Hard to be a good wife

Rows of candles danced, illuminating every corner of the new house.

Sitting on the wedding bed, Tang Yue held a plate of barbecue in one hand, and stuffed it into his mouth with the other. Zhang Chun, who was on the side, held a teacup and gave him a sip from time to time.

"This food looks like a hungry wolf that has been hungry for several days. If others see your elegant and noble reputation, it will be completely ruined." Zhang Chun stole a piece of barbecue from his plate and ate it.

"What do you want to do with fame in the face of hunger?" Tang Yue was tired and hungry today, and he finally came back, and no outsiders were present, so of course he had to solve the problem of food and clothing first.

"It's true to say that, but you have to take other people's feelings into consideration anyway." Zhang Chun pointed to the two audience members with straight-eyed eyes.

Tang Yue choked for a moment, quickly poured half a cup of tea in Zhang Chun's hand, and said calmly, "You guys go out first, and come in to serve after His Highness comes back."

Seeing that there were not many people around him, the housekeeper picked two teenagers from the mansion to act as Xiaosi. However, Tang Yue didn't need too many people around him, one person who brought tea and water was enough.

The two men bowed their heads in response, and stepped back.

Before the door was closed, two people broke in. With a gust of cold wind blowing in, it also brought a smell of wine.

Zhang Chun licked his lower lip, "I really miss all kinds of wine in my hometown. What's the difference between this wine and water?"

Tang Yue looked towards the door and saw that it was Zhao Sanlang and He Shun, so he asked with a smile: "You guys are not drinking and eating outside, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to see the bride, and I'll have to make trouble in the bridal chamber later." Zhao Sanlang walked over with a playful smile, touched Tang Yue's chin, and said meanly: "The bride is as beautiful as a flower, and she is really a beauty." !"

Zhang Chun smiled unkindly, if this kind of appearance can be regarded as a beauty, then the whole room is full of beauties.

Tang Yue stuffed a piece of barbecued meat into his mouth, "Even the princess dares to tease her, drag her out and chop her up!"

"Oh, Your Highness, be merciful!" Zhao Sanlang covered his mouth with one hand and pressed his chest with the other, in a precarious posture.

Tang Yue didn't bother to pay attention to him, and asked Ping Shun: "The banquet ahead is over?"

"Never, after the two of us toasted, I secretly came to see you, lest you be bored alone in the new house."

"Good brother!" Zhang Chun said with emotion, and then poured a cup of tea for these two powerful men.

If he wants to do well in Yecheng in the future, he will have to rely on these young masters from famous families, and it's rare that he has such a good character, so how can he do it if he doesn't fawn on him.

Although Ping Shun's personality has changed a lot, the sensitivity and cowardice in his nature are still there, and he is especially easy to accept people like Zhang Chun who take the initiative to show affection. On the contrary, Zhao Sanlang's prejudice against Zhang Chun has always been there, and he glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, Didn't even pick up the teacup.

Zhang Chun was as thick-skinned as a city wall, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all. He closed his hand, lifted the lid of the teacup, and drank it himself. "This tea is not bad, it must be a tribute."

We don't know if it was a tribute, but the atmosphere didn't cool down. Zhao Sanlang snorted with his nostrils upturned, and didn't continue to chill Zhang Chun.

Knowing that the red candle was about to burn out, there was noise outside, Zhao Sanlang and the others looked at each other, knowing that it was time to leave.

Tang Yue suddenly became nervous. After the process of the day, he only felt nervous when he was about to face Prince Zhao alone.

Zhao Sanlang chuckled, whispered something in his ear, and then ran away like flying.

There was a sound of saluting and greetings outside, Tang Yue hurriedly put the plate in his hand on the table, wiped his hands clean, and sat down on the side of the bed in an orderly manner.

Fortunately, no longan, red dates and peanuts were sprinkled under the quilt, otherwise it would be really unbearable.

The door of the room was pushed open, and Prince Zhao, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, walked in, his footsteps were still steady, and his gaze was like a torch.He walked to the bed in three steps and two steps.

Tang Yue is not a woman, so naturally he couldn't show a shy look, so he raised his head and asked her, "Did you drink too much?"

Prince Zhao shook his head, sat next to Tang Yue, and stood next to him.

From such a close distance, Tang Yue could smell the alcohol on his body, but it was not strong, but had a faint aroma of alcohol.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Prince Zhao's hand climbed onto Tang Yue's shoulder, touched his neck, and gradually moved up.

Tang Yue shivered as his cold fingers touched his skin, feeling goosebumps popping out of his neck.

He hurriedly brushed away the other party's fingers, walked to the table and poured a glass of water, "It's not too long, with them accompanying me, time passes quickly... Come, have a glass of water."

Prince Zhao raised his head and opened his lips slightly, "Feed me a drink."

Tang Yue raised his eyebrows, but he didn't refuse. After finishing his glass of water, before Tang Yue could put the glass away, Prince Zhao pulled him onto the bed, rolled over and pressed him on top.

The cup fell on the blanketed floor with a muffled sound, followed by intense kisses, Tang Yue pushed him lightly, his solid body remained motionless, so he didn't resist.

After the kiss, both of them couldn't help reaching out their hands into each other's wedding clothes, and Prince Zhao thought that their wedding wine hadn't been drunk yet.

Loosening the restraint on Tang Yue, he licked his lips, reluctantly got out of bed and poured two glasses of wine.

Tang Yue's cheeks were flushed, and he slowly got up, tightened the ripped collar, and took the wine glass from Prince Zhao with one hand.

