Chapter 244: If Qinglu doesn’t show up, who can compete with me?
night.

Murong Fu stayed in the most luxurious meditation room in Shaolin Temple.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps.

When he listened, he knew it was Li Qinglu's footsteps.

This Princess Yinchuan and he were like a newlywed after a short separation. The way she looked at him during the day was almost tearful.

As soon as the night fell, Li Qinglu could not help but look for her "brother Fu", hoping that his arms could warm her loneliness.

Murong Fu opened the door and said with a smile: "Qinglu, it's been a long time since we last met. I missed you so much."

"How much do you miss it?" Li Qinglu said with seductive eyes.

"A day without you feels like three years have passed!" Murong Fu said with a grin.

Li Qinglu was speechless.

"You are dressed very beautifully today!" Murong Fu said, looking at Li Qinglu.

But Li Qinglu was dressed in the clothes of the Dangxiang people, with a kind of wild beauty.

"This is Hu clothing." Li Qinglu said.

"Do you still have Hu clothing for men?" Murong Fu's evil taste emerged and he said, "Make me a set too!"

"Husband, do you want to wear Hu clothing too?" Li Qinglu asked curiously.

Murong Fu always dresses like a young man from the Song Dynasty. Sometimes his clothes are in Tang style, and he almost never wears Hu clothing.

"I want to wear Hu clothing, ride and shoot." Murong Fu said righteously.

Li Qinglu was stunned at first, then she reacted, her cheeks flushed, and she quickly said, "I'll have someone prepare it right away."

A moment later, Murong Fu, dressed in Hu clothing, had a chase with Li Qinglu on the grassland.

This battle lasted for a full hour.

Murong Fu hugged Li Qinglu and said with a smile: "Qinglu, no wonder King Wuling of Zhao liked wearing Hu clothing and riding and shooting. I like it too. It feels really good to wear Hu clothing and riding and shooting!"

"If King Wuling of Zhao knew that you, my husband, had misunderstood his use of wearing the Hu clothing and riding and shooting, he would definitely fight you to the death," Li Qinglu complained.

"Does he have the strength to fight with me, Murong Fu?" Murong Fu said with a disdainful smile.

Li Qinglu recalled Murong Fu's heroic appearance today, and said with admiration: "My husband, you are really domineering today. Now people say that you are the supreme master of the martial arts world. People say that the supreme master of the martial arts world, Gusu Murong, commands the world and no one dares to disobey. Although there were many overlords who became emperors in the past, only you, my husband, could command both the temple and the martial arts world at the same time. Even Zhao Kuangyin could not deal with those martial arts heroes, and could only win them over and appease them."

"I do command the world, and no one dares to disobey." Murong Fu said with a smile, "But there should be eight more words after this sentence."

"Which eight characters?"

"If Qinglu doesn't come out, who can compete with me?" Murong Fu said with a wicked smile, "I didn't use as much strength as I used on you when I beat that evil monk who swept the floor."

Li Qinglu buried her head in Murong Fu's arms and said shyly: "Husband, you are so bad!"

"If he's not bad, how can I be your husband? You, the Princess Yinchuan, are not easy to control!" Murong Fu smiled and stroked Li Qinglu's hair.

Li Qinglu asked a boring question that every woman would ask, "My husband, who do you think is more beautiful, the princess of Yue or the princess of my Liao?"

Li Qinglu was talking about Yelu Teli.

This princess of Yue State left a deep impression on her.

"This Yue princess is indeed quite pretty. After all, her mother, Xiao Guanyin, is the most beautiful and talented woman in the Liao Dynasty. Unfortunately, compared to you, she is like Dong Shi who is overshadowed by Xi Shi. Your beauty is so stunning that it can make fish sink to the bottom of water, geese fall to the ground, and the moon hide in shame. She can't compare to you." Murong Fu said with a smile, "And you are better than her in every way."

"Your husband is stronger than him. Southern Murong is now far ahead of Northern Qiao Feng. You will also be stronger than him in the future, because the Liao Kingdom is already a grasshopper after autumn, and it will not be able to jump for long. She can only be a princess of a fallen country. And you will be my concubine, and your child and mine will be granted a great country."

