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

"In the end, he succeeded. And this sword is the Zhanlu Sword."

Fu Nian couldn't help but get up and walk over to Zhao Jia, wanting to examine the sword more closely.

"Legend has it that after this sword was forged, it was acquired by King Yunchang of Yue and presented to King Liao of Wu along with the Shengxie and Yuchang swords."

"Later, for reasons unknown, the sword returned to the State of Yue and was obtained by Goujian, the son of Yunchang. However, because the State of Yue was no match for the State of Wu, Goujian followed his father's example and presented the sword to King Fuchai of Wu."

"However, it is said that King Fuchai did not obtain the sword. It is rumored that the sword recognized its master, flew away from the King of Wu on its own, and eventually disappeared mysteriously."

"Some say it was obtained by the benevolent King of Chu, but we don't know if that's true."

"But it is certain that it was obtained by Zhou Zhaowenjun, who was known for her benevolence. It is said that because of this, King Huiwen of Qin became her teacher, the King of Wei drove her chariot, and the King of Han held her stirrups."

"Gradually, the Zhanlu sword came to be regarded as the sword of benevolence."

Fu Nian admired the Zhanlu Sword while recounting its story.

Gongsun Long was annoyed by the Confucianists who kept criticizing him and the founders of the School of Names in their writings, and immediately said: "What sword of benevolence? If I remember correctly, the Zhanlu sword was once wielded by a stray dog ​​like Zhang Yi, who only knew how to use words to get ahead, right?"

Fu Nian remained silent.

Zhang Yi did indeed carry this sword, and his reputation among the six states of Shandong was indeed very poor.

Almost every country has criticized Zhang Yi.

The one who criticized Zhang Yi the most harshly and viciously was Han Peng, the Marquis of Wu'an of Han.

In Han Ting, in front of Zhang Yi, he cursed him, saying, "He has no ability to govern the country internally, nor the courage to conquer cities externally. He flees to the feudal lords, relying on his glib tongue. He aids the tyrant, betrays the country and helps the enemy. He is not a man to protect the country, but a stray dog."

Zhao Jia coughed lightly and said, "Everyone, please be quiet."

"As Mr. Fu Nian said, the Zhanlu sword is indeed worthy of being called a sword of benevolence."

"It is said that if a person with a heart of evil and injustice obtains this sword, he will be struck by lightning and die."

"Zhang Yi's sudden death in the State of Wei is the best proof of this."

Zhang Yi had been too ruthless in harming the six states of Shandong back then, so naturally he wouldn't have any goodwill towards Zhang Yi.

But it was also not good to offend the famous scholars and Confucianists, so he had no choice but to act as a peacemaker.

Cao Ze was speechless.

Is this what Yafei Xuenu meant by "the most suitable thing for him"?

Should we do this to him?

He doesn't believe he can always be benevolent and righteous.

In addition, this world does indeed have deities similar to the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, and spirits similar to the Reverse-Scale Pixiu.

He couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be struck by lightning while using this sword.

You should know that when he was cultivating Yin Five Thunders, he could still encounter lightning from a clear sky.

Cao Ze made up his mind that once he got the Zhanlu Sword, he would throw it onto the stove to use as a fire poker.

After Zhao Jia finished speaking, Guo Kai appeared with a big smile.

"I hereby announce that this year's Hundred Schools of Thought Conference shall begin immediately."

"Please feel free to say whatever you have to say."

"Those of you below the platform, if you also have insightful opinions, you are welcome to come up on stage. If you do not wish to, you may submit your written opinions for the experts on the platform to review and evaluate."

After Guo Kai finished speaking and left the stage, there was little sound on the lecture platform, but a fierce debate broke out below.

The Confucian disciples were the most prominent, as Confucianism emphasizes benevolence, and who wouldn't want to obtain the legendary sword of benevolence?

If it weren't for the presence of a group of royal guards around them, they would have had to resort to quoting Confucius if they couldn't agree with the Analects.

Cao Ze sat calmly on the podium, not in a hurry to make a move on the first day.

Before long, a servant came up to the stage and placed bamboo slips handed over by the disciples from various families below on their wooden table.

Soon, Cao Ze went bald.

Whether these disciples of the Hundred Schools did it on purpose or not, before the others had even placed a few scrolls on their wooden desks, his desk was almost overflowing.

This drew the attention of many people on the podium.

Duanmu Rong looked at the books on Cao Ze's wooden desk and recalled Xue Nu's praise of Cao Ze. It turned out that she hadn't exaggerated at all; he was indeed a remarkable gentleman.

However, Li Ji, who was kneeling beside Gongsun Yu, had other thoughts.

I never expected that the young man who was with Ya Fei yesterday would be so popular. If we could bring him to defend the city of Wei, he might be able to rally many disciples from various schools of thought.

