May retreated satisfied, or rather confidently.
Skipping a grade? Is that possible?! Zhu Youxiao watched the little girl walk away, feeling very skeptical.
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Like children?! Zhu Youxiao definitely said that this was not entirely correct.
Who doesn’t like cute and well-behaved children? Naughty and mischievous children are annoying to look at.
How nice it would be if there was a little girl as cute as Wu Yue! Zhu Youxiao gently stroked Concubine Zhang Yu's bulging belly, without saying anything, but muttering this in his heart.
"Your Majesty." Zhang Yu'er couldn't change this address privately, with a gentle and happy smile on her face. "I want to give birth to a little girl. You won't blame me, right?"
Hey, why do you think the same as me?
Zhu Youxiao blinked and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether it's a boy or a girl, I like them both."
Zhang Yu'er nodded gently, placed her hand on the emperor's, and said, "When the little girl is born, I will dress her up beautifully. Everyone who sees her will like her."
The delicate little princess, stumbling along, tilted her chubby little face up, and called out "Daddy" in a baby voice...
Zhu Youxiao also seemed to have seen such a warm and sweet scene, and his smile became even more intense. "Well, the beautiful little princess is so adorable. I also want her to be as beautiful as you."
Zhang Yuer laughed out loud, leaned her head on the emperor's shoulder, and slowly closed her eyes.
For another two or three months, Zhu Youxiao continued to caress gently, as if he could feel the throbbing of the little life in the belly.
As a time traveler, and one who can change history, the more you know, the heavier the responsibility on your shoulders you tend to feel.
Just like when Zhu Youxiao saw the children in Shaoying Academy and felt that his own child was about to be born, how could he let history repeat itself, causing China to fall and the people to suffer?
Zhu Youxiao's apparent calmness was not his true intention. In fact, he wanted to wipe out the Jiannu more than anyone else and completely eliminate the tragic possibility that made him fearful all the time.
Even though the situation in Liaodong is now tilting towards the Ming army, Zhu Youxiao dare not take it lightly.
From the five-year plan to pacify Liaodong, to the three-year plan to destroy the slaves, Zhu Youxiao constantly advanced the timetable. Even if he couldn't change his own lifespan, he would completely wipe out the Jiannu before he died.
In the seventh year of the Tianqi reign, Zhu Youxiao remembered this time very well. Although he kept hinting that he had changed history, there was always a knot in his heart.
If his wives were able to live up to their expectations and give birth to a boy, no matter how old he was, he would become the emperor of the Ming Empire.
This is also about changing history. By appointing regents, one can continue to fulfill one's wishes and let the people he sees, cares about and loves live in peace, right?
Zhu Youxiao closed his eyes slightly and began to think wildly, and he couldn't stop thinking.
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As the saying goes: Ignorance is bliss. But there is another saying: Ignorance is bliss.
If you don’t know, you don’t have to worry too much. Even if there is a flood tomorrow, you will sleep peacefully tonight.
In other words, compared with Zhu Youxiao, everyone in the Ming Dynasty should be happy.
Of course, if we really want to be serious and take into account worries about food and clothing, as well as various other misfortunes, we can also say that no one is happy.
Even if you are a rich man or even an emperor, don’t you have worries?
Therefore, it is obviously inaccurate to define people's living conditions or mental state by happiness or unhappiness.
In a large courtyard in the Dalian area, the wounded soldier Wu Yougui was in a very contradictory state.
Wu Yougui has basically recovered, the broken hand has healed, and it is even less painful.
His intact right hand was turning over and over the compensation document for retired disabled soldiers. It read: "Payment of land, 50 mu. Those who are unable to work will have someone to farm for them. Lifetime tax exemption..."
Zhu Youxiao's military system reform was the first to be implemented, starting from Dongjiang Town and gradually being implemented in military towns across the country.
However, the changes brought about by the military reform to the Ming army were not only reflected in morale, mental state and continuous victories, but also in changes in medical methods and the increase in the number of military doctors.
High-proof alcohol for sterilization and disinfection, bandaging or ironing to stop bleeding, suturing wounds...
In fact, in addition to these creative methods, there were many other ways to treat injuries in ancient times. However, there were very few military doctors in the army, and they did not pay enough attention to first aid.
Even now, there were not many military doctors in the Ming army. However, according to the emperor's instructions, many soldiers with nimble hands and feet were selected to learn and master simple treatment methods.
Although these "medics" were not much better than Mongolian doctors, some primitive and simple treatments did reduce the mortality rate of the wounded.
Many wounded soldiers who were destined to die were saved in this way, although the treatment process was often extremely painful and torturous for them.
Wu Yougui, who had one hand chopped off in the fighting on the battlefield, was one of the lucky ones who escaped death.
He did not die from excessive blood loss on the battlefield, nor did he die from the pain when the branding iron was used to stop the bleeding. He survived the infection period (which was the most common in ancient times) and recovered quite well.
Of course, Wu Yougui doesn’t feel lucky yet, or at least he has many doubts.
Although he has lost one hand, he can still take care of himself and do general labor, but it still casts a shadow on his future life.
A dozen acres of land, a cow, a small courtyard, a wife, and a few children...
This was once the life ideal of Wu Yougui and many Ming army soldiers.
But now, Wu Yougui gently raised his arm without a hand, stared at it blankly for a long time, and couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile.
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