Chongzhen Daming: Starting from Coal Mountain

Time soon came to the beginning of December of the eighteenth year of Chongzhen.

The Bi family in She County finally sent someone over, but to Chongzhen's regret, Bi Maokang, the author of the weapon illustration, had passed away last year, and it was Bi Maokang's disciple Zhang Jimeng and his two nephews from the same family who came.

Chongzhen received the three of Zhang Jimeng in the Yilun Hall of the Guozijian, and Zhang Jimeng presented the latest version of the weapon illustration, and Bi Maokang modified some of the contents, such as the flintlock.

Chongzhen made a brief assessment and found that Zhang Jimeng was a man of real talent and knowledge and was familiar with firearms, but Bi Maokang's two nephews didn't know anything about it, and they came to ask for rewards.

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

But Zhang Jimeng was left behind and was responsible for the development of firearms, mainly grenades and cannons.

"Zhang Jimeng, look at this first." Chongzhen handed him the sketch of the grenade, and after a few minutes he looked at it and asked, "Can you make it?"

Zhang Jimeng said: "Return to the Holy Master, this matter is effortless."

Chongzhen asked again: "If the projectile body of the grenade is made of cast iron, how can you ensure that the projectile body is broken into many small pieces after being blown up? Instead of only being broken into several large pieces?"

"It's easy," Zhang Jimeng said, "you can file several criss-cross grooves on the projectile body... No, you don't need to file, you can directly make raised ribs on the sand mold, and it can be formed during casting. Cast vertical and horizontal grooves, if so, the whole projectile body will not be broken into only a few large pieces after being blown up."

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

Immediately, Chongzhen took out the sketch of the God Cannon again, and asked again: "Look at this again, can you make it?"

Zhang Jimeng read it carefully and said: "My lord, although this object is similar to the sacred fire flying crow, it seems to be different. The main reason is that 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 said affirmatively, "But the cost will not be small."

"You don't have to worry about the silver, you just need to make this thing." Chongzhen said in a deep voice, "and the size and weight of each one must be the same as possible, not too much difference."

Zhang Jimeng said solemnly: "Students would like to accept the will of the Holy One."

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

Zhang Jimeng was overjoyed when he heard the words, this time he was only here to present the new version of the weapon illustrations left by his master, but he never thought that he would be left by the Holy Majesty in the Ministry of Internal Affairs as a matter of course.

At present, Zhang Chengji bowed to the ground: "Minister Zhang Jimeng, thank you for your kindness."

Chongzhen waved his hand, and said again: "Go to the House of Internal Affairs and find Ma Mingtao, let him 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 takes orders." Zhang Jimeng turned around and left quickly.

At this moment, Prince Zhu Cihong hurried in.

"Father Emperor." Zhu Cihong reported, "I have to go back to the Kang family's other courtyard."

Chongzhen said: "But the Crown Princess is ill? I heard it just now."

Zhu Cihong suppressed his excitement, shook his head and said: "Father, the Crown Princess is safe, I am glad."

"Is the princess happy?" Chongzhen immediately stood up, "So Daming will have a grandson soon? This is a big event, and I have to go and visit." …

But Zhu Cihong said a little nervously: "Royal father, not necessarily the prince."

"It doesn't matter if it's not the prince, after all, it's the blood of our old Zhu family." Chongzhen replied, but he couldn't help feeling a little regretful. Little movement?Could it be that the rumors are true?Travelers will automatically lose their fertility?
Hearing what Chongzhen said, Zhu Cilang heaved a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, he was really worried that the imperial concubine would be unhappy if the princess gave birth to a daughter.

When going out, Chongzhen remembered again, and said: "By the way, go to the medical school and call Fu Shan, and ask Fu Shan to check the pulse of the princess again to see if there is any problem."

Gao Qiqian behind him flew away like flying: "Long Live Lord, I will invite this old servant."

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

When the Chongzhen father and son arrived, Kang Wanwan and his wife and several sons had already arrived. Seeing the Chongzhen father and son rushed to greet him, Chongzhen inevitably greeted them.

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

The medical school rebuilt by Baoguo Gongfu is also not far away.

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

This kind of red tape really makes people speechless. Can the doctor not see the patient's complexion and only take the pulse?When a doctor sees a doctor, it is indispensable to see, hear and ask, otherwise it is easy to misdiagnose.

At that moment Chongzhen yelled, "Remove the curtain tent."

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

Now Chongzhen also saw Kang Xi lying on the bed.

He looked sickly, and his complexion was not generally bad.

Fu Shan saw Kang Xi's tongue and expression, took her pulse for a while, and finally asked the maid a few questions, and his brows knit into a ball unconsciously.

