People in the Qin Dynasty, entertained during the Warring States period

Cao Ze chuckled and said, "It was just something we talked about in private."

"Alright, let's get down to business."

Li Wu and Jing Ni both looked at Cao Ze.

Cao Ze said, "I have received news that Lu Goujian, the former leader of the Mohist school, is in Niushou Village outside the city. I plan to take you and Jing Ke to visit him."

Jingni's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: "Lu Goujian, the Three-Handed Sword Demon? He's outside Handan?"

Li Wu asked, "The former leader of the Mohist school? Was he very strong?"

Jingni said, "Many years ago, he was already a grandmaster. His unique Three-Hand Sword technique almost defeated all swordsmen in the world. He is the one that Luo Wang pays the most attention to."

Cao Ze smiled and said, "The stronger the better, that way you can gain more swordsman experience."

Jing Ni was taken aback. "You want me to fight him?"

Cao Ze said, "That's right. As the former leader of the Mohist school, his character is quite reliable. It just so happens that Jing Ke is challenging him, so you should give it a try. If you manage to break through to the Grandmaster level through enlightenment, you'll have struck gold."

Jing Ni nodded: "Perfect, I don't have any experience fighting a Grandmaster yet."

Nothing more was said that night. Cao Ze sent Li Wu away with Xiao Yan'er, while he continued unlocking the game with the giant salamander in his arms.

I don't know if Jingni was embarrassed by what he said that night.

They have always been ashamed to export.

Cao Ze had no choice but to find another way and try to advance from other places.

I was up and about for most of the night.

Jing Ni successfully kept quiet and took control of the Upper House.

However, most of the House of Commons had been infiltrated by Cao Ze's troops.

It's a complete mess.

……

Chapter 75 Morning Activities, Lectures on Hundred Schools of Thought

early morning.

Jingni got up and stepped off the bed. Bathed in the morning light, she appeared aloof and holy without any clothes to cover her.

She felt a slight ache in her lower back for no apparent reason, so she stretched and relaxed with her back to Cao Ze.

Cao Ze admired Jing Ni's curvaceous body and smooth back, and couldn't help but pat her on the back with a Wangzai QQ candy.

It's very smooth, elastic, and chewy.

She looks like a woman who is good at bearing children.

Jingni shuddered, the memories of last night flooding back, and she involuntarily shook herself.

She turned her head and glared at Cao Ze, then snorted softly and put on her clothes one by one in front of him.

A year ago, she had told Cao Ze to turn around and not look at her.

"Don't forget to tidy up."

The giant salamanders became an infestation last night.

All sheets and blankets need to be washed and replaced.

This would make it easier for him to spear the salamander again at night.

Cao Ze hummed a little tune as he left Qingping Residence.

While I have some free time, I'll go to the Drunken Wine House and ask Jing Ke when he plans to go to Niushou Village.

After entering the Drunken Pavilion, Cao Ze looked around but did not see Jing Ke.

He kicked Xiong Er, who was lying on the table pretending to be dead.

"Where is Jing Ke?"

Xiong Er said obsequiously, "My lord, I'm not quite sure."

"Say it again?"

"Oh, I remember now. He seemed to have gone on the 'Lecture Room' program."

Cao Ze was taken aback. "Lecture Room of the Hundred Schools? What the heck?"

Xiong Er quickly replied, "Don't we often have people from all schools of thought come to Handan to give lectures?"

"During the reign of King Huiwen, Lord Pingyuan Zhao Sheng designated a piece of land in the east of the city, where the wealthy and powerful gathered, and built a stone altar ten feet high, imitating the Jixia Academy, to facilitate the lectures of various schools of thought."

"Later, the name spread, and the place became known as the Hundred Schools Forum. It is said that other capital cities in other countries also have such forums, but none are as famous as Handan."

"You should know that even the Confucian scholar Xunzi of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, the holy land of Confucianism today, once lectured at the Hundred Schools Forum and debated military strategy with Linwu Jun, the military strategist of Chu. It almost caused a sensation in the entire city of Handan, and even King Xiaocheng personally came out of the palace to watch."

Xiong Er described it so vividly, as if he had witnessed it himself.

Cao Ze's heart skipped a beat. This place looked pretty good; it seemed quite authoritative.

"Alright, I'll go take a look."

A gold coin glided through the air and landed in Xiong Er's hand, making Xiong Er breathe a sigh of relief.

Money isn't important; what matters is this person. We're ignoring him now.

