The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 314
King Su's hidden residence.

After Song Qingyue returned home, she was still thinking about the military camp.

He also thought that Li Zhao would set up a military academy in the future, probably not only a military academy, but also an artillery academy, so he wrote down some modern army formations he had heard about in his previous life.

The Army of the Republic encompasses five theaters and thirteen group armies.In addition, after the firearms are gradually upgraded, the types of arms can also be gradually refined.

The military academy is not only responsible for the training of officers and special forces, but also responsible for the research and development of weapons and firearms.

Ah, don't forget, there are also military hospitals and cooking classes!

With the selection system for military academies and officers, some adjustments can be made in military ranks, such as general, lieutenant general, major general; colonel, colonel, lieutenant colonel, major; captain, lieutenant, and second lieutenant.

Although Song Qingyue is not very clear about the advantages of this military rank system compared to the traditional military rank system. After all, she is not a military expert, but she feels that the things selected by history must have their own advantages.

In addition, there is the organization of army, division, brigade, regiment, battalion, company, platoon, and squad. Ten to twelve people form a squad, three squads form a platoon, and three platoons form a company. Song Qingyue heard that each company is There is a cooking class that is responsible for lighting the fire and cooking.

After that, three to five companies will form a battalion. As for whether the gunners are matched with traditional infantry, let Li Zhao and the group of generals study it.

She is only responsible for providing ideas. With the upgrading of weapons, the way the army fights and the composition of the troops will definitely change significantly in the future.

Further up, three to four battalions form a regiment, two to three regiments form a brigade, three brigades form a division, and finally two to three divisions form an army.

In addition, Song Qingyue also thinks that it is a very good thing to pin a person's resume on the military uniform, such as the colored strips on the modern military uniform.In the future, when a son of a noble and wealthy family enters the military camp, people will look down on you when they see that your qualifications are pitifully small. In the future, no matter who you are, if you want to be respected in the army, you must actually serve and participate in the war.

Song Qingyue didn't need to think about how to design the seal of qualifications, and left it to Li Zhao's people to handle it.

In addition, there is the design of the military uniform.

When the rubber industry develops in the future, we will be able to manufacture rubber-soled military boots for everyone. You can also try to make a few sets of handsome military uniforms. Let Li Zhao have a try first.There are also camouflage uniforms, you can also try them out.

She drew them first, and when Li Zhao came back, she would show him to see if he liked it or not.

New military academy, new equipment, new military uniforms, just thinking about it makes one's heart surge! !

After writing these, the steward of the kitchen came and said that the lunch was ready and ready to use.Song Qingyue yawned again, she wanted to go to bed directly, but she was held back by Nanny Tong and Nanny Zhang, insisting that she eat lunch before going to sleep.

Song Qingyue is not hungry, and her appetite is not very good. If she is not pregnant now, she will definitely not eat willfully, but for the sake of the child, if she doesn't want to eat, she still has to eat.

The lunch cook cooks her favorite food on weekdays, such as steamed fish in soy sauce, which is Song Qingyue's favorite dish besides stewed lion's head, but today she suddenly ate a fishy smell.Song Qingyue felt that it was impossible for the cook to use stale fish, unless the cook didn't want to die, it must be because of her pregnancy, so she forced herself to eat several mouthfuls, and suddenly started to vomit halfway through.

This vomit was out of control.The two birth mothers hurriedly took out the wooden barrels they had prepared for Song Qingyue.

Song Qingyue vomited for a long time while holding the wooden barrel, emptying her stomach and still retching non-stop.

After finally suppressing the feeling of wanting to vomit, the nuns hurriedly served hot dishes and meals again.

Song Qingyue saw that the food on the table shook her head like a rattle, her tears were tearful, she was about to cry, she really didn't want to eat at all!
Bai Momo helped her to sit on the soft couch, and coaxed her softly: "I definitely have to eat it! The old slave has already removed the fish. What do you want to eat? You can do whatever you want. The old slave asked the kitchen to prepare it again." .”

Song Qingyue thought for a while: "Why don't we cook eggs."

"Okay! How about chicken soup and stewed eggs?"

Song Qingyue nodded.

After a while, the freshly steamed chicken soup and stewed eggs were brought over. Song Qingyue just drank a lot of water, and finally felt better in her mouth and stomach, but after taking two bites, a strong sense of nausea surged up.

Song Qingyue vomited again.

After she finished vomiting, Nanny Bai asked her what she wanted to eat again, this time Song Qingyue said nothing.

