The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 1042 - 236: The National Husband_6

Chapter 1042: Chapter 236: The National Husband_6

Princess Xiyun looked at her with an air of nonchalance, "Does your General always act like this?"

"Once she’s focused on something, she’s like this," Lu Hai nodded.

In fact, Pei Qin was much more normal than she let on, only insisting on no disturbances during experiments. A minuscule deviation could lead to loss of life, so whoever messed with her was simply asking for trouble!

Princess Xiyun took a glance and had no choice but to leave.

Pei Qin ate and slept in the Ammunition inventing room, not emerging until the grand opening day, "There’ll be fireworks to watch tonight!"

Fireworks were just beginning in Great Chu, still only the kind that blossomed on the ground; they couldn’t fly into the sky.

Xiao Yong and Lu Hai thought she had plunged into her room to do who knows what—it turned out she was making fireworks...

Pei Qin, with two barrels of fireworks in her arms, entered the palace to complain to Emperor Chu Wen, "I haven’t gone out these last two days—think of how much money I’ve lost!"

Emperor Chu Wen also had eaten less, "What kind of weapon is this?" pointing at the thing she was holding.

"Good stuff, Emperor! I’ll show you tonight!" Pei Qin chuckled with a sly grin.

Seeing that she still played coy, Emperor Chu Wen waited in anticipation.

The grand opening of the Mortar Barracks and Manufacturing Bureau was attended by civil and military chancellors. Of course! This was the place where explosive weapons would be made in the future—who dared not show up? Moreover, they said there would be special fireworks to watch; everyone was waiting!

Pei Qin, attired in military uniform, wore a smile of confidence and ease as she exchanged pleasantries with her colleagues.

As for providing a meal? The Imperial Court was now poor, and so was Pei Qin. The Manufacturing Bureau was a serious and dangerous place—what kind of meal could they even serve? Save it!

It wasn’t until evening that the sky began to darken.

The people of Capital Jingcheng also eagerly awaited to witness the spectacle.

After three ceremonial cannon shots, Pei Qin had a few personal soldiers move the fireworks to the constructed platform and light the fuse.

With a roar that shot into the sky, the night exploded with a dazzling burst of color.

"Ah! What is that?!" everyone on the ground was taken aback.

One after another, the air was filled with deafening blasts as a multitude of brilliant, beautiful fireworks danced above the Imperial City.

The crowd below no longer pushed forward since the display could be seen from afar.

The dark mass of people crowded the streets, yet it was eerily quiet as everyone’s gaze was fixed skyward at the fireworks, lost in amazement, unsure how to adequately express their admiration.

Xiao Yong, gazing at the colorful sky, turned to the self-assured, smiling figure beside him and murmured, "Sister Qin..."

Pei Qin handed him the lit torch, prompting him to set off the fireworks.

Taking the torch in hand, Xiao Yong asked, "General, why aren’t you doing it anymore?"

The other personal soldiers nearby were filled with envy, "General! General! We’re your personal soldiers too!" Why don’t we get such favor?

Pei Qin narrowed her eyes with a smile, "Falling ash!"

Their faces stiffened.

Xiao Yong’s mouth twitched as he went to fire the fireworks, indeed coming back covered head to toe in ash. No wonder Sister Qin... chose to stand under the eaves.

Shen Gu and the other chancellors were both startled and at a loss for words. At this critical moment, instead of making mortars and new types of weapons, or developing those fearsome hidden weapons, she had created these fleeting fireworks. No! At least the evening bloomers opened for a while—these fireworks vanished in an instant!

The ephemeral nature of the evening bloom was now outshined by the even more fleeting, even more spectacular fireworks!

The scholars and literati below, innately romantic, were filled with boundless poetic inspiration as they beheld the dazzling, momentary brilliance of the fireworks, and they began to praise it in poems and songs.

After all the fireworks that Pei Qin had prepared over the past two days had been set off, the crowd lingered in a daze.

One of the first young girls to snap out of it shouted, "I want to marry General Pei!"

"Me too, I want to marry General Pei!"

"General Pei is mine!"

"You all are so ugly, you can’t even dream of General Pei—only someone with my good looks is worthy of General Pei!"

"You’re dog crap! I am the perfect match for General Pei!"

"Mine!"

"Mine!"

Princess Xiyun clenched her fist in secret, General Pei is mine! You vulgar floozies aren’t even worthy to warm his bed!

Pei Qin, with no idea where she’d gotten it, put a flower in her mouth and blew a rogue whistle at the beauties not far away.

"General Pei! General Pei!"

"General Pei!"

Taking the flower in her hand, Pei Qin tossed it into the crowd.

"Ah, it’s mine!"

"Mine! Don’t you all dare to fight over it!"

The flower was instantly torn to pieces in the scuffle of the women.

Pei Qin twitched the corner of her mouth in astonishment.

"They’re going to start fighting," Lu Hai pointed out coldly.

Pei Qin looked and, indeed, a scuffle had broken out; she quickly hissed for silence, and they fell quiet.