I engaged in modernization in ancient times

When Mo Shaoheng left from the eldest princess Zhao Jinhe, he left behind a stack of papers.

The eldest princess Zhao Jinhe also took him to a martial arts competition, wanting to experience Spring and Autumn fingering, saying that she was wearing red makeup, and she was waiting for one day to gallop on the battlefield like her general from Beiliang.

Mo Shaoheng wiped away bitter tears, it was all the sins he did in the past.

For that stack of paper manuscripts, Mo Shaoheng repeatedly told him not to read until after he left.

At first, everyone thought that Mo Shaoheng had left some copybooks for them. After all, everyone in Liangjing knew how superb Linjiangxian's handwriting was. They heard that the little fat guy Zhao Jingcheng was reluctant to burn the copybooks he got when things happened. A few pieces of writing, and lied to people every day that they had been thrown away.

The characters are naturally good characters, which is amazing to read.

When I looked at the content, I couldn't help but look crazy.

His face was also slightly red.

Mo Shaoheng has already written with the most serious words, but women in this era are somewhat shy about such things, which is one of the reasons why Mo Shaoheng chose this method instead of explaining on the spot. Although he is a doctor, he He is also a man, and the times do not allow it.

It's the best way to get the best of both worlds.

Although these noble girls blushed, they still couldn't move their eyes.

It is written above that these things are things that all women in the world will experience, and they are nothing more than normal things.

Some people who read the manuscript suddenly realized, and some seemed to be enlightened.

"I see."

When they encountered many things, they thought they had some strange disease, and they dared not tell others, and they were worried and frightened. They still have lingering fears, especially when they encountered these things for the first time.

Only now do I realize that it's not that they are weird, but that it's something that women all over the world will go through, and it's perfectly normal.

Someone said, "His Royal Highness, wait a minute... can I make a copy later?"

The manuscript said that every woman in the world should have a copy of this book, from mother to daughter, and then to grandchildren.

It would be inconvenient even for mother and daughter to tell these intimate matters, so it would be much more appropriate to pass them on as manuscripts.

Zhao Jinhe nodded, "Although his handwriting is good, some of it is hard to read. Let's take a look together, don't make a mistake."

They have read "Nvjie", "Nvvirtue" and "Nushu", and even the amount of dowry is strictly regulated when they get married, but they have never found these manuscripts so helpful as they are now. .

The title of the manuscript is the first volume of "Female Doctor". There is not much content, there is no way, and there is not enough time. Mo Shaoheng can only write some very important ones.

Zhao Jinhe said, "There should be other volumes."

Everyone transcribed it together, and it seemed that the shyness disappeared. It turned out that they had always thought that the unspoken things were nothing more than that. Of course, they had to study the specific content, because some content seemed to be hard to understand.

What Mo Shaoheng gave them was not only the first volume of "Female Doctor", but also made them bravely take the first step.

They will be the unique style of this era. Hundreds of people seem to be a lot, but in ancient mansions, there are only a dozen or so families in an ordinary family, and there can be seven or eight daughters, let alone the hugeness of a noble family.

Therefore, compared to the noble girls in Liangjing, their number is actually very small, let alone compared to the women in Liangjing, the number is insignificant.

But through them passing it on to ten, ten to a hundred, "Female Doctor" can naturally spread quietly among women.

Mo Shaoheng probably didn't expect that the volume of "Female Doctor" he compiled would cause such a sensation.

After Mo Shaoheng left the palace, he was led by the maid and began to walk outside the palace, feeling pretty good.

There are many people in Beiliang who hate him, but there are still some friendly people who remember him.

Friendship in adversity is the most real, and there are too few people who can see him without avoiding suspicion, and it feels good.

At this time, three figures suddenly blocked the front.

It is indeed a blockage, taking up all the roads in front of me.

Mo Shaoheng frowned slightly, did he know him?

"Mo Shaoheng, you are finally willing to come back!" The person who spoke was a young man in the lead, dressed in brocade robes, with a gorgeous long sword and white jade pendant hanging around his waist.

He spoke a bit gnashing his teeth, but his face was white and jade-like, like a rich man, um, that kind of spoiled little boy.

Mo Shaoheng looked at the two people behind this person again. The two people behind him also looked suave, but they should be twins with almost identical faces.

