Chapter 2221: Confucius Is Not as Good as My Teacher

On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, there is light snow.

Li Longji held a court meeting, and a group of ministers reported on their work, while thinking about what to eat as a reward for lunch.

There are no big things, other things are how to give money to the localities. Some places have suffered minor disasters, and a county has been washed away by rain.

If it were a few years ago, I would be worried, how would people live their lives?

Now that I think about it, it’s just money! Next year's rent will be waived, and a local Changping warehouse will be opened. Funds for house reconstruction will be sent along with it, and people will be sent to supervise it.

The requirements are very low, as long as no one dies.

The common people think the same way. Help me build a house so that I can eat, and we will handle the rest ourselves. If we survive this year, we will be fine next year.

Li Longji raised his sleeves to cover himself and yawned. Why is there no passion in this court meeting? Everything was so bland.

The ministers are actually like him, they don't have big things to do, the court has a lot of money, and problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

From time to time, they looked at the seat next to Li Longji, and there was an empty chair in the lower left hand.

There should be someone sitting there, the one who makes the court seem boring. The household department spends money while making money, but the money spent is actually not as much as the money earned.

The chair can be empty, but the person's power cannot be empty.

The person who should be sitting on that chair is currently performing an operation on the little girl Zhuo Zhuo. It is already a very mature operation. Hold a ball.

"Okay! It's going well, hospitalized." Li Yi finished the operation and was about to wake up Zhuo Zhuo and perform surgery under general anesthesia.

Guan Tengshi and her daughter-in-law Guan Luoshi were there to watch the operation, mainly learning about anesthesia.

Guan Teng is a doctor, or witch, from a minority group.

She has a special talent for using medicine, otherwise how could she fool the Tubo generals?

Li Yi wants to train them to become anesthesiologists, who are indispensable during operations.

Even if red envelopes are given to doctors, in addition to the chief surgeon, they are also the anesthesiologists. Sometimes after discussion, the chief surgeon will ask for the red envelopes for the anesthesiologist.

When performing brain surgery, the anesthesiologist is very precise. Everyone's physique is different, and the anesthesiologist can grasp it.

If you say it takes a few seconds to wake up, you will wake up in a few seconds. If you say you feel numb the next second, you will feel numb the next second.

"How much is this?" Li Yi stretched out two fingers in front of the little girl Zhuo Zhuo.

"Two, brother proprietor, have I finished the operation?" The little girl Zhuo Zhuo turned her head and looked around.

"National affairs require people to have the same mind." The little Qingdai girl said from the side.

Zhuo Zhuo's eyes widened: "If you indulge in misunderstandings, treachery will inevitably spread. Chen Boyu's prose! His poem "Deng Youzhou" is also very good. There are no ancients before and no newcomers after. Thinking about the long journey of heaven and earth, I feel sad. Tears!"

"Master, wake up." The little Qingdai girl confirmed.

"Master knows that you have taken care of her in the past few days."

Li Yi turned around and left. He was no longer needed.

"It will be better soon! We both have the same disease. Master found many death row prisoners to practice for me."

The little Qingdai girl smiled and said to Zhuo Zhuo, the same surgery is now easier.

"Isn't there anyone in the DPRK who refuted it? Why can't I hear things clearly with my ears?"

"The anesthetic has not completely worn off yet. It sounds like you are far away. It will be fine after a while. Master is very accurate in using the medicine.

Which minister dares to disagree with treating me? Are there no female relatives in their family who are sick?

All the women in my family have treated their female relatives, and they hope that I will get better and have outstanding medical skills in the future. "

Qingdai explained the situation, which was supported by the ministers.

Can the life and death of a prisoner on death row be the same as the life and death of his own female family members? The ministers know this clearly.

I was only eight years old at that time. I could take pulses and medicines and knew directly who was in trouble.

"I will also study medicine in the future. There are too few female doctors in the Tang Dynasty." Zhuo Zhuo had a new plan.

"Let's talk for a while, and then you take a rest. You're taking medicine now, so try to maintain your thinking and perception."

Qing Dai wants to chat with Zhuo Zhuo, which is good for Zhuo Zhuo. Unless the other person's body can't bear it, then sleep.

"Okay, let's talk about something simple, the Analects of Confucius! The Xiang Dang, Confucius was in the Xiang Dang, Xun Xun Ru Ye, is it going to be a village drinking ceremony?"

Zhuo Zhuo said a few words and remembered the country drinking ceremony before the imperial examination.

"Yes, Zhuangzi paid for it, but Kong Zhongni is actually too artificial. I don't like it very much. It's better to be casual than Master.

Kong Zhongni always wants to reflect his status and make people respect him. In fact, respect is not what he asks for, but what he has done for others?

In my eyes, compared to Master, Kong Zhongni is too arrogant, while Master is more down-to-earth.

What Kong Zhongni was fighting for was to fight for the seats of scholar-bureaucrats, and to be at the top. What the master is fighting for is to fight for the seats of the people's meals, and to moisturize things silently.

Kong Zhongni has no talent for governing the country and no ability to teach the people. Compared with his master, how can his shining light compete with the sun and the moon? "

Qing Dai humiliated Confucius. The master was doing what Confucius could do, and Confucius couldn't do what the master could do.

"At least in terms of medical treatment, I think Brother Dong is better than Kong Zhongni.

But next year we will have a good talk about the Analects in the imperial examination. We are both prime ministers and ministers. They are superior. Just in case..."

"Don't talk nonsense, little girl. As a prime minister, I can eat people?" A voice suddenly appeared.

"Grandpa Bi, please keep your voice down. Sister Zhuo Zhuo just woke up."

Qing Dai is unhappy, who let others in?

"Yes, I realize my mistake. Isn't this because I know that there is another child with the same disease as you? UU Reading www.uukanshu.net I just finished the morning and will go back for dinner soon. Let's take a look first."

Bi Gou apologized with a smile. He knew the rules of the hospital.

The other people nodded, yes, we will leave in a while and go to eat.

"Grandpa Bi, do you want to take in a disciple?" Qingdai understood in an instant.

"Qingdai, you and Guizang have photographic memories and can read ten lines at a glance. I really can't teach you. Isn't it a little bit worse... No, it's more suitable!"

Bi Gou really meant that, take in a disciple, hurry up and grab it.

"Sister Zhuozhuo, how long do you study every day?" Qingdai asked Zhuozhuo.

"I am always tired, and I have to help with housework. I can't study for an hour a day. Fortunately, the teacher does not count the class hours, but only the assessment, so I can get the first place in the county school."

The little girl Zhuozhuo replied, I can study for an hour a day, thank the teacher.

"One hour?" The little girl Qingdai was stunned. You only study for two hours a day, and then you get the first place in the official school of Chang'an County?

"Junior brother, junior brother, come here, let me show you, aren't you always crazy?" Qingdai called people.

"Senior sister, I'm here. How can I be arrogant?"

Li Guizang's voice appeared. He was squatting in the corner, studying on a tablet computer, looking very aggrieved.

At this moment, his fingers were sliding back and forth, and it felt like he was drawing circles.

Bi Gou looked in the direction of the voice and was stunned. Why did this genius child look like this?

"Gui Zang, you..." Song Jing was also surprised.

"Oh, Prime Minister Song, I want to study now. I have fallen behind too much. How can I catch up? I will sleep one hour less tonight. I have to study."

Li Guizang glanced at Song Jing and continued to slide back and forth with his head down.

"The Li family manor is simply not a place for people to live."

Su Yan, who was born a genius, was at a loss. Is this the next wave going to beat the previous wave to death on the beach?