Thinking of this, Tang Fu couldn't sit still immediately. He quickly put the painting away, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Come, prepare your horses! We are leaving the city!"
After just a cup of tea, the side door of Duke Xinguo's Mansion suddenly opened. Tang Fu led a dozen or so guards from the Cavalry Mansion and rushed towards the North City Gate.
After searching in Beishi to no avail, he rode a fast horse to search along the Yangtze River.
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Han Du and the other three ate something to cushion their stomachs, and then started chatting.
While chatting, the conversation came to Zhu Ru.
"His Royal Highness's medical skills are getting more and more exquisite. In terms of medical skills, His Highness is worthy of being the best in the world." Han Du said with a smile, looking at Zhu Rui with admiration.
Zhu Ji was a prince who could not live a comfortable and comfortable life, but instead worked hard to study medicine, and he had such great achievements that even Han Du couldn't help but admire him.
In Han Du's eyes, Zhu Rui was an ideal person. Only such a person could ignore Zhong Ming Ding's spoiled wife and beautiful family and go to the hard work of professional medical skills.
Facing Han Du's praise, Zhu Ru just shook his head and sighed.
"What does this mean, Your Highness?" Han Du didn't understand.
Zhu Ju sighed helplessly and explained: "So what if I am the best in the world? The more I specialize in medical skills, the more I feel the vastness of medical skills. I want to continue to specialize in medical skills, but there is no one to exchange ideas with. A doctor. Moreover, I also want to compile a medical book to be passed down to future generations, so that future generations will be free from illness. However, I have limited energy and it is really difficult to take care of both ends."
Compiling medical books was something Zhu Xi had wanted to do for a long time, but continuing to specialize in medical skills was also his pleasure. Therefore, he could only study medical skills first and let the compilation of medical books be delayed again and again. I still comfort myself that my medical skills are not enough now. Wouldn't it be better to compile medical books after I have studied the medical skills more thoroughly?
Although this reason comforted him for the time being, Zhu Xi knew that this was just an excuse he made out of necessity. The art of medicine is boundless, and he would never be able to study it thoroughly even if he studied it for a lifetime.
Han Du took a sip of wine, smacked it and said, "Maybe I have a way."
"What can you do?" A glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in Zhu Ru's heart. He quickly put down the chopsticks in his hand and prepared to listen carefully to what Han Du said.
Han Du said: "Since there are no doctors who can communicate with His Highness, it means that His Highness's medical skills are better than theirs. If His Highness teaches all his medical skills to other doctors, and when their medical skills improve, wouldn't they be able to communicate with His Highness? Already?"
"I thought you had some good ideas." Zhu Xi was slightly disappointed, looked at Han Du and sighed: "I have taught you. I have taught all the medical skills to other imperial doctors in Taiyuan Hospital. But they only know how to Keep in mind the prescriptions I gave you, and you have no intention of studying the symptoms or formulas yourself. How do you want me to communicate with them about my experience?"
It turned out that this was the case. Han Du immediately understood that the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital were also a group of people who had nothing to do with corpses. They only thought about following the example and resting on their laurels, and never thought about delving into the depths of the disease.
However, if you think about it, you can understand that the patients treated by the imperial doctors are not the emperor and queen, but also the concubines, princes, princesses, etc., and the last ones are also princes and ministers. The most important thing when treating a person of this status is not to use any novel prescription, but to be cautious.
Under such circumstances, what would be the use even if an imperial doctor came up with a prescription? When treating a noble person, a royal doctor would take risks. The disadvantage was that he would be punished.
Seeing that this method didn't work, Han Du thought about a group of people.
"Does Your Highness know about the Academy?"
"I know, you established it." Zhu Ru agreed casually.
Han Du smiled, stared at Zhu Zhu, and said meaningfully: "If His Highness does not dislike it, you can go to the academy to teach medical skills. There are thousands of students in the academy now. As long as Your Highness hands them over, is there anything left to worry about?" Someone to exchange experiences with? Even His Highness wants to compile a medical book. With the help of so many people, His Highness's dream can be easily realized."
Zhu Ji was stunned by the beautiful vision painted by Han Du. If there were really thousands of people studying medicine, what kind of grand scene would it be? But Zhu Xi was more rational, and then he shook his head and retorted: "Medical skills are a minor path after all. Even if there are scholars who study medicine, it is only because they cannot do it after high school and have no choice. But any student who is determined to take the scientific examination will What about choosing to study medicine? The students in the academy are all future pillars of the Ming Dynasty, so how could they be willing to study medicine?"
