After dealing with the horse bandits, the Zhao diplomatic mission moved forward again. This time, the soldiers were not as anxious as before. After that, they did not meet with any more trouble and arrived at Daliang smoothly. They were welcomed by Prince Xinling, one of the four princes of the Warring States Period.
Ji Yanran and Fangzheng had planned to leave, but along the way, the Third Princess of Zhao had developed feelings for Ji Yanran. Now that they were in Daliang, she was even more anxious and hoped that Ji Yanran could stay to accompany her. Ji Yanran could not bear to leave the Third Princess behind, so she agreed. Fangzheng had nothing to do, so he accepted Prince Xinling's invitation to attend the banquet.
Normally, a banquet should be held for the marriage of the princess of a country. But the reality was that not only did King Anli, the husband in name, not show up with the excuse that he was not feeling well, even half of the ministers of Wei did not show up. In the end, Prince Xinling had no choice but to invite them together with Ji Yanran to give them face and organize a banquet.
Otherwise, Prince Xinling would have no place to hide his face.
Although the atmosphere at the banquet was warm, the Third Princess did not look happy. When Fangzheng looked over, he could see a flash of sadness and uneasiness in her eyes. Just from this banquet, it could be seen that this princess would not have a good ending in Wei in the future.
"This is the tragedy of being born into a royal family."
Sensing Fangzheng's gaze, Yanran sighed softly.
"I wonder what will happen to the Third Princess in the future …"
"What happens in the future depends on their own choices. Besides, I don't think there is anything sad about it."
Fangzheng shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of wine.
"As the saying goes, there are gains and losses. The Third Princess was born into a royal family and lived a luxurious life. Wasn't it prepared for this? If the Third Princess was born into a common family, with her beauty, she would have either been sold as a prostitute by her family, or she would have been taken in as a private wife by a rich family. Compared to their lives, the Third Princess is already considered quite good. "
"Yanran cannot agree with these words."
Hearing this, Ji Yanran could not help but frown.
"It's true that the aristocratic families have no choice, but they don't even have the right to be pitied. Isn't that too sad?"
"The world is never fair. If you want to be happy, you have to work hard."
Fangzheng raised his glass and squinted at the fine wine in it.
"It's the same for commoners, nobles, princesses, and noble ladies. If he wanted to change, he had to muster the courage. Otherwise, he could only accept it obediently. You can't possibly take all the good things in this world for yourself. That's not logical, is it? "
Hearing Fangzheng's words, Ji Yanran shook her head helplessly. However, before she could say anything, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Young Master Fang's words are incorrect!"
"Hmm?"
Fangzheng turned his head and realized that a stocky man with a ferocious expression was sitting not far from him. He was glaring at him fiercely. Ji Yanran also frowned and looked at the man.
"This is …"
Hearing Ji Yanran's question, the man hurriedly puffed out his chest like a rooster and answered loudly.
"I am Xiao Weimou from the State of Qi, I wonder if Miss has heard of me?"
"So it's the Mr Wei who advocates to learn from beasts …"
Hearing Xiao Weimou's name, Ji Yanran also revealed a look of realization.
"But may I ask, if humans are no different from beasts, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"
"Hahaha."
Hearing Ji Yanran's question, Xiao Weimou laughed.
"Miss has been living in the city for a long time, so of course you wouldn't understand the world of beasts. I use nature as my teacher and have observed the lives of birds. Only then did I know that only by following one's nature can one not go against the laws of nature. If one tries to suppress it, it will only cause more harm than good, and cause one to become a hypocrite who is hypocritical. "
Hearing Xiao Weimou's reply, Ji Yanran's eyes lit up. However, Fangzheng was reminded of a famous joke before his rebirth and could not help but burst out laughing. Hearing Fangzheng's laughter, Xiao Weimou looked at him unhappily and asked.
"Young Master Fang, why are you laughing? Could it be that you have an opinion on my views? "
"Sorry, no opinion, no opinion. It's just that hearing you say that reminded me of an interesting story."
"Story?"
Now that she heard Fangzheng's story, Ji Yanran's interest immediately returned.
"What interesting story does Young Master Fang have, why not share it with everyone?"
"Alright, it's not a joke that would make it onto the stage, but since Grand Master Ji has asked …."
Hearing Ji Yanran's question, Fangzheng thought for a while before opening his mouth to speak.
"The story goes that one day, there was a storm, and a scholar and a woman were hiding from the rain in a temple. The woman was young and beautiful, while the scholar was young and handsome. Both of them fell in love at first sight, so the woman invited the scholar to have fun. Facing the woman's invitation, the scholar rejected her flatly, saying that he did not know her at all, and if they were to have fun just like that, wouldn't he be behaving like a beast? And after the woman heard the scholar's words, she giggled and asked in return — — So do you want to be a beast, or worse than a beast? "
After hearing Fangzheng's joke, the crowd was taken aback for a moment before they suddenly reacted. Immediately, they roared with laughter.
"Hahahaha, I'm afraid no man in the world can answer this question!"
Even Prince Xinling was laughing so hard that he could not stand up straight, and everyone else was laughing so hard that they almost choked. Although this era was open-minded, but such a joke was unheard of. After hearing Fangzheng's story, everyone thought about it carefully and felt that ….. this choice was wrong no matter what!
