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

Chapter 303 Outstanding Contribution Medal
The city wall of the capital has three circles, the outermost circle is called the outer city wall, there is another circle of imperial city walls inside, and the innermost is the palace wall of the imperial palace.

Inside the walls of the imperial city are usually the places where the rich and powerful stay, like a few palaces, and the residences of the important officials in the six yamen are all in the imperial city.

Taixue and the original Zhenjue Temple are also in the imperial city.

But the gynecology hospital is for the public, not for the powerful, so Song Qingyue doesn't want to set the place where the doctors of the gynecology hospital sit in the imperial city.

Instead, it was located outside the north gate of the imperial city, which was outside the imperial city and not too far from the academy.

It takes half a cup of tea to walk away from the College of Gynecology and Medicine, which is still under construction. '

Now Jiang Zi is teaching in the morning and teaching in the afternoon, while Meng Wanfeng is the opposite, teaching in the morning and teaching in the afternoon. '

With Meng Wanfeng's joining, although Jiang Zizheng's work pressure has been relieved, the pressure on him as the dean's academic authority has suddenly become enormous!

The new female vice president is indeed not a vegetarian, she is as old as the eldest princess, she is still a little girl, but she is very skilled in medicine, especially in acupuncture and moxibustion, her attainments are frighteningly high.

Quick and accurate.Once, a woman whose leg was swollen into a big radish came to see Jiang Zizheng three days ago. After three doses of medicine, the effect was there, but not obvious.Then I came to see a doctor again, this time in the afternoon, and met Meng Wanfeng.Doctor Meng directly pricked a hole in the socket of her hind leg with a thick silver needle, and poured out half a bowl of black blood.Now the woman's legs are not swollen and she can walk, and she feels more comfortable.

As soon as the dean came to this picture, he quickly and well cured the patients that the dean had not cured, and Jiang Zizheng's face was wrinkled!

Can't be compared by a little girl!

His own wife is still a student in the academy, even if he is compared with a little girl, he cannot be compared in front of his own wife!

Jiang Zizheng's self-esteem can't stand it!
Dean Jiang began to study the box of medical practice notes in Mr. Chen's house all night. While reading, he sorted it out and summed it up. He also secretly went to ask Aunt Chen about acupuncture and moxibustion.

Song Qingyue only felt happy when she heard about this, Jiang Zizheng's character is quite good.

Although it is a bit of the machismo common fault of all men in this era, what he did was a healthy competition, and he did not suppress, belittle or even frame the other party for his own fame and fortune.

It's okay to steal a teacher, Song Qingyue even hoped that Jiang Zizheng could ask Aunt Chen for advice in an open and honest manner.

The more the reason is debated, the clearer the theory, the clearer the theory, and the more open the thinking is.

The reason for establishing a relatively large college is to allow medical experts to communicate more.

Of course, Song Qingyue would not tolerate malicious oppression or slanderous behavior in the academy, no matter how good her medical skills were!
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As for the emperor, although he was stingy in giving material and financial rewards to ministers, he was not stingy in giving material rewards to the craftsmen in the arsenal!

Hearing that Song Qingyue once gave 16 taels of silver to the 1000-year-old gunpowder apprentice who developed gunpowder, the emperor thought about it, so he gave 1000 taels of silver to the group of gunsmiths who changed the rifled guns to iron-core copper bodies. Silver, and a medal.

The medal is not big, but it is made of pure gold. It is composed of another gear and a hammer. The words "Outstanding Contribution" are written on it, and the year name of Jingning's 39th year.

The pair of master and apprentice who made the gun cotton, and the old master Yan who made countless efforts in the manufacture of the flintlock, also received the Outstanding Contribution Medal from His Majesty the Emperor himself.

Each medal has its own number, and it must be recorded in the book, and it cannot be faked.

When awarding the medals, His Majesty the Emperor did not send the eunuchs to deliver the decree. Instead, he went to the arsenal to meet the craftsmen, and asked His Highness the First Prince to pin the medals on several craftsmen with his own hands.

But everyone in the cave is envious!

Of course, His Majesty the Emperor did not treat those craftsmen who were in the dark cave and on the windy and humid island to make guns and cannons for Su Wangfu. 100 taels, said to be the Mid-Autumn Festival welfare.

