Chapter 41
After receiving the imperial edict, Liu Ju was very satisfied and ran to the Pingyang Marquis Mansion happily.
Huo Qubing was also there, and the two were drinking and chatting. Liu Ju simply threw the imperial edict over to him: "This is a great position. I asked for it specially for you. You are welcome."
Cao Xiang and Huo Qubing were baffled and puzzled. After unfolding the bamboo slips and reading them, one of them stood there as if petrified, while the other had a subtle expression and looked at the other with sympathy.
After a long pause, Huo Qubing finally reached out and patted Cao Xiang on the shoulder. "It's okay. You're not alone. We have the Animal Husbandry Master as well. You can just run around, allocate the personnel, and control the progress. The Animal Husbandry Master can handle the rest."
“How can this be possible!”
Liu Ju clenched his fist.
Two pairs of eyes looked over at him. Liu Ju adjusted his expression and cleared his throat. "What I mean is, if you've been given a job, you should do it well and not try to cut corners."
"Father takes this matter very seriously. Please do not ruin his great cause and fail to live up to his expectations and cultivation of you.
"As someone in charge, if you don't delve into the details, how can you possibly understand the intricacies of pig slaughtering and chicken farming in dark rooms? How can you convince the people and convince them to accept this?"
Cao Xiang asked tentatively, "So?"
"So I think you need to go and see it for yourself, understand the castration and feeding method thoroughly, and try it yourself if necessary. What do you think?"
Cao Xiang: ...I don’t dare to think so.
Huo Qubing: ...
He glanced at Cao Xiang, and the scene of him carrying a food bowl into the dark room to feed the chickens and then taking a knife to personally slaughter a pig emerged in his mind. Suddenly, he shuddered.
Stop, stop. The scene was so beautiful that he couldn't even look directly at his good brother!
Looking at Liu Ju again, Huo Qubing had a complicated expression. Good boy, you know how to torment people. It's a good thing he wasn't the one who got to marry the princess, otherwise who would have been able to stand this brother-in-law?
Seeing Cao Xiang didn't answer, Liu Ju glanced at him coldly: "You're not talking, are you unwilling? Do you think your job is bad and look down on slaughtering pigs and raising chickens?"
Cao Xiang was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, absolutely not. This job is very good, really very good. How could I look down on something that benefits the country and the people?"
Huo Qubing raised his eyebrows: "Brother, he is obviously trying to make things difficult for you, can you please have some backbone?"
Cao Xiang glanced at Liu Ju and said weakly, "One's backbone also depends on where it is used."
If you have backbone, you won't have a wife. Who dares to have such backbone?
Liu Ju narrowed his eyes, his attitude was pretty good, and he was barely satisfied.
He raised his chin towards Huo Qubing and said, "So there's a reason why others can have wives but you don't."
Huo Qubing: ...
Suddenly thinking of something, Liu Ju paused and glanced over with a puzzled look: "Is it you who gave him advice and told him to hide for a few days and not come to me to get in the way of me, that dog-headed military advisor?"
A dog-headed military advisor? Huo Qubing was puzzled. How could he be called a dog-headed military advisor? What he said was wrong!
What's not to understand?
Liu Ju rolled his eyes, haha.
——Hahaha, the dog-headed military advisor turned out to be Huo Qubing. A man without a wife is guiding a man with a wife. Huo Qubing, where on earth do you get the courage from, Fish Leong?
—And Zuzu is really making me laugh to death. She asks, "What do you think?" but her whole body is actually saying, "I want my feelings, not yours." Cao Xiang: Baby, I'm feeling miserable. I feel so wronged, but I can't cry. I have to put on a forced smile.
Am I the only one who finds this strange? Liu Ju is a time traveler, and he's an adult, but he's upset just because Cao Xiang is getting engaged to Wei Chang, and he's doing all these little things. Isn't that a bit childish?
