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

"Your Majesty!" The maid holding a plate of cocoons that had been sentenced to "suspended death" knelt down and bowed. "Your Majesty, I..." Zhao Ji was quite surprised to see Fusu. During the day, her activities mainly revolved around reviewing memorials in the Political Affairs Hall and occasionally meeting ministers in the side hall. She rarely visited the side hall, so she usually didn't pay attention to makeup and immersed herself in this fun.

Therefore, what appeared before Hu Fusu was Zhao Ji, who was wearing a white gauze dress, with only a black ebony hairpin on her head, without any precious jewelry or makeup. However, just when Zhao Ji looked embarrassed, Hu Fusu was frozen in time, and an ancient song "The Goddess of Luo River" could not help but echo in his heart.

It describes:

"...shoulders were cut and waists were long and slender. Necks were long and beautiful, and the whiteness of the skin was exposed. No perfumed ointment was needed, and no face makeup was applied.

Her hair was as high as clouds, her eyebrows were graceful and connected, her lips were bright and full, her teeth were crystal clear. Her eyes were bright and charming, her face was straight, and her cheeks were plump.

Hu Fusu felt that these touching words could now be applied to Zhao Ji.

So he walked forward, gently held Zhao Ji's hand, and said, "Change my clothes..."

An hour later, Hu Fusu, still wearing a black uniform, walked out of the harem with Zhao Ji, who was wearing a goose yellow dress and had rosy cheeks.

In the weaving room, a group of women were about to kneel down to pay their respects but were stopped by the Human Emperor Hu Fusu.

His purpose this time was actually to explore how cotton yarn was woven during this period. Bringing Zhao Ji to the harem to change clothes was an unexpected move.

However, Zhao Ji's shy expression made Hu Fusu feel relaxed and happy. If there was a high-definition mirror, it would be even more pleasing...

While watching the weavers skillfully operating the looms, Hu Fusu also stroked Zhao Ji's rough little finger. Between the rough texture and the delicate and shiny texture, the pleasure of the latter was more obvious.

Perhaps she had sensed something. Zhao Ji glanced at Hu Fusu with her big watery eyes, as if she was afraid of having to take her back to the inner courtyard to change clothes again. She pointed to the silk cocoons being boiled in a large bronze basin not far away and said,

"Your Majesty, this is the first step in the processing of silk. The cocoons are boiled in boiling water, and then the silk cotton floating on the water is scooped out. Multiple fibers are combined into a silk bundle, and then it is continuously soaked in warm water with wood ash added."

Then, dry it in the sun during the day and store it in cool spring water at night until the silk becomes pure, soft and glutinous.

At this point, Zhao Ji once again led Hu Fusu to a spinning machine to explain.

Facing Zhao Ji, who kept talking as if she were explaining common sense, Hu Fusu suddenly felt like he had returned to the real world. Zhao Ji was no longer a canary in a cage, but a lively professional woman.

He was not the king of all the people in the world, but just a visitor who came to visit Zhao Ji's silk spinning factory.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Zhao Ji waved her hands in front of Hu Fusu.

He smiled, caught the little finger that had escaped from his palm without knowing when, pointed his chin at the loom in front of him, and asked knowingly: "What is this?"

The customs of the Qin Dynasty were more open-minded, so Zhao Ji did not shyly get rid of the other party like later women did. Instead, she intimately stuck to Fusu, touched Fusu's arm with her indescribable thing, which was not particularly stunning but enough to attract attention, and then said: "This is the loom..."

Fusu carefully examined the female weaver who showed her skilled skills and outstanding appearance in front of him, not ignoring every detail. He had never seen such a loom before.

Made of wood, the loom has two pedals at the bottom. The beam-like wooden frame tightens the longitudinal 'warp' and divides it into odd and even partitions, each of which has a pedal for pressing to control it.

When weaving, the weaver steps on two different pedals to use the lever principle, and the action of the pedals causes two sets of alternating warp threads to be raised. Then a 'shuttle' wound with silk is used to pass the 'weft' moving horizontally through the groups of raised 'warp threads'.

As the shuttle moves back and forth between the two hands, the "warp and weft" are woven into fabric. This whole process is called "shuttle".

Fusu stared at the loom and studied it for a long time. After the weaver operating the loom's cheeks turned red due to nervousness and made several mistakes, he roughly understood how to use the existing conditions to create a water wheel loom and improved water-powered textile equipment.

Turning around, he found the four treasures of the study that he had left in the Qinzheng Hall. Taking advantage of the opportunity that the inspiration flashed through his mind, Fusu turned around and left quickly. And the woman named Zhao Ji who was looking at his back with confusion?

Hey, at this moment, women will only slow down my creation! "Your Majesty..." Zhao Ji looked at Fusu leaving blankly, looking extremely at a loss.

Bai Tian barged in for no apparent reason, pulled her into the back hall to change her clothes, and then observed the weaver for a long time with a lecherous look, and left without any lingering feelings. Zhao Ji shook her head, and the golden crown on her head made a sound. The clothes she was wearing now were really a waste, and she wanted to talk to Tian Ji.

