You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

Wen Boli looked ugly, looked at Fu Ji unkindly, and said, "You are a servant, and you treat the gift-giving guests like this?"

After finishing speaking, he was about to go in, Fu Ji stepped forward to block him, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Master Wen, the young master has explained that you are not allowed to step into the gate of Fu's house. Please don't make things difficult for us."

The guests who were blocked at the back watched the two of them confront each other, and didn't go in, but gathered around to watch the excitement.Fu Youqin, Wen Boli and Li knew each other, but they didn't know that the two of them had reached the point where they were in the same situation.

Seeing that something was wrong, the clever servant hurried to the yard to report to Fu Tian.

Fu Tian, ​​who rushed over after receiving the news, saw the two confronting each other, his smiling face suddenly sank, and he looked at Wen Boli coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Facing Fu Huang, Wen Boli's tense face suddenly showed a smile, "You are in high school, as a father, it is natural to celebrate." He opened the gift box in his hand, revealing a jade paperweight, and said to himself: "You see See if you like it or not, and if you don’t like it, Dad will change it for you.”

Fu Tian was so disgusted by him, he was very familiar with Wen Boli's eyes. In the past, this kind of expectant eyes always fell on Wen Zeming, but when he looked at him, it was perfunctory and unconcealable disgust. In the past, he thought it was because Wen Boli loved Bai Ruihe, so he loved Wen Zeming deeply. Now it seems that he only likes a son who can save him face and shine in the family.

As for who this son is, it doesn't matter.

"As I said, my surname is Fu, and I have nothing to do with you."

Fu Tian's expression didn't change in the slightest, "You don't need to be hypocritical anymore, I passed the examination as a scholar, and the shining one is the lintel of the Fu family, and it has nothing to do with your Wen family!"

Wen Boli's complexion changed, his expression was almost ferocious, "Even if you don't admit it, you still shed the blood of my Wen family."

"So what?" Fu Tian raised his chin and looked at him arrogantly, "The slightest bit of glory on me belongs to the Fu family, and has nothing to do with you."

"Have you taught me for a day? You spent all your energy and time on that concubine Wen Zeming," Fu Tian laughed sarcastically, "It's a pity that the people you taught are trash in the same line as you."

The surroundings were silent, and the whispers of the guests stopped. Some people looked at Fu Tian disapprovingly, all goodness and filial piety come first, and Fu Tian's words were too much.

"Fu Ji, ask someone to drive him out. Don't lose your interest in the happy days."

Fu Youqin walked over quickly with the maid, she had an angry look on her face, the good banquet was ruined by Wen Boli, a shit stirrer.

"Is this how you teach your child? Say bad things about me every day, so that he doesn't recognize me as a father?" Wen Boli asked angrily.

Fu Youqin didn't want to mess with him, so she waved her hand to let the servants do it.

Some people couldn't stand it anymore and said as a peacemaker, "Mrs. Fu, Mr. Wen also sincerely came to congratulate, isn't it a little too much?"

Fu Youqin looked at the speaker. The lady who spoke did not know it belonged to the Wang family, but she was not on the banquet list. The corner of her mouth twitched, and she said softly, "Mrs. Wang, this is my Fu family's business."

Mrs. Wang who was speaking blushed, her expression was a little hesitant, but she continued: "I think Master Fu's ability to go to high school is somewhat due to Master Wen's contribution. Why are you so unkind."

Li Qingnian, who came over later, was not happy when he heard this. He had a good time with Fu Tian, ​​and he knew all about Wen Boli. It's my own ability to pass the exam, so what does it have to do with Wen Boli? It's really Wen Boli's education, why did You Ling fail to pass the exam before, but Wen Boli passed the exam as soon as Wen Boli left?"

"If you want me to say, this is a disaster. If you don't believe me, take a look at Wen Zeming's concubine. Didn't everyone say that he could pass the exam? How is the result now?"

Li Qingnian looked at the lady who defended Wen Boli maliciously, and deliberately said: "Madam Wang defends him so much, why not let him teach Prince Wang, maybe he can pass the exam next year."

Mrs. Wang's expression changed, she cursed angrily and left in a hurry.