This wine glass is very special, not the usual one, but the shape of a gourd cut open. It is said that this is the true meaning of 卺, which has been passed down to modern times. kind of wine glass.

"After drinking this glass of wine, you can go to sleep." Prince Zhao said in a nasal voice, and then he was about to drink up the wine in one gulp.

Tang Yue's heart skipped a beat, he stretched out his hand to hold him, and said with a smile, "That's not how you drink Heying wine."

Prince Zhao stared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, Tang Yue pulled him onto the bed, and put his arm into his arm, "It's better to drink a cup of wine."

Prince Zhao's eyes gradually became hotter, "I just thought... that's how you should drink a cup of wine..." As he spoke, he poured the wine into his mouth, holding Tang Yue's chin and poured the liquid into it.

"Hmm..." Tang Yue swallowed the wine before he had time to taste it, and almost choked. When he came back to his senses, the other party had already stared at him and said, "It's your turn."

"..." Tang Yue blinked, and thought to himself: I don't know where I learned the hooligan tricks, it really doesn't match his serious expression.

After drinking the wine, the two lay side by side on the wedding bed. The bright red sheets and bedding, the bright red embroidered gold thread bed curtains, and the color of the entry are all festive red, which is extraordinarily warm and ambiguous under the candlelight.

Prince Zhao held Tang Yue's hand and turned to look at him: "I have a gift for you."

Tang Yue turned his head in surprise, and then showed a bright smile, "Coincidentally, I also have a gift for you."

Prince Zhao's bright eyes became deeper and deeper, and he leaned forward to kiss him for a long time before letting go.

Tang Yue got out of bed, took out two scrolls of bamboo slips from the box he brought, and spread them out one by one on the bed, "One of these scrolls is the medical technique I sorted out, and they are all for treating simple diseases. They are copied from medical books, and the medicinal materials used are very common, I think His Highness can publish these simple prescriptions, which can also reduce the burden on ordinary people."

Prince Zhao touched the brand new bamboo slips, the words on it were carved with a carving knife, although Tang Yue brought a brush, but he himself was more accustomed to using a carving knife.

"It's a great honor to be able to marry you alone."

Tang Yue glanced at him, "You can say this later." The second gift Tang Yue gave was papermaking.

Paper is definitely one of the greatest inventions. Tang Yue lived without paper for a while, and it was inconvenient.

"What is... papermaking?" For a person who has no concept of paper, the word paper is unfamiliar.

Tang Yue explained to him the use of paper in detail. It is an indispensable thing no matter in life, work or study.

Following his explanation, Prince Zhao's eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally hugged Tang Yue excitedly: "Gu...Gu is very happy!"

"Hey, don't get too excited too early. Although I know the benefits of paper, I only have a preliminary idea of ​​how to make it. Whether it can be done or not depends on whether your craftsmen have the ability."

Many people know the raw materials of paper. Bamboo, bark, and hemp silk can all be used, but the process is not so popular.

Tang Yue had a very good friend from the countryside back then. There was homemade yellow paper at home, the kind used for burning incense and worshiping Buddha and worshiping ancestors. He thought it was amazing, so he asked him a lot of information, added his own knowledge of science, and put everything together. Minato wrote a program that he thought would work.

But whether it works or not, we have to experiment to know.

Prince Zhao was so excited that he couldn't calm down for a long time, and Tang Yue didn't dampen his enthusiasm. He waited until he calmed down before asking: "What is Your Highness's gift?"

Only then did Prince Zhao come back to his senses, and smiled a little embarrassedly. This was the first time Tang Yue saw this expression on his face, and he wished he could take a picture of it with a camera, but it was fleeting.

He got out of bed and pulled Tang Yue up, "Come with me."

After walking a few steps, Prince Zhao stopped again, and turned back to Tang Yue and asked, "Does the paper Qing just mentioned really exist?" It always feels so beautiful and unrealistic.

Tang Yue nodded affirmatively: "Yes, there will definitely be!"

Prince Zhao ran back and took a cloak and wrapped it around Tang Yue, wrapped his hands and walked out with brisk steps.

When he arrived at the next room, Tang Yue knew that this was a study, but there were two parts of the study, the inside and the outside, and the inside was more comfortable and luxuriously furnished.

Tang Yue made a bold guess, thinking that this was a gift from Prince Zhao, and he was quite satisfied.

But the other party led him to a piece of red cloth and encouraged him, "Take the cloth off and have a look."

Tang Yue was at a loss, but he did as he did. When the red cloth was lifted, what he saw was a cylindrical object, made of iron, which could not be seen.

"This is……?"

"Didn't you always want a... centrifuge? The blacksmith made it repeatedly according to the drawings you gave, and in the end there was only this thing that was a bit like what you said."

"Li... centrifuge?" Tang Yue raised the volume unnaturally, flew over, and looked back and forth holding the iron bucket. This is the treasure he wants most at the moment.

Swallowing his saliva, Tang Yue couldn't help but lift the lid of the iron bucket. The inside was made according to the drawing he gave, with grooves one by one.

"Turn this position, and the barrel will rotate at a high speed." Prince Zhao said, pointing to a button.

Tang Yue tried it once, and there was a rumbling sound. Naturally, the speed and quality were not up to modern machines, but it gave him hope.

He got up and hugged Prince Zhao, and buried his face in his shoulder, "Your Highness, you will definitely be a good monarch in the future!"

Prince Zhaohui hugged him, took a deep breath, and smelled the fragrance of his body, "I believe that as long as you are here, Nanjin will become stronger and stronger."

The two embraced tightly, sharing each other's joy and excitement.