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

Yan Fei calmly said, "I am Yan Fei, the Eastern Lord of the Yin Yang School."

Ya Fei's eyes narrowed slightly. The Eastern Lord of the Yin-Yang School?

Coming to Handan at this time, aren't you afraid the leader of the Mohist school will take action?

Because of the death of the old leader Lu Goujian, there are now quite a few Mohists around Handan, and they are almost united in their hatred of the Yin-Yang School.

"I wonder what important matter brings Lord Dongjun to Feixue Pavilion to see me?"

The snow maiden and Duanmu Rong, who were standing by the wooden window, were drawn to this side.

Duanmu Rong frowned slightly. Although she had no conflicts with the Yin-Yang School, she did not have a good impression of them because the old leader had been killed by Donghuang Taiyi.

Yan Fei smiled and said, "It's snowing. Come here and have some hot tea."

Cao Ze noticed that there were many more people around Feixue Pavilion, and they were all experts with internal energy.

It seems that Yanfei is not as confident as she was on the "Lecture Room" program.

Consort Ya clapped her hands and said, "Serve tea."

Yanfei, the Moon Goddess, and the Great Master of Fate and the Lesser Master of Fate sat at the wooden table next to Xue Nu and Duanmu Rong.

Cao Ze, standing next to Ya Fei, briefly recounted what had happened at the Hundred Schools Forum that day.

Ya Fei chuckled and said, "What a fine Dongjun."

"Never mind them, let's go to Xue'er's place."

Cao Ze thought to himself, "What if a bunch of Mohist disciples rush in and start a full-blown brawl with the Yin-Yang School at Feixue Pavilion?"

However, he had to admire Yan Fei's wit.

As Consort Ya's territory, Feixue Pavilion is quite secure, at least within Handan City.

Yan Fei demonstrated her tea-brewing skills with effortless grace, and said to Cao Ze, who was sitting next to Xue Nu, "Mr. Cao Ze, we meet again."

The black and white sisters exchanged a secret glance. They hadn't expected that Cao Ze, instead of going home after leaving the Hundred Schools Forum, would come to Feixue Pavilion.

The reason they didn't take Lord Dongjun back to the Yin Yang School's original guesthouse, but instead went around in circles to Feixue Pavilion, was because that place had already been under surveillance by the Mohists.

This is one of the reasons why they were so terrified before. After all, the Mohist school had such a formidable historical record that compared to King Qi Wei and Lord Shang, they were just two small fry.

Cao Ze said, "Yes, it's really fate. Dongjun was quite the star on the Hundred Schools Forum."

Yan Fei smiled casually, "What's the big deal? I'm afraid some people already think I'm arrogant."

Cao Ze smiled but remained silent.

To slap the face of the Mohists in front of all other schools of thought.

If it were the Mohist leader from a hundred years ago, he would have thoroughly purged all the Yin-Yang School disciples and followers around Handan.

Regardless of whether it's on a lecture series or in the Zhao royal palace, we should act when the time is right.

Unfortunately, while the older generation was quick to act, things became difficult for Lu Goujian, the Six-Fingered Black Knight.

No ruler would allow the Mohists to continue their unbridled behavior; this is what is meant by an unspoken understanding.

After greeting Cao Ze, Yan Fei remained silent.

Apart from the sound of tea boiling, there were no other noises on the table.

On Cao Ze's side, Xue Nu and Duanmu Rong, who had been chatting happily, fell silent.

The light snow outside was falling more rapidly, as if a heavy snowfall was imminent.

Many of the Mohists surrounding Feixue Pavilion were not prepared with raincoats or hats. Snowflakes covered their bodies, occasionally seeping in from their necks, feeling like being pricked by needles.

Cao Ze said, "Your Highness, it's too cold, so let's skip the tea and have some wine instead."

“Very well, Feixue Pavilion has received some newly brewed jade wine, sir, you may have a taste.”

Ya Fei smiled gently and said, "However, this wine cannot be drunk for free. Sir, you need to tell me a story."

Cao Ze sensed that the number of people outside had decreased.

"Sure, I can tell you about the latest Journey to the West in advance."

Ya Fei slowly stood up and teased, "Stop talking about that monkey all the time, tell some stories that girls would like to hear."

Cao Ze smiled and said, "Alright, this time I'll let you hear the story of another stone."

Chapter 127 He Wants to Try Again

Consort Ya personally brought over the jade wine.

We lit a small red clay stove and slowly warmed the wine.

Ya Fei knelt down next to Cao Ze and laughed, "You said you wanted to tell a story about another stone. In Journey to the West, a monkey popped out of a stone. This time, a person won't pop out of the stone, will they?"

The Snow Maiden and Duanmu Rong's beautiful eyes were fixed on Cao Ze. In fact, they really wanted to tell Ya Fei that they still wanted to hear the story of the monkey fighting the monster.

After several months of fermentation, the story of Journey to the West became known to almost everyone in Handan.

