The Summoner of the Battle of All Realms

Liu Tao's calmness caught Fusu off guard.

"佷...佷...Why did you do that?" Fusu stuttered a little.

"Why did I do this? I did it to prevent you from smoking," Liu Tao said with dignity. "Besides, they are all characters you summoned. It can be said that they are all your people. They lived in ancient times and have never enjoyed the enjoyment we had before. What’s wrong with our life and letting them enjoy it?”

"I...fuck", Fusu was speechless for a long time, and finally said this weakly.

"Okay, you win." Fusu sighed and walked away dejectedly.

Liu Tao's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of cunning and a hint of happiness.

…

After breakfast, everyone set off, heading northwest.

Fu Su took Dian Wei, Xu Chu, and Li Kui, followed by Liu Tao, Chi Lian, Yang Ying, and Liu Yifei. Chen Yuanyuan was sitting in the carriage, driven by Li Kui.

On this day, everyone came to Liu Mansion.

At this time, the Liu Mansion was no longer as gloomy as it was back then, but instead became full of vitality.

There are dozens of women living in the entire Liu Mansion. Because they were insulted, they had no shame to go home to see their parents, so they could only live here.

Seeing Fusu and others, everyone hurriedly greeted them warmly and prepared meals to entertain Fusu and others.

Fusu went to check on Wei Wuya first and found that apart from losing weight, he was otherwise fine and was not going to die.

When Wei Wuya saw Fusu, the first thing he said was, "Is Imperial Concubine Yuan here?"

From beginning to end, Wei Wuya still missed Concubine Yuan.

Although Wei Wuya is inferior to a beast, his feelings for Yuan Fei have always remained the same.

Fusu looked at Wei Wuya inside the cage and shook his head.

"Our Great Qin army has already attacked Shaoliang City. In the coming year, we should be able to break through Daliang and let you see Mu Qingcheng. Therefore, you still have to wait for another year." Fusu told the truth.

"Do you know Qingcheng? How do you know Qingcheng?" Wei Wuya's expression changed when he heard Fusu talking about Mu Qingcheng, and he wanted to ask Fusu.

"Wei Wujiang is also in my hands. Just like you, he is a prisoner." Fusu pointed to the cage.

"What?" Wei Wuya's expression couldn't help but change, and then he burst out laughing, "Wei Wujiang, Wei Wujiang, you deserve what you have today."

It can be seen that Wei Wujiang and Wei Wuya are not willing to deal with them.

Chapter 689 Two Major Events Three Religions and Nine Streams—Miscellaneous Family

Fusu looked at Wei Wuya who was laughing crazily and said nothing.

After Wei Wuya had laughed enough and gone crazy, Fusu finally spoke.

"I don't want to know what grudges you two have. Before that, it's best to live well, because I also promised Wei Wujiang that if the main beam of Wei Capital is really broken, I will take Mu Qingcheng to see him. "After Fusu finished speaking, he turned and left.

After hearing Fusu's words, Wei Wuya was stunned. He looked at Fusu's leaving figure and roared crazily.

"Don't leave, come back. You must not let Qingcheng see Wei Wujiang. I beg you, please don't." Wei Wuya was seen clinging to the cage, his hand stretched out, as if he wanted to He grabbed Fusu and seemed to want to squeeze out of the cage, but at this moment, Fusu was already drifting away.

"No……"

When Fusu walked out of the room, Wei Wuya's shrill screams were still echoing behind him.

Fusu was sure that there must be a story inside, but Fusu was not interested.

…

Fusu rested one night in Liu Mansion and set off the next day.

The journey was smooth, and after many days of hard work, Fusu and others returned to Dongjun City once again.

Dongjun is his territory, and it is also his home, but he basically does not stay at home for too long and has always lived in the battlefield.

The only good thing is that Fusu has a few confidantes supporting him, which makes Fusu less boring and boring.

Looking at the majestic Dongjun City, everyone cheered and rushed in.

Yuwen Chengdu is conscientious and loyal to his duties, and has always been at the forefront. It can be said that the entire Dongjun City is one of the best places in the world for security, and Xiaoxiao does not dare to invade easily.

When Fusu and others appeared, Yuwen Chengdu noticed it and rushed forward with his gilded phoenix-winged boring machine.

"Hey!" Fusu looked at Yuwen Chengdu who was coming up and tightened the reins of his horse.

"Yuwen Chengdu pays homage to the young master." Yuwen Chengdu saw Fusu and hurriedly came to pay homage.

"We will pay homage to the young master." When they saw Fusu, the soldiers behind Yuwen Chengdu looked at him eagerly. In their hearts, Fusu was like a god.

"Hahaha, Chengdu, after seeing each other for several months, Chengdu has become more and more mature and stable." Fusu couldn't help laughing.

"Young Master is so complimentary." Yu Wencheng was neither humble nor arrogant.

"After I left, nothing big happened in Dongjun, right?" Fusu got off Bailong and asked Yuwen Chengdu.

"Reporting to the young master, two major events have happened." Yuwen Chengdu thought for a moment and then reported back.

"Oh, two big things, so many, what big thing?" Fusu Qing frowned, because he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

"The first big thing, General Zhang Han brought a handwritten letter from the king, asking us to work with Zhang Han to escort your six million taels of gold. It was originally going to be given to the young master, but the young master is not here. In order not to affect the young master's reputation, we , I can only agree to it."

"Well, this is the right thing to do. Even if I am here, I will definitely agree to it. By the way, who did we send this time, and who did my father send?" Fusu couldn't help but ask.

"Reporting to the young master, the king has sent General Zhang Han, Mr. Gai Nie, in addition to the Shadow Guards and the Iron Eagle Swordsman. We were appointed by Zhang Han. In addition to me, there is also the calligrapher and painter Qin Qi. The four elders of calligraphy and painting, Master Bao Zhilin Huang Feihong and Huang, and later Yao Jin also left."

"This Zhang Han's eyes are very accurate and he picked you." Fusu smiled lightly.

"Is there nothing going on on the road?" Fusu didn't believe it would be so peaceful.

"Encountering an interception, the opponent dispatched eight peerless swordsmen at once, as well as a mysterious master. Of these six peerless swordsmen, eight of them had the highest siege. Mr. Ge Nie and Elder Tang Bohu resisted, and the remaining eight The swordsman was blocked by Master Huang Feihong, the three elders of Qinshu, and General Zhang Han. The last mysterious master was blocked by me. Wei Chen observed that this person's martial arts was very strange and magical. He could control the sand. According to Wei Chen's years of experience and analysis revealed that the eight peerless swordsmen should be among the masters of swordsmanship in the world. Their martial arts methods are completely different. And that mysterious master, if Wei Chen's guess is correct, should be among the best among all the masters. The mysterious one with the smallest number of people - the miscellaneous family."

"What, Zajia?" Fusu's expression couldn't help but change.

Among the hundreds of scholars, some are the strongest and most famous. They are: Confucianism, Taoism, Yin-Yang School, Legalism, Mingjia, Mohism, Strategists, Miscellaneous Schools, and Farmers. These nine schools are collectively called the "Nine Schools". flow".

There is a saying that goes well, which is called three teachings and nine streams. The three teachings are Renjiao, Chanjiao and Jiejiao. (imaginary)

Jiuliu refers to the nine schools among the hundreds of scholars, among which the novelist is called "the tenth school among the hundreds of scholars".

Being secretly controlled by Fusu.

The strength of the Za family is not weak, otherwise it would not have entered the nine families. Especially Lu Buwei of the Za family, who is called the Prime Minister of Qin, is even more powerful.