The Qin Dynasty opened the Hengqu Four Sentences, sweeping away all the schools of thought

Five days ago, Jinghu Medical Village.

The sky is clear and the water and sky are one color.

In the early morning, the lake was covered with mist, the vision was hazy and slightly cold.

A ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and merged into the depths of the lake, creating golden ripples.

Then hundreds of rays of light fell, the clouds and fog dispersed, and looking carefully, a slender and thin woman came into view. She was carrying a bamboo basket on her back, supporting herself with bamboo poles in both hands, and paddling the boat. Although her clothes were simple, her beautiful face could not be concealed.

She was wearing a navy blue tube-top dress, a short-sleeved coat that was half gray and blue and half creamy white, white wrist guards on her wrists, and her hair was tied into a ponytail. Her deep purple pupils were clear and bright, showing the innocence of a person who knew nothing about the world, yet also a bit of coldness that kept strangers away.

Duanmu Rong rowed the boat and looked at the medical village getting closer and closer, with a hint of sadness between her brows.

It was probably because the master had to treat the sick and the needy all day long, and he was exhausted, became ill due to overwork, and became increasingly haggard.

Don't panic, don't lie, there is moonlight after the sun sets. Don't be busy, don't be busy, the moon sets in the west and rises again.

She silently recited what she had read in the newspaper, and her mood gradually calmed down.

The master saves the world and the people without asking for anything in return. How could such a kind person like her receive bad retribution?

Master’s illness can definitely be cured!

The girl held the medicine basket in one hand and strode to the shore, her eyes gradually becoming firm.

"Master!" As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw Nian Duan sorting the herbs she had picked, and she couldn't help but said anxiously, "Master, let me do these, and you take care of your body."

Nian Duan smiled and waved his hands, "These tasks are not very demanding, they are just a good opportunity to exercise the body."

There was one more thing she didn't say, which was that if one day she couldn't even move, then there would be no cure.

Duanmu Rong did not argue with Nian Duan on this issue. She walked closer to Nian Duan and supported her body, "Master, I will help you with acupuncture and moxibustion to recuperate."

Nian Duan sighed slightly. This child is cold on the outside but warm on the inside, tough but gentle, and has a kind heart of a doctor. Seeing herself in this state but unable to do anything, she must feel very uncomfortable inside, right?

After all, it is difficult for a doctor to heal himself!

She and her apprentice Duanmu Rong saved countless people, but eventually she fell ill and was at a loss what to do, which makes people sigh at the irony of fate.

After acupuncture, Nian Duan's face became much rosier, and he said, "Rong'er, get ready. We will leave for Xianyang tomorrow to attend the summit of various schools of thought."

"It is our duty as doctors to save the dying and heal the wounded, but the power of an individual is ultimately limited. Only when more doctors emerge can we truly help those who are troubled by diseases."

"Master, your body..." Duanmu Rong hesitated to speak, looking worried. Can the master's body withstand the bumps of the long journey?

"It's just a minor illness." After removing the needle, Nian Duan stood up, stretched out in front of Duan Murong, and comforted her, "Look, I'm fine, aren't I?"

The two people's stubborn personalities are almost inherited from the same lineage.

Duanmu Rong couldn't resist her master's persistence after all, and thought that it might not be a bad thing to accompany her master to the Summit of Philosophers and Scholars. Although she couldn't cure her master's illness, it didn't mean that no doctor in the world could do so. Maybe at the Summit of Philosophers and Scholars, she could meet a master of medicine who could cure her master's illness.

Thinking of this, she felt much more relieved and began to sort the herbs and pack up the valuables.

......

It is called a summit of 100 companies, but in reality, only more than 30 companies actually participated.

Mohism, Taoism, military strategy, and the School of Names, basically all the mainstream schools have sent key figures.

As for Confucianism and Legalism, everyone knows that their representatives are the organizers of the Hundred Schools Summit, Su Xuan and Li Si.

The Summit of the Hundred Schools of Thought was similar to the exhibitions of later generations. It was held in a huge venue, with special people reviewing and judging the results, and finally summarizing them in front of Su Xuan, who would make the final decision on which of the Hundred Schools of Thought would be selected for national studies.

When Su Xuan arrived, the Hundred Schools of Thought Summit was already in full swing. When he walked into the hall, he saw people from various schools of thought explaining what benefits their selection would bring to the State of Qin.

"Our Le family has been selected into the Chinese Studies Program, which can cultivate the students' sentiments, relax their minds, combine work and rest, and achieve twice the result with half the effort!"

"The inclusion of our novelists in the National Studies Program can enhance students' creativity, improve their literary background, and most importantly, make them happy!"

"Only a strong army can expand the territory and maintain the peace of the country. I, the military strategist, deserve to be selected into the national studies!"

......

In addition to the hall, there was also a large group of people gathered in front of the booth. When Su Xuan walked over, Li Si was debating with a woman.

This is a huge woman with a big red flower in her hair and a mask on her face, giving her an extraordinary feeling.

Su Xuan's mouth twitched.

Is this Gongsun Linglong?

"Since the Legalists were elected as the national studies, they must have real talent and knowledge. Do you dare to debate with me?" Gongsun Linglong's tone was affected, but full of confidence.

"Of course." Li Si agreed directly. As a representative of the Legalists, if he got scared in the face of a battle, it would be a loss of face for the entire Legalists. However, knowing that the legalists were powerful, he adopted a conservative strategy, "Since it is a debate, how about each of us raising a question?"

Li Si was not very confident in debating other topics, but if he were to debate on law, he would at least not lose.

Gongsun Linglong nodded in response, "Mr. Li Si, please listen to the question. Are winning and losing opposites?"

Li Si replied, "Yes."

Gongsun Linglong: "Life and death, aren't they opposites?"

Li Si: “Yes.”

Gongsun Linglong: "Are sunrise and sunset also opposite?"

Li Si: “Yes.”

Gongsun Linglong: "So when does the sun rise and set?"

Li Si: "Since the sunrise, the sunset has already begun."

Gongsun Linglong, "Then is it the same with human life and death?"

Li Si: "Yes."

Gongsun Linglong: "Since you have already agreed that after sunrise comes sunset, and that humans are headed for extinction from the moment they are born, then this debate, from the moment you started with the hope of winning, is doomed to end in failure, is that right?"

Li Si smiled slightly, "You are not a fish, how do you know the joy of a fish? Sir, you are not me, how do you know what I am thinking?"

"My Legalist school has been selected into the National Studies Program. Winning or losing is acceptable to me. On the contrary, the famous scholar has not yet been selected into the National Studies Program. Now that he has taken the initiative to debate with me, isn't it just to verify the ability of the famous scholar?"

"It's not me who wants to win, it's you, sir."

Gongsun Linglong: “???”

How did you get here after going around in circles for so long?

It feels like lifting a rock and dropping it on one's own feet.

In the first debate, Gongsun Linglong lost.