The surface of Lake Tai was calm, but a small boat floated over.
A green-robed woman held two wooden sticks in her hands and slowly rowed the boat over.
Her hands were like orchids, reflecting the ripples on the surface of the lake like white jade!
The green-robed woman rowed the boat to the shore and asked in a delicate voice,""Are the two of you going to Canhe Manor?"
Zhu Houwei nodded and said,"That's right. Please bring us to meet Miss Abby!"”
"Ah, how do you know my name?”
Abby casually tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and asked in confusion.
Zhu Houwei didn't explain and jumped onto the boat.
Little Zhuozi let go of the reins of the two horses and allowed them to run into the forest.
A fine steed of a thousand miles recognized its master, so he was not worried that they would be abducted by others!
The boat was ten feet from shore.
Suddenly, a Buddhist proclamation came from the shore.
"Amitabha. Little benefactor, please wait for This Penniless Monk!”
After saying that, a figure crossed a distance of ten feet and landed steadily on the small boat.
Ah Bi was shocked and then smiled."Master is indeed good at martial arts!"
"Amitabha. This poor monk is a friend of Master Murong. I came here today, so please give me a ride!”
Abby did not ask him why he was here.
They sang the lotus picking song and rowed the boat into the lotus flowers.
The monk chanted the name of Buddha and asked,""Young Master, are you here to pay your respects to Master Murong?”
Zhu Houwei retracted his gaze.
He was surprised. The old master of the Murong family should be Murong Fu's father, Murong Bo!
In order to secretly recruit soldiers, Murong Bo deliberately faked his death.
He even lied to his own son!
It seemed that today was the anniversary of Murong Bo's death!
Zhu Houwei nodded slightly.
The monk in front of him looked to be in his forties or fifties. He was wearing a yellow monk robe and cotton shoes. His face was in high spirits and there was a faint glow of treasure circulating around him.
Although his words were humble and polite, his brows were filled with arrogance.
Little Zhuozi realized that the monk in front of him was far stronger than him and was puzzled.
"May I know your Dharma name, Master?" he asked with cupped hands.”
"I am Jiu Mozhi, the Great Wheel Wise King of Tubo," the monk said with a smile.”
Zhu Houwei's face didn't change and he just nodded.
Take it as a greeting!
Not to mention the Imperial Advisor of Tubo, even if the ruler of Tubo came, he would be on the same level as him.
Jiu Mozhi's expression turned cold as he sat down cross-legged.
Abby saw that the atmosphere was a little stiff and smiled."I haven't asked for Young Master's name?"
"My young master's surname is Zhu!"
The surname Zhu was the surname of the Ming Dynasty, so there was no need to avoid being noble.
"If Young Master Zhu comes in June or July, you can make it in time for the lotus seeds to ripen."”
As he spoke, the small boat followed the wind like a sharp arrow.
He shuttled through the reeds that were as tall as a person and arrived at Swallow Dock in half an hour.
Abby tied the boat and said to them,""Young Master Zhu and this master, follow me. My young master is waiting for you at Canshe Manor!”
Perhaps it was because he had just been snubbed, Jiu Mozhi no longer gave in.
Zhu Houwei followed behind and gave Little Zhuozi a look.
Little Zhuozi understood. When he turned a small path, his figure suddenly flew up into the tree.
After a few leaps, he disappeared.
When they arrived at Canhe Village, many Jianghu people in the living room were already impatient.
"Why hasn't Young Master Murong come out yet?”
"Although our Five Tiger Gang and Broken Blade Sect are not famous sects, we can't let people hang out here!”
"That's right. Our Qingcheng Monastery's Monastery Master Yu specially sent us here to offer sacrifices, but Murong Fu refused to see us.”
The living room was noisy.
When they saw Abby, they surrounded her.
"Little girl, why hasn't Murong Fu come out yet?”
"If he still doesn't come out, we'll tear down this Canhe Village!”
The little girl Abby was surrounded by a group of Jianghu men, and she looked a little nervous.
She looked at Zhu Houwei and Jiu Mozhi for help.
He hoped that the two of them could speak up and save him!
Jiu Mozhi walked to his seat and closed his eyes.
Abby pursed her lips, looking a little helpless.
Zhu Houwei took a step forward and pulled Abby behind him.
"Murong Fu doesn't want to see you because he looks down on you!”
"It's such a simple reason, yet you still want to ask for an explanation. You're asking for humiliation!”
He was not a person who liked to stir up trouble, but it was not difficult for him to light a fire!
The group of Jianghu men had wanted to bully the little girl to save face for themselves.
However, he was ridiculed by a pretty boy.
Everyone pulled out their swords and glared at him.
Zhu Houwei snorted coldly and suddenly stopped.
The entire residence shook non-stop, and the group of sect disciples could not stand steadily and fell to the ground.
Jiu Mozhi opened his eyes in shock.
He had thought that the cultivation of this Young Master Zhu's attendant was not low.
He did not expect that his own strength was even more terrifying!
Jiu Mozhi stood up, and the chair exploded.
He wanted to use his internal strength to protect the chair, but he missed a trick!
"No, no!"
An ear-piercing voice came from outside the door.
"It's Third Master Bao!" Abby said in surprise.”
Zhu Houwei had already guessed this person's identity the moment this ear-piercing voice sounded.
The number one bickering king of the Heavenly Dragon Clan was different!
An ugly, skinny man jumped into the living room.
"It stinks, it stinks!”
"My young master is respectful to the wise and corporal. How can he look down on you?”
While Bao Butong's figure was still in the air, Zhu Houwei furrowed his brows and struck out with his palm.
Bao Butong screamed and flew out at an even faster speed.
"I hate people who argue the most!" Zhu Houwei snorted coldly.”
Abby covered her mouth in shock.
She didn't like Bao Butong's incessant " no ".
However, she was only a little handmaiden of the Murong family. Even if Bao Butong ridiculed her, she could only endure it.
His retainer had been sent flying with a single palm strike. If Murong Fu did not show himself, he would become a coward!
He walked in from the back hall, followed by three other guards.
"This young master is so handsome. What brings you to Swallow Dock?”
Murong Fu spent all his time trying to win over Jianghu experts for the sake of restoring the country.
In order to prevent Duan Yu from becoming the Prince Consort of Xixia, he did not hesitate to push his cousin Wang Yuyan out.
The four generals were not even worth mentioning!
Therefore, he never blamed Zhu Houwei for injuring Bao Butong!
Zhu Houwei had wanted to stir up a fight to attract the attention of the villagers.
It was convenient for Little Zhuozi to go and investigate.
He didn't expect Murong Fu to be so patient!
"I heard that the Nanmu Rong family has passed down the martial arts technique, Shifting Stars, so I came to pay a visit!”
Murong Fu smiled and nodded.
He instructed the servants to invite the disciples of the sect to their seats. He treated them as if they were bathed in a spring breeze!
"Young Master Zhu, where did your personal servant go?" Abby looked around and asked curiously.”
"Young Master!"
Little Zhuozi quickly walked into the living room and whispered into Zhu Houwei's ear.
Zhu Houwei stood up and said in a deep voice,""Murong Fu, your matter has been exposed. Come with me!”
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