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

Chapter 299 The Hope of the Village

With the strong support of His Majesty the Emperor, the enrollment work of the Women's Hospital has become extremely busy!
All the first- and second-class maids in Wufangzhai came to help Song Qingyue recruit students!
When it came to August [-]th, there were even girls from areas other than Zhili who came to apply for the exam.

There was a girl who was brought here by a horse-drawn carriage hired by their county magistrate out of his own pocket.

It is said that he was also betrothed to a certain son of the county magistrate.

A woman who followed the girl opened her mouth and asked if she must get married in order to give the girl's husband a place in the Imperial College.

Song Qingyue immediately wanted to roll her eyes, she has seen chicken thieves, but she has never seen chicken thieves so annoying!

She looked at the little girl, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, her face full of ignorance and fear, Song Qingyue ignored the old woman, pulled the little girl to sit beside her, and asked Mian Mian to bring sweet fruit tea to the little girl .

"What's your name?" Song Qingyue's tone was extremely gentle. After drinking the sweet fruit tea, the little girl did not feel a little panicked. She smiled a little embarrassedly, lowered her head and said, "My little girl's surname is Yu, and her name is Yong Yong." plum."

"Yongmei? The name sounds nice! Does anyone in the family work as a doctor?"

The little girl nodded shyly: "My family runs a medical clinic in the town."

At this time, the woman who led her here suddenly interjected: "Our Yongmei's grandfather, father, and her two uncles are all doctors! In the four nearby towns, they are the only ones who run medical clinics!"

The woman had a flattering smile on her face, but Song Qingyue didn't think she was pleasing at all, she rolled her eyes and covered her nose, the smell of powder on the woman's body suddenly made her a little nauseous!
Mian Mian immediately stood up and said to the woman, "You go out and wait first, after you have asked about it, if you are not admitted, we will tell you of course."

The woman immediately became upset, put on a face, pointed at Song Qingyue and scolded: "I said, what's the matter with you little lady?"Do you know who I am? "

Song Qingyue clicked her tongue. In order to avoid the psychological pressure on the girls who came over, she specially found a gray ramie dress to wear, and wrapped an off-white scarf around her head.

But this woman is too blind to see, right?

Mian Mian had great strength and dragged the mother-in-law out without any nonsense.

When I got outside, I saw the old lady still not stopping, and said: "Do you know who that person is? You dare to point at that person's nose and shout? I'm afraid the neck is too thick for the big knife at Caishikou!"

Mian Mian now looks like a completely different person from when he first arrived at Wufangzhai, so pompous that the mother-in-law shrinks her neck subconsciously, staring suspiciously at Mian Mian's ugly face with birthmarks, hesitating in her heart.

The little lady with the off-white turban wrapped around her head just now was indeed too beautiful.

But for a real nobleman, can she use a maid with a birthmark by her side?
Mian Mian ignored the woman's malicious gaze. She was used to such gaze, and it didn't matter anymore. She gave the woman a hard look, and said fiercely, "Wait here honestly! Otherwise, I will lead you now." Where did the little girl you brought come from and go back to where!"

"I..." The mother-in-law was so scolded that she didn't dare to reply.

Now they are begging others to do things, the little lady who was a little too beautiful just now, maybe she really has a lot of background.I heard that this college of gynecology and medicine was proposed by the eldest concubine, so maybe the little lady just now is the dowry girl of the eldest concubine?

The mother-in-law's eyes rolled around, but she never thought that the eldest princess would personally do such a thing.

In the room, Yu Yongmei was already happily chatting with Song Qingyue while eating dessert with canned lychee meat.

"Actually, our medical clinic is very small, and we don't have many medicines. Most of the time, it is my grandfather who prescribes prescriptions, and my father or two uncles go to the pharmacy in the county to buy them."

"How many people go to your home to see a doctor?"

Yu Yongmei nodded: "There are four nearby towns and several villages. We have a medical clinic. Sometimes when my father and uncles are too busy, my brother will go to the county to buy medicine for them."

"What about you? Do you know medicine?"

