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

"Take a look, can't you do it anymore?"

The man narrowed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows.

Yan Funing muttered: "That's what I'm asking." She still reached out to untie his robe, "Take it off quickly, you need to iron it so that the collar and neck are more stylish."

Fu Ciyi stretched out his arms.

Just when she was about to take off the robe for him, he said: "On my birthday, I want to sleep in the bedroom."

"what?"

"What, you won't?"

Yan Funing's lips twitched slightly: "Okay, it's your birthday and I'll give you the bedroom."
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It's night in the county town, in the second-bedroom courtyard of the Yan family.

Second Master Yan pointed at the noisy siblings in the two rooms on the left and right, and said to Fu Minghe and Yan Haitang, "Look, they are so old and they still live in the same courtyard as us."

In fact, the madness is getting worse and worse.

Every night, they could only tie up Yan Yarou and Yan Haobo to force them to sleep for a while.

Yan Haitang pretended to be concerned: "Second Uncle, didn't you and Second Aunt go looking for an expert some time ago?"

Fu Minghe also asked: "Yes, didn't you find it?"

Mr. Yan sighed: "I found it, but later I didn't know where the master went, so we had to come back."

Nowadays, the two children are suffering from madness more and more frequently, and the master is missing, which makes them worried.

Yan Haitang was confused: "Didn't it mean that scaring Little Hooves out of fear could temporarily relieve the symptoms of the third sister and the fourth brother? That tree in Qingshan Town didn't work?"

Mr. Yan's eyes sharpened: "I got angry when I mentioned this matter. I sent someone to Qingshan Town to take a look and found that the crown of the tree was missing."

"What's going on?" Yan Haitang frowned, "Is your little hoof okay?"

Second Master Yan clenched his fist and hit the palm of his hand: "It was found that Fu Ciyi was the one who caused the disturbance, and that family directly cut off the crown of the tree."

"So, Fu Ciyi still cares about Yan Funing?"

Fu Minghe thought of the humiliation under his crotch, and how deeply in love Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing looked like now, which made him extremely angry.

At that moment, he came up with a plan: "Second uncle, I think we can do this..."
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the next morning.

The market is bustling with shouts and shouts.

Yan Funing was shopping with Caiyu and her Fu siblings, all planning to buy Fu Ciyi's birthday gift.

Fu Nanyao was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by Meng Li. Although it was strange for people to see her walking on the street from time to time, it was quite pleasant to not have to walk by herself.

After visiting several shops, Yan Funing said: "Let's divide into two groups. Beimo and Ali will take care of Nan Yao, and Caiyu will follow me to the bookstore."

Fu Beimo reached out and pulled Yan Funing's sleeve: "Sister-in-law, I want to follow you, not Round Face."

Before Yan Funing could speak, Fu Nanyao snorted: "I don't want you to follow either."

After that, she turned her head and let Meng Li push her away.

Fu Beimo stuck out his tongue at Fu Nanyao's back, turned his eyes and smiled at Yan Funing: "Good sister-in-law, I don't know how to choose gifts, you can help me choose one."

"Okay." Yan Funing smiled fondly.

The three of them went to the library.

At this moment, a carriage stopped next to Fu Nanyao's wheelchair.

A man got out of the car, still swinging a folding fan in today's weather. When he saw Fu Nanyao coming out in a wheelchair, he said happily: "Miss Fu."

Fu Nan nodded and said hello: "Master Lu."

Lu Wenfeng folded the folding fan and bowed: "I actually want to see Miss Fu from time to time. I have been studying hard for a month for the sake of fame, and today I made a special trip to see Miss Fu."

"Looking for me?" Fu Nanyao was surprised.

Since September 15th, after this man said he liked her, he never showed up again. She thought he had just made a joke and forgot about it, but she didn't expect that this person would come to look for her today.

Meng Li's hand on the wheelchair's handle gradually tightened.

Reason told him that there was nothing he could do or say at this moment. Lu Wenfeng smiled and said, "I came to see you, and at the same time I came to see Brother Ling."

After all, Fu Nanyao is a girl and has a thin skin, so he has to involve Fu Ciyi.

"My brother is reviewing at home. Mr. Lu, please come here." Fu Nanyao raised his hand.

This scene was noticed by Yan Funing and others who had already walked away.

Caiyu asked in a low voice: "Girl, do we want to go back?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't come back."

The people Lu Wenfeng came to look for were the Fu family brothers and sisters.

She still had to prepare a birthday gift for someone.

When he arrived at the bookstore, Fu Beimo wandered around the bookshelf and quickly selected a book for Yan Funing to read.

"Sister-in-law, what do you think of this book as a birthday gift for my brother?"

Yan Funing read the title of the book and said with a smile: "A Gentleman's Outline, yes, your brother needs this book exactly. Beimo is a great gift picker."

"Brother really needs it?" Fu Beimo blinked his innocent eyes, "Will brother like it?"

"I really need it, your brother will definitely like it." Yan Funing took the book and handed it to the shopkeeper behind the counter, "Boss, please help me wrap it up."

The shopkeeper asked enthusiastically: "What else does Mrs. Xie Yuan want?"

Yan Funing glanced at the shelves behind him: "Do you have a good inkstone here?"

"Yes." The shopkeeper pointed one by one, "This set of ink sticks and inkstones costs 500 yuan; that set is slightly better and costs one tael of silver; and there is another set next to it, which costs 20 taels."

Yan Funing was not satisfied and asked, "Is there anything better?"

The shopkeeper thought for a moment, and realized that the young lady's husband-in-law now had a different status, so naturally he looked down on ordinary inkstones.

Then he pointed to the items wrapped in satin on the top of the shelf: "This is the best in my store, and it costs ten taels of silver."

"Can I take a look?"

"Naturally."

He brought a stool, stepped on it, and brought the things down.

Put the items on the counter, open the silk satin, and reveal an exquisite brocade box. Opening the brocade box again, there is also a set of ink sticks and inkstones inside.

The ink strips are engraved with auspicious clouds and sea tide patterns, which are heavy and weighty.

The shape of the inkstone is even more unique, showing the shape of mountains and seas.

One end is the rolling mountains, and the other end is the place where the water is dipped in the ink, which looks like a lake and sea.

With just one glance, Yan Funing took a fancy to it and said with a smile, "That's it."

"Mrs. Jie Yuan really wants it?"

"Well, if you really want it, how much does that book cost? I paid for it together."

"The Gentleman's Outline is one tael of silver, and this set of ink sticks and inkstones is ten taels of silver." The shopkeeper said, "Mrs. Jie Yuan, just give me ten taels."

"When I bought the pen at the beginning of the year, I bargained for it, all because my family was in a tight situation at the time." Yan Funing smiled warmly and took out a silver ingot and a small ingot from her purse, "Eleven taels of silver, boss, keep it."

"It is necessary to bargain. As long as it can be sold, there is a profit." The shopkeeper smiled loudly, accepted the money, and then lowered his voice, "I can earn twenty taels from just one of your husband's books. .”

Yan Funing smiled: "That's because the boss has good taste."

"The main thing is that your husband's calligraphy is good. Now that Jieyuan is here, the price will be high."

"Why don't you wait, boss? After spring next year, maybe the price will be higher."

"I think so too. After earning twenty taels from one book, I kept all the remaining books." As he spoke, he sighed, "Why don't you, Mrs. Jie Yuan, help me and let your Xian Gong Xie Yuan do it again?" How many copies can you give me?"

"Husband, he is busy reviewing now and really has no time to make money for writing fees."