In the third year of Emperor Wen of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he changed the name of Yongle to the first year of Yongle, and held a grand event in the same year [Hundred Schools of Thought].

On the first day of July in the first year of Yongle, [Hundred Schools of Thought] officially began. The first thing to do is [Wenbi] Thousands of literati and ink writers passed through layers of screening, and finally selected 100 people.

These 100 people represent the most outstanding literati of the Four Kingdoms, the Great Zhou and the Great Qin are famous for their poetry and writing, and the Great Liao and the Four Seas are folk songs and folk songs, which have quite a different flavor.

Although Zhao Zili has not published poems and songs in recent years, several poems that won the world a few years ago are still talked about.

Tianxianglou, the settlement of literati in Luoyang City, is also deeply loved by literati from several countries. The big boss behind it is Fan Jian, and this is also a good place to collect intelligence for Zhao Zili.

The whole restaurant can overlook half of Luoyang, and it is all scattered, with only one box, which is reserved for Zhao Zili.

The rest of the people are treated equally regardless of their status, which also makes a large number of literati applaud.

"The Seven Princes of the year are the current regents, but I don't know if there is still the talent of the year after so many years." A Da Qin costume sat by the window, and his tone seemed to be unkind.

"Hey, this brother, it's not right for you to say that, you dare to question the regent of Da Zhou." Saying that, it took a movement to wipe his neck.

"It's okay, it is said that the regent is broad-minded, how can he be embarrassed for two jokes, not to mention that this Tianxianglou also said that everything can be said here." When the Great Qin literati heard this, they immediately straightened their backs and continued: "It is true that the strength of the regent is the best in the world, but martial arts does not represent literature, you are right, and I am not disrespectful to the prince. At this time, Zhao Zili took Chen Xiaotang, as well as Fan Jian and his wife Xie Tingcheng to Tianxiang Tower, and happened to see this scene.

"Lord Wang, it seems that some people are questioning your literature." Xie Qingcheng, the daughter of Xie An, missed Zhao Zili back then, although she later knew the truth, she refused to share a man with others.

What's more, when the Luoyang car was in chaos, Fan Jian risked his life to save her whole family. At that time, she had a sudden emergency, and Fan Jian begged people and medicine everywhere, and she still did not give up in that situation, which moved her greatly.

Later, Zhao Zili pacified the world, Fan Jian was named Hou, and became the hottest young talent in Luoyang except for Zhao Zili, and there was an endless stream of people who came to ask for relatives.

Under the impetus of Xie An, Fan Jian finally got a beauty, and now she is pregnant and happy.

"Good is like water, water is good for all things without fighting, don't pay attention to it." Zhao Zili smiled slightly, and didn't say anything more, this kind of little person just wanted to attract the attention of others.

"Allure, the prince's literary style is still as good as ever." Fan Jian let out a heartfelt sigh, but his tone was sour.

"Everybody has strengths, and you're where you are today, and you're still good." Xie Tingcheng knew that Fan Jian still felt that he was fond of Zhao Zili in his heart, but only she knew that Fan Jian was the most important person to her now.

"Hehe, it's still Mrs. empathetic." Fan Jian was full of joy and helped Xie Chengcheng up the stairs.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, he walked to the only room on the third floor. The Great Qin literati who spoke so eloquently was so frightened that he sat on the stool with a wry smile on his face.

"They're on... Up, the third floor, which means there's a regent in there, right? ”

"It should be, does anyone dare to go up?"

"I remember, followed by Pingnan Marquis Fan Jian and his wife, then the one in front must be the regent." The literati of Daqin broke out in a cold sweat, he was sure that Zhao Zili must have heard his words, but it seemed that he didn't care about him, so he hurriedly put down the meal money and ran away.

"Chestnut, it seems that you are famous far and wide, and you are scared of people." Chen Xiaocheng couldn't help but sneer when he saw the fleeing literati.

Zhao Zili shook his head and said helplessly: "I don't want to either." ”

"Lord Wang, the conference is about to start, why are we here." Fan Jian was a little puzzled, this road is not close to the Qingteng Academy, although it is too late, but I don't know what the reason for suddenly coming to Tianxianglou is it.

