Chapter 811: , Zhuangzi said

501 chapters, Zhuangzi said: "This sword is divided into three kinds..."

5o1 chapters, Zhuangzi said: "This sword is divided into three kinds…"

Zhuangzi's speech cannot be opened; once his speech opens, his words are like river water—inexhaustible, never stopping.

Speaking also requires judging the right moment—there are things that should be said and things that should not.

But Zhuangzi only concerns himself with expression, not with his audience.

Who knew the eunuch standing nearby would be anxious to death? Zhuangzi's words just went on and on........

But the eunuch, out of deference to Crown Prince Hui's dignity, dared not act against Zhuangzi, since Zhuangzi was speaking with Crown Prince Hui.

The eunuch could only bear it.

It's clear that being a eunuch is no easy task: before the emperor one must be humble and obsequious; before those nearby one must be careful and tactful, trying to please both sides.

Truly, it's difficult to be a person between superiors and subordinates; being a person is hard; being a eunuch is harder still.

The eunuch in charge of orders told Zhuangzi, "Master Zhuang, just say a couple less sentences; the king is waiting for you to compare swords." Saying that, the eunuch, afraid Zhuangzi would keep dragging on, hauled him away by pulling and tugging.

King Wen of Zhao, who was waiting in the palace for Zhuangzi to come compare swords, had grown impatient: "How can this Zhuangzi be so hard to summon? I've waited a long time—why haven't I seen his shadow yet?"

At that moment, the ministers who took a dislike to Zhuangzi also said: "I think this Zhuangzi kid is doing it on purpose; otherwise, how could such a short distance take him so long?"

While the king and ministers were wildly speculating about Zhuangzi, the order-delivering eunuch had already brought Zhuangzi to the palace.

Zhuangzi bowed to the King of Zhao and said, "Zhuangzi pays his respects to Your Majesty."

Upon seeing Zhuangzi arrive, the King of Zhao suppressed his earlier anger and said, "No need for formalities!"

Thank you, Your Majesty!

Zhuangzi, do you know why I summoned you today?

Need I say? To compare swords with the swordsmen you have selected.

How prepared are you?

Your Majesty, I began preparing for this day twenty years ago. For its arrival, I have practiced sword for twenty years—I have long been ready.

Good! You're ready—let's begin!

Begin!

"Zhuangzi, how do you propose we compare?" the King of Zhao asked.

Zhuangzi said: "There are three kinds of swords in this world! We'll compare whichever kind the king chooses."

"Three kinds of swords? What are they?" King Wen of Zhao asked eagerly.

"There are the Son of Heaven's sword, the feudal lords' sword, and the commoner's sword. Which kind would Your Majesty like to see compared?" Zhuangzi said.

The King of Zhao had never heard of such a classification of swords—"Son of Heaven's sword, feudal lords' sword, commoner's sword".

Fresh and fun!

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