After two consecutive spring rains, the capital city became filled with the atmosphere of spring overnight, and the camellia flowers in Guanghua Temple were in full bloom.
The first batch of doctors who learned the smallpox vaccination technique also passed the test successfully. They hung the Jiulingtang vaccination sign in front of their own clinics and were allowed to accept people for vaccination. In addition to the vaccination technique, they were also taught the Guanghua Temple's experience in treating children with smallpox.
Because of vaccination, other children no longer had to avoid smallpox, so children with smallpox could go directly to the hospital for treatment.
The monks who had been expelled from Guanghua Temple finally returned, and after a month and a half, the sounds of incense, bells, and chanting of sutras reappeared in the temple.
Liu'er was holding an umbrella, and the girl walking down the stairs under the umbrella suddenly stopped and looked back.
"The monks of Guanghua Temple are chanting scriptures and performing rituals for the deceased sick children." said Doctor Feng who was following behind.
"Shopkeeper Liu also donated money for incense." Chen Qi added.
A stele was erected in the temple for this purpose, and the abbot of Guanghua Temple personally wrote the "Notes on Smallpox" on it. The names of Miss Jun, Doctor Feng and others were all on it.
Miss Jun smiled, retracted her gaze and continued to walk down the stairs.
The soldiers and Jinyiwei outside the temple had already been withdrawn, and there was an unprecedented quietness in here.
But when we arrived at the city gate, it was still very lively. Even though it was raining, there were still many carriages and horses coming in and out, and many of them had government signs.
"These are the doctors who left Beijing for various provincial capitals. Most of them should have left by today." said old doctor Feng.
Although many places wanted Doctor Feng to go, in view of the importance of vaccination, the Hanlin Academy suggested to the emperor that a special smallpox department be established to be responsible for arranging smallpox vaccination matters in various places. The emperor agreed and approved Doctor Feng to take charge of the matter.
Doctor Feng got the status of a medical officer. Although it was only a low-ranking official position, it was still an official position.
For him, who wanted his descendants to all be osteopaths, this was something he could never have dreamed of.
"Actually, Miss Jun, you should be the medical officer." Although several days had passed, Old Doctor Feng could not hide his excitement, and said with a bit of shame.
Miss Jun smiled.
"You can do this job, I don't have to do it." She still said the same thing.
Doctor Feng knew her temper and stopped being polite. Besides, it didn't matter who held the position. The people knew very well who had done it.
"Miss Jun is back!"
I don't know who saw it first and shouted, and the originally crowded city gate suddenly made way, and everyone looked at her excitedly and happily.
Just like the bell doctor who first appeared in the market, he was of course the famous bell doctor, not the bell doctor who was initially regarded as a kidnapper and swindler.
Thinking of what happened back then, Miss Jun smiled a rare playful smile that was rarely seen on a young girl.
"Thank you for your hard work, Miss Jun."
"Thank you, Miss Jun."
The same words kept coming into their ears from men, women, old and young along the way, and the roads automatically made way for their vehicles to pass, until they came to a street that was blocked. Although it was drizzling, the street was crowded with people, umbrellas colliding, and there were constant sounds of cursing, laughter and shouting, as if a melee was going on.
"What's going on?" Liu'er said, sounding a little unhappy because these people didn't pay any attention to the young lady.
Old Doctor Feng was stunned for a moment.
"Today is March 18th." He patted his head, and with a hint of realization, "The Imperial College has announced the results."
Miss Jun also seemed to be suddenly aware of something and looked forward from under the umbrella.
"It's really true that one loses track of time in the mountains. It turns out that the Ministry of Rites examination has already ended." She said, looking at the surging crowd and the occasional cheers and cries. One could imagine how many people in front of the list had their emotions stirred.
She suddenly thought of that young man who could express his love for a girl calmly and easily.
"I wonder how Mr. Ning did in the exam?" she said.
The Jiuling Hall seemed even quieter with the drizzling spring rain.
"The lady is back!"
Liu'er's shout rang out at the door.
Fang Jinxiu, who was standing in the hall, stood up with some surprise and looked at the girl who walked in.
"Why didn't you say anything?" she blurted out, and looked outside. There were only the master and servant, not even Chen Qi.
