Since he stepped down from the position of the county magistrate of Nanyang County two years ago, he returned to Guigu via Xinzheng, Guiguzi appeared on the streets of Xinzheng this time. However, this time, in addition to the young man Gai Nie, a white-haired boy has been added to his side.

The young man was named Weizhuang, and he was a disciple that Guiguzi found two years ago.

Since then, the descendants of Zongheng have been in place. The head of the Zongheng family, who should have taught two disciples in Guigu, came to this city that he had been here before, but was extremely unfamiliar at this time because of a letter from Xinzheng.

Compared with Xinzheng, who was the King of Korea during the reign of the Korean capital, Xinzheng was naturally not as prosperous as before, but Guiguzi saw another scene from it.

Guiguzi only saw this scene in Jixia Academy back then. No, it seems to be one step further than Jixia Academy. Although Jixia Academy does not reject the words of a hundred schools of thought, anyone with high talent can find a place in it, and there are also scholars from all over the world.

But Jixia Academy is just a school, and at this time, Xinzheng turned the entire city into huge Jixia Academy.

Most of the pedestrians on the street are scholars coming and going, and most of the critical shops are engaged in bamboo and ink. Everything here seems to be revolving around the library built in the second year of King Zheng of Qin.

If Guiguzi lived in later generations, he would think of a word: University Town.

Through the crowded streets, Guiguzi and his disciples came to their final destination. The former Han Palace has now been transformed into a palace gate of a huge academy.

"But Mr. Guigu?" While Guiguzi was observing the strange palace in front of him, a young man walked up to Guiguzi and said respectfully.

"You should be Brother Xun's high-ranking football player Li Si, right?" Guiguzi nodded slightly and asked.

This time it was Li Si's turn to be stunned. Just as Gui Guzi didn't expect that someone was waiting for him here before, Li Si was also surprised that Gui Guzi actually knew him.

"It's the student Li Si." No matter how Guiguzi knew about him, Li Si's heart had already labeled Guiguzi as an expert.

"Brother Xun has been waiting for a long time?" Guiguzi, who was very satisfied with Li Si's surprise, said lightly.

No matter what, Guiguzi was indeed very talented at this time.

"The master has been waiting for a long time. If it weren't for the fact that the master had a class at this time, he really couldn't live without, the master would be waiting for him here." Li Si said respectfully.

If Li Si's previous respect was just due to Xunzi's order, then Li Si's respect at this time was from the heart.

After a simple courtesy, under the guidance of Li Si, Guiguzi's disciple entered the former Han Palace.

"It is the Legal Academy, and now it is also the largest academic palace in the academy. Even the Confucian Academy is to be ranked second." Follow Guiguzi to introduce the arrangement of the academy to him.

"Brother Xun is really a good mind and can make the Fa family live above Confucianism." Guiguzi exclaimed.

Xunzi was born in Confucianism, but now in the academy, he is actually the head of the Fa family. This cannot be surprising to Guiguzi. It is impossible for people to have no selfish intentions.

"This is not the reason for the family teacher." Li Si explained.

"But King Qin?" Guiguzi asked.

"It was the King of Qin. After completing his studies, disciples from the Legal Academy could enter the town pavilion to hold some positions, and then based on their performance during their tenure, they were either promoted or dismissed. This position that was in the grade was not a big deal for scholars of higher origins, but it was incomparable to scholars of poor origins. Therefore, in the past two years, the most scholars studied Legalists." Li Si explained.

"How many scholars from the Yingchuan county in Nanyang and the local governments who come from the Legal Academy?" Guiguzi asked.

He knew about Ying Zheng’s homeland as his experimental site for a series of planned experiments, but he didn’t know that Ying Zheng could actually do this.

"About 20%." Li Si replied.

"Twenty percent? It's already a lot. If these 20% of the Legal disciples can really manage the local area well, in ten years, Yingchuan, Nanyang, will truly integrate into Qin." Guiguzi exclaimed.

He once worried that Ying Zheng would be too impatient in his work and would eventually cause great harm to the world, but now it seems that he can only take ten years to manage the land of two counties. Such patience is a blessing for the world to appear in the identity of King Qin.

He had already seen that Zhao State could not last for a few years. With the uninterrupted attack of Qin State for three years, the people's livelihood in Zhao State had reached an extremely embarrassing point. In another two or three years, Zhao State would be extremely weak. At that time, when the Qin army sent troops again, it would not be just Wang Jian's troops.

