Seven days later, Murong Fu was barely able to go to the ground.

"I didn't expect that with such a serious injury, it only took seven days for yours to go to the ground." Su Ying stood behind Murong Fu, surprised.

"I told you that I will be the next Emperor Xuanyuan, you still don't believe me." Murong Fu joked.

"Just you?" Su Ying's beautiful face was full of contempt.

"Don't you believe it?"

Murong Fu shook his head and looked at the white clouds that seemed to be moving and still in the air.

Thinking about how to go back to Gusu, this time he used a plan to defeat the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Qin Hui, the old thief, will definitely be more cautious and ruthless, and send out all means, it is really difficult to go back.

At this time, Wang Yuyan and Zhao Fujin walked in together, and looked at Murong Fu who had fallen to the ground in surprise, with a happy expression on his face at the same time.

"Cousin, Young Master Murong, are you alright?"

Murong Fu nodded: "It's okay, my current physique is still recovering very quickly."

"Hehe, that's great, I'll go ask the royal father to marry you later, and let me marry you." Zhao Fujin said happily.

Murong Fu was very curious that the marriage of the royal sons and daughters could not be decided by himself.

Why does this Zhao Fujin always look like an oath?

Could it be that Zhao Huan has any handle in her hands?

"Cousin, it is the grace that Sister Fujin's mother asked the emperor for before she died."

"Allow her to choose her own husband." Wang Yuyan whispered to Murong Fu's ear, explaining her confusion.

I see.

No wonder this little girl is looking for her husband everywhere.

jokingly said:

"You just want to marry me? Don't be afraid, I'll let you be a kid?"

Zhao Fujin said indifferently: "I am the emperor's daughter anyway, you will definitely not let me be small."

"Furthermore, I agreed with Sister Yuyan to serve one husband on an equal footing."

Murong Fu looked at the shy Wang Yuyan and said, "Cousin, have you agreed for your husband?"

"Well, Sister Fujin is so beautiful. If she doesn't marry back to our Murong family, I'm afraid the ancestors will be unhappy when she finds out." Wang Yuyan said seriously.

Murong Fu smiled and shook his head, then changed the conversation: "By the way, what happened to King Jinlun?"

"His injuries are similar to yours, and it will be difficult to compete with others in a short period of time." Zhao Fujin told Murong Fu the news she had inquired about.

"Is there any movement in the court?" Murong Fu expected Yuan Guo to lose this time, so there should be some movement.

"It's nothing, it's just that a little prince from Yuan people came and said he wanted to borrow the way." Zhao Fujin said casually.

"By the way?" Murong Fu was a little strange to hear this.

Zhao Fujin explained: "The Yuan people plan to attack Daming, but a frontal attack will consume too much."

"So I plan to find another way to sneak attack from within our country."

Murong Fu sneered and said, "The Yuan people are really whimsical."

The Song and Ming countries have always held together to keep warm and resisted each other's intrusion together, and only fools will agree to their request.

"Well, I also guess that the father and emperor will not agree, but the eighth uncle doesn't think so." Zhao Fujin said.

"What did the Eight Sages say?" Murong Fu asked curiously.

"The eighth uncle said that the Yuan people paid a great price this time, and they were willing to cede the seven cities. It was very difficult for my father to remain unmoved." Zhao Fujin repeated.

Murong Fu was startled, seven cities?

That's a really big price,

Song Kingdom, for so many years, has been bullied and eroded by Yuan Kingdom, let alone regaining a city, it has not even won a decent victory.

If it were him, it would be hard not to be tempted. Zhao Huan's old man was afraid that he would wake up laughing even from a dream, playing with his taste:

"The words of the Eight Sages may not come true."

Zhao Fujin said indifferently: "Whatever, wait for you to recover."

"I'll ask the royal father to hold a wedding for us, and then I'll go back to Suzhou with you."

Murong Fu smiled lightly, this Zhao Fujin really hated marriage, and said with a smile:

"Okay, after half a month, I will be able to recover to be no different from ordinary people. At that time, I will go to ask for relatives."

"Young Master Murong, are you really willing to marry me?" Zhao Fujin shouted excitedly, as if it was a great blessing to be able to marry Murong Fu.

"Hehe, of course." Murong Fu nodded, leaving aside his feelings, Zhao Fujin was also a princess after all, so he married her.

In the future, I will put on a layer of royal clothes to make things more convenient.

Zhao Fujin was overjoyed, he stepped forward and hugged Murong Fu, feeling the feeling of happiness.

"Hmph, Murong Fu is a big radish, sooner or later you can't stand it." Su Ying looked at the three of them hugging each other and said tastefully.

In Zhao Huan's study.

Before Zhao Huan sat upright at the desk, below were the Eight Sages and Qin Hui, and asked:

"Two Aiqings, how sincere do you think Yuanren is this time?"

Qin Hui glanced at the Eight Sage Kings beside him, and was the first to speak: "The Yuan people are more concerned about promises."

"They said they were willing to cede the seven cities, which should be true."

Zhao Huan nodded and looked at King Eight Sages: "Brother Eight Emperors, what do you think?"

"This..." The Eight Sages looked embarrassed: "Yuanren, who can pay such a big price, will definitely get more."

"My younger brother is worried that they will attack us when they finish fighting the Ming Kingdom." The Eight Sages said worriedly.

Qin Hui scoffed at this remark: "The Ming Kingdom is not easy to mess with, after the Yuan Kingdom fought with them."

"Where is the ability to provoke us again?"

"Hmph, how do you know that Yuan Kingdom will not come again, the change of Tumubao?" The Eight Sages said coldly.

"How can there be so many emergencies, the Eight Sages, you are worrying too much." Qin Hui said in a presence.

The Eight Sages "hum" said: "Then Prime Minister Qin is sure, is there no such case?"

"Eight wise kings are arrogant, but the old minister can't say it, and he doesn't dare to say it." Qin Hui bowed his head and spread his hands, posing a stern stance.

Seeing this, Zhao Huan persuaded proudly:

"The two of you don't want to be like this, you are all my humerus ministers, right and left arm."

"Say what you need to say, don't be mad."

The Eight Sages despised him in his heart, and if he and Qin Hui fought, whoever was the happiest would be Zhao Huan first.

The problem is that now this is not a small thing at all, but a big thing enough to determine the fate of the country.

Playing the way of the emperor at this time is simply stupid!

Seeing Zhao Huan talking, Qin Hui quickly changed a smile and said, "Your Majesty, the old minister is convicted."

Zhao Huan nodded with satisfaction and said, "You two, I actually want to share it with you."

"Well, what is the emperor's plan? Please let me know." The Eight Sages asked in surprise.

Zhao Huan took out the map, pointed to the route that Yuanren wanted to enter, and said:

"They want to walk over from our territory and fight the Ming army."

"Logistics is the biggest problem."

The eyes of the Eight Sages and Qin Hui instantly lit up and said, "Your Majesty is preparing to join forces with the Ming army at a critical moment to cut off the supply line of the Yuan people?"

"Haha, not only that, I will also take advantage of the situation to destroy this Yuan army, and win the three cities of Xinxiang, Jincheng, and Changheng in one fell swoop."

Zhao Huan waved his hand domineeringly.

This time, the Eight Sages and Qin Hui were both shocked, and immediately said with admiration, "Your Majesty is wise, wise!"