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  Chapter 325 323 [Officials and bandits surrender together]

  Taoist Liu Kaihua left, Zhao Han smiled and asked Li Yu, "Do you seem to have something to say?"

  Li Yu cupped his hands and said: "General Town, if you want to promote the way of medicine, you should be a doctor."

   "Don't I still respect doctors?" Zhao Han asked.

  Li Yu knelt down abruptly: "After the general township ascends to the throne, please issue an order to delete Zhu Zi's "Analects of Confucius": 'The small way is like the genus of farm medicine and divination.'"

  The original text of "The Analects of Confucius" roughly reads: Small ways also have merits, but studying these things all day long will hinder the pursuit of a greater cause, so a gentleman should not do it.

  When Zhu Xi was making notes, he inexplicably made a sentence: Xiaodao is like farming, medicine and divination.

   This sentence is to be used for the imperial examination!

  Since then, in the Ming and Qing dynasties, doctors were regarded as lowly slaves.

  Zhao Han nodded and said: "It needs to be deleted, how can agriculture and medicine be small ways? Farming is a major event in the world; medical affairs are also a major event."

  Li Yu also suggested: "Please ask the town to promulgate a decree that doctors are not allowed to be called mountain people, and mountain people are not allowed to practice medicine in publicity."

   This is a special phenomenon in the middle and late Ming Dynasty. Doctors, fortune-tellers, poets, painters, and poor scholars all called themselves Shanren. They don't do production, but hang out between the city and the countryside. They are arty and social, and they are despised by orthodox scholar-bureaucrats.

  These mountain people know a little bit about everything, but most of them have poor medical skills, which often tarnish the doctor's reputation.

  Zhao Han didn't understand at first, but after listening to Li Yu's explanation, he immediately agreed: "This order will be promulgated immediately, and the mountain people cannot be bluffed and deceived to practice medicine."

  Li Yu made a third suggestion: "General Town, please enshrine the ancient medical sage as a sage in the Confucius Temple!"

  Emperor Longqing did this, and was sprayed all over his face by his officials, thinking that the medical saint's entry into the Confucian Temple was a blasphemy against Confucianism.

  Zhao Han couldn't help laughing: "Okay, let the medical sage enter the Confucius Temple."

  Confucianism in the Han Dynasty absorbed hundreds of schools of thought.

  Since Zhao Han wants to reform Confucianism, of course he can recruit doctors, and he will also recruit scientists in the future.

  Sun Simiao, Hua Tuo, Ge Hong, Zu Chongzhi, Zhang Heng, Shen Kuo, Mo Di... put the tablets of these people in the Confucian Temple, it must be very exciting.

  Zhao Han asked: "Do you have a way to regulate doctors?"

  Li Yu shook his head: "Not at all."

  Scholars like Li Yu who come from a medical family, whose uncle is a doctor in the crown, have long been aware of the disadvantages of medicine. Not only Li Yu, many doctors in the Ming Dynasty wrote books and complained about quack doctors.

  Li Yu divides doctors into three types: good doctors, Chinese medicine doctors, and quack doctors.

  He said that there are very few good doctors, Chinese medicine and quack doctors are all over the world, quack doctors are purely harmful, and Chinese medicine neither harms nor saves people.

  The most ridiculous thing is that the Ming Tai Hospital, the highest medical institution, does not have many good doctors. Because imperial physicians can be recommended, during the Jiajing period, imperial hospitals were investigated, forty-two imperial physicians were dismissed, and one hundred and sixty-two imperial physicians were directly expelled from medical registration.

  The 162 imperial physicians who were expelled from their medical status unexpectedly did not know how to take the pulse and use medicine, and they were completely blind to the powerful and powerful.

  This situation is not because traditional Chinese medicine is not good, but because Zhu Xi commented on the sentence in "The Analects of Confucius", which led to medicine being regarded as a small way. The children of medical households all want to take the imperial examination, and they don't have much serious study of medicine, so they bluff and deceive everywhere.

