Mrs. Yuan looked at Yang Biao with confusion, lifted up the quilt, went to bed, but couldn't sleep.
Yang Biao is not as proud and flamboyant as his son Yang Xiu, but he is also a person who does not easily convince others. He praised the emperor so much and placed all hopes on his behalf, which is not a false statement.
"Husband, I don't quite understand one thing."
"What's up?"
"Why is there no medical school in the Taixue Hall? I remember when the emperor first promoted education, the Imperial Medical Department was the most lively. Before, it was said that when the Taixue changed the old system and added various halls, there were medical school in the list, but why can't I listen now?
There is news from the medical school?”
Yang Biao put down the book in his hand and turned to look at Mrs. Yuan.
"It seems you don't care at all."
Mrs. Yuan hummed lightly, with a hint of pride. She did not care much about these things at ordinary times, but this did not mean that she could not hear anything about her eyes and did not know any news.
After all, her husband is one of the three dukes, and her son is the youngest prefect. She has been in the palace since she was a daughter and may become a noble person in the future. Most of the people who surround her every day are also the wives and daughters of officials at all levels.
"I originally planned to set up a medical school in the Imperial College, but later I found that there were too few people willing to apply for the medical school, and it was even harder to find people who could serve as the sacrificial sacrificial ritual. Later, I simply withdrew and the Imperial Medical Office was still responsible.
It is not that it has been withdrawn. Medicine accounts for a considerable proportion of the courses in the martial arts lecture hall, and it is considered a concrete and minor medical school.”
"In the martial arts lecture hall?"
"Well, the emperor attached great importance to medicine at the beginning, to treat soldiers in the army and reduce unnecessary casualties." Yang Biao sighed. "The soldiers injured in previous wars are second only to the results of the battle. These were injured by the imperial court.
, a person who has shed blood and even became a disabled person, is most valued by the emperor and is also a pillar of the army. Madam, you may not know whether a person has experienced life and death, which is very different."
Mrs. Yuan rolled her eyes. "I am a woman, why should I go through life and death?"
"Madam, I have no other meaning." Yang Biao quickly explained. "I just said that you have not experienced life and death, so you cannot understand me and Dezu, nor can you understand Mrs. Hongnong and Cai Yan. Everything today is all
It was brought by the emperor, so…”
Mrs. Yuan took over the topic. "So in your heart, the emperor is a saint, no matter how deviant it is, it makes sense. But have you ever thought that even if he is a saint, he will make mistakes. As a minister, you
Wouldn't it be dangerous to just follow the emperor?"
Yang Biao thought for a while. "I think so too, but...Madam, what do you think is the biggest hidden danger?"
"A war is strong."
"The emperor... is a military force?" Yang Biao smiled. "No, if he was a military force, he would have used military force in Jizhou long ago."
"I don't understand why he didn't use troops in Jizhou. But he attached great importance to the martial arts lecture hall, which is obvious to all. If you don't want to use troops, why bother so much? Maybe it's not that you didn't use troops in Jizhou, it's just that the time has not come."
Yang Biao pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "No, I know what he is worried about."
"What?"
Yang Biao reached out and pointed upward. "Destiny."
"Direction?" Mrs. Yuan was slightly stunned, turned to look at Yang Biao, and couldn't help laughing. "As the emperor, he wants to fight against Destiny?"
"Madam, the world is not kind, and treating all things as straw dogs is far more ruthless than you think." Yang Biao paused and said, "You write a letter to Benchu, so that he will not persevere anymore. Now you enter the court.
, it is impossible to take charge of the government, at least it can save his life. If he drags on, he will only bring shame to his family and harm his descendants."
Mrs. Yuan blinked her eyes and thoughtful.
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Yixian.
Xun Chen got out of the car and hurried into the door.
A waiter followed closely behind him, holding dozens of rolls of paper in his arms.
The guard at the door came to interrogate him. When he saw that it was Xun Chen, he was full of anger and quickly moved away.
Xun Chen drove straight into the middle court.
Yuan Tan was talking to Guo Tu in the yard. When he saw Xun Chen rushing in with great strides, he was shocked and then he was overjoyed.
"Youruo, you are finally back, what's going on?"
"It's very bad." Xun Chen shook his head and strode into the hall. He took the paper roll from the waiter's arms and placed it on the table. "You can read it carefully. These are the latest reports."
Yuan Tan and Guo Tu rushed over and picked up a volume.
As Xun Chen said, these are the latest reports, and they have not received them yet.
Since the Dibao began to publish articles by Xu Jing and others, the scope of influence of official documents that were originally just passing on imperial edicts and government orders has gradually expanded, especially after Suiyang began to reprint Dibao.
North of Hebei is too far from the court and also far from Suiyang, so it is too late to receive the report from the residence, and usually it is half a month behind. Sometimes the news is not smooth, and it may even be delayed for one month.
Jizhou is very repulsive to such mansions. The postal system prohibits transmission and can only be circulated privately. Most of the mansions in Yuan Tan's hand came from the direction of Taiyuan, but instead were more timely.
But it's just a little better.
He had almost no mansion report brought back by Xun Chen.
"Is this arranged by Wen Ruo?" Guo Tu asked.
Xun Chen nodded. Along the way, Xun Yu would use the postal system to send him the latest residence newspapers so that he could understand the trends in Chang'an in a timely manner. Even so, the latest residence newspaper he received was seven days ago.
"Look at this." Xun Chen picked out a newspaper and handed it to Guo Tu.
Guo Tu took it and took a quick look. "The discussion is about to begin?"
Xun Chen sighed. “To be more precise, it’s over.”
Yuan Tan and Guo Tu looked at each other. "Youruo, why do you say that?"
"What can those who oppose the land of the field have already said in the newspaper. Whether it is right or wrong, I believe that anyone with discerning eyes is very clear. Why did the court want to save the land and how to save the land, it is also very clear.
When we start talking, what other new tricks can we tell you?"
Yuan Tan and Guo Tu nodded at the same time.
"When talking about the discussion, everyone's opinions will be recorded, Xu Wenxiu and the other two commented on them, and spread them all over the world. Even the most stubborn person will have some taboos and cannot speak. Words are like the wind, but words are hard to erase.
.Even if you want to change it later, how can you change these thousands of newspapers?"
Guo Tu smiled bitterly. "The emperor's skill is indeed brilliant. It seems that people can speak freely, but in fact it is recorded on the record, which makes everyone have to think twice before speaking, so as not to give people a handle and be pointed out by thousands of people."
"What are the points of thousands of people?" Xun Chen sneered. "You have made things simple."
"What's the meaning?"
"If someone ignores common sense and opposes the land, I am afraid that it is not as simple as thousands of people's decisions. If they are not done properly, they will be beaten to death in public."
Guo Tu's face changed slightly. "So serious?"
Xun Chen nodded in a heavy mood. "Guanzhong, many people in Hedong are literate. Even if they are illiterate, they can easily find someone to read the news for them. They are very concerned about the news about Dutian. I have a one along the way
The most obvious feeling is that before entering the Jizhou border, very few people dared to publicly oppose the land. On the contrary, many people felt that the court was too weak and should force the land to spread the land of the large clan and powerful people to the landless people.
”
He let out a sigh of relief. "If the imperial court issued an edict after the New Year, I would not be surprised at all."