Chapter 145: Transactions with Cave Masters and Island Masters

Murong Ji just came back to his senses. Who is this girl?

Li Qingzhao? !

When he looked at the woman, he found that she was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, not much older than himself, and looked nothing like Li Qingzhao.

The woman bowed to Murong Ji, and Murong Ji quickly stood up to return the greeting.

The two of them didn't say a word. After the woman greeted him, she left.

Little Li Qingzhao followed behind her mother, and when her mother wasn't paying attention, she made a smug face at Murong Ji.

She doesn't have the elegance of a little girl at all. Under that cute appearance, she is full of mischief.

Murong Ji chuckled and showed his middle finger and index finger, with a dice sandwiched in between.

The little girl was horrified and hurried to check where she had hidden the dice. Then she made a bitter face and rushed back.

"Qingzhao! Stop running around, do you hear me? Don't be rude in someone else's house, or I won't bring you out next time."

Li Qingzhao followed her mother dejectedly.

"Hahaha!" Murong Ji's laughter sounded like a devilish sound piercing the ears, making the little girl so angry that she stomped her feet, covered her ears, and followed the woman closely.

Murong Ji stroked his chin and watched the mother and daughter enter the hall for the women. He thought carefully that in this era, only women with merit could be given names and characters, and even this required luck.

Because they will be recorded in the family tree.

Many women do not have names, such as Yang Yueman. Yueman is her nickname. She has no courtesy name and no given name.

Li Qingzhao, Qingzhao is also a nickname, a girl's nickname. In ancient times, one character was a given name, and two characters were a courtesy name.

Even for royal princesses, this was true. Many women were recorded in history books because of their husbands.

Most of them are titles. For example, in the case of Princess Pingyang Zhao, we only know that her surname is Li and her title is recorded, but nothing else is recorded.

Or, the husband's family can give you a name.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji turned around and walked back to the hall.

After seeing off many guests, I tried to persuade some close friends to stay for a few more days. After all, there are too few opportunities for friends to meet each other.

I don’t know when we will meet next time.

Murong Ji sat in the study room of Chanhe Manor, doing his homework and taking a break from drinking.

"Master, there is a little girl looking for you."

Murong Ji was startled. Wow, this little girl is really...

"Let her in."

After the little girl came in, she stood in front of the table, pinched her waist, tilted her head, looked at him angrily, without saying a word.

"Hey, isn't this our talented lady Li? Don't you want to play dice? Why are you looking for me?"

"Give me back the dice!"

Murong Ji spread his hands and said, "I lost it."

Tears instantly welled up in the little girl's eyes, and she looked like she would cry in front of you if you didn't give it to me.

Murong Ji watched her performance quietly, and after waiting for a long time, she didn't cry, which made Murong Ji very disappointed.

Suddenly, Li Qingzhao changed her tone and became calm and generous. "I asked my father, you are Mr. Su's disciple, and according to seniority, you are my uncle. Please don't embarrass me."

As he spoke, he bowed gracefully and elegantly.

Murong Ji was stunned. These two people are completely different, right? ! !

You are a poet of the graceful style, but you are not a graceful person? ! !

"I really lost your dice. How about this? Pick a martial arts manual from this room and I'll teach you how to practice martial arts. That'll be my compensation to you. How do you think?"

Little Li Qingzhao's eyes were full of struggle and she was constantly weighing things. Murong Ji sighed a little, there really is a daughter in this world that God is chasing after and feeding.

"Okay, I'll just pick one."

Seeing Murong Ji nod, he walked to the desk, stood on tiptoe, and grabbed the book with the most worn corners on his desk.

Murong Ji's eyes were stunned. This little girl took away the Bei Ming Divine Art and Su Shi's commentary, which he had just copied down.

Li Qingzhao looked at Murong Ji's expression and asked, "You won't regret it, will you?"

Murong Ji was a little dazed for a moment. This scene seemed familiar. "Not really. Come, I'll teach you how to practice."

……

At noon the next day, Murong Ji clasped his fists and bowed to Li Gefei to say goodbye. Looking at a little head sticking out of the carriage window, Murong Ji waved his hand.

Li Qiushui looked serious, "You're not really going to teach that little girl how to practice martial arts, are you?"

"Yes, this girl is very clever. She won a top-notch martial arts book right away."

"What technique?"

"Beiming Divine Art."

Li Qiu Shui was somewhat speechless, looking at the carriage going further and further away, her mind turning over a lot of things, and then she called someone over.

Pointing at the carriage, he said, "Go and teach this little girl the basics of martial arts and guide her into the Dao." "Yes, Master."

Murong Ji turned around and walked back, and then he heard Li Qiushui's complaint, "You, you, the path of cultivation is so difficult, how can you teach your disciples so roughly? What if..."

Murong Ji rolled her eyes. She hadn't seen how perverted this girl was, no, how fast she learned.

If I study with him for a few years, his limited experience will not be enough to teach me.

A woman who left more than 70 poems in the world, more than a dozen of which are included in textbooks. How terrifying is this? Only students in later generations can understand.

