"Need me to give a speech?" After listening to Zhou Bai's words, Meng Xiang's mind suddenly came up with his previous bad speech.

"Today, the Jixia School Palace is officially opened, how can you do it if you don't go? Just waiting for the general to preside over the opening ceremony! Zhou Bai smiled with a red face.

Meng Xiang's promise to him was more than half fulfilled in less than a year.

60 of the 100 primary schools have been built, although all of them are fortress primary schools, but after the redesign of Xu Yuming and others, the practical surname is more reasonable without greatly weakening the structure.

Now that the fangs of the vanguard have been sharpened, what is needed is an offense, not a fortress-like defense. So during this period of time, the building capacity of the main base was used to build the school.

Not only these 100 elementary schools, but even 10 middle schools are under construction, and 5 have already been completed. The same is the fortress-like structure, which is much larger, with eight huge three-tiered bastions enclosing a circle of open space. The local people call it Bagua Building.

"The gossip building is not bad!" Zhou Bai doesn't care about this, as long as the students have a place to study and read.

"Let's go to the elementary school first?" Meng Xiang sat on the bucket car, and when he saw the national flag and the flag of the vanguard army floating above a primary school not far from the roadside, he couldn't help but suggest. It's not yet time for the official opening ceremony of the Jixia School Palace, so you can take a tour of the elementary school first.

All schools are opening together today, and the opening date is still the same as that of Meng Xiang. It happened to be on March 3 of the solar calendar, the second day of the second month of the lunar calendar, and the dragon raised its head.

"It's just too shabby!" Meng Xiang couldn't help but sigh as he visited this primary school.

The base is a military base, and the fortress is a fortress, with camouflage on the outside, but no decorative function. In the winter in the north, the decoration is not suitable. In order not to delay the students' studies, at the suggestion of Cao Han of the General Staff Office, all the school walls were pasted with white paper to increase the brightness of the room. Even the windows were covered with window paper because there was not enough glass.

The desks are all made of scrap wood, and the shell boxes and bullet boxes have become the last popular desks and chairs after simple processing and packaging. The chalkboard is painted directly on the wall, and the chalk is an irregular strip of lime.

"You've worked hard!" Meng Xiang shook hands with these teachers one by one. He was even more moved when he saw the warnings and colorful enlightenment paintings written by these teachers on the walls, and when he learned that everything here was handmade by these young students who volunteered to teach. With the passion they ignited with their youth, why worry that there is no hope for this nation?

Led by them, he came to the middle of the children.

At this time, the weather was still very cold, although it was not as cold as the wax moon in the middle of winter, but it was still a little cold, and the faces of more than forty children in the room were red.

Meng Xiang was distressed when he saw it, but he was a little helpless. But at this time, the conditions were insufficient, and even the electric lights on the top were not installed. It is impossible to compare it to the classrooms of later generations. According to the local finances, the deficit is still hovering, and the first thing to solve now is the problem of food and clothing. There is not so much financial resources to develop others.

"Hello kids!" Meng Xiang looked at these children of different sizes, all of whom were first-year freshmen, and couldn't help but wave to them. With no cameras and no lights to turn off, Meng Xiang was disgusted by this kind of behavior, even though he understood that this was a good opportunity for him to show his pro-people side to the people, but he still gave up. He has a base in his hands and strength, and all hypocritical practices are floating clouds.

"Hello General!" The children replied in unison.

"General!?" Facing the little faces that were red from the cold and the innocent eyes one by one, Meng Xiang's heart suddenly tightened, and his style was already like that of a warlord. No matter what you do, the military ruling has left a hidden danger for the future.

"And thank you to the general for thinking about these children!" He Siyuan, who accompanied him, couldn't help but sigh. The situation of the Vanguard Army, he understood. He was under siege and the people's livelihood on the territory was still very difficult, and it was the time to use money everywhere, but this General Meng set aside a special fund of 3 million yuan for him, the newly established head of education of the Qilu Kangyu Special Economic Zone, for the compulsory implementation of compulsory education at the beginning of the third year. This is even greater than the support of Han Fuyu.

