November 15th, the ninth year of the Xuanli period.
Emperor Xuan decreed that the ninth princess, Yu Wenyun, marry Fu Xiaoguan. Simultaneously, in recognition of Fu Xiaoguan's outstanding contributions during the Battle of Pingling, he also decreed that Dong Shulan and Yan Xiaolou marry Fu Xiaoguan simultaneously, both becoming his legal wives! A simple wedding ceremony would be held at the Imperial Palace on November 18th, with no formal ceremonies required. However, the princesses' dowries would be as per regulations...
This decree caused a huge uproar in Jinling, making countless onlookers happy and many ladies sad.
"Fu Xiaoguan is getting married!"
"One guy married three!"
"Still not as good as his father. His father married five people last year!"
"Marrying wives isn't about quantity. How could his father's five compare to his three? The Ninth Princess, the daughter of the Yan family, the daughter of the Minister of Revenue, these are the three beauties of the capital! And yet Fu Xiaoguan snatched them all up in one fell swoop... It's unjust!"
"If I, Fu Xiaoguan, hadn't been born, the world would have been dark forever. He is Fu Xiaoguan, and you are nothing!"
"But isn't this marriage a bit rash?"
"Official Fu is very busy."
"Life is a big event. No matter how busy you are, the wedding should be grand and spectacular."
"Never mind, I'll just send a gift to the Fu Mansion when the time comes."
"It seems that this is the only way."
The common people in the capital and the students in the academy were all discussing this topic, but they still couldn't understand why such a hasty arrangement was made for what was supposed to be the wedding of the century.
Fu Xiaoguan was not idle. He felt that the scale of the wedding was not good enough for the three women, so he had to do something else to make the wedding more meaningful.
So he arranged for the Xishan Firearms Bureau early on, and told them to stop the whole thing, I want fireworks!
Qin Chengye was devastated. He was testing the reloading of a flintlock rifle, but that idiot Fu Xiaoguan actually asked the Firearms Bureau to manufacture all the fireworks!
And all kinds of them!
Isn't this just a waste of resources, like using a cannon to kill a mosquito?
But he was the boss and he had the final say. Qin Chengye had no choice but to shut down the huge firearms bureau and continue to produce various fireworks.
These fireworks were also continuously delivered to Jinling via Xishan Express.
And those hot air balloons that had already been produced, a total of more than a hundred, were also taken away by Fu Xiaoguan. Well, no one knew what he was going to do with it. Qin Chengye, who had nothing to do, simply followed Xishan Express and returned to Jinling.
With only three days left until the wedding, the Jinling Fu Mansion was kept clean and tidy by the happy servants, and decorated with joy - the head of the family was finally getting married, and although the three young ladies had already met him, the meaning of this marriage was completely different.
They truly became the masters of this mansion, and in the years to come, they would live here permanently.
Apart from being happy and fiddling with the fireworks and hot air balloons, Fu Xiaoguan didn't know what to do. He was completely confused. He had never been married in his previous life, so he didn't know what to do in this life.
His Majesty said to keep everything simple. In Fu Xiaoguan's opinion, this means that when the time comes, he will go to three places to marry his three wives, and then return to the Fu Mansion to hold a few banquets to entertain relatives and friends, and that will be the end of the matter.
So at this moment he was sitting calmly in Taoranting, talking with Qin Chengye who came from Linjiang about the improvement of the flintlock rifle.
"Look at this..."
This time, Fu Xiaoguan directly took out his pistol - the big gun was still with Su Jue. It was impossible to make a big gun with the technology of that era, but this small gun was possible because steel was made by the blacksmith Zhou Yezhou.
Qin Chengye took it and looked at it. His first impression was that this thing was not much bigger than a palm but it was very heavy. Then he was suddenly stunned. This thing was too delicate. Whether in terms of design or craftsmanship, it revealed a kind of beauty!
Comparing it to the flintlock rifle he had made… Qin Chengye suddenly felt distressed and asked, “Where… was this made?”
"The master craftsman of the previous dynasty died long ago, and the craft has been lost. Think about whether there is any way to replicate it. The main thing is the rifling. Look at the spiral structure inside. Is there a way to solve this problem? And the bullet doesn't need to be loaded with gunpowder or powder. It is fused together."
Qin Chengye fiddled with it for a long time and said, "This material, even if it is iron from Fenglin Mountain, I'm afraid it won't work."
"So after I get married, you have to go to Pingling County in person and find Zhou Ji's blacksmith shop. He has already made a material that is better than iron."
"really?"
Qin Chengye was shocked again. He had been in Xishan Research Institute for nearly a year. He knew better than anyone how important materials were in order to build better weapons.
Originally, Fenglin Mountain's iron had already impressed him, but now he heard Fu Xiaoguan say that the Zhouji blacksmith in Pingling had made a material even better than iron.
So he stood up and returned the gun to Fu Xiaoguan, "It doesn't matter whether I attend your wedding or not. I have to go now. I wish you a happy wedding."
Qin Chengye really left like that, leaving Fu Xiaoguan stunned. He shook his head and laughed at himself, thinking that this kid would definitely be able to make this little gun!
Just as Fu Xiaoguan put away the small gun, Eunuch Jia walked in hurriedly.
He looked up and saw Fu Xiaoguan sitting in Taoranting, drinking tea without any incident… Even though he was a Saint, his heart tightened: “Oh my, my young master, it’s already so late, and you still have the leisure to sit here!”
Fu Xiaoguan was stunned. "Eunuch Jia, isn't there still three days left? Besides, the three of them are all at their respective homes, and I'm not allowed to go look for them. What can I do?"
"Come on, come on, follow me."
"What are you going to do?"
"I've tailored it for you. You have to make two sets of red gowns for the groom. The Ninth Princess and the two daughters of the Dong and Yan families are marrying you. You have to arrange a banquet for the guests."
Fu Xiaoguan thought, yes, this bright red dress must be made, but... "Eunuch Jia, I don't have many guests, and I haven't even sent out a single invitation. When people come, can't they just set up a few tables in my house?"
Eunuch Jia was almost choked to death, thinking to himself, I, a eunuch, know the basic rules, but you, kid, are so careless.
"It's precisely because you didn't send out invitations that there will be many guests coming to your house... It's still not too late to buy things now, but as for the cooks and waiters, I'm afraid you'll have to go and invite the people from Sifanglou."
This is actually simple. Fu Xiaoguan smiled happily, called Xiaoqi, and asked her to go and say hello to Sifanglou. Then all the cooks and waiters from Sifanglou would have to come to the Fu Mansion to help.
"Eunuch Jia, please don't be angry. This is not my first time. I have no experience. The second time will be fine. It won't be so messy."
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