Joy of Life: Me, the Second Prince? Summon Yuan Tiangang!

"Shopkeeper, this jade pendant of mine is made of top-grade Lantian jade, exquisitely carved, and priceless. It could easily buy all the wine in your tavern. Why don't you trade it?"

A slightly languid yet clear voice rang out.

Li Chengze looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man dressed in a purple-black brocade robe standing in front of the counter of the tavern.

The young man had a handsome face, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, but his hair was slightly messy and his eyes held a hint of carefree drunkenness.

He was holding a crystal-clear, crescent-shaped jade pendant in his hand, dangling it in front of the tavern owner.

The tavern owner, a middle-aged man with a fierce face, waved his hand impatiently, as if shooing away flies, and said, "Go away! What Lantian jade or Hongtian jade? This old man has no eyes to judge! In this desolate wilderness, I only recognize copper coins and gold and silver! This piece of junk you can probably get a few coins at a pawnshop, but here, it's not even worth a bowl of filthy wine! If you don't have money, get out of here and don't delay this old man's business!"

The young man in the purple robe wasn't angry at the boss's sharp rebuke. He just sighed helplessly, looking at the aroma of wine emanating from the wine jar. His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily as he muttered to himself, "Alas, even a hero can be brought down by a penny. To think that I, a dignified man... well, in this world, even fine jade is not as practical as gold and silver."

With that, he shook his head, preparing to put the jade pendant away and turn to leave.

Just then, a crisp metallic clanging sound rang out from the counter.

"when!"

A gold ingot landed steadily in front of the tavern owner, shimmering with a captivating luster in the sunlight.

The tavern owner's eyes widened instantly, and his breathing became rapid. He ran a tavern in this desolate wilderness and couldn't earn even a tael of gold all year round. Now, seeing such a large gold ingot, he was practically drooling.

"I'll pay for this young master's drinks. Bring out your best wine and meat."

A warm and magnetic voice sounded behind the young man in purple robes.

The young man in purple robes was slightly taken aback. He turned around and saw Li Chengze smiling at him.

Li Chengze sized up the young man before him, secretly admiring him.

Although this person appears down on his luck, he exudes an undeniable air of nobility and a profound understanding of the ways of the world.

Fortunately, gold is a hard currency in any world.

The young man in purple robes looked at Li Chengze, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He then cupped his hands in a respectful bow and said with a carefree smile, "Brother, you're truly a timely help! I was just worried about my indigestion, and your generous donation has saved my life. May I ask your esteemed name?"

"My name is Li Chengze, merely a wandering scholar." Li Chengze smiled slightly and gestured for him to join in. "Our meeting is fate. If you don't mind, sir, why don't we have a few drinks together?"

"That is exactly what I wish for, I dare not ask!" The young man in purple robes laughed and walked to an empty table and sat down without any politeness.

Soon, the tavern owner, bowing and scraping, served several jars of homemade rice wine and several plates of sliced ​​cooked beef. Although rough, it had a unique flavor in this setting.

The two men toasted each other, and after a few bowls of wine, they started talking.

"Brother Li is generous and has an extraordinary demeanor; he is certainly not an ordinary wanderer." The young man in purple robes picked up his wine bowl, his gaze fixed intently on Li Chengze, and asked seemingly casually, "May I ask where Brother Li intends to go on this journey?"

Li Chengze put down his wine bowl and said calmly, "I have no fixed abode; I go wherever I feel like going. But you, young master, judging by your attire, you must be rich and noble. How did you end up exchanging your personal jade pendant for wine?"

The young man in purple robes gave a bitter laugh and said self-deprecatingly, "What do you mean by being rich and noble? I'm just a wanderer who has been away from home for many years and is now penniless. My surname is Han, and my given name is Fei. I left home many years ago to study in Sanghai, Qi State. Now that I have completed my studies, I am preparing to return to my homeland."

"Han Fei?!"

Upon hearing this name, Li Chengze paused slightly in the hand holding the wine bowl, and a glint of light suddenly flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Countless pieces of information flashed through his mind in an instant.

