Wen Boli looked ugly and looked at Fu Ji badly and said, "You are a servant, just treating the gift-giving guests like this?"

After saying that, he was about to walk in. Fu Ji stepped forward to block him, saying, "Master Wen, the young master has told you not to step into the gate of the Fu family. Please don't make things difficult for us."

The guests who were blocked behind watched them confront each other and stopped going in, just gathered around to watch the fun. Fu Youqin, Wen Boli and Li knew about it, but they didn't know that they had reached the same level of power.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the smart servant quickly went to the yard to report to Fu Tian.

Fu Tian, ​​who had received the news, saw the two people confronted each other, and his smiling face suddenly calmed down. He looked at Wen Boli coldly, "What are you here to do?"

Facing Fu Tian, ​​Wen Boli smiled suddenly on his tense face, "You are a father in high school, naturally, you are here to celebrate." He opened the gift box in his hand, revealing a piece of jade paperweight, and said to himself: "See if you like it or not, if you don't like it, then change it to you if your father doesn't like it."

Fu Tian was so disgusted by him. He was very familiar with Wen Boli's eyes. In the past, this kind of expectant look fell on Wen Zeming, but when he looked at him, he was perfunctory and unhidden disgust. He used to think that this was because Wen Boli loved Bai Ruihe, so he loved Wen Zeming and Wu. Now it seems that his preference was just a son who could give him face and shine his family.

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

"I said that my surname is Fu, and it has nothing to do with you."

Fu Tian's expression was not moved at all, "You don't have to pretend anymore. I passed the scholar exam. The one who shined the Fu family is the meiren, and it has nothing to do with your Wen family!"

Wen Boli's face changed and his expression was almost ferocious, "Even if you don't recognize it, you are still shedding my Wen family's blood."

"So what," Fu Tian raised his chin and looked at him arrogantly, "A slight glory of my body is from the Fu family and has nothing to do with you."

"Have you taught me a day? Your energy and time are spent on Wen Zeming's outer room," Fu Tian smiled sarcastically, "It's a pity that the people I taught are the same as yours."

The surroundings were silent, and the whispers of the guests stopped. Some people looked at Fu Tian with disagreement. Filial piety was the first priority. Fu Tian said this too much.

"Fu Ji, ask someone to drive him out, don't lose your interest in a good life."

Fu Youqin walked over with her maid quickly, with an angry look on her face. The banquet was full of feasting. Wen Boli, the messing stick, was stirred up with smell.

"That's how you teach your child? He said bad things about me every day, so that he wouldn't recognize me as his father?" Wen Boli asked angrily.

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

Some people couldn't stand it and said they were talking about peace. "Mrs. Fu, Master Wen is also here to celebrate it sincerely. Is this a bit too much?"

Fu Youqin looked at the person who was talking. The lady who was talking was not known to be from the Wang family, but was not on the list of banquets. She picked the corners of her mouth and said in a gentle voice: "Madam Wang, this is the family business of my Fu family."

Mrs. Wang's face turned red and her expression was a little dull, but she continued: "I think Mr. Fu is a little bit worthy of Master Wen when he is in high school. Why are you so unkind?"

Li Qingnian, who came later, was unhappy when he heard this. He had a good time with Fu Tian. He knew everything about Wen Boli. It was strange that Wen Boli could teach Fu Tian. He said angrily: "Youling is his ability to pass the scholar exam. What does it have to do with Wen Boli? He is really a wise man. Why didn't Youling pass the exam before, and Wen Boli passed the exam as soon as he left?"

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

Li Qingnian looked at the wife who was protecting Wen Boli with malicious intentions and said deliberately: "Madam Wang is better off asking him to teach Mr. Wang to teach Mr. Wang. Maybe he will pass the exam next year."

Mrs. Wang's expression changed, she cursed angrily and left hurriedly.