Mo Shaoheng thought for a while, then asked tentatively, "Primary school student?"

After finishing speaking, he quickly changed his words, "Your Highness Fifth?"

His Highness Zhao Yanqiu.

The reason Mo Shaoheng was able to recognize him was ten years ago, when he was in the palace, His Highness Zhao Yanqiu led people to block him every day, surrounded him in a corner every day to bully him, he was simply the best of the scumbags , but it didn't bother him much.

The entire palace knew that Zhao Yanqiu and Mo Shaoheng were deadly enemies and they would not deal with each other.

So Mo Shaoheng gave Zhao Yanqiu a nickname, Elementary School Student.

In the past, the people who liked to follow Zhao Yanqiu most to block him were a pair of twins, two brothers Duanmu Shiyang and Duanmu Shijie from General Duanmu's residence.

Old acquaintance, I didn't expect that ten years later, these three people have been hanging out together, which can be regarded as "love is stronger than gold".

Zhao Yanqiu cracked a row of white teeth, "I heard that you were very rampant in the hall today, but I didn't expect that you still haven't changed a bit after ten years."

"I've been hiding for ten years, let's see where you go today."

Mo Shaoheng almost rolled his eyes, ten years, how can this elementary school student still have such a personality.

Mo Shaoheng said helplessly, "Your Highness, didn't I just throw away the glazed beads you gave me..."

Really, just this little thing, this guy has been thinking about it until now.

Zhao Yanqiu's expression changed, "Mo Shaoheng, what nonsense are you talking about, when did I give you the glazed beads?"

His hands were shaking with anger, like a rooster with its feathers fried, he stretched out his hand and drew out the long sword at his waist, and stabbed with it.

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, you didn't send you into anger from embarrassment.

Dodge the stabbing sword and walk aside.

"Stop him."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

This scene is somewhat familiar.

Mo Shaoheng looked at the two brothers in front of him, "Duanmu lost his yang? Duanmu lost his integrity?"

"I remember, you seem to have secretly given me something."

These two brothers are also funny, obviously it is Duanmu Shiyang who came to give him things, but they call themselves Duanmu Shiyang.

Perhaps the two brothers had a good understanding, and Duanmu also called himself Duanmu Shiyang when he came to deliver things.

Although the twins look alike, they can still be distinguished carefully.

The faces of both of them turned dark, and they drew out their swords, "Nonsense."

Really... I really thought that everyone had to like someone who was beautiful in the past. No one knew that the three of them and Mo Shaoheng were the most difficult to deal with.

Mo Shaoheng stretched out his hand to caress the strings, swung the two swords away, and then... ran away.

These three people were like dog skin plasters ten years ago, they couldn't be shaken off, and they couldn't explain the reasoning. Ten years ago, it was a headache, so it's better for him to slip away.

The three of them held their swords and looked at Mo Shaoheng who disappeared in a puff of smoke, their expressions were rather awkward, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

The first one to speak was Zhao Yanqiu, "You don't really want to give that guy some things in private, do you? You don't feel ashamed and panic? They didn't bother to talk to you before."

But no, not only did they ignore them, even the King of Yan Zhao Di, the current King of Yan probably hated Mo Shaoheng so much that he gritted his teeth with hatred.

They are all young and ignorant, thinking that people who are good-looking have good eyes.

The two of them felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and a picture could not help appearing in their minds. The night was dark and the wind was high. They held the small wooden sculpture they carved in front of that little head with their own hands.

"Your Highness, don't listen to him sowing discord." Duanmu Shiyang said, "It's not like you don't know how treacherous Mo Shaoheng is."

Duanmu also said out of integrity, "Didn't Mo Shaoheng just say that His Highness gave him glazed beads, and he threw them away? It must be spreading rumors. Who knows that our Highness hates him the most."

Zhao Yanqiu: "..."

How does it feel to be turned into an army?

Looking at the two brothers, the two brothers dodged their eyes a little, "Besides, every time he gets close to Mo Shaoheng, King Yan rushes out from nowhere, even if we want to send something, we have no chance."

Zhao Yanqiu nodded, that's not it, don't look at King Yan is so cold that he doesn't recognize his relatives, heh, he was very active when he was a child, and he was not around Mo Shaoheng every day, so he just pretended to be deep now, and heard that King Yan sent Mo Shaoheng lost even more of his things.

