As we all know, for some people, the New Year’s Day is the fastest time.
Of course, for people who are not doing well, it is really like a year.
Time passes like water, and the Qingming Festival comes again.
Murong Family Ancestral Hall.
When the festival came, Murong Fu took Le Ye to burn incense in the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors.
Some people may feel that burning paper money and burning incense may not be received by their ancestors, which is a thankless task.
But for an adult man, this day may be his rare opportunity to be a child again.
Kneeling on the futon, Murong Fu faced Murong Bo's memorial tablet, burning paper while talking about recent past events and his plans for the future.
Another year passed and he was already seventeen years old.
According to local customs in Suzhou, he should also marry a wife to continue the Murong family lineage.
Moreover, as he practiced for a long time, understood the world, his body and soul became stronger, and his control over himself became more refined, he found that his interest in women became less and less.
If martial arts continued to advance at such a rapid rate, he couldn't imagine. When the time came that he was no longer interested in girls, would the Murong family be extinct?
Then how can I have the dignity to go see my father?
So the question is, should you marry your cousin or the legitimate daughter of a wealthy family in Suzhou?
While the scavenger was deep in thought, the little yellow cat was bored and ran around in the ancestral hall. Sometimes it ate the tributes, and sometimes it scurried between the memorial tablets.
With his status, who in the world is worthy of him?
Miao Le accidentally glanced at the top of the tablets. Miao Le seemed to have discovered something extraordinary. He took a closer look and was stunned.
【Tmall, Miao Le.】
this????
Seeing Mr. Le in a daze in front of his memorial tablet, Murong Fu smiled and said: "Master Le, how are you? Are you satisfied?"
With your status, ability, and contribution to my Murong family.
I, Murong Fu, will respect you as my ancestor from now on! As long as there is one person left in my Murong family, you will be the god of my Murong family!"
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The little yellow cat fell into deep thought. If you think about it this way, wouldn't he have many descendants to take care of?
Blood loss!
"Oh, by the way, Mr. Le, let me introduce to you. The tablets on the tablets are all the martyrs of the Murong family. The first of them, Murong Huang, was the Taizu who founded Dayan. The second one..." who was introducing enthusiastically.
Murong Fu suddenly got stuck.
After thinking for a while, Murong Fu remembered that every time he used to perform sacrifices, his father would only introduce one of his ancestors to him, and that his grandfather Murong Longcheng was the world's best master, and he didn't say much else.
So here comes the question, I don’t know my identity, I don’t know how to shout, how do I divide the paper money?
"Dad, my child is unfilial, and I don't know the seniority of my ancestors. In this case, I will burn some more paper money, and you can help the ancestors share it down below!" Murong Fu suddenly said with a bitter face.
Little yellow cat:???
With such a filial descendant of the Murong family, I believe those ancestors will definitely be able to smile, right?
After thinking about it for a while, Murong Fu was still a little worried.
My father was an unreliable man who always wanted to cause chaos in the world, but he died suddenly without explaining anything, even if he couldn't divide the money properly.
And depending on the situation in the past, the father may not be able to remember his ancestors, and he may even be beaten when dividing money.
After thinking about it, Murong Fu simply took out the family tree from a box and began to introduce it.
"Master Le, look, these are the ancestors of my Murong family. If you have connections down there, or if you have business, you can let them do the work.
After this person passes away, he should not die again, and he should be able to help you all the time without taking a break."
Miao Le:......
After a moment of silence, Miao Le took a curious look at the family tree. On the first page, at the very top, Miao Le's name was clearly written on it, and it was written in red pen.
The most important thing is that the font is so big and thick that it takes up most of the day and puts everyone under it.
After looking at the genealogy and then at Murong Fu, Miao Le tilted his head and fell into deep thought.
Reborn as a cat, do I become an ancestor?
…
Yanziwu, outside, on the shore of Taihu Lake.
In the open space, Abi was instructing the craftsmen to build a simple pavilion with a fence around it, and then moved the weapon racks from Yanziwu one by one.
According to the young master's instructions, her skills have improved over the past six months, and the training ground in the dock has become a bit unwieldy, so she was asked to build a simpler one on the shore.
Otherwise, every new training ground would be a huge expense for the Murong family.
After a while, Deng Baichuan came over because he had something to do. When he saw Abi moving the weapon rack back and forth, he quickly stepped forward.
"Miss Abi, how can you do such a rough job? Where are the servants? Leave it alone, I'll do it!" Deng Baichuan said proudly.