Han Du smiled and explained: "The scholars your Highness is talking about are the scholars at the Imperial College. Only they will regard the Jinshi as more important than their lives. But the academy is different. The first choice of the students of the academy is absolutely It's not about passing the scientific examination and passing the Jinshi. Many academy students choose to study mathematics, and some choose to study physics and chemistry. Even if they add medical skills, it shouldn't be a problem, right? Even if it's a hundred Among individuals, only one or two are interested in medical skills, but if there are thousands of people here, why are there dozens or hundreds of people?"
When Zhu Xi heard this, his face suddenly became happy. Only then did he realize that the scholars in the academy were indeed different from others. Take his tenth brother as an example. The dignified King Lu actually likes to study chemistry. It’s just about studying chemistry. There are many people studying chemistry in the academy, but they don’t have Zhu Tan’s problem. After Zhu Tan extracted white phosphorus from human urine, he couldn't help himself and ran towards the feces and urine. He believed that besides white phosphorus, these two things should also contain other people's things. So I spent all my time trying to refine these two things in various ways every day.
However, the smell of these two things was disgusting to almost everyone. When he was in the academy, Xue Xiang kicked him out in anger and strictly prohibited Zhu Tan from doing his chemistry experiments in the academy.
As a last resort, Zhu Tan simply placed the experiment in his palace. At first, people in the palace had to endure the unpleasant smell every day, but Zhu Tan was the prince, and everyone dared to be angry but dare not speak out when facing Zhu Tan.
In the end, it was Princess Lu who found Han Du. Zhu Tan's princess was Tang He's second daughter. Faced with Princess Lu's plea, Han Du had to find a way for her. Let her buy a house outside the palace, and let Zhu Tan move all his jars, pots, jars, and chemical experiments out of the palace.
This time, the air in Prince Lu's Mansion was naturally fresher, but the people around the house were unlucky. From time to time, they almost have to endure the attack of Zhu Tan's chemical experiments. The reason why it took a while was because Zhu Tan was still teaching chemistry in the academy, so when Zhu Tan was in the academy, the people around him could breathe some fresh air.
Ordinary people naturally couldn't afford to offend the dignified prince. They wanted to move away but didn't have so much money, so they could only silently endure the smell of the chemical experiment output of Zhutan. However, many people accepted the situation submissively. Although they couldn't offend Zhu Tan, it didn't stop them from giving Zhu Tan the nickname "The Tasty Prince" in private.
The dignified prince was given such an indecent name. Old Zhu was so angry that his lungs were about to burst. Full of anger, he called Zhu Tan and asked him to stop doing his damn chemical experiments.
But Zhu Tan is now stubborn when he has no desire, and does not listen to his father at all. He even confronts Lao Zhu head-on, without any fear at all.
Lao Zhu was very angry, but he had no way to punish Zhu Tan. Zhu Tan doesn't even want a fief anymore, and he hasn't done anything that violates national laws and harms people. Is it possible that Lao Zhu is still willing to kill him?
Lao Zhu was reluctant to kill even the common people in Zhu Tan. He just exiled him from afar. How could he kill Zhu Tan now?
In the end, Lao Zhu had no choice but to spend his own money to move all the dozens of households near Zhu Tan's house. When the people saw that they could escape from this poisonous cave and still have money, they naturally moved happily with pots and pans.
It's strange to say that people originally lived near Zhu Tan's house. I wish I didn't want to stay here any longer, I wish I could leave here immediately and forever.
But after everyone moved away and only a lonely house was left here with an unpleasant smell coming out from time to time, this attitude of going its own way and never changing aroused the curiosity of the people.
There were actually people starting to gather around in the distance, clasping their hands as if looking at something strange, pointing towards the house. There are more and more people like this, and in the end it seems that they are all attracted by the smell.
Zhu Rui felt happy because Han Du's method could indeed solve his problem perfectly, but he became a little worried. Asked: "But if this happens, doesn't it mean that I am poaching you?"
Han Du shook his head indifferently, "It doesn't matter. It's up to the students to decide what they choose. I never interfere with them. As long as they choose to study medicine, I will have no objection."
"Okay, I'll thank you in advance." Zhu Rui didn't care about his status as a prince, so he took the initiative to toast Han Du.
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Tang Fu rode his horse along the Yangtze River. Under the maroon horse hair, dense beads of sweat have appeared. Tang Fu's whole body on horseback rose and fell with the bumps of the horse, and his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat. The man was tired and the horse was exhausted, but even so Tang Fu did not stop at all.
Along the way, he has found seven or eight fish markets, but no one has seen the strange fish in the painting. As a last resort, Tang Fu had no choice but to continue looking.
The fish market is not a real market, but a place for people to trade fish spontaneously. There are many fish markets of this kind along the Yangtze River. After all, there are many fish in the Yangtze River, and people rely on the water to draw water. Naturally, people will not miss the opportunity to increase their income.
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