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0024 Heart

After reading this secret letter, Changsun Wugou was also one of the first or two elders. She guessed that the origin of her cheap nephew was not simple, but she did not expect that it would be so mysterious.

"How is Your Majesty going to deal with this matter? There is no need to worry about me, the country, the country, and the country are important." At this point, she couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity for such a good child."

Li Shimin was hesitant at first, but after hearing these words, he made up his mind and said: "Don't worry, I'm not that narrow-minded. No matter where he comes from and what secrets he carries, he can only be used by me in the Tang Dynasty."

"If there are people behind him, then I will surrender those people together. If there is no one behind him, there is no need for me to worry."

Changsun Wugou breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and was overwhelmed by his confidence and broadmindedness, but reminded him: "Having said that, it is better to be careful in everything."

Li Shimin nodded and said: "Originally, I thought it would be enough to place two dead soldiers beside him, but now it seems that I have underestimated his secrets. I will send a small team there when the Taoist temple is ready to recruit people."

Changsun Wugou said: "I am afraid that many powerful people in the capital will not be left alone. We must be careful about their informants."

Li Shimin felt a little overwhelmed when he mentioned this matter, and said: "Hey, I really wish I could lock them up in Sanqing Temple like this."

Changsun Wujia covered his mouth and smiled: "If you really do this, you will no longer be Erlang."

The two joked for a while, and Li Shimin suddenly said: "I think his medical school has great potential, especially for Buddhists and Taoists to learn medicine and treat people's diseases. It is a great move."

Changsun Wugou first nodded, then shook his head and said: "In this way, Buddhism and Taoism will have a greater impact on people's hearts, and they may be used by bad people."

Li Shimin said with deep understanding: "This is also my concern. It is better for Buddhism and Taoism to stay in the temple and become clay sculptures. What do you think we should establish a medical school and open a medical clinic in the name of the imperial court?"

Changsun Wugou said: "The method is good, but where does the money come from? The imperial court's tax revenue is more than three million guan each year. It is already very difficult to maintain the current situation. How can we afford the investment in this medical center?"

Li Shimin said angrily: "I'm really not willing to have good strategies but can't use them."

A trace of pity appeared on Changsun Wugou's face, and he comforted him: "Besides, we still don't know whether this method is feasible or not. Let Jing Ke give it a try first. If it works, it won't be too late for us to find a way."

Li Shimin sighed: "That's the only way it can be. By the way, I've already found the crystal. Just wait for Master Sun to speak and you can give it to him."



Sun Simiao acted quickly. The next day when Changsun Wugou came over for a routine checkup, he opened his mouth. But he not only wanted a transparent crystal, but also an opaque one.

Changsun Wugou said with some confusion: "I wonder what the real person would do with these low-quality crystals?"

Sun Simiao said with some embarrassment: "It would be a pity if transparent crystals are scarce and damaged. I want to use different crystals to train the craftsmen first."

Changsun Wugou understood clearly and said, "Okay, the crystal and gemstone craftsmen will be here in the afternoon."

Chen Jingke added from the side: "It's best to have a coppersmith and a craftsman who can make glue."

Changsun Wugou tapped his forehead with his finger and said: "Okay, okay, okay, who asked me to be your aunt, but you have to give me one of the babies you created."

Chen Jingke said: "Okay, I will have a surprise for you then."

In the afternoon, Crystal and the craftsmen came to Sanqingguan together, and Chen Jingke began to guide them in making the microscope. Not only was polishing the lens a delicate job, but even the casting of the mirror stand was equally troublesome.

In short, things did not go as smoothly as expected, but to put it bluntly, this thing is just two lenses and a mirror stand. If you know the principle, you can always make it by hand polishing.

As the days passed, Chen Jingke took time out of his busy schedule to take a look at the Zixiao Temple under construction, and made slight modifications to some of the buildings.

Mainly, a separate hospital was renovated according to the appearance of the school in its previous life and used as a medical school.

Yan Lide didn't say anything about the fact that he changed the design drawings midway. Not to mention that the house hadn't been built yet and it would be easy to modify. Even if it was built, it would probably be demolished. It was a national project anyway and it didn't cost him any money.

In order to rush the work, Li Shimin directly recruited 5,000 civilians, and at this time, it had already taken shape.

Initially, he felt guilty for recruiting civilian husbands, feeling that it had increased the burden on these people. After talking with several civilian husbands, he realized that it was completely unnecessary.

The state stipulates that adult men must perform corvée for two months every year, which is unavoidable for everyone unless they pay someone to do it.

Ordinary people are naturally unwilling to spend this money, and they do corvee work themselves.

Recruiting civilians in Taoist temples is also a form of corvee labor. Even if they don't come to Taoist temples, they have to do other work. Relatively speaking, it is more comfortable to do Taoist temples.

In the words of a fellow citizen: "Come here to practice Taoism and you can get shelter from the wind and rain. You can eat three meals a day. It's not so good to work elsewhere."

Chen Jingke asked: "If you work elsewhere, you have no place to live, and you don't have enough to eat?"

The farmer said: "There is no place to live. It's just a straw hut on the roadside with air leakage from all sides. It's also very messy. Good clothes and a good mattress are all gone in the blink of an eye."

"You bring your own food, but you can't eat it raw. It has to be steamed by the steward. If you hand over a pound of food and put it into the pot, you may not know how much is left."

Seeing that he was easy to talk at a young age, the people around him came over to talk about their hardships. They not only talked about corvee labor, but also about things in life. All the words were summed up in one word, bitter.

Chen Jingke felt very heavy. He knew that people in ancient times were suffering, but now he realized that people's lives were actually far more difficult than he imagined.

What he thought was suffering before was heaven to the common people. He suddenly understood why Emperor Hui of Jin had said why not eat minced meat.

What is the purpose of traveling by yourself?

To be a drunken and wealthy person, to be a master? To be friends with great scholars? To be friends with the powerful? To be a guest of the emperor? To be drunk and to lie in the lap of a beautiful woman?

Yes, there is no denying that these are his pursuits, and he has been working hard in this area before.

But what about other than that?

Should we do something more meaningful?

But what can he do?

After returning home, Chen Jingke thought over and over again for half the night before he came up with a vague idea.

No matter how grand his goals and ideals are, his top priority is to gain a foothold in this era first. Once he has gained a certain reputation, he can then find ways to help the people.

No matter how much I can help, at least I try hard and feel no guilt.

Thinking of this, he felt very happy, and then he fell into a drowsy sleep.

After several attempts, although they failed to make a qualified microscope, the craftsmen finally knew what they wanted to do, and they all guaranteed that they could make a qualified product within three days at most.

But before the microscope was built, something happened again in Li Shimin's family.

Princess Li Lizhi of Changle suffered a sudden illness.

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