Chapter 1094: Red Sleeves

Zhao Jinling timidly walked in front of Murong Fu, knelt on her legs, supported the ground with her hands, and raised high somewhere.

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "Who said I was going to beat you?"

"What about you...... What do you want?" Zhao Jinling's heart trembled, this bad guy wouldn't be like that to me, right? What should I do, if I resist, I might be killed, if I don't resist, will he be so cheap?

Murong Fu's lips moved slightly, and he said a few words.

Zhao Jinling breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, it turned out that it was not what she thought, but immediately she was ashamed and angry, this bastard actually asked her to use her mouth......

At dawn the next day, Murong Fu called Hong Lingbo in early in the morning, whispered a few words, and then took Zhao Jinling out of the inn with a swagger.

"Where are you going to take me?" Zhao Jinling couldn't help but ask aloud when she saw Murong Fu walking aimlessly.

"The Royal Palace. ”

"You're going to the palace!" Zhao Jinling was taken aback, and there was a faint joy in her heart, "You are going wrong, this is not the way to the palace." ”

Murong Fu didn't reply, and walked on his own.

Zhao Jinling pursed her lips, only to realize that she was teased by him, how could this cunning guy take her to the palace.

After walking for a while, Zhao Jinling suddenly found that the scenery around her body was constantly changing, the figures were longing, the void was blurred, and her body seemed to be flying, she immediately reacted, this is a scene that will only appear when light luck is made to the extreme, and she was horrified for a while, Murong Fu didn't even touch her, he could take her to perform such a mysterious light skill, is this still a person?

I don't know how long it took, the surrounding scene changed again, Murong Fu's footsteps in front of her suddenly stopped, she was caught off guard and pounced, and her body was tightly attached to Murong Fu's back.

Zhao Jinling was ashamed in her heart, her head was dizzy, but she still instinctively distanced herself from him. Looking up, I saw a tall attic full of red silk in front of me, and the attic plaque read "Red Sleeve Fang" three big characters.

Zhao Jinling's face suddenly became strange, "What are you doing here?"

Murong Fu glanced back at her, "You talked a lot today." ”

In the past, she wouldn't say a word for half a day when she was brought out, and occasionally she would secretly stare at his back with resentful eyes, but today she didn't have that kind of look again, and her mood seemed to be a lot more active.

Zhao Jinling was also aware of the subtle changes in herself, and she felt empty in her heart for no reason, and said in an unnatural tone, "I...... I'll say it casually, if you don't want to say it, forget it. ”

Murong Fu's face sank suddenly, "Hmm, what did you say?"

Zhao Jinling's face turned pale, and she hurriedly changed her words, "Ling...... Ling Nu is afraid that her master will be bored. ”

Murong Fu's face changed very quickly, and a smile appeared on his face in a blink of an eye, "Yes, there is progress." ”

After speaking, he turned around and entered the Red Sleeve Workshop.

Zhao Jinling's face was cloudy and changed for a while, and finally stomped on her little heel.

Red sleeves is a time-honored brand in Lin'an City to do embroidery and female red, once a smash hit, but in recent years has declined, until a year ago with a new owner, only a little better, regained a foothold in Lin'an City.

Most of the people who entered and exited the Red Sleeves Workshop were women and women, and suddenly a man came in, and when he was frightened, these ladies and girls hid their faces and fled, and some of the bold ladies in the boudoir cautiously peeked at Murong Fu.

This era is no better than that of later generations, beautiful women can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys, basically except for brothels, and only places like the Red Sleeve Workshop can see this kind of scene.

Murong Fu's cheekiness was extraordinary, and he came to the counter as if no one was there, and said to an old woman over forty years old, "I want to see your host." ”

The old woman was a little displeased when she saw that he had scared away many customers, but when she saw him make a strange gesture with her fingers on the counter, she was taken aback and said respectfully, "Please follow me." ”

Entering the hall of the backyard, the old woman called the servant to serve tea, and then said, "The son is unlucky, the owner has gone out to do errands, please ask the son to wait for a while, and the old slave will send someone to find the owner." ”

Murong Fu nodded casually, there was nothing to do left and right, and it was nothing to wait.

After the old woman left, Zhao Jinling looked at Murong Fu with a strange expression, thinking in her heart, could it be that he still has anything to do with the owner of this red sleeve workshop? Others don't know, but she knows very well that the owner of this red sleeve workshop is very mysterious, the embroidery workmanship is extremely exquisite, and it has reached the level of palace tribute.

"I have flowers on my face?" Murong Fu said lightly.

Zhao Jinling subconsciously shook her head, "No, I ...... Lingnu was just curious about how the master would know the owner of the Red Sleeve Workshop. ”

Murong Fu smiled, "Remember your identity, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, the more you know, the less you will live." ”

Zhao Jinling pursed her lips secretly, simply shut up, her eyes kept rolling, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After about a stick of incense, just when Murong Fu was a little impatient, a rush of footsteps came, and after a while, a slender figure flashed into the hall.

Zhao Jinling was startled, and was about to see who the person was, but suddenly her eyes went dark, and she didn't know anything.

After Murong Fu knocked her unconscious with a strong force, he raised his eyes to look at the person who came in, this was a beautiful woman, weak and gentle.

