The carriage stopped at the entrance of Zixiao Temple, and everyone from the stewards to the handymen in the backyard, from teachers to students, were waiting at the door.
When Sun Simiao got off the car, everyone said in unison: "Welcome to the visitor and congratulate the visitor on being crowned a medical saint."
Sun Simiao was also very happy to see so many acquaintances, and said: "Hey, what are you doing with all the effort... Please get up."
Everyone stood up. Wu Shu smiled and came over to hold his arm and said: "Master, you are back. If you don't come back, everyone will feel like weeds are growing in their hearts."
Sun Simiao was even more happy when he saw his intended daughter-in-law, and said kindly: "Haha, if Shu'er said that, it must be true. It seems that I have come back at the right time."
Chen Jingke thought to himself that this sense of déjà vu was too strong. Isn't that what happened when he had a wife in his previous life and forgot about his son? He said, "Let's stop standing outside and go in quickly."
In order to welcome Sun Simiao, Zixiao Temple is closed for a day today, but as it is a scenic spot in Chang'an City, many people still come here to play.
Seeing such a big movement, they naturally came to watch one after another. They were very happy to know that Sun Shenxian was back, even though this matter had nothing to do with them.
It was even more shocking to hear words like being conferred the title of Medical Saint. What kind of Medical Saint? Could it be that the saint conferred the title of Medical Saint on Sun Shenxian? This is huge news.
The crowd suddenly became noisy, and many people approached to ask questions.
Seeing this, Sun Simiao and others did not dare to delay any longer and hurriedly entered the temple.
Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the crowd dispersed in droves. Such good gossip must be told to more people.
Naturally, there was a celebration in the temple, and Wu Shu had already prepared a feast. Although he had just come out of the palace banquet, it was prepared for him by the people in the temple, and Sun Simiao still participated.
But fortunately, no one here dared to persuade him to drink. Everyone ate and drank freely. After eating and chatting, they went back to rest.
Even so, the banquet ended at around nine o'clock in the evening. Sun Simiao was really tired after a day of hard work, so he went to rest directly.
As for reporting work and the like, it can only be left to tomorrow.
…
Walking on the path inside the temple, Wu Shu said: "Master is back and I feel relieved. I feel very safe."
Chen Jingke pretended to be angry and said: "What do you mean by this? Do you feel insecure when you are with me?"
Wu Shu looked at the crescent moon in the sky and said quietly: "What do you think?"
"Um..." Chen Jingke was speechless for a moment. His current physical age is only thirteen years old, and it is indeed difficult for people to feel safe.
What's more, there is still an engagement with Princess Jinyang, which makes it even harder for Wu Shu to feel safe.
Wu Shu seemed to be afraid that he would think too much. He paused and smiled and said, "You are too young now. You will be fine once you are crowned."
Chen Jingke shook his head and said, "Sister-brother relationships are indeed prone to this kind of situation, but Yi Nu, Yu Zhu and Xiao Si Zi all rely on me."
After saying that, he wanted to give himself a slap in the face, talking about other women in front of a woman, such a low-level mistake can be made.
Wu Shu was not angry, but said: "Yi Nu and Yu Zhu can only trust you. As for Princess Jinyang... are you sure that you give her a sense of security?"
Chen Jingke was very embarrassed. He looked around and said, "Look at the moon today. It's curved and beautiful."
Wu Shu sighed secretly, this is why you can't give me a sense of security, sometimes you are too naive.
At this moment, Chen Jingke suddenly stopped and said seriously: "Perhaps I will never be able to give you the sense of security you want."
Wu Shu was stunned for a moment and said, "Why?"
Chen Jingke said: "Do you know why Master chose you to be Sun's wife?"
Wu Shu shook his head and said, "I have some guesses, but I'm not very clear."
Chen Jingke looked at her and said, "Because you can make up for all my shortcomings, and I have advantages that you don't have, the two of us together are perfect."
"So you can't be that kind of little woman. The Sun family's foundation depends on you. What I can give you is not a sense of security, but a stage to display your abilities."
Wu Shu suddenly realized that this was the case. She did not feel that she was being used or hurt, but felt deeply proud and grateful.
I am proud that I am as capable as a man, and I am grateful that Sun Simiao and Chen Jingke are willing to appreciate and reuse my abilities.
Thinking of this, she smiled from the bottom of her heart and said, "No, you are wrong. Maybe I have found a sense of security in you."