Zhao Yanqiu said harshly, "The future is long, I really think I can hide."

The little father-in-law and the maid in the distance trembled as they watched. The rumors were indeed true. The person His Highness the Fifth Prince hated the most since he was a child was Mo Shaoheng. Look, he just drew his sword in front of his face in the palace.

Mo Shaoheng stopped after walking a certain distance.

"Three awkward guys, obviously like to play with him..."

He used to shout "Shaoheng Shaoheng", but since he lost the glazed beads Zhao Yanqiu gave him, everything has changed.

Mo Shaoheng was thinking about it when he passed a palace.The palace is called Qinzheng Hall, and it is the place where officials from Beiliang helped the saint to handle the government affairs.

Mo Shaoheng stopped because he saw a person.

A mature middle-aged uncle was looking into the distance beside the hall, his gaze should be Xunzhou.

Mo Shaoheng muttered, "I met some acquaintances today."

He knew this person. He was also here ten years ago. At the same place, he also met this somewhat melancholic uncle.

In ten years, those little friends have grown so much that it is difficult to tell them apart, but the adults have not changed much.

Mo Shaoheng walked over, "My lord, I haven't seen you for ten years, why are you in a daze again?"

The middle-aged man was obviously stunned for a moment, and the little palace man who was passing by with a few plates of fruit dropped the plate of fruit in his hand to the ground with a bang.

The middle-aged man glanced at it, and then the palace servants picked up the fruit plate on the ground and left in a hurry.

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, this person should be a visitor from the Palace of Qinzheng, a minister from Beiliang, and he doesn't know the rank of official residence.

But judging by the reaction of those palace people, the official position should not be low.

The voice of the middle-aged man was very gentle, really like the uncle next door, "I heard that today, in the palace, you fought with all the officials and survived, even the saints failed to cure your crime, how did you manage to get out of trouble, and started to make trouble again ?”

After speaking, he took a look at the way Mo Shaoheng came.

It was really inappropriate for a foreigner to meet the eldest princess, probably only the eldest princess dared to summon Mo Shaoheng at this time.

Mo Shaoheng replied, "Your Majesty today, thanks to the admonishers who didn't make things difficult for me, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy."

The middle-aged man smiled, "Why is that cynical arrogance missing now?"

Mo Shaoheng also smiled, as usual in Xu's family, and said, "I've always been humble."

Middle-aged man: "..."

humble?

Ten years ago, some little head suddenly ran over to chat with him, and said brazenly that he was very depressed and wanted to share his worries, saying that this was his job, medical ethics.

How many people in this world dare to say this.

The middle-aged man suddenly asked, "Do you think the saint will not punish you? What you said in the hall today seems to be full of ambition and loyalty to Beiliang, but it is not empty words, and even what you do is for the sake of Get rid of your guilt."

"I've seen too many flatterers who brag and flatter, and saints have seen even more. How can you impress a saint?"

Mo Shaoheng straightened his body, "First, I am innocent, so the saint will not punish me."

"Second, the saint is reluctant to punish my sin."

The middle-aged man was surprised, "Reluctance?"

Mo Shaoheng suddenly changed the subject, "My lord, what do you think I am lacking in Beiliang?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback, what does Beiliang lack?There is a lack of everything, food, money, soldiers who are good at fighting and strong horses, otherwise how could Nanli be bullied and come to his door and still be so useless.

The middle-aged man was about to speak, when Mo Shaoheng said loudly, "Beiliang lacks me, lacks me, a unparalleled national scholar who can bring peace to all generations. A saint is a wise king, so he will not bear to punish me for my crime."

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, I hope the uncle's official position is high enough to pass his words to the ears of the sage, otherwise he will be pretending for nothing.

"Break eternal peace for me in Beiliang? An incomparable national scholar?"

The middle-aged man looked at Mo Shaoheng who was standing in front of him holding Qin, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

I thought that Mo Shaoheng's acceptance of the seven-day agreement in the Golden Palace was already so arrogant that no one could see him, but now it seems that he still underestimated him.

Mo Shaoheng kept blinking at the middle-aged man, "Uncle, we are old acquaintances anyway, you should mention what I just said in front of the saint from time to time."

middle aged:"……"

The uncles have all been called, and they are very good at building relationships.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching violently, "Let's go, let's go, don't play tricks on me."

