Ever since the list of quasi-famous doctors was published, Tai Hospital has been very lively for a while, but the excitement is short-lived. Soon I returned to boring study.
Fortunately, Taiyuan Hospital is different from Confucianism. It does not only read the Four Books and Five Classics, nor only writes eight-legged essays. Of course, in the Qing Dynasty, Taiyuan Hospital also had to do "medical eight-part essays", but at least Zhang Jiebin and others did not need it at this time.
There is very little lecture time every day, two hours at most. The rest of the time is spent reading and studying by oneself, and only some medical students can follow the lecturers for consultation.
On this day, Zhang Jiebin was tired of staying in the hospital and wanted to go out for some air. He said to Xu Chunfu who had just finished his lecture: "Uncle Xu, I have been studying hard in the hospital for a decade. Do you think you can take me to the Yiyi Hall to serve as a doctor?"
But Xu Chunfu smiled and said: "I think you can't sit still? Don't you know that only doctors can attend clinics? If you want to follow, you should wait until next year!"
"Uncle Xu, can't you do something special? You see, my foundation is not bad. Isn't it a waste of time to stay here all day?" Zhang Jiebin continued to fight.
"When a tall building rises from the ground, the foundation is very important. You'd better lay the foundation well. How high you can go in the future depends on how solid the foundation you have laid now." After Xu Chunfu finished speaking, he walked south.
"Hey, Uncle Xu, don't leave yet." Zhang Jiebin quickly followed, walked past the right study room, continued walking forward, walked between the lobby and Jinghui Hall, and passed in front of Lingxing Gate. Lingxing Gate is the scene of Jinghui Hall.
The outer door of Huidian.
"Uncle Xu, you know that I can't take any time off when I have nothing to do. You said being a doctor without treating diseases would be so boring. Why don't you find something for me to do?" Zhang Jiebin walked next to Xu Chunfu.
He said as he walked.
Xu Chunfu thought for a while and said, "If you really have nothing to do, go to the middle building and help Gong Limu edit his books."
"I went there a few days ago and was kicked out. Master Gong said that we would only be unhelpful and would not allow us to intervene." Zhang Jiebin was also helpless about this.
"Oh, are you really going to cause trouble?" Xu Chunfu asked curiously.
Zhang Jiebin said: "No way, I was kicked out just for saying that. It's really hard to tell."
Xu Chunfu nodded and said: "Replying medical books is a big deal. Indeed, you don't have enough experience."
"Uncle Xu, why do you say that? I heard that when you wrote the "Encyclopedia of Ancient and Modern Medical Traditions", more than a dozen of your disciples, nephews and nephews participated. How can we be no worse than them?" Zhang Jiebin said unconvinced.<
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Xu Chunfu said with a smile: "Hahaha, everyone is different. Just like ice magic, some people are good at using tricks, while others like to be upright. How can we generalize. But it is a fact that you are inexperienced."
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The two passed through the Lingxing Gate, walked behind the lobby, and arrived at the Royal Medical Room in the South Hall.
There was no one in the room at this time. Xu Chunfu put the manuscript away and walked out again, followed by Zhang Jiebin.
Going all the way east again, passing by the livestock room, Zhang Jiebin couldn't help but smile when he saw Yang Jian's voice. He was about to go over and say hello, when he heard a scream coming from the south corridor. A group of doctors were sitting in the doctor's hall.
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Zhang Jiebin was planning to go over and have a look.
Xu Chunfu said: "You can tell by the sound that they are pricking each other with acupuncture again. Ever since Jizhou became the head of the acupuncture department and Ma Shi came to Taiyuan Hospital, this has been the norm."
Anyway, they were not far away, so Zhang Jiebin ran to look in front of the window and took a look. He saw that the doors and windows were closed tightly, and there were more than ten senior brothers inside. Two pairs of them were stabbing each other with needles. Screams came and went. He was suddenly frightened.
, leave quickly, for fear of being caught and given acupuncture.
When he came back again, he was not interested in talking to Yang Jian anymore. At this time, Yang Jian and the groom were feeding the horses together and chatting animatedly with each other.
After passing the livestock house, we turned to the north and soon came to Yaowang Temple. There were also many senior brothers there, but most of them were doctors. There were also a few medical students among them. Sun Chusheng, Yao Hong and the others were also among them.
Of course, they came here not to worship the King of Medicine, but to worship the bronze statue in the Temple of the King of Medicine. They came to compare and memorize the acupuncture points on the human body to lay the foundation for identifying acupoints and acupuncture in the future.
"Okay, don't you have nothing to do? Either identify the acupuncture points like them, or go to the medicine garden behind to weed." After Xu Chunfu finished speaking, he went straight to the herbal medicine warehouse.
The herbal medicine library is one of the four important areas in Taiyuan Hospital. It reserves various medicinal materials all year round and supplies them to Taiyuan Hospital and Imperial Pharmacy for daily use. During special periods, it will be open to supply medicines for medical treatment throughout the capital.
The value of the medicines inside is hard to estimate, and most of them are medicinal materials donated as tribute from various places.
After Zhang Jiebin heard this, he thought for a long time before he decided to go to the medicinal garden to weed. He was frightened by the tragic acupuncture treatment in the south corridor just now, and he had not recovered yet.
After arriving at Yaowang Temple, we saw a large open space where annual herbs have been harvested. Now there are still people weeding and loosening the ground in preparation for planting in spring.
At this time, Zhang Jiebin saw Tang Xinglu and said happily: "Brother Tang is so elegant that he also comes to plant medicine in Dongyu River after school."
