Chapter 32: Horizontal Waves on the River (Part II)
Xu Ji, who walked through the old side door and returned to the Imperial Medical Bureau, was as calm and calm as usual.
Greeting doctors, greeting medical students, and even seeing veterans sweeping the courtyard will nod their heads, Xu Ji, who is always modest and polite, has a good popularity, and no one knows that he has just revealed the health of the Son of Heaven to outsiders.
Calendars and living notes are part of the history of the country and are strictly forbidden to be leaked. And the medical records of the Son of Heaven and the Queen Mother are also secrets among secrets. As a former physician, Xu Ji certainly understands this matter, and once the incident happens, what kind of fate will happen to him.
Half a year ago, Xu Ji also leaked the detailed condition of diarrhea caused by eating fish in Tianzi, and he couldn't sleep all day long, but fortunately, people around him thought that he was so worried because he was afraid of losing his errand.
But now, he has long been accustomed to it, and even closes the deal right in front of the door, and he doesn't feel that there is anything to worry about.
No one cares at all.
The Son of Heaven is a small illness, and it is a multi-person consultation when he is boarded, what news can be kept secret?
The medical records of the Son of Heaven, although they will be locked in the cabinet treasury when they enter the Taiyi Bureau, as long as they want to know the details inside, it is enough to buy a small official in the cabinet treasury.
If it weren't for the fact that the health status of the Son of Heaven could not be fully explained in the medical records, Xu Ji would not even be bought by anyone, and the prices of those little officials would be cheaper.
After thinking about it carefully, Xu Ji would not worry about someone forcing him to poison the Son of Heaven.
Every prescription given to the Son of Heaven has to pass through the eyes of at least three imperial doctors, and the decoction taken by the Son of Heaven is not only monitored by many people when it is boiled, but also by people who taste the medicine after it is boiled.
Any medicine, after the medical officer prescribes it, has nothing to do with him. A mere medical officer, if he wants to poison the Son of Heaven, he can't do it from the system.
In that case, what else could he worry about? No matter how hot the money is, he dares to take it.
As for the outside world's knowledge of the Son of Heaven's physical condition, what does it have to do with him? In the Taiyi Bureau, there is no such thing as a ban on talking about it.
For example, Lei Jian, who is the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau, every time Xu Ji comes back from the palace, he will ask a question.
"How's the situation with the officials?"
"It's just that I'm a little tired, maybe I'm tired."
Xu Ji replied calmly. Lei Jian is the prime minister's confidant, and Lei Jian knew him when the prime minister was not yet promising. Xu Ji has heard Lei Jian boast several times that when the father-in-law who served for his father wanted to carry out health care in the wounded barracks, he had a unique vision, overcame public opinion, and strongly supported him.
Lei Jian's concern for the health of the Son of Heaven may not be assigned by the prime minister behind his back.
"It can't be a sign of illness, right?" Lei Jian didn't know what bad things to think of, and asked with a frown.
"Probably not." A medical officer who had just returned interjected, "I went to see the concubine last month, and I saw that the official family was a little fatter than last year. β
"Li San, how is Ningde County Jun?" Lei Jian asked the medical officer.
"It's just dragging its feet, not this month, it's next month." The medical officer looked unconcerned, and changed the topic again, "I don't think the official family really has any diseases, and the body is well." β
Lei Jian shook his head: "Last year, the official family's body was thin at that time, and now he has some flesh on his cheeks." The womb is weak, how good can it be? β
"Can the official family get married this year and next year?"
"It should be fine."
Xu Ji replied, and was about to ask Lei Jian again, when Li San interjected first:
"Of course it's no problem, I can open meat at the age of twelve, and of course I don't have to worry about it now."
Lei Jian said: "Where can the body bones eat?" Didn't you see how many feet it was? Xu Wu, don't you say? β
"According to the appearance of the official family, it is actually a rare Peugeot offspring, and it is not satisfactory at all, and it is also the way of heaven."
Xu Ji spoke carefully, and Lei Jian and Li San sneered at the same time.
"The official family is too heavy-minded, so he can't grow tall." Lei Jian said.
"Can you not be heavy-minded?" Li San sneered, "There is a queen mother inside, and a powerful minister outside." β
Lei Jian's face suddenly became a little ugly, "What nonsense!" There is no such thing as a minister. β
Li San hurriedly said, "I'm talking about Zhang Xianggong." Han Xianggong is now suspicious of a lot of things, and he is focused on qi. Su Pingzhang, like Han Xianggong, doesn't care much anymore. If it weren't for the fact that the Queen Mother had always valued Han Xianggong, she would have thought that Han Xianggong was about to fall. β
In the past, the two governments were two parties side by side, and the east and west faced each other, but since Zhang Dian took charge of the political affairs hall, the new party has a lot of power, and Han Gang does not like to compete for power and profit, and only manages his own one acre and three points of land.
"Han Xianggong just doesn't like chores." Lei Jian defended Han Gang, "A hundred years of people's plan, Han Xianggong has never let Zhang Xianggong get involved." β
"A hundred years of tree people? In my opinion, this is a delay of nine years. Li Sandao: "Three years of Mongolian school, three years of primary school, and then three years of middle school, before I have studied the classics, I have to go to school for nine years." In addition to the rich and noble, which family can let their children go to school for nine years without production, and they can't take the exam? is a rich and noble family, and letting their children study is also to let them glorify their ancestors, not to spend nine years in vain. β
"Going to school at the age of six and going down to class in nine years can be regarded as laying a good foundation. After the age of fifteen, whether it is studying scriptures, studying practice, or even learning the art of war and tactics, he can do it well, which is better than reading scriptures over and over again for several years. β
"After nine years of studying the scriptures, you will be able to memorize them like a stream. There are two or three more years of study tours, and it is not difficult to solve the test. If there is a long-cherished wisdom, Jinshi can get it. β
"How many people can be admitted to the Jinshi in the world?"
