Fu Ciyi lowered his head slightly, but his back was straight: "I once told my wife that I would only marry her in this life."
The voice was neither humble nor overbearing.
The emperor's face darkened and he patted the imperial case.
Today I encountered a thorn in my side.
When the minister next to him encountered such a good thing, it was too late to be grateful.
The Fu Ciyi in front of him was so bold that he refused again and again.
Cai Chengxiang has been immersed in officialdom for many years and is the emperor's minister. Suddenly he realized that the emperor had reached the point of extreme anger.
He quickly reprimanded Fu Ciyi: "As a minister, aren't the powers and positions given by our Holy Father? Master Fu, please think twice before speaking."
As he said that, he stood up. He bowed to the emperor and saluted: "Your Majesty, Mr. Fu is young and vigorous, please calm down your anger. I then thought about it, if the number one scholar in high school abandons his wife who is a loser after he gets an official position, he will be criticized by the world. What Mr. Fu said You must be true to your wife. Such a character is worthy of my daughter's admiration."
The emperor heard this and thought about it carefully, then said in a deep voice: "It is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. You should think about it carefully when you go back. How to deal with it. You don’t want me to order you and your wife to separate immediately?”
After saying that, he waved his hand to signal Fu Ciyi to step back, without even giving him a chance to speak.
Fu Ciyi handed over and left.
Prime Minister Cai watched Fu Ciyi go away. He turned a corner outside the palace and lost sight of him, and then turned around.
"Your Majesty, Fu Ciyi's character is indeed worthy of praise."
The emperor nodded: "There hasn't been anyone as bold as him in many years." As he spoke, he laughed loudly. Get up, "Cai Aiqing has a very good vision."
Prime Minister Cai laughed: "If Fu Ciyi is eager to agree to be my Cai family's son-in-law today, I will have to consider whether to betroth my daughter to him. Now it seems that he is a good match."
< br>The emperor asked: "With such a prick, you are not afraid that he will still not respond in the follow-up?"
Cai Xiang smiled flatteringly: "Then there is an emperor sitting in charge? The emperor can even rule the world. Qing Heyan, a small minister and the emperor, is not worth mentioning."
He is not worried at all that Fu Ciyi will not marry his precious daughter.
With the emperor here, can Fu Ciyi still disobey the holy will?
The emperor received the compliment and smiled more happily.
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At the end of April, the sun is bright and the wind is warm.
The weather was nice, and Yan Funing felt inexplicably in a good mood, so she changed into a peach red skirt and hung a floral-blue silk shawl on her arms.
The bright and delicate color is supplemented by the dark cyan color, and the overall effect is surprisingly beautiful.
Caiyu looked on and smiled foolishly.
It is getting warmer day by day, and the clothes on my body are basically made of thin materials. In this way, my lady's figure becomes even more graceful.
Yan Funing glanced at her: "How could anyone smile like you?"
"The lady is beautiful, Caiyu is happy."
"Hurry up and take out the silver needle for me , I have to give Beimo an injection. After the injection, you and Xinheng Ali have to continue to read.”
"Yes."
Caiyu then retracted her gaze, took out the silver needle package from the drawer, and followed her lady out of the main courtyard.
Halfway down the road, Meng Li came over: "Sister-in-law, Beimo said that he should go to his yard for acupuncture and literacy, so as not to let the servants know about his head..."
Micro After a pause, he added: "And we are actually not very knowledgeable."
Yan Funing chuckled: "I know."
He still wants to save face, which shows that Fu Beimo is doing well.
When we arrived at Fu Beimo's Moyuan, we looked through the small courtyard and reached the outhouse.
Several desks have been set up in the room, with pens, inks, papers and inkstones placed on the table, obviously waiting for her arrival.
Then he quickened his pace. Fu Beimo turned around when he heard the footsteps and smiled innocently: "What do you think, sister-in-law?"
Yan Funing nodded: "It's quite decent. It's better than when we were in Qingshan Town, when we sat together at the square table." She turned to Caiyu, Meng Li and Li Xinheng and said, "If you don't learn well, , I'm just sorry for Bei Mo. "
Li Xinheng promised: "We will definitely learn well. Mr. Bei Mo has just told us not to allow others to come to Mo Yuan to disturb us."
Fu Beimo laughed. Smiling, she sat on the high chair by the window: "Sister-in-law, give me an acupuncture quickly."
"My Bei Mo is becoming more and more capable now." Yan Funing took the silver needle bag from Caiyu and placed it on the side table. "It will probably take a while for the acupuncture to heal," Fu Beimo said secretly. He sometimes wanted to pretend, but his behavior today was not pretending.
"Sister-in-law, I'd better give me the pricking for a longer time. I think the effect will be better if it is pricked for a longer time."
"It's really strange. I used to avoid it and refused to prick it, but now I'm asking for it."
Yan Funing shook her head with a smile, took out the silver needle, roasted it on the candlelight lit by colored jade, and accurately inserted it into the acupuncture point on Fu Beimo's head.
Fu Beimo kept smiling, but the hands on his knees slowly clenched.
Actually, he is still afraid of needles.
But acupuncture would make him feel better, and he could spend more time with his sister-in-law. He was willing to get acupuncture.
Yan Funing's hands were extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty silver needles were inserted into Fu Beimo's head.
Li Xinheng and the other three people sat down and waited for Yan Funing to teach them how to read.
“We have been interrupted from teaching for a while, so today we will review what we have learned in the past.”
After that, Yan Funing began to test the words and idioms taught before, and not long and a quarter of an hour passed. , the silver needle on Fu Beimo's head was removed.
Just when Yan Funing was about to teach new content, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
"Beimo, it's my mother."
Hearing the voice of his mother, Fu Beimo ran to open the door.
Wan Niang was helped in by Nanny Li.
“I heard from Nanny Li that Funing is here to give Beimo acupuncture and teach others how to read. I will come over.”
Fu Beimo frowned slightly: "Mother, why are you here like this? You can't see the crooked handwriting they wrote."
"You kid, it's good if you can read and hyphen. "Wan Niang said, holding her forehead and sighing, "My head hurts, and I want Funing to give me a few injections."
Hearing this, Yan Funing quickly helped her mother-in-law to sit down by the window: " "My mother's head hurts. Is there any discomfort around her eyes?"
Wan Niang said slowly: "My head is throbbing, but my eyes are not uncomfortable."
Yan Funing's fingers touched her. He picked up my mother-in-law's pulse, then picked up the pulse on her neck, and finally slowly moved to the top of her head.
She was already extremely familiar with Fu Beimo's head. But my mother-in-law had a bun on her head, so it was not easy to judge or perform the needle.
"Mom, your hair needs to be spread out. I will help you press the acupuncture points and then apply acupuncture according to your reaction."
"Okay, spread it out. When you comb your hair today, I feel so unwell."
As soon as Wan Niang raised her hand, Grandma Li and Caiyu came forward to help remove the hair accessories from her head.
Yan Funing pushed aside her hair and pressed different acupuncture points with her fingertips and knuckles.
When she pressed Sugu point, Wanniang let out a soft cry.
"Mom, please bear with me."
After saying that, Yan Funing pressed her one by one.
When the pressure reached the yin of the head orifice, Wan Niang grabbed Yan Funing's hand and cried out in pain: "Funing, mother, it hurts." (End of this chapter)