Under the personal supervision of the old lady, after seven days of acupuncture, the cervical spondylosis of the embroidered ladies had indeed improved. Princess Zhenguo fulfilled her promise and announced that she would try the medical skills of these new doctors to treat head wind syndrome.
This move attracted many people to watch. They all said that the princess of Zhenguo didn't want to die. She dared to ask these doctors to treat her. There were many imperial doctors in the palace.
Headache is a stubborn disease, and it occurs on the head. If not treated properly, it will be life-threatening for her at such an old age.
The royal family members and imperial ministers also came to persuade them one after another. Knowing that it was Yuan Qingling's idea, they accused each other secretly.
No matter what outsiders said, the eldest princess of Zhenguo came to the old lady's clinic that day. After checking her pulse, she arranged for acupuncture.
The family members who accompanied the eldest princess were very worried. They asked many questions to the doctor who came to perform the acupuncture, and even tried to hinder him.
The eldest princess became angry and gave an order, "Everyone, please get out and just stay outside. No one is allowed to disturb you."
"Mother" Cui, the eldest son's daughter-in-law, came forward to advise, "It's better to be cautious. If you want to use acupuncture, the imperial doctor also knows how to use it. It's better to ask the imperial doctor to come to the mansion for treatment."
"Why are you talking so much? I asked you all to go out. You can't listen to what others say, right?" the eldest princess of Zhenguo said angrily.
Yuan Qingling stepped forward and said, "Madams, don't worry. Although these doctors have not yet practiced medicine, they are very skilled in acupuncture. They practiced it every day when they were in the academy. There will be no problems. Don't worry."
Mrs. Cui was resentful towards Yuan Qing Lingpo, "That's what I said, but an accident really happened. Who can be responsible for the Crown Princess trusting them so much? Why don't you try it yourself?"
"I am responsible for myself," the eldest princess said angrily, and gestured to the mothers-in-law to drive them out.
With no other choice, everyone could only stay outside, and some people gathered outside to see if these doctors were really proficient in acupuncture.
The eldest princess of Zhenguo was sitting on a chair. A doctor came forward and rubbed her trigeminal nerve for a while, then said, "Princess, the acupuncture has begun. Please lean back and don't move for the moment."
The eldest princess slowly leaned on the back of the chair and held the armrests with both hands. It could be seen that she was still a little nervous.
Yuan Qingling stepped forward and held her hand, saying, "Don't be afraid, princess, the acupuncture is the same as before."
"I know," the eldest princess said, slowly closing her eyes and waiting for the moment when the needle tip pricked her scalp.
After waiting for a while, she still didn't feel anything. Instead, the hands were still rubbing the acupuncture points on her head. She was slightly stunned in her eyes, "Why haven't you started yet?"
After all, they are newcomers, so they probably need to be precise about acupuncture points, but if they are so hesitant, people outside will look at them and think that their medical skills are not good enough.
Yuan Qingling smiled and said, "Princess, the acupuncture has been performed."
The eldest princess was startled and said, "The acupuncture is done."
The woman next to her smiled and said, "When you were talking to the Crown Princess just now, the doctor had already administered the injection. Didn't you feel it?"
The eldest princess now felt that some of the blood on the top of her head was stagnant and her scalp was a little heavy. She had this feeling when applying the acupuncture. She smiled slightly, looked at Yuan Qing and said, "That's really good. I didn't like it in the past."
When acupuncture is applied, it is more painful when the tip of the needle pricks."
"They used small needles, so the pain was not obvious." Yuan Qingling glanced outside. Dozens of people were looking at them. Several of them looked evasive. They must be people sent by other medical clinics. Many of them were sent by other medical clinics.
Maybe it was sent by Princess Huiping.
Yuan Qingling calmly withdrew her eyes. Princess Huiping was still stubborn, afraid that something would happen again next.
After the acupuncture on the first day, the eldest princess said that the situation was slightly relieved and she was looking forward to the next day.
After the eldest princess left, the few student doctors came out and maintained order as before, allowing people to come in for medical treatment.
His expression was neither special nor arrogant.
After Yuan Qingling said a few words to her grandma, she went back.
Lao Wu is also busy with other things now. He led people to inspect the warehouse of the Ministry of War and found that there were many weapons that he had never seen before, so he drew pictures of them and showed them to Yuan Qing Ling.
After Yuan Qingling looked at it, he found that it was actually a weapon made of gunpowder. It was a bit strange, "Co-author, gunpowder has been used in the past."
"No." Yu Wenhao is a military commander. He doesn't know what happened decades ago, but there is no such thing in the past ten years.
"But look at the firecrackers and grenades, which are relatively powerful weapons. Of course, they are still incomparable with the chariots developed by Da Zhou. Da Zhou's chariots can carry gunpowder weapons." Yuan
Qing Ling said.
Yu Wenhao was secretly surprised, "These are all in the cellar of the armory. They have been piled there all these years. There is indeed some gunpowder, but it has become damp and cannot be used."
"Why don't you ask Xiaoyao Gong or Chief Assistant if they have used gunpowder to make weapons before." Yuan Qing Ling said.
"If there is, then we don't have to rely on the Great Zhou. After all, the road is far away and transportation along the way is inconvenient." Although the Great Zhou and the Northern Tang are now friendly countries, there is no permanent peace between countries, and the Northern Tang will always be the enemy.
Developing his own military strength is what Yu Wenhao wants to do.
It's not that he can't trust Jingting, but Jingting can't completely represent the Great Zhou Dynasty. Even if he can, he and Jingting will die one day. It's hard to say whether today's friends will become enemies in the future.
Even if they are friends, they should be equally matched.
Yu Wenhao didn't waste any time and immediately went into the palace to find the three giants and asked about the weapons in the warehouse of the Ministry of War.
The Supreme Emperor looked at the drawings he brought and smiled lightly, "These were developed by Prince Anfeng and his wife. They were only used once on the battlefield. Later, Emperor Huizong issued an order that these weapons could no longer be used and destroyed the vast army.
Part of it, I didn’t expect there were still some in the warehouse.”
Yu Wenhao was shocked, "Why?"
The Supreme Emperor said, "Master Hui Zong is kind and feels that these weapons are too lethal and have too heavy a killing effect. God will anger the Northern Tang Dynasty, so he issued a decree to destroy these weapons."
After hearing this, Yu Wenhao felt extremely regretful. If Beitang continued to develop these weapons, it would most likely be the same situation as before, surpassing the chariots developed by Dazhou.
Thinking that the Northern Tang Dynasty originally had a strong military force, but now it could only rely on the Zhou Dynasty, Yu Wenhao felt unspeakably annoyed.
The Supreme Emperor saw his thoughts and said, "If you want to develop these weapons again, please discuss it with your father. There is no need to ask Gu. I will not approve or object to it."
After all, Hui Zongye is the father of the Supreme Emperor. The Supreme Emperor has to abide by his will, and he cannot make the decision to continue research and development.
Yu Wenhao understood and said, "My grandson is going to talk to his father. If he agrees, he may have to ask Prince Anfeng for advice."
"Go ahead." The Supreme Emperor raised his hand.
Seeing Yu Wenhao bowing and exiting, and then looking at the drawings on the table, he slowly reached out and picked them up. This was something he had always regretted after being in office for many years. To be continued