"Brother Mang, aren't you being a little too impulsive? The Nong Family is a powerful force in the Qi Kingdom, and Tian Hu is a vengeful person. Aren't you afraid that he will take revenge after you severely injured him?”
On the way back to the Little Saint Manor, Han Fei couldn't help but ask. His identity as the Ninth Young Master wasn't very useful in the Han Kingdom. It was already the limit for him to protect himself, let alone the Kingdom of Qi.
As for protecting Zhao Yu, it was impossible for Han Fei.
"I was planning to leave during this period of time, so it doesn't matter if I offended him or not. Moreover, his sword was about to hit my head just now, and he didn't let me fight back?”
"What? You're leaving?" Han Fei suddenly stopped Zhao Yu and looked at him in surprise.
"That's right, I'm indeed leaving. If I want to survive in this world, I can't stay stagnant. My purpose in coming to the Small Sage Manor has almost been completed. I'll leave after telling Xun Zi.”
Zhao Yu had basically finished reading all the books in the library in the past two months. He had also collected quite a number of martial arts, but he did not have enough points to deduce them.
Coincidentally, a few days ago, when he was descending the mountain, Zhao Yu overheard some people talking about the recent assassination of a dozen officials of the Wei Kingdom. The person who did it was suspected to be someone who was caught in the trap.
When Zhao Yu heard this, he knew that his chance had come. Wasn't this the scene of Wei Yong and Xuan Jian working together?
In order to rope Xuan Jian in, Wei Yong even specially married his granddaughter to Xuan Jian.
And Xuan Jian, this killing embryo, even had this feeling and threw his own sword into the lake.
Zhao Yu knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. There were three ways to obtain deduction points. One was to spend money and buy it with money, the other was to exchange it with good things, and the last was to kill someone.
In this chaotic world, it was not uncommon for someone to die, but killing too many people would naturally attract the attention of others.
This was not in line with Zhao Yu's original intention of keeping a low profile.
If he wanted to kill people reasonably, he would have to join the army. Baiqi had killed 400,000 soldiers of the Zhao army. Including 1 deduction point per person, he would have 400,000 deduction points, which was enough for Zhao Yu to deduce another Eight Wonders Skill.
Now, the Heavenly Book was lying in his system, but he did not have the points to deduce it.
However, with Zhao Yu's current status, wouldn't he be throwing himself into a tiger's den if he joined the army? Just as Lu Buwei was worried that he would not be able to find Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu came knocking on his door.
Killing was not feasible. If Zhao Yu wanted to obtain deduction points, he could only choose the first two options, money and items.
If he wanted to earn money or obtain good things, Zhao Yu had to establish his own power and have capable subordinates.
In Zhao Yu's opinion, Xuan Jian was not bad. He was a more central person and had some points that he could control.
Along the way, Han Fei was silent. After two months of living together, he thought Zhao Yu was very much to his liking.
The people of the Little Saint Manor called Zhao Yu a boor, but Han Fei knew that Zhao Yu might not be proficient in poetry, but he had his own views on the way of governing the country.
Han Fei especially agreed with his idea of unification and the idea of an emperor.
Han Fei was naturally reluctant to let such a confidant leave, but he had no reason to let Zhao Yu stay.
"Let's go. Let's have a good drink today.”
Although Han Fei was a good drinker, he didn't drink easily in the Small Sage Manor. After this incident, Han Fei couldn't care less about anything else.
"How many times do you want to copy the Zhou Li tomorrow?”Zhao Yu laughed out loud. There was only one consequence for Han Fei to drink in the Little Saint Manor, which was to copy books the next day.
"This is nothing. It's just copying books. I can even write. Drinking is more important.”Han Fei waved his hand, not caring at all.
It was not like he had never copied a book before. To put it bluntly, the Rites of Zhou that he copied could go around the Small Sage Manor.
At least half of the income from selling books in the Small Sage Manor was contributed by Han Fei.
Han Fei wasn't afraid, and Zhao Yu, who wasn't a scholar, was naturally not.
At this time, someone from an inn also sent over wine and food. In order to compensate Zhao Yu and Han Fei, Fatty Ding even specially sent two more pots of wine.
"This has a little sweetness, but it doesn't taste as good as ordinary wine. It's not strong enough.”Han Fei smacked his lips and sighed. This plum wine was good, but it was easy to get tired of drinking too much.
"This kind of wine is not bad. What was the wine from an inn before? Not only was it bitter, but it was also yellow. A real good wine should be as clear as a spring on a rock, and at the same time, it had a lingering fragrance.”
Zhao Yu's tone was filled with disdain. Fatty Ding was considered an expert when it came to cooking, but when it came to wine, he was a little lacking.
"Like a spring on a rock? Brother Mang, your requirements are too high. I've seen clear wine before. General Lianpo's Apricot Blossom White and Purple Orchid Pavilion's Orchid Brew are like clear water, but you're asking for too much when it comes to fragrance.”
Perhaps thinking of the good wine in his hometown, Han Fei also sighed. He hadn't visited home for many years, and he wondered if his little sister, who had been pestering him all day, had grown up.
"That's because you haven't seen good wine before. I have a method of brewing wine that not only produces clear wine, but also has a mellow taste. The most important thing is that the ingredients used to brew the wine are only ordinary rice.”
Han Fei's eyes lit up. As a wine lover, he really wanted to try Zhao Yu's so-called ancient wine-making method.
"Brother Mang, why don't you stay in the Little Sage Manor for a few more months? Brew the wine before leaving?"
"What are you thinking? I beat up Tian Hu from the farmer's family. Who knows if he will come looking for trouble in a few days?”
Zhao Yu knew his own limits. Xun Zi had left him in the Small Saint Manor, allowed him to read books, and provided him with good food and drinks. He was already treating him well.
He had a feud with the farmers, so there was no need to involve the small Saint Manor.
Han Fei was just joking. He knew that Zhao Yu wouldn't stay for long after injuring Tian Hu.
"In that case, I wish you a safe journey!”
On the second day, Zhao Yu packed up his luggage and bid farewell to Xun Zi. Xun Zi wanted to keep Zhao Yu for a few more days, but Zhao Yu's departure was meaningless and he did not bother to be pretentious.
However, when he heard that Zhao Yu was going to the Wei Kingdom, Xun Zi stopped Zhao Yu who was about to leave.
"This old man has a junior brother who is currently in the Wei Kingdom. Please help this old man deliver a letter.”
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