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323 [Official Bandits Descend Together]

Taoist Liu Kaihua left. Zhao Hanxiao asked Li Yu, "Do you seem to have something to say?"

Li Yu cupped his hands and said: "Headquarters, if you want to develop medicine, you should respect the doctors."

"Don't I respect doctors?" Zhao Han asked.

Li Yu suddenly knelt down and said: "Please ask the commander-in-chief to issue an order to delete Zhu Zi's "The Analects of Confucius" after he ascends to power: 'The small road is like the divination of farmers and doctors.'"

The original text of "The Analects of Confucius" roughly means: There are merits in minor ways, but studying these things all day long will hinder the pursuit of more ambitious undertakings, so a gentleman will not do it.

When Zhu Xi was making an annotation, he made a complete sentence inexplicably: Xiaodao is the kind of farming medicine and divination.

This sentence is used to take the imperial examination!

From then on, in the Ming and Qing dynasties, doctors were regarded as humble servants.

Zhao Han nodded and said: "It needs to be deleted. How can farming and medicine be small things? Farming is a top priority in the world; medicine is also a top priority."

Li Yu also suggested: "Please ask the town chief to issue a decree that doctors should not be called mountain people, and mountain people should not practice medicine in a pretentious manner."

This was a special phenomenon in the middle and late Ming Dynasty. Doctors, fortune tellers, poets, painters, and poor scholars all called themselves Shanren. They did not engage in production and lived in the city and countryside. They were arty and socialized with nobility, and were looked down upon by orthodox scholar-bureaucrats.

These mountain men know a little bit about everything, but most of them have poor medical skills, which often ruins the reputation of doctors.

Zhao Han just didn't understand at first, but after hearing Li Yu's explanation, he immediately agreed: "This order will be promulgated immediately. Mountain people cannot be allowed to cheat and practice medicine."

Li Yu made a third suggestion: "Headquarters, please enshrine the ancient medical saints in the Confucius Temple!"

Emperor Longqing did this, and was spitted on by his ministers, who believed that the medical saint's entry into the Confucian Temple was a blasphemy against Confucianism.

Zhao Han couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, let the medical sage enter the Confucius Temple."

Confucianism in the Han Dynasty absorbed hundreds of schools of thought.

Since Zhao Han wants to reform Confucianism, of course he can recruit doctors, and he will also recruit scientists in the future.

Sun Simiao, Hua Tuo, Ge Hong, Zu Chongzhi, Zhang Heng, Shen Kuo, Mo Zhai... putting the tablets of these people in the Confucius Temple will surely be very exciting.

Zhao Han asked: "Do you have any way to regulate doctors?"

Li Yu shook his head: "No."

Li Yu, a scholar who came from a medical family, had an uncle who was a top doctor, and he had long been aware of the shortcomings of medicine. Not only Li Yu, but also many doctors in the Ming Dynasty wrote books criticizing the proliferation of quackery.

Li Yu divided doctors into three types: good doctors, traditional Chinese medicine, and quack doctors.

He said that there are only a few good doctors, but Chinese medicine and quack doctors are all over the world. Quack doctors simply harm people, while Chinese medicine neither harms nor saves people.

The most ridiculous thing is that the Ming Dynasty Imperial Hospital, the highest medical institution, does not have many good doctors. Because imperial physicians can be recommended, during the Jiajing period, an inventory of the imperial hospital was conducted. Forty-two imperial physicians were removed from the list, and 162 imperial physicians were directly expelled from the medical profession.

The 162 imperial doctors who were expelled from the medical profession did not know how to take pulses and administer medicine, and they were completely blind when treating the powerful.

This situation is not due to the incompetence of traditional Chinese medicine, but because of Zhu Xi's annotation of "The Analects", which has led to medicine being regarded as a minor path. The children of medical families all want to take the imperial examinations, and there are not many serious medical students. They just pretend to be fake and cheat everywhere.

After Zhao Han thought carefully, he decided to add a medical school.