Li Qinglu was very happy at first, but after hearing the following words, she became slightly jealous and said, "After all, you still like my cousin more. It seems that the position of queen must belong to her."

Murong Fu said: "Yuyan has been with me since the beginning and loves me deeply, so it is inevitable that I have some deep feelings for her. If I were a heartless man and was fickle, it might not be a good thing for you two."

Li Qinglu didn't want to talk about these things that made her unhappy, so she changed the subject and said, "My husband, I was in charge of your trade with the Jurchens in Xixia. You allied with the Jurchens in Liaodong. Their smelting technology is surprisingly good, and their horses are also very high-quality. I think they are brave and good at fighting. Did you release Xiao Feng back to the country because you were afraid that the Jurchens would become too powerful and you wanted to use him to check and balance them?"

"That's right." Murong Fu said, "In political matters, we must always check and balance the people below us, and we can't let any one party dominate."

Li Qinglu said: "With your martial arts skills, even if they become powerful, you can directly behead them, destroy their leaders, and turn the tide!"

Murong Fu said, "There is no need to let them grow stronger. The mess in the Song Dynasty has not been cleaned up yet, so I don't have time to go to Liaodong to kill people. Besides, the Jurchens are not against me now. Even the Jurchen tribes still have me, Murong Jurchen. I just need to check and balance them and tame them. There is no need to take the initiative to tear my face apart."

"An excellent monarch is one who has great strategy and extraordinary talents! Cao Mengde is a great hero of the time. Emperor Xian of Han's strength and circumstances do not allow him to control Cao Mengde. However, Li Shimin commented on Cao Mengde, saying that Cao Mengde has more wisdom than a general, but not enough talent to lead a chariot."

"If a man like Cao Mengde were under Li Shimin, he would never have the chance to establish himself. He could only be a general who conquered the west, as he wished! Wanyan Aguda of the Jurchen tribe was also a hero of the time. If the emperors of the Song Dynasty and the Liao Dynasty were allowed to control him, neither of them would be able to control Wanyan Aguda."

"But I am different. I am confident that I can live 200 years and swim 3,000 miles! Although Wanyan Aguda is fierce, I have the means to make him a vicious dog under my command, to bite others for me! The same is true for Xiao Feng of Khitan! Although there are many talented people in the world, I can make the best use of their talents and use them all for my own benefit! I use wolves as dogs and heroes as whips to conquer the world!"

"After the unification of the world, I will still need vicious dogs, Khitan and Jurchen." Murong Fu said, and suddenly looked at Li Qinglu, saying faintly: "Including you Dangxiang people, you are all my vicious dogs!"

Li Qinglu was mentally prepared and said, "My husband, I am not a Dangxiang person. I am just your person."

"You should have guessed that I will definitely use your father as a target. Do you mind?" Murong Fu asked.

"If my father knows the current situation, he will make him the Duke of Anle. If he doesn't, he will make him the Marquis of Weiming! Anyway, as long as he is not killed, it doesn't matter!" Li Qinglu said with a smile, "I am willing to restrain the Tangut tribes for my husband and let them serve as your vicious dogs!"

Murong Fu smiled with satisfaction and said, "Qinglu is so virtuous!"

For Li Qinglu, it is better for her to rely on Murong Fu to hold power than to share power with her other biological father, and then give all the foundation to her and Murong Fu's son. This is the most sensible choice for a politician.

"You and I are one as husband and wife, there is nothing we cannot say. Do you know why I want to keep these three vicious dogs, Jurchen, Khitan and Dangxiang?" Murong Fu asked.

"Why?" Li Qinglu asked.

"It's also for checks and balances!" Murong Fu said, "I don't trust the Han civil servants either. The political situation in the Song Dynasty is turbulent. I even found that Queen Meng and some civil officials outside the palace were secretly communicating and passing information. I guess these civil officials would betray the country and the emperor without hesitation when necessary. Moreover, although the disciples of the Ming Cult are my base and I have many winning alliances, if I can find someone to replace them at any time, my power will be more stable."

"I kept the three forces of Jurchen, Khitan and Tangut outside to warn my founding heroes not to think that I can only use them. If they go against my will, I can always replace them with people like Aguda."

