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After listening to Wang Jian's first love story, Luzi couldn't help but sigh deeply. It is often said that one can only truly grow through experiencing hardships, but how can others genuinely understand the painful persistence that one has endured? However, when Luzi heard Wang Jian recount those past events, his eyes reflected unwavering resilience without even a hint of sadness.
Perhaps this is the attitude of those who become stronger when faced with challenges; one day he will prove to everyone through his actions that those trials are merely small clouds. They may block the sun's rays, but it is only temporary. With just a gust of wind, the earth will once again be filled with light! The greatness of life lies in this, yet many people simply do not understand.
"Senior brother..."
Upon hearing Luzi use this term, Wang Jian stood up again and kindly advised, "My lord! Please forgive Scoundrel for his rudeness; there have always been rules that govern our conduct. Here, there are no senior brothers or junior brothers, only the soldiers of Great Qin!"
Luzi nodded in acknowledgment and gestured for him to sit down and speak. "This is merely a form of address between us in private; it is not permitted in public. Do you understand what I mean?" As he spoke, seeing Wang Jian rise once more, he did not stop him again. So he cleared his throat and reminded him:
"What I need to clarify is that I am most annoyed by clichés. A senior brother is a senior brother, and a junior brother remains a junior brother. Since we come from the same school, this rule cannot be changed! The respect for heaven, earth, sovereign, parents, and teachers is an extension of these rules. This is the foundation of us descendants of Huaxia, and it absolutely cannot be altered! If we lose the respect we ought to have, then this world loses its meaning! You and I are soldiers of Great Qin Kingdom; our duty to serve the country with loyalty is our very existence. I will not bend the law for anyone based on who is a senior brother or junior brother, nor will I sacrifice the foundation of Great Qin for personal gain."
Wang Jian had left Qin State for over a decade, and this was his first encounter with Luzi. If he had communicated more with Li Xin beforehand, he could have avoided this lecture. It is well known that if someone wants to change certain established aspects of Luzi, it would be more fulfilling to discuss next year's harvest with King Qin.
If an ordinary person heard Luzi say these words, they would likely agree meekly and find an excuse to slip away. But a warrior is born a warrior; they are straightforward and not narrow-minded. Some matters are like this: once they are addressed openly, they cease to be issues. After seriously reflecting on his own shortcomings, Wang Jian finally sat down casually to respond. He understood that Luzi did not say such things to just anyone; the fact that he could speak so freely indicated that he did not regard him as an outsider.
Sitting down without reservations clearly changed his mood from earlier. Thus, their banter about seniority rekindled the camaraderie he felt before leaving the capital. The long-lost feelings of homesickness and helplessness began to dissipate; although still cautious, he was no longer overly restrained as before. What he did not realize was that this was actually one of Luzi's true intentions.
For Luzi at this moment, sitting across from him was a hero selflessly dedicated to his country. This man was barely in his thirties yet already had gray hair at his temples. Regardless of whether Wang Jian had accomplished his original mission, simply searching for purpose over these years was enough to earn respect from all citizens.
Over a decade! How many such spirited decades does one have in life? A young man who once left home in confusion has now become middle-aged in the blink of an eye. The trials he faced did not vanish with his return; rather, they left deep scars on his forehead.
A drink shared with a confidant feels too few; words exchanged with those who do not resonate feel too many.
As the two inside the tent felt they could no longer be apart, the steaming roasted lamb was brought in. Was drinking prohibited during missions? The answer was, of course, no. Fortunately, their drinking capacity was quite impressive, and sipping on the fermented barley wine from the Northwest had its own unique flavor.
(Qingke Wine is said to be made using advanced brewing techniques left behind by Princess Wencheng when she married into Tubo. This is merely a nod to the cultural heritage of wine. Regardless of the type of wine in the world, it originates from the wisdom of the hardworking people, and the involvement of famous figures is mostly about inheritance and promotion rather than invention.)
The two settled down for drinks and discussed topics related to that legendary family. Although they couldn't speak openly, they understood each other well enough. Luzi wondered if encountering Wang Jian in Chu could prove that this seeker had completed his mission.
Wang Jian did not answer but merely glanced outside the tent. Who was Luzi? He suddenly realized. It seemed clear that outside was a descendant of that legendary family! No, it wasn't just a legend; it truly existed!
Since a major event spanning years had already been completed, it was only right to celebrate with drinks. As they continued to drink, both consumed quite a bit. Luzi wanted to hear how capable Wang Jian truly was, despite Wang Jian's refusal to refer to him as "senior brother." This mischievous intent began to take effect. After a fierce competition, Wang Jian stubbornly refused to call him "senior brother" or "junior brother," only agreeing to call Luzi by his name in the future.
With alcohol in hand, there was no point in arguing further; Luzi had no choice but to let it go. He could joke around with his younger brothers but could never compete with his senior brother. Thus, he reserved his personal opinion on the matter, leaving future titles up for grabs—whatever worked!
Luzi naturally knew about that family equivalent to legends. This family inherited excellent ancient crafting techniques and was said to be capable of anything under heaven and earth. Their metal ornaments could even guarantee not corroding for a thousand years; if thrown into water for several years and then cleaned, they would look as good as new. He wondered if this skill could be applied to Engineer tools.
While soldiers going into battle were important, what mattered most was having weapons that were sharp and not easily broken. The real challenge lay in facing complex and changing geographical environments during military campaigns; thus, meticulous weapon maintenance became crucial. Once rust appeared on metal surfaces, it could quickly spread if not attended to. If logistics fell behind at that point, bloodied soldiers would have no choice but to fight enemies with wooden sticks that wouldn’t rust. Discussions about capabilities under heaven and earth felt too distant; the pressing issue at hand was rust prevention. Achieving this goal alone would be remarkable!
"Senior brother's successful completion of this mission is truly a blessing for us Great Qin soldiers!"
Wang Jian wasn’t sure if it was due to the alcohol or the earlier debate that left his mind a bit muddled; when he heard Luzi call him "senior brother" again, it didn’t feel strange at all. He gestured for Luzi to wait a moment and stepped out of the tent. When he returned, he held two items in his hands. He first handed a sheathed weapon to Luzi and said, "Take a look at this long sword; it's simply miraculous!"
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