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

Soon a basic concept design for the sliding plow was drawn. Although this was just a rough draft, he needed to build a detailed conceptual model in his mind with the exact scale of the various components.

Then, we need to make samples and make revisions based on the experimental results. It often takes five to four rounds of revisions from the draft idea to the final relatively effective product, or even more attempts to improve the design details and meet practical requirements.

After Li Cheng entered the mansion, he first smiled at Li Xin, then bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty, all the civil and military officials have arrived." He then turned to the officials standing at the door and said, "You go in and wait first. I will come as soon as I change into court clothes."

Fusu put the draft document into the sandalwood box, nodded gently to the minister Li Xin beside him, and said in a gentle tone: "You two go and wait first, and I will come to see you after I am dressed properly."

"Understood. As ordered!"

About a quarter of an hour later, in a gorgeous palace deep in Shanglin Garden, a group of ministers who were chatting and joking with each other were attracted by the sound of drums and bells outside the door. As the bells stopped, the door opened, and dozens of Zhonglang troops wearing magnificent armor and holding long spears walked into the palace. They lined up neatly in a middle road to form a passage to maintain solemnity.

"alert--"

As Zhonglang's voice resounded like a huge bell, Fusu, wearing a golden jade crown that reached the sky, a pure black robe, and holding a long sword, walked into the hall.

"I pay my respects to Your Majesty!"

All the officials and ministers below, from the left prime minister down, stood up, adjusted their hats, and bowed with both hands.

Your Majesty, please stand up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Fusu sat down, and at this time, the Zhonglang marched along the outer perimeter of the hall, and the head of the Imperial Guard and his assistants began to set up various banquets on their tables. The banquet followed traditional etiquette regulations:

- The emperor ate "Tai Lao", which included complete sacrifices such as cattle, sheep, and pigs;

- The princes enjoyed beef;

- Hanchen-level officials enjoyed mutton;

- Below the emperor were the nobles, whose typical banquet custom was to eat mutton as the main dish;

- Commoners and lower classes of people can only eat vegetables.

But only high-ranking officials participating in the ceremony were admitted to this luxurious banquet.

In order to promote the rapid popularization of noodle dishes, the menu of the banquet was drawn up by the emperor himself, and new varieties were added while respecting the ancient rules:

1. Special version: Noodles with vegetarian filling and stewed beef cubes.

2. The simplest style of Qishan whistle noodles;

3. A pot of noodle soup with more beef than noodles.

It is often mentioned that the challenge in popularizing wheat flour is the high price of grinding tools.

The difference that Fusu saw was in people's eating habits, not technical problems.

For a country whose culture is based on eating, cooking tools are not important. What is important is the classic recipes that can create appetizing flavors.

After the delicacies were presented to the guests, the musicians of the music department began to play elegant music. The chapter of "Ya Song" came along. Dozens of singing girls wearing light red sleeves entered the hall and performed beautiful dances to the music. The dance poem is as follows:

'How is the night? It is still dark. The lights in the court are bright. The wise and handsome men have returned. The phoenixes are singing.'

'The night is so long, it is already late; the candlelight in the hall is shining brightly, the beautiful lady has returned to her seat, and the sound of the song is soft and melodious.'

'As the night gradually dawned, the morning dew began to condense; the torches in front of the hall flickered, and the guests arrived, and the cheongsams were spread out to show their respect.'

With the singing of the elegant melody "Ting Liao" and "Xiao Ya", noodles danced like dragons and snakes, sliding in front of the audience, bringing a unique sound charm and visual impact.

A unique cultural feast unfolded in solemnity and joy. Although most of the wealthy tycoons had already feasted on the noodles at the noodle shop on Changyang Street, the noodles they enjoyed today were smoother and more chewy than those in the restaurant.

I specially added ash water! Fusu took a big bite of the crispy noodles and thought to himself, it would be perfect if there was minced garlic and coriander!

Damn it, even for food reasons, the Hexi Corridor should be dredged as soon as possible.

When a dance ended, except for a few brave warriors, most of the guests put down their forks, stopped eating, and turned to enjoy the next dance.

A group of people wearing iron armor and wooden armor on their faces rushed in, followed by the beating of more than a dozen large drums, flat drums, chimes and small drums.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The passionate and powerful drum beats rang out, and a series of compact drum beats made people excited.

The torn sound of the zither strings, interwoven into the continuous drum beats, is like the sound of a galloping war horse trampling the earth, rumbling again and again, as if a flood is about to come, like the roar of war.

The rhythm of the music is extremely obvious, fully presenting the feeling of swords clashing in fierce battle scenes.

The two groups of soldiers changed positions back and forth, holding shields and swords, presenting a tense and fierce battle scene.

The metal swords and guns collided with each other, making a clanging sound, and the cold light was as sharp as autumn water. Accompanied by the rumbling drums and the sound of the zither strings being torn, the audience felt as if they were on the battlefield where the two armies were fighting the most fiercely.

This is the "Lanling Prince's March into Battle" that Ying Fusu modified based on his remaining memories during a brief period of leisure after a day of dealing with reports.