Let Xu Ji see for himself, it is better for Han Gang's method.
The reason why many scholars hate the science field is not because of their lack of intelligence, but because they have not laid a solid foundation, if they can lay a good foundation since childhood, not to mention Jinshi, there will not be much difficulty in ordinary subjects, but it is a place that Han Gang deliberately left for his disciples.
Earlier in the morning, news came from Kansai that Han Gang had tried out a new school system in Kansai for three years, three years for elementary school, and three years for junior high school, and if it proved to be effective, it would be spread to the whole country, just like the Mongolian school system.
The textbooks of the three years of Mongolian learning were carefully compiled by Han Gang, a great Confucian, and led by the protΓ©gΓ©s of Qi Studies, and they were implemented in Kansai for many years.
The course is very well arranged, and it is even more comprehensive. Three semesters a year, annual vacation, summer vacation, spring vacation. Write down the number of class hours in each semester. Languages, arithmetic, nature, geography, physical education, and history occupy all daytime except holidays.
The textbook is divided into outlines, which chapter teaches how many lessons, how many exercises should be assigned, how to assess in the end, and what kind of grades can be regarded as qualified.
For the common people, their children have been taught in Mongolia for three years, know thousands of words, and do all the calculations, astronomy, geography, and natural naturalist things are also loaded with a belly, even the abacus can crackle, and the body has been practiced in physical education class. You can do anything, which store pΓΉ doesn't like such guys? can read and hyphenate, and there is one more place to talk about with others.
For scholars, it is never a bad thing to be knowledgeable, and the study habits cultivated in three years of study are much stronger than those in private schools, family studies, and ethnic studies, where a teacher holds a ruler and instills them.
Such a teaching system was unheard of by Xu Ji before. And the results, just by looking at the number of readers in Kansai several times more at once, you can know how good it is. Fujian because there are many printing workshops like cattle hair, and the price of books is as cheap as straw paper, so there are so many Fujian Jinshi, and Guanxi, after the fall of Western Xia, the people have lived in peace since then, and there are prime ministers carefully cultivated.
Because the discussion about the prime minister made people's hearts palpitate, and after a few more gossip, the three of them dispersed.
However, similar small talk is very common in the Taiyi Bureau.
or the arguments like today, or a short sentence or two, the physical condition of the big men in the Jingshi can be a little bit of a spectrum in the hearts of all Hanlin medical officers.
Although the big guys have their own medical officers who are used to using them, but one day there is an accident and they are suddenly pulled into battle, and they don't need to rely on unreliable medical records, they can also know in their hearts and not sing crookedly.
And more importantly, there are those parents who are short. Speaking of being well-informed, the imperial doctors are not inferior to others.
The public hall fell silent, and Lei Jian flipped through the official document in front of him again. As the head of the Taiyi Bureau, in addition to the treatment task, it also means to deal with the government affairs in the bureau, compared to other medical officers with excellent medical skills, Lei Jian's work is mostly these daily government affairs.
The urgent letter sent by Jiang Ning had just been delivered to him, and the condition of An Shi, the prince of Chu State, had finally stabilized, and the wife and children of the prime minister's house who rushed to Jiangning overnight were finally not going to see him for the last time. However, some over-the-counter medicines need to be supported by the Taiyi Bureau, so a document was issued.
For the first stroke, as long as the treatment is timely, there is generally no need to worry about the safety of your life
Wang Anshi had two Hanlin medical officers by his side, one internal medicine and one surgery, and set up a hospital in Jiangning with a full set of people from Beijing. The hospital is located next to the Mid-Levels Garden, on the side of the Jinling Academy.
The internal medicine medical officer who served as the dean, the doctors and medical students under him, in addition to the daily outpatient clinic, the Jiangning officials led by Wang Anshi, the veteran, were the focus of their attention. And Wang Anshi himself is personally responsible for this Hanlin medical officer.
So as soon as Wang Anshi became ill, he immediately got the best treatment.
My life was saved, my actions were a little difficult, and my speech was a little slurred, but my consciousness was very clear, and it could be said that I was lucky in my misfortune.
If Wang Anshi is saved, Jiangning Hospital will inevitably be praised, but stroke is more dangerous every time, and it may not be the next time.
Writing and approving this application, Lei Jian thought to herself, I don't know what kind of mood that person will be in now.
Han Gang breathed a sigh of relief at this time.
A few days earlier, before his wife and children arrived in Jiangning, he got the news that Wang Anshi's condition was stable from the letter, and now, confirming that Wang Anshi was out of danger made him completely relieved.
Although he is an enemy academically, Han Gang never hopes that Wang Anshi will have any accidents, but has always hoped that he can live a long life.
My own age is not young, and in another thirty years, I will most likely follow in my footsteps. Han Gang thought.
The minister of literature in Luoyang, who is in his eighties, still has a childish face and acts like the wind. When he came to Beijing at the beginning of the year, he was like a bell in the court, which made the Queen Mother envious. Judging by his appearance, he may really live to be 100 years old.
Wen Yanbo can still be so energetic in his old age, Han Gang can only express envy when he sees it, and Wang Anshi's sudden illness reminded Han Gang of the first emperor Zhao Xu, and made him vigilant again.
Braised pork is not edible...... Fat sausage too.