With the growing city-state of Dawen, the former Yitong College has also become the Yitong School Palace, which manages hundreds of colleges, schools, and schools in Sichuan and Chongqing, and has faintly become the leading school in China that can compete with Bailudong College.

Therefore, the second session of the Hundred Schools' Forum, not only Bai Junru and other teachers of the school palace attended, Xu Xuanrong and Ding Yanzhi, two senior officials at the third public level, as well as Guo Fengjie, Wen Yuancai, Bai Qiuyu, Duan Shaojie, Deng Yitong, Tang Daoyuan The six ministers led the six officials also left Chengdu Mansion together and came to Yuzhou thousands of miles away.

This is only the people who attended from the Wenbang side, and there are also people from other forces in China, such as Li Yuezhou, Wu Jiamin, Mo Ju, Fang Ci, Yang Yanzhao and other people from various universities, as well as countless scholars from poor families and cultivating in various families, and there are countless of them.

There is still an hour before the beginning of the pulpit, the Jinxiu Lake in the north of the school palace is already overcrowded, scholars from all over China stand together according to their respective schools, a few clever ones brought the bench in advance, but in the crowd, they sat on the bench as if they were sitting on pins and needles, and after a while, they took the bench and stood up stupidly.

As far as the eye can see, the number of Confucians is the largest, more than 300 people, almost the east side of the lake shore is occupied, among which Li Yuezhou, Wei Jinxiu, Wen Tianxiang, Su Shi, Zhao Tingzhi and other respected people all stand in front of the column, just because of the Northern Li and Southern Song Dynasty, they are faintly divided into two factions, separated from each other by a distance.

The number of Mo family members is second only to Confucianism, and the contemporary Mozi ink torch wears a black robe, standing at the front, and the high-level Mojia such as Mo Shu and Mo Zichang are standing behind.

Although the number of soldiers led by Yang Yanzhao is not large, all of them are battle-hardened generals, and they are all surging in anger, just as soon as they stand there, everyone around them involuntarily retreats, and they dare not approach at all.

The Taoist priests from the Taoist sects such as Longhu Mountain, Sanqing Mountain, and Dunjia Sect did not stand together, but scattered around the lake shore according to their respective mountain gates.

In addition, the scholars of the peasant family, the vertical and horizontal family, the medical family, the novelist, the miscellaneous family, the famous family, and so on were scattered among the crowd because there was no leading figure.

Seeing that the hour was approaching, the crowd gradually quieted down, and they all looked at the north side of the lakeshore, where it was all the people of Wenbang.

"It's almost time," Zou Buyi looked up at the sky and chuckled, "Lord Xiangguo, let's start?"

Xu Xuanrong smiled slightly, took the lead and walked forward, and in an instant, everyone subconsciously looked at the woman in the white dress.

Stepping on the void, Xu Xuanrong slowly came to the center of the lakeshore, looked around, and said with a smile: "Today, you are here, I am very honored to be here, this official is not talented, presiding over this hundred forums, if there are mistakes or omissions, I hope you Haihan." ”

"For a thousand years, the hundred schools of thought of my Chinese sons are no longer the grand occasion of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, thinking back to the past, a hundred schools of thought contended, each expressing their own opinions, no distinction between the top and the bottom, no judgment of high and low, everyone spoke freely, so the trend of thought is unlimited, and the culture is prosperous. ”

"However, as for now, a hundred schools of thought withered, the grand occasion of the past years no longer exists, the people's wisdom is closed, such as ignorant ants, I deeply feel the decay of Chinese culture, and hereby hold a hundred forums, in order to let the world speak freely, distinguish physiology, and create a prosperous and prosperous world. ”

Hearing Xu Xuanrong talking, the faces of the Confucian people were slightly ugly, especially when they felt the hostile gazes from the surrounding universities, they became more and more annoyed.

Xu Xuanrong's previous words were clearly to satirize the dominance of the Confucian family and deliberately suppress various academic schools, making the Chinese people intellectually closed, and the people as ignorant as ants.

"Today, I want to scrap the old and build the new, and reconsider the hundred schools of thought!"

As Xu Xuanrong's last sentence sounded, there was an uproar around the lakeshore, although he had already known about it, but when he heard that the Dawen city-state really wanted to re-establish the hundred families of the princes, everyone couldn't help but talk about it.

Su Shi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly sneered: "Wenbang has only been established for a few years, I don't know what qualifications you have to preside over this matter?"

Xu Xuanrong glanced at it, although it was hundreds of zhang away, Su Shi's body was still shocked, and he hurriedly released the realm, which blocked the spiritual pressure that Xu Xuanrong was approaching from afar.

There was a bit of jealousy in his eyes, and Su Shi smiled: "Why, if you can't answer, do you want to overwhelm people with power?"

Suddenly, Zou Buyi walked out of the queue slowly, and said loudly: "Zou Buyi of the Yin and Yang family, agree with Wenbang to preside over this matter!"

"Confucian Tang Daoyuan agrees with Wenbang to preside over this matter!"

"Legalist Ding Yanzhi agrees with Wenbang presiding over this matter!"

"The famous Guo Fengjie agrees with Wenbang to preside over this matter!"

"Confucian Bai Junru, agree with Wenbang to preside over this matter!"

"Miscellaneous Xu Yanli, agree with Wenbang to preside over this matter!"

With one voice of approval, everyone in Wenbang came out one after another and opened their mouths in favor.

Zhao Tingzhi's eyes flashed slightly, and he was about to speak, when he heard a person on the other side of the lake laugh and said: "Up and down Longhu Mountain, agree with Wenbang to preside over this matter!"

"Sanqing Mountain, agree with Wenbang to preside over this matter!"