Mo Shaoheng didn't know what was going on, he felt very relaxed when talking to this uncle, and he didn't get annoyed, so he continued, "Uncle, how about we make a bet?"

"If I can pass the seven-day agreement, uncle will help me speak a few words in front of the saint?"

Interested in the middle age, "Are you really successful? It's not a word of procrastination?"

Mo Shaoheng said directly, "I'm absolutely sure."

The middle-aged man looked at Mo Shaoheng strangely, and said after a while, "If you can really do it, you should also be called a national warrior."

"It's okay to say a few words for you, and it's right for me to repay the favor you received ten years ago."

Mo Shaoheng hurriedly replied, "It's a deal."

As for the favors from ten years ago, Mo Shaoheng didn't take it seriously, but it was ten years ago, this uncle was here to mourn the spring and the autumn, and was troubled by the rich gentry families in various places in Beiliang. tax money.

Local collusion is really irritating, but it is beyond the reach. .

Mo Shaoheng cured this depressed uncle who was about to have a heart attack.

In ancient times, there were many ways to prevent such corruption and bribery, such as transfer of officials from different places.

That is to say, officials are transferred every few years, so that these officials cannot be appointed in one place all the time.

Want to hook up?Unless every magistrate is successfully colluded, those fake accounts will always be exposed. If one court is exposed, it will be governed by thunderous means. Naturally, it will kill chickens and monkeys without shaking the foundation of the country.

Although it cannot be completely eradicated, it has greatly increased the difficulty and deterrence, and it can also effectively prevent these officials from staying in the same place for a long time, becoming the "Emperor of Earth", killing two birds with one stone.

Mo Shaoheng got the middle-aged promise, so he left happily. A little strength may be insignificant, but it is naturally good to have a good word in front of the saint.

At this time, in the corner of the palace, an old palace man came out from the shadows.

With Mo Shaoheng's internal strength, he should be able to detect even the slightest disturbance around him, but it's really strange that this old palace man has nothing abnormal at such a close distance.

The old palace man lowered his eyebrows respectfully.

The middle-aged voice became majestic, "Have you found out?"

Where did he feel like the uncle next door just now, if Mo Shaoheng heard this voice, he would definitely feel very familiar, because he had heard it in the Golden Palace today.

The old palace man replied, "Ten years ago, it was indeed my Beiliang mission that left my son in Nanli and left without saying goodbye."

This matter is not difficult to investigate, the officials of the original mission were still officials in the court.

The air became condensed.

The middle-aged man's face was not angry and prestige, and he said after a while, "It turns out that I, Beiliang, owed him first."

The old palace man opened his mouth, but he didn't speak in the end. I believe the sage has already guessed the reason why. No matter how courageous he is, the officials of the Northern Liang Mission would not dare to leave the prince of a country alone, and even pretended to be Nanli You have to detain your son as a proton.

For a moment, I was so depressed that I didn't dare to breathe.

After a while, the old palace talent said, "The sage is waiting for him here. If the prince knows, he will have no complaints in his heart. After all... the prince has also betrayed me, Beiliang."

But the middle-aged man said, "It's not yet time to make a conclusion."

Today in the hall, the note that Mo Shaoheng handed over, although it only has a cross, contains too much information, and whether it is true or false needs to be considered.

There will only be two results. In the first result, Mo Shaoheng tried every means to argue, whether it is true or not, it only needs to confirm the true identity of the boy named "Nan Yi".

The second result may overturn everyone's cognition. Mo Shaoheng is just a shield pushed by others. Mo Shaoheng should not bear the main responsibility for the loss of the six places in Xunzhou.

The authenticity of this second result only needs to confirm the identity of the boy named "Nan Yi".

However, if the identity of "Nanyi" is true, it cannot be publicized, otherwise Beiliang will be in a very embarrassing situation, and even lead to a more protracted war.

The relationship between Beiliang and Nanli has deteriorated for 20 years, and because of this, Beiliang has been dragged back 20 years.

Ten years ago, I wanted to fix it, so I sent a mission, but unfortunately it didn't work.

Perhaps, this boy named "Nan Yi" will become the key to reshape the relationship between Beiliang and Nanli.

What's more, taking back the six lands of Xunzhou does not depend on war alone. Beiliang really can't stand the war.