Murong Fu told Gongye Qian the general plan, and as for the details, he completed it himself. Not to mention, looking at his five big and three thick, he is also proficient in architecture and mechanical arts, he is really unseemly.

"Childe, I'm afraid it will take a lot of people to build these two places. ”

Murong Fu pondered: "Let's gather the strong men of the descendants of Dayan on the shore of Taihu Lake first!"

"Okay. ”

After Gongye Qian left, Murong Fu just wanted to go back to the room to practice, and a servant's voice came from outside the door: "Qiyu Gongzi, Master Xuanbei of Shaolin Temple is visiting." ”

"Master Xuanbei, what is he doing here?" Murong Fu suppressed the doubts in his heart and walked out.

When Murong Fu came to the gate, he saw an old monk standing in a robe, with kind eyebrows. He bowed slightly and said, "I don't know if the master is coming, and I don't want to be surprised." ”

Murong Fu didn't know what etiquette to use when dealing with these martial arts celebrities, and he would say whatever he thought of.

"Amitabha, Murong Shi is polite, it is the old man who took the liberty to disturb. Xuan Bei folded his hands and bowed slightly.

"Master inside please. ”

The two came to the living room, and after the guests were seated, the servant brought tea. Murong Fu asked straight to the point, "I don't know why the master is here?"

Xuan Bei seemed to remember something, sighed slightly and said, "The old man is here to ask about Ling Zun's news. ”

Murong Fu's heart froze, "Murong Bo? Yes, yes, this cheap dad faked his death, and the reason for his fake death was to avoid the responsibility of the Shaolin Temple." Hehe, he should be in your Shaolin Temple now!"

However, he couldn't say this, so he pretended to be sad and replied: "My father returned to Yanziwu a few months ago, was seriously injured, and died within a few days. ”

"Murong Bo is dead?" Xuan Bei stood up slightly, his face surprised.

"Yes, even my mother died of depression two months ago due to excessive grief. ”

Listening to Murong Fu's answer, Xuan Bei frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, and only sighed after a while: "That's it, that's it." ”

Murong Fu pretended to be puzzled and asked, "I don't know what the master is looking for his father?"

Xuan Bei shook his head, "Since the old man has gone west, don't mention this matter." ”

Murong Fu nodded, and Xuan Bei continued: "Then the old man will leave." ”

"It's rare for the master to come once, so it's better to stay longer. ”

"Amitabha, since the donor is gracious, then the old man is not welcome. ”

"I ......" Murong Fu's face froze, and the sentence "I'm just polite" swallowed back raw, "I'll arrange a place for the master to live." ”

After going out, several thoughts flashed in Murong Fu's heart, most of the old monks were suspicious, this matter was indeed a coincidence, the creditor came to the door, and the debtor said that he would die.

Murong Fu knew that Murong Bo was faking his death, but now he couldn't do anything, he just hoped that Murong Bo was on the island at this time, so as not to let that Xuan Bei see any flaws.

A few days later, Murong Fu personally sent Xuan Bei to the ferry, and watched him leave as if nothing had happened, and he was relieved.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed, Gongye Qian is in full swing on the island with five thousand strong men, and since Murong Fu has cultivated the Nameless Mind Method, the improvement of the six senses has become more and more obvious.

Even the progress of cultivating martial arts is getting faster and faster, reaching the point of unforgettable, many second- and third-rate martial arts can be read once, of course, advanced martial arts are not in this case.

For example, Dou Zhuan Xing Shift, now he can only be trained to the second layer, but his internal strength is too low, and it is extremely reluctant to be able to practice to the second layer, and if he cultivates rashly, he will definitely go crazy.

Murong Fu also found a fingering technique from the Huanshi Water Pavilion, Shen He Finger, the martial arts created by the Murong family, carried the internal qi into the invisible, struck out from the index finger, and attacked the enemy's acupuncture points in the air.

This fingering technique is profound, but the attack power is not high, it can only knock down the opponent, the victory is invisible, the attack distance is long, and now Murong Fu is just a beginner and can already attack Zhang Xu Yuan.

However, with his current internal strength, his internal force will be exhausted after three times at most, and it will not be easy to use until the critical moment.

Azhu Abi has been sticking to him, although these two little girls are cute, but they are still children in the end, Murong Fu has no patience to play with them, so he taught them a set of kung fu and let them practice by themselves.

Murong Fu really wanted to go out to see the rivers and lakes outside, but before he set off, he had to arrange the transformation of Swallow Dock first.

