Destiny Only Han

"It's very simple, pay money!"

Liu Bang looked at Liu Ying, intending to repent, but then looked at Zhang Liang, and felt a little bit stuck in his heart.

But in the next second, doubts arose in his heart.

Zhang Liang has always liked to pretend to be sick and travel around the mountains and rivers, but why didn't he pretend today and went to Changle Palace to play chess with him and chat?
Just at this time, his debt collector came to ask for money?

conspiracy!

There must be a conspiracy!

Liu Ying is ready to strike while the iron is hot:
"Mencius said, Yang Zi took it for me, plucked a hair and benefited the world, and did not do it. Mozi loved both, rubbed his head and put his heels to benefit the world, and did it."

"Mencius also said: If you are not in his position, you will not seek his own government."

"Now that my father is the emperor of the Han Dynasty, he is the herdsman on behalf of the heavens and governs all directions. Not to mention that he has plucked all his hair like Mozi. Even if it is to let the people of Chang'an City use cheap energy, he should generously donate money." yes!"

"Money is something outside of the body. If you don't bring it with you when you die, why should your father be stingy?"

Although Liu Bang was a little bit reluctant, but now the atmosphere has been heightened here, so he got up and walked to the side hall, and walked out with a bunch of keys after a while.

"Take it, take it, Naigong hates others dropping the book bag in front of Naigong the most... The other key is with the Shaofu Jiqiuhou, you can go find him later!"

Liu Ying happily took the key, pinned it on her waist, and was about to get up to leave, but was suddenly grabbed by Zhang Liang, squinting her eyes and asked:

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and I don't know how the prince's homework is doing. Have you read the books recommended by the minister?"

So, Liu Ying's smile disappeared, and with a bitter face, she said weakly: "Read, read..."

Zhang Liang nodded and asked:

"You just said that Yang Zi took it for me, plucked a hair and benefited the world, and did not do it. You also said that Mozi loves both, rubbing the top and letting the heel benefit the world, and doing it."

"Then let me ask you, what do you think is the difference between the two?"

If I said that they were a Taoist and a Mohist, they would have been beaten to death on the spot... Liu Ying scratched her head, pondered for a moment and said:
"The core of both thoughts is the world, but Mozi emphasizes the interests of the whole world, so the Mohists say, promote the benefits of the world and eliminate the harm of the world, so Mo Ting puts his feet on the world to benefit the world."

"On the other hand, Yangzi attaches great importance to the interests of everyone in the world, emphasizing that the interests of the whole world are composed of the interests of countless people, so no one loses a single bit, everyone is not good for the world, and the world is governed..."

Zhang Liang looked at Liu Bang, nodded with a smile, and asked again: "The prince thinks, which of the two can be the best in the world?"

Ah, this... Liu Ying froze for a moment, and forcibly resisted the urge to roll Zhang Liang's eyes.

After all, the Mo family now has three or two big cats and small cats. From the previous world's prominent learning, it has completely become a family saying, which is only passed on between father and son.

As for another Yang-Zhu theory that has been pushed to become "the words of the world do not belong to Yang, they belong to Mo", now there is no inheritance except for a few words in the pile of old papers.

So, not to mention being popular in the world, the words of these two families can not be lost, all rely on Liu Ying's collection from the world and compile it into a book "Encyclopedia of the Han Dynasty·Hundred Schools of Philosophy"...

Liu Ying continued to scratch her head, and said coquettishly, "Teacher, stop making trouble..."

Zhang Liang's face darkened, and amidst Liu Bang's hehehe laughter, he asked unwillingly: "Just ask you, if these two schools have been handed down to the present, who can become a school of thought that can keep pace with Confucian Huang Lao?"

Liu Ying shook her head and said with certainty: "No one can do it!"

Zhang Liang looked sideways and asked, "How can you see that?"

Liu Ying carefully answered her words:
"Since the spring and Autumn period, rituals have collapsed and music has been destroyed. The nations have frequent disputes, mutual aggression, loss and death, and the king's life has caused the subjects to die lightly! In less than 300 years, there have been 483 wars, so the ancient sages, in the Think about a question."

"Well, to be precise, there are three problems. What are they? Why? What to do? That is, what is wrong with the countries today, why does it happen, and how to solve it."

"For the first two questions, the sages have long made an interpretation, that is, the Zhou emperor is weak and the feudal lords are strong, and the order established and maintained by the Zhou people is gradually disintegrating."

"Just like what Mozi said, there is no festival between the elders and the younger ones."

"However, regarding the third problem, that is, how to solve this problem, the various schools of thought have not reached a consensus. All schools of thought emerged on the basis of these differences and contradictions."

"Yang Zi said, the ancients, if they lose a penny to benefit the world, they will not give it back; they will serve the world and serve them all, and they will not take it. No one will lose a penny, and everyone will benefit the world, and the world will be governed."

"Those who are good at governing the outside don't necessarily rule things; those who are good at governing the inside don't necessarily have to be chaotic. If you rule the outside, the law can temporarily apply to a country, but it doesn't suit the hearts of the people; if you rule the inside, you can spread it to the world."

"Everyone respects and cherishes himself, and does not invade or harm each other. Everyone respects and loves himself. Isn't everyone in his own place? Is the world governed?"

"Coincidentally, I heard that a sage named Plato in the West once said that justice means having one's own things and doing one's own thing, that is, keeping one's own duties and performing one's duties, so the foothold of justice is a kind of Order...everyone takes his place according to his endowment."

When Zhang Liang nodded slightly, and was about to go to the market or the Hongwen Museum to look for the works of this 'Baizi' after returning home, Liu Ying continued:

"But this is actually just fantasy. As Confucius said, there is a way in the world, and Qiu does not agree with Yi."

