They all looked towards the palace gate and made a gesture of invitation.
Then the students lined up to present their newly developed products.
"Tian Wenjing, a student of the Qi Fa School, combined the theories of doctors to develop a new torture instrument, a set of soul-calming needles. The damage to the body is minimal, but the pain is unbearable and itchy, and the pain penetrates the bone marrow. It has a great deterrent effect and is suitable for exiling prisoners and urging them to build fortifications!"
Zhao Ji: “…”
Everyone: “…”
In the past, students of legalism presented new legal provisions of varying sizes.
This guy actually invented a new torture instrument.
Although severe laws and harsh punishments are extremely useful in political reforms, it does not look good at all when they are brought to the Hundred Schools of Thought Gathering.
After all, Confucianism emphasizes benevolent government, Mohism emphasizes universal love, and Taoism emphasizes governing by inaction.
He is quite disdainful of harsh laws and punishments.
Ying Wuji was also a little confused. He turned around and looked at Tian Wenjing, only to find that this guy had a smug look on his face.
The guard from Qi State carried the torture instrument and displayed it for a while before leaving. The densely packed long and thin steel needles were really chilling to the sight.
"Tian Wenjing, I'm Gan Lin..."
Ying Wuji grinned, how come this sentence came out so smoothly!
Tian Wenjing frowned: "Ying Wu..."
Ying Wuji smiled and said, "I mean, you are a genius to be able to combine the thoughts of the Legalists with the methods of doctors. Brother Tian, you are really a little genius."
"I didn't expect that a proton like you would have such good vision."
When Tian Wenjing looked at Ying Wuji, there was actually a bit more admiration in his eyes. Although there was a bit of a harsh tone in his words, they were genuine compliments.
Are you still proud of it?
Everyone rolled their eyes and decided to ignore this person.
"Wei Lu, a student of the Wei Medical School, drew a spiritual map to improve the ingredients and cooking method of Ju Yuan Soup, increasing the efficacy of Ju Yuan Soup by 30%!"
"Wu Dan, the Wu Moisturist, and Zhai Yun, the Li Moisturist, have combined agronomy to develop new agricultural tools that can increase the speed of land reclamation by 20%!"
"Wu Dan, a Wu Moisturist, and Zhai Yun, a Li Moisturist, combined the theories of military strategists to develop new city defense equipment..."
"Wu Mozhe..."
A series of small inventions made everyone's eyes light up again and again, and many superiors praised him highly, especially Zhao Ji.
Although the Hundred Schools of Thought Gathering is an academic exchange and there is no overt preferential treatment for the hosting vassal states, as the host, there are definitely many advantages to be had, and these things are indeed quite practical.
Juyuan Soup itself is the most common cultivation resource for ordinary people and the military. Compared with high-end resources, it is really not up to par.
But it is precisely the improvement of such low-end resources that has greater significance.
Ying Wuji couldn't help but look at Wu Dan more. He didn't expect that they had come up with so many inventions. After this battle, his status in Li State would probably be greatly improved.
This wave really stole the show.
Wu Dan subconsciously sat up a little straighter. It was the first time he could hold his head up so high after staying in Li State for so long.
But at this moment, a discordant voice was heard.
"Although they are new, they are all unorthodox. Mohists focus on these all day long. No wonder there are no officials to work for."
This voice is so familiar.
As expected, it was Tian Wenjing again.
He felt more uncomfortable seeing Wu Dan stealing the limelight than being scolded himself.
Wu Dan couldn't stand it: "Brother Zhai, he provoked us. Do you know where the Qi Embassy is? Let's beat him tonight!"
Zhai Yun was also furious: "I know! In a small courtyard in the north of the city, there are seven people in the fetal transformation stage, and the highest spiritual fetus is only the fourth level. I will bring a few people and do whatever I want!"
Tian Wenjing: “…”
His face turned pale and he just wanted to slap himself in the face. Why can't I control my mouth?
The most worried situation has happened. This is not Qi State. We must make amends quickly, otherwise we will not be able to escape a slap in the face.
But when the words of apology came to your lips, they turned into: "What? Did I say something wrong? You Mohists are becoming more and more marginalized in the political arena of various countries. Don't you consider that it is your own problem, but instead want to shut others up? I just told the truth, and your Mohist will is really vulnerable!"
Wu Dan was furious and rolled up his sleeves, ready to hit someone.
But Zhai Yun pulled him back and said, "Don't bother with your words. How can someone like him understand the spirit of a Mohist? Sit down and eat!"
"snort!"
Although Wu Dan was a little angry, he still sat down.
Zhai Yun looked at Tian Wenjing with a somewhat cold gaze, but his expression was much dimmer than before, and it was obvious that he was somewhat shocked by such words.
"call……"
Tian Wenjing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two people's reactions. It was really dangerous. He must control his mouth next time.
It looks like this slap in the face can be avoided...
"Brother Zhai, are you still going to fuck him tonight?"
"Dry!"
Tian Wenjing: “…”
Although the Banquet of Philosophers was considered a prelude to the grand gathering of hundreds of schools of thought, it was, after all, just a welcoming banquet, and it would end when everyone had almost finished their meal.
Just before the end, every gentleman or student of considerable status received an invitation.
So after most people left, nearly a hundred people were still left on the field.
The real show is about to begin.
Everyone looked at Zhao Ji curiously, wondering what the King of Li was up to.
Zhao Ji stood up and said with a slight smile: "Everyone! Please come to Chongli Palace for a chat!"
Although I don't quite understand why, since Zhao Ji said so, there must be a reason for it.
Now that we are in the State of Li and are eating and using other people's things, we should not offend them.
So under the guidance of the eunuchs and palace maids, everyone followed Zhao Ji to Chongli Palace.
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