For more than half a month, Zhu Dunru kept visiting every day, but he, who prided himself on being a noble man, could not let go of the last bit of arrogance in his heart and took the initiative to surrender.
Murong Fu, who saw this, didn't mind continuing to deal with him. He always talked about him, and every time Zhu Dunru came to take advantage of the excitement, he returned in despair.
After returning home, Zhu Dunru would always be mercilessly beaten by Gou Du.
On this day, after several failures, Zhu Dunru finally let go of his unnecessary arrogance and decided to take the initiative to explain his intention to Murong Fu.
Zhu Dunru was not without a place to go. He came from a well-off family and had never been forced to make a living. The reason why he was determined to follow Murong Fu was not only to admire him, but also to deeply understand that only in Yanbei could he have the opportunity to show his talents.
If he were an official in the Song Dynasty, he would face those stupid people every day and learn to flatter him. If this was the case, he would rather die in the countryside than stay in this officialdom full of filth.
Let me ask you, among the scholars in the world, which one doesn’t want to rely on what he or she has learned to gain the opportunity to leave a name for the ages and benefit the common people?
I am full of knowledge, but I can only live in a corner, reciting poems and composing poems for pleasure. Isn't it a waste of time to read the books of sages?
Where is the character and integrity of the literati?
Even though Zhu Dunru has been silent for many years, he actually has a lot of passion in his heart. ?.?????.???
At this moment, when I finally meet the Ming Master, I want to fight desperately for an opportunity to fully demonstrate what I have learned.
Although Murong Fu was just a vassal king, in Zhu Dunru's eyes, the other party was the person he had always longed for and wanted to follow.
When Zhu Dunru stepped into the gate of the Sheriff's Mansion again, his eyes suddenly became clear. Unknowingly, his state of mind also broadened a lot. He exuded a sense of confidence from the inside out, and was no longer as angry as before. Full of pride.
Every time Murong Fu met with Zhu Dunru, he would take Murong Chengze and Yue Fei with him. After Zhu Dunru left, he would ask them what was the difference between Zhu Dunru today and him yesterday.
I thought that the most attentive Yue Fei would be the first to feel something, but what Murong Fu didn't expect was that Murong Chengze would always be one step ahead of him and tell him the ideal answer in his heart.
Yue Fei, on the other hand, is inferior in this regard. He is not so thorough in seeing the changes in people's hearts.
At first, Murong Fu thought it was because Chengze was five years older than the other party, so he naturally knew more. However, after a few days of contact, he discovered that his son was actually gifted in this area, and Not due to lack of knowledge.
It seems that this child has had a pair of eyes that can see through people's hearts since he was a child.
Then Murong Fu used the soul refining technique to explore Murong Chengze's body, and found that this boy's soul power was extremely powerful, even compared to his original self. Moreover, his natural senses were very sharp, and he could no longer use them by normal people's standards. to measure.
"Ze'er, besides teaching you "Little Wuxiang Kung", did your Aunt Qing also teach you other martial arts?"
Murong Fu felt that although Murong Chengze's soul power seemed to be innate, the strange fluctuations that occasionally emitted from it still made him a little suspicious.
Murong Chengze said seriously: "Aunt Qing only taught the child Xiaowuxiang Kung Fu, and then some Xiaoyao sect's fist and kick skills, such as Baihong Palm Power, Lingbo Weibu..."
All he talked about were external martial arts, and he only learned the internal martial arts of Xiaowuxiang Gong.
Murong Fu frowned slightly and said, "That's it? Aunt Qing didn't teach you anything else? In other words, if there is anything that makes you feel weird, you should also tell it to your father. Don't hide it!"
Seeing his father's serious expression, Murong Chengze also quickly recalled every detail of his past time with Li Qinglu, but no matter how much he thought about it, he didn't find anything weird.
Just when Murong Fu was about to give up, Murong Chengze suddenly said: "By the way, every time Aunt Qing teaches me martial arts, she will touch my head with her hands. If there is anything I don't understand, she just needs to touch me." With my head, I understand everything!”
Murong Fu was shocked and secretly thought that this matter was really related to Li Qinglu... no, should it be said to be related to Li Qiushui?
What exactly is the other party going to do?
Although increasing his soul power would be of great benefit to him, Li Qiu Shui could clearly tell him, so why did he hide it and secretly increase his soul power for Ze'er?
Murong Fu couldn't figure out Li Qiu Shui's thoughts, so he could only ask Li Qiu Shui in person about these things after he returned.
At this time, the servants of the county governor's office came to report.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Zhu is here!"
"Let him in!"
Murong Fu concentrated his mind and stopped thinking about these things.
When Zhu Dunru saw Murong Fu again, he looked more calm and calm than before. He first bowed respectfully, and then bowed his head to the end.
"Zhu Dunru, Sergeant Luo, has met the prince!"
"Brother Zhu, please sit down!"
Murong Fu invited him to sit down as usual.
In the past, the anxious Zhu Dunru must have wanted to sit down impatiently to avoid showing his embarrassment and making people laugh. But today, he stood upright, just bowing and not raising his head.
"Brother Zhu, what are you doing?"
Murong Fu asked.
Zhu Dunru: "I have been treated favorably by the prince these days, and Xizhen is very kind. However, when I came here today, Xizhen has something to ask of the prince."
"You might as well talk and listen."
There was a smile on Murong Fu's lips.
"Western Liaoning was originally a deserted county abandoned by the Liao Kingdom. However, under the administration of the prince, not only did people from foreign races and lands come to work here, but they also accepted refugees from the Song Dynasty who fled the famine, so that the two ethnic groups could live in peace. I can live in peace and contentment!"
"Your Majesty is very kind and sincere. Although Xizhen is a scholar, he has also been deeply affected by it. If you are grateful to your Majesty and will not give up, Xizhen is willing to use all his life's learning to do his best and be at your disposal!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Dunru knelt down with firm eyes.
Murong Fu saw the change in Zhu Dunru's mood from the moment he entered the door. Not only him, but also Murong Chengze could clearly feel Zhu Dunru's change. Therefore, Murong Fu took the initiative to help him up. He smiled and said: "Sir, little do you know, I have been waiting for this sentence for half a month!"
When Zhu Dunru heard this, he knew that Murong Fu was determined to accept him. Although he was ecstatic in his heart, he did not show too much emotion on his face. He solemnly bowed to him again and expressed his gratitude.
Murong Fu patted him on the shoulder, and was not in a hurry to give Zhu Dunru errands. Instead, he pulled Murong Chengze to his side and introduced him.
In the past few days, although Murong Chengze and Yue Fei had been following Murong Fu, they did not get his permission, so naturally they did not dare to speak at will.
Zhu Dunru was cautious when facing Murong Fu. Although he felt strange, he did not dare to ask any more questions.
Today, after Murong Fu's introduction, he suddenly learned that the boy in front of him was actually the Crown Prince of Yan. He quickly controlled his emotions and saluted him.
But Murong Fu's next words made him unable to straighten his bent waist.
