Emperor Qiwen's attitude towards Feng Jiu was always very cold, and he didn't pay much attention to her salutes.
After arriving here, his attention was all on the closed door.
The Grand Duke said impartially: "Sir, your Majesty is waiting for you."
Feng Jiu nodded, left from under the pavilion and walked to the door.
Inside, one of the palace maids opened the door and welcomed her in.
The name of this palace maid is Qingzhi, and she is about twenty-one or twelve years old. The older palace maid looks quite young, she must be in her thirties.
Last time, Fengjiu heard the Masked Lady calling her Qingye.
Green leaves and green branches, the name seems random, but it is quite flavorful.
Feng Jiu walked in. The Masked Empress was reading as usual. She seemed to particularly like reading military books. Is she someone who likes to study tactics?
How different are they from the concubines in the harem?
"I've met the empress." Feng Jiu went over, put the medicine box aside, squatted in front of the masked empress, and began to check her legs.
Although the Masked Empress never likes to talk, she is obviously a very impatient person, so don't say much else and be more direct, which is more to her liking.
Therefore, Feng Jiu immediately examined her legs as soon as she arrived, without even saying a polite word or even asking for any instructions. It didn't make people feel rude at all, but rather, it was neat and tidy.
This time Fengjiu used the medicine powder she brought to dissolve into a potion with a temperature of about 40 degrees. She first put the masked lady's legs into it and soaked it for half an hour. After that, she started massaging and finally pushed in the injection.
This method has basically never been used by anyone in this era.
The injection tube was custom-made by her, but even the most skilled craftsmen in the world could not make needles as slim as those of the 21st century.
The needle is too big, so it will inevitably be painful when injecting it. However, the Masked Lady's hamstrings have been necrotic for so many years, resulting in the degeneration of the nerves in her legs, so she basically can't feel any pain.
But this is the first time I have seen this method of acupuncture.
It seems a bit weird to actually inject medicinal liquid into the human body.
At first, Aoba and Aozhi were a little hesitant. They didn't know if it was really safe, so they both wanted to stop it.
But he is a miraculous doctor, and a miraculous doctor has a miraculous way of treating patients. If he were to interrupt, it might not mean that his last hope would be ruined.
In short, the whole process was very stressful and worrying, but also filled with a bit of expectation.
Feng Jiu injected the concoction into many places on the masked empress's legs. After that, she put away the silver needle and syringe, packed everything, and sat aside.
"Sir..." Qingye couldn't help but want to ask something, but he didn't know where to start.
Fengjiu's refusal to leave means that there is still something to do later, but what exactly are you waiting for now?
They don’t understand, and I’m afraid my wife doesn’t understand either.
"Don't panic, the concoction will take some time to be absorbed after it enters the body. I will give you acupuncture to activate your blood circulation later, but before that, you need to wait for the concoction to be absorbed first."
Although they may not understand the words used, they must understand the general meaning.
Feng Jiu added: "About half an hour."
After sitting here doing nothing for half an hour, Feng Jiu's eyes fell on the military book that the Masked Empress had just read.
"Want to read?" The masked empress glanced at her, caressed her with her long sleeve, and the military book fell into Feng Jiu's hand.
It fell lightly, as if it had no weight at all, but the book itself is not light.
Feng Jiu breathed out secretly. The skill of this masked empress was beyond her imagination.
She opened the military book, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "Manuscript?"
It turned out to be a military book written by myself, completely different from the copies on the market.
There was copying technology in this era. Although the technology was not advanced, it was still pretty good. Whether it was paper or handwriting, the workmanship was clear at a glance.
However, the Military Book of the Masked Empress is different. The handwriting is sloppy, and some places even have to be connected with the context to understand what the meaning is. At first glance, it is a first draft and has not been processed.
The masked lady didn't say anything, but took the tea from Qingzhi and tasted it.
Qingzhi also gave Fengjiu a drink, but Fengjiu was all focused on the military strategy and had no time to care about it.
It's not Sun Tzu's Art of War, nor the famous books that everyone is familiar with. It's a handbook that I've never heard of and has no reputation.
But in the battles listed above, every formation and tactics, compared with the scrawled terrain map, the explanations and formation methods are simply perfect!
It turns out that the war can be so big! It turns out that the army can be distributed like this!
Each battle was a battle in which a small number defeated a large number. All records were of the war deeds of this dynasty. Some were written based on the battle conditions at that time, and some were just theoretical knowledge.
Don't say that pure theory is meaningless. In fact, everyone who has seen it can analyze it. This is indeed the truth.
As long as you saw it and combined with the fighting situation at that time, if you were the person involved, you would definitely slap your thighs and secretly hate it. Why didn't you do this at the beginning? Why didn't you set up the formation in this way? Why didn't you think of this!
Strictly speaking, this is not a book of war, it is just a cover of a book of war. In fact, this cover is just used to protect the manuscript from being damaged as time goes by.
The first few battles were just the original contents of the codex. Halfway through, Feng Jiu discovered that the codex had been touched and someone had added something on the side.
There was no explanation, just some symbols and the like were simply added, but Feng Jiu could see clearly that this was the formation marked by the person who read the book later. It was actually more rigorous and more precise than the method of the person who wrote the book.
sharp!
"Empress, this mark, but you..." Feng Jiu raised her head suddenly and stared at the masked empress sitting on the chair, with an excited look on her face.
When I first looked at this manuscript, I thought that the person who wrote it was really awesome, but I didn’t expect that even more awesome people were yet to come!
I don’t know why, but I always feel that the mark was made by the hand of the masked lady in front of me.
The masked empress did not speak, but Qingye reminded her in a deep voice: "Sir, half an hour is up, can we continue?"
Feng Jiu was stunned, and then she realized that she had flipped through at least half of the entire notebook. It turned out that she had been reading it for half an hour without knowing it.
"Empress, this note..."
"Put it down." The masked lady's voice was not loud, but it was unquestionable.
Feng Jiu sighed lightly, feeling it was a pity. It would be great if she could take it back and look at it slowly, carefully, and study it carefully.
She respectfully returned the note to Qingzhi and put it away, then opened her medicine box again, took out the needle pack, and safely administered acupuncture to the masked empress to activate blood circulation.
