There are seven cities in Chaoge City, the most prosperous ones are the East Market and the South Market, and the merchants who come and go from all over the world like to sell their goods in the seven cities, and then look for the goods they need to bring back to their home countries in the major markets according to the map.

This is the essence of business, they are like blood, carrying resources from all directions, circulating all over the world.

With the rise of Meng Jiguo's fame, the North Market, which had been silent for a long time, became lively again, from trading the meat of strange beasts and demon beasts, and now it has slowly become an existence similar to the School Palace.

Chaoge City brings together the nobles and strange people from all over the world, some people are keen on the affairs of the farmer, and they are particularly respectful of the theory of farming and warfare put forward by Jibo, and some people are keen on the idea of soldiers, and advocate the idea of victory without war, and so on......

Countless nobles gathered at the entrance of the North City before dawn, looking into the distance with anticipation.

Bo Yi Kao sat quietly in the restaurant, holding a piece of batter, and eating a simple breakfast seriously, while Wei Ben, who accompanied Bo Yi Kao on the side, was a little worried and vigilant.

"Childe, this is Chaoge, not Xiqi, your identity is sensitive, so don't show your face, so as not to harm each other."

"It's okay, isn't this still General Wei to protect you? Besides, today is a rare Legalist debate, all the sons advocate benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, and abandon the way of Legalism, and it is not easy to wait for such a grand meeting to debate with Meng Ji's law. ”

"However, if you really want to know about Meng Jiguo, why don't you go to Gongzidan?"

"Don't go, this is Brother Dan's fate, it's a good thing for him to stay in Dashang, the continuation of the clan should be like this, spread out to various places, at this time, for the sake of some doubts in my heart, rushing to find him will only hurt him. Rest assured! Before the king comes back, I will be fine, if I can take this opportunity to recruit a few talents, it will be my Xiqi luck. ”

There was a commotion outside, Bo Yi Kao and Wei Ben stretched their necks and looked out, it was a group of Meng Ji merchants who were in groups, hanging the Qingxuan flag, they were riding in an ox cart, shouting unknown poems in their mouths, and the first young man was sitting on the ox cart, staring proudly at the nobility and students who were swarming over.

"Who are you? Is there a new sutra to be delivered today? ”

The young man took out the two rolls of bamboo slips in his arms like holding a treasure, and said solemnly: "I am a golden scholar, a writer of the hundred schools of Meng Jiguo, Wen Hao, Jiang Xiang learned that there are also people who advocate Meng Ji's law in Chaoge City, and I specially ordered me to come with the law change scripture and argue with the kings. ”

Everyone looked overjoyed, has always relied on the words of the merchants, occasionally there can be a complete volume of scriptures to be transmitted, and it will be quickly coaxed by the big nobles to buy, there are very few Mengfa who can circulate in the market, this time the merchants came early in the news, saying that it was the Mengji Congress sent students to come to debate the law, so people from the surrounding countries flocked to it, almost to the north of the city to the water.

Knowledgeable, famous people, no matter where they go will be respected, Wen Hao on behalf of Meng Ji Xue Gong came, the great merchant Lile master Zichen respectfully invited the group from the businessman, on a high platform near a vacant land near the North City, Wen Hao was invited to take a seat, tell Meng Ji's law.

Regardless of whether others accept it or not, at least the identity of Meng Ji's school palace is worthy of such courtesy, the school palace has not been established for a long time, but it is Meng Jibo's personal order when he left, recruiting talents from all over the world to enter the palace, and he is very famous among nobles and students.

"What is a Legalist ......?"

Bo Yi Kao looked at Wen Hao on the stage more and more satisfied, the rule of law and innovative means are talking about three points, which makes people fascinated, I heard that this person often follows Jizo, and he is a talent who has personally participated in the landing and execution.

Bo Yi Kao pointed to Wen Hao on the stage, and then pointed to a few people in the audience who were-for-tat with Wen Hao and debated with reason, and said to Wei Ben.

"Let's make a note of these people, I will personally visit them in the next few days and visit all the talents."

"In the past few days, I have copied a lot of some of Meng Jiguo's political ideas, and at the same time I have also compiled some materials similar to Sanhe soil, manure method, and ploughing.

