Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 220 The Wedding and the Journey to the Capital

As a wedding planning team in Canhezhuang, we are definitely a team that has been tested by countless wedding planning experiences.

Murong Fu hasn't gotten married in the past two years, which has made them somewhat depressed.

The wedding supplies in Canhezhuang are enough to support a group wedding for fifty couples.

In the days following the departure of the giant eagle, Murong Fu would communicate with it from time to time, even experiencing a kind of virtual travel pleasure.

Along the way, many people were very curious about this two-meter-tall eagle.

Some hunters and martial arts masters even wanted to capture him, perhaps to eat him or to use him for animal performances.

After all, the name "Big Eagle" sounds like an aphrodisiac.

However, the giant eagle has now cultivated the Moon-Treading Fragrance and the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Its physical strength, which was already first- or second-rate, can now easily suppress ordinary first-rate masters.

In other words, it surpassed Murong Fu's initial strength.

When encountering so-called hunters or experts, the eagle easily beat them to a pulp.

However, under Murong Fu's instructions, no one was killed.

When they arrived on the streets of Dali, everyone was quite surprised to see the giant eagle.

The soldiers and constables guarding the city all gathered around to investigate, fearing that a ferocious beast might have attacked someone. But since the eagle was wearing clothes, it seemed to have an owner. The eagle turned around, spread its back, and revealed the words on the back of its vest.

The Zhennan Prince's Mansion was naturally well-known in Dali, but to Diao's surprise, Murong Fu's name had also spread to Dali.

For the past two years, the old women in Prince Duan's household have been fighting every day, sometimes even dragging Prince Duan by the hair into the street to beat him.

They slapped Prince Duan's head against a tree.

Everyone is saying that Prince Duan wasn't incapable of defeating them, but rather that he was afraid of his wife, loving her yet fearing her.

Meanwhile, rumors began to circulate because of Prince Duan's frequent outings.

It turns out that all of Duan Wangye's daughters married Murong Gongzi from Gusu.

It was for this reason that Murong Fu's name spread.

Although everyone laughs at Prince Duan, his womanizing ways and the beauty of his several female confidantes are undeniable.

Therefore, no man in Dali doesn't envy that young master Murong.

However, the one who envied Murong Fu the most was probably Duan Yu, since everyone else just felt that the daughters of Prince Duan were all very beautiful.

But Duan Yu had actually met and even fallen in love with her.

Moreover, watching one beautiful woman after another marry Murong Fu was worse than death by a thousand cuts for him. So he has been very depressed lately. In Murong Fu's previous life, he would be considered a tragic figure.

At this moment, after seeing the words on the giant eagle's back, everyone enthusiastically led it to the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, praising the divine eagle for its spiritual power.

After confirming that the Divine Condor had arrived at the Prince's Mansion, Murong Fu signaled the gatekeeper to open the cloth bag around the condor's neck, and found that it contained an invitation.

After the item was delivered inside, Qin Hongmian was the first to run out, and she was surprised to see a large eagle at the door.

He exchanged a glance with Duan Zhengchun, who followed closely behind.

The two then brought the giant eagle into the courtyard and prepared some fruit and cooked chicken for it as a welcome treat.

After packing, they prepared to set off for the wedding. Because Murong Fu had made it clear that time was tight, the dowry was left at Murong Escort Agency, and the group rode off lightly on horseback.

On the way, the giant eagle led the way, with several people following behind.

Qin Hongmian said to Duan Zhengchun, "As expected, Wanqing still married him. Sigh... How many wives does he have? You men are all the same."

Duan Zhengchun, however, stood on the same side as Murong Fu at this moment, and said:

"Alas, that is incorrect."

Only outstanding men can attract our daughters, and you know how outstanding your son-in-law is.

Now his Murong Escort Agency has even opened here, and he's even become the leader of the martial arts alliance...

Li Qingluo also said, "Yes, if you're not satisfied, you don't have to marry him."

"If you don't like Zhengchun, you can leave."

Just as Duan Zhengchun was about to stop them, the group started arguing again...

When Prince Duan and his entourage arrived at Yanziwu, it was three days before the wedding date when Murong Fu and others hosted a banquet in their honor.

After the meal, Murong Fu invited Duan Zhengchun to his study. After personally brewing tea, he said to his father-in-law:

"Father-in-law, I have something to discuss with you."

Seeing Murong Fu's seriousness, Duan Zhengchun asked:

"Son-in-law, please speak freely. My daughters have been living so well with you, and have given birth to so many grandchildren... Hahaha, we're all family, no need for formalities."

Murong Fu nodded and said:

"Zhao Xu has abdicated the throne to me, and I will ascend the throne in a few days to rule the Song Dynasty."

After Murong Fu finished speaking, seeing Duan Zhengchun's blank expression, he knew that this matter had a significant impact on him, so he continued:

"In fact, the Liao Dynasty is now under my control. The sudden death of Yelü Hongji and the ascension of his grandson Yelü Yanxi were all my doing."

My wife, Li Qinglu, was Princess Yinchuan of Western Xia, and Li Qiushui, the actual ruler of Western Xia, was also my close friend...."

Seeing that Duan Zhengchun seemed hesitant to speak and his expression was somewhat unpleasant, Murong Fu knew that the other man was not a fool and had understood the unspoken meaning behind his words.

Duan Zhengchun simply didn't know how to refuse, so he found it difficult to speak.

