On the second day, Nian Duan appeared in front of Xianyang Palace with his disciple Duan Murong and the last question, and then walked into Xianyang Palace under the leadership of the chamberlain.
Duan Murong, who was following the master, looked at Xianyang Palace curiously. In her consciousness, there was no concept of luxury and simplicity, but for a child, the concept of bigness was very clear. Therefore, Duan Murong
My only impression of Xianyang Palace is that it is huge.
It would be very boring to live in such a big house. Duan Murong thought to herself.
Nian Duan, who came to the back hall of Xianyang Palace, sorted out his thoughts and stepped through the threshold.
For a person, the palace is undoubtedly a huge and strong sense of oppression. Walking in it, one will unconsciously feel his own insignificance and the illustrious power revealed in the palace.
At that time, for a young girl like Duan Murong, everything was meaningless. In her mind, she had no clear concept of power.
After turning around the curtains, Nian Duan and Duan Murong appeared in front of Ying Zheng's writing desk.
"Master Nianduan really did not disappoint me." Ying Zheng asked the palace servants to give Nianduan a chair.
"No medical disciple must be able to reject what the Great King said in the bamboo slips, because it is no longer a person's honor or disgrace, but something that can determine the fate of the medical sect." Nian Duan said.
And mine? Duan Murong looked at the stool that the palace maid brought behind her, and couldn't help but be startled. Then she followed Master Nian Duan's example and sat upright on the stool, her eyes rolling around as she observed the main hall.
everything within.
"For a doctor, it is indeed something that determines success or failure. Master Nianduan's choice will not be wrong." Ying Zheng affirmed.
"However, before that, I still have a question that needs your Majesty to answer." Nianduan said.
"Please tell me," Ying Zheng said.
"Will the future medical disciples be doctors of the Qin people or doctors of the people of the world?" Nianduan asked seriously.
"The disciples trained by the Physician Academy within twenty years can only be doctors of the Qin people. After all, the Physician Academy was built with the taxes of the Qin people." Ying Zheng said.
"So, what about twenty years from now?" Nianduan asked.
"Twenty years from now, we will be the people of the world." Ying Zheng said.
"Twenty years is not too long. I agree to the king's conditions." Nian Duan said.
Ying Zheng's answer is not a perfect answer for Nianduan, but it is reasonable. As Ying Zheng said, after the medical academy was established, all the resources consumed came from the taxes paid to the Qin people.
, the disciples of the Medical Academy will of course be given priority.
Although twenty years is a long time for a person, for a medical sect, twenty years is a very short time.
Can't wait to wait.
And Ying Zheng can also afford to wait. Twenty years is a very special time. After twenty years, there will no longer be people from the Six Kingdoms in this world, only people from Qin.
Therefore, in this transaction, no matter how Ying Zheng calculated it, it was not a loss. Of course, this kind of thing was something Nianduan would never have imagined.
Although the Qin State is strong today, how many people would have thought that this country would wipe out the six kingdoms within twenty years.
You must know that Chu State was still a big country at this time, and Zhao State still had enough military power to compete with Qin State.
"The establishment of a medical academy cannot be accomplished by myself. I also need to invite the medical disciples to come, so I hope the king can give me some time." Nian Duan thought.
Even though he has made a decision in his heart, Nian Duan naturally wants to run the medical school well, and the key condition for running the medical school well is to have enough medical disciples, so that more medical disciples can be cultivated.
"Okay." Ying Zheng said.
"So, I need to leave Xianyang for a while to visit the medical disciples. After half a year, I will definitely return to Xianyang." Nian Duan said.
"Early next year? The time is suitable. However, Miss Ronger is still young, so she doesn't have to suffer the pain of traveling with Master Nianduan. She can stay in Xianyang Palace temporarily," Ying Zheng said.
"Ronger, she?"
"Me?" Duan Murong stared, not knowing how to bring the topic to herself.
"This?" Are you going to take Ronger as a hostage? Nianduan looked at Ying Zheng and said hesitantly.
Probably not. He has too many ways to manipulate himself and would not want to take advantage of Rong'er. Moreover, since he has such a broad mind, he will definitely not do such a thing as taking advantage of a girl. He should really just be worried about Rong'er.
My son endured the pain of running around with me.
"Okay, then Rong'er will cause trouble to the king in the future." Nian Duan said.
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Duan Murong looked at the unfamiliar environment, and until now, she still had a dream-like feeling.
What just happened?
Where am I now?
What will I do in the future?
Also, where has Master gone?
Duan Murong couldn't help but look at Ying Zheng, and saw that there were piles of bamboo slips next to the bookcase, and these bamboo slips had been turned over by Ying Zheng after Nian Duan left.
"Isn't he tired?" Duan Murong secretly smacked her tongue.
On the desk, the blank scrolls of bamboo slips were quickly filled with rows of Qin seal characters in the palm of Ying Zheng's hands, and this speed made Duan Murong marvel.
"How did he do it?" Duan Murong thought to herself.
Duanmu Rong, who was usually overwhelmed by numerous schoolwork, was in a state of ecstasy. Seeing Ying Zheng browsing the bamboo slips, writing text, and then contacting herself with such ease, Duanmu Rong couldn't help but feel envious.
"It would be great if I could be like her." For a while, Duan Murong's curiosity about Ying Zheng somewhat diluted her anxiety about the unfamiliar environment of Xianyang Palace.
Time passed by slowly until a pink figure appeared in front of Duan Murong.
"Honglian, she will live with you from now on. You take her back to your residence and settle her down." Ying Zheng said without raising his head.
"Yes." Honglian looked at Duanmu Rong curiously.
A little girl two years younger than herself? Who is she? A member of the Qin royal family? Or is she just a palace maid?
These days, Honglian has barely adapted to the life in Xianyang Palace. Although the change of identity still makes Honglian feel fear deep in her heart, but fortunately, compared to her previous life, Honglian's situation at this time is undoubtedly better.
Got a lot.
The previous bottom line has been infinitely lowered, so that even if it has only improved a little now, it is still very different from life in South Korea, but for Honglian, it is already very good.
Moreover, Ying Zheng is not that scary. At least he is harmless to the palace maid Hong Lian. The real fear of Ying Zheng is the Korean princess Hong Lian.
Hong Lian, who led Duan Murong out of the hall, remained silent. She instinctively felt a sense of vigilance towards the appearance of Duan Murong.
"Hello sister, my name is Duan Murong." Duan Murong said with a reserved smile to Hong Lian.