Chapter 245 Medical Book
The Ningguo Mansion did not commit a serious crime such as treason or collaborating with the enemy, so it would not bring disaster to married women.
Feng Qingsui married into the Ji family long before the Ningguo Mansion was stripped of its title, its property was confiscated and it was exiled. Even if her background is made public now, it will not be affected.
Feng Qingsui knew that Madam Zong wanted to support her, so she said, "Okay."
Madam Zong smiled broadly.
"I'll have someone prepare well."
National mourning lasts for only twenty-seven days, which is passed in the blink of an eye.
After the officials' condolences were over, Emperor Qi's coffin was moved from the imperial palace to the Shoushan Palace. After the mausoleum was built, an auspicious day would be chosen for burial.
The new emperor was carried to the dragon throne by Ji Changqing and ascended the throne.
The first decree issued by Ji Changqing on behalf of the new emperor was to reduce taxes and labor service.
All people in the disaster-stricken areas will be exempted from taxes and labor service for three years.
Of course, this alone is not enough to allow these people to live in peace. They now have nothing, not even enough food to survive or seeds to sow in the new season.
Ji Changqing asked all localities to adopt the "work-for-relief" measure and organize refugees to build water conservancy projects and roads.
They also redistributed unowned wasteland, provided grain seeds and agricultural tools, and encouraged refugees to return to their hometowns to farm.
As for those who rebel against the government, we will mobilize troops to encircle and suppress them.
After persuading her mother, Zong Yantang joined the army as a martial arts instructor for female soldiers, and from time to time took them to the mountainous areas of the capital to suppress bandits.
After their achievements, the reputation of this female army became more and more famous.
Zong Yantang was promoted to centurion and remained in the army to serve.
Let’s not talk about how Madam Zong worried about her marriage, let’s just say that Feng Qingsui entered the palace after finishing her national mourning period and finally reunited with her master.
"It seems like he's grown a little taller, and has more flesh on his face."
Diwu said gently as she looked at her beloved disciple who threw himself into her arms as soon as they met.
"It seems that the food in the Ji Mansion is not bad."
Feng Qingsui: ()
It’s made by Chef Ji himself, so of course it’s very good.
She let go of his hand, walked to the table, opened the food box, and said softly to Diwu, "Master, this is the roasted squab made by our chef. Please try it."
As soon as the food box was opened, the aroma of meat wafted into the air.
Fifth, quickly close the doors and windows.
She is still in mourning period, so she can't let the palace servants know that she has started eating meat.
"This roasted pigeon is delicious," Fifth praised softly. "The skin is crispy and the meat is tender and juicy. The chef's cooking is so good, no wonder you've gained weight."
Feng Qingsui just smiled and said nothing.
The pigeons carefully selected by Peregrine Falcon are roasted by Chef Ji himself, so of course they are delicious.
"Master, do you want to leave the palace?"
She asked.
"If you don't want to stay in the palace, I can ask Changqing to arrange it."
Diwu Qingqing had long known from her letter that Ji Changfeng was Ji Changqing, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if I stay in the palace. It would be great if I can leave the palace freely."
After eating the pigeon, she washed her hands and gave Feng Qingsui a medical book she had compiled.
Feng Qingsui discovered that what she wrote were all introductory content, and asked in confusion: "Master, why are you only writing about the basics?"
"Just the two of us can't save many people."
The fifth one said softly.
"To help more people survive, more people need to get involved. This book is for barefoot doctors. If every village has a doctor, it will be easier for people to see a doctor."
She pulled out another medical book and said, "This volume contains national policies. It requires strong support from the court, such as eradicating smallpox and malaria, and ensuring that the people have access to boiled water on a daily basis."
Feng Qingsui understood.
The master wants to revitalize the Daxi medical industry and benefit all people.
She smiled and said, "Changqing is already looking for the smallpox vaccine. It won't be long before he finds the smallpox vaccine."
The fifth nodded slightly.
"But for now, we have to let the people get through the cold winter."
Although Daxi had discovered the use of coal, the mainstream method was still to burn firewood and charcoal. During famine years, when no grass grew, the people could not even cut firewood.
The capital city is densely populated, and everything from food to oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea costs money.
Many people cannot even have a hot meal in winter, let alone burn firewood to keep warm or take a bath.
In this situation, asking them to drink hot water instead of cold water is tantamount to telling them "Why don't you eat meat porridge?"
“We need to make use of the coal.”
She said to Feng Qingsui.
"A piece of honeycomb briquettes made from coal powder can burn for three to four hours, which can protect against severe cold and can also be used to boil water and bake food."
There are many open-pit coal mines in Daxi. If they can be utilized, they will be enough for the people to survive many winters.
After hearing this, Feng Qingsui couldn't help but recall the winters he and his sister had endured as children.
If the orphanage had honeycomb coal to burn at that time, they would not have been woken up by the cold in the middle of the night.
She grabbed Diwu's hand and said with a smile, "Master, I will talk to Changqing and ask him to arrange for people to mine the coal so that the people can have a warm winter."
The fifth one smiled gently and said okay.
After listening to Feng Qingsui's retelling, Ji Changqing couldn't help but ask a question that had been bothering him for a long time: "Where is your master from? How does he know so many new and unique skills?"
Feng Qingsui was also curious about this question.
She smiled and told him Diwu Qingqing's answer: "Master said she dreamed of another world, and these new and strange skills were all seen in that world."
Ji Changqing never doubted this.
Buddhism believes that there are three thousand great worlds. There may be another world outside the world they live in.
"I hope that one day we can also dream of that world."
He said casually.
Feng Qingsui's heart trembled.
If my sister, brother-in-law and Xiaoyi leave this world, will they wake up in another world?
"I hope so."
She said softly.
That way maybe she could look for her sisters.
The days passed by in a flash in the busyness.
In the blink of an eye, it was a hundred days later.
Emperor Qi and the princes were buried.
The wealthy families in the capital resumed their banquets, and the clan mansion invited relatives and friends to attend the birthday banquet for the old lady of the clan.
He had been keeping an eye on Dongji these days. Knowing that Feng Qingsui had close ties with the Zong family and would definitely attend the birthday banquet, she said to Ji Hongde, "The time we've been waiting for has arrived."
Just when he was about to take the final step, Ji Hongde hesitated.
"Isn't that a bit too frivolous?"
He hesitated.
"If this fails..."
He said sullenly, "Even if the plan fails, we won't be implicated. You've put so much effort into this, are you going to give up halfway? He's been regent for three months, but has anyone come to visit you?"
Everyone knows that Dongji and Xiji are not on good terms, and they would never risk offending Ji Changfeng by visiting Xiji.
Ji Hongde sighed.
"Forget it, let's give it a try."
He then made the arrangements.
On the day of the Zong Lao Madam's birthday banquet, Qi also went to the Zong Mansion with Feng Qingsui and Ji Changqing.
The clan residence was decorated with lights and filled with guests, and the birthday congratulations were one louder than the other.
Before the banquet began, Madam Zong held Feng Qingsui's hand, stood at the front of the table, and said to the guests with a smile: "Besides celebrating my birthday today, I have another happy event that I want to share with everyone."
The guests pricked up their ears, ready to listen, but saw an old servant hurriedly walk towards Madam Zong and Feng Qingsui. He said something, and Madam Zong's face darkened.
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