The reason why Zhuang and Chen clung to him was not because they couldn't tell the difference. If someone's head is broken, it will naturally be distinguished, and he can breathe a long sigh of relief.
Of course, there is another situation, that is, both of them have their heads broken, and of course he will not have a peaceful day. But people, you should think more about the benefits, you can't worry about yourself to death.
"That's not true, the two Fuzheng lords did not do anything yesterday." The servant replied.
What he didn't know was that the two Fuzheng lords did not do anything during the day yesterday, but in the middle of the night they were beaten so badly that both their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen.
"Didn't do anything?" Lin Yuantang looked puzzled.
"Yesterday, Priest Su came back and brought back a distinguished guest holding a Taiqing order. That distinguished guest came to my Qingyuan Dao Mansion to participate in the experience of the Qingyuan Dao Pool, so the two Fuzheng adults have nothing to argue about. That's it." The waiter explained.
Lin Yuantang's eyes lit up when he heard the words: yes, yes! The savior has come, now the two old guys can calm down, and he can finally live in peace.
As the governor of the government, he is of course the clearest about the legacy left by the patriarch. Not to mention the two officials of the government, Zhuang and Chen, even he, the ruler of Fu, can only obey orders, so there is nothing they can argue about.
"By the way, that distinguished guest is still waiting outside and wants to pay a visit to the Lord Mansion." The servant continued.
"Please come in, please come in quickly." Lin Yuantang was in a good mood, and even the cup of Dao Ling tea in his hand, which had been drunk for a lifetime and had no sense of novelty, felt particularly fragrant and pleasant, so he didn't think much about it, and said with a smile on his face.
But soon, he regretted it, and felt that he shouldn't meet Gu Fenghua so casually, but should see her again after making sure those two old guys really gave up.
"Junior Gu Fenghua, pay homage to the Lord Fujun." Entering the meeting hall, Gu Fenghua saluted and looked at the Lord Fujun at the same time.
The middle-aged man in front of him is much younger than the two officials of Zhuang and Chen. He lacks the majesty and killing intent of a strong man, but he has a very refined air. Unlike Gu Fenghua's imagination of a prefect who is in charge of several cultivation planes in the Megatron region, he is more like a well-educated and respected Mr. Morality.
"So it's Miss Gu. I heard that you hold the ancient decree of the Qing dynasty?" Lin Yuantang ordered someone to offer Dao Ling tea, and asked with a kind smile.
The big problem that made him anxious day and night and sleepless night was easily solved because of Gu Fenghua's arrival, and he had a very good impression of Gu Fenghua.
"That's right." Gu Fenghua took out the Shangqing Order.
Seeing the Shangqing decree, Lin Yuantang looked solemn, and immediately bowed to salute.
Seeing this, Gu Fenghua suddenly had a good impression of Mr. Fu Jun. Take a look, this is the kindness and self-cultivation that the king of a mansion should have, unlike those two mansion officials, when they saw the Shangqing order and heard their own explanation of their visit, not only did they have no respect, but their faces turned green with anger .
"Dare to ask Ms. Gu, why is this Shangqing order in your hands?" Lin Yuantang asked after finishing the salute and sitting upright.
"This Shangqing decree is an ancestral treasure of our family. The elders of the family personally handed it over to me when I went out to experience this time." Gu Fenghua replied.
It can be seen that Lin Yuantang was just asking casually, not doubting the origin of the Shangqing Order. In fact, he didn't have to doubt the legacy of the patriarch of the Qingyuan Taoist Mansion, whether it was orders or people. So Gu Fenghua didn't care, and just made up a reason to deal with it. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com