Destiny Only Han

Chapter 330 Mo Zhe: I regret it!

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road...

Today is another farewell day.

But Lu Zhi was not as worried as before, but seemed a little anxious to send Liu Ying away.

Without him, cat addiction committed...

But the more important reason is that compared to the previous few enemies, King Yan Zang Tu is extremely weak...

Well, the main reason is that the Yan people are not good at fighting.

But behind Lu Zhi, Wang Yanfei, who was carrying a basket, had reddened eyes, looking at Liu Ying with reluctance, which made Liu Ying feel a little numb in her back.

But at the same time, Liu Ying felt a little excited.

Brother and sister, hehehe...

Lu Zhi stepped forward and forced out a sad expression:

"On this journey, mother cannot be by your side all the time, you must take good care of yourself, write to mother every day to keep you safe, don't fool me..."

"Well, by the way, didn't you say that you still want to go to your uncle's place? I just happened to bring these clothes and pickles made by mother to your uncle..."

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Liu Ying signaled Han Tan to take the basket from Wang Yanfei's hand, then saluted casually, turned around and left.

Behind him, Lu Zhi was stunned for a full five seconds, then pointed at Liu Bang with his hands on his hips like a big teapot: "It's all you, who broke my son! Look at him now..."

Liu Bang, who was lying on the gun inexplicably, darkened his face, turned around and left, leaving Lu Zhi standing there completely stunned.

"I can tell that men are big pigs!"

"Hmph! Both father and son are the same..."

"It's better to be a cat!"

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On the fast road leading to the east, Liu Ying and Dajun walked not far away, and then they parted ways.

It was his former army that set off today, and Liu Bang's central army would not leave Guanzhong until five days later.

Moreover, the former army said it was 1, but in fact there were only more than 8000 people who set off today, and the remaining [-] people needed to gather soldiers recruited from various places along the way.

The same is true of Liu Bang's [-] Chinese Army.

After all, the war had just ended at this time, and the whole country was about to enter a stage of recuperation, especially at this point in time, when the autumn harvest was approaching, and the strong laborers were busy working in the farmland, so it was impossible to deploy troops from one place.

Liu Ying left the brigade at this moment and handed over the army to Zhou Bo for temporary management. Not only did she follow Lu Zhi's words, go to Lu State to join Lu Ze, and brought the clothes and pickles made by Lu Zhi over there.

He also has several other purposes.

One, of course, is to see how Xinfengjian is doing.

This is a project he started to build a new Fengyi for Liu Taigong in the name of filial piety.

As I said before, it is not only to rebuild a Fengyi, but also to build a city that never sleeps on this basis!

Soccer fields, polo fields, cockfights, dogfights and other food, drink and fun projects are also available!

The ultimate goal is not only to make money, but to make the princes and kings happy!

In fact, in the thousands of years of Chinese history, except for those lords with ulterior motives, the feudal princes were basically unwilling to go to the feudal domain, but whenever there was a slight possibility, they would choose to stay in the capital and not leave.

After all, compared with the barrenness of the fiefdom, the prosperity of the capital is naturally more lingering.

And this is what Liu Ying is happy to see.

In this world, is there any better customer than these people?

No (broken sound)!

So, do you have the heart to drive them back to the fief, so that they have no land to spend with their money, and they can only be buried in the grave in the end?

I can't bear it (broken sound)!
So when Liu Ying arrived at Xinfeng, what she saw was the busy crowd in the scorching heat.

Pan Gong, the leader of the Mohists who was in charge of the supervision here, greeted him with a look of shame on his face.

The Mohists advocate frugality, and whether it is a football field or a racetrack built by Liu Ying, none of them have anything to do with the word "thrifty".

"teacher."

Liu Ying bent down to salute, and then waited for Pan Gong to return the salute to him.

The two of them were teachers and students to each other, Liu Ying remembered this point firmly, and never gave Pan Gong a chance to back out.

Pan Gong followed Liu Ying helplessly, and he swore that if God could give him another chance, he would never have the slightest curiosity about that legendary old man with white beard!
Liu Ying glanced at the workers laying the foundation, and nodded in satisfaction.

These people were all former prisoners of war of the Chu army. Although they are a little thin now, their skin is glowing with good nutrition, and it is obvious that they are eating well.

That's why he begged for nothing to get all these prisoners of war.

Not only for cheaper labor, but corvée has always been an evil policy that the people hate.

Now with these full-time construction workers, at least near Guanzhong, the frequency of corvee collection has been reduced to a minimum.

After all, for the irrigation canals near the farmland and the roads leading from the village to the county town, it is not safe to hire others to repair one, and it is not cost-effective.

Of course, the price of not expropriating corvee is the need to pay for 'excessive change'.

But in fact, when the corvee was collected in the past, this kind of money had to be paid as well, it was nothing more than a different name...

It has been like this for thousands of years.

Although it's never true, but if you don't pay, you will definitely be hit in the face with an iron fist...

