Chapter 803 Don't Overwork

Lu Liang shook his head slightly, "This is very easy to do, I can call the palace people to help in a while." After a pause, "How much does the emperor want?"

Long Yang pondered for a while, "Let's make a hundred for now."

"Yes." Lu Liangwei readily agreed, thought of something, and suggested, "Your Majesty, if our army wears this mask, then we will use medicine balls on a large scale, so we don't have to worry about our army being affected."

Long Yang's heart moved, "You mean, you want to use the medicine ball on the battlefield?"

Lu Liang nodded slightly, but after thinking about it, he asked hesitantly, "Is it all right?"

Knowing what she was worried about, Long Yang said jokingly: "On the battlefield, what is important is that soldiers do not tire of deceit. Whoever can seize the opportunity to control the enemy will win. Moreover, the medicine balls you developed can also reduce unnecessary casualties. It's a good thing to get up."

Hearing this, Lu Liang was slightly moved, "Then you agree to use my chili medicine ball on the battlefield?"

Long Yang nodded and put his arms around her shoulders, "In this way, the war may end early, and your father and brother can return to Beijing earlier."

Lu Liangwei's eyes brightened, "Your Majesty, I don't want to go to bed anymore. I will arrange things now and hope to make the medicine ball and mask as soon as possible."

Long Yang, however, was a little scrupulous, "But in this way, the number of masks you mentioned will increase relatively. Are you sure you can finish it? You are pregnant now, so don't overwork yourself."

He has tried the power of the medicine ball. Once it explodes, it will spread quickly in an open place. If it is thrown on the battlefield, while attacking the enemy, his own side will also be affected, unless all his soldiers wear The mask Wei Wei mentioned.

But in this way, this mask needs a lot of quantity.

Lu Liang regained his senses slightly, knowing that he was worried about himself, so he comforted him: "I know, I will do what I can. Do as much as you can?"

Long Yang stroked her hair, and said in a warm voice, "Well, don't force yourself in everything."

Lu Liangwei said confidently: "Don't worry, actually making this mask is very simple. There is no shortage of manpower in the left and right palaces. I will gather them in a while, and it will definitely be made soon."

Long Yang was still worried, "Those things can be handed over to the people below. Don't tire yourself out."

"I see."

"I still have to go to rest for a while." Long Yang reminded.

Lu Liangwei actually didn't want to waste time, and besides, she didn't feel sleepy at the moment, but she couldn't hold back the emperor, so she agreed, "Then I'll sleep for a while."

Long Yang had nothing to say.

After Lu Liangwei showed him the pills, he went back to the bedroom.

Long Yang took a nap with her for a while, and went to the imperial study room because he had something to arrange.

Lu Liangwei asked Zhuyu to summon the needlework maids to Fengyi Palace.

The mask she made by herself can't be compared with modern medical masks, but at least it can play a certain protective role. It can isolate the smell of smoke, which is enough.

And when Lu Liangwei was in the palace urging the palace people to make masks, Long Chi had already arrived in Xu Yang.

Xuyang is the most barren place of the big merchants. Although the imperial court allocates silver taels to help the people here every year, it can only keep the people from starving to death.

Because here is mostly swampy land, it is difficult to have a harvest.

Every official who comes here to take office will not stay for long, and will find a way to transfer out of this place.

When Long Chi stepped into Xu Yang's city gate, he was shocked by the depression here.