The woman looked at Murong Fu fixedly, and suddenly knelt down, as if looking at a god, and looked at Murong Fu with burning eyes, "Shenluan Wei Zhang Xiuniang see the master." ”

This person was one of the suffering women rescued by Murong Fu from the Jin Guo Huanyi Bureau, when he formed the Shenluan Guard on a whim, passed on the divine skills, and allocated a large amount of silver money to let them develop in Lin'an Mansion.

"Get up," Murong Fu raised his hand weakly, and a gentle internal force helped Zhang Xiuniang up, "What about Li Sirong?"

A trace of helplessness flashed on Zhang Xiuli's face, "Back to the master, Sister Li is sitting in the Shenluan camp outside the city." ”

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly understood, with Li Sirong's swaggering masculine personality, how could he appear in this Red Sleeve Fang, and asked instead, "Tell me what Shenluanwei's situation is now." ”

"Yes," Zhang Xiuniang replied respectfully, "The one hundred and eight sisters of Shenluanwei practice martial arts diligently every day, and train strictly, and now the worst ones have already cultivated the Sunflower Treasure Book into a small one, and their internal strength has reached the first-class realm, and they are very proficient in all aspects such as assassination, concealment, and intelligence exploration. ”

As she spoke, she suddenly became excited, "Thanks to Engong for giving us a new life back then, as long as Engong gives us an order, we can give everything at any time, including our lives." ”

"Sunflower Treasure Book Xiaocheng......" Murong Fu muttered, and suddenly grabbed his hand, Zhang Xiuniang's body flew over involuntarily, although she was surprised, she didn't have the slightest intention of resisting.

Murong Fu grabbed her wrist, carefully probed for a while and then let go, with a slightly relieved smile on his face, as far as this Zhang Xiuniang in front of him is concerned, her skills are still above the first-class, if it is combined with the strange and treacherous kung fu on the Sunflower Treasure Book, ordinary super-first-class masters may not be opponents.

The rest of the women of Shenluanwei may have different qualifications, and it is impossible for everyone to reach this realm, but it is also a very large force, of course, the reason why they can achieve such an entry is also related to the fact that Murong Fu spared no expense to open up the meridians for them one by one.

Although the three organizations of the Crystal Palace, the Blood Shadow Palace, and the Lingxiao Pavilion are powerful, there are already many people who have linked them with the Murong family, let's just say that the Crystal Palace stronghold in Lin'an City has long been under the surveillance of some people, and the strange army of Shenluan Wei is unknown to anyone, if it is used properly, it will definitely have the effect of reversing the situation at a critical moment.

In addition, because all the women in the Shenluan Guards are women, it is not impossible to have a relationship with the families of those big officials and small officials through the Red Sleeve Workshop, and even control the officials of the Song Court.

After a few words of encouragement, Murong Fu turned to ask about the Song Court's royal family, "You have been in Lin'an City for so long, have you infiltrated the palace?"

Zhang Xiuniang glanced at him with some embarrassment, "Xiuniang is incompetent, the palace is extremely heavily guarded, and it is guarded by masters, and it has not yet begun to penetrate." ”

"What master?" Murong Fu asked with a move in his heart.

"This ......" Zhang Xiuniang shook her head helplessly, "I only know that there are three major offerings in the palace, who are they and where they usually hide, and I haven't found out yet." ”

When she said this, her face was a little blushing and guilty, as if failing to satisfy Murong Fu was a sinful thing.

"It's not your fault, I'm glad you're doing what you are today. Murong Fu smiled and comforted, after all, it had only been less than two years since Shen Luanwei came to Lin'an City, and he had been training most of the time, how could he be able to do everything so quickly.

In my heart, I was thinking that the Song Court royal family had three major offerings, two of which must be Wang Chongyang and Huang Shang, who had dealt with him several times, and as for the last one, most of them were the gray-clothed people who kidnapped Mu Jianping, judging from the tone she kept saying last night for the Song Court royal family, who else could she be.

Today, Murong Fu has no patience to wait, it's not that he can't hold his breath, it's really Mu Jianping who can't afford to lose, he must rescue him as soon as possible, the problem at the moment is that he knows that Mu Jianping is hiding in the palace, but the palace is so big, it is very difficult to find a person who is hidden.

In addition, he was also a little curious about the purpose of the gray-clothed man leading him to Lin'an City, remembering that Wang Chongyang had an agreement with him at the beginning, and he would try his best to attract the attention of the Song court royal family to other places in a short period of time, and he would not be embarrassed by him, but now he is attracted again, is it a change of hexagram?

After pondering for a long time, Murong Fu said to Zhang Xiuniang, "You immediately go out of the city and let Li Sirong sneak into the city with Shenluan Wei to lurk, but you remember, this Red Sleeves Fang can't stay, don't come to me after entering the city, I will send someone to contact you." ”

"Yes!"

"By the way," Murong Fu suddenly remembered something, and asked again, "How has Mr. Gongsun been doing for more than a year?"

Zhang Xiuniang was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Mr. Gongsun was enthusiastic to help us solve a lot of problems at first, and he had some intersections with the sisters, but later, he ...... Later, he gradually lived in seclusion and rarely appeared in front of people. ”

"Oh?" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, "You mean he rarely meets with you?"