This is at the top of a student’s must-have list!
Suddenly, he thought of something and turned to look at Li Qiushui and Tong Piaoyun who remained silent. "Will you go somewhere with me later?"

"Where" x2
Tong Piaoyun and Li Qiu Shui looked at each other, then turned their heads to look at Murong Ji.

Murong Ji looked a little solemn and said, "Emei and Huashan." Seeing that the two didn't care much, he knew that they had explored it countless times.

He continued, "This involves the realm reached by my master Zhang Boduan and Senior Xiaoyaozi. If you want to know, just live well."

After saying that, Murong Ji walked straight back to Chanhe Manor.

The path of cultivation is very attractive to everyone. He doesn't believe that Li Qiushui and Tong Piaoyun are not interested.

A few days after the marriage, I finally had some free time. In ancient times, getting married could cost half your life.

The couple finally had some free time.

When I sat down in the pavilion to take a rest, I saw Feng Bo'e coming towards me.

He first glanced at Murong Ji, and just as he was about to speak, he stopped abruptly, clasped his fists and bowed to Yang Yueman, "Greetings, Madam."

Murong Ji introduced: "This is Fourth Brother Feng, the owner of Xuanshuang Manor, and a member of our family. If my wife has anything to do, please ask Fourth Brother Feng to do it for her."

"Yes, Fourth Brother Feng." Yang Yueman was very smart. He said the word "please", which naturally meant that he had a special status in the Murong family. He stood up and returned the greeting.

Feng Bo'e then said, "Master, the people from the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands have arrived for several days. This is the information you asked me to check."

As he said that, he handed over a stack of papers.

Murong Ji looked at them, his face looking a little ugly. None of these people were good people. He turned to look at Yang Yueman and asked, "Have you killed anyone?"

Yang Yueman was startled, his face froze, then he shook his head. Murong Ji nodded, "Fourth Brother Feng, please ask all the island masters and cave masters to come to the hall."

Today is destined to be a busy day.

After Feng Bo'e left, Murong Ji handed the thing in his hand to Yang Yueman. After she finished reading it, he said, "The martial arts world has its own rules. In fact, it's nothing more than righteousness and reputation."

"These things are very important to military officers and officials, and they are equally important to martial arts families."

"However, the knights violated the law with force, and the laws of the Song Dynasty had little control over them. So a more powerful method was needed, life and death."

"In a martial arts family, it's very common to fight for life and death with others. You need to get used to it."

Yang Yueman nodded, and her fingers holding the paper turned slightly white.

"Let's go and take a look together."

He took Yang Yueman's hand and walked towards the hall. Someone had already placed a side screen in the hall, in an arc shape, to prevent people from peeping inside, just to the left of the main seat.

There was a desk behind the screen. Yang Yueman sat down on it. Her personal maid made some tea and then stood quietly beside her.

Murong Ji sat on the main seat, looking at the hundreds of people sitting below.

All the people from the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands were present. Later, Yu Po and others from the Lingjiu Palace and the people from the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions almost surrounded the entire living room.

Yang Yueman glanced around through the screen, and only then did she understand why her elder brother was determined to marry into the Murong family.

This background is really...

Slightly lowering her head, she secretly took note of the people Murong Ji had ordered. Suddenly, Yang Yueman was startled. She saw a "fairy" walk into the hall and stand behind Murong Ji.

For some reason, Yang Yueman felt a tightness in her heart and frowned slightly, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.

He tilted his head slightly and asked, "Who is that woman?"

The maidservant beside her whispered, "It should be Miss Wang Yuyan. It is rumored that she is familiar with all kinds of martial arts in the martial arts world. She was once infatuated with Master Murong. Who would have thought..."

Yang Yueman nodded. Ever since her marriage agreement was made, someone from the Yang family had investigated Murong Ji and knew a lot about the Murong family.

Murong Ji let out a breath and glanced at everyone. He thought that if he removed the life and death talismans from these people, they might never be found again.

He frowned slightly and looked at the person who walked into the middle of the lobby. He glanced at Sang Tugong Zhuo Bufan and others. This was just a cannon fodder, coming to test him.

"Master Murong, I am Ling Wan, the owner of Xunming Island. Following the agreement, I brought the martial arts of Xunming Island with me. I wonder..."

As he spoke, he took out a booklet from his arms and handed it over with both hands.

"Bring it up here for me to see."

Mei Jian took the booklet from Ling Wan with some disdain and handed it to Murong Ji. He opened it and saw that it was a third-rate martial arts in the martial arts world. It was difficult to enter the Shishui Pavilion.

I put the booklet on the table, and suddenly I saw a pair of white and tender hands taking the booklet. I looked up and saw that it was Wang Yuyan.

"Flying Flower Hands, a martial art used for stealing and pickpocketing, is not even third-rate, and is not the most advanced among similar methods."

"If you practice this kind of technique, you will never be able to reach the level of the master of an island."

(End of this chapter)