Chongzhen Daming: Starting from Coal Mountain

"This?" Fan Zhongjie was stunned upon hearing this.

This was really beyond his expectation.

This is the minister of the court and the cabinet. If you are not in the court, you are fine, but now you are in the court, it is fine if you don't preside over the court, and you don't attend?
Is it possible that from now on, I really don't care about government affairs?

Is it possible that all government affairs will really belong to the cabinet from now on?

Is it possible that my Ming Dynasty really wants to rule from here on out?

Will the two-hundred-year long-cherished wish of civil servants really come true?
The happiness came so suddenly that Fan Zhongjie was a little confused.

After a long while, Fan Zhongjie said again: "My lord, the servants here are really terrified..."

"There is nothing to be alarmed about." Chongzhen said calmly, "I said I would stop interfering with government affairs if I said no more. The same goes for the government's selection of the cabinet ministers. You just follow the procedures."

To put it bluntly, as far as the current situation is concerned, Chongzhen really doesn't care who enters the cabinet.

Because no matter who enters the cabinet, it will not change the result of Lu Zhenfei being the chief assistant.

As long as Lu Zhenfei is still the first assistant, the situation in the court will not be so bad, at least it will not collapse to the point that Chongzhen needs to stand up to clean up the mess.

So, what the hell do you do?

It's better to simply carry forward the style and give enough face.

Chongzhen really didn't ask if he said he didn't ask, but Fan Zhongjie didn't dare not ask for instructions.

Because no one would allow Chongzhen's thoughts, Xie Xuelong slipped and fell into the well within a few days.

At that moment, Fan Zhongjie took out a memorial from his sleeve and said, "Your Majesty, our Ministry of Officials has drafted a list of candidates for nominations, including the former Minister of Rites Wang Duo, the censor of the right capital Zhang Shenyan, the present Minister of Rites Meng Zhaoxiang, and Yuan Guozijian Jijiu. There are four people named Qian Qianyi in the title of minister of the Ministry of Rites, and I also ask the Holy Majesty to select three people from the middle circle for today's court push."

Ma Mingtao, who was on the opposite side, immediately gave Fan Zhongjie a thumbs up, highly appreciating his fellow-year-old's actions.

This is the attitude that an official of the imperial party should have. The Holy Majesty said that he does not ask about government affairs, that is because he is high-spirited, and he is showing respect to officials like me, but as an official, how can he not ask the Holy Majesty for instructions when encountering important matters?
Dare not to ask the Holy Majesty for such important matters as pushing the cabinet to be the prime minister. Is this trying to rebel?
But Chongzhen waved his hand and said, "If I circle the candidates, wouldn't that mean that I have infringed on the power of the Ministry of Officials? Fan Qing, I have peace of mind for you. Just do it boldly and don't be afraid of making mistakes."

"Yes, I understand." Fan Zhongjie bowed to Chongzhen.

So far, Fan Zhongjie has a bottom line in his heart, the Holy One really delegated power.

That being the case, there is nothing to worry about, just follow the usual practice.

Watching Fan Zhongjie leave, Chongzhen said again: "That's all for today's discussion, let's all go back."

Ma Mingpao, Ruan Dacheng, Zheng Sen and others stood up and resigned one after another, but Fu Shan was stopped when he wanted to follow suit.

"Fu Shan, don't rush to leave." Chongzhen waved his hand and said, "I still have something to discuss with you alone."

"Yes." Fu Shan bowed, then got up and stood respectfully to one side, watching his colleagues leave Yilun Hall.

Chongzhen adjusted his sitting posture slightly, and said: "I have read the catalog of medical textbooks you compiled for the Imperial Academy, and it is very well written, not bad!"

"My lord, I dare not take credit for this matter." Fu Shan said hastily, "I just followed the Compendium of Materia Medica, listing the medicines first, then the prescriptions, and finally the diseases and surgical procedures recorded in the medical books of the past dynasties. Authentic and others were copied in the catalogue, so I just copied them, and I really dare not take the credit for the size.” …

"Fu Qing, you don't need to be modest." Chongzhen smiled and said, "You divided medical skills into internal medicine and surgery in the medical textbook catalog, which is enough to impress me."

Fu Shandao: "Your Majesty, in fact, medical skills should be divided into internal medicine, surgery, and women and children's departments, because women and children's constitutions are very different from those of adults, and the medicines for asking symptoms are also completely different, so they should be listed as a separate department."

Chongzhen couldn't help laughing, and said to himself that he almost forgot that you, Fu Shan, are a master of gynecology.

At the moment Chongzhen said again: "Chinese medical skills are extensive and profound. For thousands of years, countless doctors have collected countless magical prescriptions and summed up countless experiences. But it is a pity that most doctors cherish their own shortcomings and are unwilling Teach others the prescriptions and experience you have discovered for free, after all, teach apprentices to starve to death from masters."

"The Holy One hits the nail on the head." Fu Shan said, "Bian Que, the ancestor of medicine, can change the heart of a patient, and Hua Tuo, the saint of medicine, can even open the skull and extract saliva from a patient. They treat doctors, but they are clumsy at educating people, and they fail to teach their disciples all the medical skills, so that future generations can only lament such magical skills in the pile of old papers."

