Murong Fu's expression was awe-inspiring, and he said loudly: "Just because the people in the world can destroy the Song Dynasty, there is only His Majesty!" If His Majesty is in danger, the Murong clan will have no hope of revenge from now on. ”

"Oh?" Yelu Hongji's eyes flashed, "What do you mean by this, sir?" ”

Murong Fu knelt on the ground again and said, "Don't dare to hide it from Your Majesty, Murong Fu is really a descendant of Dayan......"

At the moment, he told his life experience, and also said that the ancestor Murong Longcheng was defeated by Zhao Kuangyin, and that he had stirred up disputes everywhere in the Great Song Dynasty over the years, hoping to cause chaos in the Song Dynasty, in short, he hated the Great Song Dynasty very much.

Yelu Hongji was even more surprised and delighted when he heard it, he had always had the ambition to invade the south, and Murong Fu hated the Great Song Dynasty, and saved his life, both civil and military, such a talent descended from heaven, doesn't it mean that he is destined to return?

"Sir is truly a man of loyalty!" He laughed and said, "It's just that the Southern Dynasty is now the Empress Dowager Gao, reusing Su Zhe, the government is clear, and there is really no gap to take advantage of. ”

Murong Fu sighed: "That's right, the grass people know that if they only rely on themselves, there is no hope of revenge in this life, looking at the world, only the big Liao soldiers are strong and strong, and they can be the masters of the grass people. ”

Yelu Hongji was even more happy, and said with a smile: "Sir saved me, whatever reward you want, just ask!" ”

Murong Fu was excited in his heart, and hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "The grass people only wish that Your Majesty will take him in, he will go south to attack the Song Dynasty one day, and he is willing to be a pawn!" ”

Yelu Hongji laughed and patted Murong Fu on the shoulder: "My Da Liao has undergone a catastrophe and must recuperate, but don't worry, sir, it will be half a year in the short term, and a year in the longest, I will let Mr. get his wish!" ”

As he spoke, he turned back to the person behind him: "You passed down the holy decree and named Murong Fu as the privy envoy of the Southern Yuan, in charge of the Wenquan clan and the government of Ding Fu, and as the marshal of the Southern Yuan, in charge of the power of the soldiers and horses in the south, supervising the rebel army, and returning to Beijing." ”

Murong Fu was stunned at this moment!

After the king of Chu in the southern court was killed, the privy envoy of the southern court can be said to be the supreme governor of the south, and the entire sixteen states of Yanyun, plus Xijing and Zhongjing, are under the jurisdiction of the privy envoy of the southern court, not to mention, the marshal of the southern court is in charge of the southern soldiers and horses.

With one hand on the military and politics, it can be said that he Murong Fu has since transformed into a person who holds a lot of power!

Murong Fu was stunned for a while, and then he came back to his senses, seeing Yelu Hongji looking at him with a smile, he immediately knelt on the ground, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Minister Murong Fu received the order, thank you Your Majesty Longen!" ”

"Okay, refreshed!" Yelu Hongji laughed, "Brother Murong Xian, from now on, you will sit in Nanjing, explore the reality of the Great Song Dynasty, and when the time comes, we will send troops to the Central Plains!" ”

On the way back to Beijing, Murong Fu's mood couldn't calm down for a long time, and he was in a state of waste for half his life, but today he finally saw the moon when the clouds opened, and the sky was pitiful!

Daddy, the boy did it!

What he wants most now is for his father to see his achievements. It's a pity that my father Shenlong can't see the head and the tail, and the world is so big, I don't know where he is.

"This matter will soon spread throughout the Central Plains, my father will definitely hear the news, and his old man will definitely be proud of me!" Murong thought about it.

He also thought that now that the great cause had been established, it was time to start a family.

Thinking of this, he thought of Wang Yuyan again, and suddenly felt a little resentment in his heart.

"Slut! There is also the surname He, you wait! ”

He Xie was about to arrive at the foot of Shaomu Mountain when he received the news that Murong Fu was in charge of the Liao Kingdom, and he was very relieved in his heart, good boy, he did not disappoint my hope.

"Alas, I didn't expect Murong Fu to turn into an important minister of the Liao State!" Qiao Feng shook his head and sighed, "Junior Brother has always thought that this person is a loyal and righteous person, and he is really unpredictable. ”

Behind him, Qi Liudao: "Doesn't the helmsman know that the Murong clan is a Xianbei person, a person of a different race, how can he be loyal to the Great Song Dynasty?" ”

He Xie smiled: "I just hope that this person will not be ambitious, otherwise the people will suffer again." ”

When everyone heard this, their hearts were heavy.

He Xie said again: "Under the condition of presiding over the overall situation of Chang'an, the helmsman has not forgotten to pass on the news to us at any time, which can be regarded as a heart." ”

Qiao Feng said with a smile: "When this person was in the beggar gang before, he was very good at collecting intelligence information, and he has made many contributions. ”

"Second brother, you are in charge of the Winter Hall team, and intelligence is the top priority." He Xie said, "You might as well communicate with this person more in the future, I think he won't let you down." ”

Qiao Feng was shocked when he heard this, and nodded slowly: "Little brother knows." ”

He Xie only nodded at him, because he found that Qiao Feng was still too easy to mix with his own favorite emotions. Just because he felt that Quan Guanqing was not a good person, when he inspected Chang'an, the two of them had almost no communication except for polite greetings.

In fact, this is completely unnecessary, in order to make amends to him, Quan Guanqing chopped off his little finger, and half a hundred showed favor to Qiao Feng, if Qiao Feng still refuses to be thousands of miles away, with Quan Guanqing's character, he doesn't say it, but he is afraid that he will resent Qiao Feng in his heart from now on, and he will bury trouble for the world in the future.

Qi Liu's eyes rolled, and he hurriedly diverted the topic, and said: "Lord, I heard that this time Shaolin invited the world's heroes, and the beggar gang, Wutai Mountain, and the iron-faced judge Shan Zheng and other big factions, they arrived early in the morning, and their subordinates thought that this matter had to be prevented." ”

He Xie glanced back at him and said, "Do you think they will be unfavorable to my world?" ”

Qi Liu nodded: "Yes, Shaolin wronged Master Qiao Helm for killing people, which led to the tragedy of Juxianzhuang, if they bear this matter, they are afraid that their prestige will plummet from now on, and their subordinates think that Shaolin will not be willing to do so." ”

Qiao Feng hesitated: "The Shaolin monk is compassionate, shouldn't it be like this?" ”

Qi Liu smiled and said: "Helmsman, if you have nothing to do with Shaolin, the masters are naturally compassionate, but we are looking for trouble, and the monks are only afraid that they will roar at our lions, only because they must be merciful to Shaolin first, they will be merciful to the world, and the mercy of our world will be at the end." ”

Qiao Feng couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he heard what he said, but he immediately reacted and couldn't help but think thoughtfully.

Shaolin masters are indeed compassionate, but in order to safeguard the interests of Shaolin, even their own character cultivation can be left behind. So just because I don't like this person, I will stay away from him and ignore the interests of the world, is it really right?

While talking, several people had arrived at the foot of Shaomuro Mountain.

Shaolin, it's here.

However, in the Zhike Pavilion at the foot of the juggling mountain, He Xie saw an unexpected person.

Yellow clothes.

Huang Sheng and an old man in good spirits sat in the gazebo and talked, not far from the two, a team of officers and soldiers escorted a sedan chair waiting beside them, obviously, this old man was only afraid of having a big identity.

Seeing He Xie, Huang Shang's face suddenly turned happy, he got up and bowed to the old man, said something, and hurried to this side.