"Nan Murong?!"
Suddenly, many people in line turned around to look.
Therefore, this area is the Southern Song Dynasty region, and many people have never seen Murong Fu, but they have heard of Murong Fu in the Northern Song Dynasty, who is known as the "Southern Murong and Northern Qiao Feng" in the martial arts world.
The main enemy of the Southern Song Dynasty was the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, while the Northern Song Dynasty faced invasions from northern barbarian tribes, both of which were in crisis.
"Young Master Murong, you are indeed a man of great bearing. Please come in!"
The person in charge of Lujiazhuang immediately jogged over and gestured for them to enter.
Everyone else quickly made way for them.
At the same time, their eyes were on Murong Fu's two maids.
As expected of Murong Fu, he travels the world with two charming maids by his side, making others envious.
As I entered Lujiazhuang, a square-faced man in his thirties walked towards me.
It was Guo Jing.
Guo Jing was originally a dull person, but after years of traveling the world, he had learned to say some polite words: "Young Master Murong, I have long heard of your great name. Today I finally meet you. You are indeed extraordinary."
Murong Fu returned the greeting with clasped hands: "You are too kind, Master Guo. I am just a junior, and I have long admired you."
"hypocritical!"
Suddenly, a discordant sound came from behind me.
Everyone turned to look, and it was Zhao Min who spoke.
"Hehe, I haven't managed her properly. This maid still needs some training."
Murong Fu smiled faintly and explained.
Seeing this, Azi slapped Zhao Min across the right cheek.
Zhao Min was stunned.
It's one thing for her to be humiliated by Zhang Sanfeng, but that's Zhang Zhenren, and even the National Preceptor Phagpa might not be a match for him.
But now he's been slapped by Azi.
My right cheek is burning and swollen.
Ah Zi, with a smug look on her face, put her hands on her hips and glared back arrogantly: "What are you glaring at me for? The young master entrusted you to my tutelage, so I have the right to teach you how to speak. You're not happy about that?"
Tears welled up in Zhao Min's eyes, her chest heaved violently, and she lowered her head in sorrow.
Guo Jing frowned as he watched.
Murong Fu smiled and said, "Master Guo, please excuse my rudeness. The two maids have had a disagreement. I'll have them resolve it privately later."
Guo Jing nodded slightly. It was indeed not appropriate for a grown man like him to interfere in the conflict between the two young girls.
At this moment.
A stunningly beautiful young woman walked over, leading a pretty girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old.
The girl looked Murong Fu up and down and teased, "Father, is he the Southern Murong? He's nothing special. He just has a mouth and a pair of eyes, and he doesn't have a head or six arms."
The young woman patted the girl's hand and scolded, "Fu'er, don't be rude."
The girl let out an "Oh~" sound, drawing out the last syllable.
The young woman clasped her hands in a fist salute to Murong Fu and said, "Young Master Murong, please forgive my daughter's rudeness and willfulness; she speaks without thinking."
Murong Fu chuckled and shook his head, saying, "Madam is too kind. In my opinion, Miss Guo is innocent, straightforward, and truly genuine."
The girl immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Mom~ Look, no one cares!"
Guo Jing said in a deep voice, "Fu'er, I have taught you that as a daughter, you should be reserved. How will you ever get married if you act like this?"
Unexpectedly, Murong Fu smiled, bowed deeply, and said, "Master Guo, you don't need to worry about that. I like lively women like Miss Guo. If you don't mind, I would like to become your father-in-law."
"What?"
Guo Jing and his family of three were all stunned.
The onlookers were stunned. To propose marriage to someone's daughter upon first meeting—is that a good thing? It's very bad!
Guo Fu's face turned pink, clearly showing her shyness.
Huang Rong frowned, somewhat displeased with Murong Fu's flirtatious words.
Guo Jing then began to seriously consider it.
In the martial arts world today, there are not many men who are worthy of Fu'er and can win her over, and Murong Fu is one of them.
Furthermore, Murong Fu was the famous Murong of the Southern Song Dynasty.
If Xiangyang falls one day, Fu'er will not suffer too much if she follows Murong Fu.
The more Guo Jing thought about it, the brighter his eyes became.
Guo Jing turned to his daughter and asked, "Fu'er, what do you think of Young Master Murong?"
Guo Fu looked up and met Murong Fu's gaze, but immediately lowered her head shyly, saying, "Father, you may decide."
The meaning of this statement is quite clear.
Guo Jing smiled. With his daughter married, he could focus more on defending the city.
Huang Rong said, "Brother Jing, I've heard that Young Master Murong is already married."
"this……"
Guo Jing was taken aback upon hearing this and hesitated.
Guo Fu was also stunned, unsure of what to do.
Murong Fu replied, "Master Guo, Madam Guo, it is common for men to have three wives and four concubines. What's so strange about that? I can guarantee that Fu'er will be given the status of a secondary wife."
Upon hearing this, Guo Jing felt that it made sense.
In the martial arts world, a monogamous relationship like his and Huang Rong's is rare.
Most capable men have three wives and four concubines.
Royal families and nobles often had three palaces and six courtyards.
Guo Jing could only ask Guo Fu again, "Fu'er, what are you thinking?"
"……daughter"
Guo Fu hesitated, and before she could finish speaking, two people walked over.
"We oppose this marriage!"
The visitors were none other than the brothers Wu Xiuru and Wu Xiuwen.
Wu Xiuru said in a deep voice, "Uncle Guo, we have only just met Murong Fu and do not yet know his character. How can we easily entrust Fu to him?"
Wu Xiuwen also said, "Uncle Guo, this person may be a hypocrite. Many people in the martial arts world have prestigious names, but behind the scenes they are petty thieves and have treacherous ambitions."
Wu Xiuru then said, "Young Master Murong, I would like to have a friendly spar with you."
Wu Xiuwen added, "Me too!"
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