The time soon came to the beginning of December of the eighteenth year of Chongzhen.

The Bi family in Shexian County finally sent someone over, but Chongzhen felt a little regretful that Bi Maokang, the author of the weapon diagram, had passed away last year, and it was Bi Maokang's disciple Zhang Jimeng and his two nephews who came.

Chongzhen met with Zhang Jimeng and the others in the Yilun Hall of the Guozijian, and Zhang Jimeng presented the latest version of the weapon diagram and said that Bi Maokang had modified some of the contents in it, such as the flintlock pistol.

Chongzhen made a simple assessment and found that Zhang Jimeng was a real talent and knowledgeable, and he was also familiar with firearms, but Bi Maokang's two nephews didn't know anything, so they came to ask for rewards.

Chongzhen gave Bi Maokang's two nephews five taels of silver each, and sent them away.

But Zhang Jimeng was left behind and was responsible for developing firearms, mainly grenades and god artillery.

"Zhang Jimeng, you look at this first." Chongzhen handed him a sketch of the grenade, waited for him to look at it for a few minutes, and then asked, "Can you make it?"

Zhang Jimeng said: "Back to the saint, this matter is effortless."

Chongzhen asked again, "If the body of the grenade is made of cast iron, what can you do to ensure that the body of the grenade is shattered and then broken into many small pieces?" Instead of just splitting into a few big pieces?"

"It's easy to hear." Zhang Jimeng said, "A number of criss-crossing grooves can be filed on the projectile body...... No, you don't need to file it, you can make raised ribs directly on the sand mold, and you can cast vertical and horizontal grooves when casting, so that the whole projectile body will not just be broken into a few large pieces after it is blown up."

Hearing this, Chongzhen was completely sure that Zhang Jimeng really understood.

At that moment, Chongzhen took out the sketch of the divine cannon again, and asked again, "You look at this again, can you make it?"

After reading it carefully, Zhang Jimeng said, "Saint, although this thing is similar to the Divine Fire Flying Crow, it seems to be different, mainly because the two wings of the Flying Crow are obviously different."

Chongzhen asked again, "I'm asking if you can make it?"

"It can be made." Zhang Jimeng affirmed, "But the cost will not be small."

"You don't have to worry about the silver, but you make it." Chongzhen said in a deep voice, "And the size and weight of each one must be as same as possible, not too different."

Zhang Jimeng said solemnly, "Students receive the will of God."

Chongzhen said, "From now on, you will be in charge of the firearms department."

Zhang Jimeng was overjoyed when he heard this, this time he was just here to present the new version of the weapon diagram left by the master, but he never thought that he would be left in the Internal Affairs Mansion by the Holy Lord.

At that moment, Zhang Jichang shook his head to the ground: "Minister Zhang Jimeng, thank Longen."

Chongzhen waved his hand and said, "Go to the Internal Affairs Office to find Ma Mingluo, and ask him to arrange personnel and venues for you as soon as possible, and then you can make these two firearms for me as soon as possible."

"The Minister's Command." Zhang Jimeng turned around and walked away quickly.

At this moment, the crown prince Zhu Cihong hurriedly came in.

"Father." Zhu Cihong said, "Erchen has to go back to the Kang Family Courtyard."

Chongzhen said, "But is the crown princess in poor health? I heard it all."

Zhu Cihong suppressed his excitement, shook his head and said, "Father, the crown princess is fine, she is happy."

"Is the crown princess happy?" Chongzhen immediately stood up, "So the Ming Dynasty will soon have the imperial grandson? This is a big deal, and I have to pay a visit."

Zhu Cihong said with some apprehension: "Father, not necessarily the prince."

"It doesn't matter if it's not the prince, it's the bloodline of our old Zhu family after all." Chongzhen responded on his lips, but he couldn't help but have some regrets in his heart, Li Xiangjun's land can't be said to be fertile, and he hasn't cultivated less in the past half a year, why hasn't there been any movement? Could it be that the rumors are true? Will the traveler automatically lose the ability to have children?

Hearing Chongzhen say this, Zhu Cihong breathed a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, he was really worried that the crown princess would give birth to a daughter, and his father would be unhappy.

When he went out, Chongzhen remembered it again and advised, "By the way, go to the medical school and call Fu Shan too, and let Fu Shan diagnose the princess's pulse again to see if there is any problem."

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Later, Gao Qiqian flew away: "Long live Lord, the old slave will go and please."

The Kangjia Courtyard was also built on the right side of the Qinhuai River, which is the wealthy area of Nanjing.

When Chongzhen's father and son arrived, Kang Wanwan and his wife and several sons had already arrived, and when they saw Chongzhen's father and son, Chongzhen couldn't help but greet them.

While talking, Fu Shan also rushed over with a medicine box on his back.

The medical school converted from the Baoguo Mansion is also not far away.

Seeing the maid of the Kang family put down the curtain, Chong Ben was a little unhappy.

This kind of red tape really makes people speechless, not letting the doctor look at the patient's complexion, just taking the pulse? Doctors must see a doctor, and it is indispensable to look at and hear and ask, otherwise it is easy to misdiagnose.

At that moment, Chongzhen shouted, "Remove the curtains."

The two maids hurriedly removed the curtains in front of the bed.

At this time, Chongzhen also saw Kang Xi lying on the bed.

He looks sick, and his complexion is not ordinarily bad.