"I didn't just ask you to build Tianxiang Mansion to collect information about these literati, but this time I want to give you a task related to my life and death."

When Fan Jian heard this, he immediately sat upright, he understood that Zhao Zili never joked about big things, and clasped his fists with both hands: "Please give orders from the prince." ”

"Okay, there is a [substitute puppet] for me on the roof of Tianxianglou, someone must have shot at me at this conference, and I will fake my death in case of crisis. This is my last resort, you have to guard it yourself, and I will let the Praetorian Army and Dorgon and others assist you. Second, it is also to attract attention, as soon as we come today, people will definitely find that here, a vicious battle is inevitable, do you have confidence? Fan Jian grinned, glanced back at Xie Qingcheng, and then said: "Don't worry, the prince is in the building, and the people are still in the building." ”

"Xianggong ......" Xie Tingcheng was a little nervous, she didn't want Fan Jian to have an accident, but now that Zhao Zili could be entrusted with such a heavy responsibility, there was no way to refuse.

"You can rest assured, this building is not an ordinary restaurant, and with all kinds of arrangements, even if you have a baby here, it will be fine. The reason why Chestnut called you up is because he was afraid that you would worry about Fan Jian and let you accompany him. Chen Xiaocheng glanced at Zhao Zili, this guy teased this little couple to play.

"Lord Wang, you are not kind, you really scared me just now." Fan Jian wiped his forehead with a helpless expression.

"Hahaha, look at your guts, you don't want to think about it, my stand-in is here, which means that I am here." Zhao Zili patted Fan Jian's shoulder, and said, "You and Allure can rest here in peace." After speaking, he got up and rushed towards the Qingteng Academy with Chen Xiaocheng.

"Chestnut, your [Substitute for the Dead Doll] has been arranged." Zhao Zili nodded and said, "Counting Fan Jian, the nine puppets here have all been arranged. Jiang Gongwang used the [Hetu Luo Book] to calculate that I would encounter many life and death crises during this conference, and there was a 30% chance of falling. And although Luoyang is protected by the [Enchantment Pillar], there are still many secret skills, and it is not monolithic. Chen Xiaocheng's face was a little incredulous: "There are still people who can evade your means, could it be that there are also people you arranged to guard the [Substitute for the Dead Doll]..."

"Yes, except for Fan Jian, the other eight people have problems, and only Fan Jian is real here, and the others are all fake." After a lot of investigation, Zhao Zili has found a lot of hidden spies, and even a few old people who grew up with him.

"I see, no wonder you do it, it's up to those rats to take the bait." Chen Xiaocheng was relieved to see that Zhao Zili had made sufficient preparations, and was full of expectations for the next battle.

The two of them galloped all the way, and soon arrived at the Qingteng Academy, and the opening ceremony of the conference began.

"Oh, my good brother, you're finally here." Zhao Zifeng is now in charge of the school palace, with a high prestige, and under her leadership, a group of talents have emerged in the Great Zhou.

"Everyone else has arrived."

"Your Majesty, the ministers and the envoys of various countries have arrived, and the students are all ready, and there is no abnormality yet." Zhao Zili nodded, now that there are many people, those people don't have much chance to start, even if they want to create chaos, they won't pick the heavily guarded opening ceremony.

"Okay, the end of the preliminary round is a key point, according to the rules, those who are shortlisted for the semi-finals will get close to His Majesty." Zhao Zifeng nodded and said, "I understand, everything is ready, as long as someone feels it, it will be interesting." ”

"Okay, little orange, you still have to do some disguise, so that no one can find out." Zhao Zili brought Chen Xiaocheng a necklace [Pandora's Heart], which could perfectly hide his breath and be dying, and then follow Zhao Zifeng's side, and no one would find out.

"Regent, here."

"The palace master of the Qingteng Academy Palace has arrived."

"The Four Seas Dynasty Mission Arrives"

"The Great Liao Mission Arrives"

"Great Qin Mission to" .................. With the arrival of heavyweights one after another, the convention is about to kick off.

"Your Majesty Emperor Wen, here."

"Long live my emperor, long live the prince" Emperor Wen Zhao Zijun's arrival marked the official beginning of the [Hundred Schools of Thought].