Wang Zebang glanced to the side and saw that Fu Rong was indeed paying special attention to his wife's affairs. In the past, he had only shown superficial respect and maintained a polite distance, but he never had such enthusiasm as he did now.
"I understand."
Sometimes, one person can misjudge, and two people can misjudge, but if everyone can see the other's strengths and make changes, shouldn't he/she not be so stubborn?
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The training ground was cleared away in no time, and everyone present took their places. A performance that was not well-received was instead given the most solemn attention.
Is it irony, or is it laughable?
Perhaps... it will surprise them?
Zheng Quchi saw the carriage being driven over, but the cover on the carriage was no longer the previous oilcloth, but a piece of...
Uh, isn't this the curtain of a canopy? Why is it being used to cover the carriage?
A small mountain, resembling a tall carriage, appeared before the crowd, pulled shakily by two old horses. It had not yet revealed its true form, but at first glance, it gave the impression of being heavy and rugged.
Wang Zebang stared intently at the line of sight, his expression blank, and simply asked, "What is this?"
The atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment, but it broke just as quickly.
"Pfft, hahaha... See? They've changed their carriage cover to a new one. I guess the old one wasn't enough."
One of the craftsmen couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"You think this will make things different?"
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, amidst various gazes, mocking glances, and unfriendly words… Mu Gaoyi didn't step forward this time; he seemed hesitant about the scene before him: “Aqing…”
Although he did not express himself fully, Zheng Quchi understood what he meant.
He didn't have enough confidence to stand in front of the general and the craftsmen and introduce the car, so he wanted to entrust the task to her.
"Wait."
Zheng Quchi patted him on the shoulder and walked past him.
She walked from the group to the carriage, and then stood upright in front of everyone.
Previously, she felt awkward and uncomfortable in front of others, preferring to stand on the very edge.
But now, she stands in the public eye with her car, unafraid of anyone's words or gaze.
She answered Wang Zebang's question: "This is a carriage that I created with thirty-three craftsmen. It has not been officially named yet, so I will call it Panlong for now."
Wang Zebang pondered the name, then asked, "Shall we begin?"
"yes."
Zheng Quchi walked at the back of the carriage, one hand gripping the cloth covering it tightly. Her calm eyes swept across everyone's faces as she said, "The carriage is adorned with dragons. Please join us in appreciating it. We are happy to accept any criticism or guidance."
With a "whoosh," the cloth covering the carriage was pulled down—
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