"Come to think of it, my father should return to Xiqi City at this time."

After instructing many things, Bo Yi got up and walked towards Wen Hao at the podium.

"Dare to ask sir, can Meng Ji's method be applied to Xiqi?"

Wen Hao looked at the jade-like boy in front of him with some vigilance, and no longer talked about the affairs of the Legalist family, but asked vigilantly: "Who are you?" ”

"In the next Zhou country, Bo Yi Kao, I have seen Mr."

Everyone was in an uproar, it was actually the eldest prince of Xiqi who came to the scene in person, Bo Yi Kao, synonymous with benevolence and righteousness, the representative of Zhou Guo's humble gentleman, the whole venue became more and more enthusiastic, and countless people enthusiastically saluted Bo Yi Kao, and this eldest prince also politely replied one by one.

"Where there are people, there should be a law, the law can be big or small, down to the ethical clan, up to the way of governing the country can be regulated and balanced by the law, there is a law in Xiqi, but the degree is different, since there is already the law of Xiqi, why follow the law of Meng Ji? What's right for you is the best. ”

Bo Yi Kao patted his hand, was in a good mood, and bowed respectfully: "Mr. has a mind and a great talent, can you be willing to go to my Xiqi?" I would like to follow the example of Meng Jibo's three Yin Jiushi, worship Mr. as a court lieutenant, and ask Mr. to teach me Xiqi. ”

Wen Hao was stunned, he originally meant to talk about the Fa, why did it suddenly become a solicitation? In front of the public, everyone applauded and praised Bo Yi Kao's wisdom.

"It's not an honor for the son to be invited, but I haven't learned yet, and I'm still learning with Master Jizo, so I don't dare to preside over the change of the law alone."

Perhaps he had a good impression of Boyi's examination, and at the same time, he was afraid that people would mistakenly think that he was a person who did not dare to preside over the law change, Wen Hao continued: "In time, if Wen Hao is successful in his studies, he will come to Xiqi in person, and I hope that the son will not dislike Wen Hao at that time." ”

Bo Yi showed a smile, and the entire lecture platform presented a scene of a virtuous monarch and a famous minister getting to know each other, which provoked countless talented people to applaud one after another, after all, this is the scene they expect to encounter in the future.

But I heard a slurred voice behind me: "Hey, a clay-legged man, the son of a chaotic minister and thief, is pretending to perform a show here, ridiculous!" It's ridiculous! ”

Everyone was furious, and when they looked back, they saw a young man wearing a strong suit with a sword at his waist, his face flushed, and he exuded a strong smell of alcohol.

The people around wanted to stop the person, but they heard the man report to the door: "What's the matter? The eldest prince of Zhou Guo, you are welcome, the eldest prince of Chongguo can't enter this venue? ”

"Chongying Biao, what do you want to do?"

Zichen was furious, pointed at Chongying Biao's nose and scolded angrily: "What kind of body is a drunken body?" You don't look at where this is, this is an academic debate, is this a place where you can go wild? ”

"Presumptuous, I am the eldest prince of Chongguo, you are just a little doctor, and you dare to speak wildly to me? You...... You guys...... They are all a group of hypocrites who tend to be inflammatory, and will only kneel and lick the Zhou Kingdom. ”

Wen Hao is a young man after all, he seems a little flustered at this time, Chongguo is the suzerainty of Meng Jiguo, and he also wants to leave a trace of face for the suzerain, so he immediately persuaded him: "The eldest prince, you are drunk, the foreign minister will help you go home." ”

"Ahh Don't touch me, I see you disgusting, there is a master, there must be a minister, your Meng family is a disgusting person, all day long you know to sell fame and seek fame, invite to buy fame, let me tell you, I Chongying Biao despised the most in his life, is him. ”

As soon as these words came out, the venue was instantly silent, and countless people looked at Chongying Biao incredulously, as if they didn't understand, how could this prince of Chongguo attack his most powerful prince Bangbo for no reason, isn't it rumored that Chonghou has always loved Meng Jibo? Moreover, now that almost the entire northern Xinjiang is relying on Meng Jiguo and Liaodong to support the scene, is it really appropriate to slap one's own face like this?

