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After a night of heavy drinking, Xiao Ming still had a headache when he woke up the next morning. It was the first day of the New Year. Traditionally, people would go out to visit friends and family. If he were in Chang’an, Xiao Ming would be making visits too. But in the Great Yu Empire, unless it was something urgent, a prince like Xiao Ming was not allowed to leave his fief. Especially since he was in charge of guarding the border, he had even more reason to stay in his prefecture. Now that New…-
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Advanced chapter at Patreon.com/caleredhair. right now its already at chapter 600. Running between Bowen Academy and the royal residence every day, Xiao Ming quickly ushered in another new year. By the fifth day of the first lunar month, the administrative offices of Qingzhou had resumed normal operations. The common people could continue enjoying the New Year festivities until the fifteenth, but Xiao Ming couldn't afford such luxury. He always reminded himself: "Be alert even in peaceful times." He…
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Advanced chapter at Patreon.com/caleredhair. its already chapter 590! “Her graceful neck extended, her fair beauty exposed. Fragrant without embellishment, unadorned by makeup. Hair in lofty coils, eyebrows finely arched…” The elegant singing of Ziyuan and Luluo floated gently through the grand hall. Their movements flowed with the rhythm of the music—at times their sleeves fluttered like waves stirred by a sudden wind across a calm lake, and at other times they twirled like drifting autumn…
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Access advanced chapter until 590, subscribe my patreon.com/caleredhair The night grew darker. Inside the main hall of the palace, Xiao Ming invited everyone to take their seats. On his right sat General Niu Ben, followed by Lu Fei, Luo Xin, and the other military officers. On his left were the civil officials, starting with Pang Yukun, then Zhan Xingchang, Chen Wenlong, and others. Altogether, over a hundred officials were gathered. Sitting at the head of the table, Xiao Ming looked at his loyal team.…
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The golden fried egg gave off a rich, mouthwatering aroma that wafted through the main hall. Everyone, from Pang Yukun to the other officials, let out a unified sigh of amazement. While the saying goes, "A gentleman stays far from the kitchen," the truth was—they had all been in a kitchen before. “This smells amazing! Your Highness, allow me to be the first to try it,” said Lu Fei, licking his lips and swallowing hard. Luo Xin quickly interrupted, “Lu Captain, with all due respect, as an officer,…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair The royal residence was wrapped in a blanket of snow, looking more beautiful than ever. Ziyuan, bold by nature and knowing her days as a personal maid were numbered now that Xiao Ming's marriage was approaching, joined in the fun without restraint. Soon, she and Lüluo would both officially become part of Prince Qi’s household. With a grin, Ziyuan scooped up a handful of snow and tossed it at Xiao Ming, teasing, “If Your Highness wants that kiss, you’ll…
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Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. After the successful launch of the galleon ships, another joyful occasion arrived—the Lunar New Year. As if unwilling to disturb the festive spirit in Qingzhou, the heavy snow that had lasted over ten days finally stopped on New Year’s Eve. At the entrance of the royal residence, Qian Dafu, the head steward, stood with hands on his hips, barking orders. “Yes, yes, hang the lanterns higher! You brats—I’ve only been away a few months and already you’re…
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Outside the tower, the snow was falling harder. Footprints and wagon tracks on the roads disappeared quickly beneath the thick, white layer. A cold wind swept through, and Xiao Ming pulled his tiger-skin cloak tighter around himself. This cloak had once been Lu Fei’s family treasure, but after losing a bet, Lu Fei handed it over to Xiao Ming. To be fair, Xiao Ming had given him some silver in return—enough to keep Lu Fei happy for a while. After all, the man had been planning to sell it…
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Chang’an’s Machinery Department. Early in the morning, the Firearms Camp delivered a cannon from Qingzhou. Fang Chengyou circled around the cannon, taking precise measurements of its length, thickness, and barrel design. His body still felt a bit weak—a lingering side effect of last night’s indulgence. He recorded each dimension with utmost care. Just yesterday, Prince Zhao's heir Zhao Yuanliang had promised him that if he succeeded in replicating the cannon and handed over the production…
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Advanced chapter at Patreon.com/caleredhair. its alredy in chapter 560 “It was the gunpowder.” A few days ago, snow had begun falling in Qingzhou, covering the land in a thick, unbroken white blanket. It was now the season for admiring the snow. In his free time, Xiao Ming often sat in the tower of the Prince’s Residence, quietly working on writing educational materials. “Gunpowder? So that means there was nothing wrong with Chang’an’s bronze cannon?” Pang Yukun asked with concern. “It…
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