The Empire will continue to win

Although the beautiful time was missed, the newlywed had no complaints.

Before getting married, she helped her father copy "Rules for Women".

On their wedding night, she accompanied her husband to copy the "Imperial Charter".

Obeying one's father at home and one's husband after marriage is a matter of course; you can copy whatever you want.

Lan'er's life was one of loyalty, steadfastness, and absolute adherence to the rites of Zhou.

Inside the bridal chamber, the maids and servants looked at each other, not daring to speak, and just watched as the two people, dressed in their finest attire, wrote characters stroke by stroke under the candlelight.

.........

12pm late at night.

Shen Moqing and his beloved woman finally reached the last step—the wedding ceremony.

The Book of Rites, in the section on Marriage, states: "Husband and wife share a meal and hold hands while drinking from the same cup."

The so-called "jin" is commonly known as a bitter gourd. The "hejin" is made by breaking a jin in half, filling each half with wine, and then the bride and groom each drink from one half.

It symbolizes sharing joys and sorrows, and becoming one.

After drinking, Shen Moqing said emotionally, "Lan'er, from now on, whether in health or sickness, in wealth or poverty, in adversity or prosperity, we will never be apart."

"Lan'er will obey her husband's command."

After the maids and servants offered their congratulations in unison, they quickly left the room. Time was short and their tasks were heavy; they dared not disturb the newlyweds' happy occasion.

Fifteen minutes later.

"Husband, is it... is it ready?" The woman, who looked like a stripped-down lamb, lifted the brocade quilt, her face as red as blood, and her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.

"no."

"what?"

"How about another day?" Shen Moqing was embarrassed; he had drunk too much and was numb.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't satisfy my husband. I'm so guilty." The beautiful woman's eyelashes drooped, slightly damp, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Shen Moqing also wanted to shift the blame, but didn't dare.

If you nod in agreement and express dissatisfaction with her appearance, this kind of stubborn woman will take it seriously and will most likely die depressed.

Feudalism also has its merits.

After all, he is a professor at Dan University, so his thinking is very open and his theories are more abundant.

"Come closer~"

This lecture left the person being lectured feeling incredibly ashamed, their face burning like hot coals, yet they still nodded firmly. Before the rites of Zhou, nothing is insurmountable.

~

In the lamplight and shadows, within the silken curtains.

One jade arm sways busily, the other golden lotus feet are raised high. One sings a warbling song, the other a murmuring swallow's song. It's as if Junrui meets Yingniang, as if Song Yu steals a goddess.

I will not let down my beloved, nor will I let down you.

.........

The next morning.

The sky is bright.

Shen Moqing was still fast asleep.

Du Yulan turned to the side and stared for a while, silently thinking, "Shen Lang, please take good care of me for the rest of my life." Then, she tiptoed and propped herself up.

She dared not step over her husband, but carefully walked around his feet.

Climb to the side of the tatami mat.

She lifted the embroidered gold curtain and stepped barefoot onto the ground.

It was still within the area of ​​a canopy bed, and the floorboards were still made of rosewood, which wasn't cold. In addition, there was underfloor heating in the room, making it warm as spring.

I've only taken five steps~

The beaded curtain was lifted from the outside.

"Madam is awake?" Green Pearl poked out her disheveled head, which was unadorned, and said in a low voice, "Shall I help you change your clothes?"

"Um."

The two left the inner room and went to the outer side room.

Pearl didn't have to do the work herself; instead, she directed the maids. Before long, the brand-new pine tub was filled with hot water, and then a handful of dried flower petals collected in the fall were sprinkled in.

Water vapor evaporates.

The aroma is enticing.

"You may all leave."

"Yes."

After all the servants had left and the door was closed, Pearl stepped forward to help her mistress remove her armor, her movements swift and skillful.

"Madam is very beautiful."

"Your wife's handwriting is also beautiful."

At the beginning~

Lan'er felt very uncomfortable, her face slightly flushed, and she was at a loss for what to do, trying to cover herself up.

