On the second day of the second month of the second month of the seventh spring of the Great Song Jingkang, the dragon raised its head. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The university city outside Yingtianxin City, early in the morning, is already crowded, thousands of people of all kinds, scattered in all corners, ten or eight into groups, three people and five people in a group, one by one with a solemn expression, as if they were the scholars who rushed to take the examination when the imperial examination was still opened.

They all walked to the center of the university city, where there was a tall building, its design refers to the echo system of the Daqing Hall of the Great Song Dynasty, the scale is no less than the Daqing Palace, can accommodate 10,000 people inside, and in the nave to speak loudly, as long as the 10,000 people are not noisy, then everyone can hear clearly.

This hall, known as the Qiushi Palace, according to Zhou Quan, will become a public place in the university city in the future, where teachers and students can gather every year when the universities in the university city open to talk about the future.

Only the manpower, material and financial resources in Zhou Quan's hands can build a hall of this scale in such a short period of time. Even some officials who served in the center of the Great Song Dynasty, after seeing this place, felt that it was a bit of a waste, such a vast and magnificent building, not as the main hall of the imperial court, but was used in the school, especially in this school, may not talk about Confucian classics, only about practical learning!

At this time, outside the main hall, thousands of people had gathered, but most of them were not qualified to enter the Qiushi Palace, so they could only stop outside the Qiushi Palace and look at the avenue leading to the main entrance.

There are patrols to maintain order and keep people out of the avenue. These people stood on tiptoe one by one, wanting to see if anyone was coming.

"Look, the new learners are here, see if you see it, many of them are wearing white scarves, that is to mourn Wang Lin!"

"Which Wang Lin?"

"The great-grandson of the Xianggong was originally here to participate in the debate, but he was assassinated by the gangsters, who are said to be from Jingshi and are a figure of the Luoxue faction......"

"I also heard that this Wang Lin Xiaoxiang is okay with public arguments, his family history is the person who is the new learner, and the reason why the gangsters assassinated him was that he was afraid that he would take out the skills of the old minister, sweep the world, and let Luo Xue return to Xijing again as a turtle with a shrunken head!"

"The joke, that is, the new learning is not defeated by Luo Xue, what can Luo Xue do, and what about the real learning, His Royal Highness King Ji personally founded it, how can these crooked and evil ways be compared?"

"Shixue says that others are crooked, jokes, jokes, which saint has passed down Shixue?"

"Do you dare to criticize the actual learning, don't you take His Royal Highness King Ji in your eyes, when it comes to meritorious deeds, His Royal Highness King Ji is worse than which saint?"

"Yes, His Royal Highness King Ji is not bad, princess collector...... Ahh ”

"Beat this guy, dare to speak disrespectfully to His Highness here!"

"Ahh

In these crowds of people watching the excitement, such things happen from time to time, and then patrol and rush up, catch the people who are fighting, and take them away from the scene together, if there are still those who do not obey, they will pour a basin of cold water to make them sober and sober.

The newcomers looked solemn, they didn't care about the noise around them, and some of them even had a sad look on their faces.

Lu Zai pursed his lips, his eyes swept over the crowd coldly, since the last assassination, he had lingering palpitations about this kind of crowded place, so this time, he did not take Lu You with him, but entrusted Lu You to the kind Li to participate in politics.

Originally, he knew that he was a shallow learner, but he just wanted to come and see the excitement and strive to make up for the new learning. However, the assassination aroused his anger and made him realize that this national debate was a polemic and he could not stay out of it. Therefore, in the past few months, he took advantage of his father Lu Dian's fame, and also used his prestige in the book collection world to unify the sons of Xinxue, and also discovered many rising stars.

It made him regret that these rising stars appeared late, they had previously faced the suppression and temptation of the Ercheng brothers, and now they had to face such a terrible enemy as Shixue.

Although Lu Zai knew that this time the country was a polemic and Xinxue might be defeated, it was better to die without a fight than to die without a fight. It was with this mood that the sons of Xinxue walked into the Qiushi Palace with a state of mourning.

Soon after them, there were the representatives of Luo Xue, the disciples of Ercheng.

"It's really a mess, King Ji only values truth and not morality, that's why it's like this." Juan Guo looked left and right, saw the chaos around him, and sighed.

"You're wrong." Hou Zhongliang said slowly.

Hu Anguo was a little unconvinced, but as soon as he saw Hou Zhongliang's pale hair, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

The disciples of Chengmen are not one with each other, but for the sake of the inheritance of Taoism, Hou Zhongliang ran around the sea regardless of his age, and even proposed a way to solve today's predicament, whether it was character or academics, Hu Anguo had to admire and admire.

He even vaguely felt in his heart that Hou Zhongliang saw things more accurately than Yang Shi, who was still in prison now, perhaps this was as Hou Zhongliang himself said, firstly, because he had traveled to many places and had seen with his own eyes the cities of the Five Kingdoms, Liuqiu and many cities and villages in Japan under Zhou Quan's rule; The second is because he has a better understanding of Shixue, and even tries to explain Shixue from the perspective of the "Yi" and "Spring and Autumn" classics.

