During lunch, following Fu Heng's words, Shanbao toasted Tang'er and Tang'er with a glass of wine, then knelt down and kowtowed, thus sealing the marriage.

Fu Heng was a Manchu, but he was influenced by Confucianism. He was very particular about eating without saying a word. After dinner, he called Shanbao and Fukang'an to the study room and talked about some official matters and the way of servants before sending them away.

Come out and rest without mentioning it.

Shanbao was thinking about making money, and originally wanted to go home, but couldn't resist Fu Kangan, so he sent Zimo to lead Chunmei back home first, while he rode a dark horse from Fucha Mansion to accompany Fu Kang'an.

Kang'an went to Hongzhou's house.

Along the way, Fukangan continued to pester him and ask about the ten million, but he accidentally thought of it when he was talking about the graphite pen business with Fukangan.

, just take the topic elsewhere:

"I heard that Mr. Qinpu is getting better. Let's go see him again when we find time!"

These words happened to prick Fukangan's mind again. He frowned, sat upright on his horse, and glanced at Shanbao sideways. After a long time, he said: "Sometimes I wonder if your kid is a citizen of the Qing Dynasty..."

Shanbao was startled, and then heard Fu Kang'an continue: "You are only fifteen years old, why do you seem to know everything? Could it be that gods have descended to earth?"

Shanbao breathed a sigh of relief and followed the words: "Yes, yes, I am the star in the sky and come down to earth. Not only do I know that Mr. Qinpu has been poisoned, but I also know that your kid will be the generalissimo in the future!"

"Humph, you've been chattering all day long. What you don't know really fooled you!" Fukangan suddenly sighed: "Actually, I really admire you. When you killed someone at Tongzhou Pier, your registration number was I

My godbrother, you are fine now. The fake show has come true. Not long ago, when you said that my mother-in-law accepted you as your adopted son, I really doubted that your son had the ability to be a prophet!"

I don't dare to say anything. I'll write more than you know! But Shanbao himself really didn't dare to think about being so close to the Fucha family. After this, he would get along with Gao Qi in the future.

You will have to adjust your strategy again.

With his mind on his mind, he casually dealt with Fu Kang'an, and before he knew it, he and the Prince's Mansion were already in sight. The eunuch head was still there when he came that day. Now that he saw Shan Bao, he no longer dared to be presumptuous, so he ran over from a distance and faced him.

The two of them paid greetings and kowtowed, but even his ancestors might not have been so attentive when they came.

Just give in and give in. Shanbao was so angry that he wanted to kill someone. If he was really angry, he would not be able to talk like a slave. He took out five taels of silver and threw it to the other party with a smile, "I beat you last time, this time."

Just take the money and buy some food, it’s not much, I’m no better than Mr. Fu, I can’t reward you with golden beans!”

Tai Jiantou called Xiaoluzi, and he smiled brightly after receiving the silver, and thanked him profusely. He looked even happier than receiving Fukangan's golden beans.

The dirty Shanbao at the gate of the palace that day had not been told to Fukangan, which aroused his curiosity. He asked questions all the way into the palace. After hearing this, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "Brother, I really have you.

The eunuchs of the prince's palace will beat him whenever he wants, and this is Prince He's palace!"

"How can I compare with you? Didn't I even chase my brother with a knife? You and I are so small compared to each other!"

"You deserve it. Who told that kid to talk about my Ama..." A sentence blurted out. Fukang'an was shocked and stopped, "Forget it, I can't explain it to you. You kid is too weird.

There are always traps in my words, so I have to be careful when talking to you in the future."

Shanbao was indeed curious, but Fu Kang'an didn't say anything, and he didn't ask, who didn't have a wife? He still understood this.

Along the way, there were young eunuchs and maids greeting the two of them. When they reached the entrance of the main hall, Zhao Meier turned out from the passage beside the hall. When she saw the two of them, she was overjoyed and ran over to them: "Okay, my."

