A lazy bum transmigrates and marries a eunuch – it's awesome!

Chapter 273 Preparation before the war

When Jiang Xinyu released a large number of palace maids out of the palace, the eunuchs were also in a state of panic, fearing that they would be driven out of the palace and have nowhere to go.

To outsiders, they are neither male nor female, just a bunch of filthy bastards.

Not only would their family not tolerate them, but they also couldn't find anyone to rent a house or find a job.

Even if you're hungry, cold, and beaten and scolded in the palace, at least you have somewhere to stay. But if you really go out, you'll have no way to survive.

After careful consideration, Jiang Xinyu decided to teach them the penicillin production technique.

These people are forbidden from leaving the palace for their entire lives, which can prevent the outflow of technology to the greatest extent possible.

The money earned from selling medicine can supplement their monthly salary, allowing them to live a better life.

Moreover, those selected to work in the pharmacy are mostly elderly, frail, or of average appearance and not very clever.

Such people will find it difficult to get ahead in front of their masters, and they will definitely cherish such an easy and well-paid job.

Cultivating Penicillium mold is not difficult; as long as you strictly follow the steps and are at ease, there will be no problem.

She had already planned it all out: once the young emperor grew up and had many concubines in the harem, she would move the pharmaceutical factory elsewhere.

In the future, old, injured, or disabled eunuchs in the palace can work in the pharmaceutical factory.

The factory has dormitories, a canteen, a clinic, and snack shops and various other food stalls to improve one's life. As long as you can still work, you won't have a bad life.

In the past, eunuchs who couldn't afford to raise their adopted sons or who were crippled and abandoned by their masters had no choice but to die.

Her penicillin factory was essentially a way out for all the low-ranking eunuchs.

Since cultivating Penicillium mold in the palace and giving elderly eunuchs a new job, Jiang Xinyu has become a living bodhisattva among the eunuchs.

Regardless of whether it's Xiao Yuan, Jin Zekang, or the young emperor, if anyone had the intention to kill Jiang Xinyu, these eunuchs would probably rebel together.

Everyone gets old eventually, and 90% of eunuchs never rise in rank.

The fact that the Lady of the Eunuch entrusted the production of this miraculous medicine to the eunuchs was essentially giving them an extra source of income to live on in their old age.

This favor is too great.

Not to mention the lowly eunuchs who couldn't get ahead and relied on this, even the most influential eunuchs around their masters wouldn't dare to underestimate it.

Flowers are not a hundred days of red.

Unless you can rise to the level of Chief Supervisor Xiao, your honor and disgrace are nothing more than a matter of a single word from your master.

There were countless instances of chief eunuchs in the palace being beaten, crippled, and thrown into the laundry department for failing to perform their duties.

Who dares to claim they will never decline?

The penicillin produced in the past few months has been stockpiled in large quantities. Some will be kept for emergency use, and the rest can be sent to the border.

This stuff is an excellent treatment for external wound infections and can greatly increase the survival rate of wounded soldiers.

In other words, the current production scale cannot keep up; otherwise, it should be classified as a strategic reserve material.

Furthermore, the blueprints for the repeating crossbow provided by Jiang Xinyu have also been completed.

Furthermore, with the arms factories switching to coal smelting and increasing metal production, it can be said that they had all the necessary elements for fighting a war.

Jin Zekang became more and more excited as he calculated; this time, he even wanted to fight the Quanrong, even if he didn't want to fight them.

Although his father was a scoundrel, he was quite politically astute and was a diligent and capable emperor in his youth.

But his grandfather was a failure; for many years, he paid tribute to the Quanrong, resulting in the outflow of many treasures.

This time, he has to get it back no matter what. He has to let the Quanrong know that their Great Jin is now a land of propriety.

Jiang Xinyu and Bao Beibei had no objection to the war; in fact, they volunteered to go to the border.

Think of the Five Barbarian Invasions where people were eaten, and think of the humiliating sheep-leading ceremony of the Northern Song Dynasty.

These two are incredibly strong now, showing a determination to destroy the barbarians without ever returning.

Jin Zekang listened to the two excitedly discussing where to go and how many to kill, and rubbed his temples in exasperation.

"Do you two ladies have part-time jobs in the underworld? Did the Black and White Impermanence give you your quotas?"