When guests with different expressions heard these words, they no longer had sympathy when they looked at Wen Boli. Thinking about it, it was true that both Fu Youqin's children taught very well, whether it was Fu Tian or Fu Shuyue, on the other hand, Wen Boli's outer room, I heard that Wen Boli was very concerned about the outer room before, and Wen Zeming went to school in Lehe Town, and heard that his studies were good, but what was the result?

It seems that it is better for Mrs. Fu to teach her that the two children are so promising and are taught by Mrs. Fu Ji. The ladies who came over smiled and gave the gift to Fu Ji, and surrounded Fu Youqin with a smile. "Mrs. Fu, both children are so promising, you have to teach us some experience..."

Wen Boli, who had an ugly expression, was thrown behind everyone's heads. The two servants held his arm without hesitation and dragged him out.

The people on the street looked at Wen Boli with curiosity and inquiry in their eyes. Wen Boli was so angry that his hands trembled. When he turned around, he saw Wen Zeming, who should not have appeared here.

The smile on Wen Zeming's face had not yet calmed down, and seemed to be mocking him. Wen Boli said in anger and embarrassedly: "What are you doing here?!"

Wen Zeming's face changed unstable, his mind filled with jealousy and hatred was uncontrollable, and he said sarcastically: "Of course I'm here to see you for a joke."

"You are so eager to go up and touch someone's cold butt, but I haven't seen someone give you a good look."

Wen Boli's eyes widened, and he looked at the son without knowing each other. He gasped violently, pointed at him with trembling fingers and cursed: "Or you are too useless, I need to please Fu Tian. My Wen family's face is thrown away by your mother and son!"

After he said that, he shook his sleeves and left angrily. Wen Zeming looked at him with a gloomy eyes and sneered in an unknown way.

*******

The Fu family, Li Qingnian and a group of friends surrounded Fu Tian in the middle, and were still angry, "Wen Boli is so shameless. Even I know that he has never taught you! If you pass the exam, you are smart, and nothing to do with him!"

What Li Qingnian said was the truth. Before he and I left, although Fu Tian was considered well-behaved and sensible, no matter who mentioned it, he always said lightly, "That innocent young master of the Wen family."

Innocence and ignorance of the world, it is not a good word for the sixteen-year-old Fu Tian. If he had made a little more trouble, he might have been classified as "playboys" like Li Qingnian and others.

Fu Tian chuckled and thanked Li Qingnian and greeted everyone in.

The young men and young men who drank together last time all came over and brought gifts to each other. Fu Tian didn't expect them to be so polite, so he accepted Dai Fu and let them go and took them to the table.

He arranged a table for them alone, and Fu Tian had to greet other male guests, so he asked Li Qingnian to take care of him first and then come over after he finished his work.

Fu Youqin and Fu Shuyue wanted to greet the wives in the inner courtyard, and Fu Tian took care of the guests outside. The playboy master at the table watched Fu Tian skillfully toast among the guests, chatting and laughing with people from time to time, and couldn't help but sigh.

If it were yourself, it would definitely not be possible.

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

After sobering up, several people gathered together and wanted Fu Tian to guide them. Although they had eaten, drink and have fun all day, who didn’t have a motivated heart? They just couldn’t find the direction before and were no one to stimulate them, so they had to just pass.

Now seeing Fu Tian not only takes over the family business, but also pass the scholar exam at a young age. Even among the group of thirty or forty-year-old masters, no one dares to underestimate him.

Everyone was envious and was a little moved.

If Fu Tian could teach them, maybe they could also do some grades for their family to see. If you don’t ask for as powerful as Fu Tian, ​​you can be half as powerful as him, your elders will probably wake up from laughing.

Fu Tian held the wine glass and toasted a circle of wine. He was already a little dizzy. He had a poor alcohol tolerance, and the wine in the wine pot was still mixed with water. But even so, he couldn't stand it after a circle. The dishes were served one after another. Fu Tian supported his dizzy head and asked everyone to eat and drink well, so he quickly escaped back to Li Qingnian's table.

Facing his familiar friends, Fu Tiangu drank a cup of hangover tea and whispered: "These people can really drink it."

