Great Zhou Empress

Xue Zhijing found the most powerful painter in the royal family, she dictated, and asked the painter to paint.

The final image, from Xue Zhijing's point of view, looks a lot like Yan Yi.

That is to say, she has a good memory, otherwise, how can she remember the people she met a few years ago at this time, and how can she make people look like them again.

Make multiple copies of this portrait and send it to the whole country to hunt down this Yan Yi.

At the same time, she also sent people to Jiankang City to find out who this Yan Yi was and who he was connected with.

This Yan Yi was known by Xue Zhijing when he was in Jiankang, and he didn't notice anything wrong with her at that time.Although Xue Zhijing loves to make friends, it seems that she has friends everywhere, and even this Yan Yi is considered familiar and can be called a friend, but after all, she is really unfamiliar. After leaving Jiankang City, she has never seen her again.

Xue Zhijing couldn't figure out why she came to assassinate him.

There is only one possibility, that is, she originally belonged to some organization, and her identity as the owner and chef of the restaurant was a cover for her.

It is easy to hide in a bright wooden warehouse, but it is difficult to guard against an assassin in the dark. The assassin hiding in such a dark place must be found out, otherwise he will feel uneasy.What's more, this person's force value is quite high.

Sun Miaoer came over to change Xue Zhijing's dressing.

Yesterday, Sun Miaoer sewed two stitches on Xue Zhijing with her stitching method. When changing the dressing, Xue Zhijing smiled and said to Sun Miaoer, "Look, there is still a scar here. It was yours when I was 13 years old. Grandfather sewed it."

Sun Miaoer asked, "But that year when the Maitreya Sect broke into the palace?"

"After that, I was organizing a polo match. On the polo field, there was an assassin assassinating the empress and the prince at that time. I happened to see it. I went up to help block it, and my arm was injured. After returning to the palace, the empress Let your grandfather come over and give me stitches. It was the first time I saw the technique of stitches, and I even drank a bowl of Mabosan. Your Sun family really has a long history."

Sun Miaoer smiled very lightly, put new golden sore medicine on Xue Zhijing's wound, and then re-wrapped it with a clean white cloth, "Yes, Mabosan and stitches are the unique skills of our Sun family. I wanted to learn it when I was young, but my grandfather and father didn't let me learn it."

"Why?" Xue Zhijing asked softly.

"Because I am a woman, I will always marry in the future. My grandfather and father are worried that my skills will be spread."

That's right, the technologies of this era are all self-cherishing, and most of them are passed on to men but not to women, and to daughters-in-law and not to women.Even if the heirs of this family are cut off, this skill will also be cut off, which is not a good thing.

"Then how did you learn it?"

Sun Miaoer replied in a calm tone: "Later I showed a strong medical talent, far surpassing my brothers, and then when I was only eight years old, I promised my grandfather and father that I would not marry in the future. If necessary, I will recruit a husband and son-in-law, and I will never let our family's skills spread to the outside world."

eight years old?Sure enough, Sun Miaoer is not like ordinary people.

Xue Zhijing sighed deeply, "It's not easy."

"I don't think there is anything. I have been born to be a doctor all my life. I am very satisfied if I have the opportunity to study medicine." Sun Miaoer finished Xue Zhijing's bandages and helped Xue Zhijing put on his clothes again.

Xue Zhijing smiled, "Is the imperial hospital still not letting you in? Do you want me to talk to your grandfather and other imperial physicians, such as entering the imperial hospital as a peripheral observer of the imperial physician? I think your current medical skills are worthy of having one." Comply with the identity of ability."

"No need, Your Majesty, that's not what I'm asking for."

Xue Zhijing looked at her, and could feel that Sun Miaoer was telling the truth, and there was something more in her heart, "Then what are you asking for?"

Hearing Xue Zhijing's question, Sun Miaoer's eyes flashed a faint starlight, which gave her aloof and down-to-earth look instantly.

"I want to be like the ancestors who discovered the meridians and acupuncture points of the human body, which can make a substantial progress in our current medicine. A few years ago, when I went to the border, I used the corpses of prisoners of war to conduct dissections, and I also treated various difficult and miscellaneous diseases. The pathology of the disease has been studied, but medicine has no boundaries, and I haven't made much progress."

This is also an ideal child.

Xue Zhijing smiled and asked, "It is a good thing to dissect the corpse. You should write down the research you have obtained, draw it into a picture, and teach it to more medical students. If you still need the corpse for research, I can help provide it." Well, there will always be some people who are willing to donate their bodies after their family members die, and it would be good to give some subsidies to their families at that time.”

Sun Miaoer nodded, "I do the dissection mainly to satisfy my personal interests. I have tried to explain this knowledge to the students, but many students find it hard to accept. Since His Majesty also agrees, I will take a step forward. Make it a big deal."

Xue Zhijing nodded and asked, "How is the Affiliated Hospital of the Royal Comprehensive University School of Medicine now? Have some good doctors come here, and have you seen many different patients?"

