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

What do you think of Cao Ze?

Faced with Tian Guang's question, Sheng Qi swallowed the melon pulp and said in a muffled voice, "He's good-looking. I heard from the boys in the hall that women like guys like him."

Wu Kuang covered his face with one hand and said, "Brother Tian Guang, Mr. Cao Ze is indeed very talented, but can Tian Mi alone get Mr. Cao Ze to join the Farmer's Clan?"

Tian Guang took another slice of melon, took a bite, and said, "I don't know. But someone told me that if I want to know if it's possible, I should try it first. At least there's some hope now, it's just a matter of timing."

"When?" Wu Kuang humbly asked.

"It's time for us farmers to help him."

Tian Guang glanced at the Moon Goddess, who was accompanied by a group of elders, and smiled casually.

Cao Ze ascended the platform, and a chorus of cheers slowly rose from below.

"Journey to the West, Journey to the West, Journey to the West..."

Cao Ze froze.

Journey to the West?

What the hell?

He never expected the Journey to the West to have such a terrifying reach; in just over two years, he didn't even know when he had gained so many fans.

Old Zheng hadn't expected this to happen, and immediately shouted, "Quiet!"

The master's lung capacity was truly remarkable; his shout had the force of a thunderous roar.

Cheng Jiao stood beside Cao Ze, somewhat worried, and asked, "Are you alright?"

Cao Ze smiled faintly: "It's nothing."

If it were him who had just transmigrated, he might have panicked a bit and not know what to do, but now, facing this situation, he was completely in control.

Before Old Man Zheng could speak, he took a step forward and took control of the situation.

"Some may wonder why I would send Cheng Jiao here to revise my writings. To be honest, besides testing Cheng Jiao, it also stems from my philosophy of teaching and imparting knowledge."

Cao Ze paused deliberately, keeping everyone in suspense.

Sure enough, someone couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Cao Ze, what is your philosophy?"

Cao Ze looked over and saw it was his die-hard fan, Zihan.

He smiled and said, "Please let me explain in detail."

Cao Ze coughed lightly. It had been a long time since he had memorized anything, so he needed to take it easy and avoid mixing things up.

"In ancient times, every scholar had a teacher. A teacher is one who imparts knowledge, instructs in skills, and resolves doubts. Do you all agree?"

Zihan exclaimed, "Indeed!"

Cao Ze liked Zi Han more and more; who wouldn't like a fan who could be a good straight man?

He continued, "Confucius said: 'When three people walk together, one of them will be my teacher.' Therefore, a disciple is not necessarily inferior to his teacher, nor is a teacher necessarily wiser than his disciple. There is a sequence in learning the Way, and each has their own area of ​​expertise. That's all. Do you all agree?"

"Yes! As Master Xunzi once said, 'The student surpasses the teacher!' You are truly a man of great talent, and I, Zihan, am deeply impressed!"

Zihan was extremely excited.

If he weren't a Confucian disciple, everyone would want to prostrate themselves in reverence.

Perhaps inspired by Zihan, the crowd also became excited, cheering for "Cao Ze".

Once everyone had calmed down, Cao Ze took a deep breath and smiled, "So, I'm not angry that Cheng Jiao came here to point out and revise my writings; on the contrary, I'm proud of him!"

Cheng Jiao was both touched and puzzled. What was going on? He had just come here, and suddenly he was a student?

We agreed to be brothers, and now you want to be my teacher?!

The crowd cheered again, attracting a large number of city guards to the city walls, who mistakenly thought that someone was attacking the city.

Old Zheng's face was ashen, and he muttered to himself, "It's over, it's over..."

Chapter 379 A Man Under My Skirt: The Advantage Lies With Me

At three quarters past noon, when it was very hot, a white cloud drifted across the sky.

The crowd below the stage was very enthusiastic.

Old Zheng looked very, very bad.

If Cao Ze and Cheng Jiao are allowed to end up in glory, Prime Minister Lü will lose at least 50,000 coins.

Even someone as wealthy as Lü Xiang would feel the pinch of losing 50,000 gold coins for no reason, and it could even have repercussions in politics, the military, business, espionage, and many other areas.

It should be noted that even the Qin state, the strongest of the seven states, would never have more than 150,000 gold coins in its national treasury.

Even though he knew that Prime Minister Lü wouldn't blame him for such a heavy loss, he still couldn't get over it.

He was able to break through to the Grandmaster level in his lifetime entirely thanks to Lu Xiang, who swallowed his pride and begged the Yin Yang School for a Grandmaster Pill.

He racked his brains and suddenly remembered Lü Xiang's teachings: when things are not in your favor, first muddy the waters, and then seize the opportunity to act.

With this thought in mind, he sent a telepathic message to the servant disguised as a member of the Luo Wang assassin who was not far away.

The servant quickly led a few people and blended into the crowd below the stage.

"Quiet!"

Old Zheng's roar, tinged with anger, made some of the weaker people in the audience feel dizzy.

Many experts were startled; he truly lived up to his reputation as a grandmaster.

Cao Ze, on the other hand, looked thoughtful.

This old guy must have learned a skill similar to the Lion's Roar.

