Jiang Yushu covered her belly with both hands, and was extremely panicked and frightened, fearing that she would lose the baby.
"What do you think is wrong?" Xiao Tao was a single girl, so she asked without knowing anything. "Does your stomach hurt?"
Jiang Yushu shook her head, not wanting to speak.
"Come, lie down slowly. Don't panic. The doctor will take your pulse and prescribe medicine later. You'll be fine." Nanny Pan, who had given birth before, understood immediately and urged, "Xiao Tao, go get someone to boil some water and prepare some clean clothes!"
"Oh, yes." Xiao Tao turned around and went to work quickly.
"Slow down."
Jiang Yushu was very careful with every move she made. She lay on her back with her clothes on, her heart in turmoil and panic beyond words.
Nanny Pan sat on the edge of the couch, gently untied the man's belt, and said carefully, "Lie down and don't move. Does your stomach hurt?"
"I was fine before and never felt any pain. Now I just feel a slight dull pain." Jiang Yushu had no experience at all and didn't care about the embarrassment. She looked at the old lady helplessly, her voice choked and hoarse.
Nanny Pan moved swiftly, and after the rustling of her dress, the old woman looked closely and said comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, it's just a little spotting." She carefully put her dress on and covered her with a thin blanket, then called out,
"Lao Fang, come and take my pulse!"
Fang Sheng, who had been waiting outside the door, responded "yes" and hurried in carrying the medicine box.
Jiang Yushu seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, her eyes lit up, and she said anxiously: "Doctor Fang, I——"
Fang Sheng understood, raised his hand to interrupt, and calmly advised: "Calm down, don't be anxious. Let me take your pulse first."
At times like this, people lose control of themselves. Jiang Yushu knew that worrying would be useless, but she couldn't calm down at all. She panicked and broke out in a cold sweat.
Nanny Pan brought a round stool and Fang Sheng sat down, holding his breath and concentrating, taking the patient's pulse for a long time.
"Madam has been busy all the time, and she was frightened by the robbers today, so she may have had a miscarriage." Fang Sheng closed the medicine box and stood up a few feet away from the bed.
Jiang Yushu's heart immediately tightened, her face and lips turned pale, and she asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it serious? Can it be cured?"
"Don't worry, relax. Judging from the pulse, there's nothing serious. Take a few doses of pregnancy-maintaining medicine and rest in bed for a while, and you will be cured." Fang Sheng said gently.
Jiang Yushu's expression changed again and again, her abdomen felt dull and painful, and she was alternately happy and worried. She couldn't help but ask, "Really? Doctor Fang, please tell me the truth... This is my first child. No matter what, don't hide it from me."
Fang Sheng replied seriously, "If it's really that serious, I'm afraid you won't make it home."
"This, this makes sense." Jiang Yushu was stunned and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Nanny Pan bent down, tucked the quilt, and comforted her, "The fact that Madam managed to come back after such a bumpy journey proves the child is fine; at most, he's just a little frightened. Rest well, and don't let your mind wander."
At this time, Cuimei brought hot water and Xiaotao held clean clothes. They walked towards the bed together and asked nervously, "How is it?"
"It shouldn't be a big deal, right?"
Nanny Pan said, "You two take care of her. I'll be back soon." After she finished speaking, she left with Fang Sheng and quietly told him about her bleeding.
I drank the pregnancy-stabilizing medicine and lay down until late at night, and the abdominal pain gradually disappeared.
Because unmarried girls often don't know much, Cuimei moved out of the east room and was replaced by the experienced Nanny Pan to keep her company at night.
In the darkness, an old man and a young boy lay side by side. Jiang Yushu sighed and said with fear: "Fortunately, there was no danger. I was almost scared to death."
"Good fortune will always be with you. The gods and the ancestors of the Guo family will surely bless the child to have a smooth birth and grow up safely!" Nanny Pan said firmly.
"I hope so."
Jiang Yushu sighed and said in distress, "Now that I've fallen, I need to rest for at least a few days. I won't dare go out until I'm calm. But farming time waits for no one. It's busy farming season right now. The village chief has been ordered to supervise the farming, and he's been so anxious that his mouth is blistered. I dare not move for a while, so he must be even more anxious."
