I, Yang Guo's son, abducted Zhang Sanfeng and traversed countless worlds.

Chapter 118 No Braised Shrimp Oil
Murong Fufu swore that he really wanted to master Ha Toad's kungfu and give his father a hard time.

He left angrily, leaving Murong Bo wandering around in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, touching here and there, looking here and there, yearning endlessly.

"Oh, what a beautiful palace, look at this pillar, this bracket, this beam, tsk tsk tsk, unfortunately, it's not mine." Murong Bo sighed like a construction team.

He came to Yang Gui and said, "Prime Minister Yang, you are a great talent, it's a pity to be my son, if you can support me as emperor, I will make you king side by side, how about it!"

"Yeah, yes, very good, very good." Yang Gui walked away with a "Kukuku" smile, and Murong Bo was still shouting behind him, "Bring me dinner to the Hall of Mental Cultivation! Not going to the bedroom."

When Yang Gui came to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he saw Murong Fu standing at the door, patted Murong Fu on the shoulder, and said, "Okay, your father is quite as appreciative as the emperor of Qing Dynasty, and he can't stay in the Qing Palace. To live in the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty lived in the Qianqing Palace, which was upright and bright, with double eaves and hip roofs, bright and grand, and had to go to the Taihemen Square to go to court.I am a lazy emperor of the Qing Dynasty. Starting from Yongzheng, I went to court in the Qianqing Palace and slept in a kitchen like the Hall of Mental Cultivation.The small one-story house is short and dark, it's a shame that Murong Bo likes it.

But considering that Murong Bo has been hiding in the Sutra Pavilion all these years, sleeping on pillars or bookshelves, Yangxin Palace may already be a room with carved beams and painted buildings for him, and he sleeps in a palace with a big and high roof like Qianqing Palace. On the contrary, I don't adapt and feel insecure.

Murong Fu wondered: "What is Qing Dynasty?"

"It's nothing, knowing too much is not good for you, but if your father is made emperor, I guess this big swallow will become a big Qing in a short time." Make a fool of yourself.

Murong Fu was convinced, "Old Yang, this is the fun you said, don't you want to play with me?"

"Hey, look at you child, you have worked hard and brought joy to the world, isn't this the wise king of the ages? Do you know how much money those who sell stewed stew and fried liver in Sijiu City earn by pointing at your father? Tsk, I'm still hungry while talking, let's go, eat something." After Yang Gui finished speaking, he walked outside the palace.

Murong Fu looked at Zhang Sanfeng helplessly, and Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, "Don't look at me, I'm here mainly to prevent Lao Yang from laughing himself to death. I, an old man in the mountains, can't handle your royal affairs."

"Oh." Murong Fu sighed heavily, what else could he do.Go back to the house and change into casual clothes, ready to go out with Yang Gui.The moment he took off the dragon robe, he felt extremely light on his body, as if a boulder that weighed him down was removed.

He simply jumped out of the wall, feeling that his lightness kung fu and agility were much higher than before.

The three of them came to the stall outside and ordered three bowls of fried liver and five catties of steamed stuffed buns stuffed with pork and green onions.Murong Fu was about to start drinking, but Yang Gui stopped him, "Hey, you can't use a spoon to stir fry liver, you have to drink it in a circle like this, that's called authentic! This is called rules."

Murong Fu was very annoyed, "I am the emperor and you set the rules for me? How about you become the emperor."

"I'm wrong. Now that you are your own son, your father is playing tricks with you. If I want to become the emperor, your father will have to use force to rob me. At that time, I slapped him to death. How sad you are." Ah." Yang Gui said while nibbling on the steamed stuffed bun.

"You can slap him to death quickly, I'm annoying him to death." Murong Fu picked up the bowl and spun it around to drink, but found that Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng were both eating with spoons, and angrily threw the bowl away lay down.

Hateful fun people.

Murong Fu angrily picked up a bun with his chopsticks, and ate it viciously.I have to say that Murong Fu is a family-oriented person, and he still wants to pack for his wife after eating.

But just when he thought of Li Qinglu, suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, remembering what Li Qinglu said to him that day.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Yang, what you told the queen earlier...does it mean that I can give up the throne?" Murong Fu asked.

"Hey, what you said just now, you are the emperor, let me teach you how to do things? Make up your own mind, I just have fun." Yang Gui stood up, clapped his hands and left.

"Renren Zhang, what do you think?" Murong Fu asked Zhang Sanfeng again, but Zhang Sanfeng didn't care about these things, he also stood up and clapped his hands, "Your Majesty, please make up your own mind. Besides, the old man has something to ask, and my disciple Huang Chang a few days ago There is a message that my disciple and grandson are in a state of anxiety all day long, and I hope His Majesty will make a public statement and spare his life."

Murong Fu was also full, stood up and said: "Oh, Zhao Ji. That's no problem, but he is only allowed to be a citizen of my Dayan. It is impossible to have the same treatment as the former Chai family."