Nowadays, there is only one Ziyang Medical College in Jiangxi, and one should be opened in Nanjing, Guangzhou, Hangzhou, and Changsha. Famous doctors from all over the country are invited to sit and teach in the medical school. After completing their studies, they can be issued a medical license, which is regarded as giving these medical students an official

Certification.

As for those who do not have a medical license, the government will not prosecute them because it is too difficult to enforce them.

Let’s do it step by step. Zhao Han only provides policy guidance.

As long as policies are directed in a positive direction, there will be more and more good doctors in the future.

At least it can't be like the Ming Dynasty, where all hospitals are filled with quack doctors. It's scary to think about it. Is there really a dignified person who dares to seek medical treatment from them?

His attitude toward traditional Chinese medicine is that he neither praises nor dislikes it, and hopes that it can continue to develop more comprehensively and perfectly.

Zhao Han said to Li Yu: "You are a doctor, so this task is entrusted to you. Go search for famous doctors in various provinces and establish four new medical schools. The deans of each medical school will be given an official status and their rank will be equivalent to that of a prefect.

The rank of a vice president is equivalent to that of a county magistrate. Ask them to teach well and train many good doctors. This is a great cause for the benefit of the people."

"Yes!" Li Yu was quite excited.

Since there will no longer be a major war this year, we can take the opportunity to do a lot of domestic work.

Li Yu took a group of subordinates to Nanjing to build a medical school. The magistrate of Fuliang County sent people to donate telescopes.

Telescope, finally self-produced!

The glass manufacturing center of the Ming Dynasty was Yanshen Town, Shandong Province. As for Jingdezhen, Jiangxi Province, glass could also be made, but it was a by-product of firing porcelain.

In these two towns, the glass technology trees are all crooked, and the glass produced is colorful. The more beautiful it is, the more valuable it is. It can even be fired until it is completely opaque. After polishing, it looks like jade. It is commonly known as "medicine jade" and is classified as jewelry.

Two years ago, Zhao Han threw a telescope over and asked Jingdezhen craftsmen to develop transparent glass.

Now it finally comes to fruition.

Zhao Han climbed up to the tower and looked at the river with his homemade telescope. He said with some regret: "The lens is still not clear enough. We need to continue to remove impurities."

The person who came to present the telescope was Wan Bangshun, an official from the Engineering Department of Fuliang County. He handed over his hand and said, "I will definitely do my best to make the glass more transparent every year."

"Did you develop it yourself?" Zhao Han asked curiously.

Wan Bangshun said: "The main town issued an order, and the county magistrate did not dare to neglect it. I am responsible for developing the telescope. In the past two years, I have lived and eaten in a kiln every day, and I have been dreaming about burning glass at night."

Zhao Han sighed: "Thank you for your hard work. This should be remembered as a big contribution. Don't be impatient, do things slowly, don't wear your body down, this kind of telescope is barely usable."

Wan Bangshun added: "The cement mentioned by the main town has also made progress and can be used to build walls for private houses. However, it is still not strong enough for building water conservancy projects in the city. It is necessary to continue to develop better cement."

"It's a big progress if it can be used to build private houses." Zhao Han praised.

There is no shortcut to firing cement, the furnace temperature must be continuously raised.

Once the furnace temperature can be raised again, it will not only be used for cement, but also for smelting steel, firing porcelain, and firing glass.

There are lime mines everywhere in Jiangxi. Zhao Han immediately ordered the installation of cement kilns in various lime kilns to burn bricks and burn lime. In the future, official buildings will be given priority to use cement masonry construction, and private use of cement will also be encouraged.



Three little ones were lying in a cradle under the shade of a tree.

Gun'er was already three years old. He squatted next to him and carefully rocked the cradle for fear of waking up his younger siblings. The boy turned around and asked, "Dad, can they eat eggs? I eat eggs every day, and my mother said she ate eggs."

You can grow very tall."

Zhao Han smiled and said: "My younger brothers and sisters can only eat milk now, and they can eat eggs when they grow up."

