Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

The imperial examinations of the Tang Dynasty often left the impression of being in the ascendant, but Wu Yichuan discovered that although the imperial examinations of this era were not complete, they were unexpectedly full of flowers. There were many types of subjects, except for the classic Jinshi and Mingjing, medicine, papermaking, woodblock printing, tile firing and porcelain making... you can think of, there are corresponding disciplines.

It’s just that compared with the frenzy of fame and self-defense in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, these side paths leading to official careers have not been widened by the footsteps of candidates, and they are still in a tasteless stage where it is a pity to discard them.

Besides, this road is not so easy to walk. Take internal medicine, the most popular medical department, at least seven years of study before you are eligible to enter the gate of Taichang Temple and become a registered Tang doctor. To the medical officer.

And this complete seven-year school system is by no means much simpler than other step-by-step upgrade courses. The long school career is constantly interspersed with numerous exams, ten-day exams, year-end exams, graduation exams, written exams, oral exams, and practical operations. , there will always be a test that defeats you.

Therefore, many people have lost their hair in government schools, and have never seen the gate of Taichang Temple.

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The night before entering the official school, Zhang Qiren came to Wu Yi's house and handed him a letter from Yuan Zhou's family.

This family is not the Wu family that he has already drawn a clear relationship with, but the county prince's mansion where he once ate, lived and lived under the same roof.

Wu Yi took the letter, and there were only three thin sheets of paper in it. The first one was a letter written by Li Sujie, with a few strokes, talking about the scenery of plum blossoms and apricot blossoms in Yuanzhou City. Every layer of pen and ink can smell the quiet flowers outside Yuanzhou City.

Turn it over, and there is a "Pass" in the middle.

The so-called pass, which is the most common type in the public examination, is used to prove the innocence of the "West Drifters".

The official seal of the Yuanzhou government and the signatures of five fellow villagers have been affixed to this letter.With this document, he is not counted as a smuggled population without an ID card. As long as he completes the extension procedure of the public inspection within one month, he can live in Chang'an legitimately.

Wu Yi's heart skipped a beat, his knuckles trembled like floating ice, and after a while, he carefully put the document into his sleeve, as if picking up a bill worth a thousand dollars.

Zhang Qiren was still taking time out of his busy schedule to personally deliver the letter to him, apparently he had other things to explain, he didn't have time to say thank you to Li Sujie from the bottom of his heart, so he hurriedly looked down, and as soon as his eyes fell, he couldn't help but arouse mouth.

There were a few ink marks on the white paper, Wu Yi looked horizontally and vertically, and after a long time, he realized that it looked like the Big Dipper.

This painting, which is quite the essence of abstraction, is clearly written by Li Jing.

I don't know why the child made a fuss, so he asked Li Sujie to add this unclear painting to the end of the letter.

Thinking of Li Jing's unrelenting appearance rolling on the ground, Wu Yi couldn't laugh or cry. Yuanzhou's spring seemed to be carried into the catkins all over Chang'an with this letter from his family that came thousands of miles away.

Solemnly putting away this affectionate family letter, Wu Yicai stood sideways respectfully, looking at his teacher.

Seeing that he was listening attentively, Zhang Qiren smiled slowly, omitting all the greetings he had prepared.

"Wu Xu arrived in Chang'an yesterday, and I have visited the old man." He lowered his eyes and looked at Wu Yi kindly, "He and you were brothers before, but now they are in the same class. It shouldn't be too much in terms of love and reason. Alienation. The old man also heard some things from the county prince about the past, don't worry, under the emperor's feet, he doesn't dare to mess around anymore. "

On the surface, these words were comforting and consoling, and they also meant to remind him to be more forbearing. Wu Yi's heart was like a mirror, and he must have mentioned this to him more than one person.

Dr. Zhang intends to mediate, but he can only push the boat along: "The teacher taught me well."

Love Inn.

