If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

The question asked by Master Ou is also one of the things Meixiang has been thinking about the most recently. As the saying goes: Before the carriages and horses move, the food and grass must go first. Sometimes the war is fought with the various guarantees in the rear area.

"The supply of food is a big deal. To be honest, I have thought a lot about this issue. I think the best way now is to encourage the general public to open up wasteland to grow food and herbs. Even if the population decreases in the future and wasteland is abandoned again, it is better to harvest one more season."

Everyone's eyes darkened when they heard this, and Ou Mengde nodded: "Tomorrow the government office will draft a notice and send it out. The weather is starting to warm up, and it's the best time to open up the wasteland."

Meixiang turned to look at Situ Yidong, "How is the matter of importing horses that I mentioned last time going?"

"We have been in contact with them since last year, but the results are not very good. All they are willing to give us are some old horses and some foals."

"You and Liu Xuanyi should think about this carefully and find out what they need. Apart from food, we can satisfy them as long as it does not harm our foundation." Meixiang thought for a moment and continued, "Manager Liu, regarding the food issue, you should increase your efforts to stockpile as much as possible in case of emergency."

The two nodded, and Meixiang looked at the other people sitting there, "Does anyone have any questions?"

Seeing everyone shaking their heads, Meixiang continued, "That's it for today. Regarding the things just mentioned, everyone should come up with specific implementation plans. It's getting late, everyone go back and have a good rest. Master Ou, Uncle Luo, and Brother Luo Sheng, you can stay at Liu's house tonight. Aunt Li has already cleaned the room."

Meixiang didn't say that there would be a war all night, but every sentence was about making some necessary arrangements around this topic. Doctor Wang and his friends heard the conversation between Meixiang and Chu Zeming that day, and they were more or less prepared.

But it was the first time for Ou Mengde, Old Man Luo and Luo Sheng to hear about it. They tossed and turned at night and couldn't sleep. The next day, everyone left the Liu Mansion with dark circles under their eyes.

Meixiang, sitting in the main courtyard, watched everyone hurriedly walk out of the gate one after another, and sighed secretly in her heart. She didn't know why, ever since she met Bailang on the first day of the Lunar New Year, she had a vague feeling in her heart that Haoyue would definitely have a dispute with the Hidden Kingdom on the back mountain, and she would definitely set foot on that land in person.

Situ Yidong, who was sitting next to her and preparing to take Feng Yishuang to the military camp after breakfast, turned around and looked at Meixiang who was in deep thought. He couldn't help but sit down again: "Sister Xiang'er, what are you thinking about so absent-mindedly?"

"It's nothing, just go and get busy." Meixiang, who had just come back to her senses after her train of thought was interrupted, turned her head and smiled at him and replied.

Looking at the sky, it was indeed getting late. He rubbed his fingers secretly, resisting the urge to pinch her cheeks that still had some baby fat. "Don't think too much. We just need to do what we should do now. The rest is also something we can decide now."

Meixiang smiled and nodded. Seeing that her eyes were no longer strange, Situ Yidong took Chen Da, Feng Yishuang, and Feng Yijia away from Liu's house and rode towards the military camp. Each of them had too many things to deal with and really didn't have time to stay in Liu's house for too long.

As all matters in Liuzhou Prefecture were progressing in an orderly manner, the capital also received letters sent from Liuzhou Prefecture at full speed.

As more and more women in the capital successfully became pregnant, Meixiang's prescription and the herbal medicine from Liuzhou Prefecture became more and more famous. Old Man Luo had never thought that the herbal medicine from their market would become famous in the capital for such a reason.

The mayors of various prefectures who received the news also began to write to the court, requesting the Imperial Hospital to set up a branch of the consultation hall and send imperial doctors to see patients. In line with public opinion, the increase in the population of the prefecture was one of the reasons, but what made them even more jealous was the benefits and convenience brought by the caravan.