It should be noted that these elite disciples from various schools all possess internal strength and are quite skilled; otherwise, they wouldn't even be qualified to travel and study.

However, after thinking it over, Li Ji sighed softly.

Let alone whether Cao Ze would be willing to go with her, even if he were, how many people could he bring?

Cao Ze looked at the letter that was handed to him, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

The sheer quantity is one thing, but the key issue is the content...

Basically, there are very few normal ones that are even remotely acceptable.

If "The Man of Qi Who Worried About the Sky Falling" is a fable for others, then for him it was practically a live broadcast.

The idea that blocking Hangu Pass would prevent the Qin state from expanding eastward is flawed.

This guy really has the spirit of the Foolish Old Man Who Moved Mountains.

When I see a letter that says the Qin state's theory of righteous warfare is nothing but tyranny, and that whoever is strong is the righteous army, etc.

Although the viewpoint was ordinary, it still gave Cao Ze a refreshing feeling.

Not long after, Six-Fingered Black Knight left; he had only come to make a brief appearance.

Then the physicians recited the names of Duan Duan and Duanmu Rong.

Afterwards, Gongsun Yu, a strategist, also left. He was arranged by Consort Ya to enter the palace alone, leaving Li Ji behind.

There wasn't a single book on the black and white sisters' wooden desk. They wanted to leave, but dared not leave beforehand.

We can only keep enduring it.

Two hours later, most of the crowd had dispersed.

Only Cao Ze, who was miserably "checking homework," and the Black and White Sisters, who were worried that the Mohists would be targeted, remained on the podium.

Cao Ze glanced at the nervous black and white sisters and suddenly had an idea.

"Since you all seem to have plenty of free time, I'll leave these letters to you. Just sort them out and put them on my desk."

"Ah, this..."

"I guarantee you'll live well in Handan."

"Good good."

The Black and White Sisters immediately agreed, fearing that Cao Ze would change his mind.

After making his grand promises, Cao Ze left leisurely, finally feeling relieved.

The thought that the study of a hundred schools of thought would continue for so long gave Cao Ze a headache.

What was supposed to be a live confrontation, a battle of wits and words, turned into an eyesore.

You need to come less often, otherwise it will be fatal.

Chapter 120 Good Friendship

Cao Ze had just stepped down from the podium and hadn't taken two steps when he saw a group of people surrounding a girl.

Upon closer inspection, it was Li Ji.

But it is not important.

The important thing is the leader of the group of guys surrounding Liji.

Besides Zhao Qian, who else would dare to act recklessly in the eastern part of the city, where princes and nobles gather, and in the Hundred Schools Forum, where various schools of thought abound?

Zhao Qian waited for Zhao Yan in the palace for an entire afternoon. As soon as he left the palace, he couldn't wait to return to the east of the city, gather his lackeys, and prepare to start his tyrannical, bullying, and harassing nightlife in Handan.

Not long after I came out, I saw Li Ji.

Zhao Qian said smugly, "You must be Li Ji. When I left the palace just now, I saw your grandfather begging and pleading with my father."

Gongsun Li was naturally strong-willed and could not bear this humiliation.

He drew his whip from his waist and coldly shouted, "Don't you dare insult my grandfather!"

Zhao Qian and his group burst into laughter. "Insult? Your grandfather is not worthy of being insulted by this young master?"

"Now you kneel down and kowtow three times to me, or I'll ruin your grandfather's plans and refuse to save your Wei Kingdom!"

Gongsun Li gritted her teeth and said, "You dare!"

Just as Zhao Qian was about to humiliate Gongsun Li again, he heard a familiar voice.

"Oh my, what is Your Highness doing?"

Cao Ze walked over with a smile, ignoring the dozen or so lackeys who surrounded Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian, though outwardly fierce, said weakly, "Mind your own business!"

Cao Ze pulled Li Ji behind him and said, "Trivial matters? What trivial matters? Is Your Highness very free? Have you finished copying the Three Character Classic? Can you recite the Thousand Character Classic? Have you understood logic? Have you read the philosophy of mind?"

Zhao Qian almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

It's incredible that he was able to memorize the Three Character Classic in just two months.

Making him memorize the Thousand Character Classic and study logic and philosophy of mind is practically killing him.

A new lackey whispered in Zhao Qian's ear, "Your Highness, we outnumber him, let's chop him up!"

Zhao Qian kicked the lackey away.

Chop, chop, chop! If he could stomp, he would have chopped it up long ago! Why would he be suffering like this until now!

"Cao Ze, I won't even mention that you stole my Snow Maiden! But you want to steal my woman too! Isn't that going too far!"

Zhao Qian really wanted to unleash all the swear words he had learned from the streets, but he was afraid of getting beaten up, so he could only be a little more "civilized".