PFC Chapter 463 Li You Disappears
Chapter 463 Li You Disappears
In the days that followed, Ying Wuyou devoted much of his time and energy to promoting medicine. The Imperial Physicians and their assistants in the Imperial Medical Bureau also actively cooperated, providing a wealth of professional medical knowledge. Medical columns were soon established in official gazettes throughout the Qin Dynasty, covering topics such as daily health maintenance, disease prevention, and basic first aid.
The column immediately attracted the attention of the people upon its launch. People discussed the knowledge presented in the column on the streets and alleys. An old farmer, holding an official newspaper, said to those around him, "I didn't know that drinking raw water can easily make you sick. From now on, we must boil it before drinking. This column is really great; it has taught us so many useful things!"
At Daqin Medical College, the students' enthusiasm for learning is also growing stronger. Ying Wuyou often comes to the classroom to exchange ideas and discuss with the students. She has found that with the popularization of medical knowledge, not only has the public's attitude towards medicine changed, but the students in the college have also become more determined in their belief in practicing medicine.
However, the promotion of medicine was not without its challenges. Some conservative nobles considered medicine a "lowly profession" and believed it should not receive such attention. They raised numerous questions about the Qin Medical Academy and its medical columns in court, and even petitioned the King of Qin to halt these initiatives.
Faced with these obstacles, Ying Wuyou did not back down. She collected many cases of people benefiting from medical knowledge, compiled them into a memorial, and presented it to the King of Qin. In court, she spoke eloquently: "Medicine is a benevolent art, concerning the lives of the people. Now, the people suffer less from illness because of medical knowledge, which is a great thing that benefits the country and the people. If we abandon it because of the prejudice of the nobles, it will be a loss for the Great Qin!"
Looking into Ying Wuyou's determined eyes and reviewing the real-life cases, King Ying Zheng of Qin finally slammed his fist on the table and decided: "The promotion of medicine shall continue! Anyone who dares to obstruct it shall be severely punished!"
With the support of the King of Qin, Ying Wuyou gained even more confidence. She and her colleagues continued to refine the medical column, enriching its content and format; within the academy, they also constantly improved teaching methods, introducing more practical courses. As time passed, the medical atmosphere in Qin grew stronger, and more and more people began to respect and study medicine.
In the ensuing studies, the students all devoted themselves with great enthusiasm. Chunyu Shu listened attentively in class, carefully taking notes on every piece of medical knowledge, and humbly sought guidance from her teachers and classmates whenever she encountered difficulties. Chen Chuan, with his familiarity with herbs, excelled in identifying and collecting them, and often shared his experiences from the mountains with his classmates. Xu Zhizhou, with his solid medical foundation, excelled in courses such as anatomy and diagnostics, and he frequently helped other students, progressing together with everyone.
Under Ying Wuyou's meticulous management, the three academies are thriving. Students are studying diligently in their respective academies, and their dreams, like seeds in winter, are quietly taking root and sprouting under the nourishment of knowledge, waiting for the arrival of spring to bloom into magnificent flowers. And the Great Qin Dynasty is also quietly changing because of the emergence of these three academies; a far-reaching transformation has begun.
Frost clung to the eaves of Xianyang Palace, and the November wind swept withered leaves across the palace walls. Ying Wuyou's fingertips, slightly red from holding a writing brush, sat on a sheet of paper spread out on his desk, densely covered with notes on tea cultivation, processing techniques, and trade route planning. The crackling charcoal fire in the bronze stove warmed the entire room.
For the past month, Ying Wuyou had devoted himself entirely to the opening of the three academies, keeping him extremely busy. Now that he could finally relax, he didn't rest but instead focused intently on studying tea.
Although she wasn't particularly fond of tea in her previous life, she knew it had many health benefits. Moreover, serving tea to guests was perfectly appropriate, reflecting the host's taste and making guests feel at home. Furthermore, the tea market had a very promising future, which gave Ying Wuyou a business opportunity.
Moreover, Ying Wuyou has devoted everything to the construction of the three academies, investing not only a large amount of his personal wealth but also a significant portion of the Qin national treasury.
The thought of the many important plans awaiting implementation, all of which require substantial financial support, underscores the fact that the Qin Dynasty's development would be hampered if the funding issue wasn't resolved quickly.
Therefore, making money has become Ying Wuyou's most pressing task. She must find new sources of income to ensure that all her plans can proceed smoothly.
At this moment, Ying Wuyou suddenly thought of tea. Tea has relatively low costs but considerable profits, and it's also beneficial to health, making it a viable long-term industry. More importantly, developing the tea industry could also help many people earn money, achieving multiple benefits.
Just as Ying Wuyou was immersed in his wonderful vision for the tea industry, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly rang out. Cui'er walked in, her face pale.
"What's wrong?" Ying Wuyou suddenly stood up, spilling water from his teacup onto the bamboo slips, spreading ink stains.
"Princess, the King... wants you to go to Zhangtai Palace immediately!" Cui'er gasped, leaning against the doorframe. "Lord Li You of the Ministry of Justice... has disappeared on his way back to Qin by boat!"
While straightening his clothes, Ying Wuyou asked, "Do you know the location of the incident?"
"They say we're almost at Langya Port," Cui'er said, handing over a cloak, her voice trembling.
Ying Wuyou wrapped his fox fur tightly around himself and stepped out of the palace gate. The cold wind, carrying fine snowflakes, stung his face. In the distance, the eaves of Zhangtai Palace looked like the fangs of a giant beast in the twilight.
She began to organize the information in her mind. Several months had passed since Li Xin last returned from Baga Island. After the King of Qin announced Li You as the Director of the Ministry of Justice, Li Xin returned to Baga Island again. It was expected that Li You would set off for Qin after Li Xin's return to Baga Island, and according to the estimated time, he should have arrived in Qin sometime today. How could something have suddenly happened?
The Zhangtai Palace was warm and cozy. The Left Chancellor, Wei Zhuang; the Right Chancellor, Meng Tian; the Imperial Censor, Feng Jie; and the Grand Chancellor, Feng Quji, were all present, seated below King Ying Zheng of Qin, their faces grim.
After bowing, Ying Wuyou sat down next to the prime ministers. Seeing that everyone was present, the King of Qin glanced at them, his brow furrowed. "Speak, all of you, what should we do about Li You's matter?"
Feng Quji cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I believe the most urgent task is to send people to find Lord Li You's whereabouts, and at the same time thoroughly investigate the cause of the ship's accident. Whether it was an accident or someone did it intentionally, we need to investigate carefully."
Meng Tian added, "I second that. Furthermore, while the sea route between Baga Island and the Qin Dynasty has gradually stabilized in recent years, many uncertainties remain. Could it be that Lord Li You's recent incident is due to the pirates on Baga Island not being completely eradicated?"
"Jiayang, speak," the King of Qin's voice was utterly devoid of warmth, "Do you think it was a natural disaster or a man-made calamity?"