Half a quarter of an hour later, the Zhang Sheng family and the Hua Tuo family's sky-walking tower ships were still on the way, and three more sky-walking tower ships took off from the capital. Many medical families from outside the region, such as the Huangcheng Ancient Land, Liangjie Mountain, Zhenyu Sea, Shihan Ancient Land, and Kong Family Ancient Land, also arrived in the capital of Jingguo through the literary world and took these three sky-walking tower ships to Ning'an.
A treatise on the plague was not worth their coming, but the voice of innovation was.
After Fang Yun learned the news, he ordered the yamen runners and soldiers of Ning'an City to move in more tables and chairs. The squares of the holy temples in various places were very large and could easily accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.
At around ten o'clock in the evening, ninety percent of the human race's high-ranking medical professionals gathered at the Ning'an Medical Literary Conference, and a grand literary conference rarely seen in a century officially began.
This involves the widening of a holy path. Not only have the saints of various human families turned their eyes here, but many eyes from all realms are also looking towards the small city of Ning'an.
Tens of thousands of medical family members gathered together, and their vital energy changed, flowing into the bodies of those present at an accelerated rate, so that they would not feel tired or exhausted, and both their body and mind would always remain in the best condition.
Not only did the doctors of the Medical Association change, but the people of Ning'an County also gradually changed. The wounds of those with external injuries healed quickly, those with minor illnesses disappeared without a trace, and those with serious illnesses got better...
With all the human medical family members gathered together, the format of the literary gathering naturally changed, but everyone still followed the method used by Fang Yun when he lectured in the capital, writing down difficult questions on paper and handing them to Fang Yun.
However, because there were too many papers, Secretary Ao Huang took on the burden of sorting them. He put all the papers into the Swallowing Sea Shell. Then he knew what was written on the paper with a single glance of his divine sense, and stacked similar questions together, arranging them from most to least. Then he showed them to Fang Yun in order.
Fang Yun glanced over all the questions and sighed lightly. He had originally only wanted to present "On Plague" at this literary conference as a seed to inspire the Warm Disease School. In a few years, this seed would naturally sprout.
However, the scale of the literary gathering was beyond imagination. Those great scholars and even great scholars could keenly perceive what ordinary doctors could not think of. They saw the omissions that Fang Yun had deliberately left behind, and hoped to make up for it at today's literary gathering.
Fang Yun thought about it and decided to let the Warm Disease School germinate directly today. Anyway, the questions asked today are varied. As long as we talk slowly, we will definitely hit the key points, and then expand on them. Now we don't ask for the independence of Warm Disease from Typhoid Fever, but just ask for in-depth discussion, and then it will come naturally.
As for whether the Warm Disease School will blossom and bear fruit, that will have to wait until later, as it is impossible for a literary conference to fully form it. If there is not enough buffer period, I don’t know how many medical professionals’ literary courage will be shattered.
The people at the Medical Literature Conference were neither hungry nor thirsty, neither tired nor exhausted. They continued to exchange ideas and research, and various concepts kept colliding. However, today was not a discussion of Taoism, but a joint study of plague and febrile diseases. Everything was done in moderation, otherwise once the great scholars discussed Taoism, they could raze the entire Ning'an City to the ground.
A night passed. The Medical Literature Conference showed no signs of cooling down, and all the doctors were still in high spirits. Some talked, some argued, some recorded. Ao Huang directly put the Xulou Pearl in the air to record the entire process of the conference.
The people in Ning'an City did not notice anything major unusual, they just felt that they slept particularly comfortably last night.
On March 20th, the medical and literary conference continued from morning, noon to evening.
It was not until the early morning of March 21 that the Medical Literature Conference became less lively than before. However, the changes in the vitality above Ning'an City became more drastic. Because it now involved the subtleties of diseases such as the plague, every word could not be uttered lightly, and every answer required a long period of thought.
At the beginning, Fang Yun spoke eloquently relying on his strong knowledge reserves, but starting from the early morning of March 21st, he could not answer many questions quickly. Sometimes he had to think for a long time or look for answers in the world of strange books.
The more profound the knowledge is, the more difficult it is to make every step.
It is difficult to take a single step forward within the holy path.
It was also from the early morning of this day that the second round of voices of innovation emerged!
The sound of the first round of innovation was burning to ashes, while the sound of the second round of innovation was burning out and rebirth.
"Keng..."
The literary courage is well-known and he is promoted to the second level.
Fang Yun was thinking about a problem. When he heard a voice, he looked in the direction of the sound and saw an old doctor with a surprised smile on his face and his eyes closed.
"That's Mr. Su from Qi Country. He has been promoted to the second level of literary talent! Congratulations!"
Just a quarter of an hour later, there was another voice from the literary advisor. This time, the literary advisors were gathered together and it was an old scholar.
Next, voices of promotions for literary talents were heard one after another. Most of them were older people who had accumulated a lot of experience and were the first to benefit.
Those young and middle-aged people had no jealousy at all and gave their best wishes to them wholeheartedly, because after the literary gathering, as long as they devoted themselves to study, they would surely achieve success soon, and since they were still young, they would go further in the medical field than these old gentlemen in the future.
Before dawn, the voices of literary courage are heard.
Every time the Wendan sounded, there would be an extra apricot tree in the county academy, Fang Yun's medical books would be improved, and the doctors present would get some benefits...
The sun rises, and the first ray of morning light shines on the Academy of Literature. Suddenly, an inexplicable light sound is heard. The sound is gentle and melodious, neither strong nor soft, as if it is the first ray of sunshine in the world, like the sound of an egg cracking, full of new life.
An old scholar has made great achievements in medicine and made a breakthrough in his literary career, and was promoted to Hanlin!
Amid the sounds of congratulations and under the shining morning light, everyone's face was filled with joy as if they had heard the news.
Soon, many medical family members looked at the eight great medical scholars sitting at the main table. Even Fang Yun and Ao Huang were no exception, with questioning looks in their eyes.
The eight great scholars smiled, and then Zhang Zangxiang nodded gently and said, "The medical way is more important, and the saintly way is closer."
Everyone's smiles were brighter than the morning light.
"Very good!"
A large number of young medical family members cheered.
Ao Huang's tail kept wagging as he said happily, "This is great news! The medical path is more important, which means that it can accommodate more medical scholars. In the future, the opportunities for medical scholars to be promoted will be much greater than before, and the overall strength of the human race will also increase."
Fang Yun nodded.
Previously, both the institutions of the Industrialists and the reforms of the Legalists were only at the level of "skills". However, "Treatise on Epidemics" inherited the treatise on typhoid fever and later initiated the treatise on warm disease, and its significance was extraordinary. Once the warm disease school was formed, medicine would rise to a huge level. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was the revival of medicine after Zhang Zhongjing.
The literary gathering lasted from the 19th to the early morning of the 21st, and there was still no sign of ending.
Before, Fang Yun was mainly responsible for the task of explanation and development. Now, Fang Yun has opened the door to febrile disease studies and is standing at the door, overlooking the world like a protector.
The Medical Literature Meeting on March 21st became the stage for all medical practitioners. All medical practitioners gave up their constraints and began to express their own opinions, communicate with each other, debate with each other, and verify with each other.
By night, the medical and literary conference finally came to an end.
While participating in the medical and literary conference, Fang Yun did not slack off and always used letters to obtain information from the outside world.
Yesterday, the Left Prime Minister Liu Shan returned to the capital and did not interfere with the joint trial of the Criminal Court and the Three Judicial Departments.
The verdict of the trial will be announced tomorrow.
In Ning'an County, vital energy is surging.
There is an undercurrent in the capital. (To be continued)