Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

"Yeah, the bleeding has really stopped."

As Han Shui put away the needle and thread, Fusu took a closer look and exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, this method does work." Han Shui nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the new needlework he had learned recently.

"But this small wound doesn't tell us much. We need to test it with a more serious wound."

Han Shui is serious and strict when it comes to medicine.

Ever since the Marquis mentioned this suturing technique, he has been very interested in it, and now he has finally made some progress.

"That's easy. We can experiment on animals in our yard at will, and we can make the wounds bigger." Zhang Yuanqing also agreed with Han Shui's point of view. After spending these days together, Zhang Yuanqing was very optimistic about Han Shui. He was a surgical genius.

"A-Da is going to buy a few dolphins for Dr. Han Shui to conduct experiments."

"promise."

"Thank you, Lord Marquis."

Han Shui was also satisfied. He stroked his short beard and thought about bringing a few apprentices over tomorrow. His junior fellow apprentice was too useless.

The despised student: I am a better doctor than you.

"My Lord, starting tomorrow, I will bring a few disciples to study together."

Zhang Yuanqing sat up straight, and Doctor Han Shui came up and said, "Doctors, just bring more. Once everyone has learned how to use it, we will go to the battlefield to treat the wounded."

"Doctor Han Shui, rest assured. The king values ​​doctors very much. When the Daqin Academy is completed next year, he will invite doctors to serve as teachers in the medical department of the academy to teach more students who are willing to study medicine."

Han Shui and Lu Sheng twitched their lips and looked at Zhang Yuanqing: "Can our medical family really accept disciples in the academy?"

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the two and nodded affirmatively. "Of course, not only you doctors can do this. The Mohists and the Agriculturalists will also offer a subject in the academy to teach students." He then calmly observed their expressions and, after a moment's deliberation, spoke. "The king is currently printing books for students. Would you be willing to print the medical books as well? Then, each of your students would have a copy, making it easier for them to learn."

"This," the two people who had just been immersed in the beautiful dream of having students all over the world hesitated.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't care either. "You can think about it and tell me after you go back and discuss it."

"However, if you want to recruit more disciples, it would be better to print the medical books. This will not only make it easier for you to teach, but also allow medical skills to be widely spread."

"You should know that most people who are willing to learn medicine are not from scholar families. Instead, common people are more willing to learn medicine from you. However, most common people are poor and have no financial support, so they have no choice but to give up. This is why there are so few children of your medical families."

"Now is an opportunity. The Great Qin Academy, founded by the King, accepts students regardless of their background. Moreover, the first batch of students only needs to pay a small amount of teaching materials, which most people can afford. By then, your medical school will naturally have many students applying. If you don't allow the Great Qin Academy to print books for them, not only will it be inconvenient for you to teach, but the students will also have no books to read. This will undoubtedly be detrimental to the inheritance of medical skills."

"There are so many people in the world, but there are only a few doctors among ten thousand. This is why people are sick but have no doctors. If doctors can take this opportunity to train batches of doctors, and spread them to various places in the future, so that people can see doctors when they are sick and have urgent needs treated, that will be the greatest achievement of your medical profession."

"Please think about this carefully."

After saying that, Zhang Yuanqing took Fusu back to his study.

Lu Sheng and Han Shui were speechless for a long time.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't care what they discussed after returning. What he had to do now was to persuade the Mohist and Nong family to hand over their treasured classics to be printed and circulated.

The Mohists and the Nong family agreed without much hesitation.

There is no other reason, it is just that Zhang Yuanqing holds an extraordinary position in their hearts.

Zhang Yuanqing copied the chapter on manufacturing in "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature" and gave it to the Mohist school, which is still regarded as a treasure by the Mohist school. Zhang Yuanqing copied the chapter on Naili in "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature" and gave it to the Nong family, who are still studying with Xu Xing and his family. Therefore, when they learned that they could teach at the Daqin Academy and recruit disciples, the two families contributed their collections of classics without hesitation.

Although it was late autumn and the weather was cold, the enthusiasm of the people was not affected by the weather at all.

The scholars who were copying the classics for the first time were so busy that their wrists were almost broken, and there were still carts of classics waiting for them.

The craftsmen in the printing factory are so busy that they even use their time for eating.

Paper mills are working day and night. There is no other way. Printing books requires a huge amount of paper, and they have to sell it. They simply cannot produce all the paper.

Ying Zheng personally gave orders at the ironworks to make 20,000 swords and send them to the front line, as well as three sets of cavalry, as the cavalry could not do without them.

At one time, there were not enough laborers in Xianyang, and women were hired for some jobs that could be done by women, which really made rational use of every manpower.

Zhangtai Palace

"Has there been any news from General Meng Ao?"

Since General Meng Ao and his men set out, Ying Zheng spent his time looking at the map, apart from handling daily government affairs.

"not yet."

Every time this happened, Shi Yi would answer carefully. Now the king was so powerful that it was really frightening.

"What has Fusu been doing these days?"

"Your Majesty, Master Fusu has been following the Marquis these days. He even stayed at the Marquis's residence the other day because it was getting late."

"Oh? Is Zhang Qing planning to accept Fusu as his disciple?"

Ying Zheng's serious face became softer, and it was obvious that he was willing to hand Fusu over to Zhang Yuanqing for teaching.

"I haven't heard Master Fusu mention this, but he said he's studying suturing with the Marquis and carries a notebook with him every day to record the process."

"Suture?" Ying Zheng was a little confused. What new invention did Zhang Qing have?

"I don't know what this is."

How could a servant like him know all this? It was only because Fusu was the king's first son and the king valued him that he paid more attention to him.

"Today Fusu comes back and asks him to come to me."

"promise."

"Where's Jianglu? What's he doing lately?"

There were not many government affairs today, and Ying Zheng rarely thought of his sons, which made Shi Yi ask this question.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I don't know what Master Jianglu is doing. I think he's learning to read with the doctor."

Shi Yi knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head, for fear that Ying Zheng would blame him.

At this moment, he deeply felt the difficulties Zhao Gao had faced in the past.

Ying Zheng glanced at Shi Yi and said calmly, "Get up and follow me to see what my sons are doing."

"promise."

Shi Yi got up from the ground and followed Ying Zheng carefully. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead in the cold weather.

Ying Zheng wore a black casual suit, and even in the palace he had a sword hanging around his waist. His cold and hard features showed his majesty, and wherever he went, the servants knelt down and kowtowed to him.