On the outskirts of Suzhou, on the shore of Taihu Lake.
A huge building boat stands on the lake, decorated with red cloth and red lanterns, which is very festive.
The big ship was still some distance away from the shore, so a road was built with redwood specially made for cabinets. At the intersection, Chen Fei was holding his head high, checking the passing guests.
Murong Fu did not plan to hold a grand wedding, and only invited some familiar guests. But now that the news has spread, many gangsters and aristocratic families want to see the world and establish relationships with those big shots.
So Miss Abi specially sent him here, firstly to check and secondly to intimidate.
Anyone who sees the six-foot-tall Tiger King at the intersection and wants to deceive him and cause trouble must consider whether he has the strength or whether he can fill the belly of the Tiger King.
There was a beggar in the distance who wanted to vomit when he looked at Chen Fei's triumphant look. Wasn't he just getting close to the tiger king raised by Murong's family? What's so great about it?
They can do it too!
As the Murong family's external spokesperson, this guy's status has risen with the development of the Murong family.
But those who know him well know that every time there is a fight, this guy will just stand behind the Tiger King and cheer him up, without ever moving his hands. When the Tiger King wins, he will go forward and make sarcastic remarks.
"Hahaha, you are a bunch of rubbish. They dare to do something in front of me and the Tiger King. You are really overestimating your capabilities."
"The Tiger King and I are killing each other!"
"With my help, the Tiger King will be the fourth in the world! Who else?"
…
It's a pity that this guy seems to know that he's a mean-mouthed person, so he has hardly left Tiger King for even half a step, and his wedding room is even next door to Tiger King.
Otherwise, the grass on the graves would be three feet high now.
When Su Shi came over in a sedan chair, he was frightened when he saw the huge tiger.
"Master Su, it's okay. This Tiger King is very well-behaved, and Mr. Murong is getting married today, so he probably won't bite anyone." Fan Zhengping said with a smile from the side.
Su Shi was silent, what does "should" mean? Can I, an old man like me, withstand being yelled at?
After pondering for a while, Su Shi walked over with his hands behind his hands and a look of indifference on his face.
He is a scholar and has great righteousness in his heart. How can he be afraid?
When Chen Fei saw the person coming, his eyes lit up and he shouted: "Zhizhou Zhizhou, Mr. Su is here!"
Su Shi narrowed his eyes and saw that this young boy could recognize him. It was obvious that Suzhou was managed by the Murong family.
With such strength, if the Murong family had any objections, it would be a serious problem!
Not long after boarding the ship, Su Shi was led to a private room, and within a moment a male servant served him tea and cakes.
Su Shi picked up the tea bowl, and the fragrance filled his nostrils. He opened the bowl and saw dark green tea leaves floating in the green tea water, like small beads, covered with fine hairs.
As a master of gourmet food, Su Shi had never seen it before. After taking a sip, his mouth was full of fragrance and his tongue was full of fluids.
The four-color snacks include rose pine nut candies, poria soft cakes, emerald sweet cakes, and lotus root flour and ham dumplings. The shapes are exquisite, and each cake seems to be not made to be eaten, but to be enjoyed.
Su Shi couldn't bear it anymore, and he started to taste it after a while.
"Well, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat such delicious food if I am demoted to another place in the future!" Su Shi sighed.
He still knows himself well. With his uncontrollable and outspoken character, he has already offended a large number of people in the court. How long can he stay in this prosperous Suzhou?…
I almost went to Lingnan. I might be demoted to Hainan next time, right?
Those *** dare to do it, but don’t dare to let themselves say it?
No, I am a scholar, so I should be magnanimous and pay attention to the manners of a gentleman.
It’s his mother’s fault!
…
Yanziwu, middle hall.
Fan Zhengping, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, was the master of ceremonies today.
When Murong Fu arrived, holding the two brides with one hand, he shouted loudly: "Dear guests, today is the first month of the year of Yichou (Ox), the day of Yimao.
The red tent has thousands of lanterns, the sea alliance is formed, the same prison is united, the luan and the phoenix sing in harmony
.
The new son-in-law is restored to the Murong Mansion, and the new bride, Prince Yu Yan, will carry on the ancestral aspirations, renew the glorious chapter, dress in fine clothes, and have a wedding ceremony.
Dear relatives, friends, distinguished guests, and visitors.
Murong Mansion, Prince's Mansion, Ming Dynasty Wedding Ceremony, is about to start -!"
"Dang~" the melodious bell rang, and everyone looked at the painting-like figures in the field with different expressions.
There are those who bless you, there are those who are envious and jealous, and there are also those who concentrate on cooking.
"Worship heaven and earth!"
"Two thanks to Gaotang!"
There was only Mrs. Wang in the high hall, looking at the three men and women at her feet. For some reason, Mrs. Wang's heart was ups and downs, and her face was getting colder and colder, but she didn't say anything nonsense.
Nan Jianxian? She's not afraid, she's just grateful for the love she had with Yuyan and her daughter.
The wedding was very fast, and the Murong Mansion did not accept gifts or toasts. Only Bao BuTong came out and said: This banquet, with fine wine, delicious food, singing and dancing, lasted for three days.