"Take that smile off your face. War isn't a good thing."

"Why does the dignified Regent speak in such a petty manner?"

Don't make it sound like we're addicted to killing. We're happy because we're protecting our country and recovering lost territory.

Bao Beibei squinted her eyes and struck her signature pose, a gesture of profound understanding.

"Amitabha Buddha, killing evil people is the greatest good."

This humble monk merely wishes to offer a physical prayer for the souls of these wicked sinners.

"My lord, your vision is too narrow."

Damn, what kind of human suffering is this!

Jin Zekang clutched his chest, looking devastated.

"Could you please stop switching seamlessly between being a demoness and a high monk?"

I admit that I am ignorant.

I originally thought this girl was the epitome of a bad girl, but I never expected there's always someone better.

If I may ask, are there any other women like you?

"If I could gather the Four Heavenly Kings, I would unify the six kingdoms."

Jiang Xinyu scoffed, "Why are you talking about me? I think I'm quite ladylike."

Give me a straight answer, whether it's okay or not.

"Beibei can go, whether you go or not is not my business."

Jin Zekang calmly took a sip of tea.

You'll have to ask Xiao Yuan.

"What if I let you go, and then he comes looking for my wife? What am I going to give him in return?"

"It's not like I didn't tell him I was going to sneak away, what are you afraid of?"

Jiang Xinyu shook her head with a disappointed look. "I was hoping you could analyze the correct way to use us sisters from a strategic perspective."

If it requires the two of us to go to the battlefield together, I will naturally get Xiao Yuan's consent.

If someone needs to stay behind or is needed for other purposes, prepare accordingly as soon as possible.

When it comes to matters of national importance, why bring up personal feelings?

"If Beibei hadn't come and I was the only high-level combatant, wouldn't you have used me?"

"No way! I can tell which is more important, offending Xiao Yuan or losing the battle."

Jin Zekang tapped the table unconsciously with one finger.

"Since you say that the overall situation is of utmost importance, then I will share my thoughts."

However, you two should discuss whether it will work out or not.

We don't need two people at the border. If possible, I hope you can go to Shu.

The current General of Bashu is the younger brother of the former Consort Xian, and also the source of my good second brother's arrogance for so many years.

Later, when Jin Zexu rebelled, the eldest branch of the Yu family was involved and their property was confiscated. But neither my father, before his death, nor now has any of us dared to touch Yu Sheng.

Later, after A-Yu ascended the throne, he also submitted a memorial to apologize, adopting a humble posture but did not hand over the military tally.

The land of Sichuan and Chongqing is fertile and rich in resources, with many ethnic groups living together. There are also many talented and extraordinary people there. The poison that Consort Xian used to poison the Empress came from there.

The second branch of the Yu family had been operating there for many years and was already deeply entrenched. Even if the imperial court sent someone else to take over, they might not be able to do so smoothly.

Yu Sheng is a powerful and influential military commander. I'm afraid he might use this as an excuse to cause trouble if we start fighting the Quanrong.

Fighting foreign tribes is one thing, but if it's a civil war..."

Jiang Xinyu nodded knowingly, "They are all our own people, whether we win or lose, we are still losing."

Moreover, internal troubles will inevitably attract external threats; it's not just the Quanrong (a nomadic tribe), but anyone will want a piece of the pie.

"Yes, so someone has to keep an eye on Yu Sheng, so that if necessary, it can be resolved once and for all."

Jin Zekang rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. "But that person is highly skilled in martial arts and has recruited several strange people around him."

The Eastern Depot also sent people to the General's Mansion to gather intelligence, but none of the dozen or so people returned.

"Ever since A-Yu ascended the throne, there have been assassination attempts targeting the three of us. I suspect he's involved in some of them."

Jiang Xinyu gave an OK sign. "Understood. It's better to take the initiative than to passively defend."

Should we kill his entire family or his entire household?

What about his subordinates?

At what level should we start killing?

Bao Beibei: "Is there even a need to ask?"

They would definitely kill the entire household. Have you forgotten the loyal servant who switched places with his master and then took revenge?

To cut the weeds, we need to get rid of the roots!

I suggest pouring boiling water into the anthill, and even if you split an egg vertically, the yolk will break apart!

Jin Zekang: "What a virtuous monk! Even the King of Hell would tattoo your name on his back!"