At the beginning of Niujia Village, my sister-in-law and I depended on each other.

Chanhe Village is located on a small island in the western part of Taihu Lake. The island is shaded by green trees and has elegant pavilions.

After a passionate and graceful conversation with Niu Dingtian on the boat, Murong Fu changed to a small boat in the waters near Chanhe Village.

When they arrived at the island, Deng Baichuan, Gongye Qian, Bao Bu Tong, Azhu and Abi had been waiting on the shore for a long time.

"Master!"

Deng Baichuan, Gongye Qian, Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo'e stepped forward and saluted.

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi felt somewhat guilty and uneasy. They looked at each other secretly, stepped forward together, and whispered:

"Son."

Murong Fu said "hmm" indifferently, his eyes fell on the four ministers, and he smiled slightly, "We are all brothers, no need to be polite, let's go back to the manor first."

After saying that, he went to Chanhe Village first.

Several people followed behind him, entered the manor, and went straight to the reception hall.

After Ah Zhu and Ah Bi served the tea, they stood in the hall with lowered brows, waiting for their fate.

In fact, it was just a matter that could have been a big deal or a small matter. The maid of Murong family rescued people out of chivalry and helped the needy. If this were spread out and embellished a little, it might have become a good story in the martial arts world.

But yesterday, Bao Bu Tong's boat was robbed, and he swam back to Chanhe Village until he was exhausted. Everyone in the village knew about it, and it affected the reputation of Gusu Murong family.

People in the underworld care about face, and underworld families care about face even more.

Therefore, Murong Fu in the hall picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and remained silent for a long time without speaking.

Seeing that the atmosphere was very depressing, Feng Bo'e on the side was the first to lose it.

His expression paused slightly, and he was about to speak to help, but Murong Fu suddenly said in a deep voice:

"You two are my trusted maids, so I naturally trust you, but the world is treacherous, so you must be careful in the future."

"Abi, tell me what happened first, and remember not to miss a single word."

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi breathed a sigh of relief.

So, one after the other, they recounted in detail all the things that had happened in the past three months. Neither of them dared to hide anything related to Niu Dingtian.

After hearing this, Murong Fu was silent in deep thought, but Feng Boye couldn't help but sneered:

"Is this person not afraid of losing his tongue? He can accomplish anything?"

"I think most of them saw that A-Bi was pretty and cute, and they had improper thoughts about her."

A-Bi lowered her head, her cheeks slightly red. If it were usual, she would have glared at him, but at this moment she didn't dare to say anything.

"Do you have the token with you?"

Murong Fu raised his eyes and looked at A-Bi.

Compared to the girl's shyness, the extremely hard token obviously attracted his attention more.

A-Bi nodded, took out the token from her arms, and placed it on the table with both hands.

Murong Fu picked it up. As soon as he felt the thick and heavy feeling, he reluctantly looked away.

After looking at it quietly for a long time, Murong Fu couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Then, he handed the token to Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian, smiling:
"Brother Deng and Brother Gongye are both knowledgeable and experienced. Maybe they can tell what it is made of?"

The former is the owner of Qingyun Manor and the chief of the four major ministers of Murong family; the latter is the owner of Chixia Manor, known as the "second best palmistry in Jiangnan" (the first is naturally Murong Fu).

Compared with Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo'e, they manage most of the industries under the name of Murong family and are responsible for making friends with people from all walks of life. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are knowledgeable.

Deng Baichuan took it first, looked at it for a moment and then passed it to Gong Yeqian beside him.

After looking at it for a long time, Gong Yeqian suddenly said, "Young Master's sword is made of fine steel that has been tempered a hundred times, so it is naturally extremely sharp. Why don't you try to chop it with all your strength?"

Still cutting?

Abi raised her head.

When he was hesitating and wanted to remind others that these were other people's things, Ah Zhu beside him quietly pulled the hem of his clothes, so he shut his mouth.

Murong Fu glanced at the sword in his hand, without any hesitation on his face, he placed the token on the edge of the sandalwood table, drew out the sword, exerted all his strength, and chopped it up fiercely.

"Boom!"

There was a clanging sound, and the vibration echoed continuously in the hall. The sword in Murong Fu's hand was broken into two pieces.

Shock! !
Looking at the token that was deeply embedded in the sandalwood without any crack marks, Murong Fu and the four ministers were all shocked.

You know, the sword used by the dignified Nan Murong was not made of ordinary iron. It broke directly without leaving even a trace of a crack.