Liu Ying looked at Liu Bang, who was a little confused, and raised the teacup in her hand to look at it, and found that it was a high-end product with a few pennies each, so she smashed to the ground with a slap.

Then, without waiting for Liu Bang to get angry, he continued:

"Yang Zi's statement is equivalent to facing this broken teacup, let each fragment be itself, and then look forward to the day when the teacup can repair itself..."

"This is obviously impossible. Therefore, Yang Zhu's study can flourish for a while, but it cannot flourish forever."

"As for the Mohists, it is also the choice of the people."

"Mozi's words are pleasant to hear at first, which makes people's blood boil, but everyone says that the Mohists are good, but no one wants to be a Mohist."

"Zhuang Ziyun, today Mo Zi does not sing in his life, and refuses to accept death. He thinks it is a three-inch tung coffin without an outer shell. He thinks it is a standard. If you teach people by this, you may not love others; It is not a song, crying is not crying, joy is not joy, is it a kind of fruit? Its life is also diligent, its death is also thin, its way is great. It makes people worry, makes people sad, and their actions are difficult. I am afraid that they cannot do anything. The way of a sage is against the heart of the world. The world is miserable. Although Mozi is alone, what is the world! If he is far away from the world, he will be far away from being king!"

"That is to say, the Mohists are against entertainment, put practicality first, don't seek material enjoyment, only seek dedication, wear torn clothes, work day and night, take self-suffering to the extreme, don't sing songs in life, don't accept death, don't work hard for others until your legs are worn out Those who have all the hair on their calves polished off (the legs have no hair, and the shin has no hair) are not worthy of being called Mo Zhe!"

"As a great sage, Mozi can do it, but what is the world? What is the world?"

"So the Mohist school is not so much a theoretical school as it is a sect composed of followers of the sage Mozi. Once Mozi died, the Mohist school fell apart immediately."

"How can such a Mohism become popular in the world?"

Zhang Liang took a sip of tea, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, although he didn't say a word, his eyes were full of approval.

Confucianism regards Zhang Liang as one of their own, and Taoists like Huang Lao also do the same. People like Han Xin who call themselves military strategists often talk about the past and the present with Zhang Liang, and regard Zhang Liang as a military strategist. However, because of Huang Shigong, Zhang Liang was not regarded as an outsider. Even the Legalist Hou Feng often said that Zhang Liang was quite a student of Shen Buhai and Han Fei...

But in fact, Zhang Liang knows that he is not one of them. If he insists on counting, he should be a miscellaneous family.

A mix of all kinds!

Therefore, he also hopes that the only student who has devoted his heart and soul to him can be able to listen and understand, and master the strengths of a hundred schools of thought. Therefore, he will recommend classic works of various schools of thought to Liu Ying on weekdays, and will randomly check one by one like today. Fan.

Seeing Zhang Liang's expression, Liu Ying breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, these days, in order to avoid the endless demands of Dou Yi's room, he will deliberately study in the study until midnight...

After all, the spring breeze once was relaxed and comfortable, and the plum blossoms twice, but no matter how much, especially Yeye, it can only be wiped out by the flying ash of the mast and scull...

That woman is crazy, really, I don't know what benefits my mother promised her... The corners of Liu Ying's mouth drooped, thinking about how to get a chance to recuperate.

On the other side, Liu Bang glared at Liu Ying: "We all understand the truth, but why did you throw Nai Gong's teacup?"

Just when Liu Ying's eyes were wide open and her face was speechless, Shangshu ordered Wei Wuzhi to enter the hall, bowed his hands and said: "The prince's family ordered Xiao Lu to come, saying that he has something to see His Highness."

Liu Ying looked at Liu Bang, and when she was about to stand up and go out, Liu Bang said, "Here is Xiao Lu? There is no outsider here, let him in!"

After all, Xiao Lu is Xiao He's eldest son.

After a while, Xiao Lu put on his full clothes, took off his sword, bent his waist like a shrimp and rushed in, lying on the ground with all his body cast down, and paid homage.

Liu Bang nodded slightly, but did not stop him. After all, Xiao Lu belongs to the second generation, so etiquette cannot be broken.

"Let's talk about it here."

Xiao Lu lay on the ground, tilted his head and took a peek at Liu Ying. Seeing that Liu Ying didn't stop him, he slightly raised his head and said:

"Kui Che sent news from the Dian Kingdom that the Dian King had passed away, and there was a fierce fight within the Dian Kingdom for the position of the Dian King, with blood flowing like rivers. He suggested that now is a good time to subdue the Dian Kingdom and the counties and counties! "

Liu Bang was silent when he heard this, and just tapped on the table with his fingers. Although he didn't know why Kuai Che sent a letter to Liu Ying instead of him, the important thing was to send troops to Dian Kingdom.

He looked at Zhang Liang and saw Zhang Liang nodding his head slightly, so he looked at Wei Wuzhi and said, "Beat the drums and gather the generals!"

Liu Ying jumped three feet high and ran to the outside of the hall.

"Where are you going?"

"Dealize the Southern Man, restore the old frontier!"

About the Mohists.

In fact, it is not the suppression of the ruling class, but everyone says that the Mohists are good, but few people really want to be Mohists.

The moral standard in the theory can be written as high as it is, as high as absolute political correctness. A person can sacrifice everything for the world without asking for anything in return, but how many people are willing to become such a person?

If a theory really wins the hearts of the people, can the ruler be destroyed?
In addition, Zhuangzi said that the original text of Mohism comes from "Zhuangzi · Tianxia Pian".