Xu Mochen, as the emperor who unified the troubled times, was originally admired by everyone, but they did not expect that his understanding of people's livelihood medicine was not inferior to that of himself and others.
Zhang Tongyuan nodded frequently, seeming to have seen the bright future described by the emperor.
Well, as an outstanding young person in the 21st century, you must have the ability to draw a big pie, otherwise how can you be a leader.
The group of people exchanged some details, and Xu Mochen also figured out the nature of everyone.
Zhang Tongyuan, Li Wenhong and others are all engaged in technology. They have no problem studying medical skills and treating diseases.
But if the National Medical Center wants to be stable, it still needs the cooperation of operations and others.
Surprisingly, Zhao Lingbo is suitable for this candidate.
Xu Mochen immediately decided to put her in charge of the overall business planning because her father and brother died in the war.
Coupled with her title as Princess Yong'an, she can enter and leave the palace more freely.
Of course Zhao Lingbo had no objection, his eyes were shining with starlight.
I heard that His Majesty's harem is empty. Apart from the maids, he is the only woman in the palace, and she has just been re-employed.
This must be what His Majesty wants.
Yes, Lingbo understands.
"Okay," Xu Mochen was very satisfied with this trip. Many details need to be handled by the executors themselves. Problems should be dealt with in a targeted manner. Don't mess with the cake. "Yuan Li will stay put. Others can go about their business." "
This was about to talk alone, so everyone bowed and left.
Xu Mochen raised his chin, Tang Derun nodded, strode to the door, his consciousness fully opened.
"President Li," Xu Mochen showed his big white teeth, "I heard that your ancestral home is Qizhou?"
Li Wenhong was alone in meeting the Holy Spirit for the first time in his life, and he suddenly broke out in sweat. He said cautiously, "Your Majesty, yes."
"Then your ancestor is still well?" Xu Mochen smiled sweetly.
Li Wenhong's heart thumped, and he swallowed hard: "Wei Chen... Wei Chen doesn't know what your Majesty is talking about."
"You know," Xu Mochen smiled heartily, "otherwise you wouldn't be shaking."
"Your Majesty!" Li Wenhong hurriedly defended, "Rong Weichen Bingzou, it's not that Weichen wants to hide it. In fact, our Li family no longer has much relationship with the immortal cultivators."
All officials in the court knew about the emperor's beheading of immortals last night, and of course Li Wenhong also heard about it.
If you don't distance yourself from the immortal cultivators, you might get involved.
A dilapidated hospital was sentenced to death, but there was no news.
The immortal cultivators in Dali Temple don't care at all.
"I'll give you another chance." Xu Mochen said in a steady tone.
Save your life first!
Li Wenhong immediately made a decision, he only hesitated slightly, and quickly said: "Your Majesty, our ancestor is fine now.
In fact, since our ancestor Li from Qizhou entered the immortal way, his elders believed that practicing immortality was going against nature.
The human race is a creature created by heaven and earth, so how can we dare to go against heaven?
Therefore, the ancestor made an oath back then that the descendants of the Li family and direct descendants would never enter the immortal way.
In Wei Chen's life, as the eldest son, he switched to medicine and only practiced the method of breathing and breathing to strengthen his body. "
Xu Mochen got the answer he wanted. He leaned forward slightly, which brought a huge sense of oppression: "The direct line does not cultivate immortality, but as for the collateral line, there are still immortals."
Li Wenhong was sweating profusely: "Your Majesty is wise! Your Majesty rules the world, and your eyes are indeed as bright as a torch."
It stung him so much that it burned.
At this time, let’s flatter you first.
"Get up," Xu Mochen waved his hand, "Tell me who is more powerful between your Qizhou Li family and the Wuji Sect."
Although Li Wenhong does not cultivate immortality, there are still immortal cultivators in his family. As a direct descendant, he naturally knows better.
"The Wuji Sect belongs to the world of immortals, while our Li family is a magician sect. They are in different realms and have no contact with each other." Li Wenhong considered the words, "Obviously, our Li family has not been in the immortal world for a long time, and the sect in Qizhou Sect, naturally the Wuji Sect is the most respected.
But if we really put our efforts together, our Li family, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, will not be inferior. "
This was the answer Xu Mochen wanted. He smiled: "President Li, I want you to write a letter and give it to your ancestor, saying that I have something to do and want to interview the ancestor."
Li Wenhong looked troubled: "Your Majesty, our ancestor has not left the mountain for more than four hundred years. I am afraid..."
"You just write," Xu Mochen didn't take it seriously, "I don't want him to come to the capital, so I will naturally go to Qizhou."
Li Wenhong didn't understand this.
But Tang Derun at the door knew clearly that His Majesty was determined to destroy the Wuji Sect.
In history, he was the first human emperor to take the initiative to seek help from the Immortal Cultivation Sect.
The more I think about this little character, the more I like it!
"By the way," Xu Mochen stood up when the matter was almost over, "Is there anyone in your family who is proficient in elixir refining."
He was talking about people, not immortal cultivators.
"Yes," Li Wenhong nodded, "Because of our ancestors, the average person in our family also reads some information on immortal arts and knows more about it."
"Very good," Xu Mochen patted him on the shoulder, "You select a group of young people to join the Ministry of Health when the time comes. I need them."
This is promotion to grace, although now it looks like a big cake.
And if things go wrong, if you follow the emperor, you will eventually be killed by the immortal cultivators.
But for some reason, Li Wenhong felt an inexplicable sense of trust. He puffed up his chest and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I will take care of it immediately.
In addition, Wei Chen will also write a letter to the immortal cultivators of the Li family to let them pay attention to the developments of the Wuji Sect. "
You see, the human race is full of tricks, and they can draw inferences from one instance to reach the right path.
Unlike those who cultivate immortality, Tiantian thinks he can change his destiny, fly to heaven and escape from the earth, and overturn rivers and seas. He never thinks about things above his neck.
What Xu Mochen needs now is this kind of power that has inheritance but does not belong to the world of ten directions.
This trip to Tai Hospital brought me a lot of unexpected gains.
When leaving, Tang Derun looked at Li Wenhong with a meaningful look.
Want to split your favor? snort! Wait until I find an opportunity to kill you.
Return to the palace safely.
Xu Mochen looked at the pile of memorials on the case and then remembered that his prime minister had complained of illness.
He sneered in his heart, this was probably not because he was sick, but because he was planning to stand aside and watch the show, and explore his depth by the way.
After thinking about it, he summoned several chamberlains and said: "The Prime Minister is an important minister that I rely on. Send all these memorials to the Prime Minister. From now on, let the Prime Minister handle all major military and national affairs first, and just report the important ones."
Everyone moved the memorial away.
Nowadays, the world is unified. Although it is in the initial stage, Xu Mochen knows that the real decision-making cannot reach him at all.
The memorials handed over were nothing more than some "emotional" suggestions.
There are still a lot of quarrels over fiefdoms, resources, and so on.
Behind the scenes, the sects of immortal cultivators are causing trouble.
The Prime Minister wants to be a good person, but I won't let you do it.
Since you are both immortal cultivators, you should first sort out your relationship with each other.
Why don't you just let me go and be the shopkeeper? I'll be a coward in peace for a few days.
Let the wise ministers take care of this.
