Chapter 44 The greater the ability, the rewards are not limited
"please!"
Huang Shang and Murong Fu were sitting and drinking together, and they accepted his apology and became good friends.
Murong Fu killed Wei Jiu on the spot and had no intention of hiding it. At this time, his sword eyebrows were raised, his eyes were shining, and he came towards him: "Yueguan, I know that you and those people come from the same place, I don't care what you think
What do you want to get, but if you dare to hurt the young master and harm the Song Dynasty that the young master protects, I will kill you without mercy!"
The protective heart can still be sharp and razor-sharp!
Looking at reincarnation from Murong Fu's perspective, it is actually correct.
If a reincarnation person approaches Huang Shang, it is natural that he has bad intentions.
The contract of good deeds is considered good, but the contract of evil deeds is even more insane. The purpose is to defraud the body and the whole person, and there are countless other defrauding money and sex.
At that time, Xu Fengwuque and others were very powerful, but Murong Fu was still a little book boy. But now he is one of the best masters in the world. How can he allow the reincarnator to act recklessly again?
Huang Shang made a promise: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to hurt my husband!"
Murong Fu drank the wine in one gulp: "Remember your words!"
Huang Shang found it quite interesting.
The status of the clone in the plot is too high, and many things cannot be seen. The main body is new to the world, looking at the Song Dynasty from a different angle, and looking at the people around him, there is a new kind of novelty.
Murong Fu followed him when he was eleven years old, and now he is thirty-six years old, twenty-five years have passed.
The life of the clone was unpretentious and boring. Not many people could endure it, but Murong Fu got used to it and it became natural.
The mind is like still water, changing imperceptibly.
Some of the initial thoughts have been gradually put aside.
Another key point in this is that Murong Bo did not exert any influence.
If Murong Bo has been secretly urging Murong Fu to seize power and restore Dayan, then there is no use of subtle influence, only direct education.
Thanks to the help of the puppet master, Murong Bo is still traveling around the world, implementing his ideals of a political strategist, dividing all regions except the Song Dynasty, and making them fight fiercely. Murong Fu lost his father's influence and devoted himself wholeheartedly to related affairs.
In the government's business.
In this case, Huang Shang also hoped that Murong Fu would have a good ending: "Since my husband wants you to lead the Jianghu forces in the Flying Tiger Army, why don't you take it?"
Murong Fu shook his head: "I don't want to go back to the world. I just want to live a peaceful life, follow the footsteps of the young master, and pursue the unity of nature and man!"
As early as that year, Murong of Gusu became a scholar of imperial officials, which was widely circulated in the world.
At first, people in the world laughed at him, but soon they stopped laughing and burst into tears.
In fact, Huang Shang did not deliberately suppress the martial arts forces, but as the strength of the imperial court increased, one ebbed and the other increased, and changes occurred naturally.
The bohemian and free-loving life is gone forever. Many martial arts people who claim to be heroes do not want to abide by the law. As always, the result is that they are shot on the spot by the well-trained Imperial Army with divine arm bows, or they are put on the wanted list and never again.
Those who dare to set foot in prosperous counties can only wander in the wilderness.
In this way, when the restraint is like a tight curse on the head, people in the martial arts finally realize that times have changed.
Twenty years later, when the Song Dynasty became stronger and stronger, the martial arts people became more submissive and were willing to unite under the government led by Huang Shang to protect the country.
When I look at Gusu Murong again, I change from ridicule to envy.
Yesterday you were indifferent to me, but today I am putting you beyond your reach.
Now the world is really struggling to recruit An Jiu. Once the Flying Tiger Army comes out, all the major martial arts sects will of course enthusiastically sign up.
Therefore, the Flying Tiger Army is divided into two parts, one is martial arts people, and the other is reincarnation strangers.
As the Prime Minister, Huang Shang's clone could not condescend to command the Jianghuzi personally. Murong Fu was the best choice and an opportunity for him to make contributions.
Unexpectedly, Murong Fu was unwilling.
After what happened with Wei Jiu, he would rather be a little bookboy and housekeeper beside the young master than go out and show off.
Huang Shang looked at the wine in the glass and felt for the first time that his personality charm was too strong and sometimes it was not good.
It seems that those with body abilities need to work harder.
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A few days later.
Thirty-six reservists of the Flying Tiger Army finally gathered at the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Originally, thirty-six people were recruited, and including Huang Shang himself, there were thirty-seven people in total.
Wei Jiu unfortunately passed away and returned to thirty-six people.
Among these people, most of them are reincarnators entering the Prime Minister's Mansion for the first time.
When they felt the effect of the heavenly paradise, an incredible look appeared on their brows.
Some people are thoughtful, some are excited and looking forward to it, and some people can't wait to stay here and not leave.
But obviously, even those who were unruly and unruly in the past would not dare to be the least bit arrogant here.
Even when they came to the martial arts training ground in the backyard, they stood in rows and straightened their waists.
At first glance, he looks like a little model soldier in military training.
They didn't wait long.
After a while, I heard the rustling of the bamboo forest, and a breeze blew from the forest. Wearing yellow wooden hairpin shoes and a Taoist robe, I walked slowly towards him. Murong Fu followed him three steps behind.
Many civil servants in this world like to wear Taoist robes at home. They are not becoming monks or admiring Taoism. They just like the demeanor of being a monk.
But how can those people have the demeanor to follow nature and to be in harmony with nature and man?
It's just a layer of skin.
Only Huang Shang's avatar, after more than 20 years of pure and ascetic practice, has a gentle and jade-like face, just like when he was young, without any change, and there is nothing compelling about his temperament. Looking at it is like a clear water, simple and simple.
It is simple, but it can wash away the filth in the world.
The universe depends on the hands, and everything is born from the heart.
"Hello Mr. Huang!"
When the reincarnators saw him, they quickly clasped their fists, cupped their hands, and some even made a ninety-degree bow.
Huang Shang opened his mouth to encourage him.
It is nothing more than serving the Song Dynasty and serving the country and the people.
But this kind of routine that usually makes people sleepy, at this time, every reincarnation person is attentive and listens very seriously.
Because at this moment, they received the task prompt:
"Side mission: As a member of the Song Dynasty's Flying Tiger Army, participate in the campaign to conquer Xixia and do your best."
"Based on the individual's impact on the war, mission rewards will be distributed on a monthly basis."
"Minimum reward: 100 reincarnation points, white contract power*1."
"Highest reward: no limit."
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Everyone looked up at the task and looked more or less happy.
The rewards for this mission are really generous.
It may seem that one month's profit is not much, but don't forget that a war will take at least half a year from its outbreak to its end, and it is normal for it to last for several years.
Even if the Song Dynasty had an advantage in terms of national strength and military strength, the war to destroy the country would have to last at least a year, right?
Twelve months, that is the power of at least a thousand reincarnation points and twelve white contracts!
What's more, this is the basic income. As long as the reincarnator makes achievements, there will definitely be more rewards!
As for the highest reward, everyone present was self-aware and didn't think much about it.
Only Huang Shang's eyes lit up slightly.
For a reincarnator, there is an upper limit to death.
But the main temple is different!
Look at how generous this term is, there is no limit!
In the first battle of the rise of the main temple, perhaps it fell on these two words.