Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved-Chapter 570: Why Did She Suddenly Give Birth Prematurely?

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Chapter 570: Chapter 570: Why Did She Suddenly Give Birth Prematurely?

Three days later, a one hundred zhang long cement road was completed.

The villagers all came to see the novelty.

Although there were barriers, while it was still wet, there were still footprints left on the surface by cats, dogs, and birds, adding a touch of childlike fun.

Once it had completely dried, the next morning, the villagers gathered, and Jun Yuyan personally lit the firecrackers and ordered people to remove the barriers on the roadside, declaring that the road was finished and thus open to traffic.

"Such a solid roadway!"

"It’s incredibly smooth—unbelievable!"

"The carriage passes without any worry of bumps."

Murong Jiu also stepped onto it.

Not only the villagers, but she too found it unbelievable.

She looked up at Jun Yuyan and said, "If such roads were everywhere in Great Yan, it would be much faster to travel anywhere in the future, and we would never have to worry about walking in mud due to rain or snow again, how wonderful."

No wonder Wang Yingluo once said, "If you want to be rich, first build roads"; it really coincides with their concept.

"It will get better and better,"

Jun Yuyan embraced her, his face full of smiles.

Like all the villagers, excited and amazed.

...

Before long, another year passed.

The walls of Capital City were rebuilt, becoming taller and sturdier.

The entire city was paved with cement, no longer squeaky and bumpy on the uneven cobblestone surfaces.

The dangerous buildings in the city were torn down, replaced with cement adhesive that provided extreme stability.

More brick kilns appeared outside the city, as did more houses and more villagers.

Zhijin and Zhiyu could now recite the Three Character Classic while nodding their heads with their teacher.

Jun Yuyan said shaking the head wasn’t good, but Murong Jiu said, occasionally turning it was also beneficial as it kept the neck from becoming stiff.

However, the two little ones didn’t love studying.

They ran around in the Imperial Palace every day, and Jun Yuyan and Murong Jiu, worried that the children might be bored, specifically chose children of the same age or a few years older from the officials’ children to enter the palace.

For this, Jun Yuyan ordered several unoccupied palaces to be converted into places where the children could play and rest on rainy or snowy days.

Master Hui Jue had already passed away.

He had once left a phrase saying that there might be other transmigrators in the future, such people must be handled with caution; they could either bring tremendous help or cause a cataclysm for Great Yan.

Jun Yuyan and Murong Jiu never lowered their guard.

Cement roads, the printing technique, soap—these all proved that there had been transmigrators in Great Yan before.

If they appeared again, they would only be more cautious.

Not everyone was as arrogant as Wang Yingluo.

Some were adept at biding their time.

Thus, though Great Yan had grown stronger, its military strength had never weakened. General Fu, Su Kai, and others upon returning from Dongtu Prefecture, continued training new troops.

Su Kai went to the Borderlands with his beloved wife and child to simultaneously strengthen military forces and guard the frontier.

And though the Imperial Palace appeared to have fewer people, in reality, it housed many experts, mostly masters of Qinggong, skilled in concealment.

If someone indeed dared to enter, their end would be disastrous.

After a year and a half of development, Great Yan’s ships were divided into merchant ships and warships, with the number of warships exceeding five hundred, and the number of maritime soldiers also steadily increasing.

Of course, the marines normally trained on land, but they had an additional crucial training that land soldiers did not — Float and Swim and breath-holding.

Even if there were no wars to fight for decades to come, these soldiers had to be maintained, ready for any sudden need and also as a form of deterrence.

Moreover, there were many spies from Great Yan outside.

The Imperial Court also encouraged merchants to go overseas and trade beyond national borders, requiring only that they report to the Imperial Court annually and answer some official questions.

This action was to prevent the emergence of transmigrators from other countries, which could suddenly strengthen their nations.

It enabled timely awareness of other countries’ development.

In response to this within Great Yan, Jun Yuyan had already covertly established an intelligence agency a year ago that spanned the entire country. Each month, news from all over was relayed back.

It not only checked for the emergence of transmigrators but also monitored local officials.

However, if a transmigrator kept a low profile, naturally, they would remain undetected. As long as the individual posed no threat, Jun Yuyan did not care whether someone was a so-called transmigrator.

Throughout this past year, everything had appeared normal, with no anomalies.

...

Chun Tao’s child could now crawl all over the place. The little boy resembled Senior Brother Cheng but had a character more like Chun Tao, always smiling happily.

Zhijin and Zhiyu loved playing with him since there were no younger children in the palace, only Chun Tao’s little brother was the youngest.

The little one especially loved to laugh, giggling joyously, which Murong Jiu found incredibly endearing.

In her past life, Chun Tao died tragically because of her; in this life, Chun Tao was married with her own child, living so happily; Murong Jiu truly felt relieved.

"In the future, let Brother Jie serve as a guard to His Highness, protecting the Crown Prince and Princess!" Chun Tao said, unable to hide her happiness.

Murong Jiu immediately intervened, "That won’t do. Our Brother Jie starts from such a high point; how can he be just a guard? He must at least try for scholarly honors and ascent to nobility."

"Ah!" Chun Tao exclaimed, quickly shaking her head, "I feel like Brother Jie, similar to me in temperament, is definitely as slow as I am. Learning always took me long; he’s surely not meant for academics."

Murong Jiu laughed, "Stop it; you aren’t stupid, just pure-natured. Besides, you never had the chance to study. It’s different for Brother Jie. Never mention such things in front of him; children need to be praised to become smarter."

As if responding to her, Brother Jie, crawling on the mat, showed his few little teeth and grinned gigglingly at her.

Chun Tao also smiled.

Just then, Hong Yi, clad in light armor, rushed in from outside.

"Your Majesty, Lady Lou has unexpectedly gone into early labor, but the baby cannot be delivered. Lord Lou has come to seek help at the palace gates!"

Murong Jiu immediately stood up and hurried Chun Tao to bring the medicine box.

Rushing outside the palace, Lou Zixi looked pale, and skipping any formalities, he urgently implored her to save Sikong Wan.

"Zixi, don’t panic. Has my master already gone?"

"Yes, Divine Doctor Zhai, Divine Doctor Miao, and Doctor Cheng have all been summoned by me. They said we must perform a cesarean to remove the baby. I dare not let Wanwan take such a big risk, so I have come to beg you!"

Performing a cesarean was indeed risky.

It wasn’t always successful.

Especially now, during the summer, wounds were more likely to get infected. If natural birth was possible, it certainly would be better not to perform the operation.

Great Yan was not yet capable of the aseptic techniques Wang Yingluo once mentioned.

Even a minor germ could be fatal for a woman who had undergone a cesarean section.

Sikong Wan had previously had a miscarriage due to a fall, and it took over a year before she became pregnant again, the baby not yet due.

The carriage swiftly made its way to Lou Mansion, and upon arrival, Murong Jiu asked Lou Zixi:

"Wanwan had been healthy when I read her pulse during her pregnancy. Why did she suddenly go into early labor?" freewēbnoveℓ.com