Chapter 431 Soup and porridge

Author: There are dragons in Nanshan

Zhu Qizhen looked at the telegraph machine and then looked at Tong Xuan kneeling below, feeling very complicated.

This guy has a relatively flexible mind and has a certain level of attainment in the field of electricity. For some reason, he likes electric fish. I wonder if he was stuck when he ate fish in his previous life.

"Okay, as long as you don't study electric fish, I won't pursue it."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Tong Xuan looked frightened. Didn’t he build an electric fish device? He was inexplicably linked to the regicide. If he had a fragile psychological quality, he would be scared to death if he was afraid.

"This telegraph machine..."

Zhu Qizhen swung the telegraph machine and was quite interested.

Tong Xuan and Xu Pu looked at each other, and both of them were confused because this thing was made of a telephone, so why did the emperor come up with a new term as soon as he spoke?

Telephone, telephone?

As the name suggests, a telephone is to create a machine that can realize remote calls based on electrical principles.

This simple telephone can only send letters remotely. It is logical that it should be called a telecommunications machine, so why is it called a telecommunications machine?

"...Is it done by you two?"

Tong Xuan nodded and said, "That's right!"

Zhu Qizhen nodded and said, "The thing is good, is there a password book?"

"ah?"

Tong Xuan was stunned. The emperor actually knew the password book?

Xu Pu was also surprised and took out a natural science encyclopedia from his body and said, "This book is used."

Zhu Qizhen said again: "The three sets of numbers represent the page, column and number respectively. Is that true?"

Tong Xuan and Xu Pu were even more shocked. They really couldn't imagine that the principle of sending the news that they worked hard to figure out was revealed by the emperor just a glance. It was really...unfathomable!

"Back to the emperor, that's exactly what it is!"

"The thing is good. You can set up an experimental dedicated line from Xishan to Beijing. Well... the password book needs to be specially made. It is best to prepare two copies, one for daily calls and the other for encrypting calls."

Xu Pu was puzzled and asked, "Please make it clear!"

Zhu Qizhen put down the thing and said, "Do you two make this thing? Can you tell the meaning of it?"

The two looked at each other again, and Xu Pu said: "It is roughly equivalent to the telephone set proposed by the emperor, which can transmit information remotely, but it cannot talk."

"Yes, it can convey information. As long as the line is clear, you can send a telegram here and receive it thousands of miles away, but you must also consider the strategic significance!"

"I understand!"

Xu Pu said with a sudden realization, "As long as you can create the same telegraph machine and carry it on the line, you can accept information. If there is a war, the information we send may be intercepted by the enemy!"

Zhu Qizhen smiled with relief and said, "That's right, that's exactly what it means!"

Xu Pu continued: "The emperor mentioned encryption just now, that is, we need to prepare another set of password books. At that time, even if the information is intercepted, the enemy will not be able to decipher it!"

Tong Xuan's eyes lit up and said, "You can prepare a few more sets, and then when sending the report, use a set of identification codes in advance to show the difference. The receiver only needs to check the identification code to know which book is being used."

"Very good, go and prepare as soon as possible!"

"yes!"

The two bowed and said goodbye and went back to the west to prepare.

Zhu Qizhen slowly stood up and walked out of the imperial study room.

"emperor!"

Wan Zhen'er came over with the medicine and saw Zhu Qizhen, and hurriedly bowed.

"Forgive it!"

Zhu Qizhen waved his hand and said, "Don't politely when there are no outsiders in the future. I don't like the red tape."

Wan Zhen'er looked embarrassed and said, "Isn't this right?"

"I'm right, just right!"

"yes!"

"What medicine is it today?"

"When I go back to the emperor, it is ginseng and deer antler soup, which replenishes qi and blood."

Zhu Qizhen was a little funny and said, "I have recovered, there is no need to eat ginseng every day, right?"

"The emperor has not yet recovered, so he should replenish more qi and blood."

"If this thing is supplemented too much...will it gets bleeding from nose?"

"Only those who are weak will be unable to make up for their weakness. The emperor is in good health and will only make up for them more and more energetic!"

Zhu Qizhen had no choice but to drink the soup.

Wan Zhen'er looked curious and asked, "Master, do you understand everything?"

"What do you want to ask?"

"I……"

Wan Zhen'er's face suddenly showed a hint of flushing and she whispered: "I have occasionally swelled and painful recently. I wonder if I am sick?"

"Then go to the Imperial Hospital for a look. I remember that there are several old doctors who are very good at treating women."

"The Imperial Hospital has changed a lot recently. Moreover, the old doctors are very unfriendly to me, a little girl. Every time I see you, they have dark faces, as if I owe them money!"

Zhu Qizhen knew in his heart that the establishment of Shang Medical Bureau had a vague meaning of stealing the job of the Imperial Hospital. In addition, the empress dowager's illness and poisoning himself, he was slapped in the face twice, which made the old doctors lose face. How could he treat her well?

Moreover, now Wan Zhen'er is a doctor and cannot even treat her own illness, which makes people laugh.

"I don't understand very much, but... let's talk about it first, what's going on?"

Wan Zhen'er said: "The main reason is that the lower abdomen is vaguely painful, especially when it rains and cloudy days, it is particularly obvious."

Zhu Qizhen thought about it and the situation she mentioned was roughly uterine cold disease.

However, I just rely on guessing and cannot do it accurately.

If it is just a uterine cold disease, it takes some time to treat it, and there is no big problem.

If you are afraid, you are afraid...what if it is a more serious disease?

"Come here and let me see!"

Zhu Qizhen was worried, not to mention tumors or something...

Wan Zhen'er came forward with a distorted expression and was very unnatural.

"Clothes are lifted."

"ah?"

Wan Zhen'er was stunned, her face flushed even more.

Zhu Qizhen didn't think so much, but was thinking about what kind of disease this symptom was. He was not a doctor, and the information he received in daily life may not be enough.

Wan Zhen'er slowly lifted up her clothes, revealing the snow-white skin on her lower abdomen.

Zhu Qizhen didn't think much about it and reached out to press it.

"Is it here?"

Wan Zhen'er felt like she was electrocuted and couldn't help but tremble, saying, "No...no!"

Zhu Qizhen moved his hand half an inch down and asked again: "Here?"

Wan Zhen'er's body trembled a little, she gritted her teeth and said, "Yes!"

"Don't shake..."

Zhu Qizhen frowned and slowly pressed it a few times, but found nothing hard.

Then, he suddenly lowered his head and pressed his face on.

This action surprised Wan Zhen'er. She wanted to speak, but she was nervously unable to speak.

"Your Majesty, I have cooked you a bowl of bird's nest porridge..."

A familiar voice came, and Queen Qian was standing at the door of the Imperial Study Room with a bowl of hot porridge.

Wan Zhen'er's face turned pale and subconsciously wanted to escape, but Zhu Qizhen was holding her waist and couldn't walk away.

Queen Qian had already seen this scene and stopped immediately, not knowing what to do.

Zhu Qizhen then raised his head and said to Queen Qian: "It just so happens that you can come here."

Queen Qian walked forward in confusion. At this time, Wan Zhen'er's face was already blushing to the base of her neck, her lips became purple, and she almost cried.

"Your Majesty, are you?"
To be continued...