Fu Kanghong looked up at his elder brother and said, "Brother, what should we do now? If we don't get into the city, it will rain and loess."

Fu Qianhong was right. At this moment, there were strong winds outside the city and yellow sand was everywhere. Yellow mist was rising and the sky was gradually getting dark.

What the ancients called loess rain is what we now commonly call sandstorms.

A few years ago, Chu Chenyin witnessed a severe sandstorm in the north. After taking a walk outside, he came back with yellow soil in his mouth.

But now, there is no one around, the sky and the earth are dark, as if the end of the world has come.

If they wait any longer, the sandstorm will become more severe and all of them will be buried under a pile of yellow earth.

Chu Chenyin couldn't help but pull Fu Yanting's sleeve tighter.

Fu Yanting shouted back at them, "Dad, Third Sister, don't worry. No matter what I do today, I will make them open the door."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a bow and arrow from the carriage and shot an arrow at Minister Chu.

The long arrow flew past Minister Chu's ear with a whistling sound.

"Ah! Lord Chu, be careful!" Minister Ding shouted in fright.

Minister Chu was stunned and dumbfounded. When the arrow hit the door frame behind him, he turned his head with a stiff neck to look at the wall behind him. When he saw the tail of the arrow, his legs went weak and he sat down on the ground.

County Magistrate Ding quickly squatted down and supported him, "Oh my god, Master Chu, are you okay?"

Minister Chu's face turned pale, his body trembled violently, and he gasped and said, "I... I'm fine!"

At the gate, Fu Yanting saw that they were still motionless, so he continued to shout at them in a cold voice: "Father-in-law! Just now that was a greeting gift. If you insist on not opening the door again, I will not just send this one."

Minister Chu's face became even uglier. He continued to retreat madly, shouting hysterically: "Fu Yanting! Even if you kill me today, you can't come in!"

Everyone in the Fu family was stunned. They didn't expect Minister Chu to be so cruel.

Mrs. Fu couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and shouted at him, "It's fine if you don't let us in, but you won't even let your own daughter in? Chen Yin is your own flesh and blood, how can you bear to watch her being buried in this pile of yellow sand!"

As she spoke, she covered her mouth and nose and coughed violently. This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)