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Outside the capital city of Jing Kingdom, there is a certain high mountain.

The hillside is steep, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the narrow mountain road is full of devout Haotian believers.

They prostrated themselves on the ground, touched the stone steps of the mountain road with their foreheads and lips, and kowtowed to the large-scale, majestic Haotian Taoist Temple on the top of the mountain.

Among these believers, there are rich and powerful people with golden hats and mink fur, and beggars with ragged clothes and sores on their bodies.

They were so devout, they didn't make any sound, they just kowtowed quietly.

In the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, the black-haired young man in a luxurious Taoist robe ignored the dense crowd of believers at the foot of the mountain and looked at the Neo-Confucian publications on the table.

Yu Feiyu, the deputy envoy of Cardinal Juyu, is also one of the leaders of the Hao Angel Regiment.

Brush pull.

He was flipping through scientific journals, and there were vivid and vivid animal anatomy diagrams printed on the paper, his brows were slightly wrinkled.

Anatomy, this proper term only became popular in Yu State a year ago.

Different from Paoding Jieniu and butchers slaughtering livestock,

Anatomy is to disassemble the body of an animal to study the size, location, function, and mechanism of each internal organ. It is a means rather than an end.

cattle, sheep, horses, donkeys

It took nearly half a year for the Xuegong Science Journal to plan a large-scale special topic and establish an anatomical system of common livestock. .

The different functions of the four stomachs of cattle, the principle of sheep rumination, the bone density of chickens and ducks

Usually, even butchers, or even leisurely scholar-bureaucrats, would not spend energy researching this information, but the Academy did just that.

and the authors of these articles.

Yu Feiyu stared at the word Li Ang in the column of the name of the article, frowning, and remained silent.

Light laughter came from the distance of the Taoist temple, interrupting Yu Feiyu's thoughts.

He closed the book unhappily, straightened his robes, pushed the door and walked towards the direction where the laughter came from.

The one who laughed was a young man wearing the Taoist robe of Haotian,

He was leaning against the beams and pillars of the gazebo, with a lazy posture, and he was happily talking to his companions. He also held a scientific publication in his hand.

Chen Pei, what are you talking about?

Yu Feiyu approached and asked peacefully.

Deputy Envoy Yu.

Seeing Yu Feiyu coming, the young man named Bian Chenpei put away his sitting posture, suppressed his smile a little, coughed lightly and said, We are laughing at Yu Guoxue Palace. They don't practice hard, or engage in their Neo-Confucianism, but study it. He sold poultry and livestock, and prescribed medicine to pigs in a serious manner.

Five qian of dried tangerine peel, three qian of licorice, and ginger juice are used as primers, decocted in water, and can cure stomach problems caused by eating moldy and rotten forage in pigs.

It's just ridiculous.

A young man named Bian Chenpei grinned, frivolously raising the Neo-Confucian journal in his hand.

A group of monks who were supposed to comprehend the truth of heaven and earth and search for the gift of Haotian went to study and prescribe medicine for pigs. In the eyes of monks from other countries, it was indeed absurd and magical.

Is it funny?

There was not much smile on Yu Feiyu's face, and he glanced at the small group of teenagers and girls present, The school finds ways to treat sick poultry and livestock, which can save farmers who have suffered losses and strengthen the country's strength.

It's just fishing for fame.

The rest of the people did not dare to speak, but Bian Chenpei twitched the corner of his mouth, There are not enough doctors in Yu Country to treat people, let alone to treat pigs.

Could it be that the doctors of Jing Guo and Zhou Guo are enough?

Yu Feiyu glanced at him, Bian Chenpei's father was the head of the three deputy envoys who tried the cardinal, and he was the most likely candidate to succeed the cardinal in the future, so he dared to speak to himself like this.

Or,

Yu Feiyu's expression was indifferent, and he asked: Do you think that the midwifery forceps and allicin invented by Li Ang in the school are all for fame?

He is only at the same age as you, and now he is famous all over the country of Yu, even in the country of Far West.

Midwifery forceps rescue women from the misery of childbirth. And his allicin is regarded as a miracle medicine by the kings and nobles, as well as by the common people.

The others present were silent.

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Bian Chenpei did not refute, but the corners of his mouth were still drawn, obviously not convinced.

His father was the Deputy Envoy of the Judgment Cardinal, and her mother was an aristocrat of the Zhou Kingdom, and he was the proud son of heaven above ten thousand people.

How can a poor boy from the countryside achieve greater achievements than him.

Flowers in the greenhouse.

Yu Feiyu secretly sighed in his heart, Mount Taihao is the center of Haotian Daomen,

Those who can study here, or the children of cardinals, priests, and priests in the Taoist sect,

Or the children of royal families from all over the world,

Or a genius who has shown excellent cultivation talent since childhood and was brought to Taihao Mountain.

Such a group of teenagers and girls have been isolated from the outside world since they were young, learning the methods of cultivation, and learning from Haotian classics,

The cognition of ordinary people's life is all on paper.

They are used to being worshiped and admired by mortals, and they grow into monks step by step according to expectations. They will not get sick, and even rarely get injured. They are completely unaware of the effects of forceps and allicin.

When you arrive in Chang'an, remember that your words and deeds represent Haotian Daomen and Mount Taihao.

Yu Feiyu said indifferently: You have received the best education since childhood, whether it is poetry, calligraphy and painting, rhythm, braiding talent, or cultivation, you must win the school disciples, and you must win the beauty.

Don't let your teachers and parents down.

Deputy Envoy Yu.

Bian Chenpei narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and asked, Will Li Ang, the schoolmaster, also participate in this exchange?

Yu Feiyu paused, then said lightly: Maybe, maybe not.

Xuegong students don't start to formally practice until they are thirteen or fourteen years old, and even though Li Ang is the number one scholar in the academy, it is rumored that his spiritual talent is not good.

Now in the second year of school, he should still be in hiding.

The school is supported by the whole country of Yu, and Mount Taihao gathers the resources of all the countries in the world that believe in Haotian.

If it is said that the students of the Academy are one in a million, then the geniuses of Taihao Mountain will only be better.

It's a hiding place.

Bian Chenpei elongated his voice slightly, his eyes were shining with light, his palms were slightly open, and he was playing with a small dagger that was floating and spinning rapidly, Ha ha.