Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

The Political Conference originated from the Xihe Academy in Zixia and was a platform for Wei State to open up the road of speech to recruit talents. Later, the controversy at the Jixia Academy was also imitated.

This grand event originated from the Wei Wenhou period and flourished in the Wei Wuhou period. Until the Wei Hui period, it was a treasure house of talents for the Wei State.

The prosperity of Wei State was inseparable from this system, and he provided a continuous stream of high-quality talents for Wei State.

The Political Conference made Wei State successful, but also restricted Wei State.

Because the Political Discussion Conference was held by Confucianism, most of the participants were Confucianism, which naturally rejected other theories, resulting in the dominance of the dominance and restricted the survival soil of other theories.

The consequences of academic monopoly are arrogance, corruption, outdatedness, and inadvertent intention to make progress.

Gradually, the Jixia Academy, which later came to the forefront of all schools of thought, crushed the Political Conference and became a new talent gathering center.

The National Political Conference and Wei State were swept to the second-rate list, and they were proud of their ancient and old glory.

It was not until King Zhao of Wei took office that he made up his mind to reform the Political Conference, introduce hundreds of theories, and attempt to revive the national power.

However, at this time, the Wei State had already been difficult to return, and the Jixia Academy had become a general trend. The reform matters ended in failure. The Political Conference has since become the last strait and no longer has the vitality of the past.

This year's demonstration conference was proposed by Long Yangjun, with the purpose of attracting some knowledgeable people to serve the State of Wei.

Long Yangjun knew that he had a bad reputation. In order to help Wei attract real talents, he pushed Ji Yanran to the front desk and prepared for the conference in the name of Ji Yanran.

This is also the reason why he is willing to show off his eyes and provide protection for Ji Yanran, which is to attract scholars from all over the world to attend the meeting with Ji Yanran's reputation.

For the prosperity of Wei State, Long Yang Jun didn't care much about it!

The venue for this political conference was held in Xihe Travel Hall. There were thirty or forty participants, most of whom were not famous in various countries, and there were a few princes and marquis. No one came to the famous people.

Most of them came for Ji Yanran's reputation, not really for the sake of political discussion. Long Yang Jun was not discouraged, at least he had a good start.

After that, Ji Yanran's reputation will become more and more popular, and it will inevitably attract many young scholars from other countries. There will always be some who have real talents and knowledge, and it will be up to his way of recruiting them.

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"Brother Guanlan is going to make friends with martial arts this time when he attends the Political Consultative Conference?"

In the small building in the lake, Long Yangjun and Wang Xuebin sat opposite each other. There was a chessboard on the table in front of them, and the two were playing chess.

Today is the day for the Political Conference. Ji Yanran went to Xihe Hotel early, and Shanrou's three girls also joined in the fun.

Although Longyang Jun had a bad reputation, he was the throne of the king after all, and he represented the official of Wei State and could not go too early, so he came to Xiaozhu, Huzhong, early in the morning to play chess with Wang Xuebin.

Long Yangjun wore a dress today, his hair was meticulously furnished, tied with a jade crown, and his fiery red furnished robe. The silk furnished robe embroidered with the totem of the ghosts and gods of the Wei Kingdom.

There is a piece of Lantian jade around her waist, and the jade carved with the title of Longyang Jun. The jade is moist and not an ordinary thing.

Long Yangjun dresses beautifully, and Wang Xuebin is not inferior to him.

A fishtail robe with a straight hem, and a picture of a tiger going down the mountain with ink on the white ground. The tiger in the painting shows its ostentatiousness, and the ink and wash leaves white, leaving endless reverie.

His long hair is naturally dispersed without any hair tied up, and his wild style adds a bit of elegance to his domineeringness.

There was a long sword in hand, not a bronze texture, but a green sword, fierce and invincible, and it was the famous sword demon sword.

Both of them are handsome people, one is dignified and handsome, the other is domineering and wanton. The two of them sat together, but there was no slight dissonance.

