Chapter 30: The Murong Family

"What Murong family?" After returning to the third room, Zhu Jianwen asked. Qu Xiangtian also knows the analysis of the situation in the world well, Lu Yunzhi preemptively said before he opened his mouth: "The Murong family is the descendant of Murong Chong, the Xian Emperor of Western Yan in the Five Hu and Sixteen Kingdoms, and after the fall of the Yan Kingdom, he has never wanted to restore the country, but in the past hundred years, he has been traveling between countries and has established a certain amount of power, as if the establishment of Timur is also related to the Murong family, but the specific situation is unknown. However, as far as I know, there are also people with different numbers who are the same as you and me, but they are not the same line of heaven, earth and man, and they have a good relationship with us in the right line of heaven, earth and man. I only know so much, third brother, you can add it. ”

Lu Yunzhi pondered for a while, and said: "Speaking of the Murong family, it was earlier than the establishment of our heaven, earth and people, and I also saw some words, in short, the story is like this, Qianyan was destroyed by Fu Jian, the king of Qianqin, and since then the entire Murong family has been captured, and the royal family of the Xianbei clan has been reduced to a prisoner, Murong Chong is even more miserable, because he is handsome and was sent to the palace as a slave, and his sister Princess Qinghe is also the same, the most tragic thing is that Fu Jian is actually a cultivator, obsessed with the art of the house, Although it is despised by the people of the Central Plains, it is indeed powerful, and Princess Qinghe has become Fu Jian's favorite concubine, and she is tortured every night. Fu Jiangu is still a bisexual, the tendency to love boys is extremely serious, Murong Chong becomes more and more handsome as he gets older, naturally he has not escaped Fu Jian's clutches, the identity of the male slave makes Murong Chong painful, but he is gifted in Fu Jian's body to learn all the room techniques, after research one day Dacheng and counterattack with the room in the art to confuse the minister in power Wang Meng, Wang Meng advised Fu Jian, so Fu Jian released Murong Chong, Wang Jia as a master of the art of yin and yang will have a big disaster in the future, busy informing Fu Jian, Fu Jian killed all the Murong family members in the city, but Murong Chong had already achieved the mastery of the art in the room, and he saw through the heavenly opportunity and fled from Chang'an. In the following years, Murong Chong repeatedly studied the art of the house, and collected women from all over the world to collect yin and supplement yang, and also raised troops to attack Chang'an with his brother Murong Hong, Murong Chui, and Fu Jian escaped after being shot by arrow, causing Wujiangshan to be hanged to death. ”

"And then?" Zhu Jianwen asked with interest, the blood of the royal family made him more fond of this kind of power struggle. Lu Yunzhi said with an embarrassed expression: "Then, Murong Chong was not satisfied with the knowledge obtained by the room technique, and after ascending the throne as the emperor, he continued to look for young and beautiful women, and at the same time studied the law of father and son, and finally he did something against the sky, and his sister Princess Qinghe fornicated and gave birth to a son named Murong Xiangbo, his theory is like this, close relatives give birth to ten sons, nine idiots and one wisdom, that is to say, once a child is born, as long as he is not disabled or stupid, he must be super-talented, deaf and clear-sighted, and it turns out that he is right." After being the emperor for a year, Murong Chong knew more information about the outside world, and learned that there are many different secret techniques in the world, such as the art of yin and yang, the art of finding ghosts, the method of face-to-face, etc., so he decided not to be the emperor and traveled all over the world to learn the secret art of the world, and made a false impression that Han Ting killed himself, and took his sister Princess Qinghe to travel all over the world, and his son Murong Xiangbo is indeed talented, he can read and write at the age of three and never forget, he still has a mating that violates the nature of the family, and he invented a suite of secret arts, and since then his close relatives are no longer stupid, The children they give birth to, regardless of gender, have the characteristics of the Murong family of the Xianbei clan, their complexions are fair-skinned, and they are all peerless beauties, but although they are also studying various techniques now, the most important thing is to study their Murong family's unique room technique, so the men and women of the Murong family are debauched by nature, and everyone must be careful not to be bewitched. ”

Fang Qingze shouted: "It's so fragrant, this story is comparable to "The Legend of Ruyijun", it's so cool." Qu Xiangtian slapped the table and stood up and shouted, "Second brother, do you have this book?" Fang Qingze was a little embarrassed, after all, it was ****, so he was naturally embarrassed, and he was even more flustered when he heard Qu Xiangtian shouting, and he took out a thin book from his arms. Qu Xiangtian copied the book in Fang Qingze's hand and said: "You kid didn't say it earlier, I bought it for a long time and couldn't buy it, just to take a look, but unfortunately it was already sold out when I didn't bring the silver taels to buy it again. Lu Yunzhi's face was as red as a ripe apple, and he hurriedly shook his hand and fled back.