"Alas," Madam Pan said earnestly, "who would want to disturb the fetus? It's all because of the heavy workload. You've already seen your period today, so don't worry about it for now. Just rest up for a while. Crops are not as precious as your own flesh and blood."
"Madam, you are young and don't know that if a woman doesn't take good care of her first child, she may have trouble in the future."
Miscarriage? Infertility? Sustained illness?
With the medical skills of this dynasty, countless diseases cannot be cured and can only be "delayed". How long the disease can be delayed depends on whether one is strong enough or not.
Jiang Yushu was filled with fear and trepidation. She immediately said, "Mammy, you're right. I understand. Of course, I'll take good care of myself!" Then she changed the subject, "However, since I've accepted this task, I must give it my all. I can't just abandon it. Let me think about it and come up with a feasible solution to help Zhuang Zhubu relieve his burden."
"It's all right to use your brain, but you can't worry so much that you can't sleep. You'll ruin your health," Madam Pan advised. "It's late. Rest up and get enough rest. It won't be too late to think about it tomorrow."
"Um."
Jiang Yushu agreed verbally, but she was too overwhelmed by the workload to fall asleep. She pondered and pondered for a long time before finally falling into a deep sleep.
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The next evening, after finishing his official duties, Zhuang Song did not forget to bring a bag of snacks and visit the patient.
Having worked together for over a year, the two families were familiar with each other. As soon as he stepped into the Guo family's courtyard, Zhou Yan greeted him warmly and started a casual conversation. He thought he could leave after asking Zhou Yan to convey his greetings, but he was unexpectedly invited into the main hall.
Jiang Yushu was about to stand up, "Zhuang Zhubu is here, please sit down."
"Don't get up! Sit down, sit down," Zhuang Song repeatedly stopped him. As soon as he sat down, Cuimei served him tea. He took a sip of tea and asked with concern, "I heard you were not feeling well. Are you feeling better?"
Jiang Yushu smiled and replied apologetically, "Much better. Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come and say hello."
"You're welcome. You were injured in the line of duty, and as a representative of the government, it's my duty to say hello." Zhuang Song was anxious and angry, with blisters on the corners of his mouth, and he kept his folding fan in his hand all day long.
Seeing this, Jiang Yushu hurriedly said, "This mung bean soup has been boiling in the well for a long time and was just served. Why not try it?"
"Oh?" Zhuang Song was not at all polite. He drank the cold soup in a few gulps, sighed deeply, and praised, "It tastes good!"
Nanny Pan was very attentive and filled his bowl again. "Come to think of it, these mung beans were the ones you gave me last time."
Zhuang Song thanked him and drank three bowls in one go. His thirst was quenched, but the fire in his heart could not be quenched.
Jiang Yushu calmed down and started talking about business. "Is everything going well in the fields?"
"Oh, don't mention it!"
Zhuang Song fanned himself vigorously, his temper flaring. He cast aside his usual airs as a scholar and complained, "Things are going smoothly here, but Liangang Town is plagued by constant trouble. One day, two carts of grain and seeds were transported from one village to another and accidentally fell into the river. Then, another village is arguing over the distribution of grain and seeds. These seemingly trivial matters add up to a significant problem, and I'm afraid they'll affect the autumn harvest."
Jiang Yushu sighed, "This is Liangang Town's first time planting, so they're inevitably unfamiliar with the process. But they've already run into trouble just as the summer planting season begins. I'm really worried, but we're so far away that we can't rush over to investigate."
"We have thousands of acres of land, and we're shorthanded. There's so much to do, and even if we had three heads and six arms, we couldn't take care of it all. It's so difficult!" Zhuang Song sighed, pointing his fan at the blisters at the corners of his mouth. He smiled wryly and said, "Look, I'm so anxious I'm about to explode, but I still can't come up with a foolproof plan."
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"What's the method? Tell me quickly!" Zhuang Song closed his folding fan,
Jiang Yushu proposed methodically, "The most urgent task is summer planting. The problem is we're short on manpower. We're caught between a rock and a hard place. In my opinion, instead of relying on ourselves alone, we should hire a group of experienced farmers and have them stationed in villages across the two towns. They'll act as government clerks and teach how to plant the new crops."