In order for the children to have books, all tuition and miscellaneous fees such as textbook fees are waived. The three-year obligation is completely free for three years, which also makes parents feel relieved. If you don't spend money to read books, who wouldn't support it? What's more, Meng Xiang also proposed that all children will have a free lunch at noon.

Although it is only a nutritious meal with a single taste, it is absolutely filling, but it makes the children very interested in it. This year, having enough food is happiness, and the lunch supply of the school that reported to the time yesterday directly covered all the supplies of the base. If it weren't for the teacher's attention, some children would almost have been strangled to death. For this reason, the quantity has been specially controlled, and it is no longer an unlimited supply. But these nutritious meals provide enough nutrients for children not to be too deficient. As long as there is a full meal, these weak children will not be prematurely eliminated by the cruel society.

"You must study hard in the future and make progress every day!" Meng Xiang finally admonished the child. He inadvertently plagiarized another sentence, but it was just a smooth statement at the time. But He Siyuan next to him felt that this sentence was good, so he wrote those eight words after he went back and sent them to that school. Soon after that, the phrase quickly spread throughout the elementary schools.

After the primary school visit, he had to take a detour to the only middle school nearby, and the time was not enough, so Meng Xiang regretted not going to the middle school to visit. Two high schools and three junior high schools are just the beginning, and with the continuous construction of the base, there will be a middle school in every township.

The car stopped steadily at the foot of Niu Mountain, and at this time, more than a dozen three- and four-story buildings of all kinds had been built on this hill, which was once famous for its children's water. The new Jishita Gakugu was not built on the original site, but was moved here.

"This is the Jixia Academy!" Meng Xiang said with emotion.

Originally, the name was also his suggestion. In a sense, the Kinoshita Gakuya is the world's first university. In its heyday, it once brought together as many as 1,000 talented people at that time. You know, how many scholars were there in the world at that time?

At that time, all scholars who came to the Jixia Academy, regardless of their academic affiliation, ideological views, political tendencies, or country, age, seniority, etc., were free to express their academic opinions, making the Jixia Academy the most dazzling ideological center of that era. These scholars argued, cross-examined, and absorbed each other, and this is why there is a saying that a hundred schools of thought are contending.

However, in the passage of time, the scene of free debate and competition between hundreds of schools of thought has slowly disappeared into the long river of history. If he hadn't toured the neighborhood in his later life, he wouldn't have known that the stone that looked like a tombstone was the site symbol of the former Jixia School Palace.

"I think that my dignified Chinese civilization has been passed down for thousands of years, but now I have to learn Western civilization from scratch, can't the local Chinese civilization be revived?" Pharmacist Tang's low sigh made Meng Xiang suddenly startled. Thinking of the many remarks on the Internet in later generations, he had the idea of building the Jixia School Palace, not for the world's first brand, but only for the continuation of a civilization and the establishment of a free style of study in which a hundred schools of thought contend.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting!" As soon as he got out of the car, Meng Xiang saw Cai Yuanpei and others waiting there, and hurriedly walked over to say hello. The pretentiousness of some literati makes it easy not to offend them, and if there is any rudeness, they will be scolded by those who are cautious for a lifetime, or even for centuries. It was because Han Fuyu refused the plea of a reporter of a major newspaper that he killed a drug dealer who was selling opium, and as a result, some of the deeds of Zhang Zongchang and other warlords were detained on his head and published in the newspaper. With the support and promotion of the background of the central political axe, he became a big boss from a book, and he was scolded by others.

Pharmacist Tang had already reminded Meng Xiang more than once to pay attention to his words and deeds. But at this moment, Meng Xiang is not afraid of offending people with rudeness, his modesty is mainly because he really respects them in his heart, which is not comparable to the brick family called beasts in later generations.

"It's not too late, it's not too late! General Meng is really young and promising! Cai Yuanpei smiled approvingly. Since the fall of Shanghai, he has gone to Hong Kong. Recently, he received an invitation from the Vanguard Army to serve as the sacrificial wine of the Jixia Academy. He naturally knew the origin of the Jixia School Palace and the sacrificial wine. I am also a little curious about this retro style. At this time, they were all called principals and deans, and there were no more people who called sacrificial wine.