She shook her head desperately: "I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat anything. Mommy, please forgive me, let me sleep for a while, and eat when I wake up!"

Nanny Tong and Nanny Zhang also came to persuade her. Song Qingyue got a headache from being quarreled by several mommas, and when she became emotional, she started to cry loudly.

The faces of several mothers turned pale with fright. In the end, the doctor Chu was superior. He first asked Song Qingyue to eat a few canned hawthorns, and then asked the kitchen to cook a pot of porridge with yam, tuckahoe, and sweet soy milk. Finally, Song Qingyue ate half of it. Bowl down.

She felt wronged while eating, and couldn't stop crying.

In the evening, Li Zhao returned home.

Ning Yueyao stayed alone with Li Zhao all day today, she was so happy, she planned to take Li Zhao to her place to have dinner together, but when they entered the door, they saw the person waiting at the door cotton.

Mian Mian has a birthmark on her face, which is very conspicuous, but the princess promoted her to be a second-class maid in the main courtyard without any hesitation, and now she is very popular.

Ning Yueyao clenched her fists in disgust, and wanted to say something unpleasant, but remembering the six months of being left out in the cold, she obediently closed her mouth and clenched her teeth tightly, not daring to say anything wrong about Song Qingyue.

Li Zhao quickly walked over and asked Mian Mian, "What's the matter? But what's the matter with the princess?"

Mian Mian boldly said: "Princess Wang is not feeling well today, she cried a lot at noon."

"Is she crying?" Li Zhao immediately became nervous, and immediately took big steps to follow Mianmian to Baoguang Hall.

Ning Yueyao turned pale, but she only dared to swallow the bitterness in her mouth, blessed her body, and said: "The concubine sends your highness respectfully."

Li Zhao walked too fast and didn't leave her a single look. She said this to the cold wind in the winter corridor.

I don't know what my cousin said to my grandmother alone today. Ever since the table had a private conversation with my grandmother, her old man's expression was not very good, and she never asked me to talk to her alone.

In Baoguang Palace, Song Qingyue has been sleeping since the afternoon and has been sleeping until now, just waking up.

Opening his eyes, he saw Li Zhao sitting by the bed, looking at him worriedly.

The setting sun reflected on the wall through the glass windows, warm and golden.

She leaned over delicately, Li Zhao hugged her, and asked, "Have you started to have morning sickness today?"

"En." Song Qingyue responded in a low voice.

It is strange to say that most people start to have morning sickness in the second month, and it will be fine in the fourth month. Song Qingyue is fine in the first three months. Except for loss of appetite and easy sleepiness, she has no bad feeling. After three months, I actually started to vomit from the fourth month, and I still vomited until I was dizzy.

Li Zhao picked her up and asked, "Sleeping all afternoon, why don't you go for a walk in the yard?"

Song Qingyue nodded, her head resting weakly on Li Zhao's chest, her mind was in a mess, and she didn't bother to mention the matter of the military reform, so she stuffed the written things into Li Zhao's arms: "I thought of writing this morning, look at it." Is it useful."

She was still lazy and uninspired.

Li Zhao put it in his pocket without even looking at it. The things Yue'er gave must be good, and he will think about it carefully after coaxing her to sleep at night.

He helped her walk around the yard twice, and asked her about her visit to the firearms camp in the morning.

"It's nothing, it's just that I've stayed in the mansion for too long, and it's a bit boring."

Li Zhao didn't blame her, he just said: "In the future, if you want to leave the mansion, tell me anyway, and it's not that you don't agree. If you want to go out while your husband is not in the mansion, is it premeditated? In the future, you will be bored. You go out to play."

"No! My husband is in the mansion, I am not bored at all, every day is very interesting! But I am bored when you are not in the mansion!" Song Qingyue softly lay in Li Zhao's arms, rubbing her head against his chest, her black eyes shining He stared at Li Zhao eagerly, "Will you really take me out to play?"

Li Zhao sighed, knowing that this little liar was lying to others again.

But he was very happy to hear her coaxing him.

He squeezed her face and said with a smile: "Little vixen! When you feel bored, tell Weifu that Weifu will take you out!"

"My husband is the best!" Song Qingyue cheered, and rewarded Li Zhao with a kiss.

After the two of them took a walk in the yard, it was almost time for dinner.

Seeing a table of food, Song Qingyue's face immediately wrinkled.

She buried her head in Li Zhao's arms, and coquettishly said, "I don't want to eat."