It became incredibly popular throughout the entire Zhao region, and even reached the ears of Duanmu Rong, who lived far away in the Jinghu Medical Clinic in the Chu Kingdom.

Of course, it was because Jinghu Medical Clinic frequently treated people from the martial arts world that Duanmu Rong knew about it.

And next door to them is the Yin-Yang School girl group.

Aside from the Moon Goddess Da Siming, who wasn't interested in these Journey to the West stories, Yan Fei and the three Black and White sisters had already quietly perked up their ears.

On the surface, they were having tea, but in reality, they were listening intently.

Cao Ze was slightly taken aback, then laughed and said, "You guessed right. This stone is indeed related to a person. To be precise, it's a stone that has been reincarnated as a spirit."

Ya Fei's curiosity was piqued.

The idea that magical treasures possess spiritual power is not uncommon in the martial arts world.

According to legend, any treasure that is said to be able to communicate with spirits and possess spirituality is extremely powerful.

Legend has it that a hundred years ago, Shen Buhai, a master of Legalism, obtained a rather damaged ancient sword.

Its hilt is carved with the mythical beast Xie Zhi. Those who are recognized by this sword and belong to the Legalist school can distinguish right from wrong, good from evil, loyalty from treachery, and can protect their master from illegal harm.

Therefore, this mythical beast was later revered by the Legalists as their divine beast and received their respect.

However, this sword disappeared after Shen Buhai's reform failed, adding another bizarre legend to the story.

"Speak quickly, I can't wait any longer."

With a smile, Ya Fei poured Cao Ze a cup of warm sake with a few emerald bubbles.

Cao Ze stopped beating around the bush and began to talk about "The Story of the Stone," which later became known as the "Dream of the Red Chamber," a book that supported a large number of scholars of "Dream of the Red Chamber."

Fortunately, he has always had a good memory; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to digest so many Taoist classics from Longhu Mountain, which rarely speak human language.

In addition, his beautiful boss liked Dream of the Red Chamber and often read it with him, so he was quite familiar with it.

Although some flaws need to be corrected, it does not prevent him from lecturing.

"...It turns out that when Nuwa was mending the sky with stones, it was at the Wuji Cliff in the Great Wilderness Mountain..."

Cao Ze began to speak slowly.

Outside, light snow was falling, which gradually turned into heavy snow.

Before he knew it, he was drinking a little wine and talking for more than three hours straight, surrounded by a group of beautiful women.

The story continued until it reached the point where Jia Baoyu experienced his first sexual encounter and Granny Liu visited the Rongguo Mansion.

The heavy snowfall had stopped without anyone noticing.

However, the dark clouds that continued to gather in the gloomy sky indicated that snow would still fall tonight, but this was merely brewing for an even bigger blizzard.

Ya Fei's gaze and expression towards Cao Ze changed almost several times.

"You understand your daughter's thoughts so well?"

Xue Nu and Duanmu Rong couldn't help but nod, agreeing wholeheartedly with what Ya Fei said.

The people not far from them, including Yan Fei, were all at least first-class innate masters.

Although Cao Ze's voice wasn't loud, they still heard it clearly.

The Moon Goddess chuckled softly, "He's quite popular with women. Senior Sister, don't you think so?"

Yan Fei was too lazy to pay attention to Yue Shen. If it weren't for the crowd and the need to maintain the reputation of the Yin Yang School, she would have already slapped her.

As for the Moon Goddess, she already knew that talking was useless; the only way was to beat her into submission and make her obedient before she would stop.

In short, the Moon Goddess is someone who only remembers the good times and never learns the bad ones.

Cao Ze chuckled and said, "It's not that I understand, but that someone else does and has written it down."

Ya Fei asked strangely, "Could it be that your teacher also saw stone carvings at Wuji Cliff in the Great Wilderness Mountain?"

"...Indeed."

Cao Ze was surprised that Ya Fei was so good at guessing and had such a good memory.

He glanced at Yan Fei; it had been more than three hours, and she showed no sign of leaving.

While there were fewer Mohists outside, it seemed that some more experts had arrived.

It's just unknown whether the Six-Fingered Black Knight will make a move.

Hopefully not, otherwise, if they take action near the palace, even if the Mohists are in the right, they will inevitably be suppressed.

Or rather, there is an opportunity to suppress the Mohists, especially this group of chivalrous Mohists from the Chu region; it is almost an unspoken understanding among the various states.

No one could tolerate the Mohists casually entering and leaving the palace with swords and instructing them on how to do things.

The later assassination attempt on the King of Qin by Jing Ke will become the swan song of the Mohist school.

Ya Fei slowly rose and said, "Your Excellency Dongjun, it is getting late. Would you like to stay the night?"

Not a single nobleman entered Feixue Pavilion until evening today, and it's easy to guess why.

She actually enjoyed listening to Cao Ze's storytelling.

However, judging from the intentions of the Yin-Yang School members, they intend to stay at Fei Xue Pavilion indefinitely.

Consort Yan bowed and said, "That's exactly what I was thinking."