I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

In addition, Yuan Muren will make a bigu every three days, and every other week, he will listen to the performances of the "officials" in the thatched hut with the etiquette of the chrysanthemum puppet dynasty, and learn about world affairs. "

"Oh, are those courtiers reliable?" Zhu Fugui asked.

"Reliable, reliable, they are all old actors."

Sotna assured, "The disobedient ones have been dealt with long ago, and the others have also taken the shares of Genji Fisheries Co., Ltd., so they will definitely not talk nonsense."

"That's good."

Zhu Fugui nodded, thinking that it was not bad for the ambitious Emperor Meiji to live in a dream.

Today, he has not left Zhangzi Island for seven years.

Everything he knows about the outside world is through newspapers and dictation by "couriers".

In Yuan Muren's cognition, although Baoming is cruel, in Japan, people with lofty ideals who miss the Chrysanthemum Dynasty are also accumulating strength.

And the external situation is also very good.

Taking advantage of this outbreak of war between the Ming Dynasty and the Western powers, Prince Suo of the Qing Empire has already crossed the Yalu River with a hundred thousand soldiers, driving the Ming forces out of the Korean peninsula.

At the same time, with the support of his steady stream of abalone money, the forces loyal to him for the restoration of the country have carried out ninja actions such as arson, poisoning, and explosions in various places in Mingming, which tore the liver and gallbladder of Ming Emperor Zhu Fugui.

The situation of offense and defense is different when the benevolence and justice are not implemented.

It is already a mud-footed giant in the waning days of the west, everywhere is the smoke of war, and there are rebellions everywhere.

The collapse of the Ming Empire may be in sight!

According to the information fed back by his courtiers, Yuan Muren believes that as long as he finds ways to improve the abalone farming technology and increase the output per unit of abalone, then he can summon [-] warriors in Liaodong in three to five years, or in one or two years. Cross the sea and restore the country.

So everything, in the final analysis, is to raise abalone well!

Yuan Muren is like Murong Fu, for the sake of his ancestors' foundation and the dream of being an emperor, he has entered a state of bewilderment.

Happier than Murong Fu, Yuan Muren felt that his success was just around the corner.

Just try harder, try harder...

"Tsk tsk!"

Listening to Sotna's introduction, Zhu Fugui felt that Yuan Muren didn't fall down under the ravages of the "summer camp fitness method", and successfully grew into a doctor of fisheries. It has to be said that the spiritual power is powerful.

It's a pity that everything he pursued so diligently turned out to be nothing but empty sighs.

Zhu Fugui couldn't imagine how the spiritual world would collapse if one day Yuan Muren came into contact with the real world and knew the truth of this world.

Going crazy like Murong Fu is probably considered light, right?

Zhu Fugui is a benevolent king, so he naturally doesn't want to see this kind of thing happen.

Turning his head, he took the freshly made West Lake fish soup from Yin Susu and put it aside calmly, then changed the subject and said, "Xia'er, Yinhu is in charge of the Culture Bureau of the Ministry of Rites? You are very close to her." Are you familiar?"

Bai Xiaer nodded.

Back then when I came to Daming, it was with the help of sisters Yinhu and Yinli that I successfully integrated into the life of Fengdu, and was able to play the role of Tian Chuan, and met Zhu Fugui again.

It can be said that Yinhu is half of his matchmaker.

Of course, as Yin Hu's elder brother, Yin Were must be more familiar, but since becoming the commander of Jin Yiwei, Yin Were hasn't even had much contact with his own sister.

This can be regarded as the pain of being a lonely minister.

Zhu Fugui naturally saw these credits.

Unlike Mo Bai and Morishita, who are vigorous and vigorous, Yin Were does not show his mountains and dews. In fact, he is the second highest rank in the Ming Army after Qi Wenchang.

In short, Zhu Fugui is still used to let Bai Xia'er take care of his contacts with cultural outlets, especially about movies.

"You should also know about Yuan Muren, right?"

Zhu Fugui sighed, and said, "This kid is so pitiful. I can't bear it... I can't bear to waste his talent. Besides farming aquatic products, he should have more talents, such as making movies. He doesn't give What a pity that the common people of Ming Dynasty created cultural products!"

"Movie?"

Bai Xia'er was stunned, "Is that short, thin, and ugly Japanese man? Let him play Tu Xingsun? Is the filming of "Fengshen Yanyi" going to start? The "Sculpture Trilogy" hasn't been finished yet." !"

