The days of farming steadily, developing silently, not offending anyone, and practicing at home simply fly by.
The end of the year is here in a blink of an eye.
The Murong family has developed for six hundred years. Although there is only one direct descendant, Murong Fu, there are still many branches and side branches in Yanziwu, so this year is also very lively.
"Bang, bang~" the sound of fireworks and firecrackers sounded from time to time.
There is another interesting thing this year. The domestic cats and dogs in Yanziwu will keep an eye on their own food bowls no matter what they do. Some even hold them in their mouths all the time.
Because I don’t know who invented it with no thought, it’s fun to ignite the explosion and cover it with a food bowl.
Interesting? Who is the dog?
In Neiwu, Murong Fu was sitting on the roof, stroking the sword in his hand and looking at the brilliant fireworks in the sky.
This year seems to be much more lively than in previous years. In the past, forces were spread all over the place, and many people had no time to come back to celebrate the New Year, but today they are all reunited.
Moreover, he also distributed a sum of money a year ago. If he has money, he will definitely live a comfortable life this year.
Unfortunately, after his father left, he has become a real loner, and no one can make him completely open his heart and speak freely.
"Meow~" the little yellow cat jumped to the roof and was stunned for a moment when he saw the poop shovel.
Murong Fu was pleasantly surprised: "Master Le, are you here to see me?"
The little yellow cat hesitated for a moment: "Meow~"
Of course, I am a well-known philanthropist in the cat world!
Murong Fu was very moved, and then he began to ramble on, saying what he had always wanted to say.
Practicing was so tiring that he didn't feel like practicing for thirty days a month.
And now that the Murong family has a six-hundred-year mission, everyone in the family, big and small, relies on him. He has to think about every decision for a long time. Every time those people complain secretly, he hears it and feels uncomfortable, but the plan is still the same.
It must be carried out.
Any regulation, considering the overall situation, will definitely hurt the interests of some people, and he can only do that.
Moreover, my father passed away suddenly, and there are people outside who are watching eagerly, including former friends, enemies, and strangers.
If possible, he would like to go back to the time when his father was a child. At that time, he didn't have to think about anything but just practice every day.
After a few breaths, the little yellow cat narrowed his eyes and began to feel sleepy.
What does human affairs have to do with his kitten?
Murong Fu talked more and more enthusiastically. After all, a cat would always keep secrets for him because he couldn't speak.
At the end, when it came to marrying Abi or Wang Yuyan, the little yellow cat suddenly opened his eyes.
"Meow!"
Men just want to love each other, how can they make girls sad? They are all married!
By the way, find a few more beautiful, good-looking, young ones, and remember to let them serve me and serve me!
Murong Fu fell into deep thought and his heart moved.
He is so handsome, if he only marries one, wouldn't the other girls be sad? Can't he make a sacrifice and sacrifice himself for others?
"Master!" Suddenly, someone shouted from below.
Murong Fu came back to his senses and caressed his body casually, making the wrinkled clothes look brand new. Then he put Le Ye aside in his arms, stood with his hands behind his back, pointed his toes, and floated to the ground in the light of the full moon.
As a young master, of course you must have style!
Below, the four ministers who arrived, including Abi and Wang Yuyan, were all brightened when they saw the handsome young man falling from the sky.
The people in Mo Shang are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.
Bao BuTong admired: "As soon as the young master comes, my status as the number one talent in Yanziwu will no longer be guaranteed."
Several other people took one look at Bao's different appearance and fell silent.
The young master didn’t come, so it doesn’t matter between you and Yingcai, right?
Faced with doubts from everyone's eyes, Bao BuTong said confidently: "Young Master's handsome appearance is unquestionable. As for me, I am handsome but not handsome. I am generally handsome, but extremely ugly. I can call you handsome."
Everyone:......
We have to admit that some people are born with strong self-healing abilities.
After joking for a while, Wang Yuyan looked at the young man lovingly: "Cousin."
Murong Fu smiled: "Today is the Chinese New Year, why do you all come to my place? Cousin, did my aunt let you out?"
Wang Yuyan blushed, she naturally ran out secretly, and she felt uncomfortable when she thought of her cousin being alone on the most important day of the New Year.
"Hahaha, Master, isn't it a good thing that my cousin comes to see you? Come on, go in and have a drink!" Bao BuTong shouted, and went in first.
Several other people looked at Murong Fu's expression and waited for him to nod to confirm before entering happily.
In many cases, family dinners are sometimes even more of a recognition of status.
You might not be able to tell the difference from the heartless Bao, but as the orphans grew up rapidly, each of them was under pressure.
Think about it, in the future, will the young master trust these orphans and personal guards who have been raised by his own hands and have no relatives or friends? Or will he trust his old subordinates who have family and friends?
