Early the next morning, in the rich and prosperous White Wolf City, there was a beggar with ragged clothes and a terrible stench. His legs were disabled and he could only crawl on the ground with his elbows. He looked very pitiful.
There are many kind-hearted people among the passing merchants, but every time someone wants to give alms to the beggar, the guards from White Wolf City will rush to stop him and list the crimes he has committed before.
After learning that this beggar was actually a flower-picking thief who did all kinds of evil, those who originally wanted to show kindness spat at him with disgust in their eyes.
"The King of Yan has said that from now on you can only beg for food, and you are not allowed to accept gold and silver from others. If you disobey orders, you will be punished!"
The guard guarding Yun Zhonghe just glanced at him coldly, without any emotion in his tone. ?.?????.???
"Kill me...Kill me if you can..."
Yun Zhonghe roared with disheveled hair and despair in his eyes.
"Humph, King Yan has an order, asking you not to live or to die, but if you want to die? It's not that simple!"
The guards were very aware of Yun Zhonghe's evil deeds, so they hated him even more. If King Yan hadn't wanted to spare his life, he would have killed him with a thousand knives.
At this moment, Yun Zhonghe not only had his lower body crippled, but even when he died, his body was not intact, and all the tendons of his hands and feet were severed by Murong Fu. In order to prevent himself from committing suicide, even his teeth were smashed by the guards of White Wolf City. Now, he has truly become a monster who looks neither human nor ghost.
As the guard said, even death has become a luxury for him.
Not far away, Murong Fu and Mu Wanqing, who saw Yun Zhonghe's fate, left White Wolf City with peace of mind.
The two of them rode the snow camels they bought yesterday and were not in a hurry. They wandered slowly for two or three days before returning to Dragon City.
After that, Murong Fu stayed with Abi for another two days, and then he found Zongze like a great man.
Zongze had known about Murong Fu's return for a long time. There were many government affairs that needed to be handled by him. Unexpectedly, Murong Fu didn't even stay for a day, so he left Dragon City on the pretext of going to White Wolf City for inspection.
Until today, this uncle was reluctant to come to him, and Zongze was unable to complain.
He wanted to persuade Murong Fu not to put his children's personal relationship first, but to put people's livelihood first, but when he thought of Murong Fu's achievements, he still held back his words.
Moreover, Murong Fu did a cool job of letting go of the shopkeeper, but when he started to do things, his efficiency was nothing to say.
Murong Fu first looked at the people's livelihood construction in various places and found that with large-cost investment, many places have begun to see results. However, the most important thing now is the lack of money. Without money, it is difficult to move forward.
"I will take care of the lack of money!"
"By the way, I heard that due to the harsh government implemented by the officials, there are more and more refugees in the north. Is this true?"
Murong Fu thought of something and asked immediately.
Zongze said: "The south is rich and has not suffered from war. However, after the war between Song and Liao in the past few years, many people in the north were forced to become refugees and migrated south. At this time, the officials were enacting harsh policies, resulting in people living in the south. The refugees are moving back en masse, and it is said that many people have starved to death on the way!"
When talking about this matter, a trace of anger flashed across Zongze's face. He is a military general and has also held official positions in local areas. He naturally knows the sufferings of the people's livelihood. If it were not for his identity, he would have bluntly said that the official's move was unwise. The corrupt government is harming the people!
Murong Fu sighed after hearing this: "We, Dragon City, still have surplus food. The elder Zong is responsible for this. If you are interested, we can help these refugees to the subordinate territories for proper resettlement. Firstly, it can add a lot of vitality to Yandi. Secondly, Construction in many places requires manpower, so we won’t watch these innocent people starve to death!”
Zongze had had this idea for a long time, and when he saw Murong Fu speaking out on his own initiative, he couldn't help but admire him: "Your Majesty is so open-minded and caring about the common people. This is really a blessing to our Han people. I would like to thank you for your great kindness on behalf of the thousands of refugees!"
Murong Fu smiled lightly and said: "Lao Zong said seriously, I can only rest assured if I leave this matter to you personally!"
Zongze repeatedly patted his chest and promised, "My lord, I will definitely live up to the prince's trust!"
After discussing the details, Murong Fu picked up the northern battle report and read it.
Zongze explained from the side.
"The strength of the Khitan tribe in the north is indeed extraordinary. They relied on the advantages of the plains to fight and retreat. Even though they were small in number, they caused our army and the Liao army to suffer a lot."
Murong Fu looked at it and said: "It doesn't matter, the overall situation is still uncertain, the Northern Liao regime still needs its existence, as long as we hold the lives of those tribal leaders in our hands, it is only a matter of time to disintegrate the Northern Liao. "
Nearly 90% of the leaders of the northern tribes are in the hands of Murong Fu. Even if the subordinates of those tribes want to seize power, it is impossible for the entire alliance to rebel. Therefore, no matter how long it takes, these original leaders will play a big role. effect.
Not to mention anything else, the fact that the Emperor of Northern Liao was his was enough to push the entire Northern Liao into the abyss in one thought of Murong Fu.
With these two trump cards, he was just playing tricks on Yelu Yanxi. He knew this. Han Baizhan, Huo Qianjun and Wei Liangcheng also knew this. Only Zongze didn't know.
Murong Fu did not need to intervene in the war in the north. Han Baizhan and the others could coordinate it themselves. Therefore, after understanding it, Murong Fu ignored it.
After working until late at night, Murong Fu finished all the things that had accumulated during this period.
"Oh! It would be great if Yuyan and Xiaoqi were here. I can let them help me handle part of it."
Murong Fu burned the light at night and sighed with a headache.
One of them is a good wife and good husband who understands the overall situation, and the other is his real princess who grew up in the palace. Murong Fu was willing to let them assist him many times.
He did not monopolize power and tire himself out like a grandson.
At this time, the fire outside the house lit up, and two beautiful figures were seen approaching carrying lanterns.
Murong Fu took a closer look and saw that it was Mu Wanqing and Abi.
Seeing Abi holding a food box in her hand, Murong Fu didn't feel hungry until then.
Abi took in Murong Fu's expression and smiled tenderly: "If you don't come back, I'll pretend you're not hungry!"
As he spoke, he placed several plates of exquisite side dishes on the table.
Murong Fu sat up straight after smelling the aroma, took the bowl and chopsticks from Mu Wanqing's hand, and started eating.
After drinking and eating, Murong Fu was too lazy to move. He lay on the soft couch like a great man, with his head resting on Mu Wanqing's soft knees, enjoying the other's little hands massaging the acupuncture points on his head.
Abi was squeezing his calf, her hands were as tender as water, not to mention how comfortable it was.
