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Chapter 1232 We're getting married today!

The play featuring Wang Yunxiao as the protagonist is called "Havoc in the Dragon Palace".

In reality, the storyline has little to do with Wang Yunxiao; it was just inspired by him.

This play tells the story of how foreigners invaded Tianmen in the past. Gao Chen, the former naval commander of the previous dynasty, fought bravely in his divine armor, but he was no match for the foreign guns and cannons and was killed. His divine armor was also stolen by the foreigners.

The protagonist, Wang Yunxiao, was killed by foreigners and left homeless. He was taken in by an old soldier and together with several other orphans with similar backgrounds, they formed a children's army, practiced military skills, and trained in formations day and night.

The focus of the whole play is actually here—"cultivating the military skills of the Fubing".

Then Wang Yunxiao grows up, joins the new government's navy, and goes to the foreigners' hometown to avenge his parents and retrieve the divine armor... That's basically the plot.

This is a template for a pure, lighthearted story; don't overthink it.

Tianmen is a place where opera culture converges, and every year various new plays are staged, but only a few can truly survive and become timeless classics.

Just like online novels, not all of them are high-quality; there are plenty of vulgar jokes and absurdities.

This time, the new productions not only include Wang Yunxiao's story, but also about a dozen other plays, showcasing a wide variety of genres and styles. However, overall, they only demonstrate one thing: the government is actively promoting the Twelve Methods of Cultivation.

By the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, preparations for the wedding procession had been completed at the Prince Mu's residence.

Actually, time was quite tight, but with the resources and efficiency of the Prince's Mansion, handling this small matter was not a problem.

If there is no wedding dress, then just use the wedding dress prepared by the sisters in the family who are about to get married.

If this were on Zhihu (a Chinese Q&A website), it would be enough to write a 20,000-word essay titled "I Time-Traveled and Reborn Back to the Day My Sister Got Married," which would be featured on Zhihu.

But in military families, there are no such rules; managing a household is like managing an army. Military law shows no mercy; whatever is needed can be conscripted. Don't even mention a wedding dress; if necessary, your head can be taken.

This event is also recorded in Cao Cao's army.

Of course, they are family members no matter what, and a sum of money will be allocated from the public funds as compensation afterward.

The stick used to enforce family discipline in the manor was made of the finest white waxwood, wrapped in tung oil-soaked hemp cloth; one blow could shatter bricks and stones. If you don't believe in such superstitions, you're welcome to try it yourself.

Wang Yunxiao was a groom for the first time and didn't know what the rules were. Anyway, he hadn't seen Li Mumu since the seventh day of the new year.

Their new home was a villa not far from Boss Mu's house. It looked very unassuming on the outside, but inside it was fully furnished with all kinds of furniture and daily necessities. Ever since Li Mumu came back from her vacation, Wang Yunxiao had been accompanying her to the streets every day to buy these things.

In this era of material scarcity, where even those with money can't spend it, this massive shopping spree that lasted for nearly a month completely satisfied Li Mumu's consumer impulses.

But in reality, it didn't cost much money.

The most expensive items are actually furniture, especially the kind favored by the upper class and respectable people, such as golden nanmu, huanghuali, mahogany, and purple wood. Sometimes, a whole set of these can cost more than a house.

Li Mumu didn't like it, complaining that it was uncomfortable to sit on.

Wang Yunxiao had no idea what he was supposed to prepare. He was stunned when the Mu family led over a tall, dark brown horse.

"What does this mean?"

"When you go to fetch the bride, you'll have to ride a horse."

"I see people riding donkeys or mules or something."

"Don't make fun of me. Can our family afford to lose face like that?"

The Mu family has been a military family for generations. If a woman from such a family is to get married and the groom can't even ride a horse, it would be a laughing stock.

Ordinary horses won't do; they must be tall, imposing horses that you can't climb without stirrups. Only such horses can truly showcase the majesty of a warrior family.

We absolutely cannot keep a low profile. Even if everything is kept simple and procedures can be streamlined, we must still make the most of the moment.

Military families, also known as "meritorious nobles".

Noble families must hold high-profile weddings and funerals.

You're not a civil official, so you have to be secretive and avoid the limelight when you get married, afraid of being gossiped about. You have to be so cautious when you're handling something important, even the emperor wouldn't dare to think about it.

This is a rule passed down from our ancestors.

In addition to the horse, a live goose was also sent along with the horse.

During the wedding procession, a special person must carry this goose in front of the groom. Because geese are extremely monogamous, they were used in ancient times as a symbol of love and courtship.

