"Your Majesty has arrived..."

A loud horn sounded from outside the door, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the room.

They all stood up from their seats, and their eyes converged on one place, and a figure wearing a red robe of a prince appeared in front of everyone.

"I will pay my respects to the Marquis of Wei."

Under the gazes and greetings of everyone present, Wei Feng strode up to the open space among the crowd.

A majestic gaze swept across the entire venue, taking in the figures in front of him. Wei Feng suddenly felt a surge of pride in his heart.

Five years ago, he had just pushed Wei back to the throne of hegemony and issued the "Order to Seek Talent" to the world.

At that time, just like today, he stood in front of knowledgeable people from all over the world.

However, Wei Feng's mood was more intense today than five years ago, because five years ago, most of the people standing in front of him were young scholars from various countries, but this time there were many more elderly people.

Perhaps most of these older people had no intention of serving in the Wei Kingdom, but just wanted to find a place to promote doctrines and debate ideas, but Wei Feng was not depressed by this.

Wei Feng, who had witnessed the Jixia Academy of Qi in his previous life, knew very well what kind of wonderful things could happen when these elderly people from all over the world came together.

In other words, Wei Feng built Xihe Academy not for the present, but for the long-term future.

Wei Feng believed that in the future, the west bank of the river would definitely become the cultural center of the Wei State and even the whole world again because of this Xihe Academy.

Wei, which continues to draw nutrients and harvest talents from this cultural center, will inevitably glow with more vigorous vitality.

All this happened on the banks of the river decades ago, and this time the flower called "A Hundred Schools of Thought Contends" will become more brilliant because of the continuous improvement of the theories of each school.

The turbulence and rage in his heart gradually calmed down as time went by, and Wei Feng's thoughts returned from the world to this hall.

His gaze, which was much calmer than before, once again swept over the people around him, and Wei Feng's not loud but very clear voice appeared in everyone's ears.

"You are all the most knowledgeable people in the world. It is an honor for me, Xihe, and my country Wei that you can come here this time."

"I would also like to ask you all to pay my respects."

Their eyes were silently watching Wei Feng, the Marquis of Wei, who was bowing in front of him. Although there was not a single voice present, almost everyone had some waves in their hearts.

From the figure in front, they saw a virtuous king, and they seemed to see a re-emerging overlord.

With a king like this, Wei Guo should dominate the world.

Wei Feng bowed under the gaze of everyone in the audience, then straightened up and continued what he just said.

"Decades ago, Mr. Zixia, at the invitation of the late emperor Wenhou, also gave lectures and taught rituals on the west bank of the river. From this, the world-famous Xihe School was born."

"As Tian Zi, Duan Zi and other great sages followed in the footsteps of Mr. Zi Xia, Li Xiang, Wu Zi, Gong Yangzi, Gu Liangzi and other great talents came out of here, and the Xihe School reached its peak.

"

When Wei Feng said these words, complex emotions appeared in the eyes of some people present from time to time. They seemed to have seen the scene of studying at the Naxihe School in the past.

Here knowledge can be exchanged, knowledge can be discussed, and even differences can be argued.

Every time you pass by there, you can always see a young man dressed as a celebrity arguing with a red face for a different idea.

At that time, the Xihe School could really be called a rare cultural holy place in the world.

Thinking of the glorious scene of the Xihe School in the past, and then thinking of its gradual decay due to various reasons, these people felt a pity in their hearts.

At this moment, Wei Feng's thoughts seemed to have reached a tacit agreement with the thoughts in these people's hearts, and only a sigh from him appeared in the hall.

"It is a pity that the late emperor Wuhou was not able to continue to carry forward the Xihe School. Instead, the literary style that was once flourishing in Xihe gradually declined."

Just when everyone heard this lament, some resonance arose in their hearts, but Wei Feng, who was standing in front of them, suddenly changed the subject.

"When I came to the throne, I had the idea of ​​reviving the Xihe School, but it was never implemented because of the continuous wars."

"Now that the four sides of our Wei State are relatively stable, and Xihe, which used to be on the border, is also far away from the war, it is time to realize this idea that has never been realized."

A look of determination flashed through his eyes, and he glanced at everyone present for the third time before hearing Wei Feng announce an order in a deep voice.

"I am determined to revive the Xihe School."

"Any wise man in the world, no matter what his background is, no matter what his ideas are, he can come to Xihe Academy to compete for the top."

"Although Mr. Zixia, who was in Hexi in the past, was a Confucian, legalist talents like Li Xiang and Wu Zi were also produced here."