"The more chips the emperor has to choose from, the stronger his imperial power will be. Otherwise, his imperial power will be weaker. For the sake of my descendants, I will create a good political environment to ensure that they always have room for choice."

Murong Fu’s reference was the Qing Dynasty.

One of the reasons why the Qing emperor had the most centralized power was that he was both the master of the Eight Banners and the emperor of the Han people. He could use the Eight Banners to fight against Han ministers, and he could also use Han ministers to threaten the Eight Banners in turn.

The emperor holds the power of choice, so power can be concentrated and become greater.

The Qing Dynasty was undoubtedly a reactionary dynasty, but some of its measures can also be used as reference.

For example, this mechanism of internal and external checks and balances ensures that the imperial power is supreme.

Murong Fu himself does not need these things, but his descendants may need them. However, his descendants are not as good as Shen Lan, and their martial arts probably cannot reach his level. Therefore, even if he is invincible in the world, he must establish solid political rules instead of "only knowing how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle."

Kublai Khan was wavering between assimilating to the Han culture or not assimilating to the Han culture. The rules were not established well, which led to problems in the succession of the Yuan Dynasty emperors after his death. It became a mess. In the end, except for Kublai Khan and Emperor Shun of Yuan, the other emperors were short-lived and had no sense of existence.

Li Qinglu understood all these words and sighed: "My husband is really far-sighted. It seems that the empire he created will be huge."

Murong Fu said: "I want all the territory under the sun to belong to the Han. The earth is actually a sphere. When the sun rises on one side of the world, it will set on the other side. I want my empire to have a sun that never sets! From the perspective of history, no matter how light the taxes are, or how benevolent the government is, it is not as good as leaving a strong capital for future generations."

"Among all the emperors, I admire Emperor Wu of Han the most. He expanded a large area of ​​territory for China, although the dynasties that followed did not maintain it."

After saying that, Murong Fu's ears suddenly moved, and he smiled and said, "The waiting has finally worked, the little thief jumped out by himself!"

"Little thief?"

"Qinglu, come with me to catch the thief!"

"Okay!"

At that moment, Murong Fu and Li Qinglu put on their clothes, and Murong Fu took Li Qinglu and headed towards the ruins of the Sutra Library.

In front of the ruins of the Sutra Library.

Xuanzhen made a bitter face and thought to himself: Master, Master, I told you not to do this a long time ago, but now it has turned out like this. What a pity!

Thinking of this, Xuan Zhen began to dig silently. He was a martial arts master and could lift many heavy objects with one hand and then drop them on the ground silently.

Not long after, Xuan Zhen dug out the Sweeping Monk.

However, the Sweeping Monk's left shoulder was completely shattered, as if a large piece was missing, and his entire body was covered with various scars and bruises. His corpse was even cold and covered with ants.

Completely dead.

However, Xuan Zhen used all his internal strength to press on the Sweeping Monk's heart, constantly stimulating the Sweeping Monk's heart with his true energy.

Thump, thump!
The Sweeping Monk's heart began to beat.

The Shen Zhao Jing is so mysterious that even when Di Yun’s body was completely cold, Ding Dian was able to resurrect Di Yun.

The Sweeping Monk himself can master the Divine Illumination Sutra, and his level is unprecedented. As long as Xuan Zhen inspires him, the Sweeping Monk can resurrect himself.

"Master was able to be resurrected as expected. The combination of the Shenzhaojing and Yijinjing is truly incredible." Xuan Zhen was overjoyed and couldn't help but whisper it out loud.

"Great! But things that deserve to go to hell should go back to hell!" Murong Fu's voice came, and then his figure flashed, grabbed the body of the Sweeping Monk who was reviving, and boom, boom, boom, he punched him eighteen times in a row!
The Sweeping Monk was beaten to pieces, with pieces to the east and west. Unless a great golden immortal descended to the earth, no matter how magical the Sweeping Monk's skills were, he would not be able to survive.

Xuanzhen was frozen there.

Murong Fu said with a half-smile: "Xuan Zhen, you are hiding very well. I can't even detect your presence during the day!"

"How do you know my name?" Xuan Zhen was shocked.

(End of this chapter)