open sea

Chapter 309 Dog Leftovers
It was getting late, the Nanyang Military Port was decorated with lights and festoons, and a few firecrackers exploded in the night sky on the island from time to time.

The banquet was in full swing, and even though Chen Mu left in a hurry, the music in the front hall mixed with the laughter of the guests still spread into the inner room from time to time, but the distance made it hard to hear clearly.

The red candles were dim, and the newlyweds sat opposite each other. Chen Mu looked at his bedroom. The interior furnishings could almost find all the Asian elements of this era.

On the wooden mat on the left hand of entering the door, there is a bronze wine bottle ornament standing tall, with seal carvings on it, Xianglin Xiangru, the name of Zhao State in the Warring States Period, and Lian Po, a famous general. It is placed on a six bamboo bamboo stool. The right foot is a little lower than the half body of Western-style plate armor. The armor is brightly inlaid with exotic patterns. The helmet is obliquely buttoned on the Ming Dynasty's imitation captain's cap, and two red and blue bird feathers are tied at the end of the cap.

The one lining the armor is a puppet, with a long sword casually placed beside the case, a kite shield in his left hand, and a lantern in his right. Only then did Chen Mu realize that it was a pair of lampstands.

It is the big character Chen in thin golden body on the kite shield, which gives Master Chen the illusion of space-time dislocation.

Chen Mu scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, drinking made him unable to remember where the scales for picking up the hijab were thrown, and he didn't even know whether others gave him the scales, but he vaguely remembered that when he entered the bridal chamber, someone said that the hijab should be lifted with a scale.

He walked around the house in a hurry, but he couldn't find any stick-shaped objects other than long swords, Japanese swords, war swords, and bird guns. It was too much to use these things to pick up the hijab.

Chen Shuai didn't notice that the kneeling bride in the room was clutching the green onions at the hem of her dress, her knuckles turned white, her hijab turned slightly, smelling the smell of alcohol in the room, and watching the drunken man holding hands on the wedding night through the red silk. The sword and the Japanese sword were raised, as if there was no weapon in hand, and finally he turned his hand to the bird gun hanging on the wall.

She couldn't sit still.

"Husband, husband, what are you looking for?"

The voice was very clear, Chen Mu turned his head, clutching the blunderbuss in his hand, wondering: "Can you see it?"

There was a long silence in the hijab, and she turned back slowly. She saw Chen Mu pulling out the cleaning rod from the blunderbuss, she let out a light breath, and said, "You can't see me, but I can see you."

With a slight embarrassment on Chen Mu's face, he hung the blunderbuss back on the wall, and took a few steps closer with the cleaning rod in a little embarrassment, and said, "I don't know where I put the scale beam, use this instead, don't take offense, madam."

Dashuai Chen seemed to hear the helpless sigh in the hijab, and it took a long time before he said quietly: "Your husband can use hands, swords, knives, guns, whatever, as long as you take it away quickly... I wear half of it on my body." It's a month!"

Chen Mu wondered if it was true. Ever since he left Bozhou, Yang Qingluan had been wearing a black gauze robe and a phoenix coronet and Xiapei. He didn't see anyone in the sedan chair along the way, so he could be lighter at night.The long journey to welcome relatives must be a physical effort for her.

"Madam is working hard."

Chen Mu made a mistake. Yang Qingluan is not his wife now, and he has to wait for the imperial order to be issued. In fact, he should be called 'Mrs.' now, but Yang's children don't care about these sooner or later titles. Yang Qingluan just said softly: " The scales were hidden by General Deng at the banquet, and they were not given to the husband, and the prince did not ask for it, and the concubine thought that the husband knew about it."

Deng Zilong, this guy!

Chen Mu shook his head and smiled, threw the cleaning rod aside indifferently, raised his hand and slowly lifted the hijab.

First is the white and greasy neck, the white lotus petal-like chin is slightly raised, the slightly raised nose bridge is full of heroism, the eyes are slightly closed on the melon seed face, and the long eyelashes are trembling quietly, reflecting the red candle. Mu felt that she was glowing white.