In the living room, Abi had already prepared delicious food and wine. Murong Fu took a rare sip from his wine glass today since his father's death. Seeing this, everyone was even more happy.
After a while, Bao BuTong started shouting so loudly that the whole room was about to be upset by him.
Murong Fu kept smiling and said nothing.
Although this guy is not as thoughtful as the others, he is upright, honest, and loyal. As a superior, sometimes he needs just such people around him.
Over the past few days, he had carefully reviewed the historical books Wang Yuyan had brought, and he had gained a lot of insights. After careful calculation, he could easily find that the Central Plains had been developing for thousands of years, almost always in a cycle of reincarnation.
Divide and unite, unite and unite.
Perhaps, the future of the Murong family can find a way out in the vast sea of history.
Is a century-old dynasty really better than those thousand-year-old families?
Supreme? Which of the emperors in the late dynasty was not a puppet at the mercy of others?
Picking up the wine glass, Murong Fu began to think unconsciously.
Moreover, the Murong family's idea has always been to copy the rise of the Yan Kingdom and cause chaos in the world. They and others will take advantage of the situation to occupy a piece of territory and then slowly develop.
But in this case, how many people will die?
Although those ordinary people are ordinary and ordinary, they are even like dust in history books. But do they deserve to die?
Several people at the banquet gradually lowered their voices. Unconsciously, the young master's aura seemed to be more powerful than that of Master Murong. Moreover, he was still young and handsome, and when he thought, he had a heart-wrenching charm.
"Mantuo Villa, Mrs. Wang is here!" Someone shouted outside.
Wang Yuyan panicked and looked at Abi.
Abi was helpless. She was the one who got scolded every time. Who said she was just a maid with a low status?
After a while, Mrs. Wang came in aggressively with a few old men.
"Yu Yan, how many times have I told you? My daughter needs to love herself. If you let me know next time that you are hanging out with some people who are ignorant and dishonest, you will never go out again!"
Mrs. Wang directly pointed out Sang and scolded Huai without any politeness.
Wang Yuyan's eyes turned red.
Bao BuTong was not happy: "No, no! What Mrs. Wang said is wrong. Our young master has a bright future, but we can't compare with him."
"Ha, ha ha~" Mrs. Wang sneered twice, with a look of disdain on her face. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, she would even want to spit now.
Huan Tian Huang Guiwei, do these mud-legged people know what a prince is? Have you ever spoken to them, or even had an in-depth exchange with them?
Murong Fu frowned as his thoughts were interrupted, stood up, and slowly walked to Mrs. Wang.
It was quiet in the room and you could hear a pin drop.
Mrs. Wang's heart sank, and she even found it difficult to breathe. Murong Fu walked up to her, but she did not dare to say another word.
She is vicious, but not stupid.
In the end, Wang Yuyan broke the silence. She was afraid that if her cousin and mother quarreled, and if word spread, wouldn't it mean that her cousin did not respect his elders and was not a gentleman?
"Mother, my daughter just came to pay New Year's greetings to her cousin. Let's go back."
Mrs. Wang's calves trembled, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and she quickly said: "Ah, is that right? Let's go!"
Murong Fu said calmly: "Aunt, my nephew wants to talk to you alone about something. I wonder if he is free?"
Mrs. Wang also realized at this time that her nephew's great cause would naturally not ruin her reputation. She said coldly: "With our identities, we should avoid suspicion. If you have anything to say, just tell us."
"A Luo?" Murong Fu called softly.
Upon hearing these two words, Mrs. Wang's eyes widened instantly and she panicked: "You, what do you know?"
Then she quickly looked around, and everyone present looked at her in surprise. Mrs. Wang continued: "As for Yu Yan's marriage, as a parent, I want to talk to you alone."
Hearing this, everyone present except Deng Baichuan was shocked. The word "Aluo" actually has such magical charm?
Wang Yuyan's face turned red with embarrassment.
"Mother!"
Mrs. Wang ignored her and followed Murong Fu step by step to a room.
"Murong Fu, how much do you know? Let me tell you, everything in this world is about solid evidence. If you want to threaten me with some baseless things, you will probably break up!
When the time comes, I will also expose what happened to your Murong family!" Mrs. Wang threatened sternly.
Murong Fu's eyes turned cold, he turned around and pinched her chin.
"Ephemeral Epiphyllum? Duan Zhengchun? Auntie, do you think others don't know about the good things you have done?
Threatening me? If it weren't for the Murong family, based on what you did, do you think Mantuo Villa would still be here? Based on your mother who hasn't been back for more than ten years?
Auntie, people are doing it, but God is watching!" Murong Fu approached Mrs. Wang, condescendingly, and said in a deep voice.
