Sun Miaoqing tugged at Da Pangju's sleeve, her face showing a mixture of hesitation and something unsaid. Although she didn't speak, her expression clearly conveyed the message that she had something to say.
The big, fat orange cat said, "Just say what you have to say. Why are you pulling on my clothes? It doesn't know what you're trying to say!"
Sun Miaoqing said aggrievedly, "I do have some things I want to say, but I don't know if I should say them."
[Big Fat Orange, speak up! Say I'll pardon you! I don't believe you're not curious!]
The chubby orange cat deliberately said, "If I don't know whether I should say it or not, then I know it. Even if I say it, I won't like to hear it. In that case, there's no need to say it."
He was very curious, but he just enjoyed seeing Sun Miaoqing's annoyed and frustrated expression.
Even if she doesn't say a word, he'll know just by thinking about it!
[...That chubby orange cat is so unpredictable! I'm furious!]
I don't follow the rules, but I hate people like Big Fat Orange who don't follow the rules the most...
Sun Miaoqing pulled on the big fat orange's sleeve with several times more force than before.
"I didn't mention a single word, and you already knew you didn't want to hear it. You've been going to Sister An's place a lot these days. Do you think that now that you have someone new, you no longer need me, your old servant?"
"Your Majesty is biased; I can't even say a word!"
If just moments ago it was a gentle, flowing stream of affection, now it's a raging river of mud and sand, pulling the big, fat orange cat so hard it's bent sideways, its clothes all disheveled.
Fortunately, Zhang Mi had already been sent away, and the old woman also carried the unconscious Fifth Prince away.
Besides Sun Miaoqing and Da Pangju, the room was filled with people like Su Peisheng and Linglan who served her personally.
Big Fat Orange clung tightly to its clothes, trying to prevent Sun Miaoqing from tearing them off, and said...
"Let go, let go..."
"You servants are all watching, what kind of behavior is this!"
Why didn't you talk about propriety when you were in my bed?
Big Fat Orange: →_→ How can that be the same!
Sun Miaoqing stopped pulling and gently straightened Da Pangju's clothes, while stroking his large chest a few times.
The chubby orange said, "When have I ever been biased? Even if I were, it would be towards you."
"Among the newcomers who entered the palace on the same day, you are already a principal consort! Even the others, including the Borjigit, are still only noble ladies."
"Ask Su Peisheng, when have I ever treated anyone else like you?"
Su Peisheng said, "This servant has served His Majesty for decades and has never seen anyone whom His Majesty favors more than you!"
"Even Consort Hua back then was far inferior to her."
Sun Miaoqing said, "Then Your Majesty must continue to pamper me like this. If Your Majesty changes your mind in the future, I am not a quiet person like Consort Jing."
"Your Majesty, I will make sure you never have a moment's peace!!"
The chubby orange cat said, "Aren't you already causing me endless trouble?"
"Alright, you're always chattering away. Say what you want to say, I'll forgive you."
Sun Miaoqing said, "I just heard His Majesty say that the imperial physicians should be sent to become itinerant doctors, so I suddenly had an idea."
The chubby orange cat asked, "What idea?"
Sun Miaoqing said, "I think that medicine and studying are actually the same. In addition to talent and the teachings of a famous teacher, one must also travel thousands of miles."
"Although there are many princes and nobles, compared with the common people of the world, they are not even a drop in the ocean."
"Furthermore, wealthy families have no shortage of food and clothing and take great care of their health. How many difficult or complicated diseases could they possibly have?"
"Unlike those poor people who can only endure illness, or seek out folk remedies, or go up the mountain to collect herbs and take them according to the experience passed down from generation to generation."
"By the time it becomes a chronic illness and you go to the doctor for medicine, it is usually too late, or even if there is a prescription that can save your life, you may not be able to afford it."
"As the ruler of the country, Your Majesty is supported by the people and should work for their well-being. Why not send those doctors who are about to become imperial physicians, as well as medical officers, to serve in places with harsher conditions for three years to provide free medical services to the people and train local doctors?"
"This will not only hone the medical skills of these imperial physicians, enabling them to better serve the emperor, but also benefit the people, so that everyone in the world will be grateful for the emperor's benevolence."
After a moment of contemplation, the chubby orange-haired emperor realized that this was indeed a major event that would benefit the country and its people. If it could be implemented nationwide, this alone would make him a figure of great historical significance.
But getting these imperial physicians to willingly endure three years of hardship in a bitterly cold place is no easy feat.
Moreover, the relationship between master and disciple is often no different from that between father and son. Although he held a high position in the imperial court, he also knew that it was not an easy thing for ordinary people to become disciples.
In the Prince's mansion, newly accepted apprentices had to serve their masters foot baths for a year and do odd jobs for ten years.
Only when everyone is satisfied will a teacher teach seriously. Even then, it's not guaranteed that every student will receive a complete and thorough instruction.
He could certainly issue an imperial decree to send people there. But what's the point if they're unwilling and can't achieve anything?
Ultimately, the difficulty boils down to money...
Big Fat Orange lamented in his heart, "My Emperor, how could you be so extravagant!"
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