"Forbearance, forbearance, forbearance, how long am I going to endure!" Wu Xu slapped the table in shock, waking the sleepy Wu Jiu out of his dream, "This old and disrespectful Zhang is clearly partial to Wu Yi. , What is the meaning of brotherhood, clearly I am the son of the concubine, he is the son of the concubine, I am respected, he is humble, this is morality!"

Wu Jiu was so frightened that his back trembled, and he hurriedly looked around the door, only to feel relieved when he saw no one passing by.

"Young master, the master has personally explained that Chang'an is no better than Yuanzhou, and we have to be careful in everything." He stroked his heart with lingering fear, "I heard that Mr. Sun Qili and Sun have the worst eyes. , wouldn't it be for nothing to take advantage of that kid Wu Yi."

Wu Xu snorted coldly, showing great disdain: "Didn't I bear him enough when I was in Yuanzhou? The little turtle has no respect for his elders by nature, and it is my duty as a brother to teach him a lesson. Did you fall into the shoes of others?"

He insisted on making excuses, so Wu Jiu had no choice but to say yes, turned his back, and complained a few words in his heart, he was just a low-class person who followed the rules, how could he dare to touch the young master's face.

Wu Xu looked at this shrinking old servant with cold eyes, he didn't seem to be a person who made an idea, he thought about it in his heart, and thought of someone.

"When I was leaving, my mother mentioned that Xu Ziwen, the second son of the Yongzhou prefect's family, was also selected as this group of students. I played with him for a few years when I was young, and the letters never stopped. It's just that this trip was in a hurry. Haven't met..."

He paused, and told Wu Jiu: "Go get a pen and paper, I have a letter to write."

"Young master means..."

"Zhang Qiren wants to protect Wu Yi, don't allow me, the elder brother, to do anything, and don't allow other apprentices to teach the juniors who don't know how to be polite?" Wu Xu sneered, and he had already planned a plan in his heart, "I will bear him for a few days and watch him How long will it last!"

In the early morning of the next day, the gate of Chang'an Official School was crowded with excitement. The local students were all elites selected from a hundred miles away, and none of them had the word mediocrity written on their faces. Quietly come up with a long and short order.

Wu Xu saw Wu Yi standing beside the crowd at a glance. He was considered to have an outstanding temperament among all sentient beings, so people had to take a second look.

He snorted coldly in his heart, pressed his anger for the time being, strode around Wu Yi, and walked straight to the pair of gifted scholars who were chatting and laughing.

"Brother Xu!" He patted the taller one affectionately on the shoulder.

Xu Ziwen was talking about getting up, when he interrupted him, he didn't get angry, instead he enthusiastically pulled up Wu Xu's sleeve and introduced it to the young man next to him.

"I forgot to introduce you. This one is the direct son of the governor of Yuanzhou, Wu Xu."

Wu Xu and the young man nodded and smiled, as if they knew each other.

Three young people from different places got together, and there was a lot to talk about. The three chatted and talked, and then they secretly looked at the lonely Wu Yi.

"Is this the ignorant bastard you mentioned?" The young man beside Xu Ziwen glanced over Wu Xu's shoulder, but he didn't think that the one was as rebellious as Wu Xu said.

"Don't look at his clean appearance, he has done a lot of messy things!" Wu Xu added details and confused everything about Yuanzhou.

In the end, he beat his chest with grief: "If my mother hadn't been too soft-hearted, I wouldn't have been bullied by him to this extent. Brother Yan, don't be fooled by him too!"

The one he called "Brother Yan" was Yan Ming, the second son of Lord Yan of the Household Department. He and Xu Ziwen were old friends in the same year, so they came here specially to meet each other.

After listening to Wu Xu's "encounter", Second Young Master Yan was already infuriated. He wished he could take off his robe and punch him to teach this ambitious little bastard a lesson.

Wu Xu hurriedly pressed his hand: "Brother Yan, don't worry, he is used to pretending to be cute, so I teach him a lesson now, I'm afraid he will go to Dr. Sun to have a few words in the blink of an eye."

When Yan Ming heard the word "Dr. Sun", he was like a monkey that had been immobilized, and immediately froze in place, without that publicity.