It's quite embarrassing to admit, but although she was a staunch defender of feudalism, she never enjoyed even a single day of the privileged life that feudalism provided.

Hey~

.........

Although he wasn't used to it, he couldn't resist Pearl's quick wit, her ability to read minds, and her skill in building relationships. Plus, they had already had some contact during their previous escort trips.

When Shen Moqing woke up, she was surprised to find that the two women in the room were already affectionately calling each other sisters.

"Sister, let me take care of helping the young master change his clothes."

"I'll try to do it myself next time."

It's the Zhou rites again.

While changing clothes~

Pearl stood aside, helping out.

She astutely noticed that although the new lady was not used to being served, she was quite skilled at it, indicating that the lady's life before marriage had been quite difficult.

But it wouldn't lead to contempt or a desire to compete for favor.

She is clear-headed and upright, worthy of the matriarch's cultivation, and even her marriage was arranged. Other maids are not so lucky.

Shen Moqing, on the other hand, was like a master, having everything done for him.

Suddenly, he noticed that Pearl, the pretty little maid, was not wearing any makeup, had an honest look in her eyes, and was dressed rather plainly. What was going on?

After a moment's thought, he understood what was going on.

.........

Xizhimen Railway Station.

Despite its name, it's a full 20 li (about 10 kilometers) from Xizhimen, requiring a half-hour carriage ride, making it a classic example of misrepresentation.

The square in front of the station.

There's a guard every three steps and a sentry every five steps.

The main force of the First Garrison was about to travel to Fengtian by train, hence the tight security. Hired laborers chanted work slogans as they loaded supplies and artillery onto the train carriages.

"stop!"

Outside the square, the soldiers on guard stopped the two riders.

"I want to see your Commander Li. This is my identification badge."

"Wait here."

Taking advantage of the lull, Shen Moqing looked at Zhang Zongcang and said, "Brother, bullets don't discriminate, so be careful and stay alive. Remember to send messages back often."

"Don't worry, my life is worthless, even the King of Hell won't take it."

As they were talking.

The soldier returned.

"The Commander is at the platform; please come over."

"Giddy up!"

The two rode their horses slowly into the station square. Before them lay a sea of ​​soldiers and a forest of cannons. War seemed to have truly begun.

Platform.

The two men saluted Li Shaoquan, the commander of the First Town, at the same time.

"Mo Qing, come and take a look."

Wow~

Thoughts on Leaving the Capital

The husband wields the Wu hook sword with one hand, his spirit soaring higher than a hundred-foot tower.

Who has written history for ten thousand years? Three thousand miles away, someone desires to be ennobled.

I'll surely follow the swift steed on its journey; how could I have the leisure to chase wild gulls?

Laughing, I point to the moon over the Lugou Bridge; how many people will travel from here to Yingzhou!

In terms of poetic talent, it cannot be considered a masterpiece.

But in terms of sheer force, it is undoubtedly a fine line.

A person can only write something like this when they are full of vigor and ambition.

.........

"What a beautiful poem!"

"What's so good about it?"

"At first reading, I felt a surge of heroism. Upon rereading, my blood boiled. I humbly wish that Your Excellency would drive out the Japanese pirates before the Spring Festival, drink from the Yalu River, and achieve unparalleled feats."

Why not Drinking Horses at Busan?

"This humble servant dares not be so optimistic."

"If we could equip ourselves with one or two thousand lever rifles earlier, the soldiers of my First Division could definitely celebrate the New Year in Busan!" Li Shaoquan said confidently, looking at the soldiers lining up to board the train.

The First Town is the Tiger of the Empire.

Well-equipped and highly trained.

The town has a staff of only 15000, but it possesses 120 mountain guns, field guns, and howitzers of various types with a diameter of 40mm or larger, and is equipped with 6000 mules and horses.

"Commander, could we speak in private?"

Li Shaoquan was slightly displeased, but still took a few steps to the side. "I want to hear what you have to say."

"Commander, this journey to Fengtian is a long one, be careful of being bombed along the way."