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

Chapter 265 Actively Triggered Plot

Murong Fu knew he couldn't reason with someone from the Yuan Dynasty like Zhao Min, so he just laughed it off.

The two talked for a while longer, and Zhao Min discovered that this seemingly out-of-the-box Murong Fu was actually quite skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and also had some remarkable insights into national affairs.

Zhao Min then recalled the intelligence report that he could single-handedly take on hundreds of experts from the six major sects, managing to injure them without killing them, demonstrating that his control and martial arts skills had reached an extremely high level.

She thought to herself that Murong Fu was a major scourge to her Great Yuan Dynasty.

However, she was quite cunning, and no matter how many thoughts she had in her heart, she would not easily show them, but would bury them deep in her heart.

After about two incense sticks' time, the meal was ready. A servant came to inform Zhao Min, who then stood up from her armchair and led the group of heroes through the corridors and courtyards to a large garden.

The garden features ancient and rustic rocks, clear streams and ponds, and while there aren't many flowers, it is quite elegant.

Yang Xiao nodded secretly, thinking that the owner of this garden was no ordinary person, but a man of great vision and wisdom.

But Murong Fu didn't care at all; he stayed in all kinds of royal gardens and gardens in Jiangnan, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

After walking a few more steps, they found two tables of food and drink arranged in the waterside pavilion. Zhao Min invited Murong Fu and the others to take their seats.

Zhao Min poured herself a large cup of wine, downed it in one gulp, and said, "This is Shaoxing's privet-aged wine, aged for eighteen years. Please, everyone, try it and see how it tastes!"

Although Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Yin Tianzheng, and others firmly believed that Miss Zhao was a chivalrous person, they were still very cautious. They carefully examined the wine pot and wine cups and found nothing unusual. After Miss Zhao drank the first cup of wine, they dispelled their suspicions and began to eat and drink without restraint.

Murong Fu, Qiao Feng, Zhang Wuji, Guo Jing, and others had already reached a state of immunity to all poisons, so they were naturally fearless and dared to put anything into their mouths. Around the waterside pavilion, seven or eight daffodil-like flowers were planted in the pond, resembling daffodils but larger, with flowers in a hundred colors and a delicate fragrance. The heroes gathered there, enjoying the fragrant breeze and fine wine, feeling extremely pleased.

Murong Fu recognized these daffodils as the so-called "Drunken Immortal Lotus," which, although extremely rare, was non-toxic.

Murong Fu knew that the Heaven-Slaying Sword beside Zhao Min was actually fake. It was made from the "fragrant wood of the seabed" and was not poisonous in itself. However, when the two fragrances were mixed together, they became a deadly poison.

In the original story, the Ming Cult was brought down by this poison. The fact that the mighty Ming Cult was defeated by Zhao Min shows how deep her schemes were.

But Murong Fu didn't care. Even if he was poisoned, he could drink water infused with the bulb of the flower to cure the poison.

In fact, with his medical skills, even without a corresponding antidote, he could easily alleviate the symptoms of others. When everyone was enjoying their meal, Zhao Min asked why the Green Winged Bat King and the others kept looking at her sword.

Zhou Dian and Wei Yixiao then took turns recounting how the sword belonged to an old nun from Emei and how she had used it to kill many Ming Cult brothers.

Zhao Min nodded after hearing this, and then left the hall under the pretext of not being able to hold her liquor and needing to change her clothes. Everyone was secretly shocked to see that Zhao Min's Heaven-Slaying Sword was still on the table. They did not expect that Miss Zhao would be so negligent, and it seemed that she really was not able to hold her liquor.

Just then, Murong Fu directly covered the fake Heaven Sword with his true energy and then stored it in his personal space.

When everyone saw the Heaven Sword suddenly disappear, they naturally knew it was Murong Fu's doing. He never hid his skill of concealing his abilities, and he openly displayed them, which everyone had become accustomed to.

Then, Murong Fu said he wanted to wander around and told them to eat and drink as they pleased, and he walked straight out of the room.

The entire manor was within Murong Fu's perception. He had just "seen" Zhao Min changing clothes, but he didn't know the color. However, he could sense the softness and breathability of the fabric.

It wasn't just the fabric, so when Zhao Min was changing clothes, she felt something was strange. Even though the doors and windows were closed, she could feel a gentle breeze blowing on her body.

When Murong Fu was strolling around outside, he happened to bump into Zhao Min, who was dressed in a dashing yellow dress, playing the zither in a small pavilion in the garden.

When Zhao Min saw Murong Fu emerge, she smoothed the vibrations from the zither strings with her delicate hands, her voice abruptly ceasing. She rose and said:

"Sect Leader Murong, why are you out? Is the food not to your liking?"

Murong Fu feigned surprise and said, "Ah? Young Master Zhao, you... do you have a cross-dressing fetish?!"

Zhao Min rolled her eyes at Murong Fu and said, "What cross-dressing fetish? I'm a woman, surely Leader Murong could tell?"

Murong Fu shook his head and said, "I really didn't realize that. I was just thinking how well Young Master Zhao's chest muscles were developed."

Now it seems it wasn't the pectoral muscles.

Although Zhao Min was clever and mischievous, she blushed when she heard Murong Fu say this and said:

"I never expected Leader Murong to be such a reckless person. I must have misjudged him!"

