Time passed by, and Murong Fu stayed at home for more than a year.
A pair of children, Murong Ning and Murong Yan, will be one year old in a few days. According to the custom in Suzhou, relatives and friends from all over the world are invited to gather together for the two children's full moon wine, and a wedding ceremony is held for the children.
The so-called "Zhou Zhou Gift" is simple to say. When the child turns one year old, a variety of objects are placed in front of the child for the child to grab. Generally speaking, these objects range from pens, inks, paper and inkstones to knives and guns.
Swords, halberds, makeup, hairpins, and skirts are all included. People think that what a child picks indicates the future direction of the child's life. Usually, there are special people who say some auspicious words, such as
If a child catches a pen, he or she will say, "This child will definitely win the first prize in the future." If a child catches a knife, he or she will say, "This child will definitely become a general in the future." In fact, let alone one year old.
Few children, even adults, can know what they will achieve in the future. They just take this opportunity to gather with relatives and friends to talk about luck and good luck.
In the past few years, Murong Fu has been running around in the martial arts world. While his skills have greatly improved, he has vaguely begun to command the heroes and become the leader in the martial arts world. As soon as the Murong family's posts were spread, almost everyone in the martial arts world had a slight reputation.
Everyone is proud to come to Yanziwu to ask for a glass of water and wine. Over the past few days, inns large and small in Gusu City have increased their prices, but demand still exceeds supply.
In the crowd, a man with a rough look opened his chest and exposed his strong chest. He drank heavily and boasted loudly: "I, Qi Liu, are not bragging. When it comes to swordsmanship, in this land of Jiangnan, I, Qi Liu, can be called the number one swordsman."
three."
The audience gathered around and booed loudly when they heard the man boasting like this: "Come on, Qi Laoliu. Your swordsmanship might still be considered good in the Huainan area, but it won't count beyond the Huaihe River."
.How dare you claim to be the third in Jiangnan when Master Murong of Jiangnan is in front of you?"
Qi Liu laughed and said: "Who in the world doesn't know that the Murong family has a reputation for repaying others with their own methods? Especially the head of the Murong family of this generation, Mr. Murong Fu, is outstanding. I heard from friends in the Taoist circles that his martial arts
I am afraid that he has surpassed Murong Longcheng Gong back then. He is also unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness. He has always been just a point of attack when fighting others.
So far, he has never hurt anyone. After fighting with others, he often teaches the opponent's martial arts methods. Although the person who fights against him is defeated and unable to fight, he always benefits a lot. He only fought against Mr. Murong once and beat him.
I have been practicing hard for ten years. If I am lucky enough to fight Master Murong once, I will dare to claim to be the second in Jiangnan!"
The crowd suddenly burst into laughter.
Another man who looked like a white-faced scholar touched the goatee on his chin, shook his head and said: "Who says it's not the case? In this martial arts world, of all the sects, which one is not a master of the same sect? Let alone different sects, they are all masters of the same sect.
Sometimes between brothers, between master and disciple
Everyone has to hide their secrets at all times. Often the kung fu of a particular sect is not fully passed down after a few generations. Mr. Murong is a great benevolent and righteous man. Not only does he give essential advice without reservation, but he also often gives away secret books from his family to visitors.
Who in this world can match Wu Tianxia's ambition?"
"You can say a thousand words, and the truth is ten thousand. After all, people have mastered the mystical skills, learned from hundreds of schools of thought, and picked them up at their fingertips, so they have a broad mind. It's not like some sects, which obviously rely on absorbing martial arts from other schools, but they talk arrogantly.
Why are you bragging? All the martial arts in the world come from your own family. Relying on your great power, your threshold is almost as high as the sky. It’s ridiculous, it’s ridiculous.”
Everyone laughed, knowing that the white-faced scholar was belittling the Shaolin sect, but they didn't point it out.
I don’t know since when, many rumors that are very unfavorable to Shaolin began to appear in the world. It is unclear who originally spread the rumors. Some say that the current Shaolin abbot Xuanci inherited the throne through improper means.
Some people who hold the position of abbot say that the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin are just in vain. What is even more shocking is that when Shaolin abbot Xuanci had an affair with a peasant girl and gave birth to an illegitimate child when he was young, he later stole the child away in order to cover up his actions.
These things are real and fake, fake and fake, and no one has the heart to distinguish the real from the fake. But such a hot topic is as attractive to these people in the world as the smell of fish is to flies. Shaolin initially tried to
After finding out the source of the rumors, there were too many, so I had to let them go and let them run their course.
At a table far away from the crowd, there were several people of different ages dressed as merchants. Although it was already March and Jiangnan was not too cold, these people still wore felt hats and wrapped their heads tightly.
One of the bearded merchants in Tsing Yi stood up angrily after hearing the crowd's wanton ridicule. An old man in gray robes next to him grabbed his wrist, pulled him down, and shouted in a low voice: "Hui
Zen, sit down!”
The bearded merchant was scolded by the old man, and the big hand holding his wrist was as strong as an iron hook, making him unable to break free. He had to sit down angrily and whispered: "Master Abbot, Murong Fu has gone too far. Not only did he slander the abbot,
The clearing of the master’s name has also slandered the centuries-old reputation of our Shaolin Temple!”
The old man in gray robe sighed in a low voice, with a hint of decadence in his tone: "The pure will be pure by themselves, and the turbid will be turbid by themselves. Some people have to say it, but let him go on his own."
This person is none other than Xuanci, the current abbot of Shaolin, and Huichen, his direct disciple.
Hui Chan said: "No matter what, I must ask Murong Fu for an explanation this time. We can't let him talk nonsense like this. Speaking of which, Uncle Xuanbei's passing away has something to do with this guy. I will do this again this time.
as a means."
Xuanci sighed in his heart: He was the only one who knew it best, because he had a ghost in his heart.
He knew very well what the purpose of Murong Fu's move was to force Shaolin intolerable and end up facing Yanziwu.
However, he also knew very well that the current Shaolin had nothing to do with the current Murong Fu. Not to mention that Murong Fu's martial arts had been completely transformed, and even the forces under his command were no longer something that the current Shaolin could contend with.
He now wondered whether father and son Murong Bo and Murong Fu had secretly joined forces to coerce Shaolin and tie him to the Murong family's chariot.
If he was magnanimous in his heart, the troops would naturally come to cover up the water and the earth, but the opponent really found out about him. Therefore, he came to Suzhou in person this time, firstly to explore the opponent's tone, and secondly, he had no choice but to do it for Shaolin.
He decided to give in privately.
Xuanci couldn't help but lament in his heart: What a difference in thought, alas, what a difference in thought.