Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 424: Suffering from hardship
Murong Fu said: "I see. But today you broke into the Wanyan tribe without permission, the head of the Wuyasu clan is loyal to the country. The emperor's uncle also mentioned the Wuyasu clan leader many times that day, but today you beat him like this, What’s the point?”

Murong Fu's eyes widened, and the awe-inspiring arrogance of a superior person combined with the strong temperament brought about by his martial arts cultivation frightened the silver medal messenger to the point of trembling all over. Due to the influence of Murong Fu's soul-searching method, this little silver medal messenger already recognized Murong Fu's identity as the Crown Prince of Chu who visited privately incognito. What kind of person is the King of Chu? That was the emperor's uncle personally conferred by the current emperor of Liao Dynasty, which was equivalent to the crown prince. How could this prince of Chu be someone that he, a small silver medal envoy, could afford to offend? And from the tone of the prince's voice, it seems that he has a close affinity with Wanyanbu? Your Majesty also attaches great importance to this Wu Yasu? And just now he actually beat this man half to death!
The silver medal envoy couldn't help but feel a chill rising in his heart, and could only keep emphasizing that this was all a misunderstanding.

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Murong Fu was ready to give up as soon as possible. After all, thousands of men, women, and children from the Wanyan Department couldn't leave here. If something happened to this scumbag Silver Messenger here, these people would be doomed. . Then he waved his hand and said: "If something like this happens again, hum! Now, get out! Don't disturb this... Young Master's interest."

As if he had received an amnesty, the silver envoy couldn't stop thanking him. He twisted his body like a mountain of meat and hurriedly thanked him. He wanted to lead his men to leave this place of right and wrong quickly, but was stunned by Murong Fu's words and came back to the place: "Wait a moment." The silver envoy turned his almost non-existent neck with difficulty, forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and asked: "Do you have any other orders, sir?"

Murong Fu sneered and said, "Do you know how to describe what happened here today?"

The silver envoy hurriedly said: "I know, I know, I won't say a word. No, no, I have never been here before!"

Murong Fu nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, I hope you will remember what you said, otherwise..."

After the silver medal envoy and his group rolled away, Murong Fu noticed the strange expressions on Aguda and others.

Aguda looked complicated and hesitated to speak. Murong Fu said, "If you have anything you want to ask, just say it."

Aguda said: "Murong, so you are the prince of the Khitans?"

Murong Fu laughed and said, "Of course not. Just now he was just trying to pull a tiger's skin to raise a banner. This corrupt official has something in his heart. After being frightened by me, he naturally didn't dare to gamble with his life and fortune."

On the one hand, the Soul-Transferring Technique planted a seed in the heart of the Silver Medal Messenger, causing him to subconsciously believe Murong Fu's hint. And more importantly, this kind of thing cannot be proven at all. Even if it's nine out of ten that it's false, there's still one or two chances that it really happened, which is life-threatening for this guy, and he doesn't dare to bet on it.

Everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when Murong Fu clarified the facts. Yinggejiao panted, patted her chest and said, "It's so dangerous. If it weren't for Young Master today, Wanyan's department would be in danger."

Aguda also praised with admiration: "Murong, you are the most intelligent and courageous warrior I have ever seen."

Murong Fu had no intention of lingering on this topic and asked: "I just heard from the silver medal messenger that the Wanyan tribe's tribute came from other tribes. What's the reason?" After hearing this, Aguda and others fell silent. After being silent for a long time, Aguda sighed heavily, with a look of resentment on his face: "Our Wanyan Department has been enduring this kind of thing for decades, and not just today! The Khitans treat us Jurchens as slaves , as hawks and dogs. They were greedy and lustful. In order to hunt, we Jurchens tried every means to capture Haidongqing. If we couldn't complete the task, we would capture and torture the men in the tribe. Many people lost their lives because of this."

"They set up a market to do business with us Jurchens in name. In fact, they forcefully purchased our Jurchens' products at extremely low prices. A good tiger skin can only be exchanged for a bucket of grain. In order to ensure that our Jurchens would give them everything in full, the Khitans also sent so-called silver envoys. Most of those guys who killed a thousand swords were as greedy and lustful as the fat pig just now. When they arrived in the Jurchen tribe Just like one emperor after another, he drives the young and the strong, whips the old and the young, and seizes women!"

When Aguda said this, the look of resentment on his face was undisguised, and Wu Qimai and others were also silent.

Aguda said: "We Jurchens are born warriors born in the white mountains and black waters. It's a pity that we are scattered. If we unite and resist the tyrannical rule of the Khitans, we will definitely overthrow them! Why should we crawl at their feet?"

Wu Yashu was frightened when he heard that his brother was becoming more and more bold. He hurriedly reprimanded: "Aguda, shut up. Do you know what you are talking about?"

Being scolded by his brother, Aguda became even more excited: "Brother! Of course I know what I'm talking about! Am I wrong in what I said? Have you forgotten how my sister-in-law died? He even wanted to destroy that fat pig Our little sister, had it not been for Murong today, our little sister would have suffered the same fate as our elder sister-in-law, have you forgotten all this?"

Wu Yashu was silent. His brother's words obviously aroused his painful memories that had been buried for a long time. He squatted down slowly, and after a long time he muttered: "But, what can we do? Hasn't it always been like this for a hundred years? ?"

Murong Fu listened quietly to the argument between the two Aguda brothers. When both of them were silent, Murong Fu spoke up at the right time: "Of course there is a way. Nothing is impossible in this world. Twenty years , it only takes twenty years for the Jurchens to defeat the Khitans and drive them into the desert."

Aguda and others suddenly stood up: "What did you say?"

Murong Fu said: "I said that in another twenty years, the Liao Kingdom will be defeated by the Jurchens. At that time, you can all take revenge."

Aguda and others had doubts on their faces, obviously they couldn't believe what Murong Fu said, but there was a hint of excitement in their doubts: "Murong, is there any basis for what you said?"

Murong Fu said: "You can do a lot of things in twenty years! More than a thousand years ago, there was a king in Han Dynasty. He was defeated by his enemies and suffered great humiliation. However, he only took twenty years. Then he destroyed his enemy. He hung a piece of gall on the beam and tasted it every day before eating to remind himself not to forget the shame of defeat. He slept on a pile of firewood every day and lived like this for twenty years. . This is the story that people in the Central Plains often tell about lying on their backs and tasting their courage."

(End of this chapter)