Yang Qingluan slowly opened his eyes, and finally saw clearly what the man he had been waiting for for two years looked like. All sorts of grievances welled up in his heart, his eyes filled with crystals, and he said, "I thought you wouldn't come to pick me up..."

Chen Mu took a deep breath and said, "There are some things I want to tell you first, I have..."

"The concubine knows that you have a young wife, Yan Qingyao. Thanks to her serving the concubine in the Xuanfu of the capital, you have two sons, Li Dan of Nanyang Jiapidan and Chen Jiujing, the son of Chen Lin, the deputy general of Guangdong; The adopted son is Chen Bazhi from Qingyuan, so Chaohe Thousand Households; tomorrow I will worship the ancestors of the ancestral temple, and from now on, I will be born as a member of the Chen family and die as a ghost of the Chen family, and my concubine will know."

Yang Qingluan's rush to answer and the firmness in his words were at a loss. In fact, he also knew that in the past two years, there was too much time for Yang Qingluan to know what kind of person he would marry.He paused before asking: "Then do you know that the Chen family doesn't have an ancestral temple? You can't go to worship tomorrow. It will take half a month until the Qingyuan ancestral temple is built."

As soon as he fell into a military household, where did he come from the ancestral temple? Just like the breath in Chen Mu's heart when he was fighting on the battlefield, he couldn't tell where he would be buried when he died!

Yang Qingluan seemed to be caught off guard by this matter, and did not speak for a moment, as if judging in his mind whether there are people in this world who do not have a ancestral temple, and then nodded and said: "Now that I know who I am, then Yifujun, I will come back in half a month." Tell the temple."

Ever since she arrived in Guangzhou Mansion, Yang Qingluan has never heard of anything on this day. She has never heard of anyone who gets married and goes to sea on a huge gunboat, nor has she ever thought of marrying a young commander and becoming a first-rank general of the imperial court.

In the Ming Dynasty, there was no Grand General, and the left and right governors were the former Grand Generals.

The youngest general in the world, before this year, was 43-year-old Qi Jiguang from Jizhen.

In fact, all of Nanyangwei made Yang Qingluan, who had been raised in Bozhou for 22 years since she was a child, feel at a loss and out of place. These people, no matter whether they are soldiers or generals, seem to be so familiar with everyone, but she alone knows nothing. .

She asked: "Does your husband always treat your general harshly? From my own perspective, General Deng seems to be getting revenge today."

"How can there be any enmity, just treat them well, and they treat me very well. Wuqiao is just looking for trouble. I asked Nanyang Wei to build a boat for him. It was a big boat with [-] materials, and it was covered with iron. The kind of cannon, very powerful, very powerful big ship!"

Speaking of this, Chen Mu was no longer embarrassed, and pulled Yang Qingluan to sit on the edge of the bed, talking endlessly: "I'm not afraid of the fire, no one on the sea can hit his boat now, the Chihai Sea is enough, just us The big boat that came here may not be able to sink it, Wuqiao is still not satisfied, and he has a lot of resentment, just because of the name."

Yang Qingluan was not interested in naval battles, but she was interested in Chen Mu, so she listened attentively and asked, "Why?"

"Because the name of the boat is Gousheng, don't laugh!" Chen Mu said with a very serious expression, "We have a lot of boats, so it's not fun to name the boats. Most of the Yi people like to have a boat with a name, and they are all very majestic." , Things like the Queen, the King of the Sea, etc., they don't shy away from it, they dare to talk about anything, think about what will happen if they meet Gou Sheng?"

Chen Mu spread his hands and said, "Sea King was sunk by Gou Sheng; Queen was captured by Gou Sheng. How wonderful. Wu Qiao still thinks that Chen is a vulgar person who doesn't understand anything, hey!"

"When our fleet takes Malacca and continues westward, we will meet a country whose navy is getting stronger and will be a serious problem for us. In their language, God, read as dog, son, read Let's break up, what will they call Gou Sheng?"

Chen Mu blew out the red candle and clenched his fists.

"Son of God!"

　Sorry, I got up late in the morning and just finished writing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)