When the guests with different expressions heard these words, they no longer looked at Wen Boli with sympathy. Thinking about it this way, it is true that Fu Youqin's two children have taught them very well, whether it is Fu Tian or Fu Shuyue. On the other hand, Wen Boli's concubine, I heard that Wen Boli used to be very concerned about his concubine, that Wen Zeming was studying in Lehe Town, and he heard that his studies were good, what happened?

It seems that Mrs. Fu taught the two children to be so promising and sensible.The ladies who came over had smiles on their faces, handed the gifts to Fu Ji, and surrounded Fu Youqin with smiles on their faces. "Mrs. Fu, the two children have been raised so well, you have to pass on your experience to us..."

Wen Boli, who had an ugly expression, was forgotten by everyone, and two servants grabbed his arms unceremoniously and dragged him out.

People on the street looked curiously at Wen Boli, whose clothes were disheveled, with curiosity and inquiry in his eyes, Wen Boli's hands trembled in anger, and when he turned around, he saw Wen Zeming who should not have appeared here.

The smile on Wen Zeming's face hadn't restrained, he seemed to be laughing at him, Wen Boli became annoyed and said angrily, "What are you doing here?!"

Wen Zeming's face changed unsteadily, his mind filled with jealousy and hatred couldn't be controlled, and he said sarcastically, "Of course I came to see your joke."

"You are so eager to stick to other people's cold asses, and you haven't seen them give you a good face."

Wen Boli's eyes were wide open, he looked at this son as if he didn't recognize him, he took a few breaths violently, pointed at him with trembling fingers and cursed: "Why don't you be too useless, I need to please Fu Tian, ​​I The face of the Wen family has made your mother and son lose their face!"

After he finished speaking, he shook his sleeves angrily and left, Wen Zeming looked at him with gloomy eyes, and sneered inexplicably.

******

In the Fu family, Li Qingnian surrounded Fu Tian with a group of friends, still aggrieved, "Wen Boli is really shameless, even I know that he never taught you at all! If you can pass the exam, it is you Smart, fuck his shit!"

Li Qingnian was telling the truth. Before reconciling with him, although Fu Tian was considered well-behaved and sensible, no matter who mentioned it, he would always say "that naive young master of the Wen family" lightly.

Innocence and ignorance of world affairs are really not good words for 16-year-old Fu Tian, ​​if he is more noisy.Maybe they can be classified as "dandies" like Li Qingnian.

Fu Huang thanked Li Qingnian with a chuckle, and called everyone to go in.

The sons and young masters who drank together last time all came over, and they each brought congratulatory gifts. Fu Tian didn't expect them to be so polite, so he accepted them and asked Dai Fu to put them away and take them to the table.

They arranged a table for them alone, and Fu Tian had to greet the other male guests, so Li Qingnian took care of them first, and came over after he was done.

Fu Youqin and Fu Shuyue wanted to greet the ladies in the inner courtyard, so the guests outside had to be taken care of by Fu Tian. The dandy young masters at the table watched Fu Tian proficiently shuttle between the guests to toast, chatting and laughing with others from time to time, couldn't help sighed.

If it were me, I would definitely not be able to do well.

He Chengliang was still thinking about what happened yesterday, and asked in a low voice: "You guys say, is Fu Tian willing to teach us?"

After waking up from the drunkenness, a few people gathered together and wanted Fu Tian to guide them. Although they ate, drank and had fun all day long, who didn't have a motivated heart? So just muddle along.

Now seeing that Fu Tian not only took over the family business, but also passed the examination as a scholar at a young age, even if he stood among a group of lords in their 40s and [-]s, no one dared to underestimate him.

Everyone was envious but also moved.

If Fu Tian can teach them, maybe they can also make some achievements for the family to see. If they don't want to be as good as Fu Tian, ​​they can be half as good as him, and the elders in the family will probably wake up laughing.

Holding the wine glass, Fu Tian was a little dizzy after toasting the wine. He was not good at drinking, and the wine in the jug was still mixed with water. For the dishes, Fu Huang held his dizzy head to let everyone eat and drink well, and then fled back to Li Qingnian's table.

Facing his acquaintances, Fu Tian drank a cup of hangover tea and complained in a low voice, "These people can really drink."

Everyone else laughed and complained, and then it was Li Qingnian who tried to put forward everyone's ideas.

All the people at the table looked at Fu Tian anxiously. Fu Tian didn't expect them to be so serious, but it's okay to advance what they knew in the previous life. Fu Tian scratched his face and agreed with his eyes bent.

