Chapter 17 Old stuff, I'll pick it up for you

Zi Nu poured wine for Han Fei and Wei Zhuang, "Please."

Then Zi Nu picked up a kettle, poured a cup of honey water and handed it to Gongsun Ce, "I know you don't drink alcohol, this is honey water."

Gongsun Ce finished the drink in one gulp, "Miss Zi Nu is becoming more and more considerate, which makes me feel itchy."

Zi Nu rolled her eyes, "Heh, man."

After Wei Zhuang finished drinking, he threw the glass down. Under Han Fei's distressed gaze, the glass fell to the ground and broke into countless pieces.

Wei Zhuang walked up to Gongsun Ce and said calmly, "Please!"

Gongsun Ce returned the cup to Zi Nu, stepped lightly, and followed Wei Zhuang. He was still in the blood-guzzling state, with the help of his true energy.

Gongsun Ce was faster than Wei Zhuang. Seeing this, Gongsun Ce took the initiative to slow down and keep a distance from Wei Zhuang.

Soon, Ji Wuye's personal soldiers came to the place where Ji Wuye hid the military pay, and waited for these soldiers to load the pay onto the cart.

Wei Zhuang and Gongsun Ce just received justice from heaven, and Wei Zhuang began his opening speech as a strategist, "The people are in trouble, the world is in turmoil. Among all the schools of thought, I am the only one who can strategize."

After Wei Zhuang finished reading, he glanced at Gongsun Ce. Wei Zhuang meant that it was your turn.

Gongsun Ce thought about it and realized that Xunzi had not taught him this. It is estimated that Xunzi did not expect Gongsun Ce to leave without saying goodbye.

Gongsun Ce had not been taught the slogan of Xiaoshengxianzhuang. During his brainstorming session, he could only think of the four sentences of Hengqu.

"Establish a mind for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations."

Wei Zhuang didn't react on the surface, but in his mind he was already thinking about how to come up with an opening poem that would be better than these four lines.

Rather than losing the battle, Wei Zhuang raised the shark tooth in his hand and rushed into the formation formed by Ji Wuye's personal soldiers.

Wei Zhuang holds the shark tooth in his hand and has a burly figure, like a towering mountain.

His swordsmanship was sharp and swift. Every time he swung his sword it was like a flash of lightning cutting through the sky, which was terrifying.

In the military formation, he was like a fish in water. His sword techniques were varied and he could basically kill the enemies with one sword. The enemies fell one after another under his sword.

Gongsun Ce is completely different. His Word Spirit·Yin Liu controls the weapons of Ji Wuye's personal soldiers around him, forming a storm of weapons.

As the cold light flashed, it was as if a meat grinder entered the battlefield, and it was difficult for the people in front of Gongsun Ce to keep their bodies intact.

As time went by, the enemies in front of the two men became fewer and fewer.

In this fierce confrontation, the two men gradually became engrossed, and in the flashing of cold light, the only sound left was the sound of the enemy falling to the ground.

Wei Zhuang said calmly, "Fifty."

Gongsun Ce shrugged and stopped the blood rush, "I'm fifty too."

Wei Zhuang's mouth curved up, "As agreed, I will continue to challenge you. You are a rare opponent."

Gongsun Ce glanced at the sky. It was still dark and he didn't know how long it would take for dawn.

After thinking about it, Gongsun Ce decided to leave first. Before leaving, he glanced at the box containing military pay and clicked his tongue twice.

Ji Wuye took great pains to plan the ghost soldiers to rob the pay and ordered Mo Ya to kill people to silence them.

After the Black Crow was caught, he asked the Red Owl to disguise himself as a Black Crow in the court.

In order to close the case, he also suggested offering sacrifices to ghost soldiers, but it was a perfunctory matter and in the end it was all in vain.

On the way Gongsun Ce returned to Zilanxuan, Lord Chu Nan was still sitting on the bridge.

"Clap."

Chu Nan Gong's left shoe fell off, and Gongsun Ce looked around, but did not see Zhang Liang or anyone else.