Perhaps he wasn't very old before he traveled through time? Honestly, though, a lot of his actions and behaviors make me think he's a real child, and a lot of his perceptions lean towards the ancient times. Something just doesn't feel right. And this TV show just feels weird to me.
It's really strange. The visuals are monotonous, the plot jumps, the pacing is chaotic, the background is unclear, and there are a lot of complaints and doubts. I came here purely for the looks. But I'm curious, are you all here for the looks?
—I'm not. I'm talking about it because there's no cast list for the entire show, and the actors involved are completely unknown in the entertainment industry. There's no producer, no distributor, and it suddenly aired on every platform. Since its premiere, no production company or crew members have appeared to promote it. And then look at the title: "Western Han Dynasty Observation Diary." Think about it, think about it.
—Shit, now that you mention it, I'm finally understanding. It's more than just that. There's also the unchanging perspective of Liu Ju. The editing is chaotic. Isn't it like some livestreams where we're constantly following the streamer's perspective to see their life. And then, for some unknown reason, they occasionally shut down, and during that time, we can't see the story, and the plot doesn't connect?
—Western Han Dynasty Observation Log…Observation…So is there a possibility…Hmm. You know what I mean!
The barrage of comments instantly erupted, with the screen filled with words like "shocked", "I'm stunned", "I'm petrified", "my mother asked me why I suddenly knelt down", etc., and then it flickered and returned to calm.
Liu Ju: ...Shit, it's like this again. Can you guys please stop letting us down at crucial moments?
What do you understand? He doesn't understand. Don't be so shocked. Can you explain it more clearly? Throw!
Liu Ju was cursing and cursing all the ancestors of the netizen behind the barrage in his mind. He was cursing with all his might when he heard the clattering of horse hooves outside the door. He knew the horse was running very fast.
But this is near the walls of the Weiyang Palace, at the North Gate. Who dares to gallop here? Unless you send an expedited messenger.
Huo Qubing and Cao Xiang were startled. They stood up and ran to the gate at the same time. Horses just happened to pass by. The riders were dressed very differently from those in the capital.
"It's not from the border."
Huo Qubing breathed a sigh of relief, and Cao Xiang nodded in agreement: "Judging from their clothes, they seem to be from a vassal state in the south."
"South Vietnam!"
The two of them spoke in unison and looked forward together, which was the direction of the residence of Zhao Yingqi, the Crown Prince of Nanyue.
Something might have happened in South Vietnam.
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Zhao's house.
The servants walked swiftly, back and forth, busy packing their belongings. They carried daily changes of clothing and accessories, various utensils needed for daily use, rewards bestowed by the Han Emperor, and the many collections their master had amassed over the years...
Big and small, all kinds of things filled the courtyard, making the whole mansion look messy.
But Zhao Yingqi stood in the corridor, feeling unusually bright and relaxed. He looked out at the familiar mansion, the familiar streets, the familiar capital, and couldn't hide a smile on his face.
The cage that had shackled him for more than ten years could finally no longer hold him.
He will fly back to his South Vietnam, his homeland.
Although Chang'an is beautiful, it is not his home, not his kingdom, and not his world.
The attendants who accompanied him were also filled with joy.
He had come to Beijing with Zhao Yingqi. He had been away from his homeland for as long as Zhao Yingqi had been away from it. Now that he was about to return, he felt a little timid and a bit incredulous, perhaps because he was too happy.
He confirmed this to himself over and over again in his mind, and after receiving countless affirmative answers, he couldn't help but sigh, "Young Master Fan is truly amazing."
"Yes, Fan'er's method is truly impressive." Zhao Yingqi's eyes flickered. "I thought he would take risks to achieve his goal, and I was worried he might make mistakes. I didn't expect him to do it so well."
First, he entered the palace every day under the identity of a prince, creating the illusion that his father loved him very much; then he spread the rumor that his father intended to ask the Emperor of Han to summon the prince back to the country and choose another prince as a hostage.
