The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 293 Enrollment! Enrollment!
Zou and Song Qingyue got along for a few days and soon became friends. Once she shyly told Song Qingyue that her husband went home and went to bed at night, and asked her to call herself Master.

Song Qingyue rolled her eyes, it turns out that Doctor Jiang is not a serious person!

Mouth guy!
The husband and wife are family friends, and they grew up together as childhood sweethearts. They have been in a good relationship for many years. Recently, they seem to have found a new passion because of the title "Master". In love, Song Qingyue and Liu Shangyi, who is more than 40 years old and still unmarried, were stuffed with dog food.

Song Qingyue heard that Jiang Zizheng had a 13-year-old daughter, so she wanted to encourage Jiang Zizheng to send her own daughter to school.

But Mrs. Zou looked troubled and unwilling.

Song Qingyue found it very puzzling, but Mrs. Zou didn't tell her why.

Liu Shangyi then quietly told Song Qingyue when the husband and wife were away: "People don't like to see medical women these days. Now that President Jiang is favored by the prince, Miss Jiang's family can be regarded as the daughter of an official family. I want to come to the Zou family because I want to see her." I want my daughter to marry high."

"Why don't you wait to see the doctor girl?" Song Qingyue was shocked.

Liu Shangyi looked at the Concubine Shizi who was full of doubts, wondering if she really didn't understand or pretended not to understand.

But this imperial concubine seems to be different from the daughters of ordinary families. Liu Shangyi looked at her shoulder-length short hair and beautiful gem headband and thought, maybe this one is really different.She had no choice but to tell the truth: "It's not just that you don't want to see medical women, but you don't want to see all women who show their faces outside. Besides, in the eyes of those noble ladies, medical women are just like the female officials in our palace. They are female officials. But in fact, aren’t they all slaves?”

Speaking of this, Liu Shangyi thought of the suggestion of the concubine Shizi to let them call themselves ministers, and looked at Song Qingyue with a little more gratitude, "There are very few people who look up to us like you, concubine Shizi. "

The latter sentence is as indulgent as your Royal Highness and the prince, and it is rare for her not to dare to say it.

In fact, Liu Shangyi still finds it very inconceivable that His Royal Highness Shizi and King Su would agree to allow Shizi Concubine to personally participate in this matter.This imperial concubine is also strange, she speaks and acts freely without any rules, but she is also very likable.

How did she know that Li Zhao was almost trained by Song Qingyue to be a good dog now, even though he would still get sick occasionally, but he could no longer get tough in front of Song Qingyue.Now His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness, has nothing to do except reconciliation and separation. His Royal Highness King Su even treats Song Qingyue as a little fairy, and she can do whatever she wants.

A few more days passed, and Song Qingyue began to worry that Jiang Zizheng's method of recruiting would cause her to die before she was able to graduate from the Women's Hospital.

For this reason, she invited her old grandmother out of the mountain to sit in town.

Grandmother Chen is 65 years old, and she is well maintained. After wearing reading glasses, she can write and read without any problem.

Song Qingyue also asked His Royal Highness King Su to write a letter of special appointment for him, specifically appointing the Secretary of the Household Department, Song Qing's biological mother, Jiangling Chen, to be a professor of the College of Gynecology and Medicine, from the fifth grade—the position that King Su just asked the officials of the Ministry of Officials to set up.

He also gave Aunt Chen a set of phoenix coronets worn by his wife, the second rank, and allowed her to wear them.

Song Jianming was overjoyed!
It can be regarded as making up for the regret that he couldn't ask for an imperial order for his biological mother!
Chen herself is very indifferent. In fact, she doesn't really want to show her face. When she was young, she was deceived into being a concubine. She always felt very ashamed, and she always felt guilty towards her son.

She was the one who brought him into this world but was powerless to protect him. His son is such a smart and outstanding person, yet he has to suffer so many crimes for no reason because of his status as a concubine.

She doesn't like to be in the limelight, and she doesn't want to remind others of her son's miserable background. She really hopes that she can live in peace and seclusion elsewhere, and the old lady will be satisfied when she knows that her children and grandchildren are well.

But since her children and grandchildren still need her help, the old lady doesn't mind going out to help them.

As for the title of professor from the fifth grade, I don't care much.

With the consent of Mr. Chen, who is in his late [-]s, Song Qingyue also used the thick case collections that Mr. Chen had sorted out in the capital over the past few years as the treasure of the gynecological hospital!
When Jiang Zizheng saw the small camphorwood box containing the case collection, his eyes were straightened.

There are tens of thousands of cases, many records of difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and various prescriptions collected by the old doctor from traveling all over his life.

That's a big baby!
But Song Qingyue refused to show him.

