Zhao Jinling walked timidly in front of Murong Fu, knelt down with her legs, put her hands on the ground, and raised something high.
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then said with a half-smile, "Who said I was going to beat you?"
"Then... what do you want?" Zhao Jinling's heart trembled. This bad guy is not going to do that to me, right? What should I do? If I resist, I might be killed. If I don't resist, will it be so easy for him?
?
Murong Fu's lips moved slightly and he spoke a few words.
After hearing this, Zhao Jinling felt relieved. It turned out that it was not what she thought, but she was immediately ashamed and angry. This bastard actually asked her to use her mouth...
At dawn the next day, Murong Fu called Hong Lingbo in early in the morning, whispered something, and then walked out of the inn with Zhao Jinling.
"Where are you taking me?" Zhao Jinling asked when she saw Murong Fu walking aimlessly.
"Royal Palace."
"You are going to the palace!" Zhao Jinling was suddenly startled, feeling faintly excited in her heart, "You are going the wrong way, this is not the way to the palace."
Murong Fu didn't reply and just walked on by himself.
Zhao Jinling curled her lips and realized that she had been teased by him. How could this cunning guy take her to the palace?
After walking for a while, Zhao Jinling suddenly noticed that the scenery around her was constantly changing, with longing figures and blurred voids, and her body seemed to be flying. She immediately realized that this was a scene that would only appear when the Qing Kung Fu was reached to the extreme. For a moment, she was horrified. Murong
Fu didn't even touch her, but he could lead her to perform such mysterious Qinggong. Is this still a human being?
She didn't know how long it took, but the scene around her changed again. Murong Fu's steps in front of her suddenly stopped. She was caught off guard and rushed forward, pressing her body tightly against Murong Fu's back.
Zhao Jinling was ashamed and her head felt dizzy, but she still instinctively distanced herself from him. Looking up, she saw a tall attic in front of her that was covered with red silk. On the attic plaque there were three words "Red Sleeve Fang" written on it.
A big character.
Zhao Jinling's expression suddenly became strange, "What are you doing here?"
Murong Fu looked back at her and said, "You talk a lot today."
In the past, when he brought her out, he wouldn't say a word for a long time, and occasionally would secretly stare at his back with malicious eyes. But today, that kind of look never appeared again, and his mood seemed to be much more lively.
Zhao Jinling also realized the subtle changes in herself, and felt guilty for no reason. She said in an unnatural tone, "I... I'm just talking. If you don't want to say it, forget it."
Murong Fu's face suddenly darkened, "Huh? What did you say?"
Zhao Jinling's face turned pale and she quickly changed her words, "Ling...Lingnu is afraid that the master will be boring."
Murong Fu changed his face very quickly, and a smile appeared on his face in an instant, "Not bad, there is progress."
After saying that, he turned around and entered Hongxiufang.
Zhao Jinling's expression changed for a while, then she finally stamped her little feet and followed him.
Hongxiufang is a time-honored brand in Lin'an City that specializes in embroidery and embroidery. It was once very popular, but has declined in recent years. It was not until a new owner changed its name a year ago that it made some progress and regained a foothold in Lin'an City.
Most of the people going in and out of Hongxiufang were women. Suddenly a man came in. The ladies were so frightened that they covered their faces and ran away. There were also some bold ladies who carefully peeked at Murong Fu. At this glance, it was...
My cheeks were dizzy and I was so shy that I had such a handsome husband.
This era is no different than later generations. You can see beautiful women everywhere in the streets and alleys. Basically, apart from brothels, you can only see such scenes in places like Hongxiufang.
Murong Fu was unusually thick-skinned. He came to the counter as if there was no one there and said to an old woman over forty years old, "I want to see your boss."
The old woman saw that he had scared away many customers, and she was a little unhappy at first. But when she saw him making a weird gesture with his finger on the counter, she was startled and said respectfully, "Please follow me."
Entering the backyard hall, the old woman called the servants to serve tea, and then said, "It's a bad time for the young master to come. My boss has gone out to do something. Please wait for a while, and I will send someone to find my boss."
Murong Fu nodded casually, saying that there was nothing else to do, so there was nothing wrong with waiting.
After the old woman left, Zhao Jinling looked at Murong Fu with a strange expression, wondering in her heart, could he have any relationship with the owner of Hongxiufang? Others didn't know, but she knew very well that the owner of Hongxiufang was very mysterious and had excellent embroidery workmanship.
It is extremely exquisite and has reached the level of royal palace tribute. Originally, the current queen wanted to recruit it as an imperial merchant, but she could not find the so-called owner, so she gave up.
"There are flowers on my face?" Murong Fu said calmly.
Zhao Jinling shook her head subconsciously, "No, I... Lingnu was just curious about how the master knew the owner of Hongxiufang."
Murong Fu smiled and said, "Remember your identity and don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. The more you know, the less likely you are to live longer."
Zhao Jinling curled her lips secretly and simply shut up. Her eyes kept rolling, not knowing what she was thinking.
About a stick of incense had passed, and just when Murong Fu was getting a little impatient, there was a sound of rapid footsteps, and not long after, a slender figure flashed into the hall.
Zhao Jinling was startled and was about to see who the person was when suddenly her vision went dark and she knew nothing.
After Murong Fu knocked her unconscious with a burst of energy, he raised his eyes to look at the person who came in. She was a beautiful-looking woman with a delicate temperament, gentleness and intelligence.
