The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

After Zhao Chen finished speaking, before anyone could react, he turned around, left the academy, and returned to the county government office.

Only a group of academy students were left who had not yet reacted.

"What did you just say, sir?" Some students looked at the others, as if they suspected they had heard wrongly.

"Sir seems to be saying that he has nothing to do with His Majesty." Someone repeated Zhao Chen's meaning in a low voice.

"How is it possible? I heard that the blood of Sir and Your Majesty are fused together." Someone said doubtfully.

"Hey, you didn't know this, Zhao Da said, you can't identify the relationship between father and son by shedding blood." Cheng Chumo's face was filled with pride.

"Nonsense, blood has been used to identify children since ancient times. This method is used to identify the relationship between father and son. How come it becomes useless when it comes to your mouth?"

"That's right, sir, that's definitely not what he said."

"You have only been studying for a few days. You may not understand what the teacher said."

The students in the academy didn't believe Cheng Chumo's words at all.

They were all wondering whether Cheng Chumo had misinterpreted Zhao Chen's meaning.

"You know what the heck, when we shed blood to recognize relatives in the Taiji Palace, Zhao Da said that there is no use in confessing relatives by dripping blood."

"Many people didn't believe it, and then His Majesty, the Crown Prince, and the King of Wei all tried to shed blood to identify themselves."

"You know, the Crown Prince and the King of Wei tried to identify themselves by dripping blood twenty times in total, and their fingers were all cut. In the end, every time, the blood of other ministers could be fused together."

"ah?"

"How can this be?"

"How could something so strange happen?"

"Isn't it a method passed down hundreds of years ago to identify relatives by shedding blood? What?"

"All the fingers of the Crown Prince and King Wei were cut?"

As soon as Cheng Chumo finished speaking, the students from a certain academy couldn't believe it.

Recognizing relatives by shedding blood is a truth that has been passed down for hundreds of years. How could it be false?

…

Fang Yizhi and Changsun Chong, these two guys, in the past half month, they have also

It is to handle the government affairs of Wannian County in an orderly manner.

Zhao Chen felt that he could be a hands-off shopkeeper.

From now on, everyone will do everything for him in the county.

Thinking about the wonderful life in the future, Zhao Chen suddenly felt that life was full of hope again!

"Sir, Vice President Wei!"

Fang Yizhi and Changsun Chong both surrendered to Zhao Chen and Wei Zheng.

Wei Zheng is a bit old, and he is very tired after riding a horse for so long.

"From now on, the government affairs of the county will be left to you two. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I'm going to rest first." Wei Zheng, an old fox, thought of going together with Zhao Chen.

He even said it faster than Zhao Chen.

What's even more outrageous is that after Old Wei Tou finished speaking, he left directly.

"First...sir!" Fang Yizhi and Changsun Chong looked over at the same time, their faces full of reluctance.

Before, Lao Weitou promised to give each of them a certain amount of money.

What's going on now?

Not even a penny?

Do you want to bother him less?

Is there anything more outrageous than this?

"Well, this Wannian County will rely on you two in the future. I'm tired too, so I'm going to rest first."

"Goodbye!" Zhao Chen waved, turned around and entered the back office.

"Eh-" Before Fang Yizhi could shout out, Zhao Chenren had already disappeared.

…

Sun Simiao has been in Wannian County for three days.

Sun Simiao often came to Wannian County in the past, and he knew every road in Wannian County by heart.

This time, he did not go into the city, but went directly to the south of the city where the smallpox appeared.

When he returned to Wannian County the day before yesterday, Sun Simiao had

Then for a moment I suspected that I was in the wrong place.

In front of the county government office, there is a straight, flat cement road with no end as far as the eye can see.

This is a miracle that Sun Simiao has never seen in his life.

The carriage walked very smoothly on it, and there were no longer any wheels stuck by stones.

Even if you step on it with bare feet, it is inexplicably comfortable.

When did such a road appear in Wannian County?

Until he saw another cement road being built.

Those gray dust, mixed with water, sand and gravel, will actually solidify into extremely strong stones.

Sun Simiao was surprised.

After careful questioning, I found out that the gray dust was something called cement.

And it was done by Wannian County Magistrate Zhao Chen.

When Sun Simiao heard the news, he looked a little dazed.

Zhao Chen's medical skills have reached the point of perfection.

Sun Simiao was once very proud of his medical skills, but he knew that compared with Zhao Chen, he was far behind.

I originally thought that Zhao Chen's medical skills were so powerful, but I didn't expect that he could actually make something as magical as cement.

"Brother, officer, I heard that County Magistrate Zhao Chen is back." Sun Simiao walked to the gate of the county government office, looked back at the cement road on the ground, and asked the officer on duty.

The government officials knew Sun Simiao and knew that he was Zhao Chen's friend.

Not daring to embarrass him, he immediately stretched out his hand to invite him and said, "The magistrate said that Divine Doctor Sun is here. You can come in at any time."

"Divine Doctor Sun, I will take you there."

The Yamen servant led Sun Simiao inside.

Since you have decided to stay in Wannian County, you should pass on your medical skills as soon as possible.

This should be done sooner rather than later.

Zhao Chen was not surprised by Sun Simiao's arrival.

Sun Simiao

He takes medical skills extremely seriously, and naturally he is not willing to delay the opening of a medical school.

After letting the yamen go down, Zhao Chen asked Sun Simiao to sit down in the yard.

"This time around Wannian County Smallpox, Divine Doctor Sun has worked so hard, but Zhao Chen has no way to repay him, so he invites Divine Doctor Sun to have a cup of tea." Zhao Chen poured a cup of tea for Sun Simiao and put it in Sun Simiao's hands.

"Zhao Chen, you are too polite. If it weren't for you, I don't know how many innocent people would have died from smallpox."

"The method of vaccination with cowpox is really a magical skill that saves people's lives. The old man should thank you, Zhao Chen, on behalf of the people of the world!"

As Sun Simiao said, he stood up and held hands with Zhao Chen deeply.

His expression was full of respect.

Zhao Chen quickly helped Sun Simiao up. Sun Simiao's medical skills were truly developed by himself, and he was not able to compare with him.

"Last time, we agreed to Dr. Sun's medical school. Do you have a place you like? You can choose to open a medical school anywhere in Wannian County!" Zhao Chen helped Sun Simiao sit down and asked again.

Sun Simiao came here mainly for this matter.

He was also worried that Zhao Chen would forget about it, but he didn't expect that Zhao Chen would mention it himself.

Sun Simiao looked even higher at Zhao Chen.

This kind of young man who always takes care of other people's feelings is always liked by people.

"If possible, how about choosing it next to Chang'an Academy. Moreover, the old man also wants to select some women to enter the medical school."

"Women are actually more careful than men. There are many things that women need to do!"

"Zhao Chen, what do you think?" Sun Simiao was silent for a moment and then said slowly.

Sun Simiao was worried at the moment.

Although the folk customs of the Tang Dynasty were open, it was actually against the rules for ordinary women to enter the academy.

Except for Chang'an Academy, no academy in the world allowed women to enroll.

Sun Simiao looked into Zhao Chen's eyes, his expression inexplicably nervous.