The tailors said Ciyi then took off his wedding gown. After leaving the tailor shop, the three of them went to the pavilion and sat down. Di Feng was guarding outside the pavilion, and no one else could get close. Seeing this, Fu Ciyi asked, "Father-in-law, do you have something to say to me?" "Recently, the emperor is looking for a candidate for the cabinet's chief minister." Yan Cheng then instructed, "Ci Yi, you must go to the imperial study more often, whether you have something to do or not." Fu Ciyi asked, "Father-in-law, do you mean that if the emperor asks about the candidate for the prime minister, I will recommend you, father-in-law?" "Are you stupid?" Yan Cheng scolded. He is already a duke of the current dynasty. If he becomes the prime minister of the cabinet, he will hold great power. Then wasn’t the previous taking away of military power from the Yan family just a joke? Unless the emperor wants to take action against the Yan family, he will pretend to give him the position of prime minister. In reality, he still just wanted to live a comfortable life as a duke.

Hong Qingyi quickly said, "How can you curse like that? Ci Yi doesn't know the situation of our Yan family." Besides, it would be fine to just scold your own son like this. Fu Ciyi is a son-in-law after all, but not a formal son-in-law. "Mother-in-law, I understand that my father-in-law is doing this for my own good." Fu Ciyi naturally knew that the Yan family had lost their military power, and he also understood his father-in-law's concerns. However, if he appeared to understand too clearly at this moment, it would be equivalent to telling his father-in-law that he had already made it clear about the Yan family's military power and the Yan family's privately raised troops. So if you need to play dumb, just play dumb. As expected, after hearing what his wife said, Yan Cheng softened his tone: "Our Yan family used to have military power, and we handed over the tiger talisman a few years ago." He didn't say much, hoping that the young man opposite him would understand immediately. Fu Ciyi nodded: "I understand, son-in-law." "No, you don't understand." Yan Cheng said directly, "If you want to marry Fu Ning and spend your life with her, you must have power in your hands. Do you understand?" No matter who the crown prince or Long Chi'an inherits the throne in the future, the marriage between Fu Ning and Fu Ciyi will always be affected. Unless Fu Ciyi's position is extremely important. Even the new emperor's ascension to the throne depends on this powerful minister. Only in this way can the marriage between Fu Ning and Fu Ciyi be secure. After all, these plans are all from his heart as a father. Who told my daughter to choose this brat? Fu Ciyi stood up and bowed solemnly. Only at this moment did he understand the meaning of what his father-in-law had said. Hong Qingyi asked him to sit down: "Ci Yi, why haven't you come here in the past half month?" "My son-in-law is preparing the betrothal gifts, and he is also busy with official duties." Fu Ciyi said.

In fact, he had dreamed of that woman frequently over the past half month. He never saw the woman's face clearly. It's okay if you can't see clearly. It was dreams like this that disturbed his peace and were extremely annoying. As a result, when he saw Yan Funing, he felt guilty as if he had done something wrong. In addition, preparing the betrothal gifts also required a lot of energy, so he hadn't been here for half a month. "I am busy with official duties." Hong Qingyi said, "Xinghe has also been very busy these days." The front yard at this moment. People from the second and third rooms also came to the main hall to see the betrothal gifts. Seeing that Grandfather was personally arranging snacks for the Fu family and chatting and laughing with Yan Funing, Yan Ruwei couldn't help but whisper to Yan Dairou: "Grandfather is really partial. We are the ones who have been raised by his side since childhood." Yan Dairou glanced at Yan Funing, snorted, but said nothing. But in his heart he thought, I never expected that the Fu family could offer so many betrothal gifts. It was the Fourth Young Master's wife who spoke up: "Second sister is grandfather's legitimate granddaughter." These words seemed to be speaking in favor of Yan Funing, but in fact they were saying that grandfather was very biased. Yan Ruwei heard it and smiled at her sister-in-law. Yan Funing seemed to be oblivious to what they said. Seeing Zeng Kerou walking slowly towards her, she hurried over to help her: "Sister-in-law, walk slower." Zeng Kerou said, "I heard that Master Fu was coming to propose marriage, so I wanted to come and see him, but I just vomited, so I came a little late." "Is it serious?" Yan Funing asked with concern. "It's nothing serious, I just vomited a little." Zeng Kerou smiled gently and casually stroked her slightly pregnant belly. This move made the fourth young master's wife unhappy. Just then, a voice was heard shouting, "Grandma." Then the doorman's voice came again: "Miss Yan'er, you can't enter the house, please leave!" Everyone followed the sound. I saw Yan Yan'er running over. Seeing that there were many people in the main hall, she ran over here. It happened that Yan Cheng, Hong Qingyi and Fu Ciyi had just finished chatting, and the three of them also came to the main hall. "What's going on?" Hong Qingyi glared at the maid following Yan Yan'er, "Aren't you at the manor? Why are you here?" The old woman stepped forward and said, "Madam, Miss Yan'er, she, she, she is pregnant."

