After a pause, he continued: "The method is indeed shameless. As said, the purpose of improving medical skills is to be loyal to the emperor and love the people. It is a matter of right and wrong. Since the Queen Mother is known as the uncrowned medical king, she will criticize you harshly and is narrow-minded."
"Yes." Yuan Xingfang shouted: "Your Highness is wise!" He took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeve and enshrined it on the case: "I have been practicing for a long time, but my finger strength is not enough, and it is difficult to perform the needle with precision. However, I sit back and enjoy the results, and it is still difficult to hold back.
Ans! The old minister is willing to make up for the one hundred thousand taels of silver accumulated from his official career and the small profit of the hospital. Your Highness, please accept it!" Han Sha'er doesn't mind that the money is a lot, but how much bigger would it be if it were replaced by white money?
, after accepting this money, the old guy felt at ease and had something to say. If he wanted to write another article, it would be difficult. It would be better to leave some room and lay the groundwork - he shook his head and said: "No, the Han family has been practicing medicine for generations.
"Have you ever thought of a windfall?" After self-examination and self-correction, I received half of my family property and refunded one hundred taels of silver due to a terminal illness. Isn't it just a windfall? The root cause is that I was deeply influenced by the concept of robbing the rich and giving to the poor when I was young.
Life is like a play, and there are many people who are good at acting. Cao Pi dreamed of becoming the emperor, and he had to be asked by ministers to resign three times. It seemed that he could not shirk it before he usurped the position of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty - this boy was the favorite of the Queen Mother! Yuan
Xingfang only followed the other party's hypocritical pretense, and said more and more piously: "The secret book is priceless. Even if I lose my family and fortune, it is difficult to make up for it. Please be considerate of Your Highness and help me, so that I can sleep peacefully and eat well." Han Shaer
He moved the banknote to him and said, "That's fine. Mr. Yuan, please sit down. I have something to say." Yuan Xingfang did not sit down, but stood with his hands lowered and said, "I am listening attentively."
Han Shaer said: "Our medicine is no different from the three religions and nine schools. We are very divided among the sects. We are afraid that the disciples will starve to death and lose their own jobs. Therefore, there are strict barriers between different traditions. For thousands of patients, there is no one."
A blessing? I have a plan. If you take the banknote, it will be treated as the Han family's contribution. You can contribute to set up a medical school. You can teach acupuncture and ointment making. You can take the lead in setting an example and lead all the imperial doctors and famous doctors.
Following the trend may lead to a new trend in the medical field of this dynasty. I wonder if Mr. Yuan thinks so?" After saying that, he pushed back the banknote.
Yuan Xingfang felt pain in his body. He took the trouble to steal a chicken, but his teeth were not good enough to chew it. He also had to put a duck on it and make it into a banquet for others to enjoy. It really hurt his body! When the Medical King spoke, he stood taller and taller.
Gao, who spoke clearly and righteously, how dare he resist and disobey? Han Shaer looked at his bitter face, smiled slightly and said: "We have been talking for a long time, are you thirsty? Come here, let's have some tea!" Xiaoying
He went in, made a cup for Han Shaer alone, and said: "The medicinal smell in the room is so strong! There are three sick people outside, should we let them wait or come back tomorrow?" The eldest grandson looked at him, and after brewing, he took it over. Yuan Xingfang thanked him.
Tea, clasping fists and bowing deeply: "Old minister, just follow your orders!" He picked up the banknote tremblingly. Han Shaer still smiled: "Then it's hard work! I will pay attention to this matter. You moved here to become a neighbor, and I will talk to you when you have time.
Let me chat."
Neighbor? Abbot Yuan Xing and the second monk were confused. He heard: "Bao Daying from the household department wants to see you!" The butler announced, and the red-faced upstart fifth-grade member Wai Lang followed behind. Han Shaer left his seat to greet: "Brother Bao Nian, what kind of fragrance is this?
Have you come to this ruined temple?" Bao Daying responded with a smile: "The fragrance of medicine, the fragrance of medicine! Brother Han Nian - oh, Your Highness!" After saying that, he was about to kneel down, but Han Shaer stretched out his hand and said, "You and I both
In the same year as the imperial examination, the Imperial College is an old neighbor, and it would be boring to make all these frivolous and sour gifts! Besides, home is different from the court, and all the people wear are casual clothes." They walked hand in hand. Bao Daying bowed his head when he saw the third-grade court clothes.
Yuan Xingfang returned the courtesy, yielded to the guests in front of him, excused himself to the guests in the back, and left.