"Let's go to Yuhua Palace." Zhao Ji gently swayed her slender waist, and her posture instantly returned to its dignified and beautiful state.

......

Huiji County, Wushan County.

In the back hall behind the county governor's mansion, a muscular young man with blood on his lower body and luxurious clothes walked in.

The young man clasped his hands together and said respectfully: "Nephew, hello uncle!"

Uncle, why are you bleeding?" The uncle of the young man named Ji asked with his eyes open.

"Uncle," Ji replied, "I just killed the man named Zhong Huai who was about to report us and his family in order to avenge my father!"

The middle-aged man suddenly sat up straight, his eyes wide open, his mouth wide open, and it took him a long time to utter a word, "Zhong Huai, he was the man who followed your ancestor in the past. He swore to restore the Great Chu with us. Why did he suddenly denounce it to the court?"

"Who knows? Maybe the emperor just exempted his family from paying a few literati head taxes." Feng Ji shook his head and smiled nonchalantly: "However, when I was with their family, he once shouted: Fusu is the daughter of the King of Chu. As the Emperor of Qin, he is no different from the people of Chu..."

"Not only that, he said Fusu was kind and tolerant, and that after becoming king he would pardon all the crimes of the world, and our mistakes would also be forgiven..."

"But I don't want to listen to his nagging. First I'll kill their whole family, and then it'll be his turn!"

“You…” The middle-aged man sighed and continued, “You killed him very well!”

At dawn, Fusu, wearing a black hunting suit with narrow sleeves, and escorted by nearly a thousand cavalry guards, rode on a black war horse and arrived at Duyou Pavilion.

The Minister of Works, whose surname was Zhang and whose given name was Han, came forward quickly and paid his respects respectfully.

Fusu jumped off the saddle and said, "Take me to see those paper mills."

"As you wish!"

Then, the two of them, surrounded by other armored soldiers, stepped into the papermaking workshop under construction.

Zhang Han pointed to a drainage ditch that was previously designed to irrigate farmland. "Your Majesty, please take a look. This is a canal dug for the future water conservancy stone mill system. In order to allow the machines to have sufficient power to meet the needs, Ben has ordered the mobilization of 5,000 slave laborers from Xingye City to further expand the canal."

Fusu glanced at it and saw that it was just a ditch, so he said, "Digging a canal is indeed a laborious job, so each person will receive an extra 100 dou of grain per month, and the cost of the grain will be taken directly from my private fund."

Zhang Han then complimented him a few more times, and pointed to a deep depression in the distance again, "According to the imperial edict, all the large bamboos transported from Wugong City have been cut down and placed in the water to soak. It will take about sixty-six days to reach the full one hundred days."

Dezong nodded slightly in agreement, but made no comment on the information.

There are always limitations to resource utilization, and raw materials can only be processed using the most basic traditional methods.

As described in the Book of Natural History, bamboo must be grown for a hundred years before it is suitable for use. Fortunately, Neixiang, where Xianyang is located, is not short of such resources. If it could not be found here, we would have to consider Xichuan, which is thousands of miles away.

However, building a paper mill in Qindi with pandas as the main resource has more significant benefits besides convenience.

With sufficient manpower, giant pandas are no longer a problem.

The pandas of this era are different from the super cute image of today - today's giant pandas are much more ferocious than before!

Judging from the intelligence Fusu had seen, multiple giant panda attacks had been reported in several urban areas close to Nanshan over the past six months, with an average frequency of more than once a week!

"Your Majesty, this is a piece of paper made of wheat straw." Zhang Han held up a sample with both hands and presented it to him. Fusu took one end and rubbed it gently:

The texture is yellow and the surface is not smooth. It is obvious that this material is not suitable for writing.

However, that stack of yellow paper and the pile further up on the vehicle were just Fusu testing the papermaking process in order to achieve unlimited use of toilet paper.

Prince Fusu lived a very frugal life and would only use bamboo slips when going to the toilet, not cloth or other materials; he did this everywhere to avoid people noticing his unique taste.

As a time traveler, the pain in my heart can only be soothed by the support of voting...

However, Fusu only intended to try to make this batch of wheat straw paper. Because in the Qin Dynasty, the wheat used to make this kind of wheat straw paper was called "Chu Cang", which was the main feed for cattle and horses, and was even listed as one of the thirteen indicators that managers should know in "The Book of Shang Jun". If a large amount of Chu Cang was consumed just to make paper, Meng Tian would definitely throw a lot of saliva at him!

After a while, after inspecting the papermaking workshop,

Because the papyrus needed to be transported back to the palace and there would be some time to wait for the bamboo material to be soaked, Fusu did not stay too long after completing the task instructions.

Before leaving, Fusu said, "I want to go to Shanglin Garden to have a look. Is there any general willing to follow me?"

Zhang Han was shocked and responded, "How dare I refuse the summons from the Emperor?"