Zhao Yingqi sneered. He had more than one brother; before he came to Chang'an, he had a younger brother, but he was much older than him, his biological mother was not prominent, and his father did not value him, so he posed no threat to him at all.
But he has been a hostage for more than ten years. During these ten years, the prince's younger brother has grown up gradually, and his power cannot be underestimated.
Not to mention, my father married the daughter of a prominent family in the country as his second queen and had two more sons.
Even if he wasn't in Nanyue, he was still the crown prince. His father was old, and calling him back now was seen by outsiders as an attempt to make him the heir to the throne, and to select another hostage to be sent to the capital.
Once the news got out, how could either the prince's brother's faction or the empress's faction remain silent? If Liu Fan sent someone to stir up trouble again, someone would surely take the risk and attack his father.
Zhao Yingqi smiled. "What a trick! Killing with someone else's knife, without bloodshed. And he even cleared himself of all wrongdoing. No matter how they investigate later, it's all someone else's doing, not us. How clever!"
What’s even more interesting is that Liu Fan knew very well that the King of Nanyue could not die.
Once the King of Nanyue died, he was unable to return in time, and the country became the domain of others.
So Liu Fan stared at the other person and took a little of the medicine when he attacked, allowing him to survive, but he fell into critical condition.
If something happens to the King of Nanyue, Nanyue may be in chaos, and Minyue may take the opportunity to start a war.
Although His Majesty the Great Han is not afraid of Minyue, he certainly does not want Minyue to disturb the situation again when the Xiongnu in the north has not been pacified. Therefore, Nanyue must be stable. He needs to use Nanyue to contain Minyue so that he can concentrate on dealing with the Xiongnu first.
He had just met with His Majesty, and His Majesty had indeed expressed this intention. He should be allowed to return to his country, and if the King of Nanyue was no longer able to govern the country, he should be allowed to succeed him and stabilize the situation.
Of course, Liu Fan may have had some considerations for doing this.
The King of Nanyue was his biological father, after all, even if they didn't necessarily share much of a father-son bond. But Liu Fan couldn't make decisions for him without authorization. The decision on the King's life or death had to be his.
With such thoughts, such scheming, and such means, how could his other sons compare to him?
Zhao Yingqi sighed: "Liu Ling gave me a good son."
The attendant was stunned and raised his eyebrows slightly inadvertently.
Now you admit he's your son? Weren't you always unsure?
He watched Zhao Yingqi's attitude towards Liu Fan change little by little, from initial doubt and indifference, to later scrutiny and appreciation, and now to his personal acknowledgement.
The attendant bowed his head, wisely choosing not to speak. How could he have any say in his master's affairs?
Zhao Yingqi frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking. "Fan'er doesn't need to keep his previous surname of Liu. Since he's my son, and as the grandson of the King of Nanyue, he can only have one surname, Zhao. When I return, I'll include him in the royal family tree."
Servant: ...You are the master, whatever you say is what goes.
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The affairs of Nanyue did not attract much attention from Liu Ju, and the departure of the Prince of Nanyue did not bother him.
After seeing the South Vietnamese messenger that day, he returned to the palace to ask a few questions and then let it go.
I study, ride horses and hunt, and combine work and rest without delaying either. Occasionally, when I have some free time, I climb the "ladder to heaven" in my mind and organize the information I have collected.
Of course, he also remembered what was said in the barrage that day, and listed a few points based on the information revealed in it.
First, the people behind the barrage don’t really understand the situation on his side, and have no idea why “this drama” appeared.
Second, they have already vaguely realized that this might not be a play, and they suspect that he is a real person and that the place where he is is also a real parallel time and space.
But they still felt he was a time traveler. Due to some "factor," he had traveled through time. And because of this "factor," they could observe the situation here in the form of a "drama."
As for what this "factor" is, the initial suspicion is that it may be some kind of fantasy event involving the realm of metaphysics; or it may be some kind of black technology that can transmit space-time images. It is still in the stage of confusion and no conclusion has been reached.
