Chapter 855

Ever since Zhuang Zhuang got married in October, it made people feel that the year was approaching.

The days passed quickly, the first snow came on November 28th, this snow came very late, since the beginning of winter, everyone has been waiting for snow.

Although Zian was afraid of the cold, he also waited for the snow, because snow would slow down the development of Gu worms on Sun Fang'er.

This is what she saw from Dr. Wen Yi's medical skills. Gu worms also hibernate. Hibernation does not start when the weather is cold, but when it snows.

Zi'an couldn't help but sigh, even Gu worms are so keen, they can sense whether it's snowing or not, how fast they have evolved.

It had been snowing for a full day, and after the snow stopped, An went to the palace the next day to give the emperor an injection. The emperor's condition improved a lot, he could walk, move, eat, go to the toilet by himself, and get angry with people in the palace at every turn.

According to this situation, he will soon be able to summon ministers into the palace.

However, the emperor's situation has improved, Murong Jie did not spread the news, only said that the emperor is still lingering and sick, lest people change their minds and do not do practical things well.

Over the past month or so, Murong Jie has implemented many policies that benefit agriculture, and has also begun to try out medical insurance.

People's grievances about increasing taxes have gradually subsided.

The implementation of medical insurance has increased the pressure on the Huimin Department. Murong Jie recruited medical children for the Huimin Department and opened a medical center for assessment. Anyone who can pass the assessment can enter the Huimin Department as a doctor.

Entering the Huimin Department, at least it is an iron rice bowl. How many parents of poor families take their children to sign up. As long as they can be admitted to the Huimin Department, they will have food.

Zian didn't know that her suggestion of referring to modern times would make Da Zhou's medical skills develop rapidly.

Because Da Zhou's medical skills were backward, he was far inferior to Daliang. Therefore, many people had no money to treat them after they got sick.

The implementation of medical insurance really benefits the common people. Although it is heartbreaking to pay more taxes, who doesn't have any elderly, children or sick people?

Compared with the annual medical expenses, the little tax paid is really too little.

Of course, these voices are not comprehensive, and some people are dissatisfied, and businessmen are not too satisfied, because businessmen look up to doctors, but relatively, they have to pay more taxes for doing business.

Some people say that Murong Jie is robbing the rich and helping the poor.

But no matter what, because the imperial court promulgated it, the heavy tax will only be collected for two years. After two years, according to the previous policy, but the medical insurance is not, the medical insurance has been implemented.

If the exorbitant taxation continues after two years, it will be a matter of recovering from the illness and taking power of the emperor.

Murong Jie made a good move.

Murong Jie didn't leave the palace together until Zi'an finished his work today. When he got into the carriage, he took her hand and rubbed it vigorously, "It's as cold as ice, can't Wu Yanzu do this acupuncture?"

"Wu Yanzu has made rapid progress, but now is the critical time, the medicine is suitable, and there will be no problems with acupuncture." Zi'an's eyebrows and eyes have a deep smile.

Murong Jie nodded slightly, knowing that this matter could not be done to others for the time being, so he stretched out his hand to touch her lower abdomen. It has been nearly four months now, and her abdomen is slightly swollen. Murong Jie has been waiting for the fetal movement that Zi An said, but touching her every day, also Didn't feel it.

"This guy is sleeping so soundly that he doesn't even move."

Zi'an smiled and said, "Why is it so fast? It will take a month."

"That's the time of Chinese New Year, hey, my neck has grown so long."

Like every new father, he is looking forward to his first child, looking forward to every link.

"Why do I look smaller than Liuliu's stomach?" Murong Jie said.

"Liu Liu's sliding pulse is also very strong, maybe it's triplets or triplets." Zi'an said.

"Then her belly will get bigger in the future." Murong Jie is not envious at all, because Zian's belly is so small, and it is she who suffers if she has to carry two or three children.

"What's the big deal?" Zi'an asked.

However, twins or triplets, relatively speaking, the risk of childbirth will increase. In this era, medical skills are backward, and women who are pregnant and give birth, if they encounter dystocia due to improper fetal position or other reasons, they will almost lose their lives.

Surgery is not popular, and there are no conditions for surgery. It can only be a normal delivery. It's hard work for Liu Liu.

"Thank you for your hard work." Murong Jie gently hugged her.

"Fool, what's the trouble? Having children is the only way for human beings to reproduce. If other women can give birth, why should I be more coquettish?"

Wu Yanzu suddenly lifted the curtain, "Master, I can hear you talking, but it's too crooked."

"Get lost!" Murong Jie yelled, "If you talk too much, you'll go on your donkey."

Wu Yanzu lowered the curtain, and the voice came in together with the wind, "What is the difference between me and riding a donkey? Aren't I being blown by the cold wind? This carriage is so big, what's wrong with taking me as an extra? Why did you drive me out to follow the handlebars?" I'm not a driver."

"Then you run into the palace tomorrow." Murong Jie's voice came out coldly.

Wu Yanzu shut up on the spot.

After two months of observation, he found that the prince was not easy to offend, he was just serious, and he was very strict, and he would get angry with others at every turn.

I can't afford it.

He can't hide, if he wants to learn medical skills, he must follow the master, but the prince also loves to follow the master, so there is always a threesome situation.

Next time, just ride a donkey with Sister Lingli.

He thought about it, and looked back, only to see that Lingli was not riding a donkey this time, but a maroon horse.

He quickly jumped out of the carriage and raised his hand to tell Lingli to stop.

Ling Li stopped his horse and looked down at him, "What's going on?"

Wu Yanzu circled the horse twice, tsk-tsk said: "Miss Lingli, have you made a fortune? Why didn't you say anything when you bought the horse? Let's celebrate at least."

"I didn't buy it, it was rewarded by the princess. My donkey is getting old." Ling Li said expressionlessly.

"Master is so biased." Wu Yanzu's eyes were bleeding, he was so jealous.

"Is your donkey old too?" Lingli leaned over and asked.

"My donkey is not old, but I am old." He wiped his face. The weather has been very dry recently, and his face is almost wrinkled. If the wind continues like this, he doesn't know what it will look like.

"Let me ride?" Lingli asked.

"Okay, okay!" Wu Yanzu was overjoyed, he didn't have a horse, so it would be nice to ride someone else's.

Lingli got off the horse, and Wu Yanzu got on the horse's back awkwardly. He had never ridden a horse before, but he thought it was at least the same as riding a donkey.

He was riding on the horse, looking at Lingli triumphantly, "Miss Lingli, you are a good horse, you have a good temper, and you don't bully strangers. My donkey can even kick."

He saw a mischievous smile in Lingli's eyes, and was about to ask, but saw her slapping the horse's buttocks, and the horse ran away.

"Oh, slow down, oh, I'm going to fall..."

The terrified roar gradually faded away, and Li Li clapped her hands and laughed loudly.

Tell you to covet my horse.

"Oh, how do I go back?" Lingli realized the embarrassing situation, the carriage left, the horse also left, she walked back?

In front, a man in green shirt came slowly on his horse.