Only Gongsun Ce and Duke Chu Nan were left here. Gongsun Ce narrowed his eyes, realizing that things were not simple, so he simply stopped where he was and saw what Duke Chu Nan was going to do.

Seeing that Gongsun Ce did not pick up his shoes for him, Duke Chu Nan was full of question marks. Xunzi did not teach his students well!

However, the Heavenly Book had to be given, and Lord Chu Nan decided to give Gongsun Ce another chance.

"Plop." The shoe on Chu Nangong's right foot also fell to the ground, but Gongsun Ce remained indifferent.

This is one thing Gongsun Ce was sure of: Duke Chu Nan was coming for him.

Lord Chu Nan was somewhat puzzled, "Human nature is evil, you have learned it well. Try again."

"Pap, tap, tap..."

"hiss!"

Gongsun Ce took a deep breath as he looked at his shoes that kept falling.

Gongsun Ce looked Lord Chu Nan up and down, but did not see any package, and there were no pockets on his clothes. How could he throw out more than a dozen pairs of shoes as if nothing had happened?
It has to be said that Gongsun Ce was somewhat curious about the way Duke Chu Nan hid things.

Gongsun Ce walked towards Lord Chu Nan, "Lord Nan, don't lose it. If you lose it again, you really don't need to wear shoes anymore."

The carpet made of Chu Nangong's shoes is rare in the world.

Lord Chu Nan was a little surprised, "Do you know me?"

"I just saw a live one today."

Lord Chu Nan was speechless for a moment, "Have you ever seen Lord Chu Nan dead?"

Gongsun Ce felt that Lord Chu Nan was a little confused. "I have seen the portrait. A long-lived elder is a good omen for some people."

During the Warring States Period, there were already certain pension policies, such as exemption from corvée for those over 60. For those over 65, the government would provide wine and meat...

Some dignitaries would keep portraits of their elderly relatives in the hope that they could live as long as the people in the portraits.

Lord Chu Nan was speechless. He was somewhat addicted to throwing shoes and he spoke without thinking.

"Just to go through the motions, you kid, help me pick up a shoe and I'll show you something good."

"Boom."

Gongsun Ce aimed at a shoe under the bridge and flicked his finger. The Word Spirit·Yin Lei was activated and an air bullet entered the sole of the shoe, followed by a slight explosion.

The shoe landed accurately beside Chu Nangong under the impact of the explosion. Despite the explosion, the shoe was intact.

Lord Chu Nan looked at Gongsun Ce, who was too lazy to do five simple actions: get off the bridge, bend down, pick up the shoes, get on the bridge, and hand the shoes to him, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Not this one, but the other one."

Gongsun Ce felt that the old man sincerely wanted to infect his hands with athlete's foot.

"Boom, boom..."

Gongsun Ce snapped his fingers, and slight explosions were heard.

"Crash..."

The shoes that Chu Nan Gong threw out were neatly stacked on both sides of Chu Nan Gong, corresponding exactly to his left and right feet.

"Why don't you play by the rules? King Wen pulled the chariot 800 steps. Don't you understand?"

Gongsun Ce shrugged, "So you are not Taigong Wang, and I am not King Wen."

Lord Chu Nan stroked his beard, maintaining the demeanor of a hermit, handed the heavenly book to Gongsun Ce, and uttered a prophecy at the same time.

"The policy is clear and the group of dragons has a leader."

After saying that, Lord Chu Nan picked up dozens of pairs of shoes and ran away. After all, carrying a dozen pairs of shoes around the city did not look like a hermit, but more like a mat weaver and shoe seller.

Gongsun Ce tried to open the Heavenly Book, but found that it could not be opened. So Gongsun Ce gave up opening the Heavenly Book and began to think about what Chu Nangong said.

Tongming is Gongsun Ce's courtesy name, and together with the word "policy", it should mean that he will have great power over the world.

As for the group of dragons having a leader, dragon blood, groups of dragons, all have a leader.

It should mean that Gongsun Ce will transform into the Dragon King. Gongsun Ce smiled and shook his head. He originally thought that time travelers should not have such a thing as fate.

(End of this chapter)