"What I hope to see is that scholars from all schools in the world will meet in the Xihe Academy, and the ideas of all schools in the world will collide on the west bank of the river."

After Wei Marquis Wei Feng expressed his hopes for the Xihe School, everyone in the audience showed a hint of excitement without exception.

In the age of great strife, it was not just a battle between princes and princes, but also a collision between doctrines and doctrines, ideas and ideas.

It is this collision that gave birth to a splendid culture with a long history.

It can be said that it was the Warring States Period, a major change unseen in a thousand years, that created the prosperity of the Chinese nation for the next thousand years.

Of course, Wei Feng doesn't know what will happen after a thousand years. He is just an ordinary witness now.

"Marquis Wei has a broad mind, and we admire him greatly."

After being greeted by everyone present, Wei Feng walked from the stage to the audience and gave up the stage to those knowledgeable people who came from afar.

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Scholars from all over the world came to the stage one after another to explain their theories to Wei Feng and the others;

Benevolence, inaction, rule of law, universal love...

Ideas arising from different statuses and different experiences were constantly intertwined and colliding in the ears of everyone present.

Wei Feng, who had witnessed everything, was in a calm mood at the moment. Having lived for two lives, he had his own ideas and would not be so easily affected by some of these theories.

Witnessing all this, the Marquis of Wei was in an excited mood at this moment, because as the monarch of the Wei State, he saw a more prosperous future for the Wei State.

On that day, cheers resounded from time to time in Xihe Academy, which was beginning to take shape.

And Wei Feng believed that at least as long as he was in office, these bursts of cheers would continue to fly across the land of Xihe.

…

"drive……"

"Xu..."

A sound of horse control rang out from the ground, and the team responsible for guarding the Marquis of Wei also stopped.

Wei Feng slowly stopped moving forward and looked at the carriage parked next to him. Wei Feng then turned around and looked at Gongsun Yang, Gongsun Yang and Gongsun Yue who were following him.

"Okay, let's send it here."

Looking at Wei Feng standing in front of them, Gongsun Yang and Gongshu Yue looked at each other, and a sense of reluctance appeared in their eyes at the same time.

Perhaps because of Gongshu Cuo, the two of them tended to have a little more intimacy with Wei Feng, and Wei Feng's various performances after he succeeded to the throne transformed this intimacy into a more solid loyalty.

Now seeing Wei Feng, who had finally come here after a long time, come and go in a hurry, the two of them always felt a little uncomfortable in their hearts.

Looking at the expressions on the two people's faces, Wei Feng's eyes showed some understanding.

"You have done a good job in Xihe County, and I have always taken things seriously. This visit from Xihe Academy has given me more confidence in you."

"I believe that with the joint efforts of your brothers and sisters, Xihe will have a better future than before."

Facing Wei Feng's expectations for this model, the expressions on Gongsun Yang's and Sun Yang's faces immediately changed, and their eyes were full of solemnity.

"I will live up to your Majesty's trust."

"Okay, Junior Brother Yang, Junior Brother Yue, the three of us are not outsiders. That's all I have to say. Next, let's see what you two do."

He took a few steps forward and helped the two people in front of him up. Wei Feng looked into the distance and said, "Okay, it's getting late, so it's time for me to leave."

"I will respectfully see you off."

Nodding slightly to the two people in front of him, Wei Feng immediately walked to his car and embarked on the road back to Anyi.

At this moment, a sound of urging horses came from a distance.

"Drive... drive... drive..."

A moment later, a Wei army messenger appeared in front of Wei Feng, and with him came a piece of bad news from Anyi.

"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister has sent an urgent report from Anyi. My uncle, the old Prime Minister, is seriously ill."

"What!"

Upon hearing the news, Wei Feng's expression immediately changed. Gongsun Yang and Gongshu Yue, who were standing where they were, even screamed in disbelief.

"It's impossible. When I left home not long ago, my father was still..."

Hearing the voice in his ears and looking at the face in his field of vision, Wei Feng's original intention of driving away in a car immediately dissipated.

"Go and fetch two fast horses."

"Here."

Following the sound of bowing in response, Wei Feng's sharp gaze first fell on Gongsun Yang in front of him.

"The situation is urgent now and there is not much time to talk."

"Junior Brother Yang, you stay in Xihe. Xihe cannot live without you as the county guard." After saying this, regardless of Gongsun Yang's reaction, Wei Feng's eyes immediately turned to Gongshu Yue, "Junior Brother Yue, come back to An as soon as possible with me.

Let’s go see the teacher.”
To be continued...