Third, the system was not created by them. They, like him, were innocent people who were inexplicably involved in the system, or... experimental subjects.
Test subject...
These three words made Liu Ju very uncomfortable, but he still suppressed it.
The above are a few points he has figured out for the time being, but there are still many questions that arise from this.
First, if it is really black technology, who invented it? It is obviously not something that the Han people should have, and it does not seem to be a level of technology that the barrage can achieve.
Secondly, if it is a fantasy event, what kind of supernatural means can achieve this and influence his behavior so that he cannot "leak" the secret?
Third, why did "it" choose him? Was it pure coincidence, or was there another reason? If the former, then so be it; if the latter, what was the reason, and what was "it"'s intention?
There was a saying in the barrage that the gift of fate has already been secretly marked with a price.
He was very happy that the system brought him a vast amount of knowledge, allowing him to access many things that should not belong to him, so that he could enrich himself and become stronger. But what if there was a huge conspiracy behind this?
Can he afford the "price" that the other party will charge him one day?
Liu Ju frowned and couldn't come up with an answer no matter how hard he thought. He had no choice but to put it aside and not talk about it.
Forget it. The truth is still unknown, so why worry about it? Even if he "worries," it won't change anything. So, why not focus on the present?
Well, it’s a happy decision.
Liu Ju stood up and stretched. Just as he was about to go play with his sisters, he heard a maid come in and announce, "Young Master Baishan wants to see you."
When Baishan came in, he was holding a box in his hand. He held it very carefully and nervously, fearing that he might drop it.
Liu Ju was very curious and smiled, "What is so precious?"
"Your Highness, please take a look." Bai Shan handed the box over and opened the lid. Inside was a bowl, a glass bowl. A pure, spotless glass bowl!
Liu Ju opened his eyes wide: "Glass!"
Bai Shan smiled broadly, "It is exactly the transparent and clear glass that Your Highness mentioned."
Liu Ju immediately took it out and examined it carefully. Yes, it was glass, the glass he wanted!
He was extremely delighted: "Who made this? Which glass kiln?"
"The Qi family's glass kiln was led by Yuanniang."
Liu Ju was stunned for a long moment: "Qi Yuanniang?"
He thought it was one of the royal relatives or court officials present that day, but he didn't expect it to be Qi Yuanniang. How could Qi Yuanniang have such ability?
Liu Ju was curious and immediately decided, "Let's go and take me to have a look."
"promise."
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The Qi family's glass kiln is located in the suburbs of Changling. It's quiet and has a wide view, with green grass everywhere. Upon entering the kiln, you'll see two huge glass furnaces.
Qi Yuanniang stood before the furnace, dressed in a cloth gown and a thorny hairpin, her hair pulled up, her sleeves bound with cloth bands halfway up her forearms to facilitate her labor. She was covered in dust, her face slightly grimy.
Perhaps it was because the noise they made when they entered was too loud, and they happened to block out the light. Qi Yuanniang noticed something, turned around, was stunned for a moment, and immediately stepped forward to salute.
Liu Ju waved his hand and asked, "What are you doing? Where are you at?"
"Your Highness, the raw materials have been screened, cleaned, and dried, and then placed in the furnace for heating and firing. According to the time, they are now ready to be fired."
Liu Ju nodded: "Then go ahead. I just want to see how you guys do it."
He had read the information in his mind, had seen a few sporadic flashes of video footage, and had also learned about the firing process from the Shaofu craftsmen, but this was his first time watching it up close on the spot, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
Qi Yuanniang bowed and returned to her original seat. She gave the craftsmen some instructions and said, "Let's get started."
The fiery red molten glass flowed from the furnace, was guided into grooves, poured into molds, shaped, cooled and annealed, and then polished. Qi Yuanniang participated in the entire process, even completing the last two steps alone. Her movements were not unfamiliar at all, showing that she had done it many times.