"Concubine Shi, the lord even told us not to hide our secrets!" Jiang Zi was rubbing his hands and smiling flatteringly.

"Then you lower the admission standards. As long as you can read, you will be accepted." Song Qingyue immediately raised the conditions.

Jiang Zizheng immediately put down his face, a little unwilling.

When he entered the Tai Hospital by himself, there were many difficulties, and the adults of the Tai Hospital looked at him as dismissively as if he was looking at a cat or a dog.I have been around for so many years, and now I am also a fifth-rank court principal. Why should he lower his figure to recruit an apprentice?

The Tai Hospital next door will laugh at him!

Since recruiting female students, the standard should be higher!

He is also an imperial physician with unique skills and skills, and he didn't get this position just because of his relationship with the Crown Princess!It's just that the opportunity came and he seized it!

Seeing that he was still unwilling to let go, Song Qingyue slammed the small camphorwood box shut: "Then there is no discussion. This is my grandpa's treasure, why should I let you see it?"

Jiang Zizheng's face was wrinkled in frustration!
After two or three days of stalemate with Song Qingyue, Doctor Jiang finally couldn't hold back the desire to scratch his heart and liver for that box of books, and bowed his head to Song Qingyue to compromise.

"Okay, okay, as long as you are willing to come and learn, you can accept it if you can write!"

"That's about the same!" Song Qingyue was finally satisfied.

Just at this time, a timid girl walked in from the door, she was familiar!
Song Qingyue immediately stood up and went to greet her: "Zhaodi! You're here!"

Li Zhaodi would go to Baoding's wool factory to work every year during the slack season. She was one of the most serious children in Song Qingyue Zhuangzi's school. She was the fastest at reading and writing, and she was also good at knitting wool. Now she is the monitor of the factory.

She also felt very kind when she saw Song Qingyue, but Song Qingyue was now dressed in jewels, which made Li Zhaodi hesitate.

After all, she is the Crown Princess of the Palace. I heard that in a few months, this Miss Song will become the Crown Princess!

What kind of character is that, where can a lowly pariah like her get in touch with?
"Zhao Di, come and sit down!" Song Qingyue waved to her.

"Wan An, Empress Concubine!" Li Zhaodi still bowed cautiously, and said nervously and timidly: "My little girl heard from the factory manager that you recruit students here. If they learn well, the emperor may do it for female officials in the future. My little girl... my little girl is good or bad. I can recognize a few characters, but I don’t know the heights of the sky and the earth, so I dare to give it a try..."

At this moment, Imperial Physician Jiang was seriously looking up and down at this little girl who was dressed in old clothes but kept herself very clean.

Song Qingyue's eyes lit up when she heard what she said: "There is no such thing as ignorance! Come, come! Let me introduce you, this is the dean of our Women's Hospital. His surname is Jiang, and he is one of the top physicians in the imperial hospital." , I will be your master from now on, come and call me master!"

Jiang Zizheng listened to Song Qingyue introduce himself, saying that he was one of the best imperial physicians in the imperial hospital, and he was quite proud, but after the last sentence, she actually took the decision to accept the girl directly, and Jiang Zizheng immediately became stern and unhappy.

Song Qingyue gave him a sideways glance, and then secretly pointed at the box containing the medical books that Mr. Chen had devoted his whole life to. Doctor Jiang was immediately defeated, snorted unwillingly, and said seriously to Li Zhaodi: "Here we are!" Women's hospitals are not guaranteed to be awarded the seventh-rank medical officer! It's not easy to learn!"

Li Zhaodi trembled from being stared at by Jiang Zizheng, she lowered her head and hid behind Song Qingyue.

Song Qingyue smiled, took her slender and dexterous hands, and comforted her gently: "In a few days, I will hold a formal apprenticeship ceremony for you. Don't be afraid of him. If he doesn't teach you well, there will be my old grandmother! You Should have seen it?"

Seeing Aunt Chen, Li Zhaodi laughed immediately and called out in a low voice, "Hello, Grandma Chen!"

"Hey, good boy!" Aunt Chen nodded to the little girl with a smile on her reading glasses.

There are many children in the wool factory, so it is inevitable that some people will accidentally catch a cold, catch a cold, or eat something unclean, and develop rashes on their bodies, and occasionally worms in their stomachs.

Aunt Chen is also idle when she is idle. From time to time, she goes to the factory to see a doctor for the children who are working.

But there were so many children that she couldn't remember who was who.

"Grandmother, this child is the monitor of the third class, from Lijia Village, and his name is Zhaodi!" Song Qingyue reminded in a low voice.

Old Aunt Chen nodded and said: "It turns out that you are the class monitor, so you are a good boy! Don't be afraid, kid, just study hard when you come, and don't worry about the rest."