"The last time I passed Xinzheng, this place had not become a school. I wonder what happened next? In this short period of time, such a large-scale school appeared?" Guiguzi finally couldn't help but curiosity in his heart.

"This is also an accident. The King of Qin invited his family master to compile books here. A huge number of calligraphy masters are naturally not competent, because after the Master of Qin received the permission of the King of Qin, he invited some of his friends. With the addition of the seniors, he also had his disciples. This is a huge number of people." Li Si explained.

"After all, people's energy is limited. In addition to studying books, they will gather their disciples to give lectures. At the beginning, they were limited to their own disciples. Later, as they became familiar with each other, the disciples from various families gradually began to communicate. This matter gradually spread to Yingchuan County. When the scholars of Yingchuan heard that there were many seniors here, many of them sent to study and become disciples, they refused, so they accepted some disciples. However, they did not expect that this matter became more and more popular. Gradually, the scholars of Wei and Zhao also knew about it. There were more and more scholars in Xinzheng. Until the King of Qin gave the former Han Palace, the academic palace that the seniors saw now appeared."

"Brother Xun was plotted by the King of Qin." Guiguzi, who heard the reason clearly, understood it at this time.

The emergence of this academy was originally in the plan of the King of Qin. This was a means he used to deal with the hundreds of schools. In the future, such a school would definitely not be just Xinzheng, Handan, Jicheng, and even Shouchun. No matter how fierce the struggles of the hundreds of schools will be limited to the school.

The appointment of the Legal disciples is just the beginning, and the appointment will be expanded to the hundreds of schools of thought, and the geographical restrictions will not be limited to the two counties of Yingchuan and Nanyang. The Qin State will expand every inch of land occupied in the future until this policy becomes perfect, until this policy takes root and sprouts on the land of the six countries and grows into a towering tree, and then affects the former land of the Qin State's Guanzhong with an irresistible general trend. At that time, the entire world will develop according to the plan of the King of Qin.

In such a genius plan, the Qin State was placed on the last link, which made Guiguzi admire. All the common problems in genius could not be found in the Qin King. It is really unsolvable to be a genius even if he knows stability.

Guigu, filled with all kinds of doubts, no longer cared about the image of a master and frequently asked Li Si various questions. Li Si, who was skilled in human relationships and worldly affairs, knew everything until Xunzi appeared in front of them.

Xunzi and Guiguzi, two people who stood at the peak of their own field gathered together without too much courtesy. After repelling their respective disciples, Xunzi said straight to the point: "Since Brother Guigu can come to Xinzheng, I think he has believed what I said in the letter."

"Although what Brother Xun said is too shocking, I have to believe it." Guiguzi said solemnly.

"The ancestor of Taoism once speculated that the history of our world had a fault at the end of the Shang Dynasty due to unknown reasons. At the beginning, although I was surprised, I did not believe it. It was not until after I told the King of Qin that the King of Qin affirmed this matter in my reply letter and showed evidence that I had to believe it." Xunzi replied.

"How did the King of Qin be sure of this?" Guiguzi said curiously.

Today, when it comes to erudition, Xunzi himself is one of the few people standing at the top. As for the King of Qin, they really don’t know more than Xunzi.

"A place in Loulan." Xunzi replied.

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Ying Zheng was sure that there were other reasons for the failure of civilization in this world. As for why Loulan was mentioned, it was just to make Xunzi believe it without revealing his trump card.

Xunzi Guiguzi and his two discussed the historical truth for three hours, and only walked out of the study when it was getting dark.

However, at this time the two of them were no longer as serious as before, because they had already regarded that matter as the biggest secret in their hearts.

"Brother Guigu, I have heard of you bet on Lu Buwei of Qin before. I wonder who won the end?" Xunzi, who had disappeared before, asked Guiguzi with a smile.

"Nei Lu Buwei and I didn't win." Guiguzi's face turned a little dark when he heard the Xunzi problem.

"Why is this? Since you have entered a bet, you can't tell the winner or loser. Even if you have a draw, it's only relative." Xunzi asked.

"Because it was King Qin who won." Guiguzi's face turned darker when he said the answer.

"Well, it turns out that the dealer takes everything." Xunzi said inexplicably.

"I heard before that you accepted three disciples, why do you only see one now? What about the other two?" Guiguzi, who had a gray face, attacked with his backhand.

