Physician of the Song Dynasty: Zhang Kai and Li Qingzhao have a private life-long contract

Fan Fuzhong!

"Quickly, the charcoal-saving stove must be installed properly without any negligence."

Fan Zheng had just returned home when he heard Ma's urging voice.

"Mother, what are you doing?" Fan Zheng watched in surprise as his mother directed the servants to put the charcoal-saving stove into his room. All the layouts in the house had been updated, which was very different from the original layout.

Ma rolled her eyes at Fan Zheng and said, "What else can I do? Of course I'm decorating your wedding room!"

"Wedding room? It's too early!" Fan Zheng said with a slight blush.

According to the agreement between him and Li Qingzhao, he would marry Li Qingzhao after he turned eighteen on the fifth day of February, his birthday. It's only the twelfth lunar month now, and there are still two full months left.

"Two months is still early! Most people don't make preparations for getting married, and there is also the Chinese New Year in the middle, so be prepared to be prepared." Ma said decisively.

Now that her husband is the magistrate of Kaifeng, her son is the head of the medical family, a celebrity in the official family, and her soon-to-be daughter-in-law is Li Qingzhao, the most talented woman in the Song Dynasty who is famous all over the world, Ma can be proud and proud among the ladies of Kaifeng City.

I would like to ask which daughter-in-law of a wealthy family in Bianjing can compare with her daughter-in-law who has never married into her family. Naturally, Mrs. Ma is particularly worried about her son's marriage and started preparing for next year's wedding early.

"Preparing for your marriage is your mother's greatest joy, let her do it!" Fan Chunli said helplessly after returning from the Yamen and seeing this scene.

Not only Fan Zheng's room, but also his study and bedroom have already installed charcoal-saving stoves.

The father and son looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and came to the study room at the same time, giving Ma the space to fully develop.

In the study, the charcoal stove had already been lit, and the whole study was warm.

"You did a good job on this matter!"

Feeling the warmth in the study, Fan Chunli gave a rare compliment.

The introduction of the charcoal-saving stove not only solved the heating problem of the people, but also solved the harm of charcoal poisoning. It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.

"Father, it's only the doctor's responsibility to reward me!" Fan Zheng shook his head.

Fan Chunli praised, and then said with a straight face: "But don't put yourself in danger again in the future. If the charcoal poison leaves sequelae, your mother may be very sad."

Although Fan Chunli was quite proud of his son's achievements, as a father, how could he not be worried when he heard that Fan Zheng had repeatedly put himself in danger?

Fan Zheng nodded and said: "Father, don't worry, although the doctors' experiments may seem extremely risky, they are all within control."

Fan Chunli was helpless.

Thinking back to the beginning, Fan Zheng's evil prescriptions made him fearful. Now that Fan Zheng has proven himself with his medical skills, he can no longer discipline him.

"My son is returning home today because he has important matters to discuss with his father!" Fan Zheng said solemnly.

"Oh!"

Fan Chunli raised his eyebrows and waited for Fan Zheng to continue.

Fan Zheng asked: "I wonder how my father plans to govern Kaifeng City? Should he follow Xiao's rules and follow Cao's instructions, or should he follow the example of Bozhou and go one step further?"

"Xiao Gui Cao Sui!"

"Fire Bozhou!"

Fan Chunli couldn't help but be shocked. He naturally knew what Fan Zheng meant.

Xiao Gui and Cao Sui naturally continued to follow the policies of Su Song's reign. Although the merits were not obvious, the victory was stability.

If you imitate Bozhou, you may achieve great success, but of course you may fail in your success.

"So what if I imitate Bozhou? What if Xiao Gui and Cao Sui followed?" Fan Chunli asked rhetorically.

Fan Zhengdao said: "If his father chooses Xiao Gui and Cao Sui, the child will naturally not say much. But the prefect of Kaifeng will probably be the greatest achievement of his father's life."

Fan Chunli nodded slightly. He naturally knew that his appointment as the prefect of Kaifeng was due to Fan Zheng's initiative to support Bozhou's pharmaceutical industry. With his own efforts alone, I am afraid it would still take several years of hard work.

