The wedding room.
Qin Che set foot there for the first time.
Although it had been set up long ago, he had been living in the council chamber office or sleeping in the Great Hall of the People.
Now that I'm married, my lifestyle needs to change.
The military escorted the car to a building. A white wall and an exquisite iron gate came into view. After the gate opened, the car drove in from the driveway, with the guard company's cars still following behind the wedding car.
Savanyin looked around curiously.
"This will be our new home from now on," Qin Che said calmly.
“I like it very much.” Savanyin smiled gently.
Passing through the garden trimmed by a professional gardener, you'll see a black ironwood gate, and a butler with a group of servants standing in two rows at the entrance to greet you. The three-story building with four stone pillars has a structure that is both technologically advanced and retro, with various elements combined perfectly.
I heard that the designer of this building is the most outstanding designer in the No. 1 building complex.
He designed houses specifically for high-ranking officials and dignitaries.
Even so, this was the first time that a house had been designed for someone of Qin Che's noble birth, so they took great care and used all their knowledge.
The entire house is covered with underfloor heating pipes and has central air conditioning installed.
This place faces south and has excellent natural light. It has a balcony and a backyard, and even a swimming pool. There is also a natural hot spring nearby that is managed daily.
The garage is underground and has a dedicated elevator.
Although in Qin Che's eyes, the appliances in his home were very outdated and incomparable to those before he transmigrated.
But he knew that these appliances were the most high-end products that could be produced in the wasteland, and some of them were even custom-made.
Savanyin did not seem surprised.
These things also existed in his princess's residence.
The only difference is that I will be living with the man next to me from now on.
Qin Che didn't go down to the garage; he got out of the car right at the gate.
The guard company's convoy bypassed the gate and went into the garage. Soon, officers began to arrange guard duty, install the telegraph station, and help move documents, quickly converting Qin Che's study into an office area.
The old butler, Nie Yuan, bowed to Qin Che and Sa Fanyin: "Master, from now on I will serve you."
Qin Che smiled and said, "Thank you for your help. Show us around the new house."
"yes."
Nie Yuan led Qin Che and Sa Fanyin into the house, and the servants around them kept their eyes glued to the couple.
One was the regent, and the other was a princess; both were important figures that many people would never meet in their entire lives.
"These nobles will be our masters from now on!"
"That's fantastic! Thank God I was chosen to be here. It's a blessing from God!"
"Our master is so young!"
"The lady is also very beautiful... she doesn't seem like a mean person at all."
"Silence! Who gave you the audacity to speak ill of your master in private! All of you, shut up!"
Most of the servants present were of commoner origin, while a small number were slaves.
Logically speaking, slaves are not allowed to enter this place to serve the Duke of Huguo, but there are political considerations involved. Qin Che himself supports slavery, but his support is not just empty talk. Ideally, he should have servants in his household who are of slave origin.
In this way, those forces that are close to slavery will support his regime and be willing to serve Qin Che.
Of course, this is just a small consideration.
Qin Che could have easily avoided using these slaves.
But he didn't care much. As long as they worked efficiently and were obedient and honest, he didn't have many requirements.
After touring the new house, it was already late.
Lina and her entourage took their leave. Inside and outside the house, guards and a garrison stood watch in various areas. When it got dark, Qin Che and Safanyin had dinner together.
He is considered the father of synthetic starch.
Qin Che himself doesn't eat that stuff.
The No. 1 wall has specially supplied rice and natural crops.
In fact, if Qin Che wanted, he could eat the finest ingredients from this desert every day, including rice, vegetables, meat, and so on...
At this very moment, besides the specially supplied rice, there are also premium beef and pork, carefully selected through industrialized animal husbandry, with a tender texture that makes you want to just put them in your mouth and chew them quietly.
Besides the necessary conversations,
Safanyin did not speak while eating, well aware of the rule of not talking while eating, and ate quietly, showing great manners.
Qin Che's reaction wasn't due to a lack of manners, but rather because he simply didn't know what to say.
He was even thinking about how he would share a bed with her in the future.
Must we treat each other with the utmost respect?
Sleeping with a wife with whom he had little affection was not exactly torture for Qin Che, but it was clearly not a comfortable experience either.
He could even imagine that Savanyin might not know how to cooperate, or even just lie there motionless.
I'm so confused.
After dinner, Qin Che sat on the sofa and watched TV.
He doesn't watch TV often, at most he'll just glance at it. In the wasteland, there aren't really any TV programs. At most, they'll show an eye-catching scene, and then, like listening to the radio, they'll play content that matches the scene, described with great emotion by a dedicated announcer.
It's like telling a story.
There were only five or six channels in total. Previously, each television station operated independently because they were backed by different factions representing different political parties.
Now that Qin Che has merged it into one company, it is managed and operated by the publicity department, and the content broadcast is now standardized.
Qin Che will develop content dissemination in the future, which is a kind of culture that is beneficial to his rule.
Sa Fanyin served Qin Che a cup of tea, placed her jade-like hand on his shoulder, blushed, and leaned down to say softly, "I'm going back to my room to bathe."
It's only natural for people to have a wedding today and consummate the marriage tonight.
The two had excellent chemistry and both knew what to do next.
Qin Che watched TV for a while, but didn't drink any tea, then got up and went upstairs.
Pushing open the door, Safanyin was standing on the balcony, wearing a bathrobe, her hair still a little damp, her body like jade, hazy and indistinct. She looked up at the night sky, where countless stars twinkled.
Qin Che wrapped his arms around his wife's slender waist from behind, and leaned down to kiss her earlobe, saying, "I'm tired."
Sa Fanyin's delicate body trembled slightly. She turned around, buried her head in Qin Che's chest shyly, and whispered, "Che, carry me over."
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