Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

In front of Murong's old house.

Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian are welcoming visitors.

Seeing that the time was almost up, but Murong Fu hadn't been seen yet, he felt a little anxious.

Just as he was about to ask, he saw a group of officers and soldiers hugging each other and walking towards the old house.

A closer look revealed that the officers and soldiers hugging each other were Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan. They hurriedly stepped forward to greet them:

Master, are you here?

Eldest brother, second brother, are everyone here? Murong Fu asked with a smile.

Deng Baichuan nodded, took out the guest list, and compared them one by one: Except for a few people who have not yet arrived, the rest are all here.

Haha, let's go! Murong Fu nodded and didn't care.

However, as soon as he took a step forward, a gentle voice came into his ears:

The head of the house is the head of the house, and the pomp is extraordinary. He needs officers and soldiers to clear the way when he walks. I admire him. I admire him.

Murong Fu raised his eyes and glanced at the speaker. He saw that he was twenty-five or six years old and looked unfamiliar. He asked, Who is he?

He is Murong Feipeng, the eldest son of Murong Xingguo, the owner of Bailongshan Yunhe Village. Gong Yegan said after looking through the guest list.

Murong Fu was speechless. The more rubbish a person is, the longer his reputation will be.

Like him, all he needs to say is Nan Murong, and everyone in the world will know about it.

I wanted to show off to him, but I just felt disgusted when I heard the name. I ignored him and walked straight to the hall of the old house.

Murong Fu, you...

Murong Feipeng still wanted to scream, but he saw Murong Fu's eyes glowing with black light and he looked over.

Suddenly he felt a mountain pressing down on him, sending chills down his back.

The murmurs that I wanted to say were swallowed back in my stomach.

It wasn't until Murong Fu completely disappeared that he felt relieved and murmured in a low voice.

Mad! Why is this guy so evil?

Murong Fu came to the entrance of the hall and glanced around the originally noisy environment.

It suddenly became quiet.

Everyone's breathing became clearly visible.

Haha, everyone, uncle and uncle, long time no see.

Everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Murong Fu smiling.

No matter who it was, he quickly stood up to greet him.

Young master, you're welcome.

Young Master's complexion is getting more and more rosy, I think his skills must be more refined.

The young master is very majestic and promising at a young age. I can't wait.

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Listening to everyone's praise, Murong Fu waved his hands calmly.

You are all elders, so you don't have to be polite.

Please take a seat.

After saying that, he was not polite and sat at the head of the table generously.

After walking around, I actually found a few people I knew.

For example, Murong Jiu, Zhang Jing, Gu Renyu, Duan Hefei and so on.

Please~ Please~ Please~

When everyone saw Murong Fu sitting down, they all sat down one after another.

Murong Fu said: I didn't expect that I, Murong, would be able to come back with so many people from different families this year. It's really not easy.

Haha, that's right. Murong Zheng laughed and said, If the previous head of the family hadn't been so conceited, the major families wouldn't have been separated, and we would be reunited today.

When everyone heard this, they became quiet again.

The old guy is slandering Murong Bo, isn't he? Is this the rhythm of breaking up?

Deng Baichuan stood in front of Murong Fu and shouted: Murong Zheng, what are you doing?

Murong Fu scratched his head, looked at the white clouds outside the hall through the window, and said calmly:

If you have any grudges or grievances, can we wait until the ancestor worship is over to discuss them?

Murong Zheng was stunned. He didn't expect that Murong Fu could still be so calm when he suddenly became angry.

Song Siyuan, who was on the side, saw that the atmosphere was not good, and started to persuade: Everyone, we are all well-known figures in the world. We should focus on worshiping our ancestors. We can talk about other things later.

Master Song, this is not okay! Today, you happen to be here. I want to report that Murong Fu deliberately arranged for his clan members to release corpse poison in Gusu City in order to gain fame, causing the people of the whole city to be in trouble.

Murong Zheng stood up and spoke righteously.

This... Song Yongsi glanced at Murong Fu, and seeing his indifferent expression, he boldly asked, Do you have any evidence?

Murong Zheng raised the corner of his mouth, called several servants from the old house, and said:

These are the people who helped Murong Fu poison him.

Then, he took out a notepad from his arms and said:

This is the notebook of our clan Murong Jingyue. In it, he personally recorded Murong Fu's crimes. Please take a look at it.

Song Yongsi reached out and took the notepad handed over by Murong Zheng.

Following the other party's prompts, he turned to the page that recorded Murong Fu's instigation of Murong Jingyue's poisoning.

Master Murong?

Murong Fu calmly drank a cup of tea and said: Haha, all these evidences can be forged, it's not surprising.

Murong Zheng smiled and said: Haha, I knew you would make excuses. Besides them, I have witnesses.

What else? Song Yongsi and everyone were stunned. They didn't expect Murong Zheng to be so well prepared.

Murong Fu was also a little surprised, and curious in his heart, he wanted to see what Murong Zheng was playing.

As his voice fell, two more people walked in.

They seemed to be a couple, plainly dressed and trembling.

Song Yongsi asked: Who are you?

The couple quickly explained: Back to Jiang Tieshan, sir, this is Xue Que.

She is Murong Jingyue's senior brother and sister. She has lived with him since childhood and is as close as a flesh and blood brother.

Oh? Then what evidence do you have to prove that this matter is related to Master Murong? Song Yongsi asked.

Here, look! Jiang Tieshan said, showing his arms to everyone.

Everyone frowned when they saw signs of abuse on his arms.

Too cruel!

How terrible!

No, it was Murong Fu who did it, right?

Murong Feipeng, who had been clamoring earlier, was the first to stand up.

Pointing at Murong Fu, he said: Murong Fu, as the head of the Murong family, you have done such an unconscionable thing. It is really abominable.

That's right, how can you be worthy of being the head of my Murong family with such cruelty? His father, Murong Xingguo, was not idle and also stood up to agree.

Other tribesmen who didn't know what was going on were also led by thoughtful people to accuse him.

Murong Fu asked nonchalantly: Is there anything else besides these?

Hmph, the human and physical evidence are solid, and you still want to quibble? Murong Zheng said.

Master Song, can these be regarded as evidence? Murong Fu asked calmly.

Song Yongsi said with an ugly face: Mr. Murong, according to the laws of the Song Dynasty, if there is any evidence, you must be detained first and brought to justice.

Oh, do you believe me? Murong Fu asked with a smile.

Song Yongsi was stunned and immediately replied: Of course I am willing to believe that you are innocent.

Haha, that's good. In this way, I said that this matter has nothing to do with me. If you believe me, please exit the hall. Murong Fu laughed and said.