Jiang Zhengming was stunned, as if struck by lightning.
He didn't even have time to relieve himself, and quickly walked a few steps forward.
The figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the palace wall. Jiang Zhengming rubbed his eyes, certain that he hadn't misread it.
Just then, several palace maids walked towards him, and Jiang Zhengming disregarded propriety and etiquette.
He stepped forward and blocked the palace maids' path, asking, "Who was that person who just walked past you?"
The palace maids looked at each other in bewilderment. No official in the palace had ever been so abrupt.
One of the palace maids, having clearly seen Jiang Zhengming's official robes, quickly bowed and said, "Your Excellency is asking about the Imperial Medical Academy. Today is the Imperial Medical Academy's assessment, and His Majesty has specially invited a famous female physician from the capital to the palace."
"Is the person who came here surnamed Jiang?" Jiang Zhengming himself was not sure what he was expecting, and the question just blurted out.
The palace maid shook her head. "This servant does not know. I have only heard that she is a female doctor from Jishetang."
It really was her!
Jiang Zhengming staggered backward to make way, and several palace maids glanced at him with strange looks before continuing on their way.
...
As you enter the Imperial Medical Academy, a faint scent of herbs wafts towards you.
Jiang Shuyue looked up and saw rows of tables and chairs in the middle of the courtyard. The front table was piled with herbs, more than twenty kinds in total.
"Uncle Lin, what's wrong...?"
"Shh! Yue'er, you absolutely have to pass the blindfolded medicine identification test." Lin Miaoshou lowered her voice, looking mysterious.
Jiang Shuyue immediately understood that Uncle Lin must have discovered that there were quack doctors infiltrating the Imperial Hospital.
Those quack doctors are useless at treating illnesses and saving lives, but they're very good at harming people.
Those who managed to infiltrate the Imperial Hospital must have been pawns planted in the palace by the noble ladies of the previous dynasty's harem.
The imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital only treated nobles. Upon seeing Jiang Shuyue, Lin Miaoshou introduced her again as someone specially invited by the Emperor.
Most people know that she was a female doctor at Jishetang.
Rumor has it that she is skilled in gynecology, but she doesn't show it on her face and doesn't really take her seriously.
Once everything was ready, Jiang Shuyue instructed a palace maid to distribute the black cloth strips that Lin Miaoshou had prepared to everyone.
She pointed to the people in front of her and said, "Wear a blindfold five steps away, and come forward one by one to name the medicinal herbs and describe their properties."
No sooner had he finished speaking than someone stood up to object.
"Miss, you're not from the palace, so you might not know the palace rules. We don't blame you for that. But such a simple question as identifying herbs is unnecessary!"
Jiang Shuyue glanced at the person who spoke. He was about forty years old and should be an elderly person from the Imperial Hospital.
She smiled faintly and asked unhurriedly, "Your Excellency, are you so sure this is a simple question? You must be able to identify it by smell. Then please demonstrate it for everyone so that they can see whether this is unnecessary."
A flicker of panic crossed the man's eyes, but under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he steeled himself and stepped forward.
"May I ask what this imperial physician specializes in?"
The man said unhappily, "I used to be in charge of treating the health of several empresses; I was a gynecologist."
"Hmm, not bad. Anyone who can take Her Majesty's pulse must have superb medical skills. Let's begin."
Before Jiang Shuyue arrived, Lin Miaoshou had told everyone that she was specially invited by the Emperor. Seeing that the woman seemed delicate but spoke with competence, the others all stopped looking down on her.
The man quickly glanced at the medicinal herbs; he could clearly see what kind of herbs were in the wooden boxes that were nearby.
If you're far away, you really can only rely on smell.
"Anemarrhena asphodeloides, Rehmannia glutinosa, Glycyrrhiza uralensis, Bu
The man paused after saying the tenth medicine name.
He picked up the herbs and squeezed them repeatedly, but couldn't smell what kind of herb it was.
Apprentices do not need to participate in the assessment. After the first round, eight people were eliminated. Lin Miaoshou was the one who identified the medicine by smell in the shortest time.
Jiang Shuyue wasn't denying them a chance; she allowed them to participate in the second round of exams.
The second round involves reviewing case studies and making diagnoses.
More than ten people failed this round, including those who did not pass the first round.
The more they looked down on Jiang Shuyue just now, the more they feared her now, and the way they looked at her had changed.
From gynecology to internal medicine, and then to trauma and common pediatric diseases.
The assessment lasted a full day.
Jiang Shuyue compiled all the exam results.
Ten of the imperial physicians achieved good results, while the rest had mediocre medical skills.
The female doctors were even worse; they were at best midwives.
Knowing that her son would one day study in the palace, Jiang Shuyue dared not be careless or lenient.
She distinguished between suspicious people and unqualified people.
Some people may not be qualified, but they can still be assigned to the apprenticeship program. How to select and handle them is not her job.
Jiang Shuyue compiled the list, handed it to the guards, and then left the palace.
Looking at the list on the imperial desk, Xiao Jingzhao immediately dismissed the suspicious individuals and released them from the palace.
Lin Miaoshou's academic performance was outstanding, and she was naturally promoted to head of the academy.
After leaving the palace, Jiang Shuyue told Gao Mu to go back to his residence first, while she took Qiuju for a stroll in the streets.
"Miss, would you like to buy some food or look at fabrics?"
Qiuju secretly grumbled to herself, "Miss has been busy all day, her back aches and her waist is sore, and the Emperor doesn't even bother to reward her with two bolts of fine cloth."
There are two maids in the manor who are very good at embroidery, and she is thinking of making a few sets of winter clothes for the young lady.
"Walk forward a bit. I've been sitting for too long today. I want to stretch my muscles and buy whatever I like."
As you walk along Zhengdong Street, you'll see groups of people chatting and laughing together.
Qiuju's curiosity was piqued, and she smiled and said, "Miss, what good thing happened in the capital today? Look how happy everyone is."
Jiang Shuyue looked up and saw that the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, which was sealed off, was right across from the crowd.
She smiled faintly, "If people are smiling, it means that people are living comfortably, which is a good thing."
“Miss is right. With a wise ruler like the Emperor, this dynasty will surely prosper forever.”
Seeing Qiu Ju's proud expression, Jiang Shuyue couldn't help but tease her, "How can you be so sure? Whether he is a true wise ruler or not still needs time to prove."
"His Majesty is not lustful and is diligent in governing and loves his people. He is certainly a wise ruler."
Jiang Shuyue smiled and shook her head. As they approached a more crowded area, she didn't continue discussing this disrespectful topic.
He doesn't claim to be averse to women; it's just that he hasn't had time to choose a concubine yet.
Once the harem is filled with beauties, no man can resist the temptation.
She had overheard Yinqiao and the others gossiping while she was at the clinic that noble families in the capital were all secretly hiring governesses.
It goes without saying that everyone in the family with a daughter of marriageable age was secretly making preparations, waiting for the day the emperor would select a concubine.
"This is truly gratifying! I heard that the gold and silver treasures confiscated from the warehouse were piled up like a small mountain. Tsk tsk tsk! No wonder he was the father-in-law of the former emperor; he was truly richer than a country."
As they passed through the crowd, they overheard a woman speaking to several others.
Jiang Shuyue and Qiu Ju exchanged a glance and slowed their pace.
Another person said, "It's not that his family has mountains of gold and silver, but to keep so many servants, all of whom know kung fu, what is he up to?"
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