Siheyuan: I decide the fate of the world with my medical skills

The days passed quickly within half a month. During this time, Fusu was alone in the government hall of the palace, under the command of the eunuch head Han Rang. There was not even a male fly around him, as if he had become a worker who was extremely devoted to his work.

"How can a woman affect my work progress on official documents?!"... No matter how efficient Zheng Ge is (an exaggerated term), he will never go to sleep if he doesn't finish 120 kilograms of documents in a day... Holding a wild rabbit brush, Fusu wrote fluent and beautiful small seal characters on the bamboo slip without any emotion:

"Can!"

In addition, he also paid close attention to the construction progress of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. According to his instructions, the overdue reports piled up in the palace were thrown into the Mausoleum of the First Emperor in large quantities as cremation fuel.

He also ordered the clerks to re-carve copies of ancient books and documents such as "Lüshi Chunqiu" compiled by Lü Buwei, as well as various historical books and regulations kept in the Xianyang Palace, and threw them into the Mausoleum of the First Emperor as burial materials.

Historians of later generations, please understand that these are my contributions to your work to the best of my ability... Fusu silently thought that archaeologists of later generations might be amazed when they saw such a scene, so he also mixed a bundle of text engraved with simplified fonts into it.

"Your Highness, it's done!" The attendant Li Chengyi ran into the Government Affairs Hall to report, saying breathlessly.

"Prepare the carriage." Fusu put down the bamboo slips in front of him.

"Yes!" Yang Xi, the supervisor of the Central Vehicle Bureau, turned around and stepped forward to deal with it.

Under the guard of more than a hundred Iron Eagle Warriors, Fusu's four-wheeled carriage entered the gate of Lanchi Palace.

"I have lived up to your trust!" General Zhang Han bowed in salute. Behind him was a four-meter-tall mechanical device.

Despite the detailed blueprints carefully drawn by Fusu, the huge mechanical device went through many experiments and was finally built at a single location near the Orchid Pond.

"Let's try it." Fusu gave the order.

"Yes! Let's start!" Zhang Han waved his hand.

General Gong Shugui of the Left Commander immediately directed his mounted officers to open a large valve above the water pump, and water instantly flowed into the turbine blades.

Then the paddles and shaft began to rotate together, making a squeaking sound.

The pivot covered with a bronze shell that drives the propeller to rotate at high speed drives the bevel gear at the end to contact the transmission gear, thereby pushing the drive shaft, which is several meters long, forward.

The hidden energy was transmitted along the top of the drive shaft to the end at an astonishing speed, and finally stably transmitted to the top of the double-wheel stone grinder.

When the stone mill started to turn and made a roar, the stones on the double wheels were grinding the millstones, interweaving with each other, making the whole scene seem as if time had stopped, and everyone on the scene opened their eyes wide.

"Make way, make way."

Li Cheng rushed to grab a bucket of new wheat from the food commander, crossed the line of Iron Eagle Guards, and handed it to the waiting left commander Gong Shugui.

Soon the wheat seeds were ground into slightly yellow wheat powder.

"You are truly a miracle on earth!" Putting down the flour, Gong Shugui performed a standard salute.

As Lu Ban's successor, he is very clear about the current situation.

The small water machine in front of us is only used to grind wheat. If it is enlarged in proportion and placed above a more turbulent river, it can drive a larger grinding wheel, making it easy to grind stones that previously required a lot of manpower to mine.

Moreover, if water machines are placed beside canals, how much labor can be saved for farming? Although Guanzhong has abundant water resources, it lacks water sources! Once a large-scale drought occurs, some fields can be maintained in areas near rivers, but what about areas far away from rivers and irrigation systems?

The small-scale water conservancy facilities invented by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are as helpful to farmland as the Zhengguo Canal, and it can even be said that they are even better.

At this time, Fusu did not think too much, but simply thought, should he eat beef sandwich or beef soup for dinner? These questions troubled his life these days, making him feel extremely frustrated and unable to enjoy life.

So he silently shed a tear or two for his predicament and silently thought about how to change the situation.

"Order the Minister of Food to send an envoy to me!" The eldest son Fu Su instructed a personal guard officer who was following him, "I will teach them how to prepare delicious food!"

"Your Highness, don't act like this!" Li Cheng reminded cautiously.

Fu Su's eyes expressed his firm refusal to continue the discussion. He understood that being a king was the most unique position in the world - loneliness and loss, even the departure of loved ones, were inevitable parts. Fu Su was immersed in his own thoughts and prospects for happiness: "Becoming a king is indeed a unique privilege..."

...

At dawn, the construction site was bustling with activity.

The prisoners gathered on a small mound, facing the foreman below them, listened to the news that was about to be conveyed with complicated eyes:

"By order of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... From today on, the construction of the Afang Palace will be terminated..."

As the foreman spoke, a wave of contradictions and subtle joy surged in the prisoners' hearts, and he announced:

"But don't expect too much. Although you are no longer required to work here, it does not mean you can go home." "According to the latest instructions... all adults, that is, those aged 15 and above, need to move to Longyi...