Yan Yan'er looked around and saw that almost all the masters of the Yan family were there, except Old Madam Yan. Then he said loudly: "Yes, I am pregnant with Yan Jun's child, I want my grandmother to help me decide!" Yan Jun was surprised and didn't know what to say for a moment. The fourth young master's wife turned pale and asked sharply, "Who knows whose bastard you are pregnant with?" Then she shouted loudly, "Come here, drive this bitch out!" Several servants came over, but no one went forward to tie up Yan Yan'er. Second Madam Zhang thought about it and asked Yan Yan'er, "How long have you been pregnant?" "A little more than a month, I want to stay in the Yan family!" Yan Yan'er said loudly. The fourth young master's wife also shouted: "I won't allow it!" "Shut up first." The second wife turned her head and scolded her daughter-in-law. Turning his head and seeing that Zeng Kerou's belly was already showing a little, he started to think about it. Hong Qingyi said in a deep voice: "This is the Second House's business after all, you guys go back to the West Garden to discuss it. Today is the day my son-in-law comes to propose marriage, no one should embarrass me!" The wife of the Duke showed her authority, and even the second and third wives, who usually had the support of Old Madam Yan, had to obey her orders at this moment. Mr. Yan and his wife hurriedly took their children, daughter-in-law and Yan Yan'er and left the front yard. As soon as they left, the third wife looked at her daughter-in-law's belly. The Fifth Young Master's wife lowered her eyes and pretended not to see it. Yan Funing saw all of this and thought to herself that even if Yan Yan'er was really pregnant, she would not be able to give birth to the eldest grandson of the Yan family before her eldest sister-in-law. Just then, someone sent an invitation. The visitor was a servant from Prince Cheng's mansion. He greeted them first and said, "Old Duke, Lord Duke, Madam Duke, I am here on the orders of the Princess to deliver an invitation to the Second Miss." The old Duke laughed: "After all the twists and turns, the invitation is not for me?" The visitor knew that the old Duke was humorous, and also understood that the old Duke loved his daughter, Princess Cheng, so he laughed along and said, "If the old Duke wants to go, my princess will naturally be waiting for you at any time." "As for why I specially sent the invitation to the Second Miss, it was because my princess insisted that the Second Miss go." Having said that, he handed the invitation to Yan Funing. Yan Funing flipped it open and took a look: "Aunt is going to hold an autumn banquet?" "That's right. The princess said that the second young lady hasn't been to the Cheng Palace for a visit since she returned to Beijing. She must go this time." "Okay, please tell my aunt that I will definitely go." The visitor bowed his head and clasped his fists in response. When he looked up, he saw Fu Ciyi, but did not invite him. He just nodded and left. Pang Gaozhuo walked to the side of Xiang Fuciyi and, to prevent others from hearing, he used his inner force to transmit a message: "The autumn banquet at Prince Cheng's Mansion is very famous. Your father and brothers may attend." (End of this chapter)