Yu Yongmei laughed, and said proudly: "I know all the common medicines! On weekdays, I have to help my grandfather and father process all kinds of medicinal materials, and I can also make Shuifan pills! I've done a good job!"

"Have you ever studied medical books?
Yu Yongmei thought for a while, and asked hesitantly: "If you haven't learned much, will you not accept me?"

"You know how to make Shui Fan Pills, so I will accept you. Don't worry. Didn't you learn any medical books?" Song Qingyue asked.

Yu Yongmei was relieved, laughed again, and said, "Actually, I have learned a little bit. When my grandfather taught my brother and brother, I secretly listened to some."

Song Qingyue nodded, lowered her head and wrote a note on the admissions form, and then asked Xiao Zao and Yu Yongmei to lead her to another small room.

There were already seven or eight girls sitting in that room, and Yu Yongmei was a little at a loss.

Xiao Zao'er brought tea and snacks, and asked her to be calm: "After a while, Dean Jiang will come over and have a chat with you, and then you can be regarded as being officially admitted."

"Dean Jiang?" Yu Yongmei's hand immediately clenched the hem of her clothes.

Xiao Zao whispered: "Don't be nervous, Dean Jiang is a very good person."

In fact, as long as Song Qingyue passed there, Jiang Zi was unlikely to refute her decision.

Song Qingyue had talked with Jiang Zizheng about this.

For example, a few days ago there was a girl named Cai Ya who came from the Zhili area.

Cai Ya can only read some characters, and her education level is not as good as that of Li Zhaodi.Her adoptive father is a Taoist priest, probably knows some medical knowledge, and in their place, he does some work of dancing to the gods and curing diseases.

According to Jiang Zizheng's standards, this child would not be able to enter the medical school with his qualifications.

But Song Qingyue thought about something more than Jiang Zizheng - her purpose of running the school was to benefit women all over the world, not just the noble ladies in Beijing.

That Cai Ya, even the travel expenses were collected by the village head of her village by calling the villagers to help.

Those folks, especially the village head, don’t necessarily want to train a doctor for the village, maybe they want to get a place for the village to study in Beijing, or maybe they want a memorial archway with the emperor’s own pen, no matter what they want. What kind of thinking is it, but it is an indisputable fact that there is no serious doctor who can see a doctor in the nearby village.

So Song Qingyue made the decision to accept Cai Ya, and let her go back to her hometown to build a medical center in the future, or train her own students in her hometown, all of which are excellent things.

As for those who want to take advantage of the preferential policies of the Women's Hospital, they can only turn a blind eye to it temporarily.

Jiang Zi was listening to Song Qingyue's reason for accepting Cai Ya, stood up and gave her a bow, and said solemnly: "The eldest prince and concubine has a high righteousness in her heart, and this official admires her! It's because this official is shallow."

Song Qingyue smiled and waved her hands: "Okay, how long have we known each other, as if you knew what I was like the first day."

Jiang Zizheng touched his nose guiltily. He really only realized today why the First Prince Concubine is so popular with His Majesty and His Highness the First Prince.

This woman's mind is rare even for ordinary scholars.

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Later, after Jiang Zizheng met those girls and said that there was no problem, Song Qingyue sorted out the final list, and later entered the palace with Liu Shangyi, and had to hand over the list to the emperor in person.

Then the emperor had to help write the plaque and put his seal on it, and then he had to arrange for people to build the archway, and also arranged for their relatives, fiancés, and even the village head's son to study in the academy.

The emperor complained to Li Zhao while writing the plaque: "Tell me, now I'm being ordered by your daughter-in-law."

Song Qingyue and Liu Shangyi were still standing on the sidelines.

Liu Shangyi's back was sweating when she heard this, but Song Qingyue was very thick-skinned, she stood aside and said coquettishly: "Isn't it true that your handwriting is so good that no one can compare to you, Father Azhao?" Father, you have official script in your hand!"

The emperor was so coaxed into laughing, he pointed at Song Qingyue with a brush and said, "You girl, you are getting better at talking! When will you ask your father to learn more from you?"