This is much better than a piece of bacon and two boxes of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes distributed to civil servants!

This group of craftsmen dreamed that they would still have such a day!
You must know that in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the status of craftsmen was not as good as that of farmers.

The treatment of official craftsmen is not as good as that of one generation.

Unexpectedly, the legendary stingy new emperor would be so generous to them!

The enthusiasm of the craftsmen in the arsenal is unprecedentedly high.After completing the work assigned by the above, everyone began to think about how to modify the firearm to make it more powerful, have a longer range, and make a higher progress?
The Great Zhou Dynasty was a vast country with a population of hundreds of millions, and there was no shortage of talents at all.

The craftsmen who make firearms are so important, but their status is low. Even if they make credit and contributions, they will be plundered by the superiors in most cases.If things go on like this, who else is willing to give full play to their strengths, do their best, and actively contribute?

Now His Majesty makes Li Zhao directly responsible for the arsenal, flattening the organization as much as possible. Anyway, the emperor pays for the arsenal, bypassing the red tape of the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Households, and the Ministry of Industry, so that the craftsmen have any good ideas. Listen directly to heaven.

Song Qingyue, who was writing textbooks at home, heard Li Zhao say that he went to the arsenal to wear medals for craftsmen, and said dissatisfiedly: "What about mine? My contribution is not greater than anyone else's? Where are my bonuses and medals?"

Li Zhao was taken aback, and said amusedly, "You gave Father the idea of ​​the medal, and the medal was made by shopkeeper Liu. How many good things do you have, and you still care about that thing?"

"Why is it not rare? Ah, the contributions made by others are contributions, so should I make contributions? Others have them, so why don't I?"

"Okay, okay! Tomorrow, I will tell my father to give you one too!"

"I still want my father to wear it for me!"

"No problem, write another imperial decree to praise you, will it work?"

Song Qingyue snorted: "That's about the same."

The next day, Song Qingyue accompanied Li Zhao into the palace to have lunch with the emperor.

Eldest brother Song Chenhai was finally leaving, Li Zhao took Song Qingyue to meet him and say goodbye.

In the presence of the Song family, His Majesty the Emperor held a small awarding ceremony for Song Qingyue.

First, Eunuch Wang read out a [-]-word imperial decree, and then His Majesty the Emperor personally put a special medal necklace inlaid with a ruby ​​on Song Qingyue.

Song Qingyue raised her delicate chin, finally satisfied.

After lunch, Song Qingyue planned to go to the suburbs of Beijing to see off her elder brother.

Once the eldest brother leaves, he will definitely not be able to see him for the next three to five years.

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The news that Song Chenhai was going to Guizhou to become an official was announced in early September.

Mrs. Chu of the Zhang family almost didn't faint. She cried to Zhang Shilang and asked him why he didn't speak for her son-in-law. Zhang Shilang sighed: "Song Ge didn't say anything about what His Majesty personally decided. What can I say?"

"What was ordered by His Majesty himself?" Mrs. Chu was terrified. She had heard about the quarrel between His Highness the First Prince and His Majesty because of Concubine Shun in the imperial study.

Now it is rumored that the reason why the emperor has been procrastinating not to crown the princes is that he is hesitant about the location of the East Palace.

Zhang Shilang is also one of the few people in the court who knows some inside information. Looking at his wife's expression, he knew that she must be thinking wrong, and comforted him vaguely: "Don't believe the rumors outside. Your Majesty and His Highness are playing a big game of chess. The relationship is good! Tongren County has confidential and important matters and needs to be sent to someone who absolutely trusts, so the son-in-law was selected."

"Really?" Chu's eyes widened in surprise, her emotions fluctuated between these few words, she clutched her chest a little out of breath.

Zhang Shilang nodded: "Ma'am, don't worry, but you only keep what I said today in your heart and don't spread it outside." He pointed to his head, lowered his voice and said solemnly, "It's not an ordinary secret, and you can't spread a word of it."

"Yes, I can save my life." Chu nodded hurriedly, and touched her own neck when she walked out of her husband's study, feeling scared and excited at the same time.

