Emperor Wen of the Jin Dynasty was a versatile man in both civil and military affairs. Before he ascended the throne, he had experience in the Ministry of Punishment and the Ministry of Works, so he could easily read maps.

While looking at it, he nodded and sighed, "Gong Zhe, you old boy, you have worked hard this time. These little ideas are very ingenious."

Gong Zhe said quickly, "The emperor made a mistake in praising me, and I am ashamed of myself! These wonderful ideas were all proposed by Dr. Zhao!"

Emperor Wen of Jin said "Oh", and when he looked at Zhao Jin'er, his eyebrows were already stretched, with an uncle's smile on his face, "Did you also propose the idea of ​​dividing the hospital into three hospitals: front, middle and back?"

Zhao Jin'er nodded.

She thought that if the front yard was turned into a clinic, after all, the hospital would definitely hire a lot of experienced old doctors to teach. Teaching every day would definitely be too much for them and a little boring, so they would be arranged to alternate between teaching and sitting in clinics.

, when sitting in a clinic, you can also take students to study by the side, so that you can also solve some of the people's medical problems.

As for the Intermediate School, it will be built according to the school layout given by Qin Muxiu, with eighteen classrooms, three for each of the six subjects, and students in each subject will be divided into three levels according to their levels and taught separately, so that their understanding will not be hindered.

Those who are strong will not be able to keep up with those who are less receptive.

The backyard is provided for teachers and students’ daily living.

Emperor Wen of Jin smiled and nodded Gong Zhe twice with his fingers, "Look, look, can this little girl also fill a big hole in your Ministry of Works?"

When Emperor Wen of the Jin Dynasty first asked him to assist Mu Yi in building the hospital, Gong Zhe was a little unconvinced. After all, he was a minister and had not done any work in person for several years. The prince was young and wanted to achieve great results, so there was no need to kill the chicken.

It's not enough to just appoint a deputy assistant.

But after more than ten days, Gong Zhe began to admire Jin Wen's vision——

This prince made the right choice.

Serious, rigorous, neither arrogant nor impetuous, mature and steady, he does not look like a twelve-year-old son.

What is even more powerful about him is the tutor beside him, Qin Muxiu.

Sometimes the prince would be a little confused, or fail to see the flaws in the map, but he would always hit the nail on the head and make people convincing.

His wife is small and exquisite. She seems to be well-behaved and easy to talk to. She is better than a real son, but she is not inferior to men. She insists on many things.

It is precisely in this way that this perfect map will be born.

Gong Zhe smiled and cupped his hands to Emperor Wen of Jin Dynasty, "Old minister, I would like to congratulate the emperor."

Emperor Wen of Jin also laughed, "Why are you so happy?"

"If the emperor has such a prince and such a wise man, it will be a blessing to the country!"

Emperor Wen of the Jin Dynasty loved hearing this, "Ai Qing, you are serious. After all, they are young people. They need more guidance from veterans like you before they can grow from small saplings into towering trees and cover a stable sky for the people of Eastern Qin."

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"Don't worry, Your Majesty, this is the responsibility of the veteran minister."

Once the map is ready, work can begin.

Mo Zilin has personally delivered the 200,000 taels of silver notes to Mu Yi. Mu Yi asked Gong Zhe to provide all the budget plans, and he approved the money in batches for Gong Zhe.

Mu Yi then sent Ada to Awudu to supervise the work at the construction site.

Zhao Jin'er began to look for an old doctor who was willing to selflessly teach him what he had learned throughout his life.

Finding people is a chore, even harder than finding money.

The reason is still the same: most medical skills are passed down from family to family, and no one wants to pass them on to others.

Fortunately, there was the golden sign of the ghost doctor, who was the living ancestor of the Xinglin world. Zhao Jin'er decided to betray her grandfather completely.

She asked Qin Muxiu to draft a Xinglin order letter in the name of the prince, ordering all the educated doctors in Eastern Qin and even the world to hold a competition meeting in the capital, and the winner would receive personal advice from the ghost doctor Ji Bozhong.
Chapter completed!