Heartstrings Resonance: The Beloved Princess of the Female Power

Mu Yunxi asked directly, "Uncle, why are there so few military doctors in the army?"

Wu Jianghua heard her question, looked around, then smiled mysteriously and said softly, "I'll tell you a secret! His Majesty has given a quick way to heal injuries and even sent a royal physician down. All the military doctors are going to learn it!"

Mu Yunxi casually responded, "Suture?"

Wu Jianghua was so surprised that he almost jumped up, staring at her with wide eyes: "How did you know?"

Mu Yunxi didn't think it was a big deal and remained calm as usual: "I told your majesty, how could I not know?"

"You...you...you!" Wu Jianghua was so shocked that he couldn't speak. It took him a while to come back to his senses. He gave her a thumbs up and praised her sincerely, "Niece, you're amazing! How did you develop such a brain? Why can't my sons be like you?"

Mu Yunxi smiled helplessly. She knew Wu Jianghua was joking, so she continued, "The sanitation in your barracks is poor. It's too dirty. The bedding inside needs to be washed and changed frequently. Otherwise, the soldiers' wounds will easily become infected and rot. If that happens, we will have to cut off the soldiers' rotting flesh. This is still a minor hazard. In the worst case, the soldiers will not be able to survive and die."

Wu Jianghua frowned and asked doubtfully, "Is that true?"

Mu Yunxi nodded and answered seriously: "Of course, uncle can observe carefully to see if there are any soldiers who were not seriously injured but still died."

Wu Jianghua thought about it, his face changing as he suddenly realized that many soldiers had indeed died from wound infections. He patted his head in regret and said, "Oh, why didn't I think of this?"

Mu Yunxi patted Wu Jianghua's shoulder comfortingly and said, "Uncle, it's not too late to discover it now. As long as we pay attention to the hygiene of the nunnery and keep the soldiers clean and tidy, we can reduce the risk of infection and save more lives."

Wu Jianghua nodded gratefully, his eyes full of admiration and gratitude for Mu Yunxi. He decided to take immediate action to improve the sanitation of the nunnery and ensure the safety and health of the soldiers.

Mu Yunxi stopped him and continued, "Not only that, the nunnery is too crowded, and the air isn't circulating, making it easy for germs to get in. I suggest building more nunneries, making them larger and more ventilated. Also, in addition to using strong alcohol to disinfect wounds, you can wipe the nunnery several times a day with alcohol mixed with water, which will also help reduce bacteria. Finally, have the soldiers caring for the injured wash their hands frequently. After all, illness comes from the mouth, so reducing some pain is a good thing."

Wu Jianghua frowned and seemed a little hesitant: "This will lead to a shortage of manpower!" He looked at Mu Yunxi worriedly, as if he did not completely agree with her idea.

"Uncle, we can let the lightly injured soldiers take care of the seriously injured soldiers. By helping each other, we can not only enhance the relationship between the soldiers, but also effectively utilize the existing manpower. You can also let the uninjured soldiers take turns to take care of the injured soldiers. As long as hygiene is paid attention to, it will not affect other matters. In this way, everyone can also become familiar with how to bandage and understand pharmacology. In the future, won't everyone be able to save themselves!" Mu Yunxi said his thoughts.

Wu Jianghua, however, did not believe that everyone could understand pharmacology. He said, "These old guys are not as selfless as you. They are not willing to give away any good things."

"You won't even teach me how to save yourself?" Mu Yunxi asked.

Wu Jianghua reluctantly replied, "Yeah!"

Mu Yunxi remained silent, sighing inwardly. In this day and age, people are often reluctant to pass on their skills to others. This conservative mindset makes it difficult for many skills to be passed down and developed. However, she firmly believes that only by breaking this tradition can we truly benefit the public.

She raised her head, looked at Wu Jianghua firmly, and asked solemnly, "Uncle, do you believe this? One day in the future, these talented people will be everywhere in the world, and ordinary people will no longer be driven into poverty or fall back into poverty due to illness."

When Wu Jianghua heard this, he guessed what Mu Yunxi was going to do, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He widened his eyes, as if unable to accept such an idea. But soon, he realized that his reaction was a bit extreme and tried to calm himself down.

He took a deep breath, tried to remain calm and asked, "Niece, what do you want to do?"

Mu Yunxi smiled slightly and said in a relaxed tone: "It's nothing, I just hope that by then, Uncle Wu will stand on my niece's side." She blinked and smiled mischievously.

Seeing Mu Yunxi's smile, Wu Jianghua felt helpless. What he didn't know was that Mu Yunxi rarely smiled. If he looked closely, he would find that the smile in Mu Yunxi's eyes was not obvious.