Xu Ziwen, on the other hand, took his time and waved his folding fan, suppressing the smile on his lips.

Several people were discussing countermeasures quietly, when they heard the students who had been bustling with each other suddenly quiet down, Wu Xu hurriedly took a look inside, and saw a short old man slowly walking out of the door supported by others.

"This is Dr. Sun?" He couldn't believe his eyes.

Su Wen heard that Sun Qili acted eccentrically and treated people harshly, so he never expected that he was such an old man who was about to rot into the ground. He only took a few steps outside, as if he had traveled thousands of miles, he had to stop. Take a few heaving breaths.

Not only Wu Xu and Xu Ziwen, but all the people in the room clicked their tongues in amazement, but no one dared to speak out in amazement, they only dared to stand upright, and secretly raised their eyes to take a look at this prestigious imperial physician.

Sun Qili stood still for a moment, before he said leisurely: "You are all talents selected by doctors from all over the world, and you must have outstanding qualities, so you can win the favor of doctors."

At the bottom is the sentence "Dr.'s honor".

Sun Qili said something casually, and changed the subject immediately: "Since this is the case, you must be familiar with the Four Classics. It just so happens that I don't know how talented you are. Today, you all came to take the exam one by one from young to young."

The Four Classics in his mouth are not the "Four Books and Five Classics" in Confucianism, but the four medical classics, "Huangdi Neijing", "Nanjing", "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases", and "Shen Nong's Materia Medica".

Although there are only four books in the content, the "Huangdi Neijing" alone has 10,000+ words, and most of these ancient books are difficult to understand, so it is not easy to memorize.

As soon as these words came out, all sentient beings froze in place like eggplants beaten by frost.

The author has something to say:

The imperial examinations in the Tang Dynasty are actually quite interesting. The author feels that it is actually a word, orderly in chaos.

The main reason for talking about chaos is that in the name of the imperial examination, in essence, elements of the probation system are often interspersed, that is, various backdoors are opened in the formal selection process.

For example, if you want to recruit local students who study medicine to go to the central university in Chang'an, according to the system, you have to go through the "tribute examination" selection, but as long as there are old professors (doctors) or high-ranking officials Amway, such and such students are really outstanding, then you can also directly recruit them. Someone slipped in.

In the final analysis, it was because the enthusiasm was not high and the competition was not so fierce. Some emperors even lamented that there were no people studying medicine in the local area. They should quickly select people to come to the central government to study and promote education.

In short, with more positions, the back door can be opened widely. In fact, it is also because the system does not match the national conditions.

The content of the imperial examinations in the Tang Dynasty was also complicated and varied. As we all know, in the imperial examinations of the Ming Dynasty, only the Jinshi section was valued, and the others were directly labeled as "all subjects". The popularity is simply worlds apart.The Tang Dynasty was different. In the early stage, no matter whether you were studying literature, martial arts, or medicine, none of them were particularly popular.It was not until the beginning of Wuwu that the imperial examinations were gradually paid more attention to by the masses.

Speaking of the preface, it is because the imperial examination system was gradually formed in the Tang Dynasty after all, and a real education system was gradually removed from the chaos.

It's just that when it gradually perfected and became popular, it was already a matter of the late Tang Dynasty. In the turbulent era, the status of martial arts was not much worse than that of liberal arts, and there was no single family of Jinshi. big situation.Of course, no matter which era you are in, if you want to rank No. 1 in the imperial examinations, you must be in the Jinshi department, but the Jinshi department in the Tang Dynasty and the Ming and Qing Dynasties cannot be the same.

The protagonist, as a medical student, basically learned a very unpopular profession. Of course, there is a way to go if the unpopularity is unpopular. After all, studying medicine is a golden job, but the risk factor is a bit high. If you don’t move, you will lose your head and be buried with you. ╮(╯▽ ╰)╭As for the education system of medical monks in the Tang Dynasty, let’s wait for the author to drool slowly.

Looking back, the author can make up a small composition if he has nonsense to say, and the writing is rambling, everyone just read it OTZ