Chapter 47

I specially developed some fireworks for this New Year. Although my Golden Finger is unreliable, it proved quite effective when it came to learning how to craft them. I also arranged a program; since we lacked a festive atmosphere last year due to the absence of singing and dancing, I had Xiu'er select a large group of girls for dance rehearsals. With my eye for beauty from my previous life, directing them was more than enough. I also organized some songs. Considering the high number of slaves, I adapted that song "Mortal" (Fanren Ge). Furthermore, I decided that from this year on, I would no longer let them call me "Little Prince." Since I will likely fall out with my father, the King, eventually, keeping the title of "Little Prince" implies there is a King above me, which would be detrimental to my future rule. I began guiding everyone to address me as City Lord Duoyu from now on. Over time, everyone will only know me as the City Lord, forgetting my status as the Little Prince. A City Lord is quite independent, after all. I had planned to spend my days watching these girls sing and dance, coming up with exquisite food, and having Dian Wei and Zhang Fei lead the troops in drills—partly for show, and partly to intimidate the slaves.