"An edict was issued to the Grand Tutor, Minister of Works, and Minister of Agriculture, to present their reports in the palace."
After settling Zhang Zhongjing and his apprentice in, Liu Hong had Zhong Yao invite the three of them over to discuss the establishment of a medical school.
After hearing Liu Hong's plan, the three of them unanimously agreed.
After the discussion was completed, Cao Song asked bluntly, "Your Majesty, I wonder if the establishment of the medical academy will be funded by the national treasury or the Imperial Household Department?"
“Of course the national treasury will pay for it, after all, it’s a national project!” Liu Hong couldn’t help but glance at Cao Song.
"But the national treasury is now..."
Cao Song hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Liu Hong.
"Well then... how about this: the expenses for setting up the organization will be covered by the Imperial Household Department, and the salaries of the Doctor and the Commander-in-Chief will be paid by the national treasury?"
Liu Hong rubbed his forehead in exasperation. Ever since the national treasury had some money, the Grand Minister of Agriculture had become increasingly stingy.
"Oh, that's good, that's good."
Cao Song quickly nodded, seemingly afraid that the emperor would regret it.
Seeing Cao Song's appearance, Chen Fan and Hu Guang, who were standing to the side, also suppressed their laughter.
The matter that the emperor and the three dukes had agreed upon could basically be finalized, but Liu Hong still discussed it with the officials at the court meeting and proposed to bestow titles upon some outstanding physicians in order to see the officials' attitude.
To Liu Hong's surprise, most people agreed, and many were even willing to donate money to build a medical school.
In ancient times, the only ways to gain fame were to build bridges and roads and to give alms to people in all directions.
From the perspective of the courtiers, as long as the emperor wasn't building a palace for himself, they wouldn't object to anything else, and the benefits of establishing a medical school were self-evident.
After all, who wouldn't want to live a few more years?
Although a small number of officials felt that it was inappropriate to arbitrarily bestow titles, fortunately the emperor did not say that he would grant official positions, so they did not object.
"Zhicai, wouldn't it be wonderful if all court assemblies were like today?"
Upon returning to Deyang Palace, Liu Hong couldn't help but complain to Xi Zhicai.
Xi Zhicai smiled and said, "Gathering renowned doctors to establish a medical school is, after all, a good thing."
Liu Hong raised an eyebrow, then nodded. "That's right. After all, everyone gets sick sometimes. Bringing famous doctors from all over the country to Luoyang is also beneficial to them! Besides, doctors are only responsible for treating and saving lives, and they pose no threat to them."
"Your Majesty is right!"
Xi Zhicai gave a helpless bitter smile. Although the emperor's words were straightforward, they always hit the nail on the head.
Soon, another imperial edict was issued, requiring local officials to recommend renowned physicians to come to Luoyang to participate in the medical school's examinations. Those who passed the examinations could be admitted to the medical school as doctors and receive a salary from the imperial court.
Furthermore, those who believe themselves to be exceptionally skilled in medicine can also go to Luoyang for the examination. Those who pass will be accepted. As for those who attempt to deceive others, there are plenty of prison cells available in the Sili government.
Moreover, the most attractive point is that it specifically states that those who make significant breakthroughs or discoveries in medical skills can be granted a noble title.
Officials from all over the country, who had finally had some free time, suddenly became busy again.
Meanwhile, Hua Tuo, whom Liu Hong had been searching for, was traveling in Fan County, Qingzhou, accompanied by one of his disciples.
"Master, look how lively it is over at the city gate!"
When the master and his apprentice arrived outside the city gate, they saw a group of people pointing and talking around the notice board at the city gate.
"Let's go! There's nothing to see here."
Hua Tuo seemed uninterested in these things and walked straight into the city.
As they arrived at the city gate, the chatter of the onlookers reached their ears.
"Wow! Establishing a medical school? The emperor not only promised to provide doctors with salaries and medical experiments, but also with noble titles."
"Yes! If only I had known, I would have studied some medical books back then, sigh~"
The two down-on-their-luck students looked at the notice before them and shook their heads with sighs. They couldn't become officials, they couldn't get into the Imperial Guard, and now they couldn't even compare to doctors. Life was so hard...
Upon hearing the conversation between the two, Hua Tuo paused, then walked towards the notice board.
The disciple standing to the side was somewhat taken aback. Didn't they just say there wasn't much to see?
"Walk!"
"Huh? Where are you going? To my mentor?"
The disciple, who had just approached but hadn't even had a chance to read the notice, was once again stunned, staring at Hua Tuo as he turned and left.
Luoyang!
The master and apprentice then headed towards Luoyang.
In early June, Luoyang was bustling with activity. In addition to the young people from all over the country who came to the city one after another, many doctors from the surrounding areas also rushed to Luoyang.
After returning to Luoyang and settling Sun Jian and the others, Zhang Rang immediately hauled dozens of bushels of rice toward the palace.
Since the Imperial Guard Camp had not yet officially opened, the young people who arrived in Luoyang were temporarily housed in the guesthouse. Due to the large number of people and limited rooms, various conflicts were inevitable.
Because of Huang Zhong's special care, Liu Bei was arranged to have a relatively comfortable room. Just as Liu Bei was about to go into the room to rest, a rough voice came from inside.
"Kid, I've got my eye on this room. You can go over there."
Liu Bei frowned, turned his head and saw a boy of about fourteen years old pointing to a room in the corner.
The young man was Hua Xiong from Xiliang. His room was not bad either, but he couldn't stand that this person was brought here personally by a Yulin officer. He guessed that this person must have gotten into the Yulin camp through connections.
Hua Xiong, who had emerged victorious after fierce competition, naturally looked down on such a person, and thus came up to provoke him.
"Do you want to get beaten to a pulp?"
Liu Bei was not a man of good temper. Although Hua Xiong was three years older than him and looked strong and powerful, Liu Bei was still not afraid of him.
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