Then came a magnificent, eight-bearer wedding sedan chair.

This is similar to a modern wedding car; there are specialized businesses that rent them for weddings and funerals. Ordinary families can simply rent them. However, wealthy and powerful families don't lack money or space to store the sedan chair. Therefore, they often hire skilled craftsmen to meticulously craft such a sedan chair for their homes, specifically for welcoming their principal wife.

Wang Yunxiao's family certainly doesn't have that kind of money, and neither does the Mu Prince's mansion. It's not that they lack the financial means, but rather the inclination. Wouldn't it be better to use the empty house as a training ground, with some wooden stakes, sandbags, weapon racks, and the like?
But when needed, you can always ask someone at home to requisition it.

A more elegant way to say it is "borrow".

Ordinary bridal sedan chairs are like kites, with a frame made of wood or bamboo and covered with cloth, prioritizing lightness and speed. But the bridal sedan chair sent by the Prince Mu's Mansion is quite special, made entirely of mahogany, and could easily be mistaken for a piece of furniture.

The sedan chair was decorated with layers upon layers of dragon and phoenix paintings.

With Wang Yunxiao's limited education, he couldn't possibly describe the details of this thing; all he could say was that it was blindingly bright.

Even ordinary officials and wealthy families might not dare to use such a design.

However, Li Mumu is, by all accounts, a princess from the Mu Prince's Mansion, so it is only natural for her to ride in such a sedan chair.

Veronica originally wanted to book the banquet, but Wang Yunxiao politely declined.

LOL, there are no relatives or friends involved.

There's no need to host a banquet for people you're not very close to; just having a couple of tables at home is enough.

Wang Yunxiao entrusted the cooking to Jiaozi.

And there's Dumpling's wife.

The groom's side needs a female relative to handle some of the trivial matters. Jiang Xiaotang barely qualifies, but she's too young. The only suitable one is Zhang Huan, the wife of Jiaozi.

He Lan was only half a person. Although she was very enthusiastic, Wang Yunxiao was unsure whether she came to help or to make things worse.

We might even have to be wary of her poisoning the food and drinks.

As for the others... Wang Yunxiao mentally considered the women he was familiar with.

A deaf-mute nun, a widow with a child, a teacher with no professional ethics, a former teacher who works overtime like crazy, a manipulative nurse, a glutton, a kendo dojo owner whose main business is doing it as a side job, and a woman with a love-struck, husband-killing personality...

Wang Yunxiao, oh Wang Yunxiao, your network of relationships is truly a mess of twists and turns.

After thinking it over carefully, I broke out in a cold sweat.

After thinking it over, the most reliable person turned out to be Dumpling's wife.

Actually, there was another backup candidate, Yang Youxuan.

The one surnamed Yang...

Although he had no prejudice against Yang Youxuan, as a naval officer, Wang Yunxiao really didn't want to get into trouble with her.

Wang Yunxiao's problem was that he couldn't find anyone, while Li Mumu's problem was that there were too many people.

The Mu family has so many relatives, and everyone is eager to be the first to arrive when they hear that it's Mr. Mu's daughter getting married.

In the end, it was Mu Panpan, the youngest daughter of the third wife, who took on the job of assisting.

It's not that this girl had any connections with high-ranking people; the main reason is that the wedding dress Li Mumu is going to wear tomorrow belongs to her.

It was a wedding dress that the young lady sewed by hand over several years, stitch by stitch.

A girl from a military family is far more likely to wield a spiked club to the point of being impervious to water than to be skilled in embroidery.

There are more than one daughter waiting to be married in the Mu Prince's Mansion, and more than one wedding dress, but this one is definitely the best.

Not only did they bring out the wedding dress, but they also provided all the needlework they had prepared over the years. Li Mumu herself would never have been able to make these things in countless years.

There was no way around it; the favor was simply owed, and it was a huge one at that.

Li Mumu could be indifferent to others, but she really couldn't bring herself to refuse this older sister.

Starting tomorrow morning, this lady will be helping me with the whole process, including bathing, combing my hair, facial cleansing, and applying makeup.

Besides Mu Panpan, there were quite a few people who either wanted to help or wanted to make things worse.

Shen Qingxi arrived in a wheelchair to join in the fun.

She was seriously injured this time.

They say that those who court death will eventually die, and those who like to court death will eventually meet their end.

The difficulty of firing a bullet with a gun is obviously different from catching a bullet flying back with your bare hands.

Although she appears to be a normal person on the surface, the real damage is actually at the level of her soul.

