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Chapter 70 Murong Fu: "He wants to have a good Lantern Festival? No way!" (Please read)
Xiliang Prefecture of Western Xia.

In the main hall of Li’s house in the city.

Murong Fu sat in the main seat, with three major ministers, Azhu, and Zhou Li beside him.

The atmosphere in the hall was a little tense at this moment, and Murong Fu looked at Zhou Li with a gloomy face.

"Abi is dead. Your son killed her."

Zhou Li's fat old face was extremely calm, and he was not nervous at all because of Murong Fu's words.

Several people in the hall were looking at him, anger in everyone's eyes.

But Zhou Li looked up and asked, "What do you mean, Master?"

"I can guess why Ah Bi went to Bian Jing. It is only natural for my son to kill her!"

"Snapped!"

"presumptuous!"

Murong Fu slapped the table, pointed at Zhou Li and said angrily: "Zhou Li, do you think that I really don't dare to kill you?"

"Sir, of course I dare to do it, but if you kill me, the financial and food support from the Song Dynasty, as well as some military support, will also be completely stopped."

"Master, what do you think is more important, a mere A-Bi or your great cause of restoring the country?"

"Secondly, Master, do you consider me, Zhou Li, as your own?"

"Since Suzhou, I have been following you all the way to this bitter and cold northern land. I have been running around and doing my best to serve you, Master."

"The lives of my family depend on you, young master. As the saying goes, a man will die for his friend. Is this how you treat me and my son?"

"They have repeatedly arranged for people to assassinate my son, and they have even colluded with the An family, wanting to kill my son as well."

"I would like to ask you, Master. I have instigated several tribes to rebel, provided you with prestigious military support, organized a caravan, collected money, and even provided you with advice, so that you now hold military power in the Xixia court."

"With such a great contribution, can't you let my son go?"

"I will tell you the truth today. Even if my son does not report your Murong family's rebellion, do you think you can really succeed in rebellion in the Song Dynasty?"

At this moment, Zhou Li's round body made a loud noise in the hall.

"Ever since I came into contact with the Murong family, although I don't know the core secrets, but the young master had been working hard towards the martial arts world in the Song Dynasty. Did he think that as the so-called leader of the martial arts world, he would be able to call for the support of hundreds of people and successfully restore the country with the help of the people in the martial arts world?"

"The way of a country involves millions of people. What can a mere Jianghu person do?"

"Young Master has been studying how to make friends with people from the underworld all day long. Can these people from the underworld help you govern the country?"

"Which emperor in history was not well versed in classics, history, and the art of governing a country? I dare to ask, does the young master understand?"

"Shut up!"

Deng Baichuan yelled angrily: "You are just a businessman, what do you know!"

"If you dare to speak nonsense again, I will kill you!"

"enough!"

Murong Fu's face was gloomy as he stared at Zhou Li. Ah Zhu beside him gently pulled Murong Fu's sleeve.

He whispered, "Master, this man has great talent, so it's better not to move for now."

"Yes, I know."

"Zhou Li, I understand that you have complaints in your heart, but now you and I are on the same rope. If I, Murong Fu, fail to restore the country, you will die too."

"However, how about this young master promise that I will never send anyone to assassinate your son in the future?"

"Just work for me with peace of mind. When I succeed in restoring my country, you will be the prime minister!"

Zhou Li sneered in his heart: "Not sending people to kill him?"

"You have to be killed too!"

The news coming from the Song Dynasty is that their son is now a martial arts master. Let alone your men, even if you, Murong Fu, go there yourself, you will be courting death.

Just wait, when you completely control the Western Xia army and start a war, that will be the day when your Murong family will be wiped out!
"Thank you, Master. As long as Yi'er is fine, I will continue to work for you."

"Well, you go down."

Zhou Li left, and Murong Fu's eyes turned cold: "A mere merchant dares to speak so arrogantly in front of me. If he doesn't have some talent, I really want to kill him!" "Azhu, please make arrangements with the secret line."

"Zhou Yi's current strength is increasing too fast, and his martial arts are unrivaled. It is too difficult to kill him. In this case, let him become a thorn in the side of the Song Dynasty martial arts world!"

"Spread the news about the father and son thoroughly, and also spread the news that the Song Dynasty is supporting them."

"You decide the scale."

Ah Zhu nodded: "Yes, Master."

"Brother Deng, please arrange for someone to take over all the things left behind by the An family."

"The most important thing is the 5,000 elite border troops in his hands. They must be firmly controlled."

"Yes."

"Second brother, how is the progress of the Western Region Divine Weapon?"

Gong Yeqian sighed, "It's difficult. The method of refining the Western Region's magic weapon is extremely complicated. Although we have the Blood Orchid, it is not developed by us after all. The current progress is quite slow. We need a few medical experts."

"I plan to arrange for people to go to the Song Dynasty and kidnap those miracle doctors."

Murong Fu frowned: "Is there no other way?"

"We went to Song Dynasty and kidnapped those great doctors. We don't have enough experts around us."

Murong Fu was a little annoyed. There were too few masters in Western Xia, which was totally incomparable to the Song Dynasty. It was very difficult to kidnap the miracle doctor in the Song Dynasty and bring him back.

Suddenly, a person flashed through his mind, and Murong Fu said lightly: "Don't worry about this matter, I will arrange someone else to try."

"You guys go down first, Ah Zhu stays."

When Ah Zhu was the only one left in the hall, Murong Fu whispered, "Ah Zhu, have someone send a visiting card to Tianshan Mountain and give it to the Child-Grandmother of Tianshan Mountain."

Ah Zhu's expression changed: "Master, this is not good. Although you know the relationship between Concubine Li and Tianshan Tonglao, they are from the same sect after all, and the grudges between them are not clear."

Murong Fu's eyes flashed coldly: "I can't care so much. Concubine Li has considerable power. Although not as powerful as Empress Dowager Xiao, she has many tribes supporting her."

"It would be a good thing if it could be eradicated."

"Okay, Ah Zhu will remember this."

Seeing snowflakes suddenly falling in front of the door, Murong Fu suddenly asked, "Azhu, according to the time, is it almost the Lantern Festival of the Song Dynasty?"

Ah Zhu nodded, with a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.

"Yes, Master, at this time of year in previous years, we would gather together in Chanhe Manor to drink and have fun..."

"Haha, it's all this Zhou Yi."

"Azhu, if we don't celebrate the Lantern Festival well, Zhou Yi won't be able to live peacefully either!"

"Spread the news as quickly as possible."

"Yes."

……

In Cheng Garden, Zhou Yi looked at the falling snow in the sky, with the ruthless Wang Yuyan by his side.

"The day after tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. Lights and decorations are being hung everywhere in Bianliang City. This year's Lantern Festival will definitely be very lively."

"Yeah, Sister Yayu and Brother Yi, don't forget our bet!"

Wang Yuyan smiled sweetly and said, "Then I'll see if I can beat you in guessing riddles!"

"Hey, then you guys just wait to lose!"

"Do you still remember the bet?"

The two girls blushed immediately, but neither of them refuted. Zhou Yi felt a little moved.

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