But when he saw the ideas and concepts of Jixia Academy, he was a little moved. The idea of a free style of study that is contended by a hundred schools of thought is also in line with the principle of "freedom of thought, inclusiveness" advocated by him, and after hearing a lot of rumors about the vanguard army, he decided to come and give it a try.

Meng Xiang responded with a smile, but he was a little depressed in his heart, why did everyone have to say a word about being young and promising when they saw themselves. Looking at the surroundings that were at least at the level of middle-aged uncles, he touched the short stubble left on his chin, and his heart suddenly thought.

Cai Yuanpei then introduced him to the people behind him, many names, Meng Xiang had heard of them, but he didn't know what to do.

For example, this Chen Yinke in front of him. He had also heard a little about the name of the master of Chinese studies, but he didn't know how good it was. Chen Yinke's father, Chen Sanli, died of hunger strike in anger when Yue Kou attacked Beijing and Tianjin. He cried out of his eyes during the funeral, and after refusing the invitation of Yue Kou, he fled south to the territory of the vanguard army. At this time, he was being treated in the hospital of the Vanguard Army.

There are too many masters to be called these years.

Xiao Youmei, introduced by Cai Yuanpei, is also a music master that Meng Xiang is familiar with. Xiao Youmei is a pioneering master in the history of modern Chinese music, as well as a pioneer and founder of modern professional music education. However, these are all floating clouds for Xiaobai's Meng Xiang, and he is just a little weak for what Xiao Youmei said now.

"The poem written by General Meng to defend the Yellow River is majestic and imposing. I wonder if General Meng has any other works? Xiao Youmei asked with a smile as she shook hands. He was invited by Cai Yuanpei, but he was also the dean of the Conservatory of Music. He is still in charge of the Shanghai National College of Music, and is not yet able to devote himself to this position. However, this does not prevent him from teaching here.

"It's something I came up with by accident and someone else helped me do it. Actually, I wasn't very proficient in music, thanks to the help of others. Meng Xiang immediately said with a smile, he didn't even know the staves, and he would reveal his stuffing as soon as he said it.

"General Meng is too modest, I will ask for more advice in the future!" Xiao Youmei also knew some nominal things, and only thought that Meng Xiang was ghostwritten by someone with a knife, but the scene still had to be said.

Cai Yuanpei was also busy introducing the next one.

"This is Professor Liang Sicheng!" Cai Yuanpei introduced a tall and thin man. He didn't introduce him much, but Meng Xiang paid special attention to him in the list of professors provided by Rat Er.

Meng Xiang naturally did not know that Liang Sicheng had been systematically investigating, collating and researching the history and theory of ancient Chinese architecture, and was the pioneer and founder of this discipline. He pays attention to Liang Sicheng because his father is Liang Qichao. And his wife is Lin Huiyin, who was called the first beauty of the Republic of China by later generations. Meng Xiang, who read a lot of gossip in later generations, naturally knew Liang Sicheng's name. It is also known that he participated in the design of the Monument to the People's Heroes, as well as the urban planning of Kyoto in later generations. The fact that he asked to protect the city wall of Kyoto also made Meng Xiang remember it deeply.

Think about it, if the castle walls of Kyoto had been preserved intact at that time, how much GDP would have to be created? Forex is also certainly indispensable.

And that Lin Huiyin, the first beauty of the Republic of China! Meng Xiang couldn't help but think about it, and ignored Cai Yuanpei's introduction to him. It wasn't until Xiaohua gave him a reminder that he woke up.

Cai Yuanpei introduced these big cows to him one by one, and Meng Xiang was overjoyed while listening. Although universities have been everywhere in later generations, there are not many universities that have gathered so many real masters at once. Isn't there a saying that the reason why a university is called a university is not because of buildings and big names, but because of masters.

At this time, there are so many masters gathered in the Jixia School Palace, and in the future historical records, it is time to give a handful.

"General Meng, I wonder if we should talk about the composition of the three palaces and seven courtyards of the Jixia School Palace! That's a bit of a misnomer! After Cai Yuanpei finished his introduction, he talked to Meng Xiang about the composition of this academy.