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

Chapter 264 Green Willow Manor

Zhao Min hadn't expected Murong Fu to be so proactive; he had been waiting here specifically for Murong Fu and his group.

Upon closer inspection, he thought to himself, "What a handsome young man with a jade-like face, the leader of the Demonic Sect."

Her round eyes sparkled with life, and she laughed heartily as she said:

"It is my honor to dine with Leader Murong."

Wei Yixiao asked curiously from the side, "How do you know our leader and his surname?"

Zhang Min said, "Who in the world doesn't know that Leader Murong resolved the conflict between the six major sects and the Ming Cult with swift and decisive measures?"

At this moment, Murong Fu waved to a girl selling flowers along the roadside. When she came over, Murong Fu said to her:

"Young lady, I have a question for you."

Seeing the girl nod, Murong Fu said, "Do you know about the siege of Bright Peak by the six major sects? Do you know the name of the leader of the Bright Peak sect?"

The girl looked blank after hearing this, then hesitated and shook her head.

Murong Fu then took out one or two taels of silver and handed it to the other party, took the flower basket from his hands, and gave it to Xiao Zhao.

The girl was overjoyed to receive the silver, but she kept turning back to look at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu said to Zhao Min, "Hehe, there are many people in the world who don't know this."

Only when my Ming Cult drives out the Tartars, restores the land, and I, Murong Fu, ascend the throne, will this matter perhaps be known to the whole world.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Ming Cult nodded in agreement, but Zhao Min's group became restless.

The group of burly men stared menacingly at Murong Fu. If looks could kill, Murong Fu would have been riddled with arrows.

Zhao Min's expression also stiffened for a moment, but she quickly recovered and said:

"I admire that the leader of the Murong sect has such lofty ambitions."

Would you be willing to visit my mountain villa for a chat?

Murong Fu naturally agreed, and then instructed his followers to send the poor girls to a place to settle down. If there was a place for them to go, he would give them travel expenses and even have the Five Elements Flags escort them to the city.

If you have nowhere to go, you can even join the Ming Cult.

Murong Fu knew that in this world, both men and women had it hard, and each had their own suffering.

But it will end soon. At this moment, the Han people have no foundation for rule, unlike the worlds of Tianlong and Shengui, where chaos would ensure the safety of the enemy. In this world of Yitian, they will have to start from scratch.

The most useful one is actually their Ming Cult, so this matter cannot be rushed.

Following Zhao Min, the group traveled for several miles until they came to a large manor. They followed a flagstone road to the front of a grand estate. The manor was surrounded by a small river, its banks lined with green willows. To find such a scene of southern China in the Gansu-Liangzhou region filled the assembled heroes with a sense of exhilaration. The manor gates were wide open, and the drawbridge had already been lowered.

Everyone then knew that this was Miss Zhao's residence.

The members of the Ming Cult are all shrewd and intelligent. Even the most honest and simple-minded Guo Jing has gained great wisdom through his years of experience.

Zhao Min's figure and skin made it immediately clear that she was a young lady rather than a young master. These people never said so, but only gave her the respectful title based on her attire.

Miss Zhao personally led the way, guiding everyone into the hall.

The assembled heroes saw a plaque hanging high in the hall, bearing the four large characters "Green Willow Villa". In the central hall was a painting of "Eight Horses" by Zhao Mengfu, each of the eight horses displaying a different posture, each spirited and vigorous.

On the left wall hangs a large character that reads: "A white rainbow flies above the seat, a green snake roars in the box, frost kills on the blade, and the full moon shines on the knob."

The sword slays the dragon from beyond the heavens, the sword clashes with the sun's blazing light, the sword pierces the belly of a demon, the sword brushes the head of a treacherous minister. Secretly use it to ward off evil spirits, lest it frighten only concubines and wives. Save it to slay the dragon beneath the deep pool, lest it harm the dog in the street.

The poem concludes with a line of small characters: "At night, I tested the Heaven-Slaying Sword; it is truly a divine object. This poem, written in the Miscellaneous Records on Swords, is a tribute to it. Zhao Min of Bianliang."

Everyone then learned that the woman's surname was Zhao and her given name was Min, and that she was from Bianjing (Kaifeng).

The children were running around the mansion, which made things difficult for some of the servants, but Zhao Min didn't care at all. Instead, she kept an eye on Xiao Zhao and Yang Buhui, who were by Murong Fu's side.

Yang Buhui was young and beautiful, but Zhao Min was recognized as the most beautiful woman in Mongolia, so she was naturally even more youthful and beautiful.

But Xiao Zhao was the daughter of Dai Qisi, the most beautiful woman in the world back then, and even had a bit more charm than the Purple-Robed Dragon King back then, which made Zhao Min secretly think how beautiful she was.

Murong Fu looked at Zhao Min and said, "Young Master Zhao Min, we have now arrived at your estate. We wonder when we will eat? These past few days traveling through the desert have left our brothers starving."

Murong Fu and the Ming Cult members had been eating and sleeping in the same way throughout their journey. After all, he was the leader and would not make any special requests. He would also occasionally share the spirit spring wine with his brothers to refresh themselves.

So these days, besides spirit wine, he eats only rough barbecue and flatbread.

Knowing that the food at Green Willow Manor must be good, I'm going to treat my brothers to another delicious meal.

Zhao Min was taken aback by Murong Fu's impoliteness and said, "Master Murong, I have already instructed the kitchen to prepare the meal, which will be ready in a moment."

Let's wait here for a moment."

Murong Fu nodded, watching the children making a ruckus on the artificial hill outside the door. Zhang Junbao, without paying attention, kicked off a piece of the feng shui stone from the Taihu Lake, which fell into the lake with a bang, splashing water.

Zhao Min was about to say it was alright when Murong Fu said, "It's nothing, just kids kicking it around for fun."

Zhao Min was stunned. She hadn't expected Murong Fu to be so blunt, leaving her speechless.

He then pointed to the calligraphy on the wall and said, "Master Murong, what do you think of my calligraphy?"

Murong Fu said casually, "Not bad."

Zhao Min then said, "Judging from what Leader Murong said, he must be skilled in painting. I would like to request a piece of his calligraphy as a memento."

Murong Fu nodded, and Zhao Min beckoned. The servants tacitly brought out the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. They ground the ink, prepared the brush, and placed the inkstone on the Xuan paper. Zhao Min then invited him to the desk, where Murong Fu walked to the desk and wrote a few large characters with a flourish.

Zhao Min stood to the side, looking at the calligraphy, which was elegant and unrestrained.

Even in the changing strokes of the brush, it seemed as if a powerful sword intent was bursting forth, yet it was sealed on this thin Xuan paper, making one's heart tremble.

Zhao Min never expected that Murong Fu's calligraphy was so good. She had studied Chinese characters and calligraphy since childhood, and her own handwriting had already won the praise of the masters of the time. But compared with Murong Fu's, it seemed as if it had no strength.

As the ancients said, a skilled calligrapher uses more strength than bone, while an unskilled calligrapher uses more flesh. A calligrapher with more flesh and less bone is called a "pig of ink."

Zhao Min quickly had the calligraphy framed, then asked Murong Fu:

"Leader Murong, your calligraphy is truly masterful, with strokes as strong as iron and as graceful as silver hooks. However, I have a question that I do not understand. Could you please enlighten me?"

Murong Fu said, "Speak freely."

Zhao Min said, "The calligraphy is indeed excellent, but the phrase 'Overthrow the Qing and restore the Ming'..."

What does that mean?