Daqin Fusu: It is difficult to start the battle

Chapter 306 A legalist scholar among us!
"I'm waiting to meet your Majesty!"

In the side hall, when he saw Fusu walking in, Young Master Dagon hurriedly stood up, and led a group of Qin Mo to bow and salute.

Fusu walked forward with strides, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but he was quite shocked in his heart.

Fuck, he is a Mohist, and he is also a Mohist...

Niang Xipi, fortunately the 'cabinet' was reorganized in advance, otherwise, before the imperial meeting, the topic discussed by these ministers must be that a Legalist scholar has emerged among us!
After a while, when everyone was seated, Fusu took out a simple and exquisite wooden plaque from the embroidered bag, and played with it in his palm.

Well, this is the Mohist Juzi order that he had someone imitate.

To be precise, the one in Zhang Liang's hand is now invalid, and the one in his hand is the real one!
My life is really miserable, how could I have such an emperor... Young Master Dun put his hand on his forehead, unable to look directly at the eyes of many Mohists.

Fusu looked around, and said in a gentle tone: "Tell me, what do you think about me being a Mohist tycoon?"

He paused on the word '望', emphasized his tone, and then asked again: "Anyone who disagrees raises his hand, let me have a look!"

The Mohists below were speechless for a while, those officials were alright, while the Mohist of the clan or the public clan stared angrily at Prince Gon, they knew that if they dared to raise their hands to express their disapproval, their titles would be lost before they walked out of the palace gate !

In the past, Fusu had dealt with all the sons and daughters of the clan who bad-mouthed the plantation in Nanhai County to the end, and sent them to Shang County to herd sheep.

The reasons for punishment are also strange and unconstrained.

Some were accused of dishonesty because their kneeling posture was not graceful during the sacrifice; some had oily hands after sharing the meat, deliberately offending the ancestors...

So at this moment they looked at each other, and no one was the first bird.

At this time, a small official in the corner slowly raised his hand, with a tragic expression of "thousands of people, I will go".

"The minister objected, Mohists must think silently, speak to teach, and move to act, and then get rid of joy, anger, joy, sadness, and love, and use benevolence and righteousness."

"Your Majesty is the king of a country, and he manages every day! All the people in the world depend on His Majesty, how can we do righteousness?"

Fu Su smiled without saying a word, while Young Master Dagon resisted his gaze, and said loudly, "This statement is absurd!"

"In my opinion, there is no other person in the world who is as suitable as Your Majesty to be Qin Mo, no, he is the son of Mohists in the world!"

He came out and repeated what Fusu said that day about 'Shang Tong' and 'Jian Ai'.

After seeing a young bird, many Mohists also jumped out, arguing with Young Master Dagon.

The key point is to use the Mohist's idea of ​​"frugal use" to refute the consumerist trap that Fusu has been weaving all along.

Get rid of useless expenses, the way of the sage king, the great benefit of the world!
Well, human eyes grow in front of the body, and they are indeed used to see other people's faults... Fusu stared at those guys covered in silk, and decided to let them go fishing in Nanhai County in a few days!
Well, this is by no means retaliation, but to let them implement the way of 'frugal use' handed down by the patriarch of the school!
After all, Mozi said at the time that the function of clothes is to keep out the cold in winter and to prevent heatstroke in summer, so there is no need to have so many laces and patterns.

Thinking about it, when they went fishing, they probably wouldn't be wearing silk and satin, or wearing priceless jade pendants!
Thinking of this, Fusu sighed slightly. Mr. Yu Qiuyu in later generations once wrote in the article "Black Light": China once had a black philosophy.

Well, this theory that he values ​​so much is the famous Mohist school.

But in Fusu's view, the disappearance of the Mo family was completely done by himself.

Under the leadership of Mozi himself, the Mohist school used a set of ideological systems to organize the loose schools into a highly concentrated team that is like a finger.

And Mozi himself is the unshakable core of this team, possessing the unshakable authority.

However, the advantage of such a construction method is that it can ensure the strong execution and unity of the team; but the disadvantage is that it relies too much on autocracy and Mozi's personal charm, and it is difficult to maintain without excellent leaders.

So after the death of Mozi, the Mohists instantly split into three factions, attacking each other as 'heresy', which was a devastating blow to the team's prestige and executive power for the Mohist school, which was highly dependent on autocracy and groups .

In the folk, although the Mohists admit the existence of "gods and ghosts", they deny the traditional sacrificial rituals and require everything to be kept simple.

The ideology of "non-pleasure", "frugal use" and "festival burial" almost completely negates the individual's reasonable desire for pleasure and even normal life needs, and pulls the material and cultural needs of the entire society to the minimum standard.

This is the limitation of Mozi's background as a craftsman, that is, the "urban bourgeoisie".

So after the emergence of the Mohist school divided into three equal parts, the propositions of each school are also like "Jianai", "Feigong", "Shangtong", "Shangxian", etc. No one holds these harsh requirements anymore To restrain myself, and the gold master's father...

After a while, seeing that they were still arguing, Fusu took out a prism from his sleeve, asked someone to open the window, slowly adjusted the angle, and a rainbow appeared on the ground.

"what?"

A eloquent Mohist accidentally saw this scene, opened his eyes wide, and walked slowly towards the rainbow, leaving aside his opponent's debate partner.

"what?"

More Mohists noticed this, and unconsciously approached slowly.

Although there are eight optics in the "Mojing", such as small hole imaging, the use of a prism to produce seven-color light is definitely beyond the imagination of this group of Mohists.

After all, things like glass have only been around for less than a year, and using ice cubes to make prisms is just a way of reversing the cause.

I'm sorry, Lord Niu, I will leave a will to make you the Marquess of Britannia in the later generations of Qin... After Fusu swore in his heart that 'the people of the Great Qin will not lie to the people of the Great Qin', he enjoyed the surroundings with peace of mind. amazed.

"Your Majesty... dare to ask Juzi, could it be that this is a magical technique?" Young Master Dagon pushed away a group of Mohists, and bowed his hands.

Sensible... Fusu said with a smile: "Sunlight is a complex color light composed of various monochromatic lights..."

He thought for a while, and felt that a few words could not make this group of BC people understand what light was, so he beckoned and someone brought up a stack of bound books.

"Gewu, the high-end version..." a Mohist murmured.

"Fusu's first law...Fusu's second law...Fusu's third law..."

More Mohists were fascinated by it, and their eyes were full of surprise and admiration when they occasionally looked at Fusu.

"I plan to open the Daqin Higher Vocational Training College in Xianyang City after autumn. I am the principal. Is there anyone willing to be a teacher?"

"I'll pay my respects to the principal!"

(End of this chapter)