"Kneel down!"
In a side hall of Feng Mansion, Boss Fang, who had been sent out of the mansion by Feng Tiannan earlier, had a pale face, slapped the table with his hand and shouted angrily.
There were many people present in the room at this moment, most of them were local celebrities who came to the banquet, and a few were the chiefs of the inspection department who came late because they heard that there were murderers killing people during the day.
Opposite Boss Fang were mother and son Miao Cuihua and Fang Shiyu. Upon hearing this angry shout, they exchanged helpless looks and then knelt down together in full view of everyone.
Boss Fang first walked up to Miao Cuihua, pointed at her and scolded her: "People often say, 'it is the fault of the father who fails to raise his children', but I am doing business outside all year round, so the burden of raising children falls on you. Didn't you know that you actually brought your son to play nonsense together and fight with others in public? Where can I put Fang De's face in this?"
As the saying goes: "Teach your son in front of you, teach your wife behind your back."
Many people among the crowd had witnessed Miao Cuihua showing off her power and forcing the murderous Taoist priest to retreat.
At this moment, seeing the bookish boss Fang Defang reprimanding him so mercilessly, he couldn't help but secretly feel a cold sweat for him, lest the tigress would become angry in anger.
Unexpectedly, under the power of her husband's thunder, Miao Cuihua actually became as silent as a cicada and lost all her previous power. She knelt there and listened to the instructions honestly.
It wasn't until Fang De finished speaking that she responded in a low voice with a low eyebrow: "I know I was wrong, please calm down."
Fang De snorted coldly and said with a stern face: "Since you know your mistake, why don't you take your son back to the inn to think about it behind closed doors!"
"I obey!"
Miao Cuihua responded with the utmost meekness, pulled Fang Shiyu to stand up, then stepped forward to straighten her husband's clothes, and took the opportunity to lower her voice and said, "I am already in front of others." You have given me enough face, but I must not forget to give you back my body!"
After saying that, she no longer looked at her husband, whose eyelids were twitching wildly, and dragged his son back out of the room.
Everyone watching finally heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time they all had sincere admiration for Fang De, and a thought came to their minds: "This is what a real man should be like!"
Feng Tiannan's main wife died young, and it was the second concubine who was in charge of the family's affairs on weekdays.
At this moment, she hastily collected the corpses on the ground, and came over with red eyes to thank the guests who stayed to take care of them.
Among them, she emphatically thanked Fang De. After all, in times of crisis, only Boss Fang's wife and children came to help. Although the lives of his father and son were not saved, that was because the murderer was too tyrannical and ruthless.
After Fang De returned the gift, he sighed and said, "Previously, Fang negotiated a business deal with Mr. Feng, and wanted to purchase a batch of silk from him. He also paid a deposit in advance. Since the family has suffered such a disaster, now The matter will be put aside for the time being, and Fang will take care of things from the side first. After Mrs. Feng has taken care of Master Feng’s death, Fang will send someone to communicate about the matter."
As soon as these words came out, everyone praised Fang's virtue and righteousness, and Feng Tiannan's concubine even thanked him repeatedly.
Later, Fang De went to worship Fengtian Nanling again, and then left with a sigh amidst increasingly louder cries.
After leaving Feng Mansion, he did not return to the inn where he was staying. He walked through several streets and alleys to the door of a secluded house, grabbed the door knocker and knocked three times.
The courtyard door opened a gap inward, and a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance revealed half of his face, looking at Fang De with vigilance in his eyes.
The thumb of Fang De's right hand clasped his index finger, and the other three fingers were spread out, raised and placed on his heart, and he smiled and said: "The Ming Dynasty returned to Qing Dynasty, the mother earth and father heaven."
The vigilant look on the man's face immediately dissipated. He raised his hands and bent his thumbs towards him, then took a step back to let the door open.
Fang De entered the door sideways, without speaking to the man, and went straight to the front hall. As soon as he stepped in the door, he saw a fat young Taoist priest pouring himself a pot of wine, but it was the person who had just died. Hu Long, who joined the "Five Tiger Gate".
He took two steps and bowed respectfully in front of Hu Yuan with clasped fists and said, "My subordinate, the helmsman of the Zhuque branch, Fang De, has met the young chief helmsman!"
Hu Yuan hurriedly put down the wine bottle, stood up and supported each other with both hands, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi is so polite, isn't it a shame for my nephew!"
He called Fang De "uncle" but it was not polite because his grandfather Fang Dahong and his great-grandfather Hu Dedi were both the fifth ancestor of Southern Shaolin and the elder of the Tiandi Society. The friendship between the two fathers has lasted for hundreds of years.
Fang De has always been an old-fashioned person, and he pays attention to putting public affairs first before private affairs. After meeting each other with courtesy, he changed his smile and normal names, and sat down with Hu Long to talk.