Chongzhen said: "They may have taught the disciples, and the disciples may have taught the disciples, but the single teaching of the master teaching the disciples is too unsafe. If there is any accident, the medical skills will be cut off immediately. This is probably how the holy medical skills were lost.”

Fu Shandao: "What the Holy Majesty said makes sense."

After a pause, Fu Shan went on to say: "Because of this, my Chinese medical skills have never been able to develop widely. Doctors who are proficient in medical skills are always rare. There are quite a few quack doctors who bluff around the countryside with incense ashes, but they often put people to death. In the end, it in turn ruined the reputation of our doctors."

"Fu Shan, do you want to change this situation?"

Chongzhen said solemnly: "Do you want to let all the patients in the world get the correct treatment? Do you want to let doctors who are skilled in medicine spread throughout the Ming Dynasty? Do you want to let quack doctors who bluff and deceive lose their way of life?"

"Of course I want to." Fu Shan said without thinking, "I want to change this situation even in my dreams!"

"Okay, I will give you this opportunity." Chongzhen said solemnly, "I asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs to pay money to set up a separate medical school under the Imperial College, and also recruit students from various states and counties to study medicine. Scholars enjoy the same treatment as scholars of other disciplines, and after three years of graduation, they will enter the Ministry of Internal Affairs as servants."

"Your Majesty's words are true?" Fu Shan was immediately overjoyed.

"Really." Chongzhen said, "The first batch of students of the medical school will be selected from this candidate, and the quota will be [-] people! From now on, [-] people will be recruited every year, and the number will be expanded if necessary."

"Five hundred people?" Fu Shan was so excited that his eyes lit up.

"Yes, five hundred people!" Chongzhen said, "You, Fu Shan, are the first dean of the medical school."

Chongzhen's move was definitely not on a whim, he was really planning to spend all his money to improve the overall medical service level of Ming Dynasty.

Only when the level of medical services improves, the average life expectancy of Daming will be greatly improved, and the mortality rate of infants and young children will be reduced.

Only when the average life expectancy is increased and the infant mortality rate is reduced, will the population grow explosively. …

Only when there is explosive growth in Changkou, will there be enough manpower to support industrial development, and the number of workers with a certain consumption capacity will increase, and a huge consumer market will be formed, which in turn will feed back the industry.

In addition, colonizing overseas in the future will also require a large population.

In view of this, Daming's medical level must be raised.

And to raise the medical level of Ming Dynasty, it is necessary to train a sufficient number of doctors, so that those quack doctors who bluff with incense ashes have nowhere to go!
Chongzhen said again: "You ask Ma Mingjue to clear the Baoguo Duke's Mansion as the site of the medical school."

"The minister receives the edict." Fu Shan received the edict of Chongzhen, turned around and left the Guozijian excitedly.

At this moment, Fu Shan's body is really full of vigor, and he has the urge to look up to the sky and scream, the Qihuang technique of Huaxia land is about to usher in a complete change in Fu Shan's hands!
And he, Fu Shan, will surely go down in history because of this.

With meritorious deeds and good words, he is about to have both!

Three Immortals are not far away!

……

At the same time, in the county hall of Xinchang County.

Xu Yingwei was seeing off the students who were about to go to Nanjing to take the entrance examination for the Imperial College, and the teaching and instruction of the county school and the magistrate of Xinchang County were present to observe.

There are more than [-] Xinchang scholars who went to Nanjing to take the exam this time.

After all, Xinchang County is a small county with a total population of only a few hundred thousand.

"In this troubled world, it is the misfortune of my life, but it is also the great blessing of my life." Xu Yingwei glanced over the young faces, and said loudly, "The unfortunate thing is that we have to compare Scholars in the Taiping era endured more pain, even including life and death. Fortunately, this troubled time has given us more opportunities to make contributions. For example, I was the same as you two years ago, but now I have It's Prince Qin's son."

"And he was ordered to return home to recruit soldiers, and he will lead the army to fight for the country in the future."

"The current sage is a rare sage and benevolent monarch in ancient and modern times. As long as you have the ability and the supreme determination to serve the court and serve the sage, you will not worry about not getting the opportunity to show what you have learned all your life."

Speaking of this meal, Xu Yingwei said again: "Do you understand what I said?"

"Students understand!" More than fifty students bowed in unison, "Report to the emperor's court, and report to the common people of Li, fight for the clothes of the Han family, and fight for the Confucian ancestral temple!"

At this point, Xu Yingwei has almost said it.

The county magistrate of Xinchang led Xu Yingwei away immediately.

The county education decree finally told all the candidates: "Master Xu's implication is that today's saints are martial arts, so when you write Chengwen, you should also focus on expanding territories and forging ahead, remember?"

"Students, please remember." More than fifty students bowed again, "Thank you for your teaching, sir."

"Okay, let's go." The county school teacher said, "It's less than a month before the Imperial College exam at the end of the year, and it's time for us to go to Nanjing for a study tour in advance. After all, the emperor provided free board and lodging for the scholars who rushed to the exam, so we arrived After Nanjing, you don’t have to worry about having no place to live, and you won’t be hungry.”

Speaking of this, the county school teacher couldn't help but feel emotional.

Today's holy majesty is really benevolent, and he even provides free board and lodging to the scholars who are rushing to take the exam.

Throughout the ages, I have never seen such a good thing, this time it is really an eye-opener.