   After careful consideration, Zhao Han decided to add a medical school.

  Now there is only one Ziyang Medical College in Jiangxi, and one should be opened in Nanjing, Guangzhou, Hangzhou, and Changsha. Invite well-known doctors from all over the world to teach in medical schools. After completing their studies, they will be issued a medical license, which is an official certification for these medical students.

  As for those who do not have a medical license, the government will not prosecute them, because it is too difficult to enforce.

  Come step by step, Zhao Han only gives policy guidance.

  As long as the policy is guided in a good direction, there will be more and more good doctors in the future.

   At least not like Daming, too many hospitals are full of quack doctors. It's scary to think about it. Are there really dignitaries who dare to seek medical treatment from them?

  His attitude towards traditional Chinese medicine is neither admiration nor dislike, and he hopes to continue to develop more comprehensive and perfect.

Zhao Han said to Li Yu: "You are from a medical family, so this task is entrusted to you. Go to search for famous doctors in various provinces, and set up four new medical schools. The dean of each medical school is given an official status, which is equivalent to the prefect. The vice-principal is equivalent to the county magistrate. Let them teach well and train more good doctors, which is a great cause for the benefit of the common people."

   "Obey!" Li Yu was quite excited.

  Since there will be no major wars this year, we can take the opportunity to do a lot of domestic affairs.

  Li Yu took a group of men to Nanjing to build a medical school. The county magistrate of Fuliang sent people to present the telescope.

  The binoculars can finally be self-produced!

  The center of glass manufacturing in the Ming Dynasty was Yanshen Town, Shandong Province. As for Jingdezhen in Jiangxi, glass can also be made, but it is a by-product of firing porcelain.

  In these two towns, the glass technology tree is crooked, and the resulting glass is colorful. The more beautiful the more valuable, even fired until completely opaque, polished like jade, commonly known as "medicine jade", classified as jewelry.

  Two years ago, Zhao Han threw a pair of binoculars and asked Jingdezhen craftsmen to develop transparent glass.

   Now it finally bears fruit.

  Zhao Han boarded the tower, looked at the river with a self-made binoculars, and said with some regret: "The lens is still not clear enough, we need to continue to remove impurities."

  The person who came to present the telescope was Wan Bangshun, an official of the Fuliang County Engineering Department. He cupped his hands and said, "I will do my best to make the glass more transparent every year."

   "Did you develop it yourself?" Zhao Han asked curiously.

  Wan Bangshun said: "The general town issued an order, and the county magistrate dared not neglect it. I was responsible for the development of the telescope. For the past two years, I lived and ate in the kiln every day, and burned glass in my dreams at night."

  Zhao Han sighed: "It's hard work for you, this is a big credit. Don't be impatient, do things slowly, and don't drag your body down. This kind of binoculars is barely usable."

  Wan Bangshun also said: "The cement mentioned by the general town has also made some progress, and can be used to build walls for private houses. However, it is still not strong enough to build city water conservancy, and we need to continue to develop better cement."

   "It's a big improvement if it can be used to build private houses." Zhao Han praised.

   There is no shortcut to burn cement, and the furnace temperature must be continuously raised.

  Once the furnace temperature can be raised again, it will not only be used for cement, but also for smelting steel, firing porcelain, and firing glass.

  There are lime mines everywhere in Jiangxi, and Zhao Han immediately ordered that lime kilns and cement kilns be added everywhere. Burning bricks and burning lime. In future official buildings, cement masonry buildings will be used first, and the use of cement by the people will also be encouraged.

  …

  Three little ones, lying in a cradle under the shade of a tree.

  Ju'er is already three years old, squatting beside her, carefully rocking the cradle, for fear of waking up her younger siblings. The kid turned around and asked, "Daddy, can they eat eggs? I eat eggs every day, and mother said that eating eggs will make me grow taller."

  Zhao Han said with a smile: "Brothers and sisters can only eat milk now, and can only eat eggs when they grow up."

   "Oh." Gun'er continued to lie there.