Although Zhu Jianwen's eyes were also staring at the book, and his saliva was about to flow down, he still asked the key question: "What is the relationship between the Murong family and Timur?" Qu Xiangtian raised the book on the table, and also asked suspiciously: "This is reasonable, the Murong family is active in the northeast, but Timur is in the west, far away, so it is said that there should be no connection." Lu Yunzhi replied: "I don't know the specific things, but the eldest brother also said before that in the past hundred years, they have traveled between countries in fact, it is accurate to say that they have traveled to the countries of the Western Regions, because the northern thorns, Tatars and other countries are superstitious..." ”

Lu Yunzhi nodded and said: "It is the art of ghosts and witches, it is precisely because of listening to the words of ghosts and witches that the Mongols of the Yuan Dynasty slaughtered all the veins of heaven, earth and people that have resisted for many years, and finally achieved the Zhongzheng line to protect Zhu Yuanzhang to get the world, and the Zhongzheng line once again overwhelmed the crowd and returned to the center of dominating the heavens, earth and people. Although the Mongols were defeated, the northern nomads still trusted the ghosts and witches, which made it impossible for the people of heaven and earth to infiltrate the grassland, and also made the Murong family nowhere to live. The Central Plains region has long been firmly controlled by the heavens, earth and people, although they are friendly with our Zhongzheng lineage, but they are unwilling to succumb to us, so they ran to the west, and finally infiltrated their power into the *** religion after hard work, and with their help, the first king Timur defeated many enemies and established the Timurid Empire with the same vast territory. Therefore, among Timur, the status of the Murong family is much higher than that of the Zhongzheng family in the Ming Dynasty, and they are the real masters of that country. They are friendly with Zhongzheng and will never attack us for no reason, and they must have something to do before they raise troops, so they asked us to go to Timur to have a look, after all, they are also like-minded. ”

Only then did everyone understand, and suddenly Lu Yunzhi whispered: "Someone is here!" Everyone looked at the door, and soon heard someone outside the door saying, "Wu Wang Shizi Zhu has seen and heard?" Zhu Jianwen bowed his hand to Lu Yunzhi to express his admiration for Lu Yunzhi's keen hearing, then stood up, opened the door and walked out, and came back after a while, still holding a package in his hand, wrapped in yellow silk cloth, and threw it on the table after entering the room, making a bell.

Fang Qingze frowned and said, "Yo, your little uncle really gave a hundred taels of gold." Being an emperor is really rich, but speaking is also a good character. I'll call you uncle, and you give me the money. Zhu Jianwen pushed Fang Qingze and said, "you." Fang Qingze shouted with a big grin: "Seriously, if this money is useless, give it to me." And you, eldest brother and third brother, give me all the red envelopes given by the master during the New Year and the happy money given by the senior brother, and I will return it to you after a while, okay. Qu Xiangtian stood up, took out a small package from his box, threw it to Fang Qingze, and scolded: "What are you doing with money?" You kid is a copper coin on weekdays to spend it in half, why are you in a hurry to borrow money today, I remember you have a lot. ”

Fang Qingze waved his hand, opened the package and said, "I'm thrifty, oh I said boss, where did your money go, why is there only ten taels left." Qu Xiangtian smiled and said, "I've drunk." "Third brother, where's your money?" Fang Qingze asked. Lu Yunzhi pointed to his box and said, "You know where to put it, go get it yourself, don't break my book, I'm going to read it." Saying that, he picked up a book on the table and read it at the desk, Fang Qingze opened the box and took out the silver taels, and then said with satisfaction: "The third brother still knows how to live, there are one hundred and fifty taels, but there are really a lot of them can catch up with the annual salary of a Zhizhou, enough is enough." Saying that, he wrapped these cash silver, gold and other things in a big cloth and ran out, Qu Xiangtian shouted inquiringly, but Fang Qingze waved his hand and didn't answer, and the black fat man ran away without a trace.