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As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Hanzhang exhaled and told Zhao Tongtong: "Bring the current map of Zhuangzi, and then call the managers. I have something to tell you."

Zhao Tong lowered his head and responded, "Yes."

Zhao Tong sent people to notify the officials, and he went to get Zhuangzi's map in person. This map was very important and was jointly kept by him and Hu Zhi.

Because this map not only shows the locations of various industrial workshops in the manor, but also military garrison points, it can be regarded as a defensive map of the manor.

Zhao Hanzhang hung up the picture and asked Zhao Tong while looking at it, "Who is in charge of the school now?"

Zhao Tong bowed and said, "It's a small one."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded and said: "Create another class and select forty boys to train personal guards. Ting Han and Erlang will be able to use them in the future."

She said: "Especially in riding, archery and martial arts, we need to focus on cultivating them."

Zhao Tong understood instantly and immediately agreed, "Yes, I will choose someone tomorrow."

The teachers are all ready-made, and even the students can be ready-made, just choose from the existing students.

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, and when Fu Tinghan looked over, she smiled at him and said, "Fu An is too few by your side, and on the battlefield, he can't take care of you."

Fu An frowned unconvinced, but thinking about Lang Jun's injury last time, he still didn't say anything.

Fu Tinghan nodded and did not refuse her kindness.

Zhao Hanzhang looked around the map, finally clicked on one of the points and asked Fu Tinghan, "How about building the medicine shop here?"

Fu Tinghan squinted his eyes for a while and nodded, "Not bad."

He drew a circle on the picture with his finger and simply encircled that area. "Oral administration of mycin is only a part of it. Injection is still the main part, so we have to train medical staff who can inject."

He said: "Let's just improve the military medical system. There are still too few military doctors now. If ordinary doctors are unwilling to join the army, why don't we train a group of them ourselves?"

Zhao Hanzhang: "Traditional Chinese medicine..."

"I know it will take a long time, but some trauma treatment training can be done quickly," Fu Tinghan said: "We can train it in a targeted manner."

"Systematic health protection can also greatly reduce casualties," Fu Tinghan said: "We can first train military medical staff from the military to civilians, and at the same time train doctors. The latter is difficult to learn, so we can rely on schools and the military medical training system."

As a result, the cost will be high.

Zhao Hanzhang thought about it for a while, and after weighing the pros and cons, he decided to do it, so he nodded and said: "Okay, then we will mark out this area, and the military doctors will be trained next to the medicine shop."

She turned to look at Fu Tinghan, "Military medical system and military medical manual..."

Fu Tinghan: "I'll draft it."

Zhao Hanzhang breathed a sigh of relief. She was a little busy recently and was afraid she wouldn't be able to spare her time, but she still said, "I'll be with you."

They say they are together, but in fact Fu Tinghan does the main work. She is too busy.

After meeting the manor steward and deciding on the location of the medicine shop, Zhao Hanzhang asked Zhao Tong to build the medicine shop and at the same time select people who could enter the traditional Chinese medicine and nursing system.

"It needs to be dexterous, both boys and girls," Zhao Hanzhang thought for a while and felt that the requirements should be relaxed, and said: "Anyone under thirty years old can do it. Those with good physical strength, flexible hands and feet, and medical foundation are preferred."

Fu Tinghan added on the side, "Those who are good at sewing and butchers are also given priority."

Zhao Hanzhang: "...Yes!"

Turning his head to look at Fu Tinghan, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Zhao Hanzhang and Zhao Tongtong, who looked confused, said: "Military doctors, it's still related to sewing and repairing and cutting and cutting."

Zhao Tong trembled all over and couldn't help but tremble.

He accepted the order.

It's just that they still lack professional talents. Zhao Hanzhang pondered for a while and directly ordered, "Pass this order, all workers in the manor who come to work will be treated the same as scholars."

The treatment of scholars in this manor is very high. Anyone who can read and count can be assigned a house and a field as soon as they enter the manor, and can directly earn a high monthly salary, and all their food, clothing, housing and transportation are free.

Unlike other refugees, although they have been accommodated, everything they use must be deducted from their working hours later.

Now Zhao Hanzhang directly raised the salary of Baigong to the same as that of scholars.

Zhao Hanzhang thought for a while and felt that it was too narrow to search for hundreds of laborers within the manor, so he called Fan Ying and said, "Inform all counties and counties that from next year, laborers will be equal to scholars, and all laborers who come to Yuzhou will be treated with courtesy." , each county will open examination rooms every month to select hundreds of craftsmen, and craftsman status is equivalent to good qualifications..."

Fan Ying wrote them down one by one, went down to write the official documents, and then took her down to find someone to write the official documents. She also had subordinates, but they were not enough now, because some official documents had to be written in ten copies, one for each county.

After it was written, she took it to Zhao Hanzhang for sealing.

Zhao Hanzhang usually puts two seals on official documents, one is the governor's seal, and the other is her private seal. Sometimes she dislikes the trouble and just uses her private seal.

All counties have long known that her private seal is equivalent to her order, and its effectiveness is superior to the governor's seal.

Because sometimes she handed over state affairs to Ji Yuan or Zhao Kuan, etc., and would leave the governor's seal to them.

Zhao Hanzhang flipped through it and then pressed his private seal directly on it.

It was already dark at this time, and nine copies of the official document were sent out the next day. Zhao Hanzhang also took one copy with him, intending to hand it to Zhao Ming personally.

Zhao Hanzhang's whereabouts became a mystery. Zhao Ming did not know that she was back at first, until she returned to Xiping again. Occasionally, he heard the human voice: "I said, I saw a group of people passing by on the road the day before yesterday. I took a glance. She looks like Sanniang.”

"Where did you see it?"

"It was just in the few acres of land at my house in the northern suburbs. I went to shake the rabbit and saw it."

Zhao Ming, who was sitting in the pavilion drinking wine, narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard that the people below him had already retorted for him, "You must have read it wrong. I saw it the day before yesterday. The servant just came to report that Sanniang was back. So these two Where has she been?"

"I don't know where she went. Anyway, I looked like Sanniang from a distance."

"If it looks like it, it doesn't necessarily mean it is."

"How come it's not necessarily true? In this hundred-mile radius, which girl has such a heroic figure as hers, and is not inferior to a man when riding a horse? I must be right."

"Did you mistake the girl from the Sun family for Sanniang? Or Yun Xin from the east cousin's family?"

Seeing that he had repeatedly questioned himself, the other party was unhappy, "Yunxin is several years younger than Sanniang, and she is smaller. Can I be wrong? Although the cousin from the Sun family is powerful, she is not as good as our Sanniang." It’s still far behind, if I pay it off while standing, will my posture on the horse be the same?”

"If you don't believe me, ask Mingdi," he said, turning to the pavilion and shouting: "Zinian, do you think Sanniang returned to Xiping the day before yesterday?"

Zhao Ming glanced at him gently and said: "Cousin Fan, you went to catch rabbits in the field again. Some time ago, someone complained to me, saying that several pits were dug in the wheat field and there was fire ash in the pits. Did you burn that?"

Zhao Fan immediately stopped talking.

Zhao Ying, who was sitting drinking with Zhao Fan, also lowered his head and drank silently, not daring to say a word.