There is no problem with the construction of the barracks and academies, but the problem is that when Deng Baichuan and Bao Wei send people to the island, how will the barracks train the soldiers? What does the academy teach?

Murong Fu had a little headache, and greatly sighed at the lack of talents, he only had four ministers under him, and the storm was a battle maniac, and it was already thankful not to cause trouble, and he couldn't count on anything;

Bao is not keen on bickering, he is bold, and he doesn't know how much he has lost in charge of the Murong family's money and grain over the years; Gongye Qian looks loyal and honest, and at first glance it is the life of striking iron, and only Deng Baichuan can be used.

There was no way, Murong Fu could only write out the content of the military training in the university in his previous life, modify it slightly, and add some items, such as the Yang family's marksmanship, Yue's boxing and other martial arts.

As for the college, I will first invite some teaching gentlemen to read and hyphenation, learn some basic boxing and kicking, and talk about the rest when I come back.

As for the construction of the base camp in the shadows, Murong Fu wrote down the plan in detail and handed it to Gongye Qian, and told him that he was going to go out for a trip.

Gongye Qian didn't agree with him to go out alone, and said that he would follow him, but now that there is no one in charge of Yanziwu, Murong Fu said something bad and promised to let him go only if he traveled near Suzhou.

The next day, Murong Fu had a long sword in his left hand and a burden in his right hand and was ready to set off. In the crying farewell of the two little girls, they left by boat.

The boat rowed for half an hour, and suddenly a burst of flower fragrance came with the wind, Murong Fu raised his eyes and looked, there was an island not far away, "Which Zhuangzi is this?"

"Hui Gongzi, this is Mantuo Villa!" the servant of the boat returned.

"Paddle through. Murong Fu thought about it, and went to see the little cousin, and by the way, confirmed whether Li Qingluo had moved back the Langhuan Jade Cave.

Murong Fu went ashore, only to see the island with the fragrance of birds and flowers, and the fog was misty, like a fairyland on earth, and he sighed in his heart: "In the end, it is a place run by women, which is like a group of big men in Shenhezhuang, the island is either a tree or a mountain, and the gap is too big." ”

Suddenly, two sword-wielding maids burst out in front of them: "Who are they?"

"Murong Fu!"

"Ah, Murong Gongzi!" The two maidservants were a little surprised, but they still slowly put away their swords.

Murong Fu nodded: "Take me to see my aunt." He secretly said in his heart: "Everyone in Shenhezhuang sees that I am called Gongzi or Young Master, and when I come here, I am called Murong Gongzi, which can be seen from the intimacy, and the maidservant is still like this, let alone the aunt." ”

The handmaid stepped forward: "Please follow me." With that, he turned and walked away.

In a blink of an eye, he came to the living room of the villa, Murong Fu sat down, and the maidservant went to report, and after a while, a woman came in at the door.

Murong Fu raised his eyes and saw that the woman was dressed in a yellow silk shirt, with apricot eyes and a nose, and a graceful figure, three points of luxury, three points of coldness, three points of charm, and one point of innocence, it was her aunt Li Qingluo.

When she went to worship her mother before, Murong Fu had seen her, but at that time he didn't feel anything, but now Rao is Murong Fu has a twelve-year-old body, and he also feels that something is faintly about to awaken in his body.

Being stared at like this little nephew, Li Qingluo somehow felt a hint of joy in her heart, it seems that she is still very young.

Li Qingluolian moved lightly, came to Murong Fu and sat down, seeing that her nephew was still staring at her, her good-looking brows furrowed slightly, and she coughed lightly, "Ahem......"

Murong Fu retracted his gaze in embarrassment, "Aunt!"

"You're not busy with your family's great cause of recovering the country, what are you doing here?" Li Qingluo said in a cold voice, she never had a good face towards the people of the Murong family.

"I'm coming to see you and my cousin. Murong Fu was also very helpless, he only knew that this aunt was at odds with his mother, but it was not clear why he was at odds.

Li Qingluo raised her eyebrows slightly, turned her head and snorted softly: "What is there to see with Yu Yan." ”

Murong Fu did think so in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it directly.

Murong Fu wants to operate Taihu Lake as a base camp, this Mantuo Mountain Villa is part of Swallow Dock, and it has long been regarded as a thing in his pocket, it is best to resolve it peacefully, and resolve the grievances of the previous generation by the way.

He smiled flatteringly and said, "I don't miss my aunt and cousin yet, so let's take a look." ”