After turning around, Liu Ying looked at Pangong beside her and asked, "If I remember correctly, today seems to be the day when the Mo family elects Juzi?"

Pan Gong froze for a moment, then asked vigilantly, "Why are you asking this?"

The Mohist family is often an illegal organization, so when they gather, there will often be officers and soldiers coming to encircle and suppress them.

At that time, Qin Mo and the Qin State collude, and while destroying the Six Kingdoms, they also wiped out Chu Mo and Qi Mo, but in the end they ended up being a cunning rabbit.

Lessons learned from the past, Pan Gong couldn't help worrying that Liu Ying would be detrimental to the Mo family.

Liu Ying opened the collar and pointed to the black and white marks on the collar of her underwear, "Isn't it? I remember, I seem to be a member of the Mohist family too?"

Pangong nodded, looking remorseful.

Although there were very few people in the Mohist family at that time, all of them lived in peace and happiness, and adhered to the Mohist philosophy of frugal use and burial. Ever since Liu Ying tricked him into forming a Shangxiantang, each of them made him a little afraid to recognize them. !

Wearing gold and silver, fragrant cars and BMW...

Pan Gong firmly believed that if Quan Xia, the patriarch of the Mohist family, knew about it, he would unravel the coffin and clean up the house!
Seeing that the goal was achieved, Liu Ying didn't care about Pan Gong's expression at all. After all, the old man only saw others, not himself. The jade hanging on his waist, although it looked inconspicuous, was at least worth tens of thousands of dollars!
So he curled his lips in disdain, and said to himself: "Let's go, take me to the meeting place!"

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At the foot of Lishan Mountain, there is a bamboo forest on the west side of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

A winding path leads to a secluded place.

In front of an inconspicuous small courtyard, gathered four to five hundred men dressed in silk and satin, but with one black and one white collar.

Liu Ying came slowly behind Pan Gong, feeling a little sighed in her heart.

These are the only remaining Mohist disciples in this world.

However, compared to a few years ago, there are still tens of hundreds more people here...

Well, all those who can participate in this gathering are the backbone of the Mohist school, and the peripheral members they develop are not eligible.

After Mo Di's death, the Mohism, apart from advocating the idea of ​​universal love and non-aggression, is more similar to organizations like the Hongmen and the Mafia.

This is why Liu Ying pulled them into Shangxiantang.

If the Mohists were allowed to sink, and those Mohists who adhered to both love and non-aggression, and respected the virtuous and the same were extinct, the only thing left would be a pure underworld like Guo Xie.

Liu Ying and some familiar people nodded, suddenly a bold idea came to her mind, but then she pressed down a bold idea.

Well, in fact, he wanted to change the slogan for the Mo family.

For example, all things are false, all things are allowed, and we work in the dark and serve the light...

However, with his current status, if he said it, he shouldn't be beaten to death on the spot... right?

Liu Ying stood still on the high platform, enjoying the eyes of Mohist disciples.

Over the years, he has given them the opportunity to get rid of poverty and become rich, and to promote ideas. Naturally, he will gain their admiration at the moment.

Liu Ying cleared her throat, and said seriously in the eyes of everyone: "A few years ago, Zhaoping, the son of the Mo family, was killed, and the Mo family fell into a slump..."

"Nowadays, the Mohist family is thriving, and Mohists are all over the world, and now, it's time for us to elect a new leader!"

Liu Ying raised her hand, and when Pangong was about to introduce herself, she continued to speak loudly:

"Here, I nominate a person...that is, Prince Liu Ying of the Han Dynasty!"

"If you agree, put your hands down, if you disagree, raise your hands!"

In an instant, Wan Lai was silent, and all the inkmen caught by Liu Ying's eyes lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

At this moment, he is 1.5 meters tall, but his aura is [-] meters!
Well, in fact, there is only one official name missing between Liu Ying and the so-called Mohist Juzi.

With his control over Shangxiantang, he was actually the uncrowned king of Mohism long ago.

But, this is collectivism...

In Pangong's remorseful expression, Liu Ying took the Juziling and hung it on her waist, and immediately walked up and down the high platform to show off, and the inkmen below put their hands on their foreheads, regretting endlessly.

They are ashamed of their ancestors...

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Chu State, Xiapi.

Han Xin sat in front of the table with a sallow complexion, writing letters carefully with a brush in his hand.

He was replying to Liu Ying, rejecting Liu Ying's proposal to let him go to the army as a counselor.

It's not that he's busy with business or doesn't like Liu Ying, but that he's really sick.

Acacia, eventually become empty!
He became famous all over the world and returned to his hometown, but in the end...

For a moment, Han Xin raised his head and looked out the window, only regretting that it was not the heavy snowfall in the severe winter season, otherwise he would be like the heroine in the stories Liu Ying told.

Standing in the corridor with white clothes like snow and a face as white as paper, he coughed lightly, hoping to vomit some more blood...

(End of this chapter)