Liu Ju blinked at the crystal-clear glass plate in front of him and said, "It's made of the same material as the bowl presented by Bai Shan."
Just as clear, just as pure, colorless and transparent, without bubbles or impurities.
Qi Yuanniang said, "Yes. I have studied with several craftsmen for a long time and have basically mastered the methods and tricks of glassmaking. I can't say that I can make ten furnaces successfully, but I can guarantee that seven or eight will be successful."
From only one in ten to seven or eight in ten today, the output is not low-quality glass, but high-quality glass. This is not only a quantitative improvement, but also a qualitative leap.
Liu Ju pointed to the plate in front of him and asked, "Which batch is this?"
Qi Yuanniang paused, then lowered her head and answered honestly, "This is the second furnace. After the first furnace was successful, I asked Baishan to present it to Your Highness, and I kept it for myself to make another one."
She boasted of seven or eight furnaces when she had only made two, which was a bit of an exaggeration. Qi Yuanniang was afraid that Liu Ju would think she was exaggerating, so she said, "Your Highness, please follow me."
Liu Ju followed him, walked around the furnace, and entered the back building, where he saw a row of rooms. They seemed to be used by the kiln factory to store miscellaneous items or utensils. One of them was temporarily set up as a studio.
Upon entering, the space was modest and sparsely furnished. A curtain separated the eastern corner, revealing a small couch with quilts piled on top. This was probably where Qi Yuanniang would rest when she was too busy to return to the city, or when she was too tired during the day.
Next to the curtain was a desk with writing brushes, ink, and bamboo slips on it. There were also two large wooden shelves against the wall, each taking up almost the entire wall.
There is a wooden rack behind the desk, on which are placed piles of bamboo slips, clearly arranged in rows, with each compartment labeled. If needed, one can sit in front of the desk and turn around to pick up the slips.
Another large wooden rack is located on the north wall, also arranged with compartments, but what is placed inside is not bamboo slips, but many glasswares of varying quality.
Some are the best, like glass; some are of inferior quality, full of impurities; some are misfired, warped, and cracked; and there are even many that are so messy that you can't even tell what they are...
All in all, they have taken up the entire bookshelf, leaving only the lowest three or two compartments empty.
Liu Ju was just wondering when Qi Yuanniang began to explain, "Ever since I took charge of the kiln and started researching colored glaze, I've kept samples of every furnace I made, regardless of whether it was successful or not, and recorded them in the archives for easy reference and comparison.
"So, even though I've only run two furnaces, I can say I'm 70% to 80% accurate. This isn't groundless speculation. I've drawn this conclusion based on the data I've collected and calculated over the past few days, as well as repeated experiments."
This huge glass frame and bamboo frame are her most advantageous proof.
Liu Ju's heart was touched, and he nodded and said, "I trust you."
He pointed at the glass shelf, very surprised: "Are these the results of the past two months? You made so many in such a short time?"
"Your Highness has misunderstood. I..." Qi Yuanniang glanced at Bai Shan, "I started researching it last year, and it has been nearly a year now.
"I've loved colored glass since I was young, and I'm even more curious about how it's made. The Qi family's colored glass kiln was passed down from our ancestors, but due to its mediocre craftsmanship and high cost, it's been sitting idle for a while now.
"My father didn't take it seriously when he was alive. But since I like it, he allowed me to come and play as often as I want, just as a way for me to have fun in my spare time. Last year, something happened to the Qi family, and their family declined, and rumors and gossips continued.
"If I want to revive the Qi family, I must have something worth showing off. I learned from Baishan that His Highness values colorless glass, so I wonder if I can make it..."
There is no need to explain what follows, everyone present understands.
Qi Yuanniang and Bai Shan knelt down at the same time: "I hope Your Highness will forgive me."
Liu Ju didn't care at all and smiled. "My love for glass is no secret, nor is it something I can't talk about. Most people around me know about it. But you were the only one who was able to glean information from Baishan's words, utilize it, and put it into practice. That's your skill. What crime have you committed?"