The emperor didn't know what was causing the wind today, probably because Li Da, who was born to love freedom, stayed in the palace for almost four months, which was already the limit. He willfully expressed that he would also go out of the palace in micro-services to give away his son. Uncle.

The secret guard and Eunuch Wang, who were in charge of the emperor's security work, suddenly felt the pressure was so great that sweat was coming out of their foreheads.

But there is no way, who doesn't know what kind of temperament my master is?
It can't be stopped, and no one can stop it at all.

Just do a good job of security.

According to the emperor's words, if he is not even allowed to leave the palace, is raising them a group of hidden guards to make them squat fat in the palace?
But the emperor's safety is not a joke after all.

First of all, the emperor needs to pass a layer of cotton armor on the outside of the inner clothes, and then put on a layer of chain mail that is specially made to be relatively light. With a muslin cloak and a black square hat, he looked... like some kind of good king of the mountain.

The emperor is a tall man, and he is really majestic when he is not smiling.

The carriage for the emperor's incognito visit has long been prepared.

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary wooden carriage, but the inner wall is actually made of two-inch thick steel plate.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs has tested that the carriage wall is impenetrable with a sniper rifle.

The window is in the shape of a grille, which is a steel plate densely pierced with small holes. From the inside, you can easily see the outside, but you can't see the inside from the outside.

Even if it is a rifled sniper rifle, it is difficult to be as accurate as it can be aimed from a hundred paces away.

An invulnerable super armored car!
Song Qingyue thought it was quite interesting, but instead of following Li Zhao into the emperor's carriage, she accompanied her sister-in-law, eldest sister, second sister, and Mrs. Liang in a carriage.

There was also a big carriage with Mr. Song and a group of brothers from the Song Mansion.

Besides, Zhang Luoyi's parents, Zhang Shilang and his wife also came.

Although Song Chenhai is the eldest son of the family, he is not arrogant at all, and his temper is more stable than his second brother Song Chenhai.

Mr. Song is busy with official duties, Song Chenhai not only has to take care of his younger brothers at home, but also supervises their homework.

It can be said that Song Chenhai is the half father of the younger brothers.

Except for Song Chenxu, who is big-tempered and evasive, from the fourth Chenrui to the eighth Chenhui are all very dependent on the big brother.

Now that the eldest brother is leaving, the younger brothers are all very sad, especially the fourth son Song Chenrui, a big boy who usually laughs and laughs, but now his eyes are red from crying.

"Okay! It's not like I won't come back!"

Song Chenhai comforted his brothers.

"I will come back, but when my eldest brother comes back, he doesn't know if I'm in the capital yet." Song Chenrui muttered.

Song Chenrui's business is getting bigger and bigger now.

The highest income is not wool, pickles and cabbage, but cotton!

The third sister was right. Southern Shaanxi is really a good place to grow cotton.

He bought a few more pieces of land in southern Shaanxi, specializing in growing cotton, and also set up a cotton yarn factory in Hanzhong Prefecture. Following the model of the Three Sisters, he took in children from seven to 15 years old and gave them two meals a day. Give them a one-hour class, and the wages are calculated according to the finished product.

He is basically not in the capital now. If Mrs. Liang hadn't written him this time, saying that his eldest brother was going to Guizhou, he was still staying in Hanzhong Mansion. If he didn't receive the letter, he would rush back. It can be regarded as catching up.

Although Mrs. Liang regretted that her youngest son didn't want to take the scientific examination, but now Song Chenrui's business can earn more than [-] taels of silver a year. Even Song Qingyue praised her fourth brother for being amazing, so what else can Mrs. Liang say?

As for Mr. Song, he has always been open-minded, and did not force the fourth child to go to the scientific examination.

To be honest, even if the fourth child passes the exam, with his father and two elder brothers in front, unless he is more capable than Song Chenhai and Song Chenxu, no matter how capable he is, the emperor will suppress him and will not let him He is too early.

It is impossible to call the Song family all high-ranking officials.

Song Chenrui probably also wanted to understand this level, so he just passed the exam as a scholar and stopped taking the exam.

Although Master Song didn't force his son to do anything, he was worried that the Song family tree was attracting attention now, and Song Chenrui's temper was more extroverted, more lively than prudent, if someone tripped Song Chenrui's business, he was afraid he would be fooled.Master Song often wrote to him, announcing major events in the court, and by the way, told him to be careful and not to be framed.