"I've been with the people of Liu Village for over a year, teaching them step by step, imparting all my knowledge. Almost all of them have memorized the farming methods. Hiring them will be no worse than me," Jiang Yushu said earnestly. "Then, each village can handle the minor problems on their own, and we'll focus on the major ones. Wouldn't that save us a lot of trouble?"
"This..." Zhuang Song held the bowl, sipping sweet soup mouthful after mouthful. He frowned and thought for a moment before hesitating, "Dozens of villages require dozens of helpers. It's not easy. Besides, 'no gain, no gain'. What benefits can I offer to hire them? You know, Heqin is not rich."
"No money needed, just tax exemption!"
Jiang Yushu was confident and said slowly, "As long as the government offers the benefit of 'tax exemption', the villagers will definitely be happy and will actively seize the opportunity. We should carefully select those who are diligent and honest, set a set of rules, and we won't have to worry about them not working hard."
"Ahem, Zhuang is just a small clerk." Zhuang Song held the spoon and slowly stirred the sweet soup, lowering his head and saying, "Tax exemption is a big deal, I can't make the decision."
Everything was as expected. Jiang Yushu was not discouraged. She immediately pulled out the letter from her sleeve and was about to stand up when Nanny Pan took it and handed it to Zhuang Song.
"I understand your difficulties, so I took the liberty of writing to Magistrate Pan overnight to ask for his approval." Jiang Yushu smiled and asked humbly, "I wrote this hastily. I wonder if the wording is appropriate? Please correct me."
Zhuang Song opened the letter and glanced at it. "So, Mrs. Guo had already made preparations."
Jiang Yushu nodded and answered frankly, "Actually, I've had this idea for a while now, but I didn't dare to bring it up rashly because I was concerned about the seriousness of the tax burden." She was pregnant and had a miscarriage. Nanny Pan wouldn't let her eat mung beans, so she could only drink some water, pull herself together, and continue to persuade him, "But now it seems we have no choice but to bring it up. We can't handle it alone."
"Of course!" Nanny Pan interrupted. "Two towns, thousands of acres of crops. Even if you work yourself to death, you can't manage it all."
Zhuang Song quickly finished reading the letter, thought for a while, stood up suddenly, and said seriously: "Since you proposed it and wrote a letter specifically, then let's give it a try! Without further ado, I will go back immediately and write a letter to report the problem truthfully and ask the county to make a decision." After speaking, he said goodbye and left excitedly.
"Have a nice walk." Jiang Yushu sighed, full of anticipation.
At the same time, in the capital Jiang Mansion.
The boudoir of the minister's daughter was gorgeous and exquisite, but now it was littered with broken porcelain pieces.
"Get out of here!" Jiang Yushan burst into tears. She pushed the maid away fiercely and begged with her face raised, "If mother doesn't intervene, I will really have to marry into the Pei family."
Xu was extremely worried, but she said, "Okay, stop crying. Mother won't let you marry into the Pei family."
"The elders of the Pei family have agreed to the marriage, but they probably have bad intentions. I would rather die than marry them!"
Mrs. Xu wiped her daughter's tears and comforted her, "Words are just empty words, nothing has been decided yet. Don't be afraid, I'll go to the study and persuade your father."
"Please persuade me!" Jiang Yushan was extremely dissatisfied and complained tearfully, "I've persuaded you countless times, but it's no use. Father won't listen to you!"
Xu was embarrassed and frowned, scolding, "How can a girl shout so loudly? Wait quietly, I will go and discuss it with your father." After saying that, she was full of anger and rushed to the study angrily.
In the evening, the setting sun shines obliquely into the rear window.
For nearly a year, Jiang Shisen hadn't touched Xu and stayed in his study. A few months ago, he took in a beautiful maid named Yingying, whom he doted on.
"Well... sir! I have to go and set the table. If I'm late, I'll be scolded." Yingying has fair and charming skin. She was half-hearted, reluctant but willing.
Jiang Shisen's belt fell to the ground. He gasped and pressed the man down, saying, "Who scolded you? I want to use you. Who dares to say anything so tactless?"
At this moment, Xu was anxious and furious. She dismissed the servant who was hesitant to speak and pushed open the study door.
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