"Haha, I would like to thank you, sir." This is exactly what Ke Tongxin wanted. He lost the opportunity to get the demon plant, but gained the respect of the young palace master. It can be regarded as a loss and a harvest.
A thin old man with a serious face was sitting at the top of the main hall. He was Fang Shibo, the master of Xinghua Temple and Fang Tianyou's father.
"Tianyou has met your father." Seeing that there were no outsiders in the palace, Fang Tianyou did not address him as the master of the palace, but as his father.
"What's the matter with this injury on your face?" Seeing Fang Tianyou's bruised nose and swollen face, Fang Shibo asked in surprise and distress. He was the son of an old man and was a single son of the third generation, so he doted on this precious son.
If not for this, how could Fang Shibo be able to sit in the position of Zuodian Si at such a young age.
"I accidentally fell, it's nothing serious." Fang Tianyou said vaguely.
What happened today was too embarrassing. Although he suspected that Gu Fenghua had tricked him, there was no real evidence, so he was embarrassed to say more.
"You are such an adult, you can't even walk safely! You have taken the position of Zuo Dian Si at a young age. It is inevitable that some people in the palace will be dissatisfied, so you must set an example in everything. Don't let others look down upon you. You must
Be steady, be steady, 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 and just scolded him dissatisfied.
"Tianyou knows that he was wrong." Fang Tianyou lowered his head and admitted his mistake, and his hatred for Gu Fenghua deepened in his heart.
"Have the arrangements been made for those who came today?" Fang Shibo doted on his precious son and stopped scolding him when he saw that he had admitted his mistake.
"It's all arranged." Fang Tianyou replied.
"By the way, one of the people here is named Gu Fenghua. Ran Hongxue, the dean of Lingtian College, wrote a special letter to take care of her. You should take good care of her and help her as much as you can," Fang Shibo said.
"Yes, I understand. I will take special care of him." An imperceptible smile appeared on Fang Tianyou's lips. He had indeed taken special care of Gu Fenghua, even to the Misty Cloud Valley.
Every time he went to the temple, there would be people looking for ways to make friends, hoping that the temple would take special care of his children. Fang Tianyou had long been accustomed to this, and he didn't take Fang Shibo's words seriously at all.
"That's good, you go ahead. Practice hard during these days and never 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 he didn't want to let him know some things too early, so he didn't mention it more.
And when he thought about it, there was no need to beat the drum hard. He had his own instructions. His precious son would naturally know what to do and there was no need to say anything.
It's a pity that he didn't know that the son in his heart who "no need to beat the drum hard" had already made up his mind to be an enemy of Gu Fenghua and would go against his words.
And this will become the biggest regret in his life.
Early the next morning, just after dawn, Gu Fenghua was woken up by the noise coming from the yard. He opened the door and found that Luo Enen and Fatty Bai had already woken up and were sitting around the stone table.
They were talking excitedly about something.
Rice porridge was placed on the stone table. Fatty Bai had gotten up early to make it, but Gu Fenghua didn't come, so no one started eating.
"What are you talking about? You are so happy?" Gu Fenghua filled a bowl of rice porridge, tried it and it was not too hot, and asked while drinking the porridge.