I've been lying in the hospital for so long, and I still haven't recovered.

In the end, Xia Yubing personally pushed her wheelchair over, saying that this girl was on a hunger strike in the hospital and wouldn't eat unless she was brought over.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely block the door for you when the time comes!"

Shen Qingxi's tone was firm.

"If necessary, I can also plant explosives at the entrance in advance."

"I do not need!"

Block your grandpa's way!

If it weren't for the fact that she was paralyzed, Li Mumu would have been unable to resist beating her up.

"Have you ever considered bringing a maidservant or something?"

Shen Qingxi was still unwilling to give up and wanted to try harder.

"I believe I can do it!"

"No need."

Li Mumu resolutely refused.

You wish!

"Look at you, stop fooling around, grab some wedding candy and hurry back to the hospital!"

"No, I have to be there on such an important day."

Shen Qingxi raised her hand and wiped her face. Her facial features instantly changed, becoming exactly the same as Li Mumu's.

"If you two trigger some strange flag, like you suddenly having a relapse, I can step in to cover for you."

"When did you begin practicing the unorthodox methods of chess?"

The ability to freely alter body structure and facial features is a supernatural power possessed by the skin painter of the Chess Monk.

This is the same subject that Li Mumu studied as a sideline, but she followed the standard path of a surgeon, so it was easily recognizable.

The Shen family's tradition of practicing human skin painting is actually a tradition, but Shen Qingxi did not follow this path back then, choosing instead a reckless and unorthodox approach.

"I met an elder from my clan at the hospital, and we had a long talk about life, which gave me some insights. I happened to have nothing else to do, so I practiced for a bit."

"Director Shen?"

"That's right, he's still looking for you, wanting to take you back to continue the surgery..."

"Change back."

"what?"

"Don't talk nonsense in my face!"

"Tsk, what a cheapskate!"

Shen Qingxi raised her hand and wiped her face, restoring her original appearance.

"You've become complacent."

"what?"

"Actually, cultivation through unorthodox methods isn't that difficult; it's much simpler than the orthodox path. Look at me, I can level up just by casually reading a book in the hospital, while you're still stuck at this level, without any progress... Waaah!"

Halfway through her speech, Shen Qingxi was horrified to discover that her mouth had disappeared.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I've already advanced to the next level."

Li Mumu snapped her fingers, and Shen Qingxi's lips reappeared on her face.

"Holy crap, when did this happen?"

"That happened half a year ago. Do I really need to tell you about such a trivial matter?"

Li Mumu sneered, "You have no talent, and I have no interest."

Shen Qingxi stared in disbelief, and after a long silence, tentatively asked, "Where did this reference come from? I can't remember."

“I see that you have suffered serious damage to your soul; you’re already showing signs of Alzheimer’s.”

"No, wait... I don't actually need to be hospitalized, right? You can treat me!"

"Yes, but I think you should go eat some hospital food and get some rest."

"Li Mumu!"

Shen Qingxi gritted her teeth: "Even in this state, I'm still thinking of you. Who am I working so hard for? Don't you have any conscience at all?"

"You're not just thinking about me, you're thinking about my husband too, aren't you?"

"Cough cough..."

Mentioning Wang Yunxiao immediately made Shen Qingxi's expression awkward.

However, after a brief silence, she looked at Li Mumu and Xia Yubing, who was standing silently to the side, and couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

"Let's put aside your husband's matter for now. What are you trying to do? Are you... taking her side?"

Her main purpose in conducting research was to pinpoint this specific timeframe in order to navigate the high tide. She had initially assumed that Li Mumu, with her love-struck mind, would be on her side, but to her surprise, Li Mumu's attitude had undergone a significant change upon her return.

"I've just experienced some things outside; I'm not on either side."

Li Mumu shook her head and said, "The Great Tide is not as simple as you think. Individual efforts are meaningless in the face of a natural disaster of this scale. I agree with Sister Bingbing's opinion. The machine you made by hand is too dangerous for you. You can try it, but there's no need."

"Huh? You're saying it's dangerous at this time? Aren't the great tides dangerous?"

Shen Qingxi laughed angrily: "I'm not afraid of death, why do you need to worry about me? Or do you not want to reunite with your husband? Then why even get married? Wouldn't it be better to leave the high-quality single young men to those who need them?"

Li Mumu ignored her and turned to ask Xia Yubing, "Sister Bingbing, when will the signal flags be activated?"

"very soon."

Xia Yubing said softly, "We don't have much time left."

(End of this chapter)