The first step of Murong Fufu's family was to rely on the Chai family, and he only knew how unstable the existence of the Chai family would bring to the dynasty.The first thing the blind man did after regaining his sight was to throw away the crutches that helped him find the way, and the first thing Murong Fu did after he came to power was to disband the Chai family.

Chai He should be lucky that Murong Fu is not Zhu Laoba, otherwise the Chai family would not be disbanded, but all the families would be executed.

Yang Gui's voice came from the front along the wind: "Ingratitude, dog emperor."

"Hey, why are you swearing?" Murong Fu was about to go up to argue with Yang Gui, but was stopped by the boss, "Master, please give me the meal money."

Zhang Sanfeng pointed at Murong Fu first, and said, "I am a Taoist priest in the mountains. I don't have any money. Look for him. He is the emperor and he has money."

After all, lift up the ladder and cloud vertically, stepping on the air out of thin air and disappearing like climbing a ladder to heaven.

"I, I..." Murong Fu is now the emperor, so of course he is embarrassed to run away from the peddler. The problem is that he felt relaxed after changing into the dragon robe, so he jumped out of the wall directly. I am the emperor, if you are like this, I will go first and let the eunuch give you the money later."

"No, no, of course the emperor will pay for the meal eaten by the emperor, and the eunuch will pay for the meal eaten by the eunuch!" The boss raised his head and said in a male duck voice.

When Murong Fu saw this person's face, he was shocked, "You, you are, Brother Bao?"

Bao BuTong has changed a lot, he is no longer high-spirited, no longer superior, and talks less.Ever since he was expelled by Murong Fu, he has never argued against anyone again.

He looked at Murong Fu and smiled: "My lord, ah no, Your Majesty, congratulations to you, our Dayan has finally recovered!"

"It's good if I know it's you." Murong Fu patted Bao different shoulder vigorously, tears welled up in his eyes, and something seemed to be choked in his throat.After a long time, trembling, he said a word, "There is no marinated shrimp oil! Brother Bao, you are from Jiangnan, you can't do this northern food!"

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Bao BuTong slowly put out a question mark, "You said it was fried tofu, but we are fried liver."

"Then I don't care, I won't give money!" Murong Fu laughed loudly, "Tell you, next time if there is no condiment, I will not come if you come!"

Bao BuTong also smiled, years of grievances, unwillingness, and bewilderment seemed to be blowing away with the wind, "Hey, let's go after eating."

He murmured for a long time before he finally said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you have to be careful of the Supreme Emperor. He has contacted the four of us these two days, trying to usurp your position."

"I know, there has been a lot of trouble these two days, and it almost annoyed me to death." Murong Fu said: "Brother Bao, take care of yourself, come to the palace and tell me if you need anything, you take this sign."

Murong Fu took out a mutton jade plaque from his pocket and handed it to Bao Budong.Bao BuTong didn't answer, "My lord, you really underestimated your former brothers."

Murong Fu took the sign back awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed, "Brother Bao San, I..."

"Could it be that with my strength, if I want to enter the palace, can you guards stop me?" Before Murong Fu could finish his sentence, Bao Budong continued with a proud face.

"Ah, this..." Murong Fu really wanted to say that he could stop it.

Now those who are in charge of guarding and patrolling the palace are all the best of the generation of Yan guards. Up to now, the average person has four layers of dragon and elephant skills, and they have also passed on a lot of internal skills and moves. , come to three or five people at random, hold down the bag and run, but they can't get away.

But after thinking about it, taking care of the old brother's face, he still said: "Yes, then I will wait for Brother Bao San to come to me." If the boss who sells fried liver under the root enters the palace at night, he must be spared his life.

Murong Fu returned to the palace, thankfully Murong Bo didn't post it as a demon.Go to the imperial study room, sit in front of the Longshu table, spread out the pen and paper, and plan to draw up some real person for Zhao Ji in Wudang Mountain.

Zhao Ji returned to Wudang Mountain to practice Taoism with Huang Chang since he practiced Zen and let the emperor give it to Murong Fu. At this moment, he has a deep understanding of Taoism. With his status as the first emperor of the previous dynasty, it is not considered a leapfrogging to be called a real person.

In name, Murong Fu gave Zhao Ji a title, but in fact the meaning conveyed was very clear, the past was wiped out, if you honestly become a Taoist priest on Wudang Mountain, the imperial court will not trouble you.It can be regarded as fulfilling the agreement with Zhang Sanfeng, so that Zhao Ji can feel at ease.

After Murong Fu finished writing the imperial decree, he was about to raise his head and ask the eunuch to come in to use the seal, but unexpectedly, an eunuch ran in hurriedly and knelt down to Murong Fu, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

"Heh, old Wang, you are good at it, and you are more and more able to understand the holy will." Murong Fu smiled and said, "I haven't called you yet, but you ran in by yourself, and it's up to you. I don’t trust anyone else to do the work of the chief executive.”

"What is it, Your Majesty, run away quickly, if you don't run away, your dragon beauty will be lost!"