"Ah?" Chen Jingke was confused: "Do you feel safe? Tell me what's going on."
Wu Shu did not answer him, but said: "I'm here, you can go back too, I won't let you in at night."
After saying that, he hummed a cheerful ditty and entered the small courtyard.
Chen Jingke shouted from behind: "Hey, hey, hey, don't go, can you finish what you said? I hate talking in half."
Unfortunately, the sound of closing the door answered him.
He knew that Wu Shu would not answer him, so he had no choice but to leave. He stayed up half the night thinking about this matter, but in the end he still couldn't think of the answer.
The next morning he was woken up by Yi Nu, and he finally opened his heavy eyelids. He cursed in his heart that Wu Shu had done a lot of harm to people.
Then he got up and went to find Sun Simiao to exercise together.
…
After breakfast, Chen Jingke told him in detail what had happened in the past few months. He also told him some relatively hidden and unknown information, such as the enfeoffment.
Sun Simiao was also shocked and said: "I didn't expect that so many things would happen after I just left for five months. But it's good that I left, otherwise I wouldn't have thought of peace and quiet."
Chen Jingke naturally knew why and said: "I don't think you can think about peace and quiet now. The nobles have been pushed to a dead end and they will definitely not miss any opportunity."
Sun Simiao glared at him and said, "Originally, I could have used ignorance as an excuse, but your two articles blocked this road."
Zixiaoguan has already helped to fight in the front line. If you say you don't know anymore, you will be bullying others.
Chen Jingke said with a smile: "After all, we have enjoyed so many benefits from the imperial court. If we don't express our position at critical times, even if the saint doesn't say anything, those nobles will still have opinions in their hearts."
Sun Simiao nodded and said: "You are right. Sometimes you have to make your attitude clear. Shu'er did not object to you publishing these two articles, because he has seen through this."
Chen Jingke scratched his head and said, "Then how are you going to deal with those old friends?"
Sun Simiao sighed: "How else can I deal with it? When the medical sage's archway, edict, seal and other things are delivered, they will know everything without me explaining."
Chen Jingke thought the same thing, this is a medical saint, even a fool knows what it means.
Then they talked about other trivial matters, such as business, Baiqisi's side, the palace, etc.
The master and the apprentice talked for more than an hour before finally summarizing the events of the past few months.
At around ten o'clock in the morning, officials from the Ministry of Etiquette and the Ministry of Works arrived at the same time. The former came to deliver the medical saint's seal, clothing and other ceremonial utensils; the latter came to build an archway.
The words on the archway were written by Li Shimin himself, with only two words: Medical Saint.
Today, Zixiao Temple opens its doors normally to accept pilgrims, and the number of people who come to offer incense and give money for incense is ten times more than before.
When the pilgrims heard the imperial edict and saw the Medical Saint Archway, they were as happy as if their own family had been commended. Everyone unanimously commented that Sun Shenxian deserved the title of Medical Saint.
It has to be said that caesarean section surgery played a huge role.
There were also spies who came to inquire about the news. When they saw the angel arriving, they passed the news back as quickly as possible.
Wang Zhuo was shocked and angry and said: "Medical Sage? Even Sun Simiao dares to accept it, isn't he afraid of being laughed at by everyone in the world?"
Zheng Song sighed: "No wonder Zixiaoguan wrote those two articles. Medical Saint, he is really willing to do so."
Cui Gan said: "Originally, we have instigated many Taoists to oppose Zixiao Temple, but our previous efforts were in vain as soon as this incident came out."
Lu Xiu said: "Although I know that Master Sun is the leader of the Taoist sect, is it really worth winning over someone with the title of Medical Saint? There must be something else we don't know about."
Cui Qian was moved in his heart and said: "You said that the nobles are collectively falling over there, does it have anything to do with this matter?"
Before anyone could answer, Cui Yun opened the door and came in: "Don't think about it, I just got the news that Zhenren Sun has found a way to prevent and cure smallpox."
"It is said that this method only requires one treatment, and you can be immune to smallpox for life. The imperial court is already preparing to treat everyone in the world for free."
"Impossible." Wang Zhuo jumped up and said, "That's smallpox. How can it be prevented and cured? It's ridiculous to prevent and cure it for everyone."
Although the others did not speak, their expressions were similar.
Cui Yun said: "Yesterday, the man who led hundreds of civil and military officials came out of the palace to greet Zhenren Sun. He also held a celebration for him in the palace and invited envoys from various countries..."