"Oh." Gun'er continued to lie there.

Zhao Han asked: "Mom, did you say you would be poetry?"

Zhuan'er immediately stood up, held his head high, and shook his head: "There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, I guess it is frost on the ground. Look up at the moon, lower your head and miss your hometown!"

"Anything else?" Zhao Han asked with a smile.

Gun'er thought for a while: "Goose, goose, goose, singing to the sky. White hair floats on the green water, and anthurium stirs the clear waves."

Zhao Han clapped his hands and praised: "Good memorization, really smart."

Today's weather is good, no wind and not hot. Fei Rulan and Pan Qimei both came out to get some fresh air.

The two women teased the children, and Zhao Han leaned on the recliner and smiled: "This year's autumn grain, officials from various places have reported that Jiangxi and Hunan have good harvests."

Pan Qimei asked: "Where is Guangdong?"

"Guangdong's land tax is completely exempted." Zhao Han replied.

The exemption of all land tax means a major disaster in the province, and Pan Qimei is a little worried about her family.

Zhao Han consoled him and said, "I asked the magistrate to send some food to your house."

"That's great." Pan Qimei smiled.

Fei Rulan stared at the twins with envy in her eyes and said with a smile: "They look really alike. They are a boy and a girl. What will they become when they grow up? Will they still be so similar?"

Zhao Han said: "We'll know in two years."

Fei Rulan asked again: "At what age is it best for Zhang'er to study? You don't study at home, you ask your teacher to teach you."

"Six years old. If you don't hire a teacher, you can go to primary school in the city." Zhao Han expressed his thoughts. "When you graduate from middle school, hire a teacher to teach you full-time. While you are still young, make more friends and follow more teachers."

People-to-people contact.”

"Headquarters!"

There was a guard standing at the entrance of the courtyard. It seemed that there was another urgent military situation.

Zhao Han took it and took a look and almost laughed out loud on the spot.

Two letters requesting surrender were sent from Fujian.

One came from the rebel Qiu Lingxiao. After the father and son launched an army, they had occupied the entire Tingzhou Prefecture.

One came from Xiao Yifu, the governor of Fujian, who was willing to dedicate the entire Fujian to Zhao Han.

Xiao Yifu's first official position was as the magistrate of Shichang Ting County and attached to the capital of Guo Ting Prefecture. He was an honest official. His mother died in the county government and he had no money to pay for the funeral. It was the local gentry who paid for his funeral.

This man has a very generous character and is nicknamed "Timely Rain". Even if he can get some regular money, he will always give it to people in emergencies.

Therefore, after he became the governor of Fujian, the Fujian gentry and powerful people were very convinced. In the past two years, there have been uprisings all over Fujian. Xiao Yifu has successively put down Chen Hu, Chen Jia, Guan Rikui, Chen Beizan, Wu Jiupong and other rebels.

Now we can’t fight anymore, Fujian is short of money and food.

The leader of the thieves, Qiu Lingxiao, admired the governor's character and did not want to fight with Xiao Yifu, so the two secretly exchanged letters and wanted to join Zhao Han together.

It was Chongzhen who prompted Xiao Yifu to make up his mind.

Xiao Yifu was from Dongguan, Guangdong, and his hometown was occupied by Zhao Han. The emperor and ministers in the court were afraid that Xiao Yifu would become a traitor, so they sent a new governor.

The governor set out at the beginning of the year, and moved southward with great trepidation, but was blocked by the war. He did not take up his post in Fujian until last month.

Xiao Yifu quelled so many Fujian uprisings and made countless achievements, but was only transferred to the position of Minister of Dali Temple.

Out of fear and anger, Xiao Yifu put the new governor under house arrest and discussed with Qiu Lingxiao, the leader of the thieves, to join Zhao Han.

What else can Zhao Han say?

I can only sigh.

The autumn harvest has been going on these days, the autumn grain has not yet been stored in the warehouse, and he is preparing to send troops to Fujian. But before he took action, the Fujian officials and rebels surrendered together.

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