  Zhao Han asked: "Mother said you can recite poems?"

  Ju'er stood up immediately, held his head high, and shook his head: "There is moonlight in front of the bed, it is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, and lower your head to think about your hometown!"

   "Anything else?" Zhao Han asked with a smile.

   Gun'er thought for a while: "Goose goose goose, singing to the sky. The white hair floats in the green water, and the anthurium touches the clear waves."

  Zhao Han clapped his hands in approval: "Good memorization, really smart."

  The weather today is fine, with no wind and no heat. Fei Rulan and Pan Qimei both came out to breathe.

  The two women teased the child, Zhao Han leaned on the recliner and smiled: "This year's autumn grain, officials from all over the country have reported that Jiangxi and Hunan have a good harvest."

   Pan Qimei asked, "Where's Guangdong?"

   "Guangdong land tax is free." Zhao Han replied.

  The complete exemption of land tax means a catastrophe for the whole province. Pan Qimei is a little worried about her family.

   Zhao Han comforted and said, "I asked the magistrate to send some food to your home."

   "That's great." Pan Qimei laughed.

  Fei Rulan stared at the twins with envy in her eyes, and said with a smile, "They look alike. They are a boy and a girl, what will they look like when they grow up? Will they still be so similar?"

  Zhao Han said: "You will know in two years."

  Fei Rulan asked again: "What is the best age for Gun'er to study? It's not at home, but I ask my teacher to teach me."

"Six years old, don't hire a teacher, just go to elementary school in the city," Zhao Han said of his thoughts, "After graduating from middle school, I will hire a full-time teacher to teach. While you are still young, make more friends and follow up more. People-to-people contact."

   "General Town!"

  There is a guard standing at the gate of the courtyard, and it seems that there is an urgent military situation.

   Zhao Han took a look and almost laughed out loud on the spot.

   These are two letters requesting attachment, and they were both sent from Fujian.

   One copy came from the traitor Qiu Lingxiao. After the father and son revolted, they had occupied the entire Tingzhou Prefecture.

  One copy comes from Fujian Governor Xiao Yifu, who is willing to dedicate the whole of Fujian to Zhao Han.

  Xiao Yifu's first official position was the magistrate of Changting County, which was attached to the capital city of Guoting Prefecture. This gentleman is a clean and honest official, his mother died in the county government, and he has no money to pay for the funeral, so the local gentry paid for him to take care of it.

  This person has an extremely forthright character, nicknamed "Timely Rain", even if he gets some regular money, he will give it away to help others.

  So after he became the governor of Fujian, the gentry, powerful and common people in Fujian were very convinced. In the past two years, there have been uprisings everywhere in Fujian. Xiao Yifu has successively put down the rebels such as Chen Hu, Chen Jia, Guan Rikui, Chen Beizan, and Wu Jiupin.

  Now we can’t move anymore, Fujian is short of money and food.

  The leader of the bandits, Qiu Lingxiao admired the governor's character, and he didn't want to fight with Xiao Yifu, so the two secretly wrote letters and wanted to join Zhao Han together.

   It was Chongzhen who prompted Xiao Yifu to make up his mind.

  Xiao Yifu is from Dongguan, Guangdong, and his hometown is occupied by Zhao Han. The monarchs and ministers in the court were afraid that Xiao Yifu would be a thief, so they sent a new governor.

  The governor set off at the beginning of the year, went south tremblingly, was blocked by Zhan Luan, and did not take office in Fujian until last month.

  Xiao Yifu put down so many Fujian uprisings and made countless contributions, so he was only transferred to Dali Temple Minister.

   Fearful and angry, Xiao Yifu put the new governor under house arrest, and discussed with the thief leader Qiu Lingxiao to join Zhao Han together.

   What else can Zhao Han say?

   I can only sigh.

  The autumn harvest is still going on these few days, and the autumn grain has not yet been put into storage, and they are preparing to send troops to Fujian. As a result, before he could do anything, Fujian officials and rebels surrendered together.

  (end of this chapter)