"No, it's "Fengshen Yanyi". The cost is too high. It's not suitable for wartime now. What I want to make is a low-cost movie, the kind with a camera."

Zhu Fugui shook his head, and said, "Besides, this is not a movie in the ordinary sense, it's a documentary, or a documentary movie, I've already thought of the name, it's called Truman's World... Ah no, it's "Muren's Life" World", let me talk about the specific shooting method..."

Chapter 681 Move 0.23 cm to the left

Led by the Cultural Department of the Ministry of Rites, a professional photography team will go to Zhangzi Island after training.

Zhu Fugui learned that this team had been stationed in Huangshi for a long time and had rich experience in shooting wild animals.

They will faithfully record the days and nights spent by Muren Fisheries Co., Ltd. President Gen Muren on Zhangzi Island.

This will be an important material for valuable anthropology, psychology, telekinetics, and chakra studies.

Zhu Fugui originally planned to give Yuan Muren a wife.

Before the Ming Dynasty carried out various actions on Wajima, some Meiji princesses sold themselves to Nanyang as in history.

Zhu Fugui intends to find a reliable top card in it and give her the task of closely monitoring Yuan Muren.

But after thinking about it later, for Yuan Muren's small body who was hungry for two meals a day and bigu once every three days, doing so might not help him, but hurt him.

So I gave up.

After staying in Beiping City for another two days, the time has come to the end of August in the 11th year of Dewu.

Zhu Fugui and his family took the train to Shijiazhuang.

The locomotives produced by the British were slightly behind those produced by Xinlu. It took Zhu Fugui nearly 10 hours to arrive in Shijiazhuang.

This is a new city, and Zhu Fugui is very optimistic about it.

Shijiazhuang will be the second largest city in the north of the Yellow River next to Tianjin in the future.

But now it is just a huge construction site.

The large-scale engineering equipment of the Royal Building Bureau is working here day and night.

When Zhu Fugui and his party walked out of Shijiazhuang Railway Station, the first thing they saw was a roofed building in the distance.

According to visual inspection, this building has at least a dozen floors and is 40 meters high.

Such a building is a big project even in Fengdu.

It is an absolute landmark building in this pioneering city of Shijiazhuang.

The plastered walls of the new building gleamed in the sun, and a large red gourd marked its identity.

The landmark building in Shijiazhuang, the First Affiliated Hospital of the North China Branch of Guozijian and Shijiazhuang Baixiaer Hospital, has been erected.

Bai Xiaer excitedly pulled Zhu Fugui to see the hospital named after her.

When the group arrived, Zhu Fugui saw that the walls of the hospital were already full of people.

These people wore uniform blue Ge robes and carried a small medicine box on their backs. There was a red gourd logo on the medicine box, and on the back and chest of the Ge robes.

Apparently, these young and old, are newly recruited doctors in training.

They were sitting on the assigned ponytails, listening to Dean Dong Wei's lecture on the high platform seriously.

Not counting Li Chunfa, Xiongfengshan, and Wu Renji who fooled people, Dong Wei was the first doctor in Ming Dynasty to obtain the qualification certificate of chief physician.

He was born as a pig butcher, and he also followed Zhu Fugui's old team very early. In his early years, he was the roommate of Professor Xia Zhixin, the first archaeologist in Ming Dynasty.

At this time, Dong Wei was only 35-[-] years old, in the prime of life.

He stood on a high platform, with several assistants holding a pig's chest, and explained the operation method of intestinal abscess, which is acute appendicitis, in a strict manner.

Although the conditions were simple, he explained every link of disinfection, anesthesia, surgery, and suture very carefully.

Zhu Fugui roughly counted, there were at least [-] interns on the playground.

This kind of teaching effect will definitely not be very good, but considering the current situation of poor medical conditions in rural areas in North China, it is helpless and necessary to mass-produce barefoot doctors in this way.

Dong Wei and his assistants successively demonstrated key life-saving operations such as appendectomy, external maxillary artery ligation, and tracheotomy.

As for other surgeries, North China Affiliated Medicine will not teach them.

It's not about hiding, but the risk is too high.

These inexperienced barefoot doctors have repeatedly caused medical accidents and put people to death, and the medical workers in Ming Dynasty may be stigmatized instead.

The best time for surgery is only when the situation is fatal, such as acute appendicitis, airway blockage, and massive bleeding.

Even if the person is put to death, the family members will treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor, so there will be no disputes.