He sighed deeply and said worriedly, "Niece, do you know that what you're doing could easily lead to disaster? While this may be beneficial to your career, it will offend many prominent medical families. They control enormous resources and power, so they're not to be trifled with!"

Mu Yunxi smiled brightly: "Since I'm going to do it, why should I be afraid? Besides, the biggest boss of Zhao Kingdom is on my side!"

Wu Jianghua looked at the little girl in front of him, who only reached his shoulders. If he remembered correctly, she was only fifteen years old. However, there was no trace of childishness on her young face. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "That person already supports you. Isn't it unnecessary for you to try to win me over?"

Mu Yunxi looked up at Wu Jianghua and said seriously, "Because your family, Uncle Wu, is a family that can be built on military merits. It is well-known. If you support me, then the opposition will be reduced accordingly."

Upon hearing this, Wu Jianghua laughed heartily: "Hahaha! You girl, are you trying to say that my family has a bad reputation?" Then he continued: "It's okay to stand on your side. But if this succeeds, you have to give me some of the talents you train. As you can see, there are only seven or eight military doctors in my barracks."

"Yunxi thanks Uncle Wu!" Mu Yunxi bowed.

Wu Jianghua waved his hand and said, "It's just a simple matter. Didn't you say that person also supports you? Isn't this a disguised support for him?"

After saying this, the uncle and nephew smiled at each other, both understanding the deep meaning of each other's words.

In reality, what Wu Jianghua didn't know was that Mu Yunxi hadn't mentioned this to Emperor Qing Zhao yet, but she had made some preparations. She had left a letter for Yongle, telling him to take care of things if she couldn't return this time! Now, next to the Mu Mansion was the building she planned to use to establish a school like a modern university, covering a variety of disciplines. However, because she had been busy, she hadn't had time to select the school's teachers, but she had told Yongle everything and asked him to help her choose.

After several days of waiting, the person finally arrived, escorted by her familiar Commander Wu. Wutou told her everything, and Mu Yunxi was relieved to know that the queen was fine. But at the same time, she also realized that the Baili family, known as a medical family, was not as righteous as it seemed.

After Aliru had rested for a day, they were ready to set off, but this time they were going to set off with their troops on the Zhaoyang ship, because Emperor Qing Zhao received news that Youdu knew they were going to Pro City and specially sent a navy to encircle them. Emperor Qing Zhao meant to let them see the power of the Zhaoyang ship.

Thinking of the stolen drawings, Mu Yunxi couldn't help but laugh. Those drawings were all drawn by her by cutting corners just to make it difficult for the ministers to understand. She reasonably suspected that the drawings were deliberately stolen by Emperor Qing Zhao.

As expected, they were intercepted on the second day of their voyage. The autumn breeze was chilly, but the hearts of the soldiers aboard the Zhaoyang were blazing. They only had this one warship, but it could accommodate five thousand soldiers and their own weapons.

The Youdu navy was also in awe upon witnessing this behemoth. After receiving the blueprints, they had attempted to build one, but the boats they built sank the moment they launched. They also wanted to capture Mu Yunxi and bring her to Youdu, but the Emperor of Zhao protected her so well that they were always annihilated. However, they didn't give up. Seeing the Zhaoyang warship, their proud warships looked like chickens in front of it, and they were even more determined to capture Mu Yunxi.

Before the two sides officially declared war, the officers aboard the Zhaoyang had already issued orders, urging the soldiers to prepare for battle. They seemed intent on using every weapon aboard the Zhaoyang to demonstrate their strength and intimidate their opponents. Seeing this, Mu Yunxi couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness. She stepped forward and said, "Commander Quan, simply use the catapults and sink the enemy ship. Don't delay your journey, and focus on the important matters. We'll undoubtedly face a difficult battle upon our return, so we must conserve our strength."

The officer in charge of the Zhaoyang warship was Quan Zhiduo, 31 years old and a lieutenant general. He was one of Mu Yunxi's earliest disciples, and despite her youth, he held this young woman in the highest esteem. Furthermore, Emperor Qing Zhao had explicitly stated in his decree that they could consider some of Mu Yunxi's advice. However, upon learning that the Thirty-Six Stratagems given to them by Emperor Qing Zhao were Mu Yunxi's own creation, Quan Zhiduo immediately resolved to fully obey her command. Mu Yunxi was even slightly surprised by his decisive acceptance of her advice.

Then, Quan Zhiduo gave the order without hesitation: "Slingshot team, prepare, aim at the target, and fire!"

As huge rocks rained down like raindrops, smashing into the Youdu navy's ships, many soldiers were killed instantly because they couldn't dodge. Under the repeated gravitational impact of the slingshots, all six warships sent to intercept them sank. The Youdu navy either died or fled...