Either beasts, or worse than beasts …..
Even Ji Yanran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she couldn't say anything. After all, she was the one who asked, and Fangzheng had also said that it wasn't something that could be considered elegant … But Ji Yanran didn't expect him to tell such a scoundrel story.
Only Xiao Weimou's expression was ugly as he stared fixedly at Fangzheng. He had originally wanted to make use of his words to gain the attention of the beauty, but he did not expect Fangzheng to make use of his words to attract everyone's attention. Even the famous Talented Lady Ji was interested in him. This made Xiao Weimou's heart burn with anger, and taking the opportunity when everyone stopped, he immediately stood up and walked in front of Fangzheng.
"I have long heard of Young Master Fang's name, Young Master Fang has traveled around the world to eliminate bandits, I'm sure your swordsmanship is not bad. I'm untalented and would like to seek Young Master Fang's guidance."
Hearing this, everyone stopped talking, and all revealed an expression as if they were waiting to watch a good show. Almost everyone present was smart, and naturally they could tell that Xiao Weimou wanted to challenge Fangzheng. At this moment, someone should have stepped out to speak, but Fangzheng was not on any side, strictly speaking, Fangzheng was even on Ji Yanran's side. Now that Great Liang knows that Fangzheng and this Talented Lady went on a sightseeing trip, he naturally hated him to the core, so of course he would not speak up for him.
As for Xiang Shaolong and the rest, they wanted to speak up, but this was a banquet hosted by Prince Xinling and Ji Yanran, and as guests, it was not appropriate for them to say much.
Hearing this, Ji Yanran wanted to say something, but at this moment, Fangzheng had already stood up.
"No problem."
"Young Master Fang?"
Faced with Fangzheng's reply, Ji Yanran was a little surprised, even though she knew that Fangzheng's Assassination Technique of Sound was unparalleled and almost invincible. But this was a duel of swords, and Ji Yanran had never seen Fangzheng holding a sword. And in this era, although martial arts also competed on techniques, strength was still the core. That Xiao Weimou looked rough and burly, full of murderous intent, and one look and you could tell that he was a swordsman not to be trifled with. And in comparison, Fangzheng looked like a weak scholar, at least he did not look like the kind of person who would go on the battlefield to kill.
"Grand Master Ji, do you mind if I borrow a sword?"
"Of course."
Faced with Fangzheng's question, Ji Yanran nodded, and quickly took out a sword.
"This is Yanran's sword, I'll give it to you now, Young Master Fang."
"Such a precious sword … Mm, I'll be a gentleman not to snatch what others love."
Fangzheng pulled out the sword from its sheath, took a closer look, and then sheathed it.
"How can this be …"
"Hahaha, Grand Master Ji, don't worry, if I keep your sword, I'm afraid there will be people who will be unhappy."
After saying this, Fangzheng walked out of his seat, and at this moment, the others had already returned to their seats, leaving some space for Fangzheng and Xiao Weimou. And when Xiao Weimou saw that Ji Yanran had actually gifted her sword to Fangzheng, and Fangzheng actually did not want it, he was even more furious. At this moment, he was also staring at him coldly.
"Swords have no eyes, Young Master Fang, please be careful."
"Oh."
However, faced with Xiao Weimou's words, Fangzheng just stood there with his hands behind his back, looking at him.
"That will depend on whether you have the guts to draw your sword in front of me."
Once Fangzheng said this, everyone was shocked. Xiao Weimou was considered a famous swordsman in the country of Qi, and now he was actually humiliated by Fangzheng in front of so many people, it was really surprising. And Xiao Weimou's face turned green, and he snorted coldly.
"Then, let me have a taste of Young Master Fang's skills!"
After saying this, Xiao Weimou turned his body sideways, then stretched out his hand to grab the hilt of his sword, wanting to draw it …!
However, the moment he drew his sword, his movements suddenly stopped.
"… … …"
Fangzheng just stood there, staring at him calmly, not moving an inch. But Xiao Weimou felt an extremely terrifying, almost terrifying pressure pressing down on him, to the point that he could not even breathe. That invisible pressure was like a terrifying prehistoric beast opening its bloody mouth, wanting to swallow him in one gulp.
Xiao Weimou even had an illusion that if he were to draw his sword even an inch, he would immediately be bitten to the point that not even a whole corpse would remain.
For a moment, he was completely rooted to the spot.
"… …?"
At this moment, the others also noticed that something was wrong with the situation. They looked in shock at Xiao Weimou, who had assumed a posture, not knowing what to say. In their eyes, Xiao Weimou was like a sheep that had met a tiger, curling up his body, sweating profusely, and even trembling slightly.
And in front of him, Fangzheng just had his hands behind his back, casually holding Ji Yanran's sword, looking at him silently, as if a king that had the world in his hands was looking at an insignificant person.
"Humph — —!!"
Xiao Weimou also noticed the surprised looks from the others, and at this moment, anger rose in his heart. With a low grunt, he wanted to draw his sword. However, at this moment, he felt Fangzheng's gaze landing on him. At this moment, what Xiao Weimou felt was not only the oncoming gale, but also the collapse of a mountain. He tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart, but his body did not listen to him at all.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xiao Weimou knelt on the ground with a thud, then directly fell forward, completely losing consciousness.
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