"The one who announced this in front of everyone, I don't think he would make fun of his reputation."
Zheng Song suddenly realized: "No wonder, no wonder that man was willing to give up the title of Medical Saint, no wonder Master Sun dared to take it."
Wang Zhuo opened and closed his mouth, and it took him a long time to highlight a few words: "This... that... Sun Si... how did Sun Zhenren do it?"
Cui Yun shook his head and said, "I don't know. It's impossible for that person to let too many people know about this method."
Lu Xiu said with a solemn expression: "No matter what the method is, if this matter is true, it will be very bad."
This move can help the emperor win over the people of the world, and the so-called glory of the nobles is worthless in the face of smallpox.
They were already being beaten and retreating, and they would be unable to fight back.
At this time, an idea suddenly emerged, maybe conforming to the overall situation is the truly correct approach.
They looked at each other and saw what the other was thinking, but then turned away and pretended not to know anything.
…
On the other side, Sun Simiao was listening to work reports to him from people in various departments.
Yangtian Luhui reported on the trends and developments of all religious parties, Hong Ling reported on the various situations of the medical clinic, and Qian Wan reported on the situation of the medical class...
In addition, he also has to go to various departments in person to get familiar with them again. In short, he will not be idle in the next few days.
Chen Jingke has not been idle either. After the last announcement about recruiting talents for Hope Moon Talk was sent out, real feedback finally came, and sporadic articles on geophysics began to be mailed to him.
These letters were selected by Yihe and others and forwarded to him.
He checked them one by one and found that most of them were still in the hobbyist stage.
How to describe it? Many people think that I like historical stories just because I like history. However, in fact, real historical research is very boring.
Not to mention anything else, just the names of people, places, and time can make people's scalp numb.
The situation is the same now. Most people think they are interested in studying things, but their articles all show that they just like the short stories about studying things published in Wangyue Tan.
For example, the principle of rainbow, Mitsubishi mirror spectroscopy, small hole imaging, marking method to calculate how many fish are in a certain water area, etc.
This made him very disappointed. Do we need to lower our standards to recruit people?
No, he shook his head.
The first group of people are used to lay the foundation for science and engineering. They must find people who are truly interested in this field and have certain talents.
It is better to lack than to overdo.
Although his body is only thirteen years old, compared to the more than a thousand years of human history of scientific and technological civilization, his remaining age is completely underwhelming.
In order to bring science into the fast lane as soon as possible, good steel must be used on the blade.
Just when he was disappointed, the next letter gave him a surprise.
The letter was full of knowledge about river management. What surprised him was that a lot of knowledge about investigating objects was used in it.
And he could tell at a glance that these knowledge of objects were the ones he had previously published in Wangyue Tan.
In other words, the person who wrote this letter really understood the knowledge and applied it to river management.
He didn't know whether such a person was a genius, but he must be someone who had a true understanding of things. Will he finally gain talents? He was looking forward to it.
After seeing the last page, the letter introducing himself, Chen Jingke fell silent again.
Slave craftsmen from the Ministry of Works?
He likes to watch the moon and talk, and learn knowledge by picking up Shangguan's discarded articles about objects. A resolute face that is diligent, studious, and unwilling to fall immediately appears in his mind.
I want to settle on this person.
Thinking of this, he immediately got up, called his guards and rushed to the Ministry of Works, where he found the Minister of Works, Jiang Yidao, and explained his purpose.
Jiang Yi was very polite to him. After hearing about his purpose, he immediately called Han Xiaogou over and wisely prepared a separate room for them.
Speaking of Han Xiaogou, the father and son have been anxiously waiting for news since the article was sent.
As time passed by, their expectations became smaller and smaller. Twenty days passed in the blink of an eye, and they gave up completely.
His father, Han Laoliu, has aged a lot. He no longer speaks with the same vigor as before, and he has become silent and depressed.
Han Xiaogou knew why, such an opportunity was too rare.
The key is that that article is already the most precious thing their family can produce. If this cannot be recognized by noble people, then what else can they rely on to escape from being a craftsman?
But he didn't feel sad or angry, nor did he complain about God's injustice. He had lived this kind of life for too long and had long been used to it.
However, just when he completely gave up hope, people from Zixiaoguan came.
He was stunned for a while, then jumped up from the ground when he reacted, and ran towards the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry.