Sun Miaoer shook her head, "Probably because I, the dean, are not very trusted. There are not many people who come to see the doctor. They would rather go to the city to find those old doctors than come to me."

Sun Miaoer's gender and age are very restricted in the medical profession.

"However, a lot of rich families in the city ask me to see the gynecology department. It's probably because I used to treat the empress dowager Xiaoyiwen of the former dynasty all the year round. She is also a woman, and now her delivery skills have improved a lot. .”

Xue Zhijing couldn't help laughing. She felt that Sun Miaoer would be able to use dissection techniques in gynecology soon. Caesarean section?

Suddenly, she had an idea and asked Sun Miaoer excitedly, "Miaoer, I have an idea, would you like to hear it?"

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"There are many doctors in Bianjing, and most of the residents are well-off. They have many choices, so they may not choose your place as a place for treatment. I think, can you take your students around, mainly Seeing doctors for middle- and lower-class women in various places, but this may mainly focus on gynecology. But you also know that gynecology and related diseases are extremely rich, especially for middle- and lower-class working women. Without a doctor, the number of diseases on them may be unimaginable."

Sun Miaoer nodded. Indeed, at the bottom, those working women who seldom see a doctor can provide her with a lot of medical cases.

"Of course, for me, it is a good thing for you to go to their diagnosis and treatment. Now, the death rate of children is extremely high. They may be born weak due to the condition of the mother, or they are just born. Sometimes they didn’t do a good job in cleaning and sanitation, they got sick through the umbilical cord, or their parents didn’t have enough medical knowledge, and the children’s minor illnesses turned into serious illnesses, and they died like this. I hope you can take this trip to the working women at the bottom to maintain hygiene knowledge, treat their pre-existing diseases that they have endured for many years, and reduce the infant mortality rate.”

"I must do my best." Sun Miaoer was also aroused by Xue Zhijing's words of social responsibility. She was originally a doctor with a benevolent heart, but she just didn't have such an opportunity on weekdays. Now that she had such an opportunity, how could she not let Sun Miaoer be excited.Her perennially cold face is also softer.

"I also hope that you can find some women who are willing to study medicine among the people and teach them some simple medical skills, so that after you leave the local villages and towns, these women can still play the role of barefoot doctors and provide the local people with some of the most Basic treatment. If you see a talented person, no matter what the person's status is, you can invite him to come to the capital and become a member of your medical school. Slowly, I believe that the medical school will soon become an all-encompassing medical school. A general hospital with a large number of excellent doctors."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"As for the funds, I will contribute a sum, and then I will go to the big merchants in Beijing to contribute a little to form a fund." Xue Zhijing suddenly thought of a new trick, "I will build a Songzi Niangniang Temple in Bianjing City, Let all the rich families in the city come to worship, contribute some sesame oil money, and put them all into this fund. The rich families in the city are eager to have a child, and they are often willing to believe in these mystical things and let them help Helping them can be regarded as accumulating some merit for their future children."

Sun Miaoer: "..."

……

Don't look at Yan Yi's apathy, but she is also a mortal body, and being broken by arrows, it is also a great injury.

After Zhao Wutong rescued her, he quickly transferred her to his house in a village.

But she also had a headache after seeing Yan Yi's arrow wound.

Yan Yi was dripping with cold sweat and her face was pale.

She can run a long distance with her own spirit, but she can't control her blood and muscles, the body injury is too serious.

Zhao Wutong grew up at sea, and has experienced many hand-to-hand combats over the years. Although she has not suffered such serious injuries, she has seen others suffer.They lack medical treatment and medicine at sea, but they have some ways to deal with it.

She urgently boiled hot water for Yan Yi and prepared clean cloth towels.

But what she wants to use at this time is her most important thing, gunpowder.

The arrow passed through the body, and the signs were very bad, but Zhao Wutong had seen more serious injuries, so at this time, she was not too nervous, but sighed.

Although Yan Qi was injured, she didn't faint, and said to Zhao Wutong, "Please, please help me unplug it, life and death are up to you."

Zhao Wutong liked how she looked like a log, lowered his head and hooked his lips, and patted her face, "Don't worry, I will save your life, you can't die, but you have to suffer, but you have to remember, live Once you get down, your life is mine."

At this time, Zhao Wutong had a vicious air of a pirate, just like how she bullied Xue Zhijing at sea back then.It's true that a sea merchant is not long, and a rogue pirate is her essence.

After Zhao Wutong finished speaking, she held the position of the arrow with her hand, and twisted the arrow from the arrow shaft with force from left to right, and then she used scissors to cut off Yan Yi's front and back clothes.

At this time, the arrow shaft is still in the body, blocking the passage, and the blood has not yet flowed out. If the arrow shaft is pulled out for a while, blood will flow profusely. That is the most tense moment.