"The top and bottom of the Dunjia Sect agree with Wenbang to preside over this matter!"

The Taoist people were scattered in the crowd before, so not many people noticed them before, until they spoke one after another at this moment, and everyone was surprised to find that among the top Taoist sects, except for the Great Compassion and Compassion Zhai, which did not have anyone present, the rest all agreed with Wen Bang to preside over the reconsideration of the hundred schools of thought.

Mo Ju brushed his beard with one hand, and was groaning, and Mo Shu beside him had already poked out his head, and said with a wicked smile: "Mo Jiamo Shu, agree with Wen Bang to preside over this matter!"

Coldly Mo Shu opened his mouth, Mo Ju couldn't help but look angrily, the reason why their Mo family has not been decayed to this day is because they have never been involved in these things, but they didn't expect Mo Shu to dare to speak without his consent, making his original plan to remain neutral completely failed.

Seeing that Su Shi and Zhao Tingzhi's faces were ugly, Wu Yuan in the crowd shook his head slightly, and his eyes showed a little disdain.

Today, the Chinese scholars gathered in Yuzhou, just to reconsider the hundred schools of thought, if this event has not yet begun, there may be a chance to stop it, but it has come to this time, under the general trend, unless there are eight realms to suppress it, it is impossible to stop this general trend.

"Confucian Li Yuezhou, agree with Wenbang to preside over this matter!"

At this time, Li Yuezhou also spoke, and suddenly Su Shi, Zhao Tingzhi and other Confucian people who took refuge in Beili were all embarrassed.

Xu Xuanrong stood in the middle of the lakeshore with his hands in his hands, his white skirt fluttering, seeing the endless voices of response around him, he smiled slightly, and glanced at Su Zhao and the others with a sneering look, the corners of the eyes of the angry two twitched, and they couldn't wait to get up and slap them over.

Under the chairmanship of Xu Xuanrong, the first agenda item of the Hundred Schools Forum officially began, that is, to determine which schools to retain.

Among them, Taoism, Confucianism, Legalism, Zonghengjia, Yin-Yang Family, Moism, Farmer's Family, Miscellaneous Family, Famous Family, and Novelist, as well as the military family and the medical family, were the first to be retained.

Probably because this event is related to the survival of the school, the descendants of the various schools that have never appeared in the past also appeared one by one.

The novelist is descended from the words of the people.

Famous heir Huang Xun.

Miscellaneous heirloom Zhu Chaoqun.

The heirloom of the doctor is Bai Banshan.

The hundreds of schools of thought have been passed down to the present, and most of the core lineages are divided into several schools, such as Bai Banshan and Liu Mengzhu are actually the descendants of the medical family, but their respective inheritances are different.

Among them, the most shocking thing is that Zhu Chaoqun, the world-famous envoy of Jiangnan Road in the Southern Song Dynasty since childhood, is actually a miscellaneous heir.

With the determination of the 12 schools to be retained, the event quickly moved on to the second agenda item, which was to discuss which schools to add.

This agenda was the most lively, and it successively put forward 18 schools of thought, such as Shang, Shi, Shan, and Thorn.

Among them, the nominees of Shang, Shi, and Thorn are Xu Qiuling, Fang Ci, and Heli, and most of the other nominees are grandmaster-level figures with a strong reputation in Huaxia.

But the most surprising thing is that the nominee of the good family is actually Xunling, the sacrificial wine of Suiyang Academy in the Southern Song Dynasty.

This person is the descendant of the Confucian Xunzi lineage, they inherited Xunzi's idea that human nature is inherently evil, and the so-called good family is the school of education and guidance of human nature to good.

Xun Ling's proposal to establish a good family undoubtedly caused an uproar among the Confucian people, although Li Yuezhou, Su Shi and others did not speak, but the others surrounded the people of Huaiyang Academy, scolding them sharply, accusing them of trying to split Confucianism.

Since they dared to propose the establishment of a good family in public at this moment, it was obvious that Xun Ling and other Huaiyang Academy people had already prepared to be blamed, and one by one they were not in a hurry, represented by Xun Ling, who was a sacrificial wine, and slowly explained the reasons for proposing a good family, as well as the special features of the concept of a good family.

Seeing everyone arguing and fighting, Duan Shaojie raised his eyebrows, and suddenly glanced at Wen Yuancai, who also happened to look over, the two looked at each other, quietly retreated into the crowd, and quietly retreated to the end of the crowd under the cover of several officials under his command.

The two talked for a few words, and Wen Yuancai frowned slightly, puzzled: "Why didn't Xu Xiangguo do anything to us?"

With the means of Xu Xuanrong and others, Wen Yuancai and their actions must have been discovered, but for some reason, until now, no one from Xu Xuanrong or others has come forward to stop them.

With a twitch of the corners of his lips, Duan Shaojie sneered: "To put it bluntly, isn't it just a lack of heart." ”

Wen Yuancai's brows furrowed tighter, and he didn't believe that Xu Xuanrong and the others would give up blocking their actions because of their weak hearts, but they couldn't think of a reason for a while.

Seeing him frowning, Duan Shaojie said helplessly: "This woman is good at yang conspiracy, I think it is to lure us to do it, so it is logical to occupy the righteousness, it is really her heart to be punished!"

Wen Yuancai's face was slightly gloomy when he heard this, he thought about it, and suddenly wondered, "Where did Lord Bai go?"

"I didn't see him either. Duan Shaojie shook his head, his face a little solemn.

When everyone gathered before, they didn't see any trace of Bai Qiuyu, and they didn't know where they ran.

*——*——*——*

Move out of the city.

Iron cavalry, flag fluttering.

A man in white turned his back to the city and faced an army of tens of thousands.

"Hezhou, white autumn rain. ”