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

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

"Lang'er." Chongzhen knew the taboo of doctors and would not talk about his condition in front of patients, so he interrupted immediately, "Hurry up and get someone to prepare pens, ink and paper."

"My subjects are all smeared." Zhu Cihong turned and walked out.

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

When he reached the front hall, Fu Shan said: "Your Majesty, the princess's body is not in serious condition. Although her complexion is not very good, it is only caused by her poor appetite after pregnancy. When her appetite is opened, she will take some supplements and soon It can be recovered, but there is one thing that I have to worry about, the princess's pelvis is narrow, I'm afraid..."

Chongzhen understood in seconds, which means that the princess is likely to have a difficult delivery.

There is an old saying that a big butt is good for giving birth, because a big butt means a wide pelvis, so it is not easy to give birth, but a thin body like the princess is easy to give birth, especially the first child.

Kang Wanwan also understood, and his expression changed drastically: "What should I do?"

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

"Ah? Caesarean section?" Kang Wanwan's face became more and more embarrassing. If he really had to cut his abdomen open, the emperor's grandson would be saved, but his daughter would still be alive? …

Fu Shan cupped his hands and said: "Hui Sheng, there are indeed records of caesarean section, and there are many examples. According to historical records, Dayu was born by caesarean section. It is also recorded in "Historical Records Collection" that in the fifth year of Huangchu, Emperor Wen of Wei, Qu Nan was born. Yong’s wife gave birth by caesarean section, and there is also a record of caesarean section in the Tang Dynasty’s "Beginners."

Chongzhen said: "Then do you know how to perform a caesarean section?"

Fu Shandao: "I haven't done it before, but I can try my best."

"My lord, how can I try this matter? I can't try it." Kang Wanwan was anxious when he heard this.

"Don't worry, in-laws, of course you won't try the princess." Chongzhen waved his hand and said, "Fu Shan, after the medical school students have finished their enrollment, you will immediately start experimenting with caesarean section, first try with cats and dogs, If you encounter someone with dystocia, try boldly, and I will be responsible for any problems!"

Surgical operations, especially caesarean section operations, must be given priority.

The reason why in ancient times there was a saying that giving birth to a child is equivalent to going to the gate of hell is because the death rate of dystocia is too high. Once a mother has dystocia, basically she can only save one, and sometimes she will die twice!
Once caesarean sections are popularized, the maternal mortality rate will be greatly reduced.

Fu Shan replied solemnly: "I sincerely accept the order."

Another merit!
……

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

After more than three months, a thousand recruiters finally returned to Beijing.

Along with 27 recruiters who returned to Nanjing, there were [-] recruits who had completed initial training.

The 27 recruits were placed in three barracks in Jinchuanmen, Shencemen and Zhongfumen. These three barracks were originally the barracks of the three major Beijing battalions.

However, after Zhu Chuan moved the capital, the three major battalions moved to Beijing, and these three military camps were abandoned.

By 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 Qin Wang Shizi brought 27 recruits to settle in, the first thing to do was to repair the barracks, but this was nothing to Qin Wang Shizi.

Such a little difficulty did not affect the enthusiasm of the scholars at all.

After three months, Pao Ze, who used to depend on each other for life and death, met again, not to mention how affectionate they were with each other. For a while, there were laughter and laughter among the ruined walls.

"Brother Boheng, you've lost weight."

"Brother Zhen, you have also lost weight."

"Running on the mountain road for more than ten miles every day, can you not lose weight?"

"Me too, I'm really tired of rolling in the muddy beach by the Yangtze River every day."

"Brother You Zhen, you three sentinels look good, they are all quite big."

"That can't be helped. Our grandma's side supports people with water and soil. All the big men are born, hehe."

"Although our place in Yi County is not tall, we are strong. Let's compare later to see whether the children of the Xu family in your grandma are better, or the children of the Jiang family in Yi County are better."

"Okay, then let's compete to see whose pawn is better."

Dozens of acquaintances were talking together, when there was a commotion outside the barracks.

Immediately a scholar rushed over and shouted loudly: "Brother Zhen, and brother Muheng, the Holy Spirit is here!"

"The sage is coming?" Xu Yingwei and Yan Yingyuan shouted at the same time, "Trumpeter, blow the rallying call, all must gather urgently!"

In the next moment, the long sound of the assembly horn immediately rose into the sky, and spread throughout the entire barracks. Upon hearing the sound of the assembly horn, the recruits who had been sitting on the ground jumped up reflexively and began to line up.

When Chongzhen arrived, he saw that the barracks were filled with recruits like javelins.

I saw these recruits lined up in square formations, there were thousands of them.