"Gathering the wisdom of the various schools of thought and solving the world's problems is the purpose of the Hundred Schools of Thought Conference!"
Li Shimin's eyes lit up. This kind of academic exchange was a great benefit for the Tang dynasty.
Sun Simiao and Hua Yuan looked at each other and nodded solemnly. They immediately sent someone to invite the people of the various schools of thought to Mo Hospital.
"Gold can run away?"
As soon as the messenger left, Cheng Yaojin approached Meton and kept asking Meton questions. He seemed to be very interested in this question.
Morton had no choice but to patiently explain the theory behind how gold could run.
"I see!" Cheng Yaojin suddenly understood and his eyes flickered.
"Father!" Cheng Chumo quietly crept to Cheng Yaojin's side.
"Shh! We'll talk when we get back! "Cheng Yaojin glared at his son and said in a low voice.
Meton immediately turned his head and tried hard to hold back his laughter.
It had to be said that Sun Simiao and Hua Yuan's reputation was much greater than Meton's.
Everyone was inseparable from birth, old age, illness, and death. Except for Taoists who pursued immortality, it was normal to see a doctor when one was sick. The two elders were the most famous doctors in Chang 'an.
How could the people not give them face? Once the invitation to the Hundred Schools of Thought Conference was sent out, many people quickly gathered.
The first to arrive were Kong Yingda and Shen Hongcai.
The Imperial College and the Mo Hospital were almost diagonally opposite each other. Since the two Godly Doctors had invited each other, and the Imperial College's students were given a half-price discount to the Mo Hospital, the relationship between the Imperial College and the Mo Hospital had always been very harmonious.
After the two received the invitation, they immediately put down their work and rushed to Mo Hospital. When they saw the crowd, they were relieved that Li Shimin was also there.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!" The two quickly bowed when they saw Li Shimin.
Li Shimin saw that the two were the first to arrive and nodded in satisfaction.
"Thank you, Brother Kong and Brother Shen. This is the information I collected on the charcoal poison. Please take a look at it first." Hua Yuan handed over the information he had compiled.
"Brother Hua, you're too polite!" Kong Yingda quickly took it.
Just as Kong Yingda and Shen Hongcai were looking at the information, Shi Jiayan excitedly rushed over. If the charcoal poison could be cured, today's incident would definitely go down in history.
The farmer's son, Su Lingnong, followed closely behind. Su Lingnong saw Moton the moment he entered the house. It had only been four hours since Moton had stolen the spinach, and he was furious.
Fortunately, Li was Li Jiayan........................
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Doctor of Law, Han Zheng, soon arrived. When he saw Li Shimin, his expression changed. He calmed down and bowed respectfully.
Li Shimin said helplessly, "It seems that Minister Han has not forgiven me!"
Han Zheng said calmly, "Your Majesty has the right to pardon. This is a matter of course. Your Majesty did not do anything wrong. How can you forgive me?"
Even in the future, the supreme leader would have the right to grant amnesty. Han Zheng saw this very clearly, but what he couldn't accept was that Li Shimin had abused this right to protect his own reputation. Li Shimin should have been extremely cautious, but he said that he couldn't accept the fact that Li Shimin had abused this right to protect his reputation.
"Li Daozong has already asked for the resignation of the Minister of Justice three times. I wonder if Minister Han is willing to take on this heavy responsibility." Li Shimin suddenly said.
At this time, the Emperor was not wrong, but as the Minister of Justice, he was gravely mistaken. Li Daozong could not bear the pressure and wanted to fire the Minister of Justice, who was a hot potato.
Han Zheng paused for a moment and said, "If it was before, I would be honored. However, I have an appointment with someone. I'm afraid I can only reply to Your Majesty at the end of the year."
The surrounding people were in an uproar. No one thought that Li Shimin would give Han Zheng the heavy responsibility of being the Minister of Justice.
Li Shimin glanced at Meton. Meton's heart skipped a beat. Fortunately, Li Shimin did not pursue the matter. He nodded and said, "Okay, then I will wait for you until the end of the year."
With the arrival of Gongshu Hong and Chang Shengzi, the Gongshu family and the Taoist family also arrived. The Hundred Schools Conference officially began.
"Everyone, please!" Hua Yuan extended his hand and invited everyone to the conference room of Mo Hospital.
In the bright and spacious conference room, a concentric table and chairs were placed in the center.
"The Round Table Conference!"
When everyone saw the table, they could not help but look at Meton. The Round Table Conference of Village Mo was famous in Chang 'an City. Hua Yuan was also one of the 12 leaders of the Village Mo. Naturally, he brought the style of the Round Table Conference to Mo Hospital.
In the traditional Huaxia tables and chairs, there was a main seat and other seats were arranged. If the guests' seats were not arranged properly, they would become a laughing stock.
However, the Round Table Conference of Village Mo was different. On the round table and chairs, every seat was equal to the host and the guest. There was no distinction between the host and the guest. The Round Table Conference had spread from the Village Mo to all parts of Chang 'an City.
In the Hundred Schools Conference, Confucianism and Taoism were the most powerful. The School of Mohism was in decline and had just recovered. The School of Legalism was in decline. As for the School of Mathematics, the School of History, and the School of Agriculture, they were inferior.
However, they were all from the Hundred Schools of Thought. If they were arranged according to the order of the School of Thought, they would be hostile to each other before the conference began. How could they solve the problem? The Round Table Conference could solve this problem.
"The Round Table Conference is really good!" Li Shimin nodded and praised. He took the lead to find a seat and sat down.
Confucianism, Taoism, the School of Agriculture, the School of History, the School of Mathematics, the School of Gongshu, the School of Medicine, Sun Simiao, and Hua Yuan, a total of 11 people, sat down.
When Li Shimin was about to speak, he saw Cheng Yaojin sneakily move a chair to the back and sit down.
Suddenly, everyone stared at him. Cheng Yaojin suddenly raised his head and said confidently, "Since we are from the Hundred Schools of Thought, why can't I represent the School of the Military?"
Li Shimin did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Of course! The Hundred Schools Conference is open to all! "Hua Yuan nodded and said. Cheng Yaojin was a famous general of the Tang dynasty. It was reasonable for him to represent the School of the Military.
Li Shimin stood up and said, "You are all the wisest people in the Tang dynasty. The dangers of charcoal poison have been troubling the Tang dynasty for many years. Every year, people lose their lives because of it. Even their families are not spared. It is extremely tragic."
Everyone nodded. This was one of the reasons why they came. Even if they did not participate, it was still a great honor.
"Today, I thank you on behalf of the people of the world," Li Shimin said solemnly. They were the most knowledgeable group of people in the Tang dynasty. They carried the wisdom of thousands of years of Huaxia. Only they could hope to solve this problem.
"Your Majesty is too polite. We will do our best," everyone said in unison.
Li Shimin nodded and waved his hand. Then, Qin Huaiyu and the other two carried a charcoal brazier over and placed it in the center of the Round Table Conference.
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