System, help me be an empress

Chapter 223

The time is coming soon, God bless 17 years.

After two years of research, Xinyige has successfully extracted a suitable dose of medicinal ingredients from poppies, and made them into medicines for preservation.

"Your Majesty, the analgesic drug extracted from poppies this time has a relatively low possibility of causing addiction. So far, this drug has only been used on a small number of patients with severe diseases for which there is no cure. The total number of patients is 71. There was no single case of addiction among people. In clinical comparative experiments, only after continuous high-concentration injection of this drug for at least seven days, the patient will have a slight sense of dependence, but it will not be as difficult to quit as opium.”

While speaking, Ruan Yuzuo opened the compression refrigeration device specially designed by Shengong Bureau for Xinyi Pavilion, which is similar to the existence of the refrigerator of the next generation, a freezer with a height of half a person.

The door of the refrigeration unit was opened, and the cold air came out of it instantly, and there were nearly a hundred painkilling injections inside.

"does it have any side effects?"

"Theoretically speaking, after the drug is metabolized, there will be no side effects." Ruan Yuzuo thought about it and replied.

"Then apply it to the new hospital first, and you are in charge of drug control." Xu Youxi said as he walked, "Produce another thousand painkillers and hand them over to Meng Zhiqian, Shangshu of the Ministry of War. In case of war, what role these painkillers can play It's big."

After leaving the Xinyi Pavilion, Xu Youxi did not return to the palace early, but stopped by to see the construction of her mausoleum.

Xu Youxi didn't plan to make any major construction projects, as long as the place can accommodate her treasures over the years, that's enough.However, those skilled craftsmen who were invited by the Ministry of Industry to design the emperor's tomb never underestimated this matter.

The mausoleum is located on a not-so-large green hill, and the house where the tablet will be enshrined in the future will be built on the top of the hill, and a lightning rod is even thoughtfully designed.

The Ministry of Industry has been busy with the South-to-North Water Transfer Project in the past two years, and almost everyone has a lot of tasks on them. Mo Shiqi even wrote letters to different people on the day of giving birth, assigning tasks for the next period of time.

Today, the 'South-to-North Water Diversion' project is basically led by Hang Yonghan and He Muqing.Later, when it came time to cooperate with the local government, Du Nian would take the initiative to negotiate and open up relationships for them.

Du Nian's help saved them a lot of trouble.

Due to the need to travel back and forth to several places, people from the Ministry of Industry often cannot return home for three to five months.Although it is hard work, sometimes they think of the eight big characters on the mouth of the engineering department - merit in the present age, benefit in the future, and suddenly they are motivated again, telling themselves in their hearts that they are completing a very great project .

Now, the Ministry of Industry has another burden to build Xu Youxi's mausoleum, and it is even more busy.From time to time, Mo Shiqi was so busy that she couldn't do anything, so she could only call her husband Xie Qun over to work as her supervisor.

When Xu Youxi came over to take a stroll, he heard the cement workers teasing Xie Qun, and everyone was joking, but they didn't have any bad intentions.

"Mrs. Shang Shu has come to work as a supervisor again?"

Xie Qun didn't feel that he was being looked down upon, on the contrary, he quite liked the title 'Mrs. Shangshu': "What can I do, my lady is too busy."

"I can't chat with you anymore, I have business today."

"What's the matter!"

The workers pricked up their ears and became curious.

Xie Qun smiled and said: "Didn't you realize that I brought a group of soldiers here today? I'm going to use gunpowder to blow up a few caves on the mountain today, so don't get too close to join in the fun."

"Is gunpowder used?!"

"Isn't it normal to use gunpowder? Mining ore in stone mines and building train tunnels are all using gunpowder to open roads. Who said that explosives must only appear on the battlefield." Xie Qun glanced at the sky, "It's almost time. I have to go to the explosives site."

"Master Xie, are you going to arrange the gunpowder point yourself? You know this?"

"Yeah, I was a soldier for a few years before, and I have come into contact with all kinds of things." Just as Xie Qun finished speaking, his eyes fell on Xu Youxi who had been standing not far away for an unknown amount of time, and he was startled.

"Your Majesty, my lord! Why do you come here when you have time?" Xie Qun quickly stepped forward to greet him, "So far, everything has gone smoothly."

"Just to take a look."

Xu Youxi's eyes fell on the several houses that had been repaired on the green hill, and she felt that the outline of the mausoleum could already be seen: "You guys are working very fast. In a year or so, the construction should be completed, right?"

"The previous estimated time is two years, and it must be too late."

"I see that there are many iron tripods at the foot of the mountain, and there are several houses with structures similar to temples. What are they doing there?"

"At the foot of the mountain, there are nine bells and tripods. The nine bells and tripods correspond to small temples. People can choose different bells and tripods to burn incense and make wishes. The side door is Valkyrie and Yuelao."

"..."

Still have to listen to people's wishes?

Really, I won't be allowed to be idle after death!

"According to public opinion surveys, many people hope that the God of Wealth can be carved in the likeness of Master Du; the God of War can be carved in the likeness of Meng Shangshu, and the identity of Yuelao is none other than Yao Shaofu!"

"?"

Are they serious!

Pinched Du Zhiyi to God of Wealth;

Meng Shangshu, who knows only literature but not martial arts, becomes a god of martial arts;

And Yao Dacheng, who almost cut off the red line of everyone around him, was a month old?
Xu Youxi suddenly remembered that when her father talked to her before, he regretfully said, "Xixi really won't enter the imperial tomb? When your mother and I were building the tomb, I specially reserved it for you and your brother." Two big pits, unfortunately they are no longer needed.”

"His Majesty?"

Seeing that Xu Youxi had been silent, Xie Qun reminded him by the way.

"Yeah." Xu Youxi regained his composure, "Okay, you go ahead, I have to leave first. It's better not to put any God of Wealth or Martial God at the foot of the mountain."

Mainly unlucky.

"...change it to nine stone tablets that can be engraved, and record the names and deeds of some people who have contributed to the prosperity of Daqian. For example, it can be engraved, the first director of the Shengong Bureau is proud of it; the year and month A certain soldier was sacrificed in the Japanese Overseas War.”

……

Xu Youxi said for a while: "Okay, let's all go back, I have other things to do."

Xu Youxi passed by Shangjing University and walked into the school with a token.

The first one she went to was the foreign student class, and the one who was giving a lecture was the grandma who was very good at cutting window grilles.She wears reading glasses, sits quietly on a chair, holds scissors in one hand, and a stack of red paper in the other, and demonstrates while talking.

Soon, an extremely beautiful window grille was completed.

The enthusiasm of international students for paper-cutting is very high. Before the teacher finished the lecture, the students below are already eager to try.

Xu Youxi couldn't laugh or cry, she didn't expect these international students to be so interested in Dagan culture.After international students come to Dagan, they are not all difficult courses. From time to time, there will be interesting courses such as cutting window grilles, making dumplings, and zongzi, which cover the epitome of Dagan's traditional customs.

I hope they will return to their hometown one day, and they will miss Dagan forever.

(End of this chapter)