Wang Xuebin heard Long Yangjun’s question and said with a smile:

"I don't plan to make friends with martial arts today. Isn't that bullying people?"

When Long Yangjun heard this, he looked up at Wang Xuebin and asked with a smile:

"Ha, Brother Guanlan's words are indeed true. I think I, the second swordsman in Wei State, can't stand ten moves in your hands, so it's even harder for others to compare with Brother Guanlan!"

Wang Xuebin laughed at this:

"Isn't the king the third country of Wei? Why did it become so fast?"

When Long Yangjun heard this, he said with a relaxed expression:

"The Yue Ji family is not here, so my ranking will naturally rise!"

After saying that, the two laughed.

Long Yangjun picked up a white piece, put it on the chessboard, looked at Wang Xuebin's clothes, and praised meaningfully:

"Brother Guanlan, this picture of the tiger going down the mountain is really lifelike!"

Wang Xuebin looked down at his clothes and said with a smile:

"How can a tiger go down the mountain to eat people, but what if it doesn't paint it really well?"

When Long Yangjun heard this, he raised his eyebrows and asked curiously:

"Oh? I wonder who this tiger, Brother Guanlan, wants to eat?"

Wang Xuebin picked up a black letter, played a chess, and said seriously:

"A tiger, of course, eats evil people!"

"the wicked?"

Long Yangjun seemed to be a little confused.

"In Brother Guanlan's heart, what kind of person is considered a villain?"

Wang Xuebin looked up at Long Yang, and said with a chuckling:

"Those who are good at me are good people, and those who are evil are naturally evil people. Don't you know that the king thinks it is good or evil?"

When Long Yangjun heard this, he tightened his body, then relaxed, and looked at Wang Xuebin sincerely and said:

"I, Long Yang, don't think I am a purely good person, but I am definitely not a bad person. Do Brother Guanlan agree?"

Wang Xuebin looked up at Long Yangjun’s earnest eyes and said with a smile:

"Of course I can trust you better than the emperor. I am a vulgar person. I treat others sincerely, but I am not very polite. It is better to let me die for myself!

Okay, it’s getting late, and it’s time for me to set off, so I can’t miss a big deal!”

Wang Xuebin said, picked up the Qingfeng sword, got up and walked out of the hall.

He left casually, so Long Yangjun was not so relaxed.

Long Yangjun, who was sitting there, was frightened in a cold sweat. His left hand could not stop trembling, and he was shocked and suspicious and fearful in his heart.

He didn't know how much of his conversation with King Wei had leaked, whether Wang Xuebin stole into the palace to inquire, or whether he had an intelligence force under his command.

But either one is a terrifying existence.

This means that his life and King Wei are determined by this person's hands. This question made him frightened and dared not think deeply!

After all, it was a monarch of a country. After a moment, I adjusted my mentality, wiped away the cold sweat from my forehead, showed a sincere smile, and got up and followed:

"Brother Guanlan, my summer rafters are ready. Today we will go with you and I. Longyang should strengthen our reputation for my friends today. We cannot let the scholars of all countries underestimate you!"

Wang Xuebin, outside the hall, heard this and smiled relaxedly.

"Mr. Long Yang can see it, but he is naturally more respectful than obedient!"

Long Yang strode out the door and pulled Wang Xuebin's wrist:

"What's the name of Longyang? Just call me Longyang directly. It's my honor to be able to interact with Guanlan. Today I'm still waiting for Guanlan to make a splash, so that I, the favorite king, can also enjoy Guanlan's reputation!"

Wang Xuebin bowed with both hands when he heard this.

"Why should Longyang be humble? Since Longyang respects me, I will not disappoint you. Today, let me see the scholars from all countries and weigh their goods!"

Long Yang bowed to the end when he heard this:

"Then please Guanlan!"

Wang Xuebin helped Long Yang up and said with a smile:

"It's just a small matter, let's go and meet the scholars from all countries!"