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

Cao Ze smiled and said, "My teacher once said that there is a sequence to learning the Way and each profession has its own expertise. He was not an expert in everything, but we can learn from each other's strengths and make up for our weaknesses, and advance together."

Gongsun Long immediately bowed to Cao Ze and said, "Well said, there is a sequence to learning the Way. I have learned a lot!"

Although he humbled himself and listened attentively to Cao Ze's lectures on logic, he remained arrogant, believing that given enough time, he too could grasp the principles of logic.

But upon hearing Cao Ze's teacher's words, he was startled to realize his own arrogance.

There is a sequence to learning the Way, and those who are enlightened can be teachers; how can there be any "what ifs"?

Cao Ze quickly helped Gongsun Long up, saying, "Senior, you mustn't accept this!"

Kong Chuan snorted, "If you ask me, Gongsun Long, you should become my disciple."

Gongsun Long sneered, "Your ancestor once took a child as his master. If anyone should take a master, it should be you who takes a master first."

Kong Chuan was embarrassed. He was already quite old. If they were of the same generation, he would have just bowed to them.

But to worship a young man who is his grandson...

Seeing that Kong Chuan remained silent, Gongsun Long continued, "No wonder you haven't broken through to the Grandmaster level yet, serves you right!"

Cao Ze's eye twitched slightly. No wonder a famous person has such a bad reputation.

Even if Gongsun Long were willing to pay homage, he would still have to run away.

The "Big Mouth Escape Technique" is a top-tier taunt skill; he can't withstand the aggro drawn by Gongsun Long.

Zhao Yan said, "Then let's end the debate here today. Han Cang, return to the palace."

He wasn't actually very interested in the various schools of thought, but in order to win them over, he pretended to be interested, just like his father, King Xiaocheng.

If he had a choice, he would rather be like when he was the crown prince, playing around in the streets of Handan every day. Unfortunately, his health was failing him. He could only stay awake for a few hours each day before needing to sleep to recover.

After everyone dispersed, Gongsun Long took the initiative to invite Cao Ze to Niushou Village the next day to express his gratitude.

Unable to refuse such a kind offer, Cao Ze agreed.

I'll go see Jing Ke. I wonder how his swordsmanship has improved after practicing with Lu Goujian for half a month.

The appointment was for noon.

The next day, Cao Ze stayed in bed for a while before pulling out his beloved Donkey Brother, who was deeply in love with him. He rode Taxue, along with Jingni and her daughter, and Li Wu, to Niushou Village once again.

One is born, the second is cooked.

Cao Ze quickly found his way to Niushou Village.

He originally thought that Jing Ke hadn't gone to Handan to listen to his story of Journey to the West, but was instead practicing swordsmanship with Lu Goujian in Niushou Village.

But when Cao Ze saw Jing Ke swinging his arms and wielding a hoe to till the land in the fields outside the village, he was quite surprised.

Li Wu got off the donkey cart, glanced around, and said with a smile, "What, are you surprised?"

Cao Ze nodded. "A little."

"Idiot, it's September now, time to plant winter wheat!"

Cao Ze suddenly realized that he was used to the Gregorian calendar and felt a little out of place.

When Jing Ke saw Cao Ze approaching, he immediately threw down his hoe.

"Brother Cao Ze, you've finally come to see me! Did you bring any wine?"

Jing Ke's eyes gleamed with a greenish light, full of anticipation.

"Forehead……"

Cao Ze said regretfully, "No. Senior Gongsun Long invited me here."

Jing Ke cried out in pain, glanced around furtively, and said to Cao Ze, "Brother, bring me a few jars next time you come."

"It's become so deserted in this village that even birds are turning out to be there."

“Okay, no problem! I’ll have Brother Donkey pull a cartload for you when the time comes.”

Jing Ke quickly said, "We don't need so many, they're hard to hide..."

"Jing Ke, have you finished plowing the land?"

Lu Goujian walked over with his hands behind his back.

Cao Ze immediately understood Jing Ke's meaning.

"Don't worry, brother, I understand."

Jing Ke chuckled and ran back to the field to continue wielding his hoe.

Cao Ze bowed to Lu Goujian and said, "Junior greets senior."

A smile spread across Lu Goujian's old face as he said, "Come on, everyone's been waiting for you. Let me introduce you to two old friends."

"Your logic is quite good. It's on the same page as our ancestor Mozi's ideas, and it's even more complete than what's recorded in the Mozi Canon. It has given me a lot more insight into mechanical arts."