Song Qingyue said: "If the emperor is surrounded by sycophants, there will be problems! There are not many courtiers like my father who are willing to tell the truth."

She walked over to pick up Li Zhao's stamped words, then turned around and put it on the sandalwood shelf to dry.

The emperor laughed again, looked at Li Zhao and said, "Your daughter-in-law is getting more and more talkative."

Li Zhao sighed: "She is just as well-behaved and can talk like this in front of the father."

Li Zhao looked like he was being bullied at home, which once again made the emperor laugh out loud.

Liu Shangyi watched from the side, only feeling that such a warm and relaxed family atmosphere was really rare in this fortified imperial palace and its heavy palace walls.

The eldest prince's completely relaxed state in front of His Majesty the Emperor, the emperor's attitude towards his son as a father and friend, and his love for his daughter-in-law as he treats his own youngest daughter, all of them felt unreal to Liu Shangyi.

Liu Shangyi is the highest-ranking female official in the palace.

In the palace for more than 30 years, she was lonely, conceited, and indifferent.

In this high palace wall, there is no place for a fleshy heart.

But just at that moment, her heart that had not seen the sun for a long time seemed to be illuminated by a thin beam of sunlight.

The enrollment of the medical school this year has just ended today.

Including Jiang Zizheng's wife Shao and Zou, who can basically be directly awarded an official, a total of 120 students were accepted.

There are only two masters in the medical school, Jiang Zizheng and Aunt Chen, and Zou and Shao can barely serve as teaching assistants.The recruited students have good foundations and some have bad foundations. Zou, who has the best foundation, is fully capable of seeing a doctor independently, and those with poor foundation, such as Cai Ya, can't read many characters.

It's already a headache enough, no matter how many students there are, it's really impossible to teach.

Song Qingyue made a detailed student file for each student, and Jiang Zi was worrying about flipping through a thick stack of student files!

How to teach this?

Song Qingyue thought of a way for Jiang Zizheng: "Divide into grades and classes. Just like Zhaoyue Primary School."

"How to divide into grades and classes?" Jiang Zizheng asked curiously.

Song Qingyue had already done her homework at home, and immediately took out a form from the notebook she carried with her.

"Let me just use an analogy. How to do it is up to Mr. Jiang to decide." Song Qingyue was polite first.

Jiang Zizheng cupped his hands at her: "Please, Grand Concubine, don't say such kind words to me again!"

Jiang Zizheng could tell that the eldest concubine looked soft, but she was actually not easy to talk to at all!

As long as it doesn't meet her wishes, in the end, most of the time, it will be rectified according to her wishes until she is satisfied.

The set of rules and regulations that Jiang Zizheng learned in the imperial hospital in the past is completely unworkable here because the purpose of the two institutions is different-the imperial hospital is essentially established to serve the royal family, and this gynecological hospital, It seems that it was not built for the royal family and the dignitaries in Beijing and China.

Song Qingyue's form still uses simplified characters, written horizontally from left to right.

Jiang Zizheng got used to it after watching it for a long time.

Song Qingyue pointed to the form and explained: "This is how I imagined it. Our medical school is divided into nine grades, the elementary class, the first grade, the second grade... all the way to the eighth grade. What to learn in each grade is up to Mr. Jiang. For example, Cai Ya, who can’t even read all the characters, we will temporarily arrange for her to recognize all the characters, and then learn the basic enlightenment courses. People like Li Zhaodi can memorize the "San Zi Jing" and have studied " Those who have no knowledge of medicine can be placed in the first grade; those who have learned the basic theory of the five elements and some herbs like Yu Yongmei can be placed in the second grade; like adults Those like Mrs. Zou who have already learned a lot of theory, but lack practical opportunities, can be placed in the seventh grade; those who only need to study for a period of time, like Mrs. Zou, can be placed in the eighth grade. In the future, our ranking in the exam will be the same Ranking by grade, including scholarships, will also be distributed according to the ranking of each grade. What do you think, Master Jiang?"

Jiang Zizheng looked at the blank form and thought for a while, then said uncertainly: "Okay, I will give it a try. I will fill out the form when I go back tonight, and hand it over to the palace tomorrow for you to have a look."

