The King of the Warring States Era - C62

Chen Ling did not expect this handsome young master to continue chasing after him, and even wanted to engage in a discussion with him. He frowned: “This, this humble one really has matters to attend to, it’s inconvenient for me to drink and discuss politics.

The yellow-robed scholar did not expect that Chen Ling would directly reject him, if he had directly missed out on him, he would feel that it would be a pity, so he shamelessly said: “I don’t know where Young Noble is going, why not accompany Young Noble for a walk, we can only talk for a little, and it will not take up too much of Young Noble’s time.”

Seeing Chen Ling’s gaze sweeping over him, the yellow-robed scholar felt a little embarrassed. Worried that he might reveal an opening, he pretended to be calm and extended his hand out as an invitation, saying: “Young Noble, please!”

Chen Ling replied, “He can be considered to be a citizen of Wei Kingdom. He is currently a guest in a marquis’ residence.”

The yellow-robed scholar continued, “Has Young Master ever written any chapter or book? A poetic speech? ”

Chen Ling smiled and shook his head: “I am a warrior, why would I write the anthology selections? Where do you come from? ”

The yellow-robed scholar saw that Chen Ling was being secretive, and could not help but be slightly disappointed, and replied: “Qi Nation, we just arrived yesterday, Young Noble has heard of the Pantheon Monastery, where there are many famous sages, great sages, and hundreds of thousands of scholars. Young Noble’s words just now, if it were to be said over there, it would obviously cause a huge commotion, and would lead to a new round of reflection and war of words.”

Hearing his later words, he mocked himself, “How would I dare to be rash in front of the Saints? We, the foreign delegates, are but a drop in the ocean, and will not leave anything behind, unlike those who have great wisdom and can spread the word of the world forever. We will live for a thousand years and affect all Chinese.”

Seeing that he had finally spoken so much and had such a high evaluation of the scholar, the yellow-robed scholar was overjoyed. He took the opportunity to probe further, “May I know the noble name of this young master?”

Chen Ling frowned, he was not willing to reveal his real name, and said: “I am Ling Chen!”

The yellow-robed scholar cupped his fists and said respectfully, “So it’s Young Noble Ling, I … Luo Yu! ”

“Brother Luo!”

“I don’t dare, Young Noble Ling, just call me Lodi.”

The two walked in front side by side, with Teng Hu and the other four lackeys following behind. The attendant was also among them, and since he was similar in age to Jing Yan, he was about the same in height.

“Young master Ling seems to have grasped all the meridians of the world. Can it be that when the great tide of competition arrives, there will really be a nation that will devour all of the kingdoms under the heavens within a hundred years? How can you be so sure? ”

This was what Young Master Luo was most interested in, because when he was at Qi Nation, he heard that Zou Yan from the Yin Yang family had mysteriously calculated the trajectory of history, and predicted that within a hundred years, Qin would be able to unite the world? She was curious about why Lord Ling would say such a thing.

Chen Ling did not know how to answer because he did not know how to explain it. He only said: “This is the rule of history, the extremes will always be the opposite. Otherwise, when everything comes to an extreme, it will develop in the opposite direction.

When Scholar Luo heard Chen Ling’s words, she fell into deep thought and mulled over it nonstop. It was as if he also had a philosophical point of view, especially the phrase “as long as there is a difference, as long as there is a difference”.

Just as he was deep in thought, he suddenly heard Chen Ling say from the side, “The great river flows to the east, and the tides have run dry. Rocks flew in the sky, waves crashed against the shore, lifting up a thousand piles of snow; the mountains were like a painting, how many heroes were there in a short time? ”

Luo Yu’s eyes lit up, and clapped: “What an impressive poem, but with this saying, there are only a few in this world who can compare to Brother Ling!”

Chen Ling was moved by his words, he immediately recovered and shook his head: “This is nothing, if there is a chance in the future, we can talk more about it. The west gate is already in sight, we can separate from Lodi now.”

“Oh.” Luo Yu seemed extremely unwilling, but was helpless as she cupped her hands and said, “Will Brother Chen still be going to Clear Stream Jade Workshop tomorrow?”

“Not necessarily. I still don’t know how long I can stay in Daliang City. See you later.” Chen Ling cupped her hands together and took her leave.

“I wonder which duke’s house Brother Ling is a guest at?” If you have free time, how about I visit you, Brother Ling? ” Luo Yu was extremely polite, and was reluctant.

Seeing that he had eyes like the morning stars, lips like that of a hot star, and a divine aura like that of jade, Chen Ling could not bear to refuse him, and sighed: “Wei Gongzi Residence!” After saying that, he laughed calmly and turned to leave. Teng Hu, Shen Zheng and Jing Yan followed him out of the city.

Scholar Luo looked at Chen Ling’s figure and muttered to herself: “Wei Gongzi Residence! Ling Chen … Ling Chen … Chen Ling? ” She suddenly thought of the Young Master Wei, whose name had spread far and wide recently. Similar to Qi Nation, Zhao Nation, and thousands of trained people, she even went to the city and picked up the famous first soldier, Academy Officer, and Qin Nation, Gan Mao. Could he actually be Chen Ling?

For a moment, a lotus-like smile appeared on Scholar Luo’s face. He was graceful, elegant, and beautiful, with a face as pink as a powder. The beauty of his face would definitely be unparalleled in the world.