On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

In the bathroom, Gu Zhen was wiping his body with moon orange petals.

Occasionally, she would lift her white arms to take a closer look, and occasionally, she would lift her thighs and knead them slowly. Her movements were elegant and soothing, with a strong visual impact.

Yuanyang walked in and said, "My Lady, Eunuch Wushe said he would wait until you have finished washing before announcing his decree."

"Let it be."

Yuanyang nodded slightly, picked up a towel, wet it, and gently wiped Gu Zhen's back.

Suddenly, she exclaimed in surprise: "Ah! Madam, why is there such a big red spot here?"

Gu Zhen casually replied, "He must have been beaten by His Majesty."

"Why did His Majesty strike you?"

"I don't know either. He hit me in many places. Every time he hit me, I screamed."

"Could it be that Your Majesty has some quirk? Do you enjoy abusing people?"

"Probably not. He didn't hit me very hard."

Yuanyang put down the towel and jokingly said, "Hehe, Your Majesty must not know that the Queen has been unable to feel pain since she was a child, otherwise she wouldn't have hit her like this!"

“Not knowing that pain is also a disease, but it doesn’t need to be treated.”

"Your Majesty, the Tongueless Eunuch has come to announce the decree. Do you think it will bring good news?"

"Is it important?" After saying that, Gu Zhen stood up from the water and let the mandarin duck wipe his body.

After wiping himself clean and dressing properly, he walked out of the bathroom.

Murong Wushe was seen standing steadily in the yard waiting.

"Sorry for waiting, Uncle Wu Shue." Gu Zhen's face was expressionless, as if he was asking a stranger for directions.

Murong Wushe was very flattering: "This old servant pays homage to Concubine Ning."

"Who is Concubine Ning?"

Murong Wushe took out the imperial edict, cleared his throat and said.

"Ahem, Gu Zhen, accept the order."

"The concubine accepts the order."

"By the grace of Heaven and the Mandate of Heaven, the Emperor proclaims: The beloved daughter of the Gu family is as gentle as jade, virtuous and chaste, with a tranquil disposition and a tranquil mind, which greatly pleases me. Today, I confer upon her the title of Consort Ning, granting her the residence of Qingning Palace and a separate garden. I also grant her thirty servants, thirty pieces of fine silk, fifty pieces of gold, and five hundred pieces of silver. This is my decree."

"The concubine accepts the order."

Murong Wushe smiled and placed the imperial edict in Gu Zhen's hand.

"This old servant congratulates Concubine Ning."

"Thank you, Tongueless Eunuch."

Then the eunuchs and palace maids who had been waiting outside for a long time began to move various things into the yard, and Yuanyang asked.

"My lady, where do you put these things?"

"Let's pile it over there first. I won't be able to use it anyway."

"Uh..." Murong Wushe was embarrassed and his forehead was full of black lines.

If Lin Zhen knew that his kindness was casually thrown by Gu Zhen next to the toilet, I wonder what his expression would be.

Gu Zhen said to Murong Wushe, "Eunuch Wushe, I'm tired. I'm going to rest first. Please do as you please."

This was also the first time Murong Wushe met such a woman.

She was not at all happy about being canonized as a concubine, and even felt very dull.

And he didn't express it to himself.

What's the situation?

How could Lin Zhen like such a woman?

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Murong Wushe bowed and slowly retreated.

......

Lin Zhen decided not to go to the palace for the next few days. There was nothing nutritious there except love between men and women.

He needs to take care of himself.

As it happened, Lin Zhenxian came to him early in the morning after returning from court and threw him a letter.

"It was given to you by Xiaopang. I was too busy yesterday and forgot about it."

"Thank you, Grandfather." Lin Zhen stood up from the chair in the study to express his gratitude. Lin Zhenxian laughed and said, "Haha, you have a really good vision. You actually thought of sending Xiaopang to guard Xuantu. Well done, young people are ambitious and dare to act. Well done!"

Lin Zhenxian is not the type of person who praises others often, so it can be seen that he is very happy today.

Lin Zhen also touched the back of his head with a foolish smile, not knowing how to answer him. Fortunately, the old man was very tactful and left after he finished speaking.

Lin Zhen sat down and opened the letter to read.

This time the font has changed. Last time it was beautiful regular script, but this time it is running script.

I guess the disgusting fat guy has changed his partner again.

The content of the letter was similar to the previous one. Because of the Eight Ox Crossbow, the combat effectiveness of the fat man's troops increased greatly. They beat the Xianbei people like chickens and dogs. Now they have occupied the entire Liao territory and are across the river from Silla and Baekje on the peninsula.

In one month, more than 10,000 Xianbei soldiers were captured, and countless civilians were captured. The fat man could not even handle being a bridegroom every night.

He said that it would take another two months to recover Outer Manchuria.

At the same time, the fat man also told Lin Zhen that Lin Zhenxian had sent him another 5,000 soldiers and horses, allowing him to command them freely, but the fat man did not need them and asked these 5,000 people to escort the spoils from the northeast and prepare to return to the interior.

Lin Zhen curled his lips.

With the fat guy's skills, what kind of spoils can he get?

After putting the letter away, Lin Zhen started to draw again.

He wanted to improve the quality of iron smelting and the strength of equipment, and fundamentally enhance the overall combat effectiveness of the troops.

The reason I didn’t think about it some time ago was because I didn’t have time. Now that I think about it, I realize that it is not an easy thing to do.

The temperature of the fire is not high enough, the purity of the iron is not high enough, and there are no qualified steel mills. It is very difficult to improve the quality of iron smelting. After all, Lin Zhen is not a science student, nor is he a chemical professional.

Compared to this, black powder is easier to get.

75% saltpeter, 10% sulfur, and 15% charcoal, this ratio can make the most primitive and reliable black powder.

Then it is fired, ignited, and projected with great power.

Looking around the world, no country has such a siege weapon.

As long as it is done, Daqian will be invincible.

Unfortunately, this idea was ultimately difficult to realize. It was not because Lin Zhen did not know how to make it, but because there was too little sulfur and it was impossible to produce it on a large scale unless the treasure island was conquered.

But the treasure island is now the territory of Southern Chu, far away from Daqian.

The sulfur mines in Kuandian alone are simply not enough.

Forget it, just dig as much as you can. Those Xianbei captives are just sitting around doing nothing anyway.

In addition to sulfur, saltpeter is also a big problem. Although there are many merchants from the Western Regions selling it, it is still a pipe dream to want to equip it on a large scale.

Alas, nothing is easy.

When I read time-travel novels before, I thought the male protagonist was so awesome. He killed people all the time, invented things, made things, and had sex with women. But now that I have traveled through time myself, I realize that these things are not that simple.

Even if you know the formula: one sulfur, two nitrate, three charcoal, it is still impossible for a good cook to cook without rice.

"Dong dong dong."

"Come."

There was a knock on the door and Hou Chun walked in.

"Sir, Young Master Lu is here."

"Please come in."

Hou Chun retreated, and soon, Lu Dehao's unique drake voice was heard.

"Brother! I miss you so much! Let's go? Go to a whore!"

Lin Zhen:......

"Can't you be a little more serious?"

"Isn't this proper? Old Bie Gu's concubines are all prettier than the other. His wife is also pretty good and well-maintained. If you don't go now, you won't be able to get in line!"

"real or fake?"

"Of course it's true!" Lu Dehao came over and took Lin Zhen's arm, "Hey. Let's go! Go with your brother!"