Wherever the caravan passes, whether it is your specialty products for sale or the items you need, even if you just want them to help you deliver a letter, as long as they can do it and as long as it has been negotiated in advance, they will definitely do it for you.

In the imperial study, Patriarch Feng held the one-foot-high memorial submitted by the prefectures and states, with a wry smile on his face. He had never dreamed that one day he would have such a sweet burden. "Everyone, take a look. How should we deal with this?"

"Don't look at me. I'm not good at this." Seeing the look that Patriarch Feng was looking at him, Patriarch Situ, who was sitting closest to him, waved his hands repeatedly, "I'm almost annoyed to death by them because of this these days."

"That's right, that's right, boy Feng, you must not come to us about this matter, you make the decision yourself, and if it really doesn't work, you can write a letter to discuss it with girl Xiang?" Old Patriarch Chu also refused. He didn't even have the desire to flip through the pile of memorials in Patriarch Feng's hand.

Who doesn't have two or three relatives in the various prefectures? With such good connections, they naturally want to get a share of the pie as soon as possible. They all use various channels to send letters to the prefectures, hoping to get some help. It is possible that except for the Imperial Palace, they can't send letters to the other three prefectures.

Why? Of course, there is no master in the palace. Apart from the emperor and his son, the only other master was locked up in the side hall farthest from the main hall by the emperor himself and could not come out.

The emperor was kind-hearted. Seeing that his minister and childhood friend was in a really difficult situation, he asked the eunuch to call in the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau who had been waiting outside the palace.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor, and all the gentlemen." The head of the court secretly raised his eyes to glance at the gentlemen sitting there and knelt down to pay his respects.

"Get up. The reason I called you here today is mainly because I want to know about the recent situation in the consultation hall." The emperor glanced at his father, called the head of the hospital and began to question him.

Upon hearing this, the head of the hospital secretly wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, silently thanked Liuzhou Prefecture's Imperial Physician Wang and his team for designing the medical record book, took out a few sheets of paper that he had prepared in advance, and handed them to the approaching eunuch with both hands, "This is the data compiled by the medicine boy in the consultation hall yesterday based on the medical records of the patients who came for treatment. Please have a look, sirs."

Flipping through the papers in my hand, the tables clearly listed the total number of patients who visited the hospital, how many were pregnant, how many months the fetus was, where the pregnant women were from...

After the eight people sitting there finished reading, they all showed a hint of surprise in their eyes. In less than three months, nearly three thousand women had become pregnant. No wonder the mayors of the states were so crazy now.

"How many patients come for treatment every day recently?" The head of the Feng family looked at the emperor and took over the right to speak.

The hospital director lowered his head and thought for a moment, secretly thanking himself for developing the habit of looking at the data every day, in addition to strolling around the consultation hall every day. "In the past few days, apart from the woman who came for regular follow-up visits, the number of new patients has obviously dropped a lot."

"Regarding this, I went to the Ministry of Revenue in the capital to find out more. It is mainly determined by the number of women of childbearing age in the capital." The head of the courtyard added, looking at the expression on the face of the head of the Feng family.

"In other words, your Imperial Hospital can now allocate appropriate manpower?"

"Well, in principle you can say that." The dean hesitated and replied cautiously.

The head of the Feng family nodded, and then he remembered something Feng Yizhen mentioned in his previous letter, "Do you have a midwife sitting in your consultation room?"

"Midwife?" The dean asked in surprise. He didn't understand why the head of the Feng family mentioned the topic of midwife. Why would a pharmacy that specializes in treating patients need a midwife?

Everyone knew the answer when they saw his expression. Before the head of the Feng family finished speaking, they all thought of why he mentioned the matter of the midwife. Since Xiang Yatou had already paved a way for them in Liuzhou Prefecture, they just had to do as she said.

Taking a deep breath, the head of the Feng family began to patiently explain the reason. For more than 3,000 pregnant women, if they were not fully prepared in advance, the consequences would be... "For pregnant women, how do you doctors usually check them? Take their pulses?"