Love!

It was a young boy and girl, driven by youth and hormones, tightly combined, he was on the left, she was on the right, he was on the top, she was below, the budding heart, quietly turned into a spring rain, moistened the buds that fluttered all over the field, gently turned into wisps of spring breeze, even in this cold winter, it can blow the grass that is dewy in the wilderness green. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is when the farmers are happiest.

The fact that their children have begun to start a family and continue their offspring is enough to make these farmers happy with their backs to the loess. Moreover, in this gloomy and seemingly suffocating era, where can there be more hope than a newborn and a new life?

But it is not so easy to give birth to a new life.

Mothers have to conceive for ten months, to conceive this new life in their wombs, and there can be no collision or a little fatigue - but it is not always easy to do this, in the Middle Ages, the family of the average farmer was not allowed to feed an idler, so even the pregnant women had to work a lot, ploughing the land, planting the seedlings, and even plowing the ground as cattle and horses! (It's true!) In the Middle Ages, there were farmers who put ropes around their wives and let them pull their plows! ）

However, even after so many hardships, the strength of life is always shocking, and finally, the tenacious child in the womb survived all the difficulties, and the time for childbirth has come.

However, mothers have to go through one last test and give birth to their children.

Speaking of which, I sincerely hope that all book friends will never wear a metamorphosis when they travel to medieval Europe, although it is already miserable to cross into a poor farmer, but to cross into a poor farmer's wife...... All I can say is that this game is unplayable.

Because, in ancient times, when midwives delivered their children, their tools were not sterilized......

Imagine that a midwife, if you have difficulty giving birth and have to have a caesarean section, she uses a knife that has never been sterilized, which may be used to cut cattle and sheep, and there may be a little bit of blood or feces on it, and then they will take such a knife and break open your abdomen little by little...... Then take a needle and thread and sew the belly.

Okay, what is said above may only be some extreme cases, but I think even if it is just a possibility, no female compatriot would want to give birth to a monkey under such conditions, right?

Therefore, the mortality rate of women in ancient times has always been high, and the mortality rate of infants in ancient times was also very high, but in this era, as long as there is enough food to feed people, anyone is a precious labor force.

Therefore, the younger Earl Tang had to work hard to establish new health regulations to reduce the mortality rate of women and newborns.

First of all, it is required that all midwives must remember that they must wash their hands with hot water before giving birth, and the tools used for midwives must also be scalded with hot water before they can be used.

In ancient times, when there was no sterile room and no disinfectant, this method could only be used to kill some of the bacteria on the hands. There was also a cure, and the Count of Don completely forbade any random sawing of limbs, unless the operation was unanimously agreed upon by the three doctors - can you believe it, until the late Middle Ages, the Crusaders fought four or five times, but the doctors of Europa had not even learned a little of the advanced knowledge of the Arab doctors, and they were talking about foot pain and headaches.

It is no wonder that most of the later pirates of the Caribbean had a wooden stick tied to their hands, and their hands must have hurt if they could not find a woman on the ship......

Well, it's just a bad joke, but in Europa today, it is really difficult to find a qualified doctor, because the current doctors are all barbers, no wonder they are so quick to see their bodies, and they are used to cutting their hair!

But Count Don really had to find two qualified doctors, because he really didn't know anything about herbal medicine, and you can't expect an engineering dog covered in engine oil to know that...... This means that Count Tang needs to find two 'witches', or 'alchemists', first.

This is not difficult - although in the future, the Church will launch a massive persecution campaign in which all the 'witches' and 'alchemists' will be burned at the stake. But that was all during the Black Death, and it was believed that it was a witch-borne virus that caused such crazy things to happen.

Besides, where is this? This is the countryside of Europe, wild Ireland, if it is England next door, I am afraid that it is still a little valuable in the eyes of the Holy See, but Ireland, a place that is not even unified, and still maintains a lot of barbaric customs, and can't even pay a few gold coins in the eleventh tax, really can't enter the eyes of the Holy See.

