On the south bank of the Wei River, thirty miles from the east gate of Xianyang City, the palace that fell along the river appeared in the eyes of the world for two years, and at the same time, something appeared in the minds of the world: the Academy.

First, the Jixia Academy is famous in front and the unpolished jade in Xinzheng Academy is behind. The word "Academic Palace" is no longer unfamiliar to the world, but for the one that appears on the south bank of the Wei River, perhaps using groups to describe a more accurate academic palace, they still felt deeply shocked.

Because this is not just a simple school, in the school, law, military, agriculture, Confucianism, medicine, Mohism, public sends, and music. Even Taoism, who want to be fame and fortune only seek personal transcendence, can find a shadow in it.

With the current Qin State's strength and support of the Qin King's Government, this academy, which was built after two years, has not yet begun to be enrolled, has become an existence beyond the Jixia Academy in the eyes of the world. After all, the Jixia Academy has already declined with the decline of Qi's hegemony, but Qin State is getting stronger and stronger, and by this time it has even had the momentum to annex the world. The two are naturally incomparable.

Among this complex that cannot be seen at the end, a complex that is not the largest but can definitely be ranked among the top. In the capped main hall, a 14 or 15-year-old girl stood in front of the main hall, looking proudly and reservedly at the hall that was spacious enough and empty, with a hint of tenderness in her cold eyes.

As she was only fourteen or fifteen years old, she was still young at this time, but she had a unique charm of a girl. Under her simple dress, her slender and slightly thin body made her look a little weak, but her face contained stubbornness and strength that only she knew.

"That's all my opinions. Who agrees? Who opposes?" The girl faced the vacant hall, stirred her hands together, and said in a thick voice. Yu Qingqing's cold eyes were filled with naughty that was hard to see.

After the girl said that, she slowly glanced around the hall with a serious look.

"If you have no objection, then that's it." The girl who looked back at the starting point said again, still in a rough voice.

But her control did not increase her majesty at all, but instead added a bit of silly to her that only girls could have.

"Rong'er, what are you talking about?" When the girl was still using her own serious eyes to suppress the air, a woman walked out of the corner of the palace gate and said.

"Master?" Duanmu Rong was slightly shocked, and then she was embarrassed. Was she discovered?

"Who were you talking to just now?" Nian Duan looked at Duanmu Rong, the disciple on the high platform in the hall and said.

Also, Master didn't hear anything I said. Duanmurong, who got the answer to his peace of mind from Master's words, clenched her fists, which was relieved.

"I didn't say anything." Duanmurong said innocently.

Nian Duan was serious about his disciple, but suddenly realized that he could not see the girl's heart from Duanmurong's words and deeds. Duanmurong had completed transformation in the past two years, allowing her, the master who raised Duanmurong with one hand, to no longer easily see what Duanmurong thoughts like before.

Duanmurong, who suddenly realized this, felt sad and could not change anything after all. At this time, she was no longer interested in Duanmurong's little secret just now.

"Are you really ready?" Nian Duan asked.

Nianduan was no longer interested in Duanmurong's personal secrets or concern for experience. At this time, Nianduan only cared about the issue of business. As for Duanmurong, Nianduan found that his concern had long become redundant. For Duanmurong, someone protected her, but what made Nianduan feel sad was that the person was not herself, and that he appeared too early.

"Now, the Fa, military, Confucianism, Mohism, Gongshu, Yin and Yang, and even Taoism have all been on the right track, and only our Medical Palace is still like this, I can no longer wait." Duanmu Rong said seriously.

A year ago, with the completion of surrounding buildings, the Fa, Military, Mo, Gongshu, Mo, Yin and Yang Academy had completed enrollment and gradually entered the regular state, but only her medical palace was still in a closed state because she had not yet been able to leave the army.

Duanmurong knew that this was her agreement with him, but when she saw the popularity of other academies, she could no longer sit still. She wanted to realize her wish as soon as possible. Whether for him or for herself, she had to open this medical palace as soon as possible.

She even paid a heavy price for changing the conditions that had been agreed upon for this, but even so, she was willing to do so and she could no longer wait.

Because she knew that if everything was really like the agreement, when she got out of the army, those children could call her aunt, how could she sit and wait?

Fortunately, she is not necessary for this academy. After some bargaining, she successfully obtained a privilege in Xianyang Palace, which was to bring her master, the contemporary head of the doctor, and the medical master who has stood at the peak of this world, let her take her place and become the host of this academy.

"You may be able to take another path, not necessarily in this academy." Nian Duan said to Duanmurong.

She already knew that the intention of her disciple was difficult to change. It was precisely because of this that she realized that when Duanmu Rong really got the Medical Academy, she might lose more.

"No, Master, my path can only be here. Only Duanmurong, who owns the Medical Academy, is unique, and I want to be that unique Duanmurong." Duanmurong said seriously during Nian Duan's scrutiny.

"You have indeed grown up." Nian Duan said in a daze.

The next moment, Nian Duan smiled bitterly, but she forgot that sentence: Those who are close to the vermilion are red and those who are close to the ink are black. The person Duanmurong contacts the most is the real master here, besides herself.

How could he not have taught Duanmurong something? No matter what his intentions were, he had huge plans on Duanmurong. What he wanted was not a simple and cute Duanmurong. What he wanted was a true master of medicine. He was a man who was enough to be a master of medicine and could not see him. It is conceivable how high his expectations for Duanmurong were.

"Do you have a plan?" Nian Duan asked.

"I have no plans yet." Duanmurong replied without any burden.

"However, he has prepared some of them, the students' household registration has been sorted out, and those who can find the address of the doctors from six countries have sent letters of appointment. More than 70 people have replied, and they are almost in Xianyang. If you calculate those long distances, this number will be doubled." Duanmu Rong continued.

"So, some of the things here are already ready, and I'm the only one left?" Nian Duan realized what his disciple had done without him.

She had everything ready and the rest was waiting for herself to get into the trap.
Chapter completed!