After Gao Jianli left, Jing Ke also ran away with his head down.

There is no destination, no internal force, and the simple physical movement vents the chaos in his heart.

As he said, deep down, I actually did not achieve equal love in the Mohist principles.

Also, Yan Dan has now become the king. Among the leaders, such as Xia Fu and Qin Wuyang, they are all from Yan. Although they are usually called brothers, they have already developed a gap in their identities.

In the Mohist theory, no one has achieved the desire for all living beings who transcend blood and have a unique identity.

No wonder the Mo family’s mind method has never been heard that besides the ancestor Mozi, who can cultivate to the realm of love. It’s so unbearable for us descendants!

"Um~ Huh~" The violent fluctuations in his mind made Jing Ke feel deeply tired. He knocked down by the damaged city wall and kept gasping.

Coincidentally, Gao Jianli's figure appeared not far away.

A caravan was slowly entering the city, and the leader was dealing with the garrison officers.

After the businessman finished the order, he urged the team to leave quickly, and saw Gao Jianli waiting in front of him.

"It's you again, take it. I think you are a ranger, and buying a book at ten times the price is really weird..."

Gao Jianli and the merchant skillfully handed over the money and delivered the goods in the other hand.

"Thank you. Uh, can you ask if there is any musical aspect?"

The merchant weighed the money and waved his hand, "You are almost the same. Lu Yan, that's because he is famous. He can still buy his books in Sanghai. Music? I don't have time to find them for you. Let's go~"

"I'm leaving Yan State, so I don't have to bother the shopkeeper next time." Gao Jianli consciously retreated a little, let the caravan's vehicle pass by, holding the books in one hand, and turning around and taking steps.

But Jing Ke suddenly appeared beside him, "It seems that this is not the first time you have asked the shopkeeper to bring you something from Qi State."

Gao Jianli didn't think that the two of them had just met not long ago, but it was a coincidence that they ran into each other again. He asked coldly: "Are you following me?"

"How is that possible?!" Jing Ke decisively denied.

"snort."

Gao Jianli took action.

"Hey! You guy--" Jing Ke was in a panic and got into a ball with him.

With the intertwined fists and feet, Gao Jianli was no match for Jing Ke. He was knocked away in the package of books, and the books were scattered all over the ground.

Jing Ke himself had no malice. He knew that he had knocked over the other party’s important things, so he stopped. He glanced at the books and asked, “Hey, why are they all Lu Yan’s books?”

Gao Jianli squatted down, picked up the book, and said without looking back: "Because I can't buy someone else's."

Jing Ke was stunned by this.

"Lu Yan could easily make money with papermaking and printing, but he chose to share his knowledge with the world. He was the only one who did this."

"As a Yan native, do you actually admire Lu Yan? Don't forget that in recent years, there was no plan by Lu Yan, the Qin national teacher! He helped the evil and killed many people!"

Gao Jianli stood up, dusted the dust wrapped around him, looked at him and said, "I know."

Jing Ke couldn't believe it, "You know? Even so, you still-"

"Will there be no war without him helping the evil and betrayal? Without him helping the evil and betrayal, would the people of Yan have enough food?"

"this……"

"I heard from the merchants in Qi that selling books can't make money."

"Ah?" Jing Ke didn't quite understand the guy's jumping, but he still asked, "Why is this?"

"Because the people can't even have enough food to eat, they have no ability to hope to study. But the Qin State is different, and even civilians can study for exams and become officials."

"That's hearsay..."

"Have you been to Qin?"

"No."

"Neither I."

I must take it personally to know this. I should go and see how people survived in Qin, the most powerful country.

Gao Jianli is about to leave.

Jing Ke stopped him, "You said just now that you were leaving Yan State, may you go to Qin State?"

"It's not your business."

"You are so cold. If you don't fight, you won't know each other. We are friends."

"Not count."

"Oh~ I'm really..."

The colder Gao Jianli was, the more Jing Ke wanted to make friends with him. Moreover, what the other party said left a deep impression on him.

So he chased after him and said, "You said you were going to Qin State, but I guess you were not rich enough. Could it be that you were going to play the piano for those nobles?"

Gao Jianli was entangled and stopped helplessly, "Do you know me?"

Jing Ke rubbed his nose and smiled, "Brother, I'm not blind. A man named Gao Jianli is carrying a piano on his back. With your knowledge and conversation, you are the famous musician.

I think you are most likely not willing to play the piano for the nobles. Why not play it for me and I will pay you money, how about it?"

Nowadays, actors and musicians, to put it bluntly, they rely on the patronage of the nobles to make a living. As a wandering lyricist, Gao Jianli naturally could not avoid selling music to those people, no matter how disliked the nobles.

He immediately agreed, "Get the deal."

"happy!"

Jing Ke was overjoyed and was about to invite him to have a drink together, but Gao Jianli immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and placed the piano on his back on his thighs.

"Hey, you want to play here. It's too..."

“It’s just right here.”

The whistle and sad wind passes, and the faint cold waves arise.

Jing Ke seemed to see himself in Gao Jianli's piano music.

He has a simple concept of justice and hopes that the world will be peaceful and the people will live in peace. But the road he has been walking for so many years can only be to watch his peers die one by one. While the war is still the same, the people are still in dire straits.

The three-foot sword in your hand has nowhere to save the people.

Is the path chosen by the Mohist school really wrong?

As a Yan native, Gao Jianli grew up on this land, but he also resented himself that he had no way to serve the country. He was just a wandering zither, neither a military clerk nor a military clerk.

The love and pain that I experienced in my motherland in the first twenty years all tell the story of a passerby who met by chance in this music.

It seems very lucky that this passerby can really feel the grief placed in the piano music.

"I have made a lot of money on such a piano piece." Jing Ke murmured, drew out his sword and danced in the air.

Gao Jianli devoted himself to it, and the sound of the piano and sword intent of the two gathered together, forming a white rainbow gradually emerged.

After the song was played, Gao Jianli played the piano and gasped slightly, and Jing Ke threw a sword flower and returned to the sheath.

"Hey, this is what I would like to reward you with my brother. When you become a famous music master like Kuang Xiu in the world, remember to return it to me."

Jing Ke threw all the money on him.

Gao Jianli took the bag with one hand and tied it around his waist.

"I heard that Master Kuang Xiu is flowing mountains and rivers, and it is hard to find a soulmate. I am lucky than him." He stood up, turned around and left with a piano on his back.

"Tsk, a big man, you're so unfaithful." Jing Ke muttered and shouted at his back, "Hey, your hobby is playing the piano, and my hobby is drinking. Next time you meet, you have to drink with me."

Gao Jianli waved his hand, not knowing whether he agreed or not.
Chapter completed!