"Please!"

Huang Shang and Murong Fu sat and drank opposite each other, and they had accepted his apology and become good friends.

Murong Fu killed Wei Jiu on the spot, and had no intention of concealing it, at this time, his sword eyebrows were raised, his eyes were shining, and he approached directly: "Yueguan, I know that you are from the same place as those people, I don't care what you want to get, but if you dare to hurt Gongzi and damage the Great Song Dynasty guarded by Gongzi, I will not spare it!" ”

The heart of protection can still be sharp!

Looking at the reincarnation from Murong Fu's point of view, it is actually right.

When the reincarnation approached Huang Shang, it was naturally ill-intentioned.

The contract of good deeds is good, and the contract of evil deeds is even more frenzied, the purpose is to deceive the body, and the whole person wants it, and there are countless other cheats of money and sex.

Back then, Xu Feng Wufeng and others were powerful, and Murong Fu was still a little scholar, so why not, now that he is a first-class master in the world, how can he allow the reincarnation to be presumptuous again?

Huang Shang made a promise: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to hurt Xianggong!" ”

Murong Fu drank all the wine in the cup: "Remember your words!" ”

Huang Shang found it interesting.

The status of the doppelganger plot is too high, many things can't be seen, the ontology is new to the world, looking at Da Song from different angles, looking at these people around him, there is a different kind of novelty.

Murong Fu followed him when he was eleven years old, and now he is thirty-six years old, and twenty-five years have passed.

The days of the doppelganger are unpretentious and boring, and not many people can hold on, but Murong Fu has become accustomed to it.

The heart is like stopping water, imperceptibly.

Some of the original ideas have been gradually put aside.

Another key point in this is that Murong Bo did not exert influence.

If Murong Bo has been in the shadows, constantly urging Murong Fu to seize power and recover Dayan, then it is useless to imperceptibly, only direct education.

Thanks to the help of the puppeteer, Murong Bo is still wandering around the world, implementing his ideals of the Zongheng family, dividing all regions except the Great Song Dynasty, and making them inseparable, Murong Fu lost his father's influence and devoted himself to the cause of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Even so, Huang Shang also hoped that Murong Fu would have a good ending: "Since Xianggong is interested in you leading the Jianghu forces in the Flying Tiger Army, why don't you accept it?" ”

Murong Fu shook his head: "I don't want to go back to the rivers and lakes, I just want to live a peaceful life, follow in the footsteps of my son, and pursue the realm of unity between heaven and man!" ”

As early as that year, Gusu Murong became a scholar of the court officials, and it was circulated in the rivers and lakes.

At first, the charlatans mocked, but soon, they couldn't laugh anymore, and tears flowed into their stomachs.

Huang Shang actually did not deliberately suppress the martial arts forces, but with the improvement of the strength of the imperial court, one will change naturally.

The life of bohemianty and freedom-loving is gone, and many martial arts people who call themselves heroes do not want to obey the law, as always, the result is that they are shot on the spot by well-trained forbidden troops with divine arm bows, or on the wanted list, and they no longer dare to set foot in prosperous states and counties, and can only wander in the wilderness.

In this way, when the restraint is like a mantra on the head, the people in the martial arts finally find that the times have changed.

Twenty years have passed, when the Great Song Dynasty is strong, many martial arts people are also obedient, and they are willing to unite under the government team led by Huang Shang to protect their families and defend the country.

Looking at Gusu Murong again, it changed from ridicule to envy.

Yesterday you ignored me, and today I make you unattainable.

Now it is indeed the world that has been recruiting for a long time, and as soon as the Flying Tiger Army came out, the major factions of martial arts naturally signed up.

Therefore, within the Flying Tiger Army, it is divided into two parts, one is a martial arts person, and the other is a reincarnation alien.

Huang Shang's doppelganger, as the prime minister's honor, cannot deign to be noble and personally command Jianghuzi, Murong Fu is the best choice, and it is also an opportunity for him to make contributions.

Unexpectedly, Murong Fu was unwilling.

After Wei Jiu's incident, he would rather be a little scholar and a little housekeeper by his son's side than go out and show his face.

Huang Shang looked at the wine in the glass, and for the first time felt that the personality charm was too strong, and sometimes it was not good.

It seems that the ontological ability needs to work a little more.

……

……

A few days later.

The thirty-six reserve fighters of the Flying Tiger Army finally gathered in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Originally, thirty-six people were recruited, plus Huang Shang's body, a total of thirty-seven people.

Wei Jiu unfortunately passed away and became thirty-six people again.

Among these people, the vast majority of reincarnators are entering the Prime Minister's Mansion for the first time.

When they felt the effect of the blessed earth, an incredible color appeared between their eyebrows.

Some people are thoughtful, some are excited, and some are eager to stay here on the spot.

But obviously, no matter how unruly he was in the past, he didn't dare to be the slightest presumptuous here.

Even when I came to the martial arts training ground in the backyard, I stood in a row and straightened my waist.

At a glance, it looks like a small pacesetter in military training.

They didn't have to wait long.

After a while, I heard the rustling of the bamboo forest, a gust of wind blowing from the forest, Huang Shangmu hairpin shoes, wearing a Taoist robe, walked unhurriedly, Murong Fu took three steps behind him, and followed all the way.

In this world, many civil officials like to wear Taoist robes at home, not as monks, nor as admiring Taoism, but just like that kind of dusty demeanor.

But those people, how can they have the temperament of Taoism and nature, and the unity of heaven and man?

It's just a layer of skin.

Only Huang Shang's doppelganger, after more than 20 years of cultivation with a pure heart and few desires, that face as warm as jade, as young as a young man, has not changed in the slightest, and there is no pressure in temperament.

The universe cares about the hand, and all the transformations are born in the heart.

"Huang Xianggong is good!"

When the reincarnators saw it, they hurriedly hugged their fists, gave their hands, and some simply bowed 90 degrees.

Huang Shang opened his mouth to encourage.

It is nothing more than to serve the Great Song Dynasty and serve the country and the people.

But this kind of usual lethargic cliché, at this time, every reincarnation is attentive and listens very seriously.

Because that's when they get a quest prompt:

"Side Quest: As a member of the Song Flying Tiger Army, participate in the campaign against Western Xia and do your best."

"Depending on the degree of personal influence on the war, mission rewards are paid out on a monthly basis."

"Minimum reward: 100 reincarnation points, power of the White Contract*1."

"Maximum Reward: Unlimited."

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……

Everyone checked the task, and they were more or less happy.

The rewards for this quest are really rich.

It may seem like a month's worth is not much, but don't forget, from the outbreak to the end of a war, it takes at least half a year, and it is normal to fight for several years.

Even if the Great Song Dynasty has an advantage in national strength, the battle to destroy the country will have to be fought for at least a year, right?

Twelve months, that's at least a thousand reincarnation points and twelve white contract powers!

What's more, this is the basic income, as long as the reincarnator makes contributions, there must be more rewards!

As for the highest reward, everyone present was self-aware and didn't think much about it.

Only Huang Shang's eyes lit up slightly.

There is also an upper limit on the body of a reincarnation, and there is also an upper limit.

But the main shrine is different!

Look at how generous this term is, no limit!

The first battle of the rise of the main temple may fall on these two words.