After saying that, he saw Wang Dingxin again and asked curiously: "Why is Brother Wang here alone?"
"There are no classes at this time, so come here and weed. The best way to understand medicinal materials is to take care of them throughout their lives." Tang Xinglu said.
Zhang Jiebin shook his head when he heard this and did not agree at all: "I don't agree with this. These annual herbs can still do it. How can you accompany those perennial herbs that take decades or hundreds of years? Not to mention there are so many animals and minerals and medicinal materials.
, it’s even more impossible to do.”
"Jie Bin is right, I didn't think well." Tang Xinglu couldn't laugh or cry.
"Brother Wang, what about you? There are many people in your herbal class, why are you the only one here?" Zhang Jiebin continued to ask.
Wang Dingxin pointed to the west, which was the direction of the herbal medicine warehouse. Needless to say, he knew that everyone was inside.
Zhang Jiebin was a little curious: "Uncle Xu also went in just now. Was he counting the medicinal materials? I don't know if it is going into the warehouse or out of the warehouse?"
Wang Dingxin smiled and said: "Of course it's out of the warehouse. The tribute time has passed, and the spring procurement hasn't started yet."
"Where are these medicines going? The Imperial Pharmacy?" Tang Xinglu asked while weeding.
"No, this is going to Jiubian. I heard that a group of people will be selected to support it." Wang Dingxin said.
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"It's a pity that we can't go, what a pity!" Zhang Jiebin sighed with emotion.
Tang Xinglu and Wang Dingxin also looked full of regret.
Wang Dingxin said: "We should work harder, one day we will be useful."
Tang Xinglu nodded: "I agree."
Zhang Jiebin suggested: "Let's not say anything else about weeding. Let's see who can finish the weeding first."
"Just come." Both of them agreed.
The three of them focused on hoeing, and soon it was noon, and everyone finished their work and prepared to go to the restaurant for dinner.
"Come on, let the three of us judge together." Zhang Jiebin was very confident.
First, check the area that Tang Xinglu is responsible for. Not only is the hoeing clean, but the soil is also loosened very well. Looking at Wang Dingxin's area again, although the grass is not so clean, the scope of hoeing is three times larger than that of Tang Xinglu.
One percent.
Wang Dingxin smiled and said: "Ashamed, I came a quarter of an hour early."
"I'm willing to admit defeat. Brother Wang is really powerful, and Tang admires him." Tang Xinglu said simply.
At this time, Zhang Jiebin was no longer happy. The three of them came over and took a look. There were weeds everywhere in the field, and the scope of the hoeing was almost the same as that of Wang Dingxin.
"Well, I rarely do farm work on weekdays, so it seems a bit rough." Zhang Jiebin was a little embarrassed. Previously, in order to rush for time, he only pursued speed without caring about the effect.
Neither of them laughed at him. Tang Xinglu said: "You and I are tied. Brother Wang wins."
This made Zhang Jiebin feel a little embarrassed, and said hurriedly: "I still lost a bit, and I am willing to admit defeat. I didn't say anything about the bet just now. Brother Wang and Brother Tang, why not think of one now."
The two looked at each other and said in unison: "Let's try the Houfu wine."
It turned out that after the dungeon banquet that day, Zhang Jiebin showed off a lot of Houfu wine, saying that there was nothing in the sky or on the earth, which made everyone feel itchy. Now he took the opportunity to bring it up.
"I'm afraid... okay, I'll try my best." Zhang Jiebin opened his mouth and was about to decline politely, but when he saw the two of them looking like they knew you were going to cheat, he immediately changed his tune and agreed.
"A word is settled."
"No regrets."
After the agreement was reached, the three of them walked all the way to the west. After passing the right study room and the north hall, they came to the dining hall.
At this time, the place was already overcrowded. The three of them waited for a long time before getting their meals. As they were eating, it suddenly became quiet. Everyone knew without looking that it must be Ma Shi.
Everyone ate quietly, which was a good explanation of what it means to eat without speaking. It wasn't until Ma Shi left after eating that everyone became active again, once again demonstrating what table culture is.
Zhang Jiebin was very curious about this, so he abandoned the two of them and chased them out, shouting: "Senior Brother Ma."
Ma Shi stopped and asked, "What's the matter?"
"I have a question..."
Before Zhang Jiebin could finish speaking, he was interrupted: "You want to ask why they are so afraid of me?"
"No, I want to ask you if you know, well, what they looked like after you left?" Zhang Jiebin said.
"What they were like before I went in, that's what they will be like after I come out."
Zhang Jiebin did not expect Ma Shi to answer like this, and said very strangely: "So you know it, so why do you...well, how should I put it..."
"Be silent when you eat and be silent when sleeping. This is the teaching of the sage. It's okay if I'm not here. I have to abide by it now." Ma Shi said.
"This is indeed the way of the saint, but Wang Taizhou also said that 'the daily needs of the people are the way'. Saints are the same as the people. Not only can saints know it, but also fools and foolish women can know it and do it." Zhang Jiebin did not agree very much, so he said
Wang Gen's people used their thoughts to refute every day.
Ma Shi smiled: "It's interesting. I was born in Shanyin. I didn't follow Mr. Long Xi's Zhejiang School, but instead followed Mr. Shu Xinzhai's Taizhou School."
"Sage Master Impermanence, I will learn from whoever has the right. Regarding the views on daily life of the common people, do you agree with me?" Zhang Jiebin explained and asked.
"My point of view is that saints are saints and common people are common people. We cannot generalize."
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