Song Qingyue nodded: "It's okay, we just started, even if it doesn't work, we can change it in the future. I will ask the girl in my house to teach the elementary class, so Master Jiang doesn't have to worry about it. The other thing is the academic affairs management in the college. Liu Shangyi will be in charge, such as all expenses, student accommodation, canteens, classrooms, Liu Shangyi will take care of it. You just need to be responsible for teaching students and seeing doctors in the classroom."

Jiang Zizheng nodded solemnly, looking like Alexander.

His job is not only to teach students, but also to go to the gynecological hospital for consultation, and this gynecological hospital is open to everyone.

At present, the timetable given by Song Qingyue starts at the beginning of the morning and ends at the end of the afternoon.

I had a quick lunch at noon, and I had to teach in the afternoon until the evening.This work intensity is not much easier than that of doctors in modern tertiary hospitals.

There are too few people. If someone needs to come to the emergency department, Song Qingyue doesn't know whether to let him go.

Aunt Chen is so old, she can't give her too much work.

So, we need to invite more teachers to come.

His Majesty the Emperor should have sent his father-in-law to deliver an order for Meng Wanfeng to report to the gynecology hospital a few days ago, right?
It's been five days and I haven't seen her come.

Song Qingyue sighed, she seemed unwilling to come.

The next day, Song Qingyue entered the palace again and went to the place where Meng Wanfeng was under house arrest to persuade her to leave the mountain.

Meng Wanfeng looked at Song Qingyue and thought she was quite funny, and said: "Why, now His Majesty the Emperor imprisoned my husband, but still wants me to teach others my unique skills to live and live, Grand Princess, don't you think you are going too far?" Is it?"

Song Qingyue coughed twice in embarrassment, cleared her throat and said, "You can understand that, but I didn't think about it at all. How difficult it is for us women to have children and see a doctor, Miss Meng, you have more experience than me. I do it for People, I beg you to do this for all women like you and me."

Meng Wanfeng was silent, she lowered her head and refused to talk to Song Qingyue.

Song Qingyue sighed and said: "You have resentment towards me, I can understand. But you must have heard about what I did when Li Zhao was not around. I can't put my heart aside for you to see, but I spent so much time persuading the emperor to let you do things, most of them are for the people of Dazhou, not for selfishness. If I really have any selfishness, it is to repay the favor that I owe you. Miss Meng , you saved me twice before, I always remember it in my heart!"

These words finally touched Meng Wanfeng a little, she raised her head, looked straight at Song Qingyue, and said, "It's fine if I teach others the golden needle skills, but you have to let my husband go first!"

Song Qingyue was silent, nodded and said: "Okay, I'll go beg Father!"

Meng Wanfeng was surprised for a moment, before she could say anything else, Song Qingyue had already walked out in a hurry.

When passing by the imperial garden, by chance, she ran into Concubine Shun who came out to enjoy the flowers, and Mu Yuhui wanted to go and say hello to the legendary third girl of Song Dynasty.

Song Qingyue just walked away with her head sullen, ignoring the reasoning - it was impossible to beg Father Huang and Li Zhao to release the male lead, this possibility didn't even need to be considered, so her mind was full of thoughts How to fool Meng Wanfeng out without noticing that someone greeted him at all.

"Look!" Concubine Shun unhappily waved the flowers in front of her to the ground, "What does she mean? Look down on me?"

"Your Majesty, calm down! This servant just came out from Concubine Hui!" The maid beside her guessed.

"Concubine Hui? Why is she looking for that one?"

The palace maid bowed and said: "It's not necessarily to find Concubine Hui, I heard that Prince Jing's concubine is also imprisoned at Concubine Hui's place."

Mu Yuhui brushed her hair from the sideburns, wondering what would happen if the first princess went to visit Prince Jing's grandmother and wife?

Prince Jing's son was personally captured by His Royal Highness the First Prince!
Ha, it's really interesting.

　Jiang Zizheng's wife changed her surname to Shaw.It was found that the two Zou family members were heavier. . .Hey, how much I like to use the surname Zou. . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)