Abi wiped the sweat from her forehead: "These weapons are the magical weapons collected by the Murong family for generations. I don't dare to let those sloppy servants carry them. It's better to make them myself."
"Haha, Miss Abi, I feel relieved that the young master has you at his service!" Deng Baichuan complimented, then he grabbed the weapon stand with both hands and lifted it up.
like a statue.
Um?
After a moment of silence, Deng Baichuan raised his energy and strength, and then lifted it again.
Um?
Looking at the still motionless weapon rack in front of him, and then seeing Abi grabbing one in each hand not far away, as easily as carrying cotton, Deng Baichuan was dumbfounded.
It’s weird, this is it!
Only then did he look at the things on his weapon rack. Well, Fang Tian's painted halberd weighed more than a hundred kilograms, the large pendulum weighed more than three hundred kilograms, and the broadsword weighed more than eighty kilograms. All of them weighed more than a thousand kilograms at random.
Deng Baichuan was relieved.
It's not my fault, this weapon rack should have been moved here by the servants.
"Miss Abi, it's inconvenient for you to take two. Come on, give me one." Deng Baichuan went over and greeted her.
"Hmm, okay~" Abi happily handed one over. This weapon rack is really heavy.
Deng Baichuan took it casually, and then, bang~ his body sank, and he knelt down and kowtowed.
Abi:......
Deng Baichuan on the ground was confused. What happened?
Could it be that I and my wife were in and out seven times last night, so I am too weak today? No, I drank black-bone chicken soup as soon as I got up in the morning!
Abi covered her mouth with her little hand, quickly put the weapon rack aside, and helped him up: "Brother Deng, what's wrong with you?"
Deng Baichuan was silent, how could a man say he was weak?
"I'm not in a good state today, I'm tired!" Deng Baichuan said calmly.
Abi blinked: "Oh~"
Facing the girl's pure eyes, Deng Baichuan blushed a little, but he picked up the weapon on the weapons rack on the ground, pondered for a moment, and was overjoyed.
It's not his problem!
Then I began to doubt life, why is Miss Abi so strong?
"Abi, how strong are you?" Deng Baichuan was greatly confused.
Abi suddenly realized, a little shy: "I don't know. Ever since I practiced that strange Kung Fu with Mr. Le, serving him food, drinking, having fun, bathing and massaging him every day, my strength has become stronger and stronger. Last time, I was shocked by Mr. Le."
Woolen cloth."
Deng Baichuan was silent. If he had the strength to move sacks on the pier, wouldn't he be able to earn as much as a month in one day?
No, if you are marching and fighting, wearing heavy armor, wouldn't you be like Xiang Yu and be defeated by ten thousand enemies?
He looked up and down at Abi Guliang. She had a slim figure, fair skin, and a pretty face.
Deng Baichuan couldn't figure out why such a body could have such great power.
Three thousand pounds?
Recalling that his brothers had teased Miss Abi, Deng Baichuan had already imagined what might happen in the future.
I was accidentally slapped by Miss Abi, who didn't know how powerful she was, so hard that it hit the wall and I couldn't even pull it off.
So scary!
After being frightened for a while, Deng Baichuan suddenly thought of another important thing. His face was full of confusion, he rubbed his hands and asked sheepishly: "Miss Abi, can I...can I learn your physical exercise?"
"Of course!" Abi said matter-of-factly: "Young master has already said that as long as it is the Murong family's martial arts, you can exchange it with contribution points. I will make a list of the contribution points in two days, and you can exchange it.
."
Deng Baichuan was overjoyed, he was worthy of being a young master, he kept his word.
"Miss Abi, what preparations should I make?"
Abi thought for a while: "This Kung Fu is very demanding on the body, and the cross is the simplest form among them."
Deng Baichuan was stunned. Is it the easiest thing to do the cross? Think about it, if he puts his old bones into this posture, it is too difficult, not to mention shameful, isn't it?
After hesitating for a moment, Deng Baichuan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll go back and prepare now!"
Anyway, he already has a son and a daughter, so he is practicing for his peerless martial arts!
"Oh, by the way, Brother Deng, everyone's progress in practicing this martial arts is different. For example, Young Master is much slower than me. I don't know why." Abi scratched her head, her delicate face was very confused.
You should know that she only practices for a while every time when she is playing with Mr. Le. Apart from making decisions on matters, Mr. Master spends most of his time practicing.
Deng Baichuan was stunned, is there such a thing?
If this kills the second brother, wouldn’t he lose blood before he can practice it?
Doesn’t the effect of this Kung Fu also depend on whether the person’s parents look good or not?
What the hell kind of kung fu is this!