Cao Ze leisurely arrived at the east side of the city.

This is Handan City, the only place without any underground gangs.

Because these were places where princes and nobles lived, every household had dozens of thugs.

The most conspicuous spot in the east of the city is the large open space behind the stone archway on Yong'an Street.

There is only one enormous stone altar, about ten feet high and three feet in circumference, which is very eye-catching.

On this enormous stone altar, there was only one old man, speaking eloquently about the Doctrine of the Mean.

Who else could it be but the great Confucian scholar Kong Chuan?

Cao Ze then realized that the old man was a cultivator with profound internal strength; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to transmit his voice over a radius of a hundred meters, allowing hundreds of people to hear it clearly.

It seems the waters of the Qin Dynasty were quite deep.

"...Sincerity is self-realization. And the Way is self-realization. Sincerity is the beginning and end of all things; without sincerity, nothing exists. Therefore, the superior man values ​​sincerity. Sincerity is not merely about self-realization..."

When Cao Ze found Jing Ke, who was reeking of alcohol, he discovered that the young man was listening intently, seemingly having grasped something.

Cao Ze didn't disturb them and waited quietly.

Unexpectedly, on the podium, Kong Chuan, who was speaking as eloquently as his former homeroom teacher, seemed to have a telepathic connection with Cao Ze. He spotted Cao Ze at a glance, slowed down his speech, and seemed to be about to stop lecturing.

Jing Ke murmured to himself, "Sincerity in the heart, sincerity in the sword, the way of utmost sincerity can lead to foreknowledge..."

Cao Ze looked at Jing Ke, whose sword intent was overwhelming, with surprise.

So that's it?

He truly is a born swordsman; his assassination attempt on the King of Qin was incredibly skillful.

Jing Ke snapped out of his daze and looked at Cao Ze. "Brother Cao, I understand!"

Cao Ze's eyes widened immediately. The words seemed familiar. A month ago, Li Zuoche had also said to him in the street, "Brother Cao, I understand."

Then, he became known as a heartless man and a fickle lover among the girls in various dance halls.

This immediately dashed his hopes of going to various dance halls to listen to music.

It's truly heartbreaking not being able to discuss poetry with girls who have practiced dance in their private rooms!

He's trying to smash the car again!

"Huh? Brother Cao, you seem quite unhappy?"

Cao Ze coughed lightly: "What did you realize?"

"The way of the sword values ​​specialization. Only in this way can one move forward without hesitation and kill with a single sword. Lu Goujian's three swords were still too many."

"Oh, you think you can rely on one trick to succeed in everything, like some kind of celestial being descending from the heavens?"

"A Celestial Immortal? Wow~ What a great name, even cooler than the Ten-Step Kill!"

"..."

After Cao Ze asked Jing Ke when they would be heading to Niushou Village, he heard Kong Chuan calling him.

Jing Ke asked in surprise, "You know Master Zigao?"

Cao Ze nodded. "We've met once."

He then stepped forward and said, "Mr. Zigao, may I ask what brings you to this junior?"

Kong Chuan smiled and beckoned Cao Ze to come up on stage.

Addressing the disciples and students of various schools of thought, including Confucianism, Mohism, Yin-Yang School, Military School, and Legalism, he introduced the work: "The Three Character Classic I discussed yesterday is this young friend's masterpiece. I merely added some supplements and embellishments."

"Huh? Isn't he that lecherous scoundrel?"

"Please be polite, this is a great talent who wrote 'On the Six States'!"

"Holy crap! He wrote 'The Snow Maiden Song'? Why didn't it work when I used it to confess my feelings to Xiao Fang in the village?!"

"Brother Li Zuoche said that Brother Cao Ze is a Casanova, brothers, quickly pay him a visit!"

……

Kong Chuan was confused. Could it be that this young friend hadn't read some classic works?

Cao Ze said he was so embarrassed that he felt like he was digging a basement out of the stone altar with his toes.

Goodness, he's been quiet for a month, and he still remembers him.

Facing these people, most of whom were disciples and followers of various schools of thought who had traveled and studied in Handan, he expressed his regret at appearing in such a capacity.

Jing Ke looked on incredulously. The brother he had just recognized was the legendary "Three Thousand" Casanova, whose reputation was shrouded in mystery.

Kong Chuan's face hardened, and he channeled his inner energy, softly uttering, "Courtesy!"

The moment the word was uttered, the scene fell silent.