Chapter 50 Ah Zhu, you smell so good in the wild!

Ah Zhu was touched. Although the young master had been nice to her before, he had never been so humble as this.

But she didn't know that "亲" (亲) is a homophone of "情" (情) in Murong Fu's words.

The so-called "real sister" is the "loving sister".

"Young Master wants to restore the country, of course I support it, but your plan to attack Song from all directions will inevitably lead to chaos and suffering for all." Ah Zhu said sincerely, "I have lived in Jiangnan since I was a child, and I can't bear to see the Song Dynasty suffer such a disaster."

Murong Fu sighed, "Who isn't? The bell of Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City reaches the passenger ship at midnight. I claim to be a Xianbei, but I am extremely unfamiliar with Liaodong. On the contrary, I am familiar with every plant and tree in Suzhou City."

"But, Ah Zhu, rebellion is not like inviting people to dinner, writing an article, or embroidering or painting. It cannot be so elegant and leisurely. Rebellion is a beheading business. There is no room for mercy."

"But, Ah Zhu, don't worry. Even for your sake, I will control my soldiers in the future and never harm the people. At most, I will just give them more money."

"When I succeed in restoring my country, I will be a good emperor and never increase taxes!"

Ah Zhu is not a naive person. She manages many things for the Murong family and has come into contact with many heroes under the Murong family.

She didn't know that Murong Fu had not considered these heroes when recruiting soldiers, and she thought that Murong Fu wanted to use these people as his team. However, these people were lawless and caused trouble to the local area. It was extremely difficult to restrain them.

The young master was actually willing to listen to her advice, consider restraining them, and said that he would never increase taxes again, which really moved Ah Zhu.

"Master, you don't have to force yourself. I will do my best to help you at any time." Ah Zhu said seriously.

Murong Fu smiled and said, "I knew that my sister Ah Zhu treats me the best."

Ah Zhu blushed and hummed.

"Azhu, how much of the One Yang Finger formula that my father just told you have you remembered?" Murong Fu asked.

"About 30%." Ah Zhu said.

"That's not bad." Murong Fu said, "Azhu, if you want to help me, you have to improve your martial arts. Let me teach you the One Finger Zen, and you teach me the Art of Disguise. We can learn from each other, use my strengths to make up for your weaknesses, and use your strengths to make my advantages even stronger."

Ah Zhu always felt that Murong Fu's words were strange, but she couldn't find any problems with them, so she smiled and said happily:
"Okay!"

What she didn't know was that whether a man taught a woman martial arts or a woman taught a man martial arts, it was easy for things to go wrong and they could transfer their good ground skills to bed.

For example, Zhou Botong and Yinggu, Duan Zhengchun and many Duan girls, Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang.

As for Xiaolongnu and Yang Guo, they are even more perverted, they are both cultivated through play.

After all, practicing martial arts will inevitably involve friction and bumps.

How could there not be problems when men and women study the secrets of the body at such close range?
It seems that Duan Zhengchun taught Qin Hongmian and Gan Baobao, a pair of sisters, martial arts until they became pregnant.

Murong Fu still needs to learn from this advanced experience.

"Attacking the enemy's Fengmen acupoint can paralyze the enemy's entire body."

"Attacking the enemy's acupoints can cause him extreme pain..."

One Finger Yang is a kind of acupressure Kung Fu. Murong Fu taught Ah Zhu personally, which naturally required closer contact or examples using the acupoints on Ah Zhu's body.

The two of them got closer and closer, and the scale of the action became more and more aggressive.

Murong Fu is a young man and Azhu is a young girl, how could there be no feelings?
Naturally, Ah Zhu's face turned red and her heart started beating fast, and for some reason her body started to feel hot.

"Azhu, you smell so good!" Suddenly, Murong Fu sniffed Azhu and said with a smile.

Ah Zhu scolded, "Master, don't do this, this is the wild."

Murong Fu said: "Azhu, you smell so good in the wild!"

"Young Master..."

The two began to teach the One Finger Zen more in-depth.

The most subtle aspect of One Finger Zen as a Kung Fu is its ability to attach internal force and control the amplitude of the internal force.

Its energy penetrates deeply into the acupuncture points, and its depth can be adjusted freely, just like a blue dragon, which can be big or small, and can rise or hide!