After the silence, there was an endless surge of abuse, and what's more, after the Chaoge people who were passing by heard that someone was abusing Meng Jibo, they all rushed to the venue, wanting to ask for justice for the people who recognized in their hearts.

Looking at the crowded venue, all kinds of foul language accusations in the ears, Chongying Biao's hateful teeth itching, everyone in the world knows the earl of Meng Jiguo, but no one knows my Northern Earl Chongying Biao, is this the attitude that a courtier should have towards his suzerain?

Bo Yi Kao hurriedly stopped many nobles and students who rolled up their sleeves, and said bitterly: "Everyone, calm your anger, this is an academic debate, not a martial arts, calm down, calm down, why do you bother with a drunk?" ”

Chongying Biao was furious: "Shaft, who are you scolding for being a drunk?" Naion is not drunk! ”

"......" Naion? Now Bo Yi Kao is also a little tired of this person, and he feels that this person is paranoid and can't hear good words.

"Why don't you answer me? You are the eldest son of Zhou Guo, and I am also the eldest son of Chongguo, why can you be regarded as a successor by everyone from a young age, and everyone revolves around you. And me? I'm also the eldest son, but the old immortal he just prefers the second brother, and when I finally survived, the second brother died, and he didn't ask me to return to China, you say, why are they all the eldest sons, but the gap between me and you is so big? ”

Looking at the red-eyed prince of Chongguo in front of him, everyone was silent, there were rumors in the market that Chonghou intended to accept Meng Jibo as his adopted son and inherit the temple of the Chong family to Meng Jiguo, but Meng Jibo lost his father not long ago, so he politely refused, and the next time Meng Jibo returned to Northern Xinjiang, the heir of the lord of Northern Xinjiang is likely to hang under Meng Jiguo.

Of course, this is a rumor that has suddenly emerged in recent days, and whether it is true or false is debatable, but Chongying Biao seems to have listened to it, and he was also stimulated, and took the opportunity to make trouble by taking advantage of Meng Ji's lecture in the palace this time.

Bo Yi Kao didn't know how to answer Chong Ying Biao, to be honest, it was too hurtful, it was perfunctory to tell lies, and the relationship was not so familiar, it was impossible for him to support Chong Ying Biao for no reason and slander Meng Jibo, so he could only remain silent.

Looking at the silence and pitiful gazes of everyone, Chongying Biao's teeth clucked, and in a fit of anger, he actually pulled out his saber and stabbed straight at Bo Yi Kao.

"Why should you inherit and I can't? What is it about me Chongying Biao that is inferior to him? ”

With a pop, the tip of the sword pierced into Bo Yikao's chest, and he was also stunned, he didn't understand why he was worried about whether the king would kill him along the way, and whether he would become the weakness of Zhou Guo, but he never thought that Chongying Biao, who couldn't be beaten by eight poles, would actually give him a sword? What kind of madman is this? Is this a stupid thing that the son of a marquis can do?

Blood spilled from the corners of Bo Yikao's mouth, and he asked suspiciously: "People are like their names, they don't deceive me, do you want to lead Zhou to destroy Chong?" ”

In an instant, Chongying Biao woke up, looked at the funny scene in front of him in a panic, and realized what stupid thing he had done, so he immediately ran away.

Wei Ben angrily wanted to pursue the murderer, but he was worried and rushed to Bo Yi Kao, reaching out to check his injuries.

Seeing that the leather armor lining of Bo Yi Kao had been broken, and it seemed that blood was flowing everywhere, but it had not hurt his internal organs, Wei Ben breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm fine, you quickly reply to Xiqi, explain today's events, and say that I am seriously injured and dying, let my father Chen Bingjia dream of passing, ask Chonghou for justice, ask the king for an explanation, but don't use swords and soldiers. In this way, the dilemma of the Zhou State can be solved. ”

Until now, Bo Yi Kao also felt that it was a little magical, and the person who should not hurt him the most was the person who Chongguo, but he personally put the steps at his feet.

"Chonghou gave birth to a good son, Biao is a good person, so a good person should be the lord of Chongguo, this may be the will of heaven!"

After that, Bo Yikao rolled his eyes and lay quietly on the ground unconscious, while the people around him panicked and rushed to tell each other, and the calamitous northern Xinjiang ushered in a backstab from his young master.

(End of chapter)