A large group of people sent Song Chenhai [-] miles out of the capital before they reluctantly stopped.

Mr. Song, Zhang Shilang, and Song Chenxu still have to go a little further.

Mrs. Chu, the wife of the Zhang family, put her arms around her weeping daughter, and comforted her softly: "It will only be two years. When the child is one year old, you can take the child to the south together. Ah Hai is an upright child, and he will not be that heartbroken." ,do not worry."

Song Qingyue also chimed in, waving her fists and said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, brother is messing around outside, sister, I will follow you to the south to beat him!"

A few words made Zhang Luoyi laugh, Liang Shi helplessly smiled and shook his head, but also said: "Yue'er is right, if Ah Hai is such a heartless person, I, a mother, will not recognize him Be a son."

Zhang Luoyi took Liang's hand and said gratefully: "Mother, daughter-in-law, if daughter-in-law leaves, she won't be able to honor you in front of you."

Mrs. Liang patted the back of her hand, and said: "The sons and grandchildren live their lives well, that is the greatest tribute to our elders. I am a mother, and my mother-in-law was the same back then. We understand your mood better than anyone else."

After hearing this, Mrs. Chu was really happy for her daughter and sad for herself.She is even more pitiful than Liang Shi. Although Liang Shi separated from her husband back then, the Song family had no parents-in-law and no sister-in-law. Six years later, she was reunited with her husband.

And Zhang Shilang belongs to the direct blood of the Zhang family.

The situation of the Zhang family is much more complicated than that of Song Jianming.

When Zhang Shilang was released, Chu was forced to stay in Beijing to serve her parents-in-law. For 12 years, she spent no more than half a year with her husband. stranger.

Now that her daughter is in the same situation as she was in the past, she is really afraid that her mother-in-law will embarrass her daughter!

Fortunately, Mrs. Liang is an extremely reasonable person, and even the eldest concubine helped her daughter to speak. Mrs. Chu wiped away tears gratefully.

Song Qingyue stood aside and watched them silently, feeling uncomfortable in her heart.

On the way back to the capital, she was stuck in that mood all the time.

Li Zhao pulled her into the carriage that belonged to him and his father, put his arms around her, and comforted her: "Everyone has their own destiny, you should take care of yourself first."

The emperor also comforted him and said, "Azhao is right. The eldest daughter-in-law takes good care of herself, which is the greatest filial piety to Song's family."

Li Zhaodao: "Whether it's just being filial to her father, it's also filial to your father, the emperor."

The emperor nodded with a smile: "Zhaoer said yes. I still count on the eldest daughter-in-law to give me some good ideas from time to time! You girl, you are clever and clever, but you are too thoughtful. Everyone has their own destiny, so you can't count on it." Take good care of everyone by yourself. It is your father and your aunt's job to take good care of the Song family. You just need to make yourself fatter and give me a fat grandson!"

Song Qingyue snorted arrogantly, leaning her head on Li Zhao's shoulder.

When the car was approaching the gate of the city, Feng Jin passed by with a team of Jin Yiwei. The emperor and Li Zhao got out of the car and said a few words to Fourth Master Feng.

Song Qingyue stayed in the car and didn't get out.

Feng Jin listened to the emperor's instructions, but his mind drifted into the carriage beside him.

He knew that Miss Song San was inside, but unfortunately he couldn't see each other again before leaving.

Song Qingyue waited in the car for half a cup of tea before Li Zhao and the emperor came back.

The emperor seemed to be in a good mood, and proposed to have a meal at Liuquanju.

"Boss daughter-in-law, you don't know that the imperial chef in the palace cooks pig food! Birds can come out of his mouth!" The emperor repeatedly lamented, "Let's go to Liuquanju today and eat those boiled beef slices! I've been thinking about it lately. With that dish!"

The imperial court forbade the slaughter of cattle for meat, unless they were old cattle that could not be cultivated, and approval from the government was required before killing them.

But for some wealthy households, if they secretly raised cattle and slaughtered meat for meat, it would be fine as long as they did not report it.

But the emperor is different!

