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In the Lu State, the rivers and lakes are tranquil, the people live in peace and contentment, the nation thrives, and the common folk leave no valuables unattended on the streets, with doors left unlocked at night. Is that true of the Jin State?
It is. Gu Na replied affirmatively, then continued, saying that it is said that wine reflects the character of its people. It would be good for a few Brothers to come over and enjoy the plum wine from Jin State; surely those from Dong Jiu would know what kind of country Great Jin is.
If even etiquette is lacking, then such crude behavior is better left untouched, Tian Qi declared firmly.
Oh, his name is Liu Hong. No mistake; I am quite interested in that wine.
A man clad in armor approached Gu Na and directly picked up the jar of wine before him, taking large gulps as he drank deeply. After a few swigs, he set the jar down and closed his eyes, as if savoring the flavor that Gu had just described.
Good wine! Gasping didn’t know how much of what Brother said was true. Although Lu State values the Literary Test and has the most Eastern Scholars, it doesn’t mean that all soldiers from Lu State are refined. If Brother is interested, you could find time to visit the military camp at Old Dry Field; it wouldn’t be too late to make a judgment then.
No need for that. All cities in Great Jin have no soldiers guarding them; Lu State cannot achieve such a thing. Gu Xiao looked at Liu Hong.
Liu Hong exchanged glances with Gu Cuo and noticed that Gu’s eyes truly resembled those of a dead fish as described by that child earlier—completely devoid of emotion. Bu Luo’s words genuinely shocked him; all cities unguarded? What if something were to happen?
Brother must be joking; how can there be cities without military defenses? Wouldn’t it be impossible if someone were to seize a city?
Great Jin has no defenses because they fear it. They have seen Great Jin fight against them but have never witnessed any country successfully countering Great Jin’s moves. Does Lu State possess such confidence?
Gu continued pouring himself more wine, seemingly unfazed by Liu Hong’s feelings, and addressed the other four: Come, let’s drink.
Liu Hong arrived at his seat, occasionally glancing at Gu Na, pondering how powerful the Jin State must be if what Gu had said was true. It was hard to imagine.
"Is it true, Gu Brother? I heard you really want to participate in the Martial Examination next month?" Duan Siyu suddenly asked.
"Oh, I didn't know Gu Brother mentioned it. I didn't expect you to be so well-rounded," Wu Qing praised. Wu Ji, seeing his brother's demeanor, couldn't help but scoff slightly.
"It's just a small matter, nothing to worry about. Who knows what kind of challenges will come up in a few days?" Gu Xian replied confidently, completely unconcerned about being defeated.
Just by looking at Gu Brother, one could tell he had confidence in his heart. They all wished him success and a victorious start. Duan Siyu also offered her best wishes, as if she believed that Gu Yi would surely stand out.
"Let's say, what if he gets eliminated in the first round of the Mingyue Martial Examination? What will we do then?" Zhang Chenyu shot a glance at a few people.
At that moment, Gu Huai's Yoyo caught the scent of wine. Rubbing his eyes, he poked his head out from behind Gu Huai and saw the plum wine on the table. He perked up and jumped out, directly sticking his head into the jar. Wu Ji found it amusing and wanted to join Yoyo in play.
Zhang Chenyu noticed Wu Ji extending his leg towards Yoyo and warned, "Be careful, Yoyo is friendly with everyone."
"It's fine; he's just a child," Gu shook his head.
"Keke, children have their own language," someone chimed in. The two Little Guys were truly able to play together, making Zhang Chenyu envious. She was often not allowed to touch Yi Dong's Yoyo, who was now nestled in Wu Ji's arms, acting cute—a sight that truly charmed the girls around.
"When Mingyue Liquid comes around, he won't be my classmate anymore," Duan Siyu said confidently with a laugh.
"As for me..." Gu Brother shrugged. "Never mind; I believe in him. Let's wait another two years."
He looked at me, perhaps doubting my confidence. "Come on, Lao Gu, we’ll be classmates from now on. No need to worry about that big fool."
Both of us were from prominent families. He thought it wouldn’t just be about entering the Outer Court of the academy. He set his wine bowl down and waved his leg towards Yoyo.
Is there really anything that can be hidden from Bu Luo and Gu Brother? Although both of them came from prestigious families, they were still viewed differently. I don't deny it. Those with talent for cultivation, regardless of their previous status, would immediately be treated differently once they showed potential. They both wanted to cultivate, so they came to the academy to try their luck. Tiandong is vast; it is said that the academy doesn’t judge based on talent but on character, Wu Qing explained.
But what about him? I don’t deny it. He’s an ordinary person. I see Yoyo; that little fox is truly clever. If I don’t deny it, if he really had talent for cultivation, Yoyo wouldn’t be playing with Wu Ji.
Gu Yi's words left Wu Qing speechless. At that moment, he was surprised to see Wu Ji happily playing nearby. In his mind, Wu Ji hadn’t been that happy in a long time.
He truly had talent. When he was five years old, Qing Le Fu had invited a celestial master from the Great Zhou Kingdom's Si Yun Sect to assess him and said he had no talent at all. That’s why the elder allowed Wu Ji to come to the academy—how could this be?
Everyone present fell silent. Qing Le Fu was such a large family; no one would believe any claims of power struggles or favoritism. No matter what, they shouldn’t drag a five-year-old child into this mess. If Wu Ji had started cultivating back then, he might have already reached the Golden Core stage by now and established a foundation. Seven years wasted—Coco had delayed a genius cultivator’s life! Fortunately, he met Gu, which prevented Wu Ji from being buried in obscurity.
He decided to send someone to take Wu Ji there and would definitely write a letter to the old man, asking him to test Wu Ji’s talent.
Wu Qing hadn’t finished speaking when Bei Qin interrupted him. "If I really cared about him, I should let him stay at the academy where I am. He’ll be fine there; if I send him away, I won’t be able to keep an eye on him."
Gu Cuo nodded at Wu Qing’s dazed expression again. Wu Qing didn’t say much more; he picked up the wine jar and drank it all in one go before smashing the jar on the table.
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