Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

Fu Qi received a report that Song Wuhua had sent someone to find a girl named Meng Yiru. She stopped the person and had her own people investigate the relationship between Meng Yiru and Fu Jing.

And to focus on investigating what's special about Meng Yiru.

Fu Zhuo: "..."

She explained, "Perhaps it's the third brother's lover." It must be Fu Jing's lover; her younger brother is truly lustful.

She felt it was unnecessary to waste time and energy investigating Fu Jing's lover.

Fu Qi rested his chin on his hand, a mysterious look on his face: "Perhaps we can uncover some unexpected surprises."

She discovered that her third brother was quite lucky.

The people he had his eye on were Zheng Baizhi, who was skilled in medicine; Fang Yi, who had a great affinity for animals and whose pregnant cow had already given birth to three calves; and Cui Yan, whom he also wanted to seduce.

His intelligence goes without saying.

There was also a concubine in his courtyard who, according to Fu Qi, was actually a talented writer, and her novels were even published in newspapers.

This new person that Third Brother mentioned, Fu Qi subconsciously felt that the other party was also a talent, whether he was or not, it didn't matter.

She received a lot from her third brother.

But when Fu Qi received Meng Yiru's investigation file the next day, his eyes widened in surprise. She was actually a potential military talent.

After boasting to her parents about her ability to judge character, she decided to come and invite them herself.

As a future young marshal, she needs to have her own loyal and capable confidants, especially women among them; she must have female soldiers.

Meng Yiru happened to fall into her bowl by sheer coincidence.

The car door opened, and a three- or four-year-old child appeared inside, along with an adjutant and two bodyguards.

Meng Yiru looked closely at the people, but didn't recognize them. However, she could see the car and the sign of the Marshal's Mansion. She only recognized one person: Fu Jing.

Before she could speak, the elegant child in front of her had already spoken.

"You are Meng Yiru." The tone was certain and confident.

Meng Yiru nodded: "Yes, that's me."

"That makes things easier." Fu Qi looked her up and down. She was tall enough and seemed quite strong, but she was too thin.

"Hello, I'm Fu Qi. Would you be willing to do something for me?"

Meng Yiru stood there stunned. She realized who the person in front of her was. It was the younger sister that Fu Jing had mentioned, who was arrogant and had high aspirations, and who was favored by Marshal Fu.

The neighbor lady was eager to step forward and agree on Xiaoru's behalf, as this was a wonderful thing.

His surname is Fu, he drives a car, and the person he's with has a gun is a child from the Marshal's Mansion, a first-class nobleman.

Meng Yi glanced at the people surrounding her out of the corner of her eye and subconsciously asked, "Can we come in and talk?" She didn't really like being watched by others.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, he realized that the person in front of him was no ordinary person, and that entering her home would seem like a slight.

He wanted to change what he was about to say, but before he could even open his mouth, he heard the person in front of him agree immediately.

Fu Qi walked right in, acting more like the owner of the house than Meng Yiru did. She pointed to the room in the center and asked, "Is this alright?"

"Can."

Meng Yiru took two steps, pushed open the door, and a man who looked like an adjutant followed her in, while two bodyguards stood guard at the door.

The room contained only simple furniture, and there wasn't even a kettle of hot water. Meng Yiru poured cold water for Fu Qi with a slightly embarrassed expression.

She asked frankly, "I know Fu Jing. Did he send you to find me?"

Fu Qi shook her head immediately: "It has nothing to do with him. I'm the one looking for you. I found out that my third brother saved you once with money, right?"

Meng Yiru didn't understand what she meant, but nodded: "Yes."

"Then you owe me a favor."

Seeing her confusion, Fu Qi explained, "The money my third brother used is mine, so you owe me a favor."

"Your money?"

"Yes, the Fu family will all belong to me in the future, which naturally includes my third brother."

When Meng Yiru first met her, she said that everything in the house belonged to her children. She looked very confident, perhaps because she had never considered the rule that girls could not inherit the family business.

It seems Fu Jing was right; Commander Fu truly cherishes the person before him.

"How can I help you?"

Meng Yiru had no intention of giving up this opportunity, and as for the favor she owed Fu Jing, she would repay it sooner or later.

Fu Qi: "Be my confidant."

Meng Yiru was stopped by Fu Qi and taken to her boat to begin recuperating before going to military school for further studies.

Fu Qi did his best in nurturing talent.

Not only Meng Yiru, but also Zheng Baizhi, had already gone abroad for medical studies.

All that's left is for him to complete his studies and return home.

"What did you say? Cui Yan is going to marry Lao Liu?" After a year of dealing with his father at home, Cui Yan finally got his wish.

The wedding was on October 12th.

Fu Jing only learned about Lao Liu's marriage on the ninth day of the tenth month. Last year, Meng Yiru did not bring Fang Yi to her father's side as he had wished.

He was not released from confinement.

So one letter after another was sent out until Fu Changming received the letter and confined him to his quarters for another year, also forbidding him from using paper and pen.

Fu Jing finally calmed down.

As Fang Yizhen successfully raised over a thousand pigs, his achievements were remarkable, allowing the Fu family soldiers to eat meat once every seven days. Their morale remained unwavering in their loyalty to the commander-in-chief.

Fu Changming rewarded Fang Yi, but she only wanted Fu Jing to lift her confinement.

Fu Changming and Fu Qi naturally agreed.

You get someone to be grateful for nothing; it would be a huge loss not to do this deal.

No sooner had Fu Jing come out than he heard about Lao Liu's marriage to Cui Yan, and he was shocked once again.

Song Wuhua: "Yes, but don't cause any trouble, or the Commander-in-Chief will really not forgive you." Whoever undermines the Commander-in-Chief's interests is the Commander-in-Chief's enemy.

The alliance with the Cui family is a major and joyous event for the Fu family. If Fu Jing really causes trouble, he will definitely suffer the consequences.

Fu Jing gritted his teeth, but more than a year of self-cultivation had greatly improved his temper.

"Does Cui Yan of the Cui family have no shame? She dared to marry two brothers with one daughter." Fu Jing became angrier the more he thought about it. Everyone else was doing better than him.

He swept the teacup beside him onto the ground, and it shattered into pieces with a bang.

"They all learned bad habits from Fu Qi."

In Fu Jing's view, the military is a man's world, and a woman should not get involved casually. Even if she does get involved, she should only hold some unimportant positions.

But Fu Qi and Cui Yan shattered his understanding and the rules he held in high esteem.

But he was helpless against the two of them.

"Mother, why don't you try to persuade Father?" He even blamed Song Wuhua for not doing anything.

Knowing his character, Song Wuhua replied sarcastically, "If your father were willing to listen to me, then I would be the commander-in-chief, and the army would be called the Song Family Army."

"You won't be called Fu Jing either."

"You should be called Song Jing."

After being verbally abused by his own mother, Fu Jing covered his head and shouted angrily, "I want to get married!"

"I want to marry a woman who is better than Cui Yan."

"I am not someone who has been abandoned."

Song Wuhua glanced at him and said lightly, "Oh."

"Then go find it."

She had no choice but to look at the brightly colored desserts on the table. She had heard they were new products from the kitchen, so she picked one up and decided to try it.

The flavor is indeed novel.

Song Wuhua once again forgot about Fu Jing in front of her and entered personal "do not disturb" mode.

Fu Jing: "..."

He stomped his foot angrily.

Seeing that Song Wuhua still didn't even glance at him, he muttered something and walked away.

He couldn't rely on his mother, and his father wouldn't let him rely on either, so he had to fend for himself.