"Hehe, I thank you sir." This is exactly what Ke Tongxin wanted. Lost the chance to get the demon plant, but it is even more valued by the master of the young palace, which can be regarded as the mulberry elm harvested in the east corner.
An old man with a thin figure and a serious face was sitting on the top of the main hall. It was Fang Shibo, the master of the Xinghua Temple, who was Fang Tianyou's father.
"Tianyou met my lord father." Seeing that there was no outsider in the hall, Fang Tianyou did not address him as the lord of the hall, but as his father.
"What's the matter with the injury on your face?" Seeing Fang Tianyou's bruised nose and swollen face, Fang Shibo asked in surprise and distress. He is a son of old age, and he is a single heir of three generations. He loves this precious son very much.
If not, how could Fang Shibo take the position of Zuo Diansi at such a young age.
"I accidentally fell, it's nothing serious." Fang Tianyou said vaguely.
Today's incident was too embarrassing. Although Gu Fenghua guessed that he was tricked, there was no real evidence, so he was embarrassed to say more.
"You're such an adult, you can't even walk safely! You took the position of Zuo Diansi at a young age, and there will inevitably be people in the hall who are dissatisfied, so you must set an example in everything, and don't let people look down on you. Be prudent, prudent, you know?" Fang Shibo never thought that anyone in this temple would dare to take action against his precious son, so he didn't think much about it, but reprimanded dissatisfied.
"Tianyou knew it was wrong." Fang Tianyou bowed his head and admitted his mistake, and the hatred for Gu Fenghua deepened in his heart.
"Have you made arrangements for those who came today?" Fang Shibo doted on his precious son, and did not continue to reprimand him when he saw that he had admitted his mistake.
"It's all arranged." Fang Tianyou replied.
"By the way, there is a person named Gu Fenghua among the people who came. Ran Hongxue, the dean of Lingtian College, sent a special letter to take care of her. You have to take good care of her and help her as much as you can," Fang Shibo said.
"Well, I see, I will take special care of you." Fang Tianyou had an imperceptible smile on his lips. For Gu Fenghua, he has indeed taken special care of him, and he has taken care of him to Misty Cloud Valley.
Every time in the temple experience, there will be someone looking for a way to make friends, hoping that the temple will take special care of their children. Fang Tianyou has long been used to it, and he doesn't take Fang Shibo's words seriously at all.
"That's good, you go first, practice hard these days, and don't let up." Fang Shibo nodded and said.
In fact, Ran Hongxue's letter was not as simple as he said, but Fang Tianyou was still young, and there were some things that he didn't want to let him know too early, so he didn't mention them too much.
And when he thought about it, he didn't need to beat the drum heavily, he had his own instructions, and his precious son naturally knew what to do, so there was no need to say more.
It's a pity, but he doesn't know that the son in his mind who "beats the drum without pounding it" has already made up his mind to be an enemy of Gu Fenghua, and he is obedient to his words.
And this will also become the biggest regret in his life.
Early the next morning, just after dawn, Gu Fenghua was woken up by the noises coming from the yard. When he opened the door, he found that Luo Enen and Fatty Bai had already woken up and were sitting around the stone table Talking about something excitedly.
There was rice porridge on the stone table, which was prepared by Fatty Bai, but since Gu Fenghua didn't come, no one started to eat it.
"What are you talking about, so happy?" Gu Fenghua filled a bowl of rice porridge, and after trying it, it was not too hot, so he asked while drinking the porridge. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com