The imperial palace.
The Fourth Prince’s residence, study.
Yu Wenshu was furious!
"madman!"
"Fu Xiaoguan is a fucking lunatic!"
His chest was heaving and his face was grim.
Fu Xiaoguan fired five shots at Prince Hui's palace!
When Prince Hui ran out with his two sons and family members, it was such a miserable sight!
He was covered in blood, and his clothes were even sparking!
One of Prince Hui's second son Yu Huan's arms was blown off, one of Prince Hui's concubines lost her lower body, and even Prince Hui himself had several bloody wounds on his body, presumably injured by the fragments of the explosion.
Fu Xiaoguan walked up to Prince Hui with a smile and said embarrassedly, "Oh, I was just going to blow up your prince's mansion. I should have sent someone to notify His Highness to evacuate. I made a mistake, a mistake. I won't bother you anymore. We'll leave now."
He waved his hand and ordered a group of his men to tie the cannon to the back of the horse and drag it away.
But he did not return to Fu Mansion, but went to the palace.
That thing is now placed in the yard outside Dieyi Palace.
Queen Shang took His Majesty to look carefully, "Is this the red cannon he mentioned?"
Queen Shang nodded.
"Why is it black?"
"I asked the same question, and he said... if you cover it with red silk, wouldn't it be a red cannon?"
The emperor was stunned and shook his head. "Ridiculous... But is this thing really as powerful as he says?"
"He said he'd tested it himself, and said... Your Majesty, please don't be angry. This thing is too powerful, and he couldn't find a good place. He thought Prince Comet was about to leave, and that place was big, so... so he bombarded Prince Comet's palace with five cannons!"
The emperor was startled, and after a moment he burst into laughter.
"Come on, come on, let's go take a look."
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We had dinner at Dong’s house that night.
In addition to Fu Xiaoguan and the three disciples of the Taoist temple, there is also Yu Wenyun.
She also wants to go to Wu Dynasty.
Of course, there was the braised lion's head dish that Fu Xiaoguan loved on the dinner table. He ate it with relish and flattered his mother-in-law without leaving any trace, which made Mrs. Dong very happy.
"You have to be careful when you go to Wu Dynasty this time. It's another country after all... Come and eat more. I heard that the food in Wu Dynasty is very rough. It will take you several months to come back."
As she spoke, Mrs. Dong personally picked up a piece of braised lion's head for Fu Xiaoguan. Dong Xiu De watched silently, finding it difficult to swallow the food in his mouth.
He felt very aggrieved, but had no one to confide in, which made him, as a son, very uncomfortable.
"Don't worry, His Majesty has sent 500 black armored cavalrymen. Besides, we have three masters from the Taoist Academy with us. Our safety should be no problem."
Fu Xiaoguan's words reassured Madam Dong, so she gave Su Jue, Su Rou, and Su Su some more food and said, "Please, three of you! I'm always causing trouble, so please be patient with me."
Fu Xiaoguan wondered if his mother-in-law had any misunderstandings about him.
Isn't it always others who provoke us?
Su Jue and the other two thanked him, and he said, "Don't worry, as long as the three of us brothers and sisters are alive, Master Fu and the others won't lose a single hair."
Mrs. Dong used to dislike the outlaws, but now she likes them very much because she has also heard about how powerful the three people from the Taoist temple are.
With them around, she felt much more at ease.
After a happy meal, Dong Kangping took Fu Xiaoguan and others to sit at the tea table as usual.
Dong Shulan made tea. Dong Kangping looked at Fu Xiaoguan and asked, "Why did you do that today?"
"I'm doing this for His Majesty to see... Dad, ah, uncle..."
Dong Shulan blushed and twisted Fu Xiaoguan under the tea table.
Fu Xiaoguan grinned and said, "Uncle, my goal is to let Your Majesty know the power of this cannon. It is the result of the study of things. Why did the cannons in the past have no practical significance? This is not a problem with the cannon, but a technical problem. If Your Majesty were to see the results of this cannon, I believe he would pay attention to the study of things. Only by paying attention to the study of things can the Yu Dynasty stand at the top of the world."
Dong Kangping listened with a frown. In the Yu Dynasty, or even in the whole world, the study of things had not become a discipline. It was only circulated among the people. Therefore, even the craftsmen in the Ministry of Works were almost all recruited from the people.
Now after hearing what Fu Xiaoguan said, he really wanted to go to Prince Hui's mansion to take a look. If it is really as powerful as Fu Xiaoguan said, he could push His Majesty to see if such a subject can be established in the academy.
They didn't know that the emperor and the empress had really gone to Prince Hui's palace. After seeing that scene, the emperor and the empress returned to the palace. The emperor sat on the chair and stared at the red cannon for a long time.
"I heard that Mr. Li awarded you a visiting professorship?"
"Actually, I didn't want to be one, but he insisted. I couldn't resist the idea of taking the title and getting thirty taels of silver a month, so I agreed."
"This will also be very beneficial to you. After Wu Chao returns, you must go to the academy to attend classes more often."
Fu Xiaoguan didn't understand and asked, "Why?"
