I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 78

Murong Fu looked at Yang Gui, suddenly realized in his heart.

"Ah, that's right. Although this man is a little arrogant, he has a silly temper and strong martial arts. If I step over him, I will breathe out a bad breath, but is it not worth the loss to make enemies for no reason? We should turn enemies into friends, so that we can give more help to the great cause of the restoration of the country."

"Old Yang, I understand!"

Murong Fu looked at Yang Gui, his eyes were full of gratitude.

Yang Gui was holding up his fan to shade the sun, his eyes were blinded by the sun, and suddenly he saw Murong Fu roar, looking at him with gratitude in his eyes.

No, what do you know?Let's say you are not afraid of glaucoma if you open your eyes so big in such a bright sun?
Forget it, think about the people of the Xiaoyao School who can even change their eyeballs, it can be said that they are the most mysterious school of Chinese medicine in Jin Yong's universe, and glaucoma is no big deal.

Murong Fu stretched out his hand to pull Zhu Wenlong who was lying on the ground, Yang Gui covered his face with a fan and planned to go back to the house quickly, and was walking forward, when suddenly a hand stretched out from a strange angle, just happened to be trampled under his foot.

"Ow!"

There was another miserable scream.

The onlookers around ran even faster.

"Ouch, don't move, Lao Zhu, you idiot, your fingers are as thick as carrots, it hurts me when you poke them!"

Poor Murong Fu, the moment Yang Gui stepped on him, even the stars moved away.Helplessly, Yang Gui's internal strength is too strong, and when he encounters resistance, he will naturally counterattack, stepping on it with one foot, breaking gold and cracking rocks.

Those who were trampled by Murong Fu turned into Namekian colors.

Fortunately, Zhu Wenlong interpreted his actions as "protection". After all, this stupid and crude Shandong man still followed Murong Fu's men.

At this time, he was about to apply medicine to Murong Fu, but his clumsy hand poked it, and the ointment was not applied, causing tons of damage to Murong Fu's palm.

"You... you should back off first." Murong Fu still decided to apply the ointment by himself.

Taking Zhu Wenlong was not without advantages. Although he was not very clever, always doing bad things, and still very abstract, he still had eight subordinates in Hebei that he could command.

I, the future emperor of the Great Yan Empire, I also want to save face, okay?

As for the low intelligence, let's just say low. Bao Different's intelligence is not much higher than Zhu Wenlong's, and in terms of martial arts, Zhu Wenlong is even better than Bao Different.

Yang Gui and Murong Fu stayed in Hebei for two or three months.

Chai He acted quickly, and the first batch of 8000 taels of gold was soon in hand.Murong Fu was overjoyed, and activated his father's back-up team to move in the north. According to Yang Gui's strategy, he established a base camp in Daming Mansion.

"We must dig a few more tunnels. Let me tell you, one is to be strong, and the other is to extend in all directions to ensure ventilation and prevent water seepage. Do you understand?"

In the "Zhujiazhuang" in Daming Mansion, Yang Guizheng on the construction site yelled and directed Murong's secret guards to dig a tunnel with his inner strength.

That's right, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles, the nominal owner of the headquarters of Daming Mansion is Zhu Wenlong. After all, what they are going to do next is all about losing their heads.

"Old Yang, is it necessary to dig so many tunnels?" Murong Fu grew up in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. He has seen a lot of streams and waterways extending in all directions, but he is very unfamiliar with tunnels in dry land.

"You know a fart, let me tell you, in this land, the most important thing is authenticity!" Yang Gui swung around with one arm, "Our boss's famous mansion is called authenticity, and that is beauty!"

Wang Baobao directly called the expert.

With the money given by Chai He, Murong Fu formed a cavalry team with his own hidden guards, snatched the business from Lu Junyi and Zengtou City in advance, and became the godfather of Hebei's underworld.Monopoly transactions with Khitan, Jurchen, Mongolia and other foreign races outside Great Wall.

On the one hand, it smuggled the export of salt and iron, armor, weapons and equipment from the Song Dynasty, and on the other hand, it exchanged a large number of horses, ginseng, Dongzhu, fur, sea Dongqing, etc. from the north.

This business is not so easy to do, but relying on 8000 taels of gold to open the way, and the Murong family's secret guards and Murong Fu himself's extreme inability to guarantee, finally opened a hole.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, but if you can get the beginning right, your business will grow bigger and bigger in the future.

Officials from the Liao and Song Dynasties have already managed their affairs up and down, and at the same time, the strength of Murong's dark guards has gradually increased.

As we all know, the arms dealers who smuggle arms are the strongest armed forces themselves.They traded at the border, and the best armor, swords, bows and horses were kept by themselves.In just over two months, Zhujiazhuang even had two bed crossbows.

If this was exposed, it would be enough for the Murong family to confiscate and exterminate the entire family.

Of course, Murong Fu himself didn't care, after all his family has been conspiring to rebel for hundreds of years.

But we still need to make preparations. The loyalty of the secret guards is still trustworthy at present, but it will eventually grow stronger with development. In the future, it will be uncertain whether spies will sneak in. It is necessary to dig these tunnels that they don't even know where they lead.

Murong Fu looked at the team with bright armor, cold blades, and majestic horses, and he couldn't help feeling a sense of pride in his heart that he had never felt before.He realized at this moment that this is called rebellion, this is called restoration of the country, and several generations of his ancestors, including that big fool Murong Longcheng, have done some shit.