When it is big, it creates clouds and fog; when it is small, it hides its shape; when it rises, it soars into the universe; when it hides, it lurks in the waves.

Now is the deep spring, the dragon takes advantage of the changing times, just like a man who achieves his ambition and roams the world.

Traveling the world, with the courage of a tiger and the kidneys of a bear, Murong Fu finally understood the joy of his father-in-law Duan Zhengchun! This scene is exactly:
The blue dragon lies on the sparrow, and the swallows fly slantingly in the spring rain.

Peonies complain, their fallen petals scattered in the evening breeze.

After a long time.

The place was a mess.

"I didn't expect you to be such a young master. You tricked me into teaching me One Finger Zen, but..." Ah Zhu covered her face, "It's really embarrassing!"

Murong Fu hugged Ah Zhu, laughed, and said, "In the past, a great poet named Goethe said that every young man is passionate and every young girl is in love. You and I appreciate each other and can't help but feel affectionate. This is in accordance with the natural order. Don't worry too much!"

Ah Zhu spat, "My Lord, you are bullying me because I am not well-educated. I have only heard of Li Bai and Du Fu, not Goethe. There is no one in this world with the last name of Ge!"

"Azhu, you are really smart. You saw through it. Yes, I made it up." Murong Fu said, with his fingers hooked together with Azhu's, like two little people playing with each other, which made him feel itchy inside.

"Well, I'm the young master's personal maid, so it's okay for me to be promised to him. I just don't know about Miss Wang..." Ah Zhu also accepted her fate calmly, but was worried that Wang Yuyan would be sad.

Ah Zhu had always been in love with Murong Fu, and she and Ah Bi were both Murong family's personal maids, so they had obligations in this regard. It was just that Murong Fu had never been interested in women in the past.

"It doesn't matter. You are sisters, not family members." Murong Fu said, "If I want to restore my country, I must have more children, otherwise there will be no one to inherit the throne. Cousin will understand. Besides, you are my maids. Cousin should be mentally prepared for this."

Murong Fu did not feel guilty. Since ancient times, the offspring of rulers have been very important. If one cannot give birth to a son, the problem would be quite serious.

Especially when the team is in difficult times, the son can not only stabilize people's hearts, but also be the most loyal helper.

For example, when Zhu Di was fighting in Fengtian Rebellion, Zhu Gaochi stayed in the rear to stabilize people's hearts, while Zhu Gaoxu led the charge, made many military achievements, and even saved Zhu Di's life.

This is what is meant by “brothers fight tigers together, and fathers and sons fight together in battle.”

The Murong family is a single-line family, which is strange in itself. As a result, Murong Fu has no clan power, which is very dangerous.

Therefore, Murong Fu had to prepare for the future, create people in advance, and create a clan for himself.

Moreover, with more sons, there are more heirs to choose from.

If one son is raised wrongly, there is no way to replace him. But if dozens of sons are strictly educated from childhood, there will always be someone who excels. At the very least, there can be a king who can maintain the status quo.

So, for others, picking up girls is lustful, but for Murong Fu, it is his job!

He is so noble!
Murong Fu was almost moved by himself.

"I hope so!" Ah Zhu said softly.

"Azhu, give birth to a child for me!" Murong Fu said, "I will never let you down!"

"Um"

"Just now I taught you the One Finger Zen. Now you teach me the art of disguise!"

"it is good"

Just now, Murong Fu realized the fun of One Finger Zen, and now, he also appreciated the exquisiteness of the art of disguise.

Ah Zhu really has a thousand faces and is infinitely changeable. Often a very small change in a detail can make her become a completely different person.

She is thin and plump, beautiful and intelligent, and full of charm.

Murong Fu was so happy that he didn't miss Gusu.

One day later.

In the Wanjie Valley, Murong Fu found Duan Yanqing.

"You finally came out of seclusion. You are so diligent in your martial arts training. No wonder you have such amazing martial arts skills at such a young age." Duan Yanqing admired Murong Fu a little.

Even though his martial arts skills are already so high, he still needs to practice in seclusion to strive for further progress.

It seems that he needs to practice his One Finger Zen well again. He should practice it until he is old.

"No pain, no gain. I, Murong Fu, have never been a genius. I rely on hard work and diligence." Murong Fu said calmly, "Prince Yanqing, prepare to send the letter. Our plan can begin now!"

(End of this chapter)