After coming back to his senses, Gong Yeqian could not hide his joy on his face, and he smiled and said to Murong Fu with a fist:
"Congratulations, young master! As far as I know, the only things with such weight and hardness are the legendary black iron and refined gold."

"Whether it's black iron or refined gold, they have always been priceless since ancient times. As long as a little bit of it is melted into steel, the sword made from it will be able to cut hair and iron like mud!"

When he said this, Deng Baichuan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly took over the conversation and said in a deep voice:

“But such an excellent refining tool was used to forge a token. From this, we can know the true weight of this token.”

"Since the other party was able to give the token so easily, I think his identity must be extraordinary. The promise he made to Sister A-Bi might not be just empty talk."

As he spoke, Deng Baichuan glanced at Ah Bi who was standing with her head bowed in the hall, a slight smile appeared on his face, and he clasped his fists towards Murong Fu and said:
"Now that you have this promise in hand, wouldn't it be a great help to Master's cause? Therefore, Sister A-Bi is not only innocent, but has made a contribution!"

"Azhu and Abi are both our own people, how can Brother Deng talk about his merits and demerits?"

Hearing this, Murong Fu could no longer suppress the smile on his face and retorted with a smile.

He tried his best to remain calm, looked at A-Bi in the hall, and said with a smile:
"Abi, your martial arts skills are weak, and I am really worried about leaving the token on you."

"Since that young master will take it back in the future, and this matter concerns the reputation of the Murong family, I will keep the token for now."

A-Bi didn't think of mentioning Niu Dingtian's name, and Murong Fu didn't think of asking. If they mentioned it, no one knew how they would feel.

After hearing Murong Fu's decision, A Bi lowered her head and responded with a muffled "hmm".

At this moment, she felt somewhat guilty towards Niu Dingtian.

I originally planned to return it to the other party directly when the time comes, but I didn't expect that I would have to bear the responsibility of making a promise to someone else.

But after all, she was just a slave and had no right to interrupt her master.

Seeing that Murong Fu had no intention of asking further questions, Ah Zhu whispered, "Young Master, you have something important to discuss with me. If you don't have any instructions, Ah Bi and I will go back first."

Murong Fu nodded slightly.

After the two left, Murong Fu looked at Bao Bu Tong who had been silent for a long time, his eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"Brother Bao San, please tell me in detail what happened yesterday. What are the martial arts skills of that person?"

After saying that, he took out the token from the sandalwood and put it in his arms.

Somehow, when he looked at Bao Bu Tong again at this moment, he couldn't help feeling a little unhappy.

After learning the general situation from the carrier pigeon letter, he hurried back from Wuxi City.

But who would have thought that his subordinates would act so recklessly, not only did they lose face for the Murong family, but they also offended an important figure. In this way, Murong Fu had a preconceived idea and labeled Niu Dingtian as an important figure.

On the side, Bao Bu Tong's old face turned slightly red after hearing this.

After all, being cornered by someone with a kitchen knife and having no power to fight back is not a glorious thing.

After he gave a detailed account of what happened around noon yesterday, Murong Fu's face couldn't help but change color slightly.

After a long silence, Murong Fu said in a deep voice:
"Brother Bao San was indeed reckless in this matter, and made people underestimate the magnanimity of our Murong family."

After saying that, he murmured again, "You will come with me to check it out later. You will have to bear with Brother Bao San then."

After the four of them heard this, Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian and Feng Bo'e looked at each other and then looked at Bao Bu Tong.

Bao Bu Tong's face flushed red, he suppressed the urge to argue with "No way", gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't worry, Master!"

……

However, Niu Dingtian watched Murong Fu get off the boat. After sailing for more than ten miles on the lake, the boat arrived at a small island covered with camellia flowers.

It rained heavily last night and it was pitch dark. He actually couldn't see what Mantuo Villa looked like.

At this moment, I can't help but feel a little jealous of such an elegant and quiet place.

After reaching the shore and getting off the boat, Li Qingluo walked slowly to Niu Dingtian who was admiring the camellia while the servants were preparing breakfast.

"Young Master, are you from the Duan clan of Dali?"

Li Qingluo spoke softly, a complete change from her fierce appearance on the boat.

Seeing Niu Dingtian smiling without saying anything, just admiring the camellia, her almond eyes flickered slightly, she gritted her teeth, moved closer, and said softly:

"Young Master is proficient in Duan's One Yang Finger, so he must be from the royal family of Dali. Can I ask Young Master about someone?"