The woman looked at Murong Fu intently, then suddenly knelt down, as if looking at a god, and looked at Murong Fu with burning eyes, "Shenluan Guard Zhang Xiuniang meets the master."
This person was clearly one of the distressed women that Murong Fu rescued from the Huanyi Bureau of the Jin Kingdom. At that time, he formed the Shenluan Guard on a whim, passed on his magical skills, and allocated a large amount of money to let them develop in Lin'an Mansion.
"Get up," Murong Fu raised his hand, and a gentle internal force helped Zhang Xiuniang up, "Where is Li Sirong?"
A trace of helplessness flashed across Zhang Xiuli's face, "Back to the master, Sister Li is sitting in Shenluan Camp outside the city."
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly understood how could Li Sirong, with his carefree and masculine character, appear in Hongxiufang. He then asked, "Tell me what the situation of Shenluan Guard is now."
"Yes," Zhang Xiuniang replied respectfully, "One hundred and eight sisters of the Shenluan Guard practice martial arts diligently and rigorously every day. Now the worst ones have mastered the Sunflower Book and their internal strength has reached a first-class level. They are able to assassinate and sneak into the world.
He is very proficient in all aspects such as forgery and information gathering.”
As she spoke, she suddenly became excited, "It was all thanks to my benefactor who gave us a new life. As long as our benefactor gives us an order, we can sacrifice everything at any time, including our lives."
"The Sunflower Book is a success..." Murong Fu murmured, and suddenly reached out to grab it. Zhang Xiuniang flew over involuntarily. Although she was surprised, she had no intention of resisting.
Murong Fu grabbed her wrist, carefully explored it for a while and then released it, with a slightly relieved smile on his face. As for the Zhang Xiuniang in front of him, her skills were still above the first class. If she cooperated with the weird and weird Kung Fu in the Sunflower Book, she would be above the ordinary.
Even masters may not be opponents.
The other women in Shenluan Guard may have different qualifications, and it is impossible for everyone to reach this level, but they are still a very huge force. Of course, the reason why they can achieve such advancement is also the same as when Murong Fu spared no expense to replace them one by one.
It is related to opening up the meridians.
Although the three organizations of Crystal Palace, Blood Shadow Palace, and Lingxiao Pavilion are powerful, many people have now linked them to the Murong family. It is said that the Crystal Palace stronghold in Lin'an City has been under the surveillance of some people for a long time.
, but no one knows about the amazing force of the Shenluan Guards. If used properly, it will definitely have the effect of reversing the situation at a critical moment.
In addition, because all the Shenluan Guards were women, it was possible to establish relationships with the families of those high-ranking officials and minor officials through Hongxiufang, and it was even possible to control the officials of the Song Dynasty.
After a few words of encouragement, Murong Fu changed the topic and asked about the Song Ting royal family, "You have stayed in Lin'an City for so long, but have you infiltrated into the palace?"
Zhang Xiuniang glanced at him with some embarrassment, "Xiuniang is incompetent. The palace is extremely well-guarded and guarded by experts. Penetration has not yet begun."
"What master?" Murong Fu asked with his heart moving.
"This..." Zhang Xiuniang shook her head helplessly, "I only know that there are three major enshrinements in the palace. Who are they specifically and where do they usually hide? I haven't found out yet."
When she said this, her face turned red and guilty, as if failing to satisfy Murong Fu was a serious sin.
"It's not your fault. I'm very satisfied that you can do what you do today." Murong Fu smiled and comforted. After all, Shenluan Guards had only been in Lin'an City for less than two years, and they had been training most of the time.
, how can we cover everything so quickly.
In his mind, he was thinking that the Song Dynasty royal family had three major ministers, and two of them must be Wang Chongyang and Huang Shang, who had dealt with them several times. As for the last one, he was probably the man in gray who kidnapped Mu Jianping. Since yesterday,
In the evening, she kept saying that for the Song Ting royal family's tone, who else could it be if she wasn't her.
Today, Murong Fu has no patience to wait anymore. It's not that he can't calm down, but Mu Jianping cannot afford to lose anything. He must rescue him as soon as possible. The problem at the moment is that he knows that Mu Jianping is hiding.
In the palace, but the palace is so big, it is very difficult to find a hidden person.
In addition, he was also a little curious about the purpose of the man in gray leading him to Lin'an City. He remembered that Wang Chongyang had made an agreement with him at the beginning. He would try his best to draw the attention of the Song Ting royal family elsewhere in a short period of time and would not embarrass him, but
Now that he has been brought here again, could it be that he has changed his mind?
After pondering for a long time, Murong Fu said to Zhang Xiuniang, "Go out of the city immediately and let Li Sirong sneak into the city with the Shenluan Guards to hide. But remember, you can't stay here in Hongxiufang. Don't come to me after you enter the city. I will send
People are contacting you.”
"yes!"
"By the way," Murong Fu suddenly remembered something and asked again, "How has Mr. Gongsun been doing these past year or so?"
Zhang Xiuniang was stunned for a moment, then replied, "Mr. Gongsun was very enthusiastic in helping us solve many problems at first, and he had some interactions with the sisters, but then... later he gradually became a recluse and rarely appeared in front of others."
"Oh?" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, "You mean he rarely sees you?"