This year is the sixth year of Zhengde, 1511 AD. Christopher Columbus landed on the American continent in 1492 and brought back some local specialties. Maybe you have the potatoes, sweet potatoes, peppers you need, or something, right?

Zhengde's move is really good. The information and navigation charts of Zheng He's treasure ship were burned by Liu Daxia. A while ago, the ministers were relieved and unanimously decided to open the sea. But when Zhengde asked about Baotu, he was half angry. A group of ministers also pumped their chests, eager to eat Liu Daxia.

But Liu Daxia is old, and he is one of the three gentlemen in the Hongzhi period, even if Zhengde wants to burn him, but he has to endure his anger and re-order, so that the whole country can contribute all kinds of shipbuilding maps, ancient books and navigation charts in the Song Dynasty.

In addition, I also found a family of craftsmen with a heritage, trying to build a few large ships for real voyages.

More than a ship, it is the nautical charts that are more desirable. Every time he talks about this, Zhengde has to scold Liu Daxia.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians, more than ten years of hard work were burned by this bastard. How much money does this cost, how much does it cost? Now I have to start all over again, step by step.

The nautical charts of the Song Dynasty can only be used as a reference. After all, it's been all these years, who knows if anything has changed at sea? Just look at the Huai River area. Since the end of the Song Dynasty, after the Yellow River seized Huai, that rich land has become a barren land, and there are always floods, which is only more than a hundred years.

So Zhengde wants two miscellaneous hair buckets, so that he can make a profit from it, maybe he can also get other countries' navigation technology, drawings, navigation charts or something?

An earthquake made other people's attention to Jian Ning less, and she also put away her mind to continue to challenge the scholar class.

It's June, and it's estimated that production will be due in August. Jian Ning paid attention to her diet during this time, there was no caesarean section in this era, and the child was more nutritious, which was not necessarily a good thing. So she has to ensure the nutrition of her and her children, but also can't eat too much, which is also quite a problem.

The closer she got to giving birth, the more nervous she became. I can also understand Xi'er's mood at the beginning.

By the end of July, her belly was already growing, and the atmosphere in the palace had become tense. The midwife and the imperial doctor are like facing a great enemy, you know, this is the first child of the Son of Heaven, and the palace attaches great importance to it!

The Empress Dowager even went out of the palace to Zhihua Temple to pray for blessings, and asked the Son of Heaven to sue the Taimiao Temple, praying for the blessing of the ancestors, and Jian Ning could give birth to the successor of the Ming Dynasty in one fell swoop.

At this time, the serialization of the Great Qin Empire in the newspapers was also coming to an end, and the books would be sold next month. All this made Jian Ning a popular figure in the capital, and the imperial envoy wanted to say a few more words, but when he saw the sinister faces of several cabinet scholars, he shrank back.

The August day was already a bit chilly. The extreme weather during the Xiaoice River is becoming more and more obvious, and according to Aunt Wu, in previous years, she still wore a thin shirt at this time, but now she has to wear a thin jacket.

Jian Ning thought about the future generations and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In the future, August is about the ninth month of the solar calendar, and the air conditioner will be turned on at home at that time. The Ming Dynasty was getting colder and colder, but the later generations were getting hotter and hotter, and I just hope that the Spaniards and Portuguese will bring potatoes and other things next year.

Only when you are full can you talk about ideals!

On the seventh day of August, it is advisable to move and get married.

It was a good day. Jian Ning, who had eaten breakfast, was eating in the courtyard of Chengqian Palace, and the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother had exempted her from asking for peace, but she was not very "peaceful" and did not want to stay in bed, so she still insisted on taking a walk after eating.

This is conducive to production, and the ancients completely thought about it.

After walking for a while, I felt a little sweaty, so I went back to the house, and I was just about to pick up a pen to write but felt a little faint bloating in my stomach. I didn't care about it at first, but when production was approaching, there was always such a situation. But after writing a few lines, she felt that her stomach was swollen so much, she instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly said to Aunt Wu: "Aunt Wu...... Me, I look like I'm going to start ......"

Wu Yuniang and Cui Yupu couldn't wait to stick their eyeballs to Jian Ning recently, and they found the problem as soon as there was a change, so they knelt down busily, "I'm afraid it's going to start, don't worry, the midwife and the imperial doctor are waiting in our palace, and the slave and maid will help you go to the delivery room." Xiao Puzi, quickly, go and inform Your Majesty, the Queen, the Queen Mother, Niangniang is going to start! ”

"Ouch!"

As soon as the words were finished, Jian Ning screamed and grinned: "This, child, you are really coming out, help me to the delivery room." ”

Wu Yuniang couldn't wait to kneel down for her master. Don't forget to laugh at this time, you deserve to be the master!

Bizhu and Angelica dahurica look very calm. has served the eldest wife to give birth once, and they are not rookies in the workplace. Seeing Aunt Wu helping the girl to the delivery room, she directed everyone to boil water and serve things.

Zhengde, who was discussing with the ministers in the warm pavilion, seemed a little absent-minded. The imperial doctor said that Yun Shu's delivery date should be in these few days, her person is so thin, and her belly looks not small, she always feels relieved, so she is also a little absent-minded.

Yang Tinghe coughed lightly and said; "Your Majesty, the people of Yongsheng have felt the kindness of the court, and they have written 10,000 books, which is the heart of the people, and they should be announced to the world."

Seeing that Zhengde didn't react, Yang Tinghe coughed lightly twice, and Zhengde finally reacted, only to see him glance at Yang Tinghe, and said: "The imperial court's disaster relief is a proper move, and this also has to be announced to the world?" ”

"Your Majesty has a point."