Zhao Wutong took a deep breath, held the arrow shaft on Yan Yi's back, and said softly to her, "Hold on!"

At this moment, she pulled out the arrow shaft with a sudden force.

Immediately afterwards, blood came out of the two holes after the arrow shaft was pulled away, gurgling.

Zhao Wutong threw the bloody arrow aside with a slap, and quickly poured a little gunpowder she had hidden into Yan Yi's wound.

"Oh!" Yan Yi snorted.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Wutong quickly stuffed a piece of cloth into Yan Yi's mouth, then took out the flint, and wiped out sparks, the sparks splashed on the gunpowder put in the wound, and instantly ignited the gunpowder.

"what---"

With a tragic and long sound, Yan Yi passed out from the pain.

Zhao Wutong didn't bother to look at her face, but leaned over to look at her wound.

Great, the bleeding stopped.

She giggled, sprinkled golden sore medicine on Yan Yi's wound, and bandaged it up.

Yan Yi's clothes were considered unwearable, so she cut them with scissors, then threw her into the charcoal basin, and finally threw her naked on the bed.

Yan Yi passed out, and at this moment she let her play like a fish, Zhao Wutong felt that his "operation" was done well, and he was in a good mood, so he touched Yan Yi by the way, and praised, "Not bad, It feels good."

What feels even better is that from now on, Yan Yi is hers, and she doesn't have to run after Yan Yi so hard, begging her to get on the boat and cook for her.

After hiding Yan Yi in the house, Zhao Wutong burned all the clothes on her body, and then changed his own clothes. If you just look at the clothes, basically the two of them are not the same as before.

She calmly walked out of the village house, ready to look around and plan how to take her away.

Sure enough, as she expected, searchers began to appear in the nearest town, and a portrait of Yan Yi was hung in the government office, yo, it looks quite similar.

It seems that if you want to take her away, you have to dress her up.

Zhao Wutong bought some daily necessities and went back.

Pushing the door open and entering the room, a cold sword was placed on her neck.

Zhao Wutong squinted his eyes and saw Yan Yi standing at the door with a pale face and trembling arms holding his sword.

She stretched out her fingers to separate the sword, "Oh, take it, it's me."

Only then did Yan Yi slowly put down the sword.

Zhao Wutong entered the room, turned his head to look, and laughed, "I said, Yan Qi, can't you find a dress and put it on yourself?"

Yan Yi supported the sword, walked back to the bed, sat down, and didn't feel embarrassed at all because of her naked body, "I'm also wondering, where did my clothes go?"

"I burned it for you. Your portrait has already been hung outside. You are wanted. You have raised it for two days. I will put on makeup for you and take you away." Zhao Wutong said with a smile, as if he didn't notice the wanted person outside at all. Seriously.

"Take me away?" Yan Qi looked at her and said in a daze, "No, I can leave by myself."

Zhao Wutong approached her with a smirk, like a benefactor of a brothel scanning the woman arranged by the bustard, "You leave? Have you forgotten what I said before I rescued you?"

Yan Yi thought about it hard, probably because the pain was too much at that time, and her memory was a little fuzzy.

"Come on, let me help you recall. I said, I will save your life, but after you survive, your life will be mine."

Yan Yi: "..."

In order to reassure the courtiers, Xue Zhijing went to attend the afternoon court with a calm expression.

The annual party at the Royal Comprehensive University was postponed because of her assassination, and Xue Zhijing planned to go there in two days, and also wanted to show them that although she was assassinated, she was still in good health.

In the city, except for the hunt for assassins, everything is as usual. Xue Zhijing doesn't want to disturb the people too much. If she goes too far, it will give people a bad impression and make people wonder if she is terminally ill. The dynasty has just been established, so people have to feel stable. That's good.

In the middle of the afternoon, all the courtiers paid attention to Xue Zhijing's health, and Xue Zhijing said that he was fine.

She also looked calm, her complexion was rosy, and she spoke with full of air, all the courtiers felt relieved.

But there are also those who are not at ease, and those who love to worry.

A minister stood up and said very sincerely, "Your Majesty, now that a new dynasty has been established, the politics will be clear, and the rivers will be clear and the sea will be clear. Your Majesty is in his prime, but accidents are inevitable. I implore your Majesty to plan for the century of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Select a man of the right age from the family of the fourth-rank officials and above, marry him, confer the title of emperor's husband, and have children with him, and spread the branches and leaves for the royal family. The sooner the emperor's heir comes, the sooner the court will be stable."

Some courtiers also echoed, "Your Majesty, I speak from the bottom of my heart. Although Your Majesty is in the prime of life, no one can predict whether things like today will happen again. If there are imperial husbands and heirs, the court will Be safe."

Xue Zhijing: "..."

Xue Zhijing felt that if he had a good temper, try another tyrant. Talking to these people is really unlucky.

In the afternoon, Xiao Liege seemed to come back from outside in a hurry.