"But it will take two days." He had to take time to recall what he remembered from his previous life, which would help them somewhat now.

Unexpectedly, Fu Tian agreed so readily. The anxious people immediately cheered up and drank around Fu Tian noisily, but this time Fu Tian drank hangover tea, and only the happy young masters drank. .

……

After a busy day, when all the guests were sent away, it was already dark, so a servant brought hot water over, and Fu Tian took a hot bath to relieve the fatigue of the day.

Putting on a soft undershirt, Fu Huang yawned a little and climbed onto the bed to rest. However, he didn't know whether it was because he had taken a bath or because he was drunk again. Bring in the ice fan.

The ice fan moved in, Dai Fu turned it a few times, and the whistling cold wind made Fu Tian's head hurt again, and he said again: "I don't want this, the one with the rabbit, I want that."

"That's in the warehouse, I'll go and take it out." Dai Fu said and hurried out to look for it. Fu Tian sat cross-legged on the bed, not knowing why he was betting, and got up irritably and went to the window to blow some air.

Chu Xiangtian hurried over, and saw the dimly lit room, the young master was wearing a thin coat, leaning against the window, wondering what he was thinking.

After solving the hidden dangers of the imperial court, the rest was handed over to the emperor. Originally, the queen mother and the emperor refused to let him go, so he had to say that he would come back to see the person he liked, so they let him go and bring him back quickly. have a look.

Chu Xiangtian smiled wryly in his heart, how could it be so simple.Thinking of leaving without saying goodbye before, he suddenly hesitated, and he didn't know how long the young master would be angry.

"Youling, I'm back." Chu Xiangtian spoke slowly, his voice a little nervous and dry.

Fu Tian's back froze, and he stood still, but did not turn around.

Sure enough, he was angry... Chu Xiangtian felt bitter in his heart, but he still walked over, reached out to touch his hair, but then hesitantly took it back, and said shyly, "I'm sorry, I can explain to you."

Clenching his fingers tightly, Fu Tian turned around slowly, and the person he had left for a long time was standing in front of him. Although he was a bit unshaven, he was indeed the person he was secretly thinking about.

The emotions that have been suppressed for a long time are like a flash flood. Chu Xiangtian is the gate. Now that he is standing in front of Fu Tian, ​​Fu Tian can no longer bear the turbulent emotions. He plunges into his arms and dies. hugged him hard.

Hugging the thin body in his arms in amazement, Chu Xiangtian looked in a daze, which seemed to be different from what he thought.

But soon he was in no mood to be surprised, because the body of the person holding him was trembling slightly, he was familiar with this movement - the young master was crying.

"Don't cry." Chu Xiangtian pulled the man away and wanted to take a good look, but Fu Tian's hands hugged his waist tightly and refused to let go, rubbing his cheeks against his chest, pushing his arms hard Drilling in, the suppressed sobs quickly turned into grievances.

"Don't cry..." Chu Xiangtian's voice was dry and hoarse, so he could only softly rub his back gently to coax him, "Stop crying, it's my fault..."

Fu Huang rubbed his tears and snot all over his clothes. Although Zhou Chuanqing said that he would come back, for some reason, he was always worried that he would never come back. This kind of endless waiting is like a rope The tie was slowly tightened on the heart, and Fu Tian felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't tell anyone.

Now that the person came back, the rope on his heart was loosened, and he became sore and numb. He wanted to turn around happily, but at the same time, he couldn't help feeling wronged and wanted to cry.

The person in his arms was crying and twitching, Chu Xiangtian sighed, and kissed lightly on the top of his head to comfort him.

Suddenly there was a sound of panicked footsteps at the door, Fu Tian didn't hear it, but Chu Xiangtian noticed it vigilantly, and his sharp eyes fell on Dai Fu who was holding an ice fan and looked shocked.

Dai Fu's scalp became numb from his gaze. He looked at the young master he was holding, moved his lips a few times, and finally carefully placed the ice fan on the bedside footrest, then quickly backed out with his head down.

Chu Xiangtian kissed the ear of the person in his arms, and stretched out his hand to hug him directly.

Fu Tian instinctively wrapped his neck around his neck, her wet cheek pressed against his neck and refused to lift it up.