The emperor is the father of the people in the world, and he is also an example for the people in the world. There is also a guy who follows the emperor's ass every day to write the emperor's daily life notes.

What is a matter of principle?

Such as taxation, such as agriculture and mulberry, such as arsenal.

Song Qingyue likes her father-in-law Li Da's temper.

Song Qingyue comforted her father-in-law with a smile and said, "Father, too much spicy food hurts the stomach, too much salt is bad for the heart, and too much fat is bad for the whole body. The imperial chef is also thinking about the health of the father. But occasionally It’s understandable to have a change of taste in a restaurant!”

"The eldest daughter-in-law said it well!" The emperor nodded, and said in a low voice: "Later, we must not let the guy who wrote the daily note see what we ate!"

During the dinner, the emperor suddenly mentioned that he would confer titles on his sons.

This has been a long time coming.

The sons were a little impatient to wait, and the emperor had already seen several memorials asking him to crown the princes as kings.

But the emperor didn't want to spend that money!
It costs at least 40 taels to seal a prince, and it also needs to be given to the house and the soldiers. Not counting the pocket money that the sons borrowed from various names, there will be at least [-] taels of Juelu every year in the future!
The emperor ate all kinds of beef tenderloin with black pepper, boiled beef slices, pan-fried steak and other cattle-related dishes, while complaining about his own little waste.

"A bunch of little wastes who are just waiting to die, I'm glad I let you live, but you still want to be crowned king?"

When he thought of spending so much money to raise a group of useless sons, he felt heartbroken!
As a daughter-in-law, Song Qingyue can't say anything. In fact, the educational resources of Su Wang's Mansion were quite good. Mr. Xi Wu was once the second place in the military imperial examination. .

Those gentlemen are all learned scholars.

It's just that there are abundant teaching resources, but King Su never taught his sons to study.

There is no punishment for reading poorly, and there is no reward for reading well. It is the mothers of the sons who always urge their sons to work hard and make progress.

In a family, if the male master doesn't care about the children's study, no matter how much the mothers urge them, it won't have much effect.

Fortunately, everyone has inherited at least half of the genes of their father Li Da, and their brains are quite smart. Even if they don't work hard, they can still deal with the old gentlemen in the palace school.

Among them, the only one who has matured is Li Zhao, the eldest son who is often beaten by his father.

So, the little brat still needs to be beaten!
Hearing that his father complained about his younger brothers, Li Zhao smiled and said, "Why don't you find something for your younger brothers to do?"

"Things? What can those little trash do?"

"How about... let the younger brothers become Taoists?"

The so-called Taoists are first-level prosecutors set up by the imperial court between provinces and governments. These Taoists also have a division of labor. For example, Lingxi Road is to supervise officials in a large area such as Zhaoqing and Maoming, and can supervise their lives. Style, corruption and bribery, whether the judgment is fair, whether the construction of roads or even water conservancy projects is solid, etc., there is also a kind of military equipment, which is dedicated to supervising military affairs.

Hearing this, the emperor pondered for a while, thinking that it might not be a bad idea for his sons to leave the capital, go out to learn more about people's livelihood, and send Jin Yiwei and Dongchang to watch over them, so they nodded and said: "This idea is successful. After I go back, I will discuss it with the people from Yushitai. In addition, it is the title. What do you think, Ah Zhao?"

What the emperor meant was that the treasury was empty now, and he didn't even want to be crowned as the county king. He asked Li Zhao to think of a way to see if there was any reason to delay it.

Anyway, Li Zhao's prince title is definitely stable, he doesn't care what happens to his younger brothers, so he said casually: "The second child will be a prince, and the remaining third, fourth, fifth, and sixth will be crowned county kings?"

The emperor frowned, obviously dissatisfied.

Song Qingyue is not hesitating to give some harm to her father-in-law now, saying: "Why don't father set a title lower than the county king? For example, half county king, county king, etc., can you give less noble salary."

"County king?!" The emperor frowned dissatisfied, "It sounds too shabby."

"Then, Beile son...be...be...be King!" Song Qingyue shook her wit.

The emperor nodded slightly, thinking that this title sounded fair, and thought about whether there should be more levels in the harem, so that when everyone is promoted in the future, they can spend less money?

(End of this chapter)