And if a few cases are successful, the barefoot doctor will immediately become a miracle doctor, which is convenient for further health science popularization work.

For example, promote hot water, eliminate mosquitoes and so on.

Together with Bai Xia'er, Zhu Fugui watched the three operations with great interest, and before he knew it, more than two hours had passed.

This is mainly because the operation is relatively simple, and the subject is still a pig. If it is a human, it is quite normal for a complicated operation to take more than two hours.

At this time, Dong Wei discovered that Da Tianzi had been standing behind him for a long time without knowing it.

He was taken aback, quickly dropped the scalpel, and saluted Zhu Fugui, "Hi, principal!"

This principal made Zhu Kaiji, the magistrate of Shijiazhuang who was accompanying him, envy his eyes.

You know, not everyone can call Long Live Lord "Principal".

Although I am ashamed that my surname is Zhu, it is far behind Dr. Dong's family.

In Daming, only those who were admitted to the Imperial College and were lucky enough to listen to the lectures of Long Live Lord Yuyin were eligible to call themselves students in front of the emperor.

In addition, even if you are admitted to the Imperial Academy, "Tianzi disciples" is just a general talk like Jinyiwei's "Tianzi pro-army", not a real teacher-student relationship.

But Dong Wei is.

He is the founding disciple of Guozijian Medical College, taught by Zhu Fugui word by word according to the PPT given by Director Ivory Mountain Tong.

The third year of the Imperial College, everyone is Zhu Fugui's direct disciple, and everyone says that the knowledge of the Long Live Lord is unfathomable.

Today's juniors are not so lucky!

Zhu Fugui smiled and said: "Xiao Dong, I think your knife is not stable enough, and there is still room for improvement. For example, the knife that cut the cartilage just now, I think it can be moved 0.23 cm to the left."

"Thank you principal for your guidance!" Dong Wei nodded repeatedly.

Zhu Fugui asked again: "How is it? Is it hard to go back to Shenzhou to work? It's not easy to start from scratch!"

"It's not hard at all!"

Dong Wei quickly replied, "It's just that after a hundred years of Manchu persecution, the people here are really miserable. I have been to some villages, and the sanitation conditions there are even worse than the most remote towns in Yinzhou..."

"Yes, China has been at war. The Chinese people fought the Chinese people. Nianzi killed the Hunan Army. The Hunan Army killed the Taiping Army. Who cares about the lives of the people? What's more, there are mountain kings everywhere, eating people's hearts, There are tens of thousands of bandits who were executed by Qi Wenchang and the others in July alone!"

When talking about this kind of thing, Zhu Fugui really couldn't be happy.

Daming is short of people now, and Qi Wenchang is not easy to kill. If those bandits are really heinous and lose the value of reform, if they don't kill them, they won't be enough to anger the common people. He probably wouldn't have shot them.

In fact, even if there were no Manchu persecution, the old Zhu's family lived all the way to the emperor, and the life of farmers in North China might not be much better.

The key is to increase productivity and change production relations.

Zhu Fugui knows very well that Zhu Ming's banner is very useful when he is in the country, but it is unreliable when he is in the country.

No matter how peasants forced Chongzhen to death, they could also hang themselves on street lamps.

If you want to avoid being hung up as a street lamp, you must firmly follow the left-wing path of moderate reform of the monarchy.

"But now that Ming Dynasty has come, there will be a blue sky, and the people's good days will come!"

At this time, Dong Wei continued, "According to the request of the Health and Health Commission of the Ministry of Rites, our North China Attachment..."

Dong Wei glanced at the eager white lady next to him, and quickly changed his words, "Our Shijiazhuang Baixiaer Hospital will set up a 15-day short-term training course, and strive to train 3000 barefoot doctors and 5000 with basic knowledge by the end of this year. certified midwife.

By the way, Long Live, there is a midwifery teaching in the hospital hall. It is Director Wang Lifen who is teaching, and there are hundreds of midwives attending the class. They are all young midwives and learn things quickly. Do you want to go and see, Long Live? "

Zhu Fugui shook his head hastily.

Just kidding, although obstetrics and gynecology was my own class back then, basically I played PPT and video.

If you really let yourself watch a woman give birth, you will definitely be scared to pee.

"You have done a good job. A strong country must first strengthen its people, and a strong people must first be brutal in its physique. The most important part of it is medical care!"

Zhu Fugui changed the subject and asked Dong Wei to change out of the pig's blood-stained jacket, and then took himself and Bai Xiaer to visit the hospital's infrastructure.