Lao Wang's full name is Wang Hu. He is a senior old eunuch. He came here with Zhao Ji. His loyalty can be learned. This is not an adjective. It really is a right-hand man.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Haven't I lost enough face? If the Supreme Emperor is tossing around here every day, what face do I have?" Murong Fu's face darkened.

"Hey, my Long Live Lord, you still know what the Supreme Emperor did, Xiao Feng is here!" Wang Hu jumped anxiously.

"Whoops!"

Murong Fu was so frightened that he jumped three feet high, his head almost hit the roof.Fortunately, he is in Qianqing Palace, if he really wants to be in the small bungalow in Yangxin Palace like his father, Wadu will have to break him.

In the days since his father came here, what is Murong Fu most afraid of?He wasn't afraid that his father would be a monster, anyway, he had followed Yang Gui for so long, so he took face-skinned things very lightly, not to mention that his father used moves that killed eight hundred enemies and self-defeated ten thousand.He was not afraid that his father would rebel and usurp the throne. With Mr. Yang here, who could usurp the throne?
He was afraid of Xiao Feng.

Because he knew in his heart that his family was really sorry for Xiao Feng.The key point is that Xiao Feng is not an outsider, Xiao Feng is Yang Gui's direct disciple, this relationship alone, he can't fool him.At first, he thought Wang Hu's saying that Long Yan was not safe was an embarrassment, he was not afraid of it, but when Xiao Feng came, he might really punch him in the face.

"Next time, pick the key points first!" Murong Fu was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, "I, what should I do, let me run, where should I go?"

"You go to the prime minister, who can protect you except the prime minister?" Wang Hu said.

"Sure, I'm going first, you hold me back... Hey, damn it, pull me down." Murong Fu was just about to run when he suddenly remembered that his mother's Murong Bo was in the Hall of Mental Cultivation to the west, Waiting for the imperial meal, if he runs away, what will happen if Xiao Feng fights with Murong Bo?
Don't go out to avoid disaster by yourself, and father will be gone when you come back.

Xiao Feng's movement is fast enough, the guards can't stop him at all, and they dare not stop him, no one knows that this is a strong man with a hundred thousand, even if he uses the sad crisp breeze, it is like a god descending from the earth.

Xiao Feng: I'll say it again, I didn't poison it!

With Murong Fu's hesitation, Xiao Feng kicked open the door and barged in. "Murong Fu, for my master's sake, I will give you a chance to leave a last message!"

"Bold! How dare you insult the Holy Majesty, you..." Wang Hu was about to take the hat off reflexively. According to ordinary people, the next second would be to attempt to rebel against the heinous and destroy the Nine Clans, but who is standing opposite him?

"Fuck your ass!"

Xiao Feng picked up Wang Hu's collar like a chicken, and threw it out like throwing garbage, and almost threw Wang Hu into the fried liver pot with different breads outside the imperial city.

"Brother Xiao, there's no need to be like this." Murong Fu smiled wryly, "I'm also an emperor, how embarrassing I am if you do this."

"Go to your uncle's emperor, why don't I beat the emperor less?"

Xiao Feng was afraid of a chicken emperor, so he sent the emperor Zhao Ji to be beaten by Xiao Feng when he was exercising martial arts in Wudang Mountain. Duan Yanqing and Duan Yu, the two emperors of Dali, made him smash the hammer on the ground, even his own emperor from Khitan Yelu Hongji was captured alive twice, what emperor can restrain Xiao Feng?

"No, what on earth are you here for? We are both students of Mr. Yang's sect, why are you screaming and beating and killing as soon as you come?" Murong Fu said helplessly.

"Pretend, you pretend to me again! How long has your father been in the palace, I heard the news on the prairie, don't you know?" Xiao Feng glared at Murong Fu.

"No, Lao Xiao, don't be like this, you sit down and have a sip of tea to calm down." Murong Fu handed over his tureen.

"Don't drink!" Xiao Feng was about to knock down the tureen as soon as he stretched out his hand, Murong Fu almost missed it with his kung fu of the Great Teleportation of the Universe and the Shifting of the Stars. He turned his body half a circle before he managed to stabilize himself, "This was handed by Mr. Yang himself." Picked in Wudang Mountain, planted by the old Immortal Zhang himself, don’t spoil it if you don’t drink it.”

"Then drink a little." Xiao Feng snatched the tureen away, drank it dry in one gulp, swallowed the tea leaves like a cow chewing a peony.

Murong Fu spread his hands, "Brother Xiao, my family was sorry for you, but you came to kill me, isn't it a bit too much, I am two years younger than you, I was not even born at that time."

Xiao Feng said angrily: "Then you hand over your father, I will kill him and leave, you continue to be your emperor."

Murong Fu straightened his face, and said: "Then you should kill me, I can't put my own father..."

Before Murong Fu finished speaking, Murong Bo strolled in, "Little Fu, what's the matter, the meal hasn't come yet, are you going to starve your father to death?"

Murong Fu closed his eyes in pain.

(End of this chapter)