Li Dongyang Road; "Your Majesty's benevolence is the blessing of the Ming Dynasty. Just want to break the control of the Tusi over the Turen, but this proclamation has to be issued......"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Zhang Yong rushed in with Cui Yupu, "Chengqian Palace, Chengqian Palace is launched, launched!" ”

"What?!"

Zhengde was overjoyed, and he got up again and again and walked out.

"Your Majesty!"

Yang Tinghe shouted, "Your Majesty's proclamation ......"

"Mr. Xiya is always planning for the country, so let Li Qing's family handle this matter."

Looking at Zhengde's hurried departure, Li Dongyang and Yang Tinghe glanced at each other, shook their heads, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid that Jieyu is going to be a concubine this time." ”

"I'm afraid it's a concubine."

"Rise to this level of ...... in a year"

"Jiefu, I don't have to worry about Your Majesty's family affairs. The old man has observed for many days, Jian Jieyu is loyal and upright, has the style of a scholar, and is not a person who wields power. I'll just observe carefully, don't go to trouble someone, she can make His Majesty feel at ease and go to court is the greatest credit. ”

Yang Tinghe was stunned for a while, and then said, "Mr. is right, the student has been taught." It's just Jiao Fang's ...... thing."

"Let him be happy for a few more days, Jian Jieyu's eyes can't tolerate such a villain......"

Li Dongyang pursed his lips and smiled, although he felt that Jian Ning was a demon in his heart, but he felt that she and Liu Jin were not all the way. How much power does a person who even the Son of Heaven have to refuse?

It's just that she seems to have a dream to come true, what could it be? He's looking forward to it.

Slowly walking out of the warm pavilion, a ray of sunlight sprinkled along the eaves, plastering his hair with a warm color, Li Dongyang put his hand on the pergola, looked at the sky, and muttered: "I hope I am a healthy little prince......"

Later generations divided pain into ten levels, and the generation is the existence of more than ten levels. Jainning now felt that life was worse than death. At first, it was bearable, and the pain was also bursting, but in the back it became tighter and tighter, and the whole back hurt as if it was about to fall, and there was even a feeling of wanting to vomit, which was a natural physiological reaction that the pain had exceeded the limit.

She clung to the rope tied to the high place, and only when she came to ancient times would she know that lying down and giving birth to a child in film and television dramas was fake. In ancient times, there was a special way to give birth to children, and they were all born vertically.

Because in this way, the birth can be smoother and the difficult birth can be reduced. Therefore, only pregnant women need to arrange the delivery room, and Xi'er's delivery room was also arranged like this.

A thing like a sofa bed, with high pillows behind it that one can lean on, but sit. There is also a special wooden frame on either side of the farrowing bed, on which hang two ropes, which are grasped by the pregnant woman in order to exert force.

In addition, straw, wheat straw and other materials were laid under the mattress. It is said that this is a rule that has been passed down since ancient times, and the purpose is to make it easy for children to feed. The child is delicate, how inauspicious is it to land directly? Therefore, it is necessary to lay these, so in ancient times, there were names such as "sitting on the grass", "on the grass", "in the grass", and "falling on the grass".

When laying the grass, the corresponding mantra should be recited, and at the same time, the birth charm should be posted in the delivery room, and seahorses, horse bits, etc. should be placed.

When Xi'er gave birth, Jian Ning obeyed Zhang's mother's arrangement, and when she gave birth, the delivery room was arranged by the Queen Mother, and there were so many tricks that it was dazzling.

In fact, if you want Jian Ning to say, as long as there are a few experienced stable women, nothing else matters.

She has taken care of Wen Po, the first umbilical cord cannot be bitten, it must be cut with scissors; Second, the scissors must be boiled in boiling water, then soaked in white wine, and wiped clean before use.

When she said the first one, Wen Po's face turned white, and she said, "Tianjia is all dragon sons and dragon grandchildren, where do you dare to bite the dragon's umbilical cord?" ”

Jian Ning thought about the expressions of others, and couldn't help but feel a little like a fool. This heavenly family is the most noble, and at this time, it is estimated that it has already had its own set of theories, right? It has nothing to do with science, it is the relationship between dignity and inferiority.

I'm so worried!

But fortunately, Wen Po also said that she must do what she said, so she can give birth with peace of mind.

It's just that she didn't expect to give birth to a child so much, it hurt her for more than eight hours, and when Zhengde was so anxious that she was about to rush in, she heard the steady woman shout in surprise: "It's open, it's open, it's all open, it's all open, it's all open, it's going to be harder!" ”

As soon as Jian Ning heard this, she knew that the time had come to really test her. She couldn't delay any longer, she was busy enduring the pain, drank a mouthful of ginseng soup, and tried to take a deep breath, and after nearly half an hour, she suddenly felt that the pain was intense and unbearable, and she couldn't help screaming, but Wen Po shouted: "Niang Niang Mo shouted, I see, I see, I see the prince's head!" Mother, save your strength, work hard! It's coming out, it's coming out! Hard, hard! ”

"Ahh

Jian Ning dragged the cloth towel tightly, the green tendons on her forehead exploded, and she suddenly felt a burst of relaxation, and an indescribable feeling spread over her body, as if she had finally opened her breath somewhere, and the feeling that the breath she was holding had finally gone out.

"Wow!"

The baby's loud cry sounded in her ears, and Wen Po said happily: "Congratulations to Niangniang, congratulations to Niangniang, she is a little prince!" ”