The rampant comprehensive martial arts starts from Jinyiwei Qianhu

Chapter 222.
Chen Jiu looked around for a while at the once famous military commander's mansion, and now the Jinling office of Jinyiwei, and then left.

To provide for the aged requires an attitude of supporting the aged. A big brother like him doesn't need to spend every day in the office.

Jin Yichuan and Shen Lian were left here to get acquainted with the environment. A hundred households and a general banner were supposed to be small roles, but none of the guards present dared to show embarrassment to them.

Jin Yichuan and Shen Lian also knew the reason, with a business-like attitude, they didn't express their views on these crazy behaviors to make up for their previous actions.

Whether this is over like this, they have nothing to say.

The brocade guards, who had always been a little lawless in the Jiangnan area, trembled, thinking that they were obsessed with ghosts before, how could they dare to offend such a person rashly.

Let alone Murong Fu's cerebral palsy, relying on his family's poor money and good kung fu, he just wanted to show off his prestige when the new official arrived.

This kind of mental retardation can't survive three episodes in the storybook novel.

The tragic protagonist who was slandered by a group of people is taking care of his half-dead father at home.

Murong Bo looked at Er Shi who was kneeling beside the bed, feeling a little sad.

One mistake, the whole board is lost.

Can't blame others.

He stretched out his hand with difficulty, trying to caress Murong Fu's face.

"Fu'er, was the last time my father heard that man talk about the little girl from the Wang family?"

"Father! I will make that little thief pay."

Murong Fu spoke with a firm face, never expecting to be scolded.

"Idiot, hurry up and prepare the presents, go back to Gusu and take the little girl of the Wang family to his house, and make a good mistake, if not, you can resign and go back to Sanhezhuang to become a rich man."

Murong Bo's face turned ashen, he spoke these words with great effort, and then he gasped for a while.

"why!"

Murong Fu was dumbfounded, he couldn't believe what his father said.

"The road is in front of you. Do you want to learn from that Gou Jian who lived hard and tasted courage, or learn from that Su Wu who insisted on 19 years of useless integrity? You can decide for yourself."

The old man didn't seem to have much strength, so he gave him some instructions, and finally motioned him to pour a cup of tea.

"Father is thirsty, go make a pot of tea, and ask for the pot on the shelf on the left hand side of the study."

The old man was still picky at this time, which made Murong Fu a little puzzled.

But he was more aggrieved.

Seeing his son leave the house, Murong Bo tremblingly took out a small bottle from his arms, his eyes wandered for a long time, and finally swallowed the contents of the bottle.

After Murong Fu made tea and came back, he found that his father's hand was limply on the edge of the bed, obviously he had already gone to see the Hades.

He was so shocked that he didn't make a sound, but the tea that fell from his hand expressed his mood at the moment.

"Chen Jiu!"

He muttered gloomily for a while, then he went out of the room to call for someone to deal with Murong Bo's funeral, while he went to the stable to lead a fast horse, and left Jinling City without looking back.

If Chen Jiu was present, he would definitely boast.

Really filial piety.

But he left without using cement to seal Murong Bo underground, wasn't he a bit hasty?

Dead Dead is no joke.

The corpse change is really no joke.

Murong Bo slowly opened his eyes in the coffin, what he swallowed was the celestial seed that was supposed to be prepared for his son.

Back then when he was rewarded by the Heavenly Sect, Fu'er had just stepped into the realm of a master, and with the attitude of making full use of the seeds of a celestial being, Murong Bo did not let his son become a half-step celestial being.

Murong Bo, who was seriously injured by Chen Jiu and was on the verge of death, couldn't care less. He was going to save his own life first, and then make other plans.

After all, the seeds of heaven and man are rare. As long as he is willing to join the Tianmen organization, it should not be difficult to ask for another one.

He planned to feign death and hide in the dark, firstly, it could hone Fu'er's character, and secondly, it would be more convenient to do things in secret. I have to say, this plan sounds very perfect.

But he didn't consider that Chen Jiuming had the ability to kill him, so why didn't he kill him on the spot.

Now Murong Bo knows.

There is no trace of internal force in his veins, and he can't feel the celestial seed that he swallowed before.

What means is this?
In a state of incomparable bewilderment, Murong Bo feebly tapped the floor of the coffin with his fingers, hoping that someone could rescue him.

But unfortunately, his current strength can't even lift a pair of chopsticks, and the sound he made is almost inaudible. What's more unfortunate is that Murong Fu went directly to Mantuo Villa after hearing his words, and the housekeeper was also because of The old master's sudden death and crying passed out.

There is no need for cremation in this era, which actually hurt him.

The Murong Bo people trapped in the claustrophobic coffin were dumbfounded.

what is this?
Killed yourself?
Chen Jiu didn't know that this old guy appeared in so many plays, he was purely for disgusting people.

It can be said that Murong Bo has exhausted all means in order to restore the country, but what kind of mentality will this old man become if he loses his skills.

Zhao Deyan was pissed to death because of this true energy, Murong Bo, who was as ambitious as the magic commander, would let go of everything like the original owner, or did he follow Zhao Deyan's old path?

With this thought in mind, he passed a trace of yin and yang energy copied from Lao Zhang in Murong Bo's body.

In fact, if the Murong family wasn't from the Xianbei family, Chen Jiu would still be happy to play with them slowly, and just think of having some fun while they are old age.

But there is no way, who let him live in the Ming Dynasty, foreign races are foreign races, before assimilation, they will only think that the Han people are dogs, and Chen Jiu is not a saint who sympathizes with the world. Using these methods, it is not possible to hinder the great unity of the famous clan charges.

Speaking of unity?
can.

Let's completely give up the idea of ​​restoration before we talk about it, otherwise he can't do the thing of raising a white-eyed wolf.

The official circles in Jinling City only felt that they were in a precarious moment.

A Jinyiwei who was demoted from the capital city was killing all directions. He publicly disgraced the No. [-] figure of Jinling Jinyiwei, and that good man Murong Bo was beaten to death. This made many officials feel a chill down their spines when they mentioned Chen Jiu's name. .

But they are not fools either.

A well-known person in the south of the Yangtze River, who is kind and charitable, is actually a master of martial arts.

It seems that there are many stories in it.

Murong Bo's role is very similar to An Yunshan.

Although he is not that rich, and compared to An Yunshan, besides liking to buy people's hearts, he is also very close to the people. Combined with his hidden status as a super master, it is a bit imaginative.

Another good person in the south of the Yangtze River, the Hua family whose wealth is comparable to that of the An family, felt a little happy about Chen Jiu's arrival.

The Hua family and Chen Jiu have no enmity, and even maintain a fairly good relationship.

Hua Ruling looked at the secret report in her hand, her brows slightly trembling.

"Engong's temper is really hot."

He called the butler from Peach Blossom Castle.

"Wait for the old man to write a letter in his own hand, and send it to your door, be sure to invite someone here."

(End of this chapter)