"Concubine Cui is now pregnant again, and the emperor and the empress can't bear to blame her." Concubine Shu carefully put on eye drops, "Fortunately, Concubine Li has a very amiable temperament and has never argued with Concubine Cui."
Yes, the draft has just ended, and my concubine was diagnosed with pregnancy. She is only three months old now, which is an unstable time.
The second princess had just turned one year old, and there was another concubine. It is said that this time she was very acidic, and she even shouted everywhere that she must be an elder brother.
It’s ridiculous, Hong Zhou has enough sons!
Of course, there is no such thing as too many days.
"It's hot, let her stay behind closed doors to raise her fetus." Shu Jin knew that it would be difficult to reprimand Cui's concubine after the queen was separated, so he told Zhang Shoufa with a straight face to convey her wishes.
If the fetus is unstable, take good care of it.
"嗻!"
As the empress dowager, she is basically invincible in the harem.
The high-spirited Cui Concubine immediately withered away, and the rumors of her being charming and seducing the Lord were instantly eliminated. Cui Concubine never appeared in front of others until she gave birth.
In the Forbidden City, I will appear on stage after you sing.
Compared with the harem of the former Emperor's dynasty, in Shu Jin's view, the harem of the Taihe dynasty was as good as children fighting.
I just never thought that the rank of Gongdou would be upgraded quietly.
After Concubine Cui gave birth to her seventh brother, the Queen and Concubine Xian became pregnant one after another. In this year, the Queen was nearly thirty years old. Coupled with the continuous childbirth in her early years, her body was not as strong as when she was young.
Shu Jin was unwilling to take charge of his son's harem, so the queen appointed Concubine Shu to assist in the affairs of the palace.
Concubine Shu certainly has some ability to manage things, and it was harmonious for a while.
As for Shu Jin, in addition to paying attention to the progress of the abolition of foot binding, she took the time to silently write down the knowledge she learned in her previous life - she hesitated for a long time, after all, she could not explain where she obtained these "wonderful skills".
But the many scandals caused by the abolition of foot binding gradually made her determined.
It is true that foot-binding can be abolished in good families. If foot-binding is strictly abolished, scholars will not dare to marry women with bound feet, nor will they dare to bind their daughters' feet.
However, some people's disgusting needs cannot be eliminated, so they go to prostitutes and actors.
The abolition of the foot-binding order has indirectly made those industries popular!
It is already extremely miserable for the children of poor families to fall into prostitution, but they have to be bound in order to cater to the habits of those people.
Shu Jin was very angry, but had almost nothing to do! Because how could this profession be deposed in the feudal era?
Even Hong Zhou didn't really want to have his feet bound.
"There is nothing wrong with this. As time goes by, everyone will regard footbinding as lowly!" If things go on like this, serious people will no longer bind feet.
Shu Jin smiled bitterly, how many people in the world are willing to fall into the trap of happiness?
Fengyue Place is a cancer that should not exist!
But in this era, it is absolutely impossible to eradicate this cancer.
Because this era is so backward, there are always people who are so poor that they can only survive by selling their children and daughters!
The more backward the times, the lower the status of women.
If we can make this era a little better - if we have enough food and clothing, we can know the etiquette, and if we have enough food and clothing, we can know the honor and disgrace, then we can make women's lives a little better, right?
"Hongzhou, please promise me one thing. If an official commits adultery in the future, I will punish him in any way. The only thing is, don't punish his wife and daughter by consigning him to a happy family."
Hong Zhou was stunned for a moment, and thought it was his mother-in-law's fault for being kind again. Thinking that it was not a big deal, he nodded, "My son will just promise you."
Hong Zhou whispered again: "Empress Huang, why are you always so depressed recently?"
Why?
Shu Jin sighed quietly, even if it was her own son, there was still a gap between him and him.
"That's all." Shu Jin stood up and took out a pile of information that he had been writing for a long time from the drawer. He handed it to Hong Zhou, "Take it back and have a look. It might be useful."
Hong Zhou looked down and saw "Cement Manufacturing Method" written clearly on the first piece of rice paper.
"What is cement?" Hong Zhou frowned.
Shu Jin said calmly: "Go back and read it slowly. I wrote it in great detail."
She didn't bother to explain, "I'm tired."
Hong Zhou always had a thousand questions, but to his mother, who looked tired, he had no choice but to put these things in his sleeves for the time being, "Then son, please leave now."
After the things were given out, Shu Jin seemed to be relieved.
She was the empress dowager anyway, she didn't want to say it, not even the emperor could force her.
This identity is really great.
It's a pity that she didn't study hard back then. She has forgotten most of the knowledge after traveling so many years. Now that she has written more than ten pages, she really has not left a drop of it.
I hope Hong Zhou can make good use of it.
After Hong Zhou returned, he was not in a hurry to study. Instead, he finished his business first and then picked up the lamp to observe.
Hong Zhou didn't know that at this moment, a ghost of his own father floated slowly over - Prince Yi had already fallen asleep, and Yong Zheng was very bored, so he came to take a look at his biological son again.
I thought that at this hour, this brat would either be reading the cards or falling asleep, but he was actually working hard today. Let Naigong take a look, what do you see - huh?
Why does it seem to be Geng's handwriting?
As for the content...why is it so incredible?
The father and son had almost identical expressions at this moment.
Cement manufacturing methods, artificial egg hatching methods - these are all very detailed, and some even have sketches, giving the impression that they can be reproduced just by following them.
In addition, there are pearl farming, ginseng planting, sow postpartum care... Ahem! The content is relatively brief, which makes people wonder if it is nonsense.
There is also an overview of punctuation marks and pinyin - this does not need to be verified. One person and one ghost learned it on the spot after watching it, and then both of them were in awe.
There is also a method of making pencils, which involves mixing graphite and clay and pressing it into a thin core, which is then stuffed into wood - Hong Zhou said, why is it so laborious?
"This mulberry fish pond is quite good." As a feudal emperor, he was very fond of this good thing that could increase agricultural output.
Even the dead Emperor Yongzheng nodded his head.
Hong Zhou read page after page, until the last page he wrote only one line: 10% sulfur, 15% charcoal, 75% potassium nitrate.
Hong Zhou naturally knew what this was. Isn't it something for making fireworks? It could also be used to make cannon shells, but the ratio seemed to be somewhat different from the Hongyi shells of the Ministry of War.
Thinking of this, Hong Zhou suddenly froze. Is it possible that this is the best ratio?
How could the Queen know this?
How could Mr. Geng know this?!
The father and son felt a storm in their hearts at the same time.
Hong Zhou murmured: "Ask the weapons supervisor to give it a try..."
Then Hong Zhou yawned loudly. He was too sleepy. I will sleep for a while. If I don't sleep, it will be dawn.
Then Hong Zhou went to bed with a relieved heart.
The dead ghost Yongzheng:......
"Asshole! Go find Mr. Geng right away and ask for details!" His Majesty the Ghost ran wild on the spot.