That's the truth. Given Baishan's character and personality, he wouldn't speak of something truly unspeakable, even to someone as close as his beloved. But the crime still needed to be forgiven. At the very least, the matter had to be made public, so Liu Ju could know about it.
"Get up. Tell me how you did it."
Qi Yuanniang chuckled. "Thanks to the information your Highness has disclosed. Although the formula ratios mentioned there are incomplete, they can be used for deliberation. In particular, the so-called adjustment of the melt composition, raising the furnace temperature, and increasing the melting time have greatly reduced the generation of bubbles.
"Also, the appropriate addition of calcite reduces impurities, making the glass even clearer. Your Highness, please see this grid as the boundary. The grid above this is made two months ago, and the grid below this is made two months later."
February was the time when he made the information on the bamboo slips public.
Liu Ju turned his head and looked in the direction of Qi Yuanniang's finger. Indeed, the quality of the glass made after this grid was visibly greatly improved.
But before that, after about a row, the products they made had improved, and failed exhibits had become rare. It was obvious that they had already achieved some results and gained some experience.
It can be said that the information on Liu Ju's bamboo slips gave them more inspiration, made their direction clearer, and saved them more time. But all of this was based on their previous efforts.
Without the hard work in the early stages, they might not have been able to grasp the "inspiration" of the information on the bamboo slips.
It should be noted that since the information was made public, many people have copied it and quite a few have tried to make it, but only the Qi family and Qi Yuanniang have succeeded.
Liu Ju looked up at the glass frame and said, "You've been researching for so long and making so many. It must have cost a lot, right?"
"Yes." Qi Yuanniang spoke truthfully, "To make the colored glass, I almost mobilized my entire family."
Liu Ju paused. Although the Qi family was aristocratic, they were gradually declining, and their wealth was probably incomparable to that of today's powerful and wealthy. Even if those powerful families were interested in research and development, they would seek partners and act within their means.
Qi Yuanniang's move was so risky and courageous.
Liu Ju looked at her curiously: "Aren't you afraid of giving everything and still getting nothing?"
"I have thought about this, but I am not afraid."
Liu Ju was surprised.
Qi Yuanniang raised the corner of her mouth, her smile mixed with a bit of helplessness and bitterness: "My father and brother are in trouble, and it is not easy for a commoner like me to take charge of the family alone.
"Not to mention outsiders, even my clan might not tolerate me. I'm just using Baishan's relationship with His Highness to temporarily intimidate them, but it's only temporary, not a long-term solution.
"If I don't have a foundation of my own, I'll be like a child carrying gold through the streets. To be honest, Your Highness, Liuli is the only opportunity I know of and can hope to seize. I have no choice but to take a gamble and burn my boats.
"Besides, if we lose money, we can earn it again. Our hard work will never be in vain."
She pointed to the bamboo slips covering almost the entire wall, just like the glass frame, and continued, "Every step we take is recorded. Even if we ultimately fail, these things still have their value. By handing them over, others can avoid making the same mistakes."
Liu Ju frowned: "If that's the case, then you won't be the first to make the contribution, and no one may even remember your contribution."
"So what?" Qi Yuanniang chuckled. "Your Highness, Qi was one of the eight major surnames in the original Chu State. I read the Zuo Zhuan and heard that in the 30th year of Duke Zhuang, Dou Gu Yu Tu served as the Prime Minister of Chu. Deeply moved by the poverty and weakness of Chu, he donated all his wealth to help.
"I was deeply moved when I read this. Although the situation is different now, the Han Dynasty is no match for the Chu Kingdom of the past. I also wonder what Your Highness and Your Majesty need Liuli for.
"But I know that Liuli is useful to the country, and of great use. So why not learn how to make a living by fighting for grain from a tu and do my bit for the country?"
Liu Ju was stunned.
