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Chapter 275 - 276 The Arrangement of the Martial Arts School

Chapter 275: Chapter 276 The Arrangement of the Martial Arts School

"The martial arts training ground should be even larger, and it would be best to erect a board here. Every half month, hold a competition, and then list the rankings on it."

Even in the year 2090, though Chu Nanli had never personally been on the battlefield, her knowledge of military affairs was far from ignorant.

Ranking based on competitions is one of the most commonly used methods of motivation within the military.

"Why didn’t I think of that? We could even set rewards based on the rankings; I suppose the lads would then have even more motivation."

Zhuang Lin stroked his chin as he looked at Chu Nanli, continuing to speak half-jokingly.

"What Miss Chu says makes perfect sense. If one didn’t know any better, they might think you’ve actually spent time in the military barracks!"

It was only a casual remark; even though he didn’t know much about Chu Nanli’s past, there was no precedent for women to hold official positions in the court, let alone women entering the military camps.

He simply assumed that Chu Nanli had overcome her understanding of military matters through her extensive interaction with Ye Yunting.

Chu Nanli nodded slightly, "If given the chance, I would indeed like to have a look."

"Additionally, Manager Zhuang could bring in some orphan girls. If they are talented, they can be trained as well."

"Even without talent, they can still help with miscellaneous chores. It wouldn’t be too much of a loss."

"Miss Chu truly is, a great philanthropist!" Zhuang Lin’s gaze towards her changed in an instant.

In those days, the most sought-after goods in the hands of the traffickers were male laborers.

After all, the greatest use for a grown girl was to marry and bear children.

Such little girls, if sold to wealthy families as maids or servants, were already considered to have a decent fate.

The worst case would be for them to be bought by a brothel, raised as the lowest class of courtesans, and start serving clients once they reached the appropriate age, destined to a life without a good end.

"I’m not as kind-hearted as you think," Chu Nanli waved her hand, just as she was about to explain further, she felt a wave of dizziness.

The sudden surge of nausea assaulted her.

She quickly stabilized herself with the chair, forcibly suppressing the urge to vomit.

As the child in her womb grew, her pregnancy symptoms became increasingly severe.

Chu Nanli originally had ways to suppress them.

But now, the resources at her disposal were ultimately insufficient, and her body had taken too much damage when she had first gotten pregnant.

If she took medicine to forcefully suppress the adverse reactions, it could impact the fetus inside her.

Fortunately, at present, she only occasionally had the idea of vomiting, and it wasn’t too evident.

Zhuang Lin, immersed in his delightful contemplations, didn’t notice Chu Nanli’s discomfort.

It wasn’t until the lack of response that he realized something was amiss.

"Miss Chu, what’s wrong?"

He looked over with concern.

Joking aside, Chu Nanli, in his eyes, was like a golden doll!

"It’s nothing, maybe I’m just feeling queasy from something I ate at noon," Chu Nanli waved her hand, "Let’s go, we’ll take a look at the back."

Passing through the courtyard, they reached the dormitories and kitchen of the martial arts school.

Though the exterior appeared dusty and drab, the inside was furnished with quality living supplies.

Training in such a rigorous environment could yield double the results with half the effort.

The martial arts school’s arrangements were all in line with Chu Nanli’s thoughts.

However, with such a large initial investment, it would take about half a year to break even.

"Yesterday, I stood here watching these lads train all morning. It would be great if this method could be used in the military," Zhuang Lin unfolded his fan and casually spoke.

Used in the military?

The first thing that came to Chu Nanli’s mind was Ye Jiuxiao’s Red Dragon Army.

If this training method were applied to the Red Dragon Army, wouldn’t that be a combination of strengths?

Of course, she was just contemplating.

"Manager Zhuang doesn’t intend to meddle in military affairs, does he?"

Considering his relationship with Ye Jiuxiao, Chu Nanli pondered as if she had suddenly realized something.

Was he asking this question on behalf of Ye Jiuxiao?

"To be honest, I want to show this method to the Prince. Miss Chu, would you name your price?"

Zhuang Lin did not hide his intention from Chu Nanli.

If he had been more devious, he wouldn’t need to speak to Chu Nanli at all; he could have simply copied the training method and sent it to Ye Jiuxiao.

As long as he didn’t say anything, Chu Nanli would never know.

"Let’s wait until he returns from the Southern Border," Chu Nanli did not outright reject.

In fact, if Ye Jiuxiao truly wanted this training method, she would indeed not refuse.

The condition was whether he could offer something sufficiently tempting in return.

Zhuang Lin, being a clever man, naturally didn’t press further.

He had intended to invite Chu Nanli to stay for lunch.

But Chu Nanli turned him down, citing bodily discomfort.

Upon her return, Chu Nanli went straight into her space.

Only when she was back within her space did she completely let down her guard and threw up into the trash bin until she was dizzy.

The severity of her reaction was indeed related to the torture she had endured before.

After throwing up, she struggled to prepare some medicine to suppress the symptoms of pregnancy.

It was, after all, just a precaution.

"You still shouldn’t be like this. I’ve heard that there are many folk remedies that might help relieve the discomfort," Nanny Hua said with concern as she looked at her current state.

Chu Nanli nodded, "After I go out, I will send someone to look for them."

These methods, after all, were mere temporary fixes and not a cure.

It seemed she must speed up her separation from Ye Yunting.

After the separation, she would still need to find an appropriate reason to reveal her pregnancy.

She gently caressed her abdomen, her gaze gradually becoming resolute.

...

When Lin Fuying returned that day, she was still full of grievances.

"Kneel down here for me!"

She glared fiercely at Dong Yue and ordered her to kneel on the courtyard’s bluestone slabs.

Dong Yue had been just a bit slow in serving the dishes and had infuriated Lin Fuying.

For minor things over the past few days, Lin Fuying had frequently punished her.

After all, Lin Fuying held power over her life and death.

Dong Yue was acutely aware of this and didn’t say a word in her defense.

Only after Lin Fuying finally calmed down did Dong Yue limp back to the Servant Quarters.

Upon her entry, a young maidservant in the room quietly handed her a porcelain bottle.

"Sister Dong Yue, the gatekeeper Xiaofuzi brought this; he said someone asked him to pass it to you."

Dong Yue opened it to find it contained medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

Her eyes flickered; though there was no mark on the bottle, she quickly guessed who had sent it.

Dong Yue didn’t make a fuss and simply put the bottle away quietly.

If Lin Fuying saw it, she would surely be punished again.

Having punished Dong Yue, Lin Fuying still didn’t feel much better.

She turned to Xiaoyun, "Is the soup that was stewing in the small kitchen ready?"

"It’s ready and keeping warm on the stove. Concubine, would you like to deliver it to the Prince yourself?"

With Dong Yue serving as a harsh lesson, Xiaoyun started handling her duties with even more caution.