself from Bao Tongtong.

It's a pity that Bao BuTong didn't give him a chance at all and attacked Tang Dazong's weak spot with his fists.

"Ah~"

Tang Dazong shouted loudly and slapped a palm with all his strength.

Bao BuTong sneered: "Idiot, you want to use your strength to escape. Do you think Grandpa Bao will let you succeed so easily?"

Tang Dazong couldn't help shouting, but he saw Bao BuTong thrust out his hands.

One punch hit his palm, the other punch hit his abdomen.

With a "bang", a figure was knocked out in full view of everyone.

"Wow~"

Tang Dazong held his abdomen and his internal organs were vomiting as if he was overflowing.

Bao BuTong shook his head and said disdainfully: "I thought you wanted to challenge my King Yan and had some superb methods, but now it seems that you are just a faggot."

"You..." Tang Dazong was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

He is from the Tang Sect, and what he is good at cannot be used here. It would be difficult to regain his face.

"Haha, you are indeed the King of Yan. There are so many talented people under your command. I admire you. I admire you."

Seeing that his men were being humiliated, Ling Luoshi naturally would not sit still and wait for death. He turned sideways and glanced at the people around him and said:

"I have four subordinates here who would like to entertain His Majesty and King Yan. I wonder if that's possible."

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, glanced at the four people around Ling Luoshi, and directly called out his origin.

"I have heard for a long time that there are four killers of birds, bows, rabbits and dogs beside the terrifying general. I think these are the four."

Ling Luoshi's old face stiffened. He did not expect that Murong Fu would suddenly call out the origins of his men and said coldly:

"They are all my subordinates and have files in the Ministry of War. The so-called killers are probably just rumors."

Murong Fu was too lazy to talk nonsense and was about to send someone up to compete. Suddenly, a loud shout came from his ears:

"Brother Shou Murong, how about letting Qiao appear in this competition?"