"Han Fei is now serving as the pavilion chief in the local area." Xun Quan said lightly.

"I heard what Li Si said before, it seems that only the disciples of the Legalists have such qualifications, right? Isn't Han Fei a disciple of Brother Xun?" Guiguzi pretended to be puzzled.

But Guiguzi's words were almost asking Xunqian: How did you, a Confucian master, teach a disciple of the Legalists?

This time it was Xunzi's turn to be shady.

Seeing Xunzi's discomfort, Guiguzi couldn't help feeling a little comfortable, but he didn't know that he would face the embarrassment that Xunzi encountered at this time in the near future.

The so-called "God is spared by everyone" is about this matter.

"Where is another disciple of Brother Xun?" Guiguzi continued to ask.

"In Zilan Xuan." Xunqiu said coldly.

Zilan Xuan.

At this time, Zi Lanxuan is no longer what Zi Nu planned. It will never become a brothel, but a girls' academy with little rule.

In the past three years, in addition to her original sisters, she has also taken in many homeless women. Here, these women either studied medicine, music, music, or accounting...

Depending on their different hobbies, everyone can learn skills that are interested in and can be strong in their future life.

In the past three years, some women have chosen to get married, some have opened clinics in Nanyang, Yingchuan and other places, and some have become famous teachers in the singing and dancing workshops...

Although these are very different from Zi Nu’s plan, Zi Nu is more satisfied with this result.

Three years have made the purple girl more charming and attractive, and the three-dimensionality of her delicate body has been greatly improved. If Ying Zheng is still here, he will definitely find that if he pulls the purple girl into the carriage from outside the window, it will be more than just her buttocks, but others.

The purple girl, who had been indelible in her eyebrows for three years, has now changed her usual appearance. She saw that in the boudoir of the owner of Zi Lanxuan, the purple girl was lying on the head of the bed without any image, and a roll of bamboo slips unfolded in front of her. The highest place in front of her was just the function of a bookshelf, so that the purple girl could still read the contents of the book slip when she pillowed her hands under her neck.

"Sister, what are you laughing at?" Zinn, who was attracted by the contents of the bamboo slips, did not notice at all. At this time, another figure had appeared in her boudoir.

"It's nothing." The purple girl who quickly put away the bamboo slips and said calmly.

"Sister, you can't hide it from me. I'm so familiar with you now." Nong Yu, who has grown a lot and has already shown his strength, said with a smile.

"What are you familiar with?" Zi Nu's face became a little unnatural.

"The bamboo slips in your hand must be from Xianyang, right?" Nong Yu said with his hands behind his back and poked his head to the purple girl.

"Is it strange to come from Xianyang?" Zi Nu asked back.

"Of course it's not surprising in Xianyang, but there is a person who is very 'strange' to his sister in Xianyang." Nong Yu said in a long voice on the word "strange".

"Yes, yes, of course there is a strange person in Xianyang. If it weren't for this, how could Nong Yu call that person 'Dad'?" Zinn also learned tone of Nong Yu and deliberately elongated her voice on the word Dad. What's even more excessive is that she was still imitating Nong Yu's voice at this time.

If you only listen to the sound, it is really like Nong Yu himself.

Nongyu, who was hit by a purple girl's words, couldn't help but look embarrassed. That matter has almost become her dark history, but she will never forget it. This has to be said to be an extremely bad thing.

"Sister, I'm leaving." Nong Yu retreated urgently.

"Your 'father' in Xianyang has a gift to give to you. Do you want it?" Zi Nu smiled.

"I have no relatives in Xianyang." Nong Yu almost ran to the door without looking back.

"You don't want the piano score written by Master Kuang Xiu?" Zi Nu looked at Nong Yu who was fleeing.

"Really?" Nong Yu, who should have disappeared at the door, suddenly turned around and said.

"Where are you?" Zi Nu pointed to a pile of bamboo slips on the dressing table.

Nong Yu, who was dominated by great joy, had no choice but to care about his dark history at this time. His small body rushed to the dressing table at a very fast speed and carefully looked through the bamboo slips.

"It's really." Nong Yu murmured to himself.

"Now you have a 'Dad' in Xianyang? The purple girl smiled wickedly.

When Nong Yu heard this, he slowly put down the bamboo slips in his hand. When Zi Nu thought she was about to succeed, Nong Yu suddenly said a word.

"Ah my mother."
Chapter completed!