The etiquette completed, he took Chai Yue back to the room.
After changing his clothes, Fang Er left and returned to the courtyard.
It wasn't until nightfall that he was drunkenly helped back by Xiao Qing and Xing'er.
Just a single round of toasts made Fang Er's head spin, and even then, Cheng Chumuo and his three brothers had generously stood in for him for many of them.
The four of them were now in the courtyard outside, hugging each other's feet and snoring.
Back in the room, forcing himself to stay awake, Fang Er picked up a weighing rod and slowly lifted Chai Yue's bridal veil.
Then, after they had drunk the nuptial wine, Fang Er collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.
At this point, let alone an amorous night, even an immortal would not have been able to manage; he simply couldn't withstand the effects of the alcohol!
Chai Yue didn't get angry. She knew Fang Er's status in Fang Family Village only too well. The fact that he had managed to return and lift her veil and drink the nuptial wine while still somewhat conscious already surprised her greatly.
She shifted Fang Er further into the bed and lay down beside him, fully clothed.
Listening to his snores, Chai Yue smiled faintly and closed her eyes. KANSHUWU.XIA
There were no words exchanged overnight. Whoever had something to say could speak to the keyboard.
The next day, Fang Er didn't wake up until noon. As soon as he got up, he felt a splitting headache.
Creak!
The room door was pushed open from the outside. Chai Yue, having changed out of her ceremonial robes and styled her hair as a married woman, walked in, holding a bowl emitting hot steam.
"My lord, please drink this medicine quickly."
"Uh, no, I'm not drinking!"
Fang Er waved his hands repeatedly.
"Joking, I'm fine, why would I drink medicine!"
"My lord, this is a hangover soup specially prepared for you by the Divine Physician Sun. You won't feel unwell after drinking it."
Chai Yue walked to the bedside and sat down, looking at Fang Er gently.
"Uh, hangover soup?"
"That I can accept!"
Taking the bowl, he took a small sip. The temperature was just right, and he couldn't help but glance at Chai Yue again.
He didn't know when she had woken up, but the hangover soup she brought was neither too hot nor too cold, just perfect.
Fang Er felt a warmth in his heart, tilted his head back, and drank the hangover soup in one go.
"Mmm, it's sour and sweet. If you didn't tell me it was medicine, Fang Er would have thought he was drinking a bowl of beverage."
After handing the bowl back to Chai Yue, he wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and got out of bed, putting on his clothes.
"Wait, wearing clothes?"
"Did you help me take off my clothes?"
Fang Er's face flushed.
"What? We're married now, can't Yue'er help you take off your clothes?"
Chai Yue's face turned slightly red, and she said coquettishly.
"Hehehe, yes, yes."
Fang Er felt delighted. "I have a wife now."
With his hands behind his back and a swagger in his step, he walked out of the room.
Xiao Qing, Xing'er, Xiao Huan, Xiao Mi, and Chen Xuelian, the five maids, were chatting animatedly with the four maids who had come with Chai Yue.
Seeing Fang Er and Chai Yue walk out one after the other, they quickly stood up and bowed in unison.
"Good morning, Master!"
Fang Er was stunned. In just one night, he had gone from young master to master. He was growing up fast!
Glancing at the sky, his face turned red, and he awkwardly replied, "Morning."
Then, he went out and walked towards the outside.
The sun was already overhead, and it was still morning. How awkward!
After the grand wedding, there was the custom of returning to the bride's home on the third day. However, before three days had passed, Chai Shao had already led his troops on campaign.
Cheng Yaojin was the same.
With forces deployed on three fronts, only Fang Er remained at home.
Thinking about it, it was time to set off for the grasslands to reclaim the blood debt!
"Su Feng, Su Mu, Yang Buji!"
Fang Er called out with his back to the main gate of the Fang residence.
From the gatehouse, the three of them instantly darted out.
"Marquis, you have commanded."
"Summon all group commanders, former workshop master craftsmen, Ma Tongyuan, Zhang Zhimin, and others for a meeting at the vocational school at noon!"
"Also, please invite both the Daoist Master Yuan and the Divine Physician Sun."
Fang Er instructed.
"Yes!"
After receiving the order, the three went in different directions.
Fang Er drove his motorcycle to the vocational school first.
At the vocational school, Hua Niang and the others had already started busy work. The cotton-padded clothes for the Heavenly Fire Army were finished, and they were now spinning the excess cotton into yarn.
Upon seeing Fang Er arrive, a group of older women covered their mouths and giggled, and Fang Er didn't know why they were laughing.
Fang Er felt a little uneasy by their laughter.
"What, does this Marquis have flowers on his face today?"
Hua Niang quickly explained, "Marquis, please forgive us. We just remembered the song 'Hug Hug' that you sang during the wedding procession, and the sisters found it very amusing."
Speaking of this, Fang Er also chuckled.
After chatting with these boisterous women for a while, he heard someone walking in from outside.
Looking up, he saw Liu Meng and a few others.
A while later, craftsmen like Li Shun, Zhao Gang, and Niu Liang also arrived.
Daoist Master Yuan and Sun Simiao followed closely behind.
Ma Tongyuan and Zhang Zhimin were the last to arrive.
Seeing that everyone was present, Fang Er beckoned to Hua Niang.
"Hua Niang, the meeting will be held in the main conference room."
After saying this, he turned and walked out.
The main conference room was on the second floor. Fang Er walked ahead, with everyone following behind him.
Upon reaching the conference room, everyone took their seats.
Fang Er looked at the empty tables and chairs, thought for a moment, then turned and walked out again.
He went into the empty room next door and took out two boxes of "Mai Dong" (a beverage), placing them there.
Then he returned to the conference room and asked Liu Meng and the others to move the boxes in and distribute one bottle to each person.
With the neatly arranged bottles of "Mai Dong" on the table, Fang Er sat in the main seat and looked down. "Heh, that's right!"
"This is the feeling needed for a meeting!"
(Well, the manufacturer of Mai Dong, please pay the advertising fee.)
He unscrewed the bottle and took a sip, moistening his throat, then Fang Er began to ask questions.
"Zhao Gang, what is the production progress of the Yun Er type rifles and ammunition?"
Zhao Gang stood up and replied, "Reporting to the Marquis, we currently have over six thousand Yun Er type rifles and about three hundred thousand rounds of ammunition."
This progress left Fang Er somewhat dissatisfied, but he could only accept it. After all, too many craftsmen had been lost, and this was the result of Zhao Gang training new recruits while working at full capacity.
Since there weren't enough guns, they would make up for it with cannons.
"Zhao Gang, assign some craftsmen to dismantle all the cannons from the Zhi Yuan Hao, install wheels, and mount them on the tractors!"
"Yes, Marquis!"
Zhao Gang responded.
Fang Er's gaze turned to Hua Niang. They had only been chatting casually before and hadn't discussed work matters.
"Hua Niang, how are the hot air balloons coming along?"
Hua Niang got up from her chair, swaying her hips, and replied, "Reporting to the Marquis, all ten hot air balloons have been completed and tested successfully. There are no issues."
Fang Er nodded.
"The preparations for the war are about as much as we can do. As for rations, we don't need them; we'll eat the enemy!"
"The cattle and sheep on the great grasslands are all food for the Heavenly Fire Army!"
Next, it was time to arrange for the personnel remaining at home.
ps: Third update