Murong Fu, too lazy to beat around the bush, revealed his true purpose:

"Father-in-law, I wish to combine these countries into one, including Tibet, as well as the countries further west and north."

There will be no more wars, no more separations.

Instead, it's about learning from each other's strengths and helping each other.

Dali is naturally an indispensable part of it, what do you think?

Duan Zhengchun said, "Son-in-law, I...I am just a Prince of Zhennan, not the ruler of Dali. I'll go back and inform my elder brother, the Emperor, before making a decision."

Murong Fu said, "Father-in-law, Emperor Baoding of Dali actually completed his tonsure when Kumārajīva advanced on Tianlong Temple. He must have already decided to pass the throne to you."

I've been busy with mundane matters these past two years, and I estimate it won't be long before I'm gone.

Between you and me, father-in-law and son-in-law, let's be frank and not beat around the bush.

This is an inevitable trend, one that no individual can stop. It is also a great act of kindness, a blessing for all people.

Seeing Duan Zhengchun's troubled expression, Murong Fu poured him another cup of tea and said:

"But I don't necessarily need a definite answer today."

The father-in-law can take his time to think it over.

This matter cannot be accomplished in just one or two years. It will also take me several months to reorganize the internal affairs of the Song Dynasty, during which time I will also implement new policies.

I hope we can reach an agreement when I ask my father-in-law again next time.

Duan Zhengchun took another sip of the tea that Murong Fu had poured and nodded.

Then Murong Fu patted him on the shoulder and went out.

Duan Zhengchun also sighed:

My son-in-law... is truly more domineering than ever before.

Could the Song Dynasty, Liao Dynasty, Western Xia Dynasty, Dali Kingdom, and Tibet all become one country?

I never even dared to imagine it.

The wedding went smoothly, and Murong Fu's wedding was getting better and better.

Afterwards, Duan Zhengchun and the others returned to Dali, but Duan Zhengchun seemed somewhat worried when he left.

Duan Yu's eyes were red from crying. His last sister had married Murong Fu, and he was completely heartbroken.

Hearing that his uncle, Emperor Baoding, wanted to become a monk, he now also had the idea of ​​accompanying his uncle to become a monk...

After the others left, Murong Fu ordered his four chief retainers to depart for Bianjing the next day to prepare for his ascension to the throne.

The four of them naturally agreed.

A few days ago, after Bao Butong revealed Murong Fu's grand vision, the two of them did indeed waver.

Later, in a conversation with Murong Fu, Murong Fu also agreed that a Yan Prefecture could be established in the original territory of the Great Yan, which is now the area of ​​the Great Liao, and even that his retainers could be appointed as prefects or vice-prefects.

They were naturally overjoyed and once again united around Young Master Murong.

Murong Fu only brought four retainers with him this time. Although these four men were not particularly talented, they were good at speaking, learning, joking, and singing and were loyal.

All five of them rode horses and headed north.

Upon arriving in Bianjing, Murong Fu and his party had just settled into the Sanhe Garden when Tong Guan immediately came to Murong Fu's side.

Accompanied by a deputy, he knelt and bowed, saying, "Your humble servant greets Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty!"

After Murong Fu helped him to his feet, he asked, "Tong Guan, has news of Zhao Xu's death spread yet?"

More than half a month has passed, and under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to suppress it.

The emperor needed to hold court assemblies, almost every day, followed by meetings such as lectures on the classics, joint discussions between the two offices, and detailed discussions before the emperor.

With Zhao Xu dead for so many days, the court was naturally in chaos, and the officials became suspicious.

However, Tong Guan was in charge of the Sunflower Guard, the most elite force of the Song Dynasty, and they often delivered imperial edicts on behalf of the emperor in the past.

Meanwhile, Chancellor Zhang, Privy Councilor Zeng Bu, and others also knew that a major case had occurred in Bianjing half a month ago, resulting in the deaths and injuries of thousands of imperial guards and the destruction of countless buildings.

When Murong Fu left, he did not leave any specific instructions. Tong Guan then claimed that the emperor had been seriously injured in the riot and was being treated by the old master, and that he would not see any outsiders.

Although none of the court officials had ever met the patriarch, they had certainly heard of his name.

For a time, this suppressed the doubts in the court, but with each passing day, the doubts grew stronger. Tong Guan was already at his breaking point, so he was overjoyed at Murong Fu's arrival.

He hurriedly said to Murong Fu, "Your Majesty, there is no ticket."

Your humble servant used the excuse that there was an assassin in the palace, Zhao Xu was seriously injured and was being treated by the Emperor, and that you were not seeing any outsiders to suppress the matter.

But Murong Fu nodded and said to him, "Thank you for your hard work."

You've done a good job these days. Tonight, I'll have important ministers like Zhang, Zeng Bu, Zhong Pu, and An Tao come to my study.

Upon hearing this, Tong Guan knew that it was to clear obstacles for his ascension to the throne. After all, becoming emperor was not simply a matter of being the strongest in martial arts.

He also needs the support of the ministers. But with Murong Fu's current military strength... it's not that difficult.

Tong Guan understood all too well the true value of being a grandmaster.

night.

A group of key ministers of the Song Dynasty arrived at the study under the leadership of Tong Guan.

They heard that the emperor had almost fully recovered and wanted to summon them.

Upon entering the study, they bowed and shouted "Long live the Emperor!" Then, looking up, they saw an excessively handsome face.

Prime Minister Zhang Jing instinctively shouted, "Who are you?!"