Mrs. Wang had never practiced martial arts, and her smooth, white and tender chin could not withstand such force, and tears flowed out. When she heard Murong Fu's words, she looked even more frightened.
She has been pampered since she was a child, and when she married into the Wang family, she was favored by heaven because of her appearance. When all the men in the Wang family died, she single-handedly controlled the huge family business, and let anyone die if she wanted.
I never thought that I could live peacefully until now, why.
Now it is clear that if there were no Murong family and no Wang family, if her beauty were left outside, she would soon be reduced to a plaything and face all kinds of disgusting men.
Mrs. Wang wanted to scream, but she found that she was like an ant, being pinched by her nephew, who she once looked down upon. Not to mention making a sound, she could not even hold the urine under her skirt.
It becomes increasingly difficult to breathe in.
"Huhu~"
After a long time, seeing the woman's face turning red from holding back, Murong Fu let go.
"Auntie, there are many ways in this world to make people speechless or even disappear. This time is a warning.
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Next time I hear that Mantuo Villa kills someone, and you insult Yu Yan again. Then, the Wang family will know about the bad things you did on the next day, and on the third day, I will send someone to take you outside Suzhou City
Let me give you a taste of what it means to be a real stinky man!" Murong Fu said calmly.
"In addition, for each person you hurt, send someone to their house to pay one hundred taels of silver. If anyone is missing, I will chop off one of your fingers!"
"You, you!" Mrs. Wang gasped and wanted to curse, but facing her nephew with a dull expression, she felt a chill in her heart and did not dare.
The ferocious dogs that bite people and the ferocious tigers that eat people don't bark.
After waiting for a while, Murong Fu, who was ready to take action, had a flash of disappointment in his eyes, turned around, put his hands behind his back, and left slowly.
"I won't say the same thing a second time, aunt, so you can take care of yourself!"
【Squeak~】
When the door closed again, Mrs. Wang collapsed directly to the ground. At that moment, she really felt that this nephew would kill her.
What happened in the past few months, and why has he changed so much?
After a while, Mrs. Wang took out her silk scarf and wiped it under her dress. She stood up, arranged her clothes, loosened her mouth, and opened the door.
Wang Yuyan hurriedly came up to her and was shocked when she saw it: "Mom, why are you crying? Did your cousin bully you?"
Mrs. Wang's eyes turned red, then she remembered the terrifying scene just now, and shook her head quickly: "No, I thought that if you marry here in the future, we will no longer be a family."
"Yeah, mother!" Wang Yuyan said softly, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Haha~" Mrs. Wang looked at her daughter with some disgust.
Why is she a girl? If it were a boy, could I take him to Dali and become a princess?
"Let's go~" Mrs. Wang pulled her daughter and said softly.
"All right."
…
At night, everyone dispersed.
The four ministers left in a boat, saying nothing all the way.
Halfway through, Bao BuTong finally couldn't help it: "Hey, what did the young master say to Mrs. Wang? Why did he look like a quail when he came out?"
Deng Baichuan sternly said: "Third brother, the young master is rich, don't ask about his affairs!"
"No, no, am I calling this inquiring? I am caring!
You must know that we are the elders of the young master, and it is our responsibility to guard and advise him!" Bao BuTong began to argue.
Deng Baichuan laughed, shook his head, and stopped talking.
There are some losses that you won't stop eating until you have suffered them. Of course, some people can suffer them one after another.
The other two people were deep in thought.
Why does Brother Deng respect the Young Master so much? Forget Abi, under what circumstances would Brother Deng be like this?
There is only one possibility: Mr. Master has shown that he is more qualified to achieve great things than Mr. Murong.
Martial arts, ability, knowledge? No matter which one, maybe they should pay attention to it.
It's better to make a bet sooner rather than later.
…
The shore of Taihu Lake.
Chen Fei burst into tears looking at the little yellow cat who once again ate the fish he had worked so hard to catch without leaving a single fish bone.
"Little ancestor, I want to ask a question, what is the cheapest way to eat?
There is still one month to go, I only have one hundred coins in my hand, I can’t cook, and you have eaten all the fish, what should I do?”
The little yellow cat's blue eyes seemed to be shining under the moonlight, and after a moment he gave a good idea: "Meow meow~"
Spend ten cents to buy a mallet and give it to your head when you wake up!
Chen Fei:......
After thinking for a while, the young man said honestly: "Master Le, I'm afraid of pain!"
"Bang~"
Looking at the boy who quickly fell to the ground and was breathing steadily, Miao Le retracted his paw, wiped it on his clothes, and exclaimed, "Meow~"
The sleep quality of young people is good. One second they are alive and well, and the next second they fall asleep!
