After entering the wrong bridal chamber, I went to farm with the powerful minister

The students held their throats and imitated the girls in shouting: "Brother Chengwen..."

"Brother Chengwen..."

Liu Chengwen had goosebumps on his skin, and he was struck by chestnuts one after another.

The classmate covered his beaten head and said, "It is said that something big happened in your restaurant yesterday."

"Isn't that right? The county magistrate is here, and the richest man in Ling County, Mr. Yan Er, is also here." After a slight pause, Liu Chengwen said again, "They are here to cause trouble."

These words made Fu Ciyi worried about Yan Funing.

Seeing that the master did not stop them from chatting, more students asked Liu Chengwen for details.

Liu Chengwen was proud: "Thanks to my sister's cleverness, the signature dish she came up with was so praised by the Futai adults that she taught the county magistrate and Mr. Yan a new life on the spot."

"Master Futai also went to your house to eat Buddha and jump over the wall?"

"That's right, many diners saw it."

The students clamored for a treat from Liu Chengwen, and several of them who often skipped classes were going to eat now.

Fu Ciyi coughed lightly.

He was teaching in the town, and she came to the town restaurant almost every day.

The two of them hadn't seen each other for a month and a half.

Is she probably forgetting what he looks like?

There was also Fu Zhengqing, Second Master Yan, who was looking for trouble. He actually found out about this from Liu Chengwen. Why didn't she tell him?

He immediately said with a straight face: "Sit tight."

Liu Chengwen shook his head, stood up, and pointed at Fu Ciyi with his fat hand: "I tell you, if I hadn't promised my sister to listen to your class well, I would have skipped class right now."

Fu Ciyi was furious.

Now that someone is provoking me, I turned a blind eye to it in the past, but I can't bear it today.

He walked over slowly, raised his palm to grab Liu Chengwen's wrist, and pushed forward with a force of four or two.

Liu Chengwen stepped back. The table and chairs could no longer support his fat body and moved to the side.

There was a muffled sound and he fell backwards.

The action is rapid, happening in just a split second.

Suddenly, there was an eerie silence in the teaching building.

Most of the students didn't know that Fu Ciyi knew kung fu, but they all knew that Liu Chengwen was very skilled.

But at this moment, Liu Chengwen, who was very skilled, couldn't get up.

"Fu, you..."

Liu Chengwen raised his hand again and found that his index finger was broken, and he immediately pursed his lips.

Fu Ciyi took a few steps over, pinched his index finger, flicked it, and made a click.

Liu Chengwen's index finger recovered.

The students all opened their eyes in shock and did not dare to do it again.

Liu Chengwen stood up from the ground, dusted himself off, and raised his voice: "What are you looking at? Give me a good lesson, take my brother-in-law's class."

Seeing Fu Ciyi's cold eyes, he changed his words: "Take our master's class!"
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On the road leading to the market, Fu Beimo and Meng Li were driving.

Perhaps it was his first time driving, or perhaps Teng Yun was not used to being manipulated by them. One moment the car was going very fast, and the other moment it was as slow as a turtle.

Yan Funing in the car was shaken until her face turned pale.

She held the car window open to relieve the discomfort.

Caiyu supported her and shouted outside the car: "You two should tell Teng Yun to slow down."

I have rough skin and thick flesh, so it’s okay to be bumpy.

How can my young lady, with her delicate skin and tender flesh, stand up to such torture?

Only then did Fu Beimo and Meng Li react, tightened their grip on the reins, and abruptly reduced the speed of the car.

As a result, Yan Funing was still a little angry when she arrived at the town school.

There were still classes in the teaching building, so Yan Funing and the four of them had to go to the master's dormitory.

However, the door of Fu Ciyi's house was closed.

The sun was shining so brightly that even those under the eaves would be exposed, so the four of them had no choice but to stand in the pavilion.

"It wasn't very hot when we went to the fields early in the morning. Why is it so hot now?"

Caiyu took out her fan and kept fanning her young lady.