And if it can affect oneself, then this skill has definitely been mastered to a very high level.

If we become enemies in the future, we need to be more careful.

Cheng Jiao said with displeasure, "Why are you yelling?"

Old Man Zheng suddenly bowed and said, "Lord Chang'an is of noble status. I am truly guilty of disturbing you."

He adopted an extremely humble posture, changing his self-reference from "this old man" to "this decrepit old man."

Cheng Jiao snorted coldly: "Good that you know."

Old Master Zheng straightened up and said to the crowd, "Gentlemen, Lord Chang'an is a prince of noble birth. If he were to become a disciple of Master Cao Ze, it should be a sensation and known to all. Why is it that I and all of you have only found out today?"

Cao Ze frowned slightly; this old rascal was up to his old tricks again.

If he weren't outmatched, he would have definitely punched the Nanshan Nursing Home today.

After being prompted by Old Man Zheng, some people in the audience realized that something was wrong.

Old Master Zheng pressed his advantage, saying, "To put it bluntly, Mr. Cao Ze is currently a commoner with neither status nor family background. How could the noble Lord Chang'an easily become Mr. Cao Ze's disciple, let alone seek his guidance?"

Just as Cheng Jiao was about to retort, he suddenly heard Cao Ze's telepathic message and immediately stopped, quietly watching Old Man Zheng's performance.

A slight commotion arose in the audience.

A slight smile appeared on Old Zheng's face. Fortunately, he had arranged for some men to go and cause a commotion, otherwise it would have been difficult to make a scene.

"Lord Chang'an, I know that you and Mr. Cao Ze have always had a good relationship. How did you suddenly become Mr. Cao Ze's student?"

As soon as Mr. Zheng said this, the scene suddenly fell silent.

It wasn't because Old Man Zheng said that Lord Chang'an was of noble status and shouldn't become Cao Ze's student. After all, no matter how noble Lord Chang'an's status was, could it be as noble as Yao and Shun? No matter how low Cao Ze's status was, he was still a recognized scholar.

It was obvious that all those irrelevant remarks by Old Zheng were a prelude to his final statement.

He practically pointed his finger at Cheng Jiao and Cao Ze and yelled, "You two shameless scoundrels, how dare you gang up on an old man!"

Cheng Jiao was not as flustered as Old Man Zheng had anticipated.

He was never a timid person; he had only lost his composure because of the shout from Old Man Zheng, which contained a mysterious magic technique.

What's more, now that I have the quotes from Brother Cao Ze and Teacher Cao, I'm even less afraid of this old scoundrel.

Cheng Jiao remained calm and composed, pacing leisurely on the stage as if in a courtyard.

"My teacher, Mr. Cao Ze, once said, 'No one is born with knowledge; who can be without doubts? If one has doubts but does not seek a teacher, those doubts will never be resolved.'"

“I believe it to be true, and thus I have come to understand the way of learning from a teacher.”

Although there were people from the net arranged by Old Man Zheng to cause trouble in the audience, there were many more fans of Cao Ze's "Journey to the West".

After Cheng Jiao's words, there was another uproar.

"What is the way of learning from a teacher?"

The cacophony of voices from the audience ultimately coalesced into this one sentence.

Cheng Jiao focused his energy in his dantian and said, “Those born before me have certainly heard the Dao before me, and I follow them as my teachers; those born after me have also heard the Dao before me, and I follow them as my teachers. I learn the Dao from them, so why should I care whether they were born before or after me? Therefore, regardless of rank or age, wherever the Dao exists, there the teacher exists.”

"This is the way of learning from a master that I have come to understand, and this is why I suddenly became Brother Cao's disciple."

The scene fell silent; no one had expected Lord Chang'an to deliver such a performance.

Old Zheng felt a sense of foreboding.

Cao Ze had been watching Old Man Zheng closely, and seeing that he was about to do something mischievous again, he suddenly raised his voice:

"Alas!"

The sudden exclamation startled everyone, including Old Man Zheng, who was plotting something mischievous.

"The tradition of teachers has been lost for a long time! It is difficult to expect people to be without doubts! The ancient sages, who were far superior to ordinary people, still sought out teachers and asked questions; yet the common people of today, who are far inferior to the sages, are ashamed to learn from teachers. Therefore, the wise become wiser and the foolish become more foolish. Is this not the reason why the sages are sages and the fools are fools?"

Cao Ze finished in one go, giving Old Man Zheng no chance to interrupt.

As a die-hard fan of Cao Ze, Zihan from Xiaoshengxianzhuang murmured to herself, "So thought-provoking, so thought-provoking..."

Only those who know the inside story can see that Cao Ze was ostensibly talking about the declining trend of learning from a teacher and the necessity of the teacher-student relationship.

In reality, it was to cheer on Cheng Jiao, to seize his momentum, and to bring Chang'an Jun Cheng Jiao here so that he could revise Cao Ze's essays, make sense of all the unreasonable situations such as his sudden apprenticeship to Cao Ze, and draw an unquestionable conclusion.

Ya Fei, who was in the distance, couldn't help but clap her hands and applaud.

She remarked to Zi Nu, "This kid is as talented as ever."

Zi Nu nodded in deep agreement.