As a member of the royal family of the Qin Dynasty, it seemed normal to Ying Fusu to be familiar with and good at music... He looked up and caught a glimpse of Lord Qi Biao, who was sitting in the corner like an old man, and couldn't help but recall the girl Qi Ruier who was working on the dance choreography.

The little guy who looks lively and energetic at first glance, if it was really the first time to open the door to the outside world, he would probably explode on the spot out of fright?

But before Tian Ji gave birth to her eldest son, Fusu did not consider getting close to this little Lolita who was sent to the palace by a noble family.

Yes, Tian Ji is Fusu’s candidate for the future queen.

Not only because of her thin waist and full hips, she was full of charm, but more importantly, she was pure and innocent. If she were the queen, she could make the harem a paradise for Fusu to rest, rather than a hellish battlefield full of struggle.

Fusu left his seat, and Wei Dong'er and several maids immediately began to change his clothes. This gorgeous dress was needed for hunting and was a way of decoration in ancient times.

It originated from the Qin State during the Warring States Period. There was already a similar dress during the time of Qin Zhaoxiang. After learning about the great victory at Shimen, King Xuan of Zhou sent an envoy to congratulate them and presented them with this kind of painted and embroidered golden axe and clothing with twelve stripes. This was an important symbol of the monarch's clothing at that time. During the reign of the First Emperor, the Qin Dynasty made a lot of cuts to the clothing, and when Fusu succeeded to the throne, many traditional elements were reintroduced. It was intended to reform and simplify the unit measurement and writing methods at the appropriate time to make it easier for people to learn and understand, such as using new unit systems such as kilograms, meters, and liters to replace the traditional stephenspan (ancient Chinese unit of weight), feet, and sun (Chinese unit of volume); once again, gather learning around the wise and capable, and simplify the existing regular script (or official script) to meet the needs of more people.

In Shanglin Garden, the previously deserted area was now surrounded by warriors holding spears and crossbows. On this vast grassland, hundreds of vehicles and thousands of cavalrymen were a spectacular sight, and the leader wore a "pingtian" hat on his head, a gorgeous dress, "fufu", and a bright red cloak on the outside, and rode on a war horse called "wuzhui".

A deep horn blast announced the start of the ceremony, and two cavalrymen rushed forward to unchain the previously captured deer (commonly known as "elk" or "elk") and released it.

According to the ancient etiquette, the monarch personally shot the deer at the beginning of the ceremony as a sign of respect. Although the deer was still in a daze, Fusu took the colorful bowstring and kicked the horse's belly hard, causing the "black horse" to jump and stand up, moving quickly forward.

The sound of the horse's feet hitting the grass gradually accelerated the deer's awareness of the current situation, and it began to run away quickly. However, its speed was still a beat slower. The "black horse" was as fast as a flash of light, dazzling everyone, and the distance between Fusu and him had narrowed to within 30 yards.

At the moment when Wuzhui's limbs left the ground and was about to sprint to the top, Fusu suddenly pulled the bowstring. There was only the sound of the arrow shooting out, and it pierced the deer's throat with a "whoosh" sound, causing the deer to die suddenly due to pain and excessive blood loss.

When the officials supervising the battle on the high platform in the distance heard the horn sound again in a deep and firm voice, it undoubtedly indicated the victory of the emperor. Then, war drums were beaten in all directions to celebrate the victory. When Fusu could no longer control his will to fight and stopped, all the soldiers around him cheered together. "Long live the monarch! The Qin Empire will always be strong!" The sound of voices resounded throughout the field, and cheers full of respect and joy were intertwined. He stared at these scenes and his heart was filled with complex emotions - talking about the glory of Chinese culture always starts with the grandeur of the Han Dynasty.

It was as if the Qin Dynasty, which conquered the world and brought unity to the world, had been thrown into the distant horizon.

Everyone proudly declares that on this blue planet, only the core culture created by ancient Chinese civilization has been passed down to this day on their own land!

So why? Can the vast land and large population explain it all?

Wasn't the Roman Empire big? Wasn't the Holy Roman Empire huge? Wasn't the Ultraman Kingdom powerful? And what about the huge Tsarist Russia?

Although they were all named Rome, empires disappeared like smoke and the main ethnic groups changed again and again.

Only the Han nationality, with its unique characteristics of yellow skin, black hair and regular script, has built a country that is always rooted in this original civilization.

Faced with this question, Fusu shook his head gently and stopped delving into these issues. The urgent issue that needed to be solved was how to avoid the ruling crisis caused by the second emperor of the Qin Dynasty ascending the throne...

The prologue officially began when Fusu reintegrated into the group.

Those who rode on horses were usually young men from noble or royal families. Although the Qin Dynasty had a system of granting titles to people based on military merit, most high-ranking officials were recommended. Those who enjoyed an annual income of more than 1,000 dan of grain were mostly directly appointed by Fusu.

Therefore, for these younger generations, any opportunity to showcase their talents in front of His Majesty must not be missed.

Isn't it true that Rushen, a powerful official and gentleman in the Qing Dynasty, stood out among a group of crude guards just because he was able to recite a few passages from the Analects of Confucius?

However, they would certainly be defeated today because they all focused their attention on the 5,000 cavalrymen who were driving away the beasts.