There was no host present, and there was constant food and wine, so everyone was no longer restrained and started eating and drinking.
Su Shi also had a mouthful of soup at this moment. They said that the gentry never gets tired of food. He didn't expect that he could taste such delicious food in this martial arts family.
Opposite him sat a little yellow cat, also devouring food.
Can he eat better? His little cat has never lost!
Su Shi was already used to it.
Along the way, he had discovered that the animals in Murong Mansion were quite supernatural. Wasn't the Tiger King and the boy alone at the table over there? There was also the eagle scurrying around.
Eating delicious food and enjoying fine wine, Su Shi suddenly felt like he was in a fairyland.
Could these animals be the kind of monsters found in ancient books and miscellany? This trip was truly bizarre.
"When will the bright moon come out? Ask the sky for wine? Hahahaha~" As he ate, Su Shi even took the wine glass and toasted everywhere, showing no restraint.
He didn't know what kind of wine he drank, but Su Shi felt that he had never been so relaxed in his life.
Fan Zhengping was standing aside with a painter and secretary. The two of them carefully described what Su Shi had done and sent it to his father. This was a rare opportunity to make fun of his colleagues.
The little yellow cat looked at it thoughtfully, and after a while, he ran outside Murong Fu's new house.
Record this thing and write it into a book with illustrations in the future. Some people will definitely like to read it!
The golden needle pricked the core of the peach blossom, and I didn't dare to raise my voice and frowned secretly.
The peach blossoms are flowing away, and there is no other world than this world.
After a while, a voice came from inside.
"Master, you?" Abi was a little confused.
Murong Fu said calmly: "Maybe it's the first time, I'm not in a good condition~"
"Oh~"
After a while.
"I'm tired today, let's do it next time!"….
Miao Le:......
He seems to have strengthened Abi too much~
Seven days later, return to Yan Tower.
Su Shi looked at Murong Fu opposite him, who was like a banished immortal coming to earth. He secretly praised him in his heart and raised his tea cup: "Nan Jianxian, I have long admired your name."
Murong Fu smiled slightly and picked up the tea cup.
On the path of spiritual practice, when he reached his current state, the road ahead was cut off and there was no guidance.
But Le Ye only gave him four words: learn from heaven and earth.
He began to read, and there were many books, but in the vast sea of books, only a few tens or hundreds of articles could resonate with him. Among them were several poems by Su Shi. Reading them was like drinking sweet rain, and it was extremely enjoyable.
Su Shi smiled and said: "Mr. Murong, I don't want to go around in circles with you. I know that you are benevolent and righteous, and you treat your tenants very well. But sometimes the harvest depends on the right time, the right location, and the people.
This year there is a severe drought in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and people are in dire straits. I am here to relieve your worries."
Murong Fu nodded: "Money is like a floating cloud to me. Master Su, just tell me how much you want."
Nowadays, if you want to build a country, you can always be in Yamato, so you have an explanation for the ancestors of the Murong family. As for him now, he just works hard
, to carry on the Murong family lineage.
When you have a baby, it should be a little fun, right?
Recalling the time when his father beat him with sticks and wooden sticks when he was a child, Murong Fu smiled unknowingly.
Su Shi thought for a while and said: "It is easy to have a major epidemic after a severe drought because there are too many casualties and the bodies are not resettled. Therefore, I need sufficient food and medicine."
After that, it will be necessary to use work-for-relief to open rivers, divert water, and dig canals to prevent heavy rains from causing floods in the coming year.
The last step is to let the people rest in peace, which requires seeds, farm tools, cattle, etc."
Murong Fu was stunned: "Master Su, I can do all these things, but how do you want the world to see me and how do the imperial courts see me?"
"Hey~" Su Shi showed an awkward but polite smile.
Didn't he want to get it right in one step?
But think about it, after all, the Murong family is just a family. If they were to reveal everything, not to mention that everyone in the world would regard him as a fool, the imperial court would also be wary.
Murong Fuxian glanced at him, thought for a while and said: "I will convene the chamber of commerce and ask each family to donate. I will take the lead in providing five thousand taels of silver and one thousand shi of food.
In addition, the Chamber of Commerce has opened four porridge stations outside the two major cities of Suzhou and Hangzhou. The porridge is served twice a day. The porridge is quick, but it is mixed with coarse bran and sand, so poor families can eat it.
This should solve your urgent need."
Su Shi was overjoyed: "It's a deal!"
There are about three hundred companies in the chamber of commerce, including gentry, sects, and heroes. In total, they can raise at least hundreds of thousands taels of silver. The most important thing is food, which can't be collected at high prices now.
Those dog thieves, the books have been read into the dog's belly!
"Well, then I'll say goodbye. In half a day, I will ask Xiaofei to send you the corresponding supplies. If Mr. Su has free time later, you can come to my Yanziwu to drink tea, appreciate paintings and flowers." After saying that, Murong Fu stood up.
, go out and drift away.
Looking at the figure disappearing quickly in the sky, Su Shi smacked his lips.
This is when you really drift away.
No wonder Fan Xiaozi said that he would not rebel. He is about to become an immortal. If he were to rebel now, he would have already done what he wanted on the throne...
