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

After a moment of pause, she added: "But it's different at home. Aunt He and Aunt Lou often come over and chat with me about home affairs, so my mother won't be lonely."

Fu Ciyi didn't want to tell the whole story, so he just nodded lightly: "What you said is true."

Yan Funing also sat at the table: "In this case, the safety of the family must be guaranteed."

The man said: "I'm looking for some nursing homes."

Yan Funing shook her head: "It's too short before we set off. Even if the nursing home is found, we don't know the details. I think Beimo and Ali's skills have improved a lot. They can protect the home."

"These two are not calm enough after all." Fu Ciyi suddenly thought of one person, "Liu Chengwen is quite skilled."

Yan Funing nodded: "Yes, our family and the Liu family are neighbors. I think it's okay to ask Brother Chengwen to help look after the house."

Fu Ciyi had a headache for a while thinking about how he and Liu Chengwen didn't deal with each other very well.

Yan Funing saw his concerns and said with a smile: "Leave this matter to me."

Fu Ciyi squeezed her hand: "Thank you."

"No need to thank you for this."

"I'm very grateful that you can accompany me to Beijing for the exam."

What he was thankful for was that she was willing to accompany him.

"Qiu Wei, won't I accompany you too?" Yan Funing smiled coquettishly, "Am I very good to you?"

"Excellent."

Sometimes he thought it was too good to be true.

"When will you take the swordsmanship test of Beimo Ali in school? If they have a certain level, I will have people make swords."

Yan Funing wanted to take her hand out of his, but he squeezed her tightly.

After just a few breaths, he let go, got up and left.

"When the weather is fine, we will give them a test."
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Two days later, the weather cleared.

Fu Ciyi stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his hands. Li Xinheng, Fu Beimo, Meng Li and Caiyu lined up in front of him.

Yan Funing moved a chair and sat on the porch to watch.

Fu Nanyao was limping around in the outer room of the east wing.

He looked at the courtyard and occasionally glanced at Yan Funing. Although he wanted to know how Meng Li's skills were, he didn't go out.

Wan Niang said: "People walking around, go and see if you want to."

She was blind and couldn't see. Otherwise, such a lively scene would have to be watched carefully.

Fu Nanyao lowered her voice: "You can see it even from this room."

Yan Funing heard the conversation in the east wing.

The sister-in-law relationship between her and Fu Nanyao only lasted for more than a year, and after that there was no relationship.

Now, let her do whatever she wants.

At this time, Fu Ciyi said: "The four of you practice martial arts every day. Today is a simple school test. Show your true skills."

The foursome is.

The first one to come up to face off was Li Xinheng.

Fu Ciyi still had one hand behind his back. Li Xinheng struck out with both fists and added his legs, but he still couldn't resist.

He was defeated in just three rounds.

It was Fu Beimo's second turn.

Fu Beimo brought up the bamboo sword. After all, he had the foundation of kung fu and the bamboo sword could be considered as a weapon. He persisted until the sixth round and begged for mercy.

Next, Meng Li comes on stage.

He also raised a bamboo sword.

Unlike Bei Mo, who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, Meng Li has very little internal strength, but he has been practicing quite hard recently.

He held on until the fourth round and got off the court.

The last person to appear was Caiyu.

Caiyu, like Li Xinheng, had no weapons and rolled up his sleeves with both hands.

She looked at Yan Funing confidently, as if to say, the day after the young lady's wedding, she wanted to beat her uncle.

It's a rare opportunity today.

However, she also had self-awareness and said: "Girl, I will definitely persist until the second round. Just watch it."

Yan Funing clenched her fists to encourage her: "Come on Caiyu!"

Out of nowhere, Caiyu punched him. There was a muffled sound.

I saw her sprawled on the ground.

No one could clearly see how Fu Ciyi took action. In fact, they couldn't tell whether he took action or not.

Caiyu cried loudly: "Miss, save me!"

In the past, she would call "Miss" when they were just master and servant, but now she no longer cares about it.

Yan Funing hurriedly went over to help her: "It hurts from the fall, where does it hurt?"

"Fart, butt, it hurts."

Caiyu's figure was relatively solid, and Yan Funing couldn't help her up for a while. She thought Fu Ciyi had made some secret move, so she glared at him.

Li Xinheng stepped forward to help, grabbed Caiyu's arms and pulled her up.

Fu Ciyi looked at the water stains on the stone floor and said, "She fell by herself."

Yan Funing was shocked.

Fu Beimo added helpfully: "She will fall like this. It just means that her chassis is unstable and she didn't hit the right moves in one round."

As a result, Caiyu lost all face and even her butt hurt from falling, so she had to cry louder and grimaced.

Fu Ciyi walked slowly to Yan Funing's side and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "It seems that she will not be able to protect you in the future."

What he said was that after the divorce, Caiyu alone could not protect her.

Yan Funing was startled.

Just now, Caiyu gave her a look that said, now it's okay, they are the ones who are in trouble.

No, how does someone know that Caiyu wants to take the opportunity to beat him?
He also knows her little thoughts.

In order to show that she had not been seen through by him, she pretended not to hear what he said, and turned to Li Xinheng and told Li Xinheng: "Brother Li, please send Caiyu back to the room."

Li Xinheng nodded and supported Caiyu for a few steps.

However, Caiyu hurt her buttocks from the fall. No matter how slowly she walked, the pain involved her buttock muscles, which made her frown.

Li Xinheng remembered that his mother often said that he was not moral, so he bent down, imitated the way a young man would hold a girl, picked her up sideways, and left.

Caiyu's feet suddenly left the ground, and she shouted: "How dare you eat my old lady's tofu?"

Fu Beimo and Meng Li looked surprised.

As Caiyu's cursing voice faded away, Yan Funing changed the topic: "Sir, can Beimo and the others wear swords?"

Fu Ciyi said quietly: "Okay."

"Great!"

Fu Beimo and Meng Li both jumped up and high-fived their hands in the air.

Before you go to make a sword, you need to compose a picture.

It was night, Fu Ciyi was reading in the study, and Yan Funing knocked on the door and went in.

"I don't understand the dimensions of the sword at all. Can you guide me in drawing it?"

Fu Ciyi raised his head when he heard the sound, and seeing her serious expression, he stood up, put away the books on the table, and spread them on rice paper.

After laying down, he picked up his pen and dipped it in ink: "You draw a few strokes first."

Yan Funing walked to the bookcase, took the wolf hair, and leaned over to paint.

Fu Ciyi looked at it for a moment, walked behind her in two steps, held the catkin she was writing in his big hand, and added a few strokes.

"The sword should have a bleeding slot so that the enemy doesn't have a chance to survive."

The voice is cold.

Yan Funing was inexplicably flustered. She had known that he was very skilled, but now it seemed that he had a good knowledge of how to take people's lives.

Her delicate body was shaking uncontrollably.

The man's other hand passed through her body and held her in his arms.

"What, scared?"

Yan Funing shook her head: "How could I be afraid?"

At this moment, the man's chest was pressing on her thin back, his cool breath fell on her ears, and his clothes were caressing each other.

The two of them looked like they were rubbing each other's ears.

Only she knew that she was scared to death.

I am afraid that my life will be in his hands in the future. (End of chapter)