He knew full well that Qi Yuanniang had selfish motives in doing this. Her selfishness was even more transparent and unconcealed. But this didn't prevent her from still retaining a public-spirited side deep down.
What about others? Not everyone can think of the public interest while pursuing their own interests.
Liu Ju sighed, "How many men in this world don't have your courage and broad mind."
Qi Yuanniang's eyes moved slightly: "If they don't have it, then why can't I have it?"
Liu Ju was stunned again.
"Your Highness, please look." Qi Yuanniang held out her hands. "Even if I fail, I still have my hands, a healthy body, and a brain that can think and learn. If I can't afford to make glass anymore, I can still learn to brew wine, weave cloth, or go up the mountain with Yin Liu to collect herbs.
"I still have the Qi family as a shelter, a place to stay and a way to survive. So Your Highness may think that if I fail, I will lose everything. But for me, it is far from the end of my rope.
"I just can't live as comfortably as before."
It's just... that's all...
It sounds easy, but it is this kind of fine clothes and delicious food that so many people pursue and it is also something that so many people cannot give up.
"Your Highness, when I was young, my great-grandfather was still alive. He often lamented the decline of the Qi family, a betrayal of its former glory and its aristocratic reputation. My father and brothers were also deeply concerned.
“So my brother wanted to marry his daughter off to a rich man, and my father had the same idea. Because there was no other way, they wanted to use this method to find a way for the Qi family to ascend to power and nobility.
"But I think they're wrong. Grandfather, you feel the glory of nobility. The word nobility shouldn't just mean status, position, or power, but also pride, magnanimity, and righteousness. Without the latter, nobility is merely a facade.
"I want to achieve the reputation of the Qi family as a noble, but I don't want to achieve just the name. So I want to give it a try."
Liu Ju understood.
If successful, Qi Yuanniang would be able to fulfill her wish, truly have a "foundation for life", have the confidence to support her family, and have the possibility of reviving the glory of the nobility;
If she failed, in her opinion, at least she would have preserved the pride, magnanimity and righteousness that a noble should have, and would not have brought disgrace to the Qi family.
Nobility, pride, broad-mindedness, righteousness...
These words lingered in Liu Ju's heart.
He looked at Qi Yuanniang in great shock.
He had seen Qi Yuanniang before, and had heard about her many times from Bai Shan, but today seemed to be the first time he took a serious look at this unusual and remarkable woman.
Even the barrage was moved.
I'll bet you fifty cents that this woman will become something special. With her broad mind and determination, and her ability to neither be proud of success nor discouraged by failure, even if she misses this opportunity, she'll definitely be able to make a name for herself in the future.
Indeed. She knows exactly what she wants and how to do it, and she's not afraid to try anything. That alone is impressive.
It's a shame she was born at the wrong time. The social environment she lived in severely hampered her development. In our time, she would have been able to showcase her talents and become a brilliant and powerful woman. What a pity, she was born in the evil feudal imperial era.
——It is precisely because he was born in the feudal imperial era that he was able to maintain such thoughts and actions that it is even more valuable.
Liu Ju:!!!
What happened to the imperial era? Did the emperor provoke you?
Liu Ju was very unhappy. He grabbed Qi Yuanniang and said, "I told you that day that anyone who could make glass would be rewarded handsomely. I will allow you to ask for anything you want. As long as the request is reasonable and within my power, I will agree to it."
Tell me quickly. I'll help you with whatever it is you want to do to revive the Qi family. Tell me quickly.
I don't want to be looked down upon by the comments. Why is it only possible in your era? I am the crown prince of a country, and I can't give more than you!
Moreover, glass has many uses, not just for telescopes. It deserves such a high reward and the promise of the current crown prince.
However, Qi Yuanniang suddenly became hesitant.
Liu Ju: ???
Oh, no. What's wrong with you? You were talking so confidently and confidently before, but now you're silent.
He was very surprised, his mouth wide open. No way, no way. You're not asking for something so big that you're afraid to ask for it!
Qi Yuanniang: ...
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