C90 Goodbye Fumen Xi Men

When Fu Xuanzhi came to the Fu Clan, he was four years old. He didn't know if this child had hazy memories. Listening to his words today, it was as if he knew his true identity, and he also knew that the Fu Family would not be his pillar of support in the end. But after so many years, he never mentioned this matter. Whether he knew or not, it was truly hard to say.

It was just that he could not think about this matter right now. He had to solve the Talisman Hua problem first. Fu Ting quickly wrote two contracts and stamped the Count's Seal. "Fortunately, father entrusted me with all the family matters when he left. Otherwise, I would not have been able to do anything without this seal."

He rolled up the contracts and thought about it. "After all, this is a matter of the Fu Family. It wouldn't be good to make it known to everyone. We can't even cut off the old master's life on the west gate... " In fact, she was still worried about another thing. That was, what exactly did Fu Hua think of this useless father in his heart. No matter what, they were father and son, and she had done it too ruthlessly. Fu Hua! That child would probably be sad and sad.

Fu Xuanzhi thought of this as well, and he pondered as he said, "Right, if Manor Master Hu were to find out about this, then I'm afraid he wouldn't take him in. How about... Brother Ye lure the old master from the west gate into this courtyard alone? "

Just as they were discussing the commotion outside the door, a young servant shouted at the door: Young Master!" The Twelve Young Masters have won and returned to the manor. The manor lord invites Brother Fu over."

Fu Ting placed the contract on the table with his hands behind his back as he passed it to the door: "Little Brother, I'll have to trouble you to make another trip and invite the Twelve Young Masters of Qingcheng City to directly invite that old master of the Fu Family to the west courtyard, is that alright?"

Good news did not come out and bad news spread far and wide. It was also at this moment that the news of the head of bandits appearing in the Fu Family had spread throughout the entire Hu Manor. That servant clearly had an idea in his heart. At this moment, when he saw Fu Zhizhi, he didn't dare to look him in the eye. He only lowered his head and replied, "Yes." Then he turned around and ran.

It was no wonder that other people, such as the old master on the west gate who took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the chaos. Who would be happy to see bandits who bullied the good people in troubled times?

Standing in front of the door and looking at the servant's behavior that was deeply afraid of being tainted, Fu Ting could not tell what it felt like. Originally, he had come to the Hu Manor to help the farmers protect their grain. Even if the Manor Master was not very enthusiastic, he could still be considered a guest. Now that the old master was out on the west gate, he felt like he was living under someone else's roof.

"Xuan Zhi-" Fu Ting slowly asked: "That day, I did not discuss with you and agreed to stay. Is it right or wrong?"

"Even if Big Brother does not agree to stay, I will still fight for it." Fu Xuanzhi said the truth, "Although I was a little afraid of the righteous army at that time, as the grandson of Great Zhou's Zhongyi Earl, how could I abandon loyalty and be a coward?"

"Heh..." Fu Tanzhi laughed and touched Fu Xuanzhi's head for some inexplicable reason. "Xuanzhi, you are more like a descendant of the uncle than big brother." He suddenly stopped laughing. "Actually, Big Brother did not stay behind to help sincerely, but to help the ship to the south..."

"Big Brother..." Fu Xuanzhi did not dare to believe what he had heard. His eyes were wide open. "Big Brother, what are you saying?"

Fu Tingzhi raised his head and looked at the scorching sun in the sky. He said lazily, "Xuan Zhizhi, Big Brother said that my only goal right now is to safely escort you across the river. I did everything for that. So, don't think too highly of your big brother. "

" What about the Book of Salvation? " Fu Xuanzhi's face instantly turned red. "Xuan Zhizhi doesn't know why big brother belittled himself, but Xuan Zhizhi clearly understands why we ended up here." He spoke in a hurry and actually grabbed Fu Ting's sleeve. "Big Brother, you love to think too much. You always pin the blame on yourself. That's not good. "

He retracted his gaze and looked at Fu Xuanzhi's hand that was pulling on the sleeve." Then what about Ye Qingcheng? Is it good that he was misunderstood to have his sleeve broken?"

"He doesn't care!" Fu Xuanzhi practically shouted, "I can clearly see Brother Ye's intentions. He likes this person from Fu Ting. No matter if it's a man or a woman, he likes them. Why can't Brother see through this?"

It was precisely because he saw through that he sighed. The corners of Fu Xuanzhi's mouth curled up somewhat weakly, "Alright, Xuan Zhizhi, I understand."

"Understood?" Fu Xuanzhi was just about to try his best to persuade him again, but when he heard this sentence, he did not recover for a moment. "Do you really understand?"

"I really do! Also, someone is coming." Fu Ting raised his chin and indicated, "Alright, there are more important things waiting for us."

The moment the person stepped into the courtyard, he shouted loudly, "Brother Hua - Hua -" When he saw Fu Ting, he immediately shut his mouth. He looked up and down at the Eldest Young Master, who was dressed in luxurious clothes and was now wrapped in thick clothes. "Eldest... Young Master, where is my son Fu Hua?"

After he had seen enough of Fu Ting, he said to Ye Qingcheng, "Close the courtyard door."

Ye Qingcheng regretted his decision along the way back. He saw the ashen faces of the two brothers and felt a chill run down his spine. He thought that this was all because of his inconsiderate thoughts. He was afraid that the pavilion would anger him and no longer cared about him.

He immediately responded and knocked on the door like a grandson. He turned around and saw Fu Xuanzhi taking out a scroll from his room. He was shocked again: "Pavilion Head..."

"It's none of your business." Fu Xuanzhi ruthlessly cut him with a glance and turned his face to Fu Ximen. "Master on the west gate, you don't need me to repeat what you did, right?"

Fu Ximen was not afraid of many people in his life, except for the deceased Great-Grandfather. It was his nephew, who was so weak that he dared to kick the widow's door. "Young Master, this is indeed my fault. I had no choice but to find a way out... You guys didn't even remember me when you migrated south..."

"Shut up!"