Fu Shan looked at Kang Xi's tongue and complexion, gave her a pulse for a while, and finally asked the maid a few more questions, and his brows frowned unconsciously.

Seeing this, the hearts of everyone in the Kang family immediately lifted.

Zhu Cihong also asked Fu Shan anxiously: "Mr. Fu, I don't know ...... the crown princess."

"Hong'er." Chongzhen knew that the doctor was taboo and would not talk about his illness in front of the patient, so he immediately interrupted, "Don't hurry up and let people prepare pen, ink and paper."

"The sons are all painted in the lake." Zhu Cihong turned around and walked out.

Chongzhen and Kang Million also accompanied Fu Shan back to the front hall.

When he arrived in the front hall, Fu Shan said: "Shengshang, the crown princess's body is not in serious trouble, although her complexion is not very good, but this is only caused by her poor appetite after she is pregnant, and when her appetite is opened, she will be able to recover soon, but there is one thing that I can't help but worry about, the princess has a narrow pelvis, I'm afraid it will ......."

Chongzhen understands in seconds, which means that the crown princess is likely to have a difficult birth.

The old saying makes sense that a big butt is easy to give birth to, because a big butt means a wide pelvis, and it is not easy to have a difficult birth, but a thin body like the crown princess is easy to have a difficult birth, especially the first child.

Kang Million also understood, and his face suddenly changed: "How is this good?"

Chongzhen frowned and said, "Fu Shan, I remember that there are many records of caesarean sections in ancient books, right?"

"Huh? C-section?" Kang Million's face became more and more embarrassed, if he really wanted to open his abdomen, although the emperor and grandson could protect it, but his daughter could still be alive?

Fu Shan arched his hand and said: "Back to the saint, there is indeed a record of caesarean section, and there are many examples, the history of Dayu was born by caesarean section, and the "Historical Records Collection Explanation" also records that in the fifth year of Emperor Huang Chu of Wei Wendi, the wife of Qu Yong, a native of Runan, gave birth by caesarean section, and there are also records of caesarean section in the Tang Dynasty's "Beginner's Record".

Chongzhen said, "Then will you have a caesarean section?"

Fu Shan said, "I haven't done it before, but the minister can give it a try."

"Holy Lord, how can this matter be tried? I can't try." Kang Million was anxious when he heard this.

"Don't worry, in-laws, of course you won't try the crown princess." Chongzhen waved his hand and said, "Fu Shan, after the students of the medical school have completed their enrollment, you will immediately start experimenting with caesarean section, first try the hands of cats and dogs, if you encounter a person with dystocia, you will try boldly, and I will be responsible if something goes wrong!"

Surgery, especially caesarean section, must be promoted as a priority.

In ancient times, there was a saying that giving birth to a child was equivalent to a trip to the ghost gate, because the mortality rate of dystocia was too high.

Once caesarean section is widely available, maternal mortality will be greatly reduced.

Fu Shan replied solemnly: "Minister, I would like to receive the will."

Another merit!

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After another half a month, Nanjing ushered in another big event.

After more than three months, 1,000 recruiters finally returned to Beijing.

It was still the end of returning to Nanjing with a thousand recruiters

270,000 recruits for initial training.

The 270,000 recruits were placed in three barracks in Jinchuanmen, Shencemen, and Zhongfumen, which were originally barracks for the three major Beijing camps.

However, after Zhu moved the capital, the three battalions moved to Beijing, and these three barracks were abandoned.

By the time of the Chongzhen Dynasty, these three military camps had long since lost the atmosphere of the Hongwu Dynasty and turned into ruins.

Therefore, after a thousand Qinwang Shizi settled in with 270,000 recruited soldiers, the first thing he had to do was to repair the barracks, but this was nothing to Qinwang Shizi.

Such difficulties did not affect the enthusiasm of the scholars in the slightest.

After three months, the robes that once depended on each other in life and death met again, not to mention how intimate they were, and for a while, there was laughter and laughter between the broken walls.

"Brother Wanheng, you've lost weight."

"Brother Zhen, you have also lost weight."

"Running more than ten miles of mountain roads every day, can you not lose weight?"

"Me too, it's really tiring to wallow in the mudflats by the Yangtze River every day."

"Brother Zhen, your three sentinels look good, they're all quite big."

"That's no way, our grandmother's side raises people in the water and soil, and it's a big man, hehe."

"Although we are not tall in that place in Yixian, we are strong, we have to compare and see if the children of the Xu family in your grandmother's east are better, or the children of the Jiang family in our Yixian County are better."

"Okay, then let's compare and see whose soldiers are better."

Dozens of familiar men were gathering to talk, and there was a sudden uproar outside the barracks.

Immediately, a scholar rushed and shouted, "There is Brother Zhen, and Brother Xuanheng, the saint has come up!"

"The Holy Ascendant?" Xu Yingwei and Yan Yingyuan shouted at the same time, "Trumpeter, blow the assembly horn, all urgently assemble!"

In the next moment, the long rallying cry immediately rushed into the sky, and it spread throughout the entire barracks at once, and when the rallying cry was heard, the recruits who had been sitting on the ground to rest jumped up reflexively and began to line up.

When Chongzhen arrived, he saw that the barracks were already full of recruits like javelins.

I saw that these recruits were lined up in a phalanx, and there were thousands of them.