"So what if we imitate Bozhou? The medical family already has four medical centers. How can we build another medical center in Kaifeng?" Fan Chunli asked rhetorically.

Fan Zheng shook his head and said: "Kaifeng is the capital of the Song Dynasty, so it is naturally impossible to become a new medicine capital. However, if my father chooses to follow the example of Bozhou, there is still a way to heal the city here. My father will follow the instructions and manage Kaifeng City with medical principles. In the future, you may not be able to enter the imperial court, be granted the title of Marquis and become the Prime Minister."

After saying that, Fan Zheng took out a thick stack of manuscripts from his arms and handed them to Fan Chunli.

"Govern Kaifeng City with the medical philosophy. Do you want your father to join the Medical Party?" Fan Chunli was shocked and did not take the manuscript.

He naturally knew that the three parties in the DPRK and China were working hard, but he did not expect that Fan Zheng was going to drag his father into the water. However, since ancient times, sons have followed their fathers, so there is no reason for fathers to follow their sons.

Fan Zheng shook his head and said: "The child will naturally not influence his father's decision, but the child has personally formed the medical party. No matter how much the father avoids suspicion, he will probably not be able to escape his involvement!"

Fan Chunli suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth and felt deeply powerless. What Fan Zheng said was true. Now that the three parties in the imperial court were working hard and the medical family was at its peak, he, as Fan Zheng's father, had no chance to take sides.

At that moment, Fan Chunli had no choice but to take Fan Zheng's recipe for medical treatment. When he opened it and took a look, he couldn't help but blurt out.

"Public restrooms and parks!"

Fan Zheng nodded and said: "Public toilets are the second place in the medical city. According to doctors, human excrement is the most likely thing to spread diseases. Ascariasis is the best example. Kaifeng City has a population of one million, and the amount of human waste produced every day is There is so much filth in the city that public toilets are indispensable in order to keep Kaifeng, a city with a population of over one million, clean and away from all sources of disease."

Fan Chunli frowned and said, "What about the park?"

Fan Zheng explained: "Parkside is the third party of the Medical City! The public toilets treat the causes of diseases, while the Park treats the heart diseases of Kaifeng people, and the second party of the Medical City cooperates with the third party. This allows the Medical City recipe to have the best effect.”

Fan Chunli was his father, so Fan Zheng naturally would not hide his secrets and directly revealed all the methods for future generations to build cities.

"What's the heart disease of the people in Kaifeng?" Fan Chunli asked in confusion. In his opinion, the heart disease was caused by Su Dun's inability to write poems, and he finally got into trouble. How could the people of Kaifeng have heart disease?

Fan Zheng shook his head and said: "Living in the city of Kaifeng is not easy. One of the reasons is that housing prices are high. Another reason is that the houses in Kaifeng are so densely packed and the city is bustling with traffic that the pastoral scenery has been completely lost."

"Pastoral scenery?" Fan Chunli frowned.

"While picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see Nanshan Mountain. Everyone has a pastoral heart. Many literati like to go out in spring to pick green flowers and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the mountains. Don't the people of Kaifeng have such needs?" Fan Zheng asked rhetorically.

Fan Chunli was silent for a moment.

"The people have been running around for a living without any chance to breathe, and they are naturally extremely depressed. However, Bian Garden, which is relatively popular in the city, is a place for literary circles and is not open to the public at all. The people of Kaifeng are very tired and even more tired. "

Fan Chunli nodded slightly. What Fan Zheng said was not an exaggeration. Kaifeng City seemed prosperous, but it had lost its forest and pastoral scenery. For ordinary people, they had to run around all day long without a chance to breathe.

"If my father follows the example of Bian Garden and builds parks in various districts of Kaifeng City, allowing any Kaifeng people to come and go freely, and equipped with public toilets and Cuju courts, Kaifeng City will definitely become a livable city, allowing people to have a place to rest. "It is not impossible that Kaifeng City will surpass Chang'an and Luoyang during the Han and Tang Dynasties in the future and become the number one city throughout the ages." Fan Zheng said proudly.

Fan Chunli's breath suddenly stagnated, and he couldn't help but fall into longing. If he followed Fan Zheng's method of healing the city and built Kaifeng City into the first city through the ages, he would definitely leave his name in history along with this city.