“You’re talking about Zhan Xingchang, the Sima of Qingzhou?”
Xiao Ming had so impression of this person. He had been recomnded by Pang Yukun and later appointed as the Sima in the Qingzhou governnt office.
The position of Sima in the Great Yu Empire was relatively minor, roughly equivalent to a modern-day city mayor’s secretary.
“Yes, yes, I think his na is Zhan Xingchang,” dical Officer Sun seed to recall.
Currently, among Xiao Ming’s advisors, Pang Yukun was his top civil official, Lu Fei his top military officer, and Li Kaiyuan his top rchant. Beyond these, he truly lacked capable individuals.
In the past, when he hadn’t been involved in governance, he hadn’t noticed this. But now that he needed capable people, he found himself short-handed.
Although Pang Yukun was competent, his abilities were limited. He couldn’t handle everything.
Moreover, Pang Yukun excelled in logistics. He was adept at managing horse administration, agricultural production, and infrastructure construction. However, when it ca to handling special events, he often found himself at a loss.
In essence, Pang Yukun was similar to a figure like Xiao He—highly skilled in administrative affairs but not suited to be a strategic advisor.
Simply put, Pang Yukun was sowhat rigid and lacked finesse in political maneuvering.
Almost every sche against the noble clans had been planned by Xiao Ming alone, with Pang Yukun offering little assistance.
“So, what exactly is impressive about him?” Xiao Ming asked.
“He has many ideas,” dical Officer Sun said casually, as he didn’t have a deep impression of this Sima. “It’s just that the common folk who co to
for treatnt often ntion this Sima. They say that a few days ago, Sima Zhan set a trap and captured a group of bandits, which amazed the local people.”
“Really?” Xiao Ming showed interest.
dical Officer Sun continued, “Indeed, the people spoke of it as if it were a miracle. They said Sima Zhan used so ’empty city stratagem,’ and over a hundred bandits didn’t dare to enter the village. At the ti, only Sima Zhan and a few constables were in the village.”
Xiao Ming had been busy dealing with the local noble clans and had neglected many administrative matters in Qingzhou. He hadn’t heard about this incident.
As for why bandits appeared outside Qingzhou, it was simple: these bandits were forr militian of the noble clans.
When the Wang family was destroyed, so of their militian joined the Qingzhou Army, while others beca bandits. It wasn’t unusual for a forr militiaman to beco a bandit leader.
“Hmm, that’s impressive. He has courage,” Xiao Ming praised, though he remained sowhat skeptical.
Recently, he had developed a habit of doubting first and verifying later. At his position, he had to question everything; otherwise, he might die without knowing how.
What others said was one thing, but seeing it for himself was another.
Setting aside the matter of Zhan Xingchang, Xiao Ming asked dical Officer Sun, “How effective is the maggot treatnt for festering wounds?”
Over the past two days, dical Officer Sun had been using the thod Xiao Ming taught. Admittedly, the maggots had cleaned the patient’s necrotic flesh very thoroughly. Now, following Xiao Ming’s instructions, he disinfected the wound with alcohol, covered it with fresh at, and changed the dressing every three hours.
The patient seed to be showing signs of improvent.
“Your Highness, where did you learn these… unorthodox dical techniques?” dical Officer Sun almost called them “unorthodox thods” but quickly corrected himself.
In truth, Xiao Ming was also sweating. He was betting on the fact that the environnt of this era was relatively clean, with fewer bacteria on insects. Moreover, the maggots weren’t dug out of a latrine but were found in a rotten egg.
“That’s a long story. I’ll tell you when the ti is right,” Xiao Ming avoided explaining.
dical Officer Sun was frustrated. Since Xiao Ming wouldn’t say, there was nothing he could do. After all, this was the ruler of the six prefectures, a prince of the empire. He couldn’t force him to speak, though he really wanted to.
For dical Officer Sun, this was undoubtedly a breakthrough in dical techniques.
“However,” Xiao Ming suddenly said, “I can teach you more thods. I’ve established a dical division in the Bowen Academy. If you’re willing to pass on your lifelong knowledge to the students, I’ll teach you. How about that?”
dical Officer Sun’s expression shifted repeatedly. His skills had been passed down from his father, who had learned them from his grandfather, and so on. Outsiders were never taught.
This was their livelihood, passed down through generations.
“Your Highness, I’m afraid this old man is incapable of that,” dical Officer Sun politely declined.
Xiao Ming was imdiately displeased. Over the past few days, he had discovered a frustrating truth: whether it was dical skills or culinary techniques, these people never shared their knowledge with outsiders. It was always passed down from one generation to the next.
This was why they placed such importance on having male heirs and were extrely patriarchal. Since won rarely engaged in business, skills were only passed down to n.
As a result, these people relied on ancestral skills to make a living, but it also led to a severe lack of social resources.
The reason dical Officer Sun had beco the dical officer was simply that his family was the most renowned dical family in Qingzhou. There was no one else.
“In that case, I won’t force you. But I won’t hide my dical knowledge. Anyone who cos to the Bowen Academy to study dicine will be taught by . And I believe that once they graduate, they won’t be inferior to your descendants,” Xiao Ming declared.
Sweat broke out on dical Officer Sun’s forehead. The man before him was soone who had manipulated the noble clans of the six prefectures with ease. How could his small dical family withstand the Prince of Qi’s sches?
But if he really went to the Bowen Academy to teach, it would violate his family’s ancestral rules. dical Officer Sun was torn.
Seeing dical Officer Sun’s hesitation, Xiao Ming thought his combination of carrot and stick was working.
He had only been bluffing. He was human, not a superman. Teaching Lu Tong and others chemistry, and Chen Qi and others physics, had already drained his energy.
He truly didn’t have the strength to lead a dical division now. But if dical Officer Sun joined, it would be different. At the very least, he could teach so basic dical knowledge.
Xiao Ming only needed to transcribe the dical knowledge from the technology database for him to study.
He didn’t expect Qingzhou’s dical standards to reach any great heights in a short ti. He just wanted these people to learn so basic surgical knowledge.
After all, he didn’t want his soldiers to die from minor injuries.
As the two stared at each other, a figure in green entered the dical hall. It was Lü Luo.
She walked up to Xiao Ming and whispered sothing in his ear. Xiao Ming’s expression imdiately turned strange.
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