"Chen Lin and Doctor Feng went to the Imperial Academy." Miss Jun said, "In order to promote smallpox vaccination, there are many things to prepare. He went to help Doctor Feng."
Fang Jinxiu nodded.
"Vaccination is both easy and difficult. We have to be careful to prevent thieves from taking advantage of people's eagerness and affecting the effectiveness of vaccination," she said.
From the initial people buying the queue numbers to the current rumors that some people are also secretly developing smallpox vaccines.
Although Miss Jun only told the origin of the smallpox vaccine to a dozen people including Doctor Feng, and these people also swore not to tell it to anyone else, the principle of vaccination to fight poison with poison was told to many people.
This principle makes it easy for people to know what to do, but we are afraid that it will lead to cruel consequences.
"I have already told this to Doctor Feng and others. They will arrange officials to conduct a thorough investigation," said Miss Jun.
Fang Jinxiu knew that she must have made arrangements for these things, so she mentioned it once and never mentioned it again. Although she had been relieved for a long time, she still breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Miss Jun standing in front of her, and she sighed for some reason.
Miss Jun looked at her and smiled.
"Are you too tired?" she asked.
Frightened and anxious, one crisis after another comes.
Fang Jinxiu rolled her eyes at her.
"Just so you know," she said.
As we were talking and laughing, someone ran in from outside.
"Miss Jun, I got it." he shouted.
Fang Jinxiu's eyebrows twitched when she was called. She recognized this guy as one of Chen Qi's followers.
What's the riddle? What's the problem? I just came back...
"How much?" Miss Jun understood the meaning of this riddle very well and looked at the follower with a smile.
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Although Ning Yan's mansion is not as spacious as the old house in Yangcheng, it is also exquisite and elegant. At this time, the small bridge and flowing water in the backyard are even more pleasing to the eye in the drizzling spring rain.
However, Ning Yunzhao and Ning Yan, who were sitting in the pavilion at this time, had no interest in enjoying the scenery.
The two men sat opposite each other, with pens, ink, paper and inkstone in front of them. There were already two or three sheets of paper covered with words on the desk. Ning Yan was holding one and reading it, while Ning Yunzhao was still writing seriously.
One was reading and the other was writing. Soon Ning Yan finished reading the three sheets of paper on the desk, and Ning Yunzhao also stopped writing.
Ning Yan picked it up without waiting for Mo Gan and read it attentively.
"Although you only got third place in the Ministry of Rites exam, nothing is certain until the palace exam." He said, "I won't comment on these essays yet. You can revise them yourself. When you bring them to me in the evening, we'll discuss the details."
Ning Yunzhao answered yes, stood up to see him off, and watched Ning Yan leave in the drizzle without an umbrella.
Xiao Ding, who was standing far away, peeked in.
Ning Yunzhao smiled and waved to him. Xiao Ding immediately came over happily, his face full of excitement.
Compared to those who were looking at the list outside, Ning Yunzhao knew his ranking yesterday.
I got third place in the Ministry of Rites exam.
This means that he will definitely be in the top ten in the palace examination.
Although the palace examination was only a few days away, Ning Yan still immediately sent the results of the Ministry of Rites examination to his family by post horse, and naturally reminded them not to lose their composure in the letter, although he could have waited until the palace examination was over before sending the final news back, in which case he would not have had to give this reminder.
However, the future of the Ning family's children is related to the continuation of the Ning family's glory. Even Ning Yan, who has been in the officialdom for many years, cannot avoid losing his composure.
Ning Yan couldn't do it, let alone his servant Xiao Ding.
"Sir, what do you want to eat? I'll go outside and buy something for you." He said in a low voice.
In order to prepare for the palace examination, Ning Yunzhao has been no more relaxed these days than before and has a lot of homework to do.
"I'm not a greedy kid." Ning Yunzhao said with a smile, "I don't want to eat anything."
Xiao Ding said "oh" and rubbed his hands, feeling a little unsteady on his feet. He always felt that he should do something. Then he heard the young master's voice again.
"What's going on at Guanghua Temple?"
Xiao Ding stopped and said "oh", he suddenly thought of a poem, "The only way to relieve worries is to drink Du Kang."