Han Fei! The Ninth Prince of Han! The greatest synthesizer of Legalism! The genius who wrote "Solitary Indignation" and "Five Vermin," which made King Ying Zheng of Qin exclaim, "Alas, if I could meet this man and befriend him, I would die without regret!"

More importantly, Han Fei just said that he has just returned from studying in Sanghai, Qi, and is preparing to return to Han!

"So that's how it is... the timeline is here!"

Li Chengze was in turmoil, but on the surface he remained calm.

He finally determined his current timeline. This wasn't the era of the main story of "Qin's Moon," where Qin Shi Huang had unified the six kingdoms and the Hundred Schools of Thought were secretly rebelling; rather, it was the era of "Nine Songs of the Sky," where the seven kingdoms still coexisted, the state of Han was in turmoil, and the Quicksand organization had not yet been established!

This is an era that is even more magnificent and unpredictable than the original story!

At this point in time, King Ying Zheng of Qin had only recently assumed personal rule, Lü Buwei still held immense power, the court of Han was firmly controlled by General Ji Wuye's "Nightfall" organization, and Han Fei was about to return to Xinzheng, stirring up a storm that would sweep across the seven states!

At this point in time, King Ying Zheng of Qin had only recently assumed personal rule, Lü Buwei still held immense power, the court of Han was firmly controlled by General Ji Wuye's "Nightfall" organization, and Han Fei was about to return to Xinzheng, stirring up a storm that would sweep across the seven states!

"So it's Young Master Han Fei, my apologies for not recognizing you sooner." Li Chengze raised his wine bowl, concealing his excitement. "I've heard that the Little Sage Village in Qi is a sacred place for scholars throughout the land, and Master Xunzi is a great Confucian scholar of our time. For you to become a disciple of Xunzi, you must be a man of great learning and possess the talent to govern the country and bring peace to the world."

Han Fei waved his hand and sighed, "Brother Li, you flatter me. You have mastered both literary and martial arts, and you can serve the emperor. It's just a pity that my homeland is now terminally ill, with powerful ministers in power and the laws collapsing. I don't know whether my return this time will be a blessing or a curse."

Although Han Fei appeared to be drunk and his eyes were blurry, he was constantly observing Li Chengze out of the corner of his eye.

He discovered that although the mysterious Brother Li in front of him concealed his identity well when he gave his name, he could not escape his perception of the change in his aura at that moment.

"This person is definitely not simple," Han Fei thought to himself.

Having seen countless people, he noticed that Li Chengze, despite his deliberate attempts to conceal the imperial aura of someone who had long held a high position and wielded the power of life and death, still exuded a subtle sense of pressure that made him uneasy.

The two had their own thoughts, yet they chatted happily.

Before we knew it, several jars of wine had been emptied.

Han Fei stood up, dusted himself off, and bowed deeply to Li Chengze: "Thank you for the wine today, Brother Li. A single conversation with you is worth more than ten years of study. I have benefited greatly."

"You're too kind, young master." Li Chengze also stood up.

Han Fei looked at Li Chengze, a sincere invitation flashing in his eyes: "Brother Li just said that you are wandering around and have no fixed abode. Why don't you come with me to Xinzheng in Han? Although Han is weak, Xinzheng is still a prosperous place."

Li Chengze looked at Han Fei's expectant eyes and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Going to Xinzheng, South Korea?

This is exactly what he wanted!

"Since Brother Han has extended such a warm invitation, then I, Li, will not refuse." Li Chengze smiled slightly, unfolded his folding fan, and said, "Perfect timing, I also want to see the legendary Zilan Pavilion, known for its boundless romance."

Upon hearing this, Han Fei's eyes lit up, and he burst into laughter: "Excellent! With Brother Li's assistance, my journey will be even more awe-inspiring! Let's set off now, our destination: Xinzheng in Han!"

As the sun set, two figures walked side by side on the official road leading to South Korea, casting long shadows.