"Because... those students will bear your mark in the future. They will be your disciples!"
Fu Xiaoguan understood.
This world is extremely particular about identity tracing.
With his fame, the students he taught would naturally declare themselves to be Fu Xiaoguan's students. This is the stigma.
Afterwards, these students either entered the court to serve as officials or returned to their hometown to do other things. Even though they were far apart, the mark still existed and would even accompany them for the rest of their lives.
If he wants to have his own power in this court, he must have his own followers, and those students are the best followers.
Your Majesty will not think that he is forming a clique for personal gain, and the remaining four major clans will not think that he will threaten their interests.
This is the silent growth that nourishes everything. When Fu Xiaoguan needs it, he just needs to raise his arm, and those students who bear his mark will naturally respond.
Ginger, it’s true that older ginger gets spicier!
Fu Xiaoguan felt guilty about his previous negative attitude and wished he could run to the academy right now to brainwash those students!
"When you go to Wu Dynasty, you'll definitely meet Wen Xingzhou. I suspect your poem from the Lantern Festival poetry gathering has also reached the Wu Dynasty, which isn't a good thing. Wen Xingzhou's poem has always been ranked first in the Thousand Steles Lantern Festival poetry gathering, a source of pride for the Wu Dynasty, and yet you've trampled on that pride. While Wen Xingzhou won't take it personally, his disciples are spread throughout the Wu Dynasty. So I expect many will challenge you—the Wu Dynasty values martial arts, so they certainly won't challenge you on matters of literature. So be careful. Admitting defeat isn't shameful; you're a man of letters, after all."
What the hell!
Fu Xiaoguan suddenly felt that his father-in-law was a powerful man. He had almost foreseen what he would encounter when he went to Wu Dynasty, but he still had no sense of energy. In other words, in terms of martial arts, he was just a mediocre scum.
How can this be compared?
Then you must be patient.
If I don’t come out, you can’t do anything to me!
"You can't hide. This involves the reputation of the country. But if you admit defeat to them, others won't think you've really lost. Every profession has its own specializations. Even the Yu Dynasty understands this. Why not let them regain some face in the martial arts? The theme of this time is the literary competition. All you need to do is win the literary competition."
Fu Xiaoguan listened humbly to Dong Kangping's opinions and suggestions, then he left and walked towards the backyard with Dong Shulan and Yu Wenjun.
The backyard is Dong Shulan's boudoir.
Of course nothing will happen there, just go and see the business plan that Dong Shulan made for this Xingwu Dynasty.
Dong Shulan’s goal was very clear, which was to set up a Tingmei branch in Guanyun City, the capital of the Wu Dynasty.
This is what Fu Xiaoguan once said: if you want to expand your business, you need to have a comprehensive layout. This is Tingmei's first time to expand overseas, and Dong Shulan is very cautious.
Coming to the boudoir - Fu Xiaoguan was very curious about the boudoir.
This is where unmarried women live. According to the plays he had seen, unmarried women are usually skilled in needlework, but he looked at Dong Shulan's boudoir... well, there was no needlework at all here.
Then his eyes fell on the corner!
His eyes were full of shock, and even his heartbeat was faster than ever!
Yu Wenjun noticed Fu Xiaoguan's strange behavior and asked, "What's wrong?"
Dong Shulan followed Fu Xiaoguan's gaze and saw the black box she brought back from Linjiang last year in the corner.
"I don't know what it is. I can't open it."
But Fu Xiaoguan seemed not to hear it. He walked over quickly, picked up the black box and placed it on the desk.
The black box was covered with dust because it had not been taken care of for a long time.
Seeing that Fu Xiaoguan took it so seriously, Dong Shulan took a handkerchief to wipe away the dust and asked, "Do you know this thing?"
Fu Xiaoguan gently stroked the black box, feeling a familiar sensation in his palm. He smiled:
"I think I should know it."
Dong Shulan was stunned for a moment. "How do I open it? What is this thing?"
Fu Xiaoguan took a deep breath. Fingerprints! My body has changed, can fingerprints still work?
But he was a transmigrated soul, so logically, this thing shouldn't have come with him.
He swallowed, rubbed his hands, and carefully placed his index finger on the fingerprint scanner of the black box.
"Click!" With a light sound, Fu Xiaoguan was overjoyed. It turned out that there was no logic to it!
The black box's lock opened.
He opened the black box, and inside were three weapons that he was extremely familiar with!
Ba, Lei, special anti-material sniper rifle!
Desert Eagle pistol!
There is also a three-edged military spear!
The second layer is ammunition, five .50BMG bullets and thirty .44 pistol bullets!
Fu Xiaoguan's hand fell on Ba, Lei, and Te. He picked them up, leaned his shoulder to point at the night outside the door, and turned on the night vision goggles. What a familiar feeling!
This is the basis of my survival in this world!
With it in hand, hehe, if I aim at Bei Wangchuan and hit him... the Martial Saint is nothing!
"What is this?" Yu Wenjun asked.
"Divine Artifact!"
[End of Volume 3]
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