Cao Ze was not surprised that Lu Goujian would know what he was talking about.

There were quite a few Mohist disciples present, and Lu Goujian was living in seclusion on the outskirts of Handan. It was clear that those disciples had copied and passed it on.

He was just curious about who Lu Goujian and the old friend he introduced were.

Surely it's not some six-fingered black knight, is it?

Chapter 103 All-Nature

Cao Ze and his group followed Lu Goujian into the farmhouse.

As he expected, Gongsun Long brought his granddaughter, Gongsun Linglong.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to bring Jingni and her daughter over.

Little Fatty Gongsun Linglong glanced at Cao Ze, as well as his wife, children, and concubines beside him, and sat listlessly to one side, gazing melancholically at the sky.

Cao Ze had no interest in caring about Fatty's feelings.

His gaze fell on a tall man in the farmyard.

My first impression of him was that he was refined and gentle.

If there is a standard for a virtuous person, it must be their image.

Lu Goujian beckoned to Cao Ze, "Come here, let me introduce you. This is Wuming, the Wuming Sword Saint I mentioned to you before."

"Junior Cao Ze greets the Nameless Sword Saint." Cao Ze took the initiative to bow.

His gaze fell upon the seven or eight-year-old child beside the nameless swordsman.

"And this is...?"

His name is Lu.

The nameless swordsman said with a smile.

Cao Ze thought to himself, "As expected, the bronze box really is on them."

Wuming looked at Cao Ze carefully and sighed, "During my seclusion in Niushou Village these past few days, I learned about you from Master Lu and Master Gongsun. I didn't expect that you would be so young yet already have such a deep understanding of Confucianism. You are truly a master in the making."

"We can talk sometime."

Cao Ze modestly replied, "I am currently lecturing in Handan City. Senior, you are welcome to come and listen if you have time."

Wuming shook his head slightly.

He was targeted by the snare of the sun, and with great difficulty, he led the way to escape from the State of Qi and came to Niushou Village to live in seclusion with Lu Goujian.

He avoids crowded and intrusive places whenever possible.

Lu Goujian waved his hand and said, "Wuming is not available to go out."

Cao Ze paused. Could it be that Wuming is now being hunted down?

"I see. I was being presumptuous."

Wuming said, "It's alright, it's my fault."

In the future, Yan Lu clutched Wuming's clothes and quietly looked around.

Cao Ze asked Lu Goujian, "Senior, didn't you say you had two old friends?"

Lu Goujian chuckled and said, "Let's wait a little longer. He's used to doing whatever he wants. He should come when it's time to eat."

Cao Ze waited patiently.

After chatting with Lu Goujian for a while, having nothing else to do, he pulled Lu aside for a chat.

Based on the vague information revealed by Lu Goujian and Wuming, Lu seems to be a member of the royal family of Qi.

To be precise, it refers to the state of Qi before Tian Daiqi, which belonged to the descendants of the Jiang family.

He is very likely the only descendant of Jiang Taigong of the Jiang family with pure blood.

The royal family of the Jiang clan, who had originally fled and lived in seclusion among the common people, were found by the Luo Net and slaughtered.

As an unknown person with a past connection to the Jiang family, he arrived a step too late and only managed to save Lu, after which he was hunted down by the Luo Wang organization.

As for whether there was a bronze box, it was too sensitive a topic, so Wuming didn't say anything, and Cao Ze didn't ask.

I'm just curious about Wuming's real name and true identity.

"Dinner's ready!"

A fat man, about the same age as Jing Ke, carried dishes out of the kitchen.

Cao Ze was surprised to find that the butcher was also there; no wonder the aroma of the food made him so hungry.

Jing Ke, returning from plowing the fields, shouted, "Fatty Ding, give me more rice! I'm starving!"

"Serve it yourself, oh my, I'm so busy!"

The butcher plopped down and fanned himself. He had originally come to visit the old master, but ended up being kept here to cook for Xiao Ke, a good-for-nothing who knew nothing about cooking.

All he wants now is for Six-Fingers Boss to come quickly and take him away.

In the courtyard of a farmhouse, twelve dishes were laid out on the table.

Kung Pao Chicken, Sweet and Sour Carp, Braised Pork Knuckle, Stir-fried Pork Kidney, Nourishing Chicken Soup...

The taste goes without saying, and the presentation is absolutely superb. Clearly, Fatty Ding has quite an artistic flair.