Speaking of this, Song Qingyue began to proudly introduce the welfare system of the Women's Hospital.

She took out an admission brochure written in simplified Chinese characters, and explained to Li Zhaodi: "When you come to the School of Gynecology and Medicine as a student, you can eat in the cafeteria of our hospital. If you live in a student dormitory, it's all free. You don't have to worry about that." .Secondly, we also provide a living allowance of one tael of silver every month. If you have good grades, you can apply for a scholarship from the second year, up to 200 taels of silver."

200 two!
Hearing this number, Li Zhaodi's eyes widened!
She has never seen so much money in her life!

For nothing else, she will fight for 200 taels of silver!
Song Qingyue knew that she had misunderstood when she saw the expression in her eyes, and said softly, "It is up to 200 taels, not necessarily 200 taels. 20 taels is also possible."

At this time, she took out a form and showed it to Zhaodi: "For those enrolled in the same period, there will be an assessment a year later. No. 1 is 200 taels, No. 2 is 100 taels, No. 3 is 80 taels, and the fourth is 50 taels. Five is 5 taels, No.10 to No.20 is 11 taels, and No.20 to No.[-] is ten taels."

Li Zhaodi looked at the form, fixed her eyes on the two or three characters of No.1's 200, and asked, "Shi Zifei, how many classmates do we have in the same period?"

Song Qingyue: ... O_O;
The excited expression on her face suddenly disappeared, she looked away and said guiltyly: "Um, we estimate that there will be 50 people."

"Then I have to work hard!" The innocent Zhaodi ignited her fighting spirit!She looked at Song Qingyue with piercing eyes: "Imperial Concubine, Zhao Di is yours, and she will definitely live up to your expectations, and will definitely not embarrass you!"

Song Qingyue nodded her head wholeheartedly, she was wondering if she could recruit fifty people!
If she can't recruit even twenty, she will be embarrassed!The money for the scholarship was not given by His Royal Highness King Su to run the school, but was determined by her own money.

In an instant, she suddenly thought of Mrs. Zou again!

Is Mrs. Zou considered a student?

Can we not count the same period as Zhaodi?
And Nanny Zhang and Nanny Tong.

After a while, the two of them will also come to systematically learn medical knowledge and acupuncture techniques.

Are these two considered students?
For a moment Song Qingyue was caught in a tangle.

It's no wonder that when she took the plan in her hand and asked His Highness Su Wang for another scholarship fund, Su Wang shook his head and didn't agree, just looked at her and said with a smile: "The scholarship is not provided by the imperial court, but if the eldest daughter-in-law has the heart, you can Support it out of your own pocket, it is your proposal after all."

I was waiting to see my own joke!

No advance warning.

Why does King Su love to play pranks so much?
Does Li Zhao know that his father is so good at deceiving people?
But Song Qingyue couldn't figure it out, this is a chance to be an official!

How come no one wants to come?
~
In the Hall of Qinzheng, King Su heard that Song Qingyue's house was empty, and the little girl had a sad face all day long, laughing gloatingly.

Eunuch Wang wiped the sweat from his brow. His highness is no one anymore. He was a naughty kid since he was a child. Now he is in his forties, and he still loves to see people joke.

"Your Highness, do you want to..."

"No need, let's see if that girl can figure out a way on her own. It's not like this king has nothing to do! Enrollment requires me to think of a way for her, don't do it as soon as possible!"

King Su stretched his waist, motioning for Wang Luen to come over and rub his waist.

Wang Luen hurriedly squatted down to help King Su massage.

Li Zhao's writing is almost complete. The content covers linear equations in two variables to multivariate multiple equations, then the establishment of functions and mathematical models, followed by number axes, coordinates, and linear programming, and finally the practical application of linear programming.

He showed it to his father last night, King Su was so excited to read it, he started reviewing the manuscript himself, scrutinizing every sentence, just such a not-so-thick book, and read it back and forth three or four times.

After the last repair, it was dawn.

No, I can't stay up all night when I'm old, and today my old waist is sore and painful, and I don't have energy!
I can't even approve the papers.

King Su sighed: "It's not good for people when they are old. This waist is easy to hurt after sitting for a long time!"

"My lord, don't stay up all night again next time!" Wang Luen said, "Do you want to find an imperial doctor?"

King Su nodded, and said with a serious face: "It's okay not to look at it, quietly, don't let others know!"

How can a man lose his waist?

It must not be known!

Thinking back about Song Jianming's waist flashing back then, King Su had laughed at him for many years!
Now if Song Jianming knows that he went to see his waist, wouldn't he be laughed at by Nass? !
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