Why did Zhuang and Chen cling to him? It's because they can't distinguish between them. If someone's head is broken, he will be able to take a long breath of relief.

Of course, there is another situation, that is, if both of them break their heads, then of course he will have no day of peace. However, people should think more about the good. You can't worry about yourself.

"No, they didn't do it yesterday." The waiter replied.

He didn't know that the two magistrates didn't fight in the daytime yesterday. In the middle of the night, they were beaten black and blue, and both of them were defeated. Now they have no good intention of going out to meet people.

"No hands?" Lin Yuantang looked puzzled.

"Yesterday Su Gong came back with a distinguished guest holding the Taiqing order. That distinguished guest came to our Qingyuan Daofu to take part in the training of Qingyuan Daochi, so there's nothing to contend with. " The waiter explained.

Lin Yuantang's eyes brightened when he heard the words: good, good! The Savior is coming. These two old guys can stop, and he can finally live in peace.

As a Fu Jun, he is the most clear about the instructions left by his ancestors. However, not to mention the two Fu Zheng, Zhuang and Chen, even Fu Jun has to obey his orders. What's the matter with them.

"By the way, the distinguished guest is still waiting outside, and he wants to call on the Lord." The waiter continued.

"Come in, come in." Lin Yuantang was in a good mood. Even after drinking this cup of Daoling tea, which had no novelty all his life, he felt very fragrant and pleasant, so he didn't think much about it and said happily.

However, he soon regretted that he should not meet Gu Fenghua so casually. Instead, he should make sure that the two old friends really give up and see her again.

"I'm Gu Fenghua. I'd like to meet you." Entering the assembly hall, Gu Fenghua saluted and looked at the Lord.

The middle-aged man was much younger than Chuang Chen's, a little less dignified and mean to kill, but more elegant. Different from Gu Fenghua's imagination that Weizhen Yiyu is in charge of several cultivation positions, he is more like a well-educated and highly respected Mr. Tao Te.

"It's Miss Gu. I heard that you hold the ancient decrees of the Qing Dynasty?" Lin Yuantang ordered people to offer Daoling tea and asked with a kind smile.

Gu Fenghua's arrival solved the big problem of worrying about food and sleep, and he had a good impression on him.

"Not bad." Gu Fenghua took out the order of the Qing Dynasty.

Seeing the order of the Qing Dynasty, Lin Yuantang immediately bowed to salute.

Seeing this, Gu Fenghua had a good feeling for Fu Jun. Take a look, this is the grace and self-restraint that a king of a mansion should have. It's not like those two Prefects. When they see the order of the Qing Dynasty and hear what they want to say, they don't have any respect and their faces are almost green.

"Dare to ask Miss Gu, how can this Shangqing order be in your hands?" Lin Yuantang finished the ceremony, sat upright, and then asked.

"This order of the Qing Dynasty is a treasure of our family. This time I went out for training, the elders of the family handed it over to me." Gu Fenghua replied.

It can be seen that Lin Yuantang just asked casually, not doubting the origin of Shangqing order. In fact, there is no need for him to doubt whether the instructions of the founder of Daofu in the Qing Dynasty should be read or not. So Gu Fenghua didn't care. He made up a reason to deal with it.