GBP Chapter 348 Similarity
Chapter 348 Similarity
Ah Chi was hot and tired, sweating profusely. While pumping the bellows, he kept complaining in his mind:
"Other young masters spend their days off either going horse racing with a few friends or hanging out in opera houses and singing halls. When they go home, they take turns living in the No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 concubine courtyards.
Our young master, take a day off, then either draw blueprints in the study, forge iron, or go to the gunpowder room outside the city to study gunpowder."
In fact, there was a gunpowder room in the backyard of the Duke's Mansion. But after his young master accidentally made a noise, the old Duke and the old lady were so scared that they couldn't sleep for the whole day, so they had to move to the suburbs.
At this time, Fu Huaian was shirtless, wearing only trousers. His muscles were bulging, and with the sweat on his body, they glowed bronze under the firelight.
Ah Chi raised his eyelids and took a look before continuing to complain: "Other young masters come to the backyard in the middle of the night just to get into the fragrant and soft bed, hug various beauties, and exert their strength.
Our young master, um! In the middle of the night, he took me, sweating all over, to the forge in the backyard to work hard and forge iron. "
Fu Huaian, who was completely unaware of his servant's mumbling, saw that the iron block had turned red hot, took it out, and took a big hammer.
He struck hammer after hammer, swinging his arms wide and sweating profusely.
When it comes to researching things that interest him and things that he likes to make, he and Shen Youyou can be said to have similar interests.
The two of them don't know each other's interests, otherwise they might have to become sworn brothers first.
What he is making now is not some small gadget like molds, but a big one - the "Red Cannon".
The history of the Daqing Dynasty is really similar to that of the Ming Dynasty. In the previous life, the "Red Cannon" was introduced to China from the Netherlands and Portugal in the late Ming Dynasty and was originally called the "Red Cannon".
"Red Barbarians" was the nickname given by the Chinese at that time to the Dutch and Portuguese people with red hair.
Later, in the Ming Dynasty, all cannons imported from the West were called "Red Cannons."
At that time, these cannons were covered with red cloth, so they were also called "red cannons".
The situation in the Daqing Dynasty was similar, and it was also introduced from foreign countries. Fu Huaian, who was born into a family of military generals, has been particularly interested in these things since he was a child. He not only likes the lethality of those weapons.
He prefers to study and make the products himself. Although he is young, he is definitely the most skilled blacksmith among the generals of the Daqing Dynasty.
After several days of work, he finally completed the miniaturized cannon barrel and all the auxiliary parts.
He was lying in the tub, taking a comfortable bath, while listening to another servant, Xiao Anzi, reporting back that there was no other way, as A Chi was almost exhausted and needed to take a good bath and rest.
"Master, the soles of the shoes have been made into military boots. I have placed them outside the door for you to try. The old man has tried them and said they feel good."
Hearing this, Fu Huaian, who had his eyes closed and was about to fall asleep, had the figure of Shen Zhiqiu flashing in his mind. He knew that Xiao Anzi was talking about the shoe soles that he had sent.
He only uttered one through his nose: "Hmm!"
Even if he answered, it was actually very good for Xiao Anzi. Generally, their young masters were not willing to say "hmm", and seemed to use micro-expressions to let them guess their thoughts.
There is no way to deal with a young master who doesn't like to talk, and this is what he and A Chi are helpless about.
Xiao Anzi had just learned how to joke when he walked out of the young master's room and saw their mistress's maid standing in the yard with a very conflicted look on her face.
Xiao Anzi nodded to the head maid Yaoyao, and his meaning was very clear: Don't think about it. The young master is not in a good mood today. Don't even think about attending anyone's banquet tomorrow. Even if our lady comes in person, the young master may not go.
That's right. You have to know that their young master is busy all day long. When he finally has a few days off, he has to study his weapons. How can he have time to accompany the lady and the young ladies to attend the banquet?
Besides, it's not like the young master doesn't know why they want him to go to those banquets.
This is how it is in the capital. Ladies and young ladies who have nothing to do all year round love to hold various banquets.
In January, looking for plum blossoms on a cold night.
In February, playing chess in the garden.
In March, Quchi is full of waves.
......
In November, we gathered around the fire to discuss ancient things.
In December, walking in the snow to search for poetry.
Anyway, there are always reasons to get together every month in a year.
It's a party if it's not a party. The ladies always have nothing to do anyway, so it's good to kill time. But they insist on bringing their own young men along, saying that they will have separate tables.
But what are we going to do there? Eating, drinking, shooting arrows and throwing pots. There's nothing new year after year. It's unlikely that the young master would be willing to go.
Besides, the young master has been anxious to study the wheel axle of the cannon recently. He returned home this time to talk with a few officials from the Ministry of Works. Otherwise, he would have gone directly to the gunpowder room during his day off.
The head maid was helpless and could only leave silently.
Xiao Anzi looked at the back of the head maid as she walked away and sighed. He knew what the lady wanted to say: Several young masters who were on good terms with the young master have attended several banquets and some have already got engaged, so their ladies are also worried.
Logically speaking, a woman of this status wouldn't have to worry about marriage at all. After all, there were at least eight hundred women in the capital who wanted to marry into the Duke's Mansion.
However, ever since their young master refused to let his wife attend a banquet for the first time, he said that he was not interested in marriage and asked his wife to just worry about her sisters.
See, the young master has been too righteous since he was young, and he grew up in the military camp with the Duke. He has always arranged his own affairs. Even if the lady wants the young master to get engaged as soon as possible, she dare not make the decision on her own.
Because their young master is definitely not the kind of person who can be threatened by the elders in the family: "You must marry the girl from a suitable family. If there is anyone you like, you can bring her back as a concubine. Otherwise, this and that will happen."
Such words would never even pass their young master's ears.
Besides, their Duke's Mansion doesn't need that, and the Madam actually just wants the Young Master to find one quickly.
After all, in the eyes of normal people, you are the only child in the family of a military commander, and you are over sixteen years old, so you can get married.
Even if your family doesn't give you a roommate or a maid, it's okay if you show a little bit of youthful admiration.
All day long he either stayed in the barracks or in various forges, assembly rooms, and gunpowder rooms.
Just go out and hang out with friends, and there are only a few of them.
Xiao Anzi even thought that their young master was not too old, otherwise the lady would probably suspect that her son had other tendencies.
But he and A Chi had really discussed this matter, and he still remembers A Chi's answer at that time.
Ah Chi said: "Ah, our wife didn't understand, she and our young master don't have the same ideas. For our young master, the ladies who appreciate flowers, write poems, talk about flowers, birds, fish and insects, and apply rouge and powder can't impress our young master at all.
If our wife can find someone who can study blacksmithing with the young master and make cannons and muskets, it will definitely suit the young master's taste."
At that time he rolled his eyes and said: "Have you ever seen a noble lady like that? Not to mention a noble lady, even a commoner's daughter wouldn't be like that."
In short, in Xiao Anzi's opinion, their young master was completely stupid, and the lady's anxiety was in vain.