As expected of the Fan family, Wen Zhenggong and Fan Xiang are full of literary talent and have raised such an outstanding figure!
…
In March in Suzhou, apricot blossoms line the path and green willows hang over the lake.
Two strange people appeared on the suburban road, a monk and a scholar.
The monk kept asking passers-by for the location of "Shenhe Village". But he asked seven or eight people in a row, but no one knew, and he couldn't understand the language, and he kept asking them all.
Neither of them noticed that a sparrow by the tree tilted its head and looked at them, then huffed and spread its wings and flew away.
Half an hour later, in the suburbs, Murong Mansion is stationed.
Chen Fei took out a spiritual pill and fed it to the sparrows, and then sorted out the information in his hand.
[The Tubo Imperial Master Jiumozhi and the Dali Prince Duan Yu came hand in hand to pay homage to the owner of Shenhe Village: Murong Bo.]
Looking at this information, Chen Fei was a little confused.
Didn’t the old village owner Murong die? Did he come to visit the grave? Speaking of which, Qingming Festival is coming soon, and the day is just right.
The two countries of Tubo and Dali were actually just small countries to the current Song Dynasty.
The plateau area where Tubo is located has always been in a chaotic separatist regime, and the relatively stable one is Jisiluo who has occupied the Hehuang River Basin for nearly a hundred years. This Jiumozhi is said to be the Tubo National Preceptor, but in fact his subordinates are almost the same as him.
Dali is located in the southwest, in a corner. The place has high mountains and dense forests, and is infested with insects. It is not suitable for planting, and not many people are willing to go there.
Moreover, Dali said that the Duan family is the head of the family, but in fact, the power has long been controlled by the Gao family. The Duan family has the country but not the power, and the Gao family has the power but no country.
"Did these two guys come to the Murong family to ask for help?" Chen Fei knew the current strength of the Murong family, so he was a little suspicious of their purpose.
Not to mention anything else, with the help of Zhuyuan Dan and Le Ye, he now considers himself to be the best in the world, especially in the light skill of chasing enemies, which is extremely outstanding.
"Master Le, there is a national master and a prince outside looking for trouble. Let's go have some fun?" Chen Fei asked the little yellow cat next to him who was sleeping soundly on top of the Tiger King's head.
The Tiger King was very moved by the king's favor. He was motionless at this moment. When he heard the words of shoveling shit, his tiger's eyes suddenly filled up.
Take the king away quickly! I haven't moved for six hours!
"Shua~" When he heard that he was having fun, the little yellow cat quickly opened his eyes and jumped directly on top of Chen Fei's head.
"Meow~"
rush!
Chen Fei felt relieved now. Although he thought he was safe with the help of the Tiger King, he still had ten concubines, a son, and two daughters at home.
If he died, wouldn't he lose blood?
…
On the shore of Taihu Lake, a young scholar kept making noisy noises. The monk looked solemn and did not show any impatience. At first glance, he was a eminent monk with extraordinary bearing.
"Huh?" Jiumozhi suddenly looked nervously to one side.
Duan Yu also looked over and opened his mouth slightly, startled.
There was actually a man riding a big tiger, which was as tall as a person, and walked slowly towards them. The big tiger was tall and mighty, and its momentum was overwhelming. Duan Yu felt his heart skip a beat with every step he took.
Jiumozhi's eyes were blank and he clasped his hands together: "Amitabha."
Obviously, to him, it is just a tiger that can be killed with just a raise of his hand.
When he came closer, Chen Fei first took a look at Le Ye, who was sleeping huddled on the tiger's head, almost invisible, and felt calm.
"The Tubo Imperial Master, the Crown Prince of Dali, and the Murong clan's first-class retinue: Chen Fei, you have come all the way, why are you looking for the place where we are at Shenhe Village?"
Jiumozhi's eyes lit up and he clasped his hands together: "The young monk is Mr. Murong's best friend in foreign affairs. He came here to pay homage to his old friend's grave to fulfill his old promise. He also hopes to get to know Mr. Murong."
Chen Fei was stunned, he really came to pay homage.
"What about you, Your Majesty?"
Duan Yu was about to speak when Jiumozhi quickly clicked on him and immediately silenced him.
"Amitabha, the young benefactor, the young monk and Mr. Murong were close friends. After hearing the sad news of his death, they came specially from Tubo to pay homage to his tomb.
Moreover, the young monk made an appointment with Mr. Murong during his lifetime to obtain the sword manual of the Duan Family’s Six Meridians Divine Sword in Dali and give it to Mr. Murong for inspection. If this promise is not fulfilled, the young monk feels guilty."
Today, the Murong family's martial arts are divided into four levels by Murong Fu: not good enough, acceptable, ordinary, first-class, top-notch, and unparalleled in the world.
And this "Six Meridians Divine Sword" is on the same level as the Murong family's secret skills "Dou Zhuan Xing Yuan" and "Shenzhen Zhi", and it is among the top martial arts.
As for the most powerful people in the world, there is only one "Fuck Yuan-Building Pill Body Refining Technique" for the time being.
Well, the name is very strange, I don’t know who named it.