Everyone else laughed and complained all the time, and then Li Qingnian tentatively raised everyone's ideas.

Everyone at the table looked at Fu Tian with a nervous expression. Fu Tian didn't expect them to be so serious, but it was okay to take what they knew in their previous life in advance. 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 in his previous life, which was somewhat helpful to them now.

Unexpectedly, Fu Tian agreed so readily. Everyone was nervous and immediately became happy and surrounded Fu Tian and drank noisy. However, this time Fu Tian was drinking tea, and only these happy young men were drinking.

...

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

Put on a soft middle robe, Fu Tian yawned and climbed onto the bed to rest. However, he didn't know whether it was because he had taken a bath or the alcohol was coming again. After tossing and turning several times, he felt that it was so hot that he had to get up and let Dai Fu carry the ice fan in.

The ice fan was moved in, Dai Fu turned it a few times, and the whistling cold wind made Fu Tian’s head hurt again. He said again: “Don’t want this, that one with a rabbit, I want that one.”

"That's in the warehouse, I'll take it out." Dai Fu said as he hurried out to look for it. Fu Tian sat cross-legged on the bed, not knowing what he was gambled, so he got up irritably and went to the window to have a breath.

Chu Xiangtianfeng and Chen rushed over and saw that it was the dark room of candlelight. The young master was wearing a thin middle robe and leaning against the window. He didn't know what he was thinking.

After solving the hidden dangers of the court, the rest was left to the emperor's brother. Originally, the mother and the emperor's brother refused to let him go, so he had to say that he would come back to meet the person he liked. They let him go and asked him to bring the person back to see him quickly.

Chu Xiangtian smiled bitterly in his heart. It was not that simple. Thinking of the previous farewell without saying goodbye, his expression was hesitant, 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 stood there in a steady state, but did not turn around.

Sure enough, he was angry... Chu Xiangtian felt bitter in his heart, but he walked over, reached out to touch his hair and hesitated to put it back, and said in a stern voice: "I'm sorry, I can explain it to you."

Holding his fingers tightly, Fu Tian slowly turned around, and the person who had left for a long time stood in front of him. Although he was a little unshaven, it was indeed the person he was secretly thinking about in his heart.

The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were like a mountain torrent. Chu Xiangtian was the gate. Now that he was standing in front of Fu Tian, ​​Fu Tian could no longer help but feel surging emotions. He plunged into his arms and hugged him tightly.

He hugged his thin body in his arms in shock, and Chu Xiangtian looked stunned. This seemed different from what he thought.

But soon he was no longer surprised, because the person holding him was trembling slightly, and he was very familiar with the movement - the young master cried.

"Don't cry." Chu Xiangtian pulled the man apart and wanted to take a good look, but Fu Tian hugged his waist tightly and refused to loosen his cheeks. His cheeks rubbed against his chest, and he tried hard to drill into his arms. The suppressed sobbing quickly turned into a grievance whimpering sound.

"Don't cry..." Chu Xiangtian's voice was hoarse, and he could only gently slimly on his back, softening his voice to coax him, "It's my fault to stop crying..."

Fu Tian rubbed all his tears and noses on his clothes. Although Zhou Chuanqing said that he would come back, for some reason, he was always worried that he would never return. This kind of waiting without deadline was like a rope tied to his heart slowly tightening. Fu Tian felt uncomfortable, but he could not tell anyone.

Now that the person is back, the rope on his heart is loosened and becomes sour. He wants to turn around happily, but he can't help but feel wronged and want to cry.

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

Suddenly, a panicked footsteps came from 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 Bing Fan and was frightened.

Dai Fu's scalp was numb when he saw it. He looked at the young master he was holding, his lips moved a few times, and finally carefully placed the ice fan on the edge of the bed and stepped on it. Then he quickly lowered his head and retreated.

Chu Xiangtian kissed the person in his arms in the ear and reached out to pick him up directly.

Fu Tian instinctively surrounded his neck, and his wet cheeks pressed against his neck and refused to lift it.
Chapter completed!