The trust and dependence on Yang Gui in my heart can no longer be increased.

"My lord, my lord."

Zhu Wenlong trotted in all the way, holding a name card in his hand.

"My lord, Master Xue spread out hero posts in Juxian Village, calling for heroes from all over the world to punish the patricide butcher, the former leader of the Beggar Clan and the great Khitan traitor Qiao Feng who committed countless tragedies."

Murong Fu took a look at the hero post, then turned to look at Yang Gui: "Old Yang, this is a good opportunity, let's kill Xiao Feng, and the reputation in the world will increase a lot."

"Hey, idiot, the way to be a king is balance, and you forgot?" Yang Gui casually dropped the post and said, "You have to let the people below fight and weaken each other, so that you can control them, and your opinion is the most important. If you let one side grow bigger, do you want to be forced to abdicate in the future?"

"I remember, but Mr. Yang, since Qiao Feng's identity as a Khitan was exposed a few months ago, he was forced to quit the Beggar Clan, killed his adoptive parents, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, master Xuan Ku, his mentor, and stole the Shaolin Town School's magical power Yi Jin Jing, and committed countless major crimes.

Murong Fu was not as stupid as he imagined. He looked stupid before but he didn't know enough. Now that he has been taught by Yang Gui for so long, he also has his own opinion: "If we help Qiao Feng, it's not a matter of balancing all parties, it's directly becoming a public enemy."

"Yeah, that's right, I know how to think." Yang Gui nodded in approval, "But you're still so stupid, who said you're going to let 'Nan Murong' save Qiao Feng?"

When Murong Fu heard him say this, his eyes lit up: "Old Yang, what do you mean..."

"That's a fart. How many times have I said this? I'm a civil servant, so how can I do such beatings and killings?" Yang Gui ruthlessly extinguished Murong Fu's fantasy, "You can use the alias Li Yanzong in Yipintang, but can't you use the aliases Li Boss, Zhang Lao Er, and Zhao Lao Si in Juxian Village?"

"Qiao Feng is highly skilled in martial arts, and he is also a Khitan nobleman. His father Xiao Yuanshan is the chief instructor of the Liao Kingdom's empress Xiao Shan's family, and he is very much appreciated by the Empress Dowager Xiao and trusted by the Liao Kingdom. The person who can change the attitude of the country towards the enemy, do you think it is important? If you make friends with him, it will be a little easier for Yan to restore the country in the future."

"That's right, Mr. Yang is right, I'm leaving now!"

Murong Fu ordered his subordinates to prepare their bags, and sent out a six-member Murong Secret Guard to go out to inquire about news.

This is also what he learned from Yang Gui. Before thinking about victory, think about defeat.

At this moment, his commands and orders are well-organized, logically clear, already very lawful, and he is completely different from the previous Murong Fu.

That night, Murong Fu approached Yang Gui with a bitter face.

"Old Yang, otherwise you should take me with you."

Murong Fu wanted to laugh a few times flatteringly, but this laugh was uglier than crying: "Just now the news from his subordinates came back. Xue Muhua's lovers are all wanted, not to mention Qiao Feng is now shouted and beaten by everyone in the Jianghu. This wave of Juxian Village has countless ordinary experts. These are not counted, and the big ones will come later."

"Two divine monks from the 'Xuan' generation of the Shaolin Temple, Xu Chongxiao, the elder of the Nine Pockets of the Beggar Clan, and the second elder of the Law Enforcement, and the four elders of the Eight Pockets, Xi Song, Chen Wu, and Shan Zheng, the iron-faced judge. It is said that there are more than 300 martial arts masters, big and small, in Juxian Village. I am going to give away their heads!"

Yang Gui thought about it, but it's not impossible.After all, Xue Muhua is considered an abandoned disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect. Although he didn't learn any advanced martial arts, he still has some basic martial arts. After getting in touch with him, he will be able to get in touch with Su Xinghe in the future.

He didn't know the content of the divine book that Xiaoyaozi took away from Changchun Valley, so he could only use the martial arts created by Xiaoyaozi from the divine book and combine the situation of spiritual energy in his body to create a new one.

Thinking of this, Yang Gui nodded, "Okay, since that's the case, I will accompany you for a walk."

Early the next morning, after Yang Gui and Murong Fu changed their appearances, they walked southwest.

"Remember, you are Zhujiazhuang Keqing from the Daming Mansion who enshrines Zhao Laosi, and I am Zhujiazhuang Keqing who enshrines Liu Neng. You must understand the northern dialect for me. If you show a little southern accent, you may be suspected."

Yang Gui and Murong Fu are just simple and disguised, so that others can't see who they are and how old they are, and they don't need to pursue being as vivid as A Zhu.

The two had plenty of money, and they changed horses and rode all the way, and they came to the border of Henan in a short time.At the gate of Juxian Village, Yang Gui was stuttering like a gorgon: "I...I and I...I kiss...in-law Mr. Zhao...the fourth son is here...come to get together...to get together..."

"Zhao Si and Liu Neng pay homage to Zhujiazhuang in Daming Mansion!"

Murong Fu really couldn't bear to listen to his death, so he quickly took over the topic and presented the hero post.

　This chapter misremembered the relationship between the characters in Ivory Mountain. The content has been modified, but the chapter name cannot be modified for the time being. I apologize to all the masters.

　　
　
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