Xuanxia

Chapter 765 The Benevolent One

"Master Fu, you are really young and promising."

Yuan Zizhen smiled and said, "Not only has he organized the power of almost the entire martial arts world, he can also mobilize the power of the imperial court. If he can capture and kill Jiang Baichuan this time, Master Fu will be the first to receive the credit."

By this time they had been talking nonsense for a quarter of an hour.

These include but are not limited to: praising each other's abilities and reputation, praising each other's contributions and decisions in the flood incident in Fuhe Province, praising each other's bright future... and so on.

It was not until this time that Yuan Zizhen's words finally brought the topic back to the present.

"Master Yuan, what are you talking about?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled hypocritically and said modestly: "I am just a go-between. It is you gentlemen who really do the real work..."

At this point, he stopped smiling and said solemnly, "After all, leaving this disaster in the world is also irresponsible to the people of the world."

"Master Fu has such a loyal and courageous heart. I admire him."

Yuan Zizhen stroked his mustache, nodded and asked, "In that case, I will get straight to the point - Sir Fu, you asked me to come here, what exactly do you want me to do?"

Fu Qingzhou glanced at Wen Renjun.

This time, he invited Yuan Zizhen through Wen Renjun.

After all...this Magistrate Wen was once a member of the Yuan family.

It was when Wen Renjun came to visit that day that Fu Qingzhou came up with the idea of ​​inviting Yuan Zizheng to come.

"Master Fu."

Wen Renjun said at the right time: "Since Lord Yuan has come a thousand miles to get here, why don't you tell me everything?"

"Well, of course." Fu Qingzhou nodded slightly: "But..."

He looked a little hesitant.

"Understood, understood, your humble servant understands!"

Wen Renjun smiled and stood up: "This is confidential, I will not disturb you!"

He stood up very quickly, bowed to the people present, and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, Ning Wuwang smiled at this time: "Don't worry, Governor Wen, I will go with you."

"Ok?"

Wen Renjun was startled: "Master Ning is the owner of the Mingjian Pavilion's Paishu Building, why don't you stay to discuss matters together?"

"Haha." Ning Wuwang laughed and said, "I was badly hurt when I came to Luoyi last time. I can't think of anything too complicated, so I won't get involved for now."

Then he looked at Ning Wushu again and said, "Little sister, would you like to go for a walk together?"

Ning Wushu glanced at him calmly and said with a smile, "Brother, I will obey your orders."

So, except Yuan Zizhen and Fu Qingzhou, all three people present stood up.

Fu Qingzhou was slightly stunned: "What are you doing? Brother Ning, Sister Wushu, we can't do without your help, come and talk about it?"

"No."

Ning Wushu smiled and said, "Since father has given instructions to you, then the others are just supporting roles. We... will not influence your decision."

Hearing these words, Yuan Zizheng's pupils narrowed slightly.

Fu Qingzhou stopped arguing and said with a smile, "If that's the case, then I'll trouble Prefect Wen to make the arrangements first. After we finish our chat, we'll have a good meal."

"Natural, natural!"

Prefect Wen smiled and said, "Everything will be arranged by this humble official tonight! Ning Louzhu, General Ning..."

He looked at the Ning siblings.

Ning Wuwang smiled faintly and said, "We brothers and sisters can talk among ourselves. Magistrate Wen doesn't need to worry about it."

"No problem, no problem." Prefect Wen apologized with a smile, led the Ning siblings, turned around to say goodbye to Yuan Zizhen and Fu Qingzhou, and left the inner hall politely.

After the inner hall returned to silence, Yuan Zizhen spoke leisurely: "Master Fu, what does this mean?"

As he spoke, he took out an opened secret letter from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

A piece of paper slid out of the envelope, with only four faint words on it.

"The benevolent are invincible."

Fu Qingzhou glanced at the four words he had written and said with a smile, "If Lord Yuan really didn't know, why did you come all the way here?" Yuan Zizheng curled the corner of his mouth slightly, stretched out his hand and flicked the letter paper away again.

"I do not think I am qualified."

He said calmly: "The sword of benevolence should not be held by me, not to mention..."

He looked at Fu Qingzhou, his eyes sparkling: "Master Fu, you only met me for the first time today, and you already knew that I am qualified to wield a sword?"

Fu Qingzhou blinked.

Yuan Zizhen is really smart.

Without any reminder, he immediately guessed that he was going to be appointed as the master of the Renjian Sword.

"It is true that I have only just met Master Yuan today, but you have long been known for your kindness."

Fu Qingzhou responded: "For example, if it weren't for Lord Yuan, the flood in Fuhe Province this time..."

He was halfway through his words when Yuan Zizheng stretched out his hand and stopped him from continuing.

"Those are just our duties."

Yuan Zizhen said in a deep voice: "If that's the case, then wouldn't Lord Fu, who issued the Jianghu mobilization order and mobilized countless Jianghu people to go to Fuhe Province to help the court, be more suitable for Renjian?"

Fu Qingzhou was stunned.

No way? This person, like Yan Yidong, doesn't want the Eight Swords of the Kingly Way?
He was silent for a moment, then asked, "So, what does Master Yuan mean?"

"This officer's meaning is very clear."

Yuan Zizhen smiled slightly: "Since Master Fu can choose the Sword Master for the Eight Swords of the Kingly Way, he is definitely the next Sword Master. There is no suspense about this matter and no need to say more... But as the next Sword Master, Master Fu should have his own opinion."

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows.

"I don't know who recommended me to you, Master Fu."

Yuan Zizhen continued, "But even if you want to give me the sword, you should look at my character before making a decision, and never listen to other people's opinions. At the same time, if you find a more suitable sword owner, you should naturally give him the sword."

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes.

Is this... also a true gentleman?

But he always felt something was wrong.

Yuan Zizhen was able to infer from his four-character secret message that he wanted to give him the Sword of Benevolence, but if he was really not interested in the Sword of Benevolence, why would he come all the way here?

Luoyi is not under his jurisdiction, and he is not a powerful cultivator. If it wasn't for the Renjian, why would he come here?

Want to watch the fun?

Fu Qingzhou's eyes rolled, and then he laughed: "Master Yuan really makes me admire you. You are unmoved by the divine sword in front of you. Who would dare to believe that you are not a benevolent person?"

Yuan Zizhen had a distant smile on his face and cupped his hands: "Thank you for the compliment."

"So……"

Fu Qingzhou said softly: "Next, I have to apologize to Lord Yuan."

Yuan Zizhen was startled: "What does Master Fu mean?"

"Master Yuan, you said that I should take a closer look at your character before making a decision. I must not listen to other people's opinions."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "But I do have too many things on hand, so I can't be your personal bodyguard. I can only arrange a few secret emissaries to follow you at all times. It is inevitable that this will have some impact on your life, so I apologize in advance."

Yuan Zizhen was a little slow to react.

After thinking for a moment, he pointed at himself with some confusion and said, "You mean, you want to send someone to keep an eye on me, and you told me in advance?"

"Not staring."

Fu Qingzhou said seriously: "It's an inspection."

After being stunned for a moment, Yuan Zizhen burst out laughing!
"Hahahaha, Master Fu, you are also a wonderful person!"

He clapped his hands and laughed, "You arrange it, just as you like!"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and looked straight into Yuan Zizheng's eyes, but could not see anything.

No panic, no confusion, no anger.

But... there was no sign of joy at all.

(End of this chapter)