Murong Fu walked over and said to Zhao Min, "Miss Zhao, you've actually misjudged."

Then, with a single step, the two of them plummeted together.

Zhao Min was surprised that Murong Fu had discovered a trap, and even more surprised that he would trigger it directly.

Zhao Min hurriedly grabbed the table next to her, but was pushed away by Murong Fu's palm strike, and the two of them fell together. Everything went black before their eyes, and their bodies continued to fall, but then they heard a loud bang, and the flap above their heads had already closed.

But Zhao Min was completely disoriented when she fell, while Murong Fu landed steadily without the slightest panic.

Zhao Min knew that Murong Fu was very skilled in martial arts and thought he would try to open the mechanism door immediately, but to her surprise, Murong Fu walked towards her step by step.

Zhao Min was born into a Mongolian noble family and was the apple of the eye of Prince Ruyang. No one ever went against her wishes. She also had a clever mind, and although she was new to the martial arts world, many masters had already fallen into her hands.

She had assumed the Ming Cult was like the other six major sects, but Murong Fu's unpredictable actions surprised and angered her. She said with some fear:

"Sect Leader Murong... what are you going to do?"

Murong Fu said, "Princess Zhao, I just said you were mistaken. I am not a rash person."

He was, however, a very reckless person.

As he spoke, Murong Fu tore off Zhao Min's left shoulder sleeve.

"Ah!" Zhao Min cried out, but she knew in her heart that the trap was not only sturdy but also soundproof. The other party was not falling into the trap according to her rhythm, so no one would come to save her.

Thinking of this, she was truly frightened, and turned her body to the side, blocking her fair arm.

Seeing Murong Fu deliberately slow his pace as he approached, Mingming began to sob, crying, "You've bullied me! You've bullied me!"

Murong Fu seemed even more excited when he saw Zhao Min crying.

The welfare bureau is great!

He said, "Hehehehehe, I'll humiliate you, I'll humiliate you!"

Zhao Min was taken aback. Although her reaction just now was partly genuine fear, it was mostly feigned. She thought that Murong Fu, the leader of the Ming Cult who had injured hundreds of people from the six major sects but had not killed a single one, was a benevolent person.

They also believed that the leader who restrained the Ming Cult followers and helped them give up their bad habits of plundering and killing would be a person of great righteousness.

But I never expected that upon seeing her today, I would feel such a lack of pity for her.

But in Murong Fu's view, there was no conflict between benevolence and righteousness and lust and womanizing.

It's normal for a man, especially a man with high martial arts skills, to have some quirks, right?

As Murong Fu drew closer, she could even feel his breath, his scent forcefully filling her nostrils.

She had never encountered such an opponent before, one who was so powerful that he seemed to know everything and was not bound by her moral constraints.

Unlike those hypocritical scoundrels in the Central Plains martial arts world, he has absolutely no shame!

"Stop touching me, Young Master Murong, I'll let you out..."

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Zhao Min felt the large hand on her shoulder and had already imagined her fate. Only then did she realize how fragile and powerless those so-called schemes were in front of Murong Fu.

In Murong Fu's view, Zhao Min was just another version of Xiao Yu'er, not inherently bad, but with many ulterior motives and a penchant for playing tricks on people.

But Wen was able to step up at crucial moments.

He meant no harm to Zhao Min; he was just greeting her. But seeing Zhao Min now reaping the consequences of her actions, Murong Fu felt inexplicably happy.

Then I looked at her feet.

They were a pair of white shoes with white silk soles, adorned with delicate, hand-embroidered flowers by Suzhou embroidery masters. These flowers might not be visible in the dark cellar, but they would reflect a shimmering glow in the sunlight.

Murong Fu's childhood memories and desires were awakened. He swallowed hard and said:

"If I want to go out, I will go out naturally. Why do I need you to let me go?"

I know your identity, Minmin Temur. As a princess, have you foreseen the changing tides of the world?!

How long can the Yuan Dynasty hold onto its throne?

Zhao Min was taken aback by the sudden change in style.

But when it came to her own empire, Zhao Min straightened her chest and said:

"Our Great Yuan Iron Cavalry has smothered the Central Plains, and also the Western Regions and even further afield, establishing an unprecedentedly vast empire. For a hundred years, the country has been secure and the world has been at peace."

Heh, you're just a minor sect leader from a corner of the Western Regions, with only some crude martial arts skills, yet you dare to make such a grand claim?

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Murong Fu was even more excited to see that the woman, despite being a woman of this era, possessed a spirit and breadth of mind that most men could not match.

He said to Zhao Min, "Hehe, your Great Yuan can conquer the world, but you don't know how to govern it. Now the Han people call you Mongols barbarians, and you regard the Central Plains as pastures, oppressing the people and abducting women."

People harbor anger and hatred. As rulers, you must ensure that people have a way to survive so that they can maintain your rule. But once people feel they cannot survive, they will become refugees, overthrow all your order and rule, and hang all your bloated Mongol nobles on the city walls.

However, I admire your talent and spirit, if you are willing to assist me.

I, Murong Fu, guarantee that I will spare the lives of your Ruyang Prince's family, and may even grant you power and status far exceeding that of your father.