Two ancestors, you are here at the right time, otherwise I have to make a trip. The shelf is set up, and the prince is ready to test the flight. He is waiting for you, please follow the old servant over and have a look!"

"So fast?" Shanbao was stunned. What a coincidence. Looking at Zhao Meier's brisk footsteps in front of her, who was in her fifties, it was hard for him.

The snow in the back garden has been swept clean, and a large open space has been cleared in the middle. From a distance, you can see the tall wooden shelves erected. There are six shelves, three feet high, and there is a platform on top.

At this moment, there were people standing on each platform, hanging hot air balloons made of silk on the shelves.

By the time Shanbao and Fu Kang'an arrived at the pavilion where Hongzhou was standing, the entire hot air balloon had been hung up. According to Shanbao's instructions, many cloth straps were sewn around the hot air balloon. After it was tied, it was not filled with heat.

It's soft and floppy, like a broken basketball that has been magnified countless times.

The lower part of the hot air balloon is covered with a rounded bamboo pole, and four arm-thick ropes are tied to it. It hangs down and is tied to a large bamboo basket on the ground. The bamboo basket is very spacious, except for the huge ceramic jar in the middle.

It's full of kerosene, and it's more than enough for four or five big men to stand around it.

The jar is specially made according to Shanbao's instructions. There is a movable baffle at the mouth of the jar to control the size of the fire. A ball of hemp rope as thick as a bucket emerges from the inside and is used as a wick. It looks like a

It looks like an enlarged oil lamp.

"Here you are, how about Shanbao, isn't it good?" Hong Zhou's face was full of excitement, glowing red, and he pointed at the hot air balloon for Shanbao to see as if he was offering a treasure.

"It's like a ball. If it's full of hot air, let's just call it a hot air balloon!" Shan Bao heard them talking about Da Kongming and decided to give the hot air balloon a correct name.

"Hot air balloon? Yes, it's quite vivid. From now on it will be called a hot air balloon. Wait, I will order the ignition right now."

The weather was good, and although the dark clouds had not dispersed, there was actually no wind. Everything was ready. After a guard came into the bamboo basket and volunteered, Hong Zhou waved his hand, and another guard had already handed over the lit torch in his hand.

The guard in the basket.

He took the torch, put it on the hemp rope soaked in kerosene, and with a roar, the flames rose up. The flames were filled with black smoke, which was more than a foot high.

Even though Shanbao was confident, he was sweating a lot at this moment and stared at the field intently, for fear that something would happen. Fukangan was even more unbearable. He squeezed Shanbao's arm, and veins appeared on his hand.

Hong Zhou had a straight face, and the blush on his face seemed to have been suddenly drained away, turning pale. He squeezed Zhao Meier's shoulders, and his hands trembled slightly.

Although the guard in the bamboo basket volunteered under the heavy reward, after all, he had never had such an experience. Holding tightly to the edge of the basket, he felt the wind whistling by him, making his robes rustle.

It was rolled up from the flames, and everything poured into the huge cover on the top.

The cover slowly swelled up due to the wind, getting bigger and bigger. Then, the thick rope that was originally soft on the edge of the basket was slowly straightened, and the bamboo basket began to tremble slightly.

At this time, the guard remembered the prince's instructions and quickly waved a small red flag in his hand to tell the people outside that he was ready and it was time to untie the hot air balloon.

Hong Zhou stared blankly, unaware that Shan Bao's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He snatched the red flag from Hong Zhou's hand and jumped out of the pavilion waving it.

He shouted loudly at the guard standing on the wooden platform: "Untie, untie the belt quickly!"

Hongzhou also reacted at this time and shouted along with Shanbao. Fukangan and Zhao Meier also realized that they were afraid that the hot air balloon was about to fly, so they hurriedly shouted after Hongzhou for fear that the hot air balloon would fly up.

The guards couldn't hear it.
Chapter completed!