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“Good heavens…”

At that moment, Li Ji was truly finding it hard to know whether to laugh or cry. He never expected someone could be so stubborn, stubborn to the point where Li Ji was starting to admire him.

Li Ji had also experienced hunger and knew how terrifying it could be.

Yet, Pang Tong had stubbornly endured for over two days and was still resisting the temptation of food. This was a great test of both his physical and mental strength.

‘This kid was born in the wrong era. If he were in those special times, he definitely would not reveal any information even under severe torture.’

This made Li Ji develop a bit of appreciation for his talent. A slightly scheming idea arose in his mind, and he loudly said to Xu Chu beside him.

“Zhongkang, what do you think? This extraordinary man has been sleeping for more than two days. Could he be sleepwalking?”

“What is sleepwalking?” Xu Chu asked, puzzled.

“Sleepwalking is also known as ‘soul separation syndrome.’ It means that a person is still in a dream state, but their body unconsciously does some inexplicable things,” Li Ji explained loudly.

“Lord Marquis is truly knowledgeable and versatile. I have never heard of such a condition,” Xu Chu replied.

Not to mention Xu Chu, even Pang Tong, who had never read medical books, had never heard of "soul separation syndrome."

However, this gave Pang Tong, who was already starving, an excuse to convince himself.

In the next moment, Pang Tong “suffered” from "soul separation syndrome" on the spot. With his eyes tightly closed, he slowly got up, groped for the bowl, and drank the white porridge in one gulp. Then, he didn't forget to get up and slowly stretch his muscles and bones before lying back down.

Li Ji, who had witnessed the whole process, smiled without saying a word.

On the contrary, Xu Chu widened his eyes and said with an incredulous look, “Lord Marquis, is this ‘soul separation syndrome’?”

“No, this is stubbornness syndrome.”

Li Ji replied softly, then got into the carriage with a smile and went back to the manor.

After Li Ji left again, Pang Tong, who had temporarily filled his stomach with a bowl of hot porridge, suddenly realized that he had been tricked.

It would have been fine if he had insisted on not drinking that bowl of porridge, but once he drank it, when would it ever end?

After lying down for more than two days, Pang Tong had been thinking about life, and he naturally understood that the Marquis of the State was already aware of the truth, so he wanted to wear down his temperament in this way.

However, Pang Tong had always been a person who refused to admit defeat. He felt that since the Marquis of the State had invited him to Wu County, he must have overlooked his slightly lacking appearance and discovered his inner beauty and outward demeanor.

Therefore, Pang Tong bet that the Marquis of the State would definitely not let him starve to death.

But what should he do to resolve the current situation?

Pang Tong closed his eyes tightly and couldn't help but sigh, but if he were to get up dejectedly, Pang Tong would find it difficult to accept.

‘Forget it, I’ll just take a nap first…’

Feeling the warm sensation of fullness in his stomach, Pang Tong felt a little sleepy and simply fell asleep.

Then, for the next few days, Pang Tong stubbornly pretended to be asleep and invariably “sleepwalked” every day to drink a bowl of porridge that was sent over.

In his spare time, Pang Tong learned about the final results of the "Grand Military Exercise" from the unintentional conversations of the surrounding people.

Zhao Yun and Guan Yu won the championships in both archery and mounted combat, respectively.

However, during the competition, many fierce warriors emerged from obscurity. One of them, named Zhou Tai, fought Zhang Fei for hundreds of rounds without a clear winner and was treated with courtesy by Imperial Uncle Liu.

It must be said that Pang Tong's stubbornness was one thing, but after lying down for so many days, Pang Tong gradually got used to this outdoor sleeping life, and he was quite leisurely.

Most importantly, it hadn't rained during this time.

I can handle it!

Don't ask, it's just leisurely and comfortable.

Until Pang Tong constantly endured and tried to estimate the days, after lying down like this for about half a month, suddenly two soldiers came over with a sedan chair and put Pang Tong on it.

Pang Tong was not worried about this. He knew that he had been able to lie at the gate of the Prefecture for half a month without being driven away, and the Marquis of the State must have already instructed them.

On the contrary, Pang Tong felt that his patience must have finally convinced the Marquis of the State, so the Marquis of the State sent someone to invite him over.

Along the way, Pang Tong was placed on the sedan chair, swaying back and forth. Pang Tong estimated that he had been carried at least ten miles away before being put down.

In the next moment, Pang Tong, with his eyes tightly closed, heard the familiar voice of the Marquis of the State.

“Well, the last person has arrived, so let’s begin.”

Immediately, Pang Tong heard Li Ji begin to explain some of the battles during the late Qin period.

And using this as a guide, he allowed a group of scholars to discuss the influencing factors of the battle's direction and the various changes it had on the overall situation of the world.

Soon, as Li Ji took the lead, voices began to rise one after another, telling different insights based on their areas of expertise.

This quickly made the atmosphere lively.

As a result, Pang Tong, who was pretending to be asleep on the sedan chair, felt a little itchy and unbearable, feeling that the Marquis of the State seemed to be teaching.

Immediately, Pang Tong quietly opened a slit in his eyes and looked around at his location.

He saw that in a room-like place, there were twenty or so people sitting scattered around. Some of the older ones seemed to have reached adulthood, and some of the younger ones were even younger than Pang Tong.

Suddenly, Pang Tong's peripheral vision from that slit in his eyes discovered Li Ji in the main seat, and Li Ji also noticed Pang Tong's small movements, revealing a half-smiling expression.

In the next moment, Pang Tong closed his eyes and continued to pretend to sleep.

However, Pang Tong's ears involuntarily perked up, carefully listening to and analyzing the remarks of each different scholar.

At first, Pang Tong didn't think much of it, feeling that the scholars' words might have one or two points of insight, but they were far inferior to his own.

However, as more and more scholars spoke, Pang Tong, while pretending to be asleep, unconsciously frowned.

Some of the views were things that the precocious Pang Tong had never considered before, causing Pang Tong to subconsciously think deeply.

As Pang Tong continued to sort out the novel ideas and felt that some of the speeches were quite commendable, this completely aroused Pang Tong's competitive spirit, causing him to subconsciously organize his thoughts.

Even though Pang Tong still didn't want to open his eyes, he was still aroused by his competitive spirit.

And when Pang Tong summarized his views and felt that the points he wanted to express were far superior to all the scholars just now.

A somewhat immature but steady voice sounded again, and what surprised Pang Tong even more was that what this voice said was about seven points similar to what Pang Tong thought, and the remaining three points… but the other party was even better, pointing directly to the essence.

At this moment, Pang Tong could no longer help but open his eyes, turned his gaze, and stared at the figure sitting in the front row.

Coincidentally, that figure also looked back, meeting Pang Tong's gaze, his eyes clear and deep, his appearance young but already somewhat handsome.

“…The above is Liang’s humble opinion, please correct me, teacher.”

Zhuge Liang moved his gaze again and saluted Li Ji in the main seat.

(End of this chapter)