Hu Yuan asked: "Uncle Shi, how are things going at Feng Mansion?"
Fang De smiled calmly and said: "Don't worry, good nephew, now that Feng Tiannan is dead, the 'Five Tiger Gate' has collapsed. With the contract signed with him before, I am sure that he will be revealed within a year." All the industries in the world have been eaten up. As for the secret forces, it is not difficult to reintegrate and gather them with Cai Lian's brother's 'cold-faced Yama' method."
The "cold-faced Yama" Cai Lian he calls is the helmsman of the "White Tiger Branch" of the "Tiandi Hui" and the grandson of Cai Dezhong, one of the five ancestors of Southern Shaolin. He has high martial arts and ruthless methods. An expert at the job.
Hu Long was also very relieved about these two uncles. He only asked one question and said nothing more. He turned to talk about the battle during the day and said with a smile: "My nephew sees that Brother Shiyu is so impressive that he will become a big man in the future." Qi, but Uncle Shi gave birth to a good son!"
Fang De smiled bitterly and said: "That boy does have some talent in martial arts, but his temperament is very different from that of his mother. If not, I would have introduced him to the guild to serve him."
Hu Long said with a smile: "Brother Shiyu is young after all. He will naturally stabilize in a few years. After Uncle Shi invites him to join the association, my nephew will transfer him to work in the 'Qilin Hall'."
Fang De was overjoyed at the time: "As an uncle, I would like to thank my nephew for that boy first!"
Now after the integration and reorganization, the "Tiandihui" is divided into four directions: "Green Dragon", "White Tiger", "Suzaku" and "Xuanwu". There are seven halls under each branch, which together correspond to the symbols of the twenty-eight constellations.
Hu Tu, the chief rudder, had seven subordinate halls directly under his command, named after Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang and Yaoguang Seven Stars.
In addition, a special "Qilin Hall" was set up, with Hu Long, who had shown outstanding martial arts talents since childhood, as the hall leader, specifically to recruit young heroes from all over the world.
With the rise of the "Tiandihui" again, the generation currently in charge of the society all see the hope of success in inheriting the legacy of their grandfathers, but they also understand that the road ahead is still long, and even if they really succeed, they should It's a matter for the next generation.
Hu Long is already the perfect candidate to lead the next generation to achieve great things, so "Qilin Hall" is naturally the prototype of his future team.
As Fang De, since Hu Long promised Fang Shiyu a chance to enter the "Kilin Hall", he would naturally not let him act as an ordinary member. This was actually a promise that he would accept him into the core of his future power.
The two talked secretly for a while, and then Fang De said goodbye and left the courtyard, returning to the inn where he lived.
As soon as he entered the door, Fang Shiyu, who was waiting there, greeted him to the side mysteriously, and said with a somewhat gloating expression: "Dad, you may be in trouble this time. Just now, my mother lost her temper when she came back, and kept saying that she wanted to wait. You're settling the score!"
Fang De's eyes widened and he scolded: "It's an adult matter, the young master of a child's house, go back to your room and read a book!"
Hearing the word "book", Fang Shiyu's head suddenly became as big as a bucket, and he felt bad luck in his heart, and returned to the room dejectedly.
Fang De composed himself, reached the door of his room, coughed slightly and pushed the door open.
Miao Cuihua, who was sitting on the edge of the bed and sulking, suddenly stood up, put her hands on her hips and yelled, "Fang, do you finally dare to come back? Look at me..."
Fang De didn't rush, closed the door, moved to the window and stood with his hands behind his back, leaving his wife with a back that was still majestic and upright even though she was a little older, and whispered with deep affection in his words: "Beauty rolls up the bead curtain, sits deep My eyebrows are furrowed. But when I see wet tears, I don’t know who I hate.”
As soon as Li Bai's song "Resentment" came out, Miao Cuihua was immediately drunk and her body was weak. She fell back on the bed, her eyes were filled with love and her face was dizzy.
She had little understanding of literature and ink in her life, but she fell in love at first sight with Fang De, a scholar who gave up martial arts and followed literature because of his congenital frailty.
Fang De was able to impress her in the first place because of his suave and unrestrained demeanor while reciting poems under the moonlight.
Hearing the movement behind him, Fang De quietly breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away a drop of cold sweat from his forehead without leaving a trace. He turned around and said solemnly: "Cuihua, what you did this time was really too reckless. Apart from that, Just say that if Shiyu makes a mistake..."
"Master," Miao Cuihua interrupted his lecture with a charming voice, leaning on the bed with a graceful and seductive posture, "I really know that I was wrong. Please punish me severely..."
Seeing this situation, Fang De's legs couldn't help but feel weak, and he deeply regretted that he should not have used a lose-lose method to subdue his wife.
