After several key figures left, everyone at the Six Gate surrounded Jianguo Temple with three layers inside and three layers outside.

Even the city guards dispatched tens of thousands of people.

I searched all the corners of the temple.

Zhao Huan even ordered that night to massacre 1,300 monks in the entire temple.

The next day, under the circumstances, the Jianguo Temple had already posted a seal and closed the door indefinitely.

Murong Fu lay in the palace, eating the grapes plucked by Mu Wanqing, and was extremely free.

Listen to Zhao Fujin telling the rest:

"I heard that most of those women were believers from other places."

"Because of his good looks, he was taken aback by the monks in Jianguo Temple and kidnapped. The longest one was twelve years."

Mu Wanqing said curiously: "Why should we deal with them like this?"

Zhao Fujin guessed: "Eighty times I will be sent back to my hometown."

"That's fine." Mu Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Fu smiled faintly and said nothing.

Going back is not necessarily a good thing, it may become the last straw that will crush them to death.

"What did the Yuan people say?"

"I don't know, the Yuan people seem to be still negotiating." Zhao Fujin replied.

Murong Fu smiled: "Yuan Ren, now he wants to eat a fat man in one bite, and he will endure it even if he is angry."

At this time, Zhao Huan was covered in spring breeze and walked in and said with a laugh:

"Haha, the King of Yan is right, the Yuan people are begging us."

"So... there was no too heavy requirement."

Seeing this, several people hurriedly bowed and said, "I have seen Your Majesty."

"Haha, don't be polite, don't be polite. You don't need to be so cautious," Zhao Huan said with a smile.

Murong Fu stood up and asked, "Your Majesty, have you read the content of the book written by me a few days ago?"

Zhao Huan nodded and replied indifferently: "I have discussed it with Prime Minister Qin and the Eighth Emperor's Brother."

"They have similar ideas to me. The Yuan people's attacking army is still separated from Yingtian."

"Even if they want to use any means, they will be in vain."

Murong Fu sighed in his heart.

I know that with my own strength, I can't change this trend, so I'm too lazy to worry about it anymore.

When I turned around, I thought, instead of giving all the treasures from Songdu to the Yuan people.

It’s better to find a way to get them all back to Gusu and leave them for yourself as your foundation.

"By the way, it's the day you're going to have Fujin's wedding. I wonder if you have anything else to want?"

Murong Fu was overjoyed and was worried that he couldn't open his mouth:

"Your Majesty, I actually have no hobbies. I like to read on weekdays."

"Can I borrow some books and let me take them back?"

Zhao Huan laughed "haha": "I'm asking why? Isn't it just a book?"

"Tomorrow, someone will pick three thousand lonely books and forty thousand historical books, and you will take them back."

Murong Fu said again: "I went to tomorrow and there was no one at home."

"I want Yuyan and Fujin to go back and host the meeting."

"Please also let your Majesty know!"

Zhao Huan shook his head: "Fujin married you, you are your wife, I don't care about your family affairs."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't want to be taken away as soon as he got married.

"By the way, I'm just trying to tell you here."

"I have ordered someone to pretend for you in your Yan Prince's Mansion."

"You can take them out of the palace to live." Zhao Huan said.

When Murong Fu heard this, he didn't know whether he should be happy or speechless.

Thank you for your gift.

Afterwards, Zhao Huan was in a good mood.

I stayed for a meal and drank some wine with Murong Fu, and cultivated some love between father-in-law and son-in-law.

Just after my father-in-law urged me, I went to the concubine's bedroom.

When Zhao Fujin saw Zhao Huan leave, he couldn't help feeling mixed feelings.

His eyes were slightly red, and he asked what to do.

Murong Fu said: "Don't worry, I'll observe that Your Majesty is not a short-lived person."

"Even if the Yuan people succeeded this time, he wouldn't have any trouble."

Zhao Fujin was still a little unwilling to accept it, but he knew that this matter was not something that Murong Fu could control, so he suggested:

"Why, let's discuss it with Uncle Eight?"

"It's useless. Your father will not believe it without absolute facts in front of you." Murong Fu shook his head and said.

"Then..." Zhao Fujin was very confused, and finally could only lie on Murong Fu's chest powerlessly.

Murong Fu patted Zhao Fujin's hand and said, "Don't worry, you can guarantee that your father will not be in danger of life."

"Really?" Zhao Fujin said happily.

Murong Fu nodded: "Of course."

According to history, he was captured and captured.

But after all, this place is the world of Zongwu, and he is not sure.

Fortunately, I am now married to Zhao Min.

At that time, if you use a handsome man's plan, you may be able to help her.

That's all.

Murong Fu looked at the sky and should go out.

Ahem.

After all, I promised the other party that during these days in Songdu, I would accompany the other party every day.

"You guys, stay in the palace tonight, and I'll go to the Yan Prince's Mansion to take a look."

"Cousin, don't I have to accompany you?" Wang Yuyan asked.

"Haha, there is no need." Murong Fu smiled.

Immediately, I bid farewell to several girls.

After leaving the palace, he walked straight to the embassy.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, he quietly entered Zhao Min's room and found that the other party was drinking alone at the moon, and walked into it with a smile.

"Oh? I didn't expect that our King Yan is quite conscientious and still remembers what happened to me."

When Zhao Min saw Murong Fu enter the house, she seemed to be not surprised and joked calmly.

Murong Fu smiled "hehe" and took the cup from Zhao Min's hand, drank it all in one go, and said:

"To raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and to make a pair of shadows, the princess is so elegant."

"Haha, it's okay." Zhao Min simply picked up the wine pot and drank it in the mouth.

Seeing Murong Fu calmly sitting on the table eating vegetables, he said curiously: "You came out so late, don't you guys want to?"

"They are tired recently when they are busy with their wedding and have no time to take care of me." Murong Fu said truthfully.

Zhao Min's beautiful eyes rolled, and carefully calculated the date of Murong Fu's wedding, and said in surprise: "Haha, there are eleven days left, you will become the prince-consort."

"Why are you jealous?" Murong Fu said curiously.

Zhao Min chuckled and said, "It must be fake if you are not jealous."

"But it doesn't matter. Anyway, Zhao Fujin is still under your little cousin."

"What else do I have to accept? Being a mistress and a little fourth is also good."

Murong Fu smiled and shook his head and said, "It's Xiaojiu!"

"Hmm?" Zhao Min's face changed and she said in surprise: "Okay, Murong Fu, you have a lot of women!"

"It's all luck." Murong Fu said lightly.

"Haha, when it comes to luck, I know that there is a good thing recently, which is very suitable for you." Zhao Min said.

Murong Fu said curiously: "What can you say ok with the princess?"
Chapter completed!