Zhao Huan's move can be said to kill two birds with one stone. It can not only obtain medical talents, but also open up sales for alcohol.
Although Liu Yicheng and others are not yet aware of the value of "medical alcohol", just joining Tianji Pavilion and following Zhao Huan is enough to attract them.
Everyone hit it off immediately and even set up written evidence on the spot as evidence.
After both parties received the contract, they both turned around and left. They both felt that they had taken advantage of the contract and were afraid that the other party would regret it.
While Zhao Huan was waiting for Li Shishi to recover, the news that Zhao Huan relied on "surgery" to bring Li Shishi back from hell spread like wildfire in Taiyuan Prefecture.
The common people in the city, and even the gentry, all regarded this matter as a topic of conversation after dinner.
Just as dinner was about to begin, the restaurant was very lively, and everyone was drinking and chatting freely while talking freely.
"Have you heard? The inn where the prince is staying was attacked by the Jin bandits, and something serious almost happened."
"The bosses suppressed the news very hard. I just heard that these damn Jin bandits actually infiltrated into the city and assassinated the prince. Damn it!"
"Fortunately, the prince is surrounded by loyal and courageous guards, so the danger was saved. It was Master Li who died in order to save the prince."
"It's just a matter of fact. Who did you listen to? The prince has obviously rescued Miss Li."
"Hahaha, save him? Master Li was struck in the stomach with an ax and will definitely die. Even if you worship the prince, you can't open your eyes and tell lies, right? Even if Hua Tuo is alive, he can't save Master Li's life."
Everyone couldn't help but fell silent for a while. Although they had never seen Master Li's appearance in his prime, they had heard of Master Li's name.
When they thought of Li Shishi, such an unrivaled beauty, risking his life in order to protect Zhao Huan, everyone couldn't help but sigh.
At this moment, a state clerk who was eating in a restaurant suddenly interrupted everyone's discussion in an unpredictable manner.
"Miss Li's injuries are indeed fatal, but fortunately she is guarded by the prince. Now, Miss Li has woken up and is recovering."
"Under the gentle care of the prince, it will not take a few months to recover as before."
Everyone followed the call one after another. At first, their eyes were full of doubts, but when they discovered that the other party was an official from the state capital, the doubts in their eyes were instantly replaced by surprise.
A middle-aged squire in green clothes quickly asked: "Although I don't want to question the prince's ability, the injury sustained by Miss Li is indeed difficult for an immortal to save. Is the prince more... divine than an immortal?"
Feeling the gazes from all directions, the scribe couldn't help but hold his head high and his face full of pride.
As an insider, the scribe immediately started boasting.
"With your perspective, you naturally cannot understand the prince's talent, so you can understand it if you make arbitrary judgments."
"Do you know what surgery is?"
The middle-aged squire blurted out: "It's just the art of witchcraft."
Hearing this, the scribe raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha, what a witchcraft."
"I'm not afraid to tell you that the prince relied on the witchcraft that you despise to save Miss Li."
As soon as this statement came out, the scene was in an uproar.
Due to the influence of contemporary medicine, not to mention doctors, even ordinary people sneer at the word "surgery".
In their view, if their injuries require surgery, they are basically treating a dead horse as a living doctor, and less than one survivor can survive from a thousand surgeries.
However, Zhao Huan actually relied on surgery to rescue Li Shishi, which was tantamount to subverting everyone's understanding.
"Surgery?! The prince actually relied on surgery to save Miss Li? How is this possible!"
"I thought the prince had some magical medicine, but I didn't expect it to be the most unpopular witchcraft."
The scribe raised his head higher and higher, and said proudly: "Where are you going?"
"You don't know about Liu Yicheng, right? Our most famous doctor in Taiyuan Prefecture, didn't he almost become a disciple of the prince?"
"Your Majesty's achievements in medicine have already surpassed those of today's people for who knows how many years."
If it were just the scribe himself who was boasting, there might still be a little doubt in everyone's mind.
Now even Liu Yicheng, the representative of Taiyuan Xinglin, admires Zhao Huan. Naturally, they don't dare to have the slightest doubt anymore.
For a time, the entire restaurant was echoing with everyone's sighs for Zhao Huan.
"I'm sure that our Prince Ding is definitely the true king who has come to this world!"
"His poems and songs are famous all over the world. He marches and fights and defeats the ever-victorious army."
"Running thousands of miles, beheading people on high mountains."
"Destroyed the elite Jin soldiers and captured Shuhu Hulu. Now, he has become a master of Xinglin, even Liu Yicheng admires him."
"How can ordinary people achieve these kinds of honors, achievements and feats?"
"You're right... you're right, hahaha! Even if the prince denies it at all costs, it still can't change the fact that he is the living god of the Song Dynasty!"
Just when the scribe had eaten and drank enough and was about to get up and leave, the middle-aged squire suddenly came up and stopped the scribe.
"Sir, could you please say a few kind words to the prince and send my dog to the prince?"
"With the prince's vast knowledge, if a dog can learn a little bit, it will be enough for a lifetime."
Hearing this, the scribe felt funny in his heart.
If it is so easy to seduce people to the prince’s side, then what’s your turn?
I am afraid that the celebrities and dignitaries of Bianjing have already lined up to visit.
Moreover, the scribe heard about the recruitment standards of Tianji Pavilion and immediately asked without answering: "Does your master understand what Tianguan Xingke is?"
The squire was confused.
The scribe snorted softly and asked again: "Are you good at overall planning?"
Seeing the squire's face turn red, the clerk couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Can you lead the troops to fight?"
"You don't know anything, and you still want to follow the prince? Go home and wash up and sleep."
"If you want to be the prince's retainer, you must be the elite among the elite, the talent among the talents."
"With Liu Yicheng's medical attainments, he is just a passing grade for entry."
After saying this, the scribe walked away.
The squire froze on the spot, his face flushed. Although he admired Zhao Huan very much, he did not expect that the threshold for becoming Zhao Huan's follower was so high.
I am afraid that the difficulty of selecting talents for the imperial court is not as difficult as being a follower of Zhao Huan.
Little did Zhao Huan know that what he did in Taiyuan Mansion had caused an uproar. Countless squires were so brave that they even spent huge sums of money just to see Zhao Huan.
What Zhao Huan is most concerned about now is to return to Bianjing as soon as possible.
It would be impossible for Li Shishi's injury to recover in a while, so when Li Shishi's injury stabilized, preparations were made to return to Beijing.
Before leaving, Wang Zhen finally came to Master Li and came to visit him out of pure friendship.