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When Xinbao passed by, he raised his mouth, and at noon Ming Peidi summoned Yan Shirong to go over, and then let him do it directly.

It was on this day that Emperor Ming Pei would take the little princess to Shengping Palace to escape the summer heat and leave the prince to supervise the country.

Yuan Xiang and the cabinet all stayed in Beijing, and the six ministers also stayed in Beijing. Emperor Ming Pei only took away his deputy.

In other words, the main affairs were all placed in the capital and handled by the crown prince.

This is definitely an uproar in the court.

But Yan Shirong had been mentally prepared for a long time, and he was quite stable, doing his own things step by step.

In a few days, not far from the palace gate, a copper pot the size of a water tank was erected, about two feet above the ground, and was suspended by a pole, which means "hanging pot to help the world".

There is a cursive pattern on the copper pot with the word "Medical Dao", and a hole is made in the middle of one of the strokes, and you can put a name card in it. The lid of the pot can be opened, and there is a lock at the back. Take the body off.

There is a notice inscribed on a stone tablet next to it, to the effect that Princess Zhen Guo is a natural genius doctor. Although she is young, she also has the heart to help the world and save people. Therefore, in this way, people who are destined to save her will be selected, and no less than three people will be saved every month. It only saves the "incurable diseases" that are difficult to treat in the world... and so on.

The low-level officials of the Imperial Academy took turns, and every morning, noon, and evening, they read it once for the common people and explained it clearly. They read it for ten days in a row.

At the same time, it will also explain that because the little princess will soon go to the Shengping Palace with the emperor to escape the summer heat, three people will be drawn each time to make up for the number of people in the past few months.

Sheng Jia had scheduled to leave Beijing on the second day of June, one and a half months away from now, and he would only draw three draws if he was full of money.

Yan Shirong thought that it was possible that no one would dare to vote, and he thought that it would be embarrassing if there were only a few sheets of paper in the pot when it was opened.

But he really underestimated the people's enthusiasm and trust in the gods.

Anyway, there were fewer people on the first day, but from the second day on, maybe the news spread, and quite a few people really voted in.

For several days, everyone in the court was discussing this matter.

When Wang Ronggui returned home, he also chatted with his father and grandfather about this matter.

Wang Ronggui said: "I really can't figure it out, why is the emperor so eager to push the little highness out? The little highness is not yet five years old, even if she has excellent medical skills, why is she so eager to let her stand up? The emperor doesn't need the little highness." With the ability of His Highness, His Highness the Crown Prince doesn’t need such a reputation as His Highness, so let her grow up slowly, wouldn’t it be good to let nature take its course?”

The king's father is not a close minister, so he asked: "Isn't the emperor really loving His Royal Highness?"

Wang Ronggui shook his head: "No, the emperor loves his little Highness like a treasure."

King Wenxin said lightly: "The emperor and prince can think of everything you can think of." He added in a low voice: "When I was assassinated in Wuzhi Garden, the emperor still allowed the little princess to come again. Unusual."

Wang Ronggui gave a meal.

Yes, this is unusual, but he just feels a little bit sorry for this soft and obedient little doll.

When Li Tingfang and his wife were at home, they also said a few words.

Because the first person Xinbao saw was Li Jiayuanzi, Mrs. Li was the first person Xinbao healed in the capital, so the whole Li family was very convinced of Xinbao's medical skills, but no matter what, this kind of treatment only The name of the doctor for the so-called incurable disease is also a bit arrogant.

Mrs. Li was also a little worried, chatting with Li Tingfang.

Li Tingfang only said: "Your Highness dares to say this, so naturally he has such abilities."

Mrs. Li said: "That's good! Presumably Your Highness has some godly methods."

A similar scene was staged in the homes of many officials. Everyone speculated a lot in private, but on the surface they were all very supportive.

Some people even searched for people who were seriously ill, and those who came here to post were not short of the money anyway, and if they won the lottery, they would show their face in front of the princess and use the name of benevolence.

Emperor Ming Pei heard about it, but he didn't stop it. After all, no matter what the reason was in the first place, saving people in the end is considered a good deed.

In a blink of an eye, it was ten days.

While waiting, Yuan Shenjue copied a Danpu in the space.

When Xinbao taught Bai Gusheng, he didn't turn over the medicine books, he just followed his feelings, but like Yuan Shenjue's obsessive-compulsive disorder, since he can enter the space, he can't wait to count how many vines grow on the roof.

So of course he immediately read all the books, some of which even he couldn't understand, but he copied out all the similar prescriptions, together with the pulse, symptoms, pharmacology, etc.

I have to say, this is much easier to learn.

After all, Xinbao doesn't check the pulse when seeing a doctor, so she can't teach others her diagnosis methods, and many of them can only be figured out by Bai Gusheng.

But with the book, Bai Gusheng was originally a genius doctor, and he had already completed the last step, and he learned the previous ones, and he really understood and understood.

On the eleventh day, early in the morning, many people gathered around the hanging pot, and more and more people gathered.

At this time, in front of a wonton stall, an idler was eating breakfast and talking about it with others.

Then he suddenly remembered, and said to the stall owner: "By the way, Mrs. Dao, don't you vote for your brother? Maybe it will be done?"

The woman called Mrs. Dao raised her head, with a big scar on her face, she looked a little scary.

This knife sister-in-law is also a poor person.

Her real name is He Xiuyun, and she has an elder brother named He Qingwen, who is also a scholar.

Their parents died early, and only the three brothers and sisters depended on each other. Later, He Xiuyun married a man, and only after he got married did he find out that the man was a drunkard. He would beat someone when he drank. broken.

He Qingwen went to stand up for his sister, but was beaten, but because both of them fought and were injured, they didn't sue the officials in the end.

On the contrary, the man was afraid of an accident, so he reconciled with her. Since then, He Qingwen has often coughed up blood, and has been sick and unable to get out of bed, let alone study.

Later, there was no other way, the little girl ran away secretly, sold herself, sold ten taels of silver to treat her elder brother's disease, took as much medicine as she drank, but there was no improvement, and now she is just dragging on like this, but this He Xiuyun is a hard worker, who works on the stove. The job is good, so even though his face is injured, he can still work as a cook everywhere and support his brother.

There are old neighbors nearby, and they all know these things. When the idler said it, everyone thought about it, and they all said, "Let's vote for one, if it succeeds, it will succeed. "

"That's right, I heard that the little princess is a fairy, maybe I can draw you?"

He Xiuyun murmured: "Is it true that everyone can vote? Can we ordinary people also vote? No, nothing will happen, right?"

"It'll be fine! Don't worry! My cousin is a vegetable seller in the country, so he voted too!"

He Xiuyun's heart was moved, and she saluted them: "Whoever can read, help the little lady write one."

"I'll come!" The former idler named Chen Sande, who could write a few words, helped her write, saying: "I heard that it will open today, hurry up, or it will take ten days After that."

The owner of the wonton stand was also a good person: "You go, this is a big deal, it's not too late."

So He Xiuyun came running wildly.

When he came, he saw a group of Longxiang guards coming out from the gate of the palace, and the idlers who watched all said: "Here we come!"

He Xiuyun was in a hurry, and ran forward even more desperately, the crowd was all retreating, only she squeezed forward, and finally squeezed in, Long Xiangwei had already reached the hanging pot, He Xiuyun suppressed her fear and wanted to squeeze forward , but Long Xiangwei was already chasing people away: "Stand back."