It was the first time for Fu Beimo and Meng Li to come to the school. They looked around intently, not caring about the sweat on their bodies. Caiyu gave the fan to Yan Funing: "Girl, I'm going to the classroom to find my uncle. There's no other way for us to wait here."

I have to enter the house at least.

Yan Funing nodded and fanned slowly.

The discomfort from the car ride just now, coupled with the heat now, made her not want to talk.

Fu Beimo and Meng Li had never been to the teaching building and offered to follow them.

Caiyu refused: "Girl, I'm here alone, what if I encounter a bad guy?"

The two young men thought so and stood obediently to the left and right of Yan Funing.

Fu Beimo took the fan from Yan Funing's hand and fanned it fiercely: "Sister-in-law, can you feel cooler?"

"It's cool."

Yan Funing's hair was whipped into chaos.

After Fu Beimo's hands got sore, he switched to Meng Li's fan.

The two of them not only slapped fiercely, but also jumped up and down.

Yan Funing was amused and giggled non-stop.

When Fu Ciyi and Caiyu came over, they saw her smiling and saying, "You are all sweating. Wipe your sweat quickly and fan yourself."

"Girl, my uncle is here." Caiyu called.

Yan Funing turned around and saw Fu Ciyi, who was as cold as ever. Her smile quickly faded unconsciously, and she picked up the baggage placed on the stone table: "Mother and Nan Yao asked me to send you some sets of clothes."

Fu Ciyi glanced at her and opened the door.

Yan Funing picked up her baggage and entered the house.

Fu Beimo, Meng Li and Caiyu wanted to follow them for a cool meeting, but Fu Ciyi calmly stopped them.

"Caiyu, take them for a walk around the school."

Caiyu responded: "Yes, uncle."

Just now she found her uncle in the teaching building. On the way to the dormitory, she casually mentioned that Young Master Beimo and Ali wanted to visit the teaching building.

Unexpectedly, my uncle would use this as an excuse to send them away.

Fu Beimo pulled on the door frame: "Brother, let's go in and have a drink of water. We can also look at the teaching building later."

Fu Ciyi pointed in the direction of the dining hall: "There is tea there, and there is also mung bean soup to relieve the heat."

Then he took out the broken silver and gave it to his brother.

When he heard about the food, Fu Beimo hurriedly grasped the pieces of silver and waved his fist: "Ali, Caiyu, let's go!"

Yan Funing put down her baggage and quietly moved from behind Fu Ciyi, trying to sneak out of his house.

I don't know if I am overthinking it, but I always feel that there is a hint of displeasure in his eyes when he looks at her.

Before he even left the door, he grabbed her by the collar.

Yan Funing stroked her neck and turned her head: "Don't grab my back collar at all times."

Fu Ciyi straightened his sleeves and said in a cold voice: "Why do you need to come in person to send me clothes?"

How could he serve her?

Hearing this, Yan Funing felt a chill wrapped around her body. She hurriedly opened her bag and shook out the clothes inside to show him.

"They are all sewn by Nan Yao. Her legs and feet are inconvenient to come here, so I came here."

Fu Ciyi felt depressed after hearing this.

Just now he thought that the clothes in the bag were the clothes she had sewn for him, so he asked why she had to come in person.

Looking at the summer robe spread out on the bed, it was indeed made by Nan Yao, and I couldn't help but ask: "Where is the black brocade robe?"

"The black brocade robe is for autumn and winter. I haven't made it yet. Besides, the measurements you have at Nanyao are for wide-sleeved robes. If you want to make the black brocade robe slim-fitting and narrow-sleeved, you have to measure it again."

Fu Ciyi stepped towards her and stretched out his arms: "Measure it."

The distance between the two instantly shortened.

Yan Funing lowered her eyes: "I didn't bring a ruler."

"This is easy to handle." Looking at the girl's delicate lips, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he took a hair tie to her, "You use the hair tie to measure, then go back and measure the length of the hair tie." (End of Chapter)