"What if you don't eat? The child will be hungry! At least eat something."

"Hungry to death! This little guy has tortured his mother to death before he was born! When he is born, my mother will spank his ass every day!"

"Okay, spank his ass every day in the future, and now you have to eat, don't you?"

It was so easy to coax Song Qingyue into wanting to eat some, but she started to vomit again after eating two mouthfuls, and she continued to coax her after she vomited. After going back and forth like this two or three times, finally she got a bowl of salty bean curd, and she finally asked Song Qingyue to eat it again. Spit it out.

Ask her what to eat again, Song Qingyue refuses to say anything, her throat is hoarse from stomach acid.

Li Zhao had no choice but to let her sleep first, hoping that she would feel better tomorrow.

But this hope was in vain. On the second day, Song Qingyue vomited worse than the first day, and everyone in the room was in a hurry. It was useless for Li Zhao to call the cook, the two birth mothers, and the Imperial Physician Chu to scold them one by one. , and at the end, Song Qingyue scolded me: "I can't eat it, what are you scolding them for? The child I'm pregnant is not yours? Who told me I can't eat it? Isn't it all your fault? You are so noisy, get out !"

Everyone in the room was frightened by the princess's toughness, but His Highness didn't seem to be angry at all, and scolded himself carefully: "Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore, it's all my husband's fault, okay? Don't be angry. .Look at you, with such a temper, the baby born in the future will also have a bad temper."

"Say I have a bad temper? Your temper will be fine?" Song Qingyue glared at him.

Li Zhao took her hand, massaged the acupuncture points on her hand, and coaxed her without temper: "Okay, I have a bad temper. Since my husband has a bad temper, I can only treat my wife well, okay?"

Song Qingyue lay in his arms and felt wronged again.

For the next half a month, Song Qingyue vomited everything she ate. Just eating took almost all of her energy, and she couldn't take math classes anymore. Slow down.

Li Zhao took the materials Song Qingyue wrote on the mountain when she was a nun to read and learn by herself.

If you really don't understand, ask Song Qingyue again.

Li Zhao was half-studying on his own, and his progress was only a little slower, but he continued to learn smoothly.

As for the boys from the Song family who went to Li Zhaobie's courtyard to attend classes, they lived with grief and resentment every day under the contemptuous eyes of this little maid, Mohen.

Although Mohen himself is not yet proficient in writing questions, Song Qingyue has been writing those exercise textbooks since she was six years old. After more than ten years of teaching, plus one and a half years of hard work as a nun, now all the exercise books are full of off the shelf.

The brothers of the Song family start from the crowing of the cock every day, attend lectures and do questions until sunset, and they almost throw up when writing papers.

However, Mo Lan didn't feel pity for them at all, thinking that she herself came here in the same way back then, and there was also a monthly exam!

She has to keep her eyes open, and she will definitely gear up for anyone who doesn't do well in the monthly exam and tutor them alone!

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Because the emperor didn't build a new palace, all the princes were still crowded in Su Wang's hidden mansion.

The other princes were going crazy all day because of the money issue, as if their hair would be pulled off by themselves!

On the contrary, Li Zhao and Song Qingyue, who are not short of money, are not in a hurry to find a mansion to move out.

Li Zhao is the former son of the eldest son, with a large territory, and the entire East Road belongs to them.

When Song Qingyue was not pregnant with a child, she made many assumptions about herself, one of which was to go out for a walk every day, and never stay in the house without moving.

Pregnancy disorders such as high blood pressure during pregnancy, diabetes during pregnancy, and epilepsy are very common!
But she found that she couldn't do it at all!

Because she couldn't eat anything at all.

Seeing her scalp getting numb after eating every day, and the child in her belly was like a vampire, sucking all the strength out of her body.

She is now dizzy after walking a few steps in the yard of Wufangzhai. The most comfortable thing for her every day is to lie on the bed and sleep soundly.

For the sake of the child, Song Qingyue had to bite the bullet every day and eat the things that disgusted her when she saw and smelled them.

The chin is pointed, and the person looks haggard.

Li Zhao's heart ached terribly, there was already a lot of trouble with the Imperial Physician Chu, and Li Zhao scolded him so many times, if it wasn't for the princess's very good attitude every time, and the rewards were also full, he would have resigned from office and returned to his hometown.

It's not easy for Jiang Yuanzheng!
It's really not easy to be a court official!
Woohoo, Lanshou, mushrooms...

(End of this chapter)