Niu Dingtian did not answer immediately, but picked up a pot of pink camellia, looked at it for a long time, and said, "Madam, can you give me this pot of 'Hate the Sky'?"

Hate the sky?
Li Qingluo was startled for a moment, then her eyes sparkled, and she leaned closer, asking in an anxious tone:
"Sir, do you know the name of this flower?"

Niu Dingtian nodded, slightly distanced himself from him, the rich fragrance on his nose becoming a little lighter, and said:

"Also known as 'Hanhong Juban', it is native to Dali and is a rare Yunnan camellia."

"However, it's better to keep this flower out of the sun and put it in a cool place for safety."

"Young Master, have you ever grown camellias?" Li Qingluo asked curiously.

Niu Dingtian was silent for a moment and shook his head.

It's not that he was familiar with flowers, but he had often seen the varieties before him in He Yuanjun's courtyard in his previous life, and had also heard her introduce them.

Seeing you again suddenly at this moment, I feel a little nostalgic.

Unexpectedly, Li Qingluo imagined a lot of things in her mind and smiled sweetly:

"If you want it, just take it. I have two more."

After saying that, he looked at Niu Dingtian eagerly.

"Thank you, ma'am." Niu Dingtian held the flower pot in his arms, turned his head and smiled:
"My name is Niu Dingtian. Although I am not from the royal family of Dali, I do know a lot of people. Madam, if you want to know someone, you can tell me."

Niu Dingtian?
Li Qingluo's smile froze instantly, and then her whole face was filled with murderous intent. She gritted her teeth and said:

"You're kidding me!"

"The opportunity has been given to my wife. If you don't ask, you will miss it forever." Niu Dingtian said leisurely while fiddling with the branches of flowers.

"Bah! Shameless!" Li Qingluo cursed angrily but did not dare to do anything.

Niudingtian? Pah! Niu Tahai is better than this name!
She didn't believe that a stranger with no hair on his face could know the most powerful figure in the Dali Kingdom.

After calming down, Li Qingluo straightened her clothes, proudly puffed out her chest, and said calmly: "I'll give you the flowers, but you have to take me to see Yan'er later."

"no problem."

Niu Dingtian agreed readily.

"Are you planning to detain me too?" Li Qingluo's eyes became suspicious.

Niu Dingtian: “…”

He was too lazy to pay attention to this stupid woman.

Just then, a maid came hurriedly carrying a food box.

Niu Dingtian took it in his hand, opened it and took a look. It was fried buns and wontons.

"If the lady doesn't leave, then I will."

He glanced at Li Qingluo and said lightly, then walked directly to the boat on the shore with a flower pot in his arms and a food box in his hand.

I have to say, although this woman is a fool, she has a very proud figure. She always arouses people's imagination and they can't help but take a second look at her.

Li Qingluo hesitated for a long time, and when the boat was about to start, she gritted her teeth, quickly lifted her skirt and chased after him.

As the boat sailed on the lake, Niu Dingtian leisurely rowed the boat at the stern, paddling the waves and heading west.

A quarter of an hour later.

Looking at Li Qingluo, who was sitting in the boat awning, with her beautiful eyes staring at him and her expression constantly changing, Niu Dingtian couldn't help but smile and said:

"Madam, what are you thinking about? There's no need to stare at me like this, right?"

Li Qingluo was stunned for a moment, her face turned slightly red, and she glared at him fiercely.

This kid is really not a good guy!

But not long after, a thoughtful look appeared on her face, and she couldn't help but look over again.

After looking at her for a long time, he suddenly asked, "Let me ask you, what do you think of my Yan'er?"

Niu Dingtian was slightly startled, and answered truthfully: "The most beautiful woman in the world."

"Sure enough, all men are the same. They all like my type." Li Qingluo was secretly proud.

"Madam, is there something wrong?"

Niu Dingtian asked.

Li Qingluo smiled slightly, with a hint of temptation in her tone, and said: "Your conditions are actually not bad. At least your martial arts are much better than Fu Guan's."

"If you can promise to treat my Yan'er sincerely in the future, and help me accomplish one thing, I will marry Yan'er to you, how about that?"

After saying this, her beautiful eyes sparkled and she looked at Niu Dingtian quietly.

Niu Dingtian couldn't help but stop rowing the boat and looked at Li Qingluo in surprise.

Marry Wang Yuyan to me? (End of this chapter)