After hesitating for a moment, Deng Baichuan changed the topic: "Miss Abi, where is the young master? A'Zhu has found important information and I want to report it."
This rubbish kung fu actually discriminates against people with ordinary looks, so it’s okay not to practice it.
…
After staying in the ancestral hall for half a day, Murong Fu suddenly thought and his internal energy shook. After removing all the ashes from his body and the tiredness in his eyes, he stood up.
The boy once again regained his calm expression.
As a superior, any negative emotions will only hinder your progress.
After going out, Deng Baichuan was standing respectfully at the door, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Baichuan, what's the matter?"
Deng Baichuan was shocked. He was known as the best palmist in the south of the Yangtze River. He had profound internal strength and sensitive senses. When did the young master come to him?
"Master, Miss A'Zhu has collected important information."
"explain."
"We quickly sold off all our properties in other places, and the large amount of money obtained by the shrinking forces aroused the covetousness of some interested people. Some people entered Suzhou and kept asking about the location of our Yanziwu.
In addition, a new restaurant has opened opposite our Guiyan Building, and it has been doing business with us. They lower the price of our dishes by 10%, which seems to be specifically targeting our Murong family."
Murong Fu frowned.
Sure enough, in this river and lake, the trees want to be quiet but the wind is not stopping. If you want to be stable, you can only be ruthless.
"Have you found out who is targeting us? Is it the same company that does business with Taiwan?"
Deng Baichuan quickly replied: "It's not just one family, it's a group of small robbers who want to steal the money. They should have gotten some clues from the traces of the vehicles we used to transport the money.
As for the restaurant, A'Zhu has seen the restaurant owner go in and out of the Suzhou Fan family."
"Fan family?" Murong Fu took two steps forward: "Could it be Fan Zhongyan, Fan Xiang, Wen Zhenggong, that Fan family?"
"yes."
"Be worried about the world's worries first, and be happy after the world's happiness. Are these descendants of this generation? Haha, there is something interesting~" Murong Fu chuckled lightly and continued to walk back.
"I will go out to take a look tomorrow to let the world know that although my father has passed away, my Murong family has not collapsed."
"yes!"
Looking at the young master's back, Deng Baichuan's heart surged.
Master Murong passed away suddenly, and everyone in the Murong family was in panic. However, in the past year, everyone seems to have returned to the way they were before.
The Murong clan will be great again!
…
The next day, on the outskirts of Suzhou, near Wumingshan Road.
A group of people were crawling in the jungle next to the mountain road, each wearing strong clothes and holding sharp swords.
"Brother, do you think the Murong family's purchasing team will be here today?"
The skinny eldest brother, with a scar on his face, was full of confidence: "Don't worry, we have observed and summarized four or five times. The Murong family goes shopping once in the beginning or the middle of every month, and it is led by the girl named Abi.
Foolproof!"
The subordinate thought of Miss Abi's appearance and figure, and swallowed hard: "Hey, boss, when we catch Miss Abi and ask for the route out of Yanziwu, can we give our brothers some pleasure?"
The eldest brother chuckled, showing a look that every man knows.
"When I finish playing, the brothers will take turns."
"Hey hey hey~ You're going through fire and water, big brother!" His subordinates suddenly let out lewd laughter.
"Hey, boss, it is said that Miss Abi is a maid of the Murong family, and all those young masters are having fun with her. You are well-informed, can you tell me whether Abi is still a young girl?" the subordinate asked curiously.
"It must be Hina!" the eldest brother said firmly.
The subordinate was surprised: "Boss, how did you figure it out?"
"It's very simple. The secret here is just two words!" The elder brother raised his eyebrows and explained.
The subordinates were stunned for a moment, then extended their thumbs: "Wonderful! You are indeed a big brother."
"诱辘,诱辘~" the sound of carriages and horses gradually came from the distance.
The dozen or so robbers immediately lowered themselves down, fearing to arouse the enemy.
This time, Abi, they are determined to win!
A few of them even prepared a few tiger and wolf pills with them. It was obvious that they had made more preparations this time than most people imagined.
"Crash!" Several fast horses led the way, with a handsome nobleman and two young ladies who looked like ladies sitting on them.
The moment the eldest brother saw your young master, he was shocked. There was such a handsome man in this time?
hateful!
Moreover, the girl in white next to her is even more beautiful than Miss Abi. Is this a fairy?
"Made, brothers, come on!" The eldest brother's face turned red with excitement. He took the lead and rushed forward with a knife.
Having been in the world for several years, as long as he is not a senior master, he has nothing to fear.