A tall and thin figure stood out from the crowd:

"Excuse me, what does the Lord have assigned me to do?"

"Well..." The foreman looked at him warily, but with the troops sent by the prince behind him, he felt a little courage.

"He's just a prisoner in jail, what's the point of asking these questions?"

The prisoners with tattoos on their faces sneered,

The foreman continued, "The prince is very kind-hearted. He will exempt those who have worked in Longyi for more than five years from prison and re-register their household registration. If they choose to continue to stay, they will be paid daily wages based on the number of days they work!"

"Is it really... like this?" The prisoners cheered instantly. Their original home was just a fantasy, but with these words, it became as real as a dream.

"What about people under the age of fifteen?" asked a teenager from the construction site.

"Look over there!" The foreman pointed to a young man with a sword on his waist and a weathered look in the distance.

"Go find him, he is an official under the new crown prince, what's his name... Oh! Or Yu Lin Lang Han Xin! I think he is from some kind of image that represents the protection and prosperity of the country..."

The foreman explained: "Although I don't quite understand, just understand that when you go to his place, you will become a soldier!"

...

Inside the Xianyang Palace,

In front of the eldest son was a bowl of water and handmade thin noodles soaked in mutton broth, with black fungus and golden cauliflower added to the noodles. There was also a bowl of mutton skewers sent from Beidi County that had been boiled for an hour, and finally a unique sauce made with mutton fat and sprinkled with a little chive soy sauce, scallions and dogwood.

It is a simple noodle dish, roasted lamb chops with dogwood, without any spiciness, but it is praised for its unique taste... Sorry, "Beautiful Sheep." Fu Su raised the greasy sheep tail and sighed in his heart while chewing it, the real Saishang Beach Sheep is indeed worthy of its reputation.

The morning breeze of early summer is intoxicating. The walls of the Ming Dynasty palace in the capital have not yet faded away in the dawn, but the magnificent and majestic bell and drum tower has already shown its majestic and solemn outline in the dawn light. It is like a loyal warrior who is always tenacious and undefeated, guarding the palaces, gardens, pavilions and long streets behind it.

On the roofs covered with various exquisite tiles stand various lifelike carvings of mythical beasts, overlooking the prosperous city from high above and leaving mottled light and shadows on the ground.

At the first light of dawn, the whole city of Chang'an slowly woke up from its sleep. When the last crowing of a cock still echoed in the valley, the streets were already crowded with busy crowds of people - officials rode sedan chairs and rode horses to the government office quickly, and farmers worked in the fields and hurried to the factories, markets and the vast farmland on the edge of the city.

The doors of buildings, community venues, handicraft workshops, various shops, restaurants and people's homes on both sides of the street have all been opened. Regardless of their social status, everyone is cleaning the yard, preparing supplies, and starting a new day of hard work. Soon, the hustle and bustle of the morning market on Changyang Street, a famous market avenue, has begun.

As a long street in the south of the capital, it connects the imperial palace with the famous commercial district "Shangshangfang". It is several miles long and dozens of feet wide, with various shops and workshops on both sides. In the past, it was one of the most prosperous and active commercial centers in the country.

In the east, close to the towering royal residences that are densely arranged like a chessboard, Shangshangfang has become a gathering place for many merchants from all over the world because of its world-famous trade scene.

The two markets were intertwined, and although most of the world was under the same territory, the Internal Affairs Office still maintained its own name. About half an hour after opening, a young man wearing a dark straight shirt, a wide crown on his head, and a gorgeous jeweled dagger on his chest appeared in the bustling crowd. He was obviously a noble from the imperial family.

However, it was not the outfit itself that caught the attention of the people around him. What was more attractive was the strange cloth fan he was waving in his hand. On the fan, there was a hard-to-understand wording that read "I am very handsome". This word was not only confusing, but also full of a bit of ridicule.

"Gongsun, Master, please walk slowly..." Li Cheng, who followed behind, quickly rushed forward and inserted the strong escort team member into the crowd, pushing away the surrounding civilians and merchants, and then whispered, "There is a saying that goes, a gentleman should not stand in danger."

"Noisy!" Upon hearing this, Fusu immediately put away his folding fan.

"Could this guy be a Confucian scholar?... He has used several Confucian allusions in a row..." Fusu looked at Li Cheng next to him, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel curious about the current situation.

This market is a true reproduction of the prosperity of 2,000 BC! I thought the market at that time should be dilapidated, but now it seems to be quite different! Yes, after the emperor unified the country, a large number of wealthy families moved to Xianyang, and with the original locals and noble family members, the population of the entire Xianyang city should not be less than 600,000.

If we broaden our horizons and look at pre-industrial London, how many people were there at that time? No wonder Qin Dynasty laws prohibited random dumping of garbage! ... As his pace gradually quickened, Fusu looked around with interest.

He became increasingly aware that something was wrong.