As they appeared on the main road leading to the main entrance, the noise around them gradually quieted down.

"Why are there so many old people, you see that there are young people on the Xinxue side, why are there all old people here?" Someone muttered quietly.

"The older you get, the more you read, and the more you learn...... You see, the old man with a white beard and hair who looks to be seventy or eighty years old is Hou Zhongliang, he is the cousin of the two Mr. Cheng, who has won the life of Ercheng Erti, and is a well-known master of learning in the world! ”

"The one who spoke to him, I also recognize, is Mr. Hu Anguohu, he is a disciple of Mr. Yang Shi, Mr. Yang Shi is now in prison and cannot come, so he came in place of Mr. Yang!"

"It's worthy of being a disciple of Ercheng, all of them look like they're all erudite elders, tsk, those young people who are new to learning are probably not their opponents."

"Not necessarily, if you argue and argue, the fight will start, these old people, but they can't beat the young and strong offspring."

Hearing that his own people had also become a topic of discussion among the idlers, Hu Anguo, Zhu Zhen and others were disgusted, but Hou Zhongliang's face did not change.

Hou Zhongliang has a wider range of knowledge than those people, and he knows very well the effect of Zhou Quan's use of public opinion. Whether it is the Beijing-Xuzhou Railway or Japan's colonial policy, Zhou Quan has made full use of the characteristics of the common people who love to spread rumors and make comments.

Who knows how many of the people who are talking about it on the periphery are sent by Zhou Quan to lead the rhythm.

The group of them was older, and they walked more slowly, and before they entered the gate of the Qiushi Palace, they heard a sudden commotion behind them. Hou Zhongliang reacted slowly and didn't have time to turn back, while Hu Anguo looked back, only to find that behind him, he actually came...... A women's army!

It is indeed a women's army, there are not many people, only more than ten people, but the person who is the leader, Hu Anguo vaguely knows, is Li Qingzhao!

At this time, Li Qingzhao was already a, and beside her, a group of warblers crepe, although they were shy, they still firmly followed her forward.

When Hu Anguo saw this, he couldn't help but be stunned: "What does this mean?" ”

"Yes, what does this mean, could it be that this time the country is a polemic, and women are allowed to participate?"

"What are the girls going to mix, let's go home honestly!"

The scholars who were watching around, whether they were Xinxue or Luoxue, all had a common enemy at this time, and they shouted one after another.

Li Qingzhao raised her eyebrows, the cold light flashed in her eyes, and the heroic spirit of her girlhood seemed to have returned to her: "The monarch's proposal for the country is a polemic, but did you ever say that women are not allowed to participate?" ”

This is not true, Zhou Quan's national is polemic order is very clear, as long as it can become a family, after review, you can enter the palace to participate in the national polemic. Even if you don't pass the review, you can use the two-mile-long public notice board outside the palace to post your own articles and opinions for everyone to discuss.

"Since the king can't help it, and the law of the country is not limited, why can't we participate, the country is the country, the people of the world, half men and half women, we can at least speak for half of the people in the world!"

As soon as these words came out, there was laughter and scolding around, but no one could refute her reason.

Li Qingzhao is still afraid of the ridicule of these people now?

Zhao Mingcheng's abandonment of Baozhou has already disgraced their husband and wife, and after escaping to heaven, thanks to Zhou Quan's help, Zhao Mingcheng did not die of illness on the streets. After that, Li Qingzhao began to look for talented women, especially those who were not well-known but talked a lot about books and were quite talented, and organized them to set up a "sister club", not for anything else, but to fight for some rights for women.

In fact, although China is patriarchal, the status of women is much stronger than that of those civilizations where women have no rights at all, and it is even stronger than the civilization of the Great Ogre Cult that equates the status of women with livestock or even inferiority to livestock. And Li Qingzhao is also keenly aware that with the promotion of machine production, a large number of women have also entered factories and workshops, obtaining income and remuneration no less than men's, achieving economic self-reliance, and their status in the family is improving, which makes Li Qingzhao feel that under Zhou Quan's rule, women may be able to get more things than in the old era: the right to education, the right to equal pay for equal work, and even the right to be a career!

Seeing that the sisters around him were ridiculed and a little embarrassed, and even some of the more fragile ones were already in tears, Li Qingzhao was furious and raised his voice again: "Who is not born of a woman, we sisters, do not hesitate to show up and say a few words for your mother and grandmother, you are not allowed?" ”

These words are a big killer, and some of those ridiculous words can't be said.

"Nonsense!" Hou Zhongliang glanced back at this time, threw down this comment, and entered the Qiushi Palace with Luo Xue.

Li Qingzhao and others then went in, and after them, several groups of people entered, and even Taoist priests and monks formed their own teams to participate.

On the top floor of Qiushi Palace, when Zhou Quan saw these Taoist priests and monks, he couldn't help but complain in his heart, or this should not be called a national polemic, but a CPPCC meeting.

Then his eyes lit up, because after waiting for so long, he finally saw the vigorous scholars in uniform and vigorous.

The leader is Yu Tomson.