So, it is quite simple to look for 'witches' here - some old women who know how to use herbs to heal the sick, 'alchemists' - who are now only craftsmen with some whimsical ideas.

Especially now that the prestige of the little Count Tang in the hearts of the peasants is not low, it can be said that it is quite high, and the peasants also trust him, this is even simpler.

Soon, the second course of the Earls of Donchester began.

In this year's program, students are not only learning literacy and numeracy, but they also add two electives, one for boys and one for girls. The boys are 'science' and the girls are 'nurses', both of which are even more difficult than literacy and numeracy, with a weekly practical lesson.

In this practical lesson, the boys usually make something by hand, and the girls are going to treat the sick, and as for where these patients come from, you can rest assured that the county of Desmond has been poor for so many years, and there are all kinds of strange diseases waiting for you to see.

In addition, the digging of the ditches is going very well, and there is no resistance from the peasants, who are accustomed to 'doing the sacraments', and it is expected that in a month or two the irrigation system that runs through the whole of Desmond will be formed, and by that time the grain production will increase further next year......

―――――――――― Episode: The Grand Duke's Revenge (2)――――――――

"Thank you very much for your hospitality, after all, I haven't eaten anything so good in a long time on the way away."

It was in the county of Bigephone in the Duke of Connaught, in the castle of De Roman Hale, that the Grand Duke of Murchid elegantly, well, finished eating a dish of suckling pig wrapped in goose, and then said this to Duke Eddard across from him.

(This is a famous Roman dish that is basically made with a suckling pig, then hollows out its body, and stuffs a whole goose with no hair, maybe no hair, into the suckling pig to be cooked.) ）

"It's not like you, my old friend, you're not the kind of person who would easily thank you, I thought you would fight with me first."

Duke Eddard, although his age is only forty years old, more than twenty years younger than the Archduke of Mulchid, but because the whole of Ireland is divided, the other dukes are still divided, and the Archduke is just the two of them, so they are still very familiar, and now this will, Duke Ed joked.

"No, I have a request for you now, and I am just a noble waste with the title of duke, where can I dare to be like before?" Grand Duke Mulchid sighed, and two tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, to be honest, it was quite pitiful to see such an old man in his sixties shed tears in front of him.

"I guess the story of my rebel son has spread all over Ireland by now, right? Alas, a lifetime of wisdom is ruined! ”

"My old friend, what do you want me to do? Do you want me to go to war with your son? You should understand that if I go to war with him, then it means that half of Ireland will be in flames! This kind of thing, if I don't have enough ......, I won't do it. ”

"Of course I understand this, so I came this time, not unprepared."

At that time, Grand Duke Murchid looked at Duke Ed on the other side, and knew that it would definitely not be possible today without paying a little price, but fortunately, he did have enough price.

"Dublin-Dublin, I know you've always wanted Dublin, and Dublin is under my control, and if you agree to send troops, I'm willing to give Dublin to you as compensation."

"Old friend, are you really willing to give up?" Duke Ed cried out in disbelief when he heard Archduke Murchid say this, but when he saw the Archduke's determined eyes, he knew that he was not lying to him: "I thought you would give me some gold coins or something, I am not greedy, these are enough, but Dublin, that's an earlland!" Why are you so generous! ”

"To you, Dublin may be precious, but to me, Dublin is a chicken rib." Archduke Murchid smiled helplessly, he was also reluctant, but his brain, which had become sober for the first time in twenty years, told him that this was an incomparably correct decision.

"Bigerforne and Dublin are connected by land, and it will be easy for you to manage it, but I have to cross three counties. And Dublin was built by the Vikings, and their culture is all Viking, and I have to spend a lot of soldiers and money every year to keep the law and order - but now, it's too late for me to protect myself, so I can still keep the law and order - of course, if you want to get it, you have to pay me some gold. ”

"Old friend, I have to admit that what you said makes a lot of sense." Duke Ed stood up and held a glass of mead: "So, we have a deal?"

"Deal!"

PS: Uninspired......