Chapter 1228

Xiang Mingxue, who was reading in the room, heard the dialogue in the yard. He couldn't help but put down his book and looked at the two teachers and disciples in the yard through the window.

Mr. Zhuang bowed his head to his disciple's bright eyes and couldn't help sighing deeply.

He thought about walking in the yard. He also hesitated in his heart whether it was right to let man Bao go farther and farther on the road of learning medicine.

Especially after she showed more and more her talent in reading and her understanding of the world.

But all the hesitation disappeared when the child looked up at the stars and made a wish that she would become the most powerful doctor in the world.

Mr. Zhuang turned twice and thought about it. Then he said, "man Bao, you three have lived in Qili Village since you urinated. You know the outside world wrong, and you are more simple than Bai Shan and Bai Cheng. There are some things that Mr. Zhuang has never specially taught you, and your family loves you, so you haven't felt any."

Man Bao listens carefully.

"In the outside world, people are divided into three, six, nine and so on."

Man Bao nodded and said, "I know, scholars, farmers, businessmen, slaves and sinners."

Mr. Zhuang smiled, shook his head slightly and said, "you said so easily, obviously you don't know."

Man Bao looks at Mr. Zhuang suspiciously.

Mr. Zhuang touched her head and said, "let's say, the world believes that witches, doctors and musicians are despised by gentlemen, doctors are among the hundred workers, craftsmen, and their status is still below that of businessmen."

Man Bao opened his mouth and found the reason to refute for a long time. "No, there are no officials in business. Our doctors have officials."

Mr. Zhuang smiled and nodded, "you're right to say that, so doctors are not registered with other craftsmen and are recruited by the government."

You know, craftsmen are very hard. They have to be registered. They often have to do white work for the public. Sometimes they are recruited for free in case of major events.

For example, there are regulations on the number of days that farmers, that is, ordinary people, should serve every year. Ordinary local officials will not and dare not delay it too long.

Otherwise, the labor is too hard, the common people rise up and attack, and engage in an uprising?

But not for craftsmen. We need to build roads and recruit craftsmen; To build water conservancy, call up craftsmen; To build palaces, call craftsmen; It's time for war, and craftsmen should be recruited

Some craftsmen have been recruited for two or three years, and some have even been taken to another place and continuously seconded. Their families can't find them at all. Sometimes they have been away from home for more than ten or twenty years when they are returned to their hometown.

Mr. Zhuang said, "it's less now, but in the past, if there were no doctors in the army in a war, the army would also recruit doctors from local places to the army."

If you enter the army, you are a military doctor. You can't just run away. If you run away, you are a deserter and you will be killed.

He said, "there is only one doctor fan in the past few dynasties who can go from military medicine to Taiyuan hospital and return home to be raised."

Man Bao vaguely understood, "so the status of doctors is actually very low."

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly, "but you are still a female doctor. In the eyes of the world, your status is lower, but educated people will be more polite to doctors and will not be angry at any time."

There are also people who draw their swords and cut people like the crown prince, but few are.

"Mrs. Cheng was polite to you because you are a doctor. You should be more polite to see a doctor for her. You can get along well in the future." Mr. Zhuang said, "I respect you now. I think, first, your status is different. Although your father is a posthumous gift, he accounts for one righteousness, you account for one filial piety, and you can read and write, so you can afford a penny; And you, a loyal minister, are willing to do this thing to save the lives and heal the wounded, which is naturally worthy of respect. "

Man Bao is thoughtful.

"So you see, people in this world don't all follow the rules. There are people in this world who can see through like Mrs. Cheng. Naturally, there are people who can't see these. If you only recognize the rigid rules in this world, you will meet more people in the future, all kinds of people."

Mr. Zhuang said, "these people may recognize you as a 'scholar', or they may only recognize you as a 'doctor'. But no matter what others think, you are what you think you are. "

Man Bao thought for a while and said, "I think I'm a doctor. I can also be a scholar, but I don't think a doctor is lower than a scholar."

Mr. Zhuang smiled, "that's right."

He smiled and touched her head. "As a teacher, I can barely be regarded as a scholar. Your father and brothers are farmers. In your heart, do we have a higher or lower position?"

Man Bao shook his head embarrassed, "No."

"This is the world's affairs and human relations. The rules are set by people, but who in the world is only a confidant with scholars, a farmer only makes friends with farmers, and a businessman only makes friends with merchants?" Mr. Zhuang said, "in the future, you will see more people, some of whom have the same attitude towards you from the beginning to the end, and some will change all the time. You don't have to worry about these changes, let alone change your original intention for these changes, okay?"

Man Bao nodded again and again, "stick to yourself and don't forget your original heart."

Mr. Zhuang nodded approvingly. He liked to teach such disciples. He talked happily. He simply sat in a chair and talked more thoroughly with her.

"The distinction between high and low in the world is just that some smart people deliberately set rules to bind fools in order to gain profits. This has been something since Xia and Shang Dynasties. Of course, we can't change this rule." He said, "but the heart is our own. Just keep some things in mind. If you don't feel humble, you won't be humble. That's backbone."

Man Bao thought with his small face and digested what his husband taught her today.

Xiang Mingxue in the room was stunned. He held the book tightly. I don't know how long it took. The sound of huhaha came from outside before he came back. He looked out and saw Bai Erlang hurrying into the yard with a Book basket. Bai Shan followed closely

Man Bao, who had been thinking all the time, was awakened. She turned her head to look at them and asked, "what are you doing?"

Bai Erlang and Bai Shan casually saluted the gentleman, then rushed to man Bao together and asked with bright eyes, "man Bao, where is your horse?"

Man Bao: "... How do you know?"

Bai Shan said, "when we came back, we stopped at Jishi hall. We thought you didn't come back. As a result, Xiao Shao said that you came back after buying a horse. Where is your horse? Is it in the front yard? "

Bai Erlang also looked at her with interest.

Man Bao: "

She tangled for a while, still in the two people, no, it was the three people who hardened their scalp in their shining eyes and said, "if I say I gave the pony to others, do you believe it?"