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Chapter 23 The great son of the Mo family?

The young man has a handsome face, wears a brown fur coat, walks on qi jue (second tone, straw sandals), wears a bamboo hat on his head, and carries a long thing on his back, which looks like a sword.

Those young people saw that he was dressed shabbily, so they pushed and bullied him.

The young man tightly protected the things in his arms. Although he was carrying something similar to a weapon, he didn't know how to resist.

Like an idiot.

Yun Jiao couldn't stand it any longer, so she immediately rode over and shouted at the top of her voice: "What are you doing? What are you doing! Bullying the minority in broad daylight?"

The young man looked up along with those people and saw a little girl wearing a curtain hat and a long black skirt riding a snow dragon horse coming from a distance.

When those people saw that she was a girl, they were not angry and began to tease Yun Jiao.

Yun Jiao narrowed her eyes and was about to take action when two pebbles suddenly flew from the side and knocked out half of the front teeth of the person who laughed first.

Everyone: "??!"

Yun Jiao subconsciously turned her head and saw Meng Tian riding his horse over, glaring at these people with a cold look on his face: "You have eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai. This is my goddess of the Qin Kingdom. How can I allow you to insult me ​​with such words! Get out of here!"

Those people were startled by Meng Tian. After hearing Yun Jiao's identity, they were stunned. After a while, they became frightened and all walked away in despair.

"Sister, are you okay?" When the group of people left, Meng Tian immediately looked at Yun Jiao.

Yun Jiao waved her hand: "Okay, okay, it's okay. Why are you here?"

Meng Tian scratched his head: "Your Highness and Brother Bi said that my sister was kidnapped in Yingchuan County and almost died. I was worried that you would come out alone, so they asked me to follow you."

It was only after hearing Meng Tian talk about it that Yun Jiao remembered that she had encountered such a thing.

She laughed, then got off her horse, walked to the young man, and pulled him up. Then she noticed that he was carrying a sword on his back, and asked curiously: "You are obviously carrying a sword, so those people just bullied you." You, why don’t you resist?”

"The sword of the Mohist family only kills traitors and does not touch innocent people." The young man seemed to have just come back to his senses. He looked at Yun Jiao, then at Meng Tian, ​​and spoke in a low voice.

Hearing his words, Yun Jiao and Meng Tian were both stunned.

Mo family?

"Are you a descendant of the Mo family?" Yun Jiao asked again.

"My lord Yuanbai, thank you God... the goddess? Thank you Goddess and this young man for saving me." Yuanbai, that is, the young man nodded.

"They kept pushing you just now, but you didn't resist, but you protected the package in your arms. What are the things inside?"

"Female Young Master...are you really the goddess of Qin?" Yuan Bai did not answer immediately, but looked at the woman wearing a curtain hat with an inquiring expression.

"Uh, yes." Yun Jiao touched her nose and nodded.

"That's great." Yuan Bai's eyes lit up and he handed over the package in his hand, "Before his death, my father passed down the Moh family to the younger generation and left a will, asking the younger generation to give the Moh family's treasure to the King of Qin. Seeing the goddess , please ask the goddess to hand it over to the king."

For some reason, Yun Jiao saw the shadow of a college student in this young man's eyes.

Eyes full of clarity without the dangers of the world.

"If I weren't a goddess and I answered you casually, would you give it to me?" Yun Jiao didn't answer, but raised her eyebrows and looked at Yuan Bai.

"Ah? Aren't you a goddess?" A trace of confusion flashed in the young man's eyes.

Yun Jiao was silent.

Meng Tian was also silent.

This child was raised so innocent that he always felt like he would help count the money after being sold.

Yun Jiao took out the token given by Ying Zheng and held it up in front of Yuan Bai: "I am indeed Yun Jiao, the goddess of Qin. As for the Mohist treasure you mentioned, I have to ask someone to check it and confirm that there is no danger. Pass it to your Majesty." Yuan Bai recognized the token, nodded and followed Yun Jiao and Meng Tian back to the inn where they were temporarily staying.

Then the package was opened.

When she saw a bunch of machine sketches written with the secret language of the Mo family, Yun Jiao was silent at first, then her eyes lit up, and then the corner of her mouth twitched.

These are rare treasures. If our ancestors wanted to dominate the world, sophisticated weapons were indispensable.

Mohist's organ skills are famous all over the world, and those who can obtain their most precious treasures will be like a fish in water.

But the problem is that the secret language of the Mohist family can only be understood by the children of the Mohist family. If she brought it back in a daze and no one translated it - wouldn't it mean that the meat is in the mouth, you can only look at it but not eat it?

and many more.

"Just now Mr. Yuan Xiaolang said that he took over the Mo family. Could it be that you are the most powerful son of the Mo family?" Thinking of something, Yun Jiao looked at Yuan Bai.

Yuan Bai nodded.

He is a direct descendant of Mo Zhai, the ancestor of the Moh family, and his surname is Mo. Because he was away from home, in order to protect his own safety, he gave up his surname and only called himself Yuan Bai.

Yun Jiao noticed that the straw sandals on his feet had worn out holes, and brought new shoes for him to put on: "Where are you from?"

"Lu Yang."

"?where?"

"Chu State, Luyang..."

"on foot?"

"on foot."

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

This kid is born to be so easy to deceive. He has not been deceived for such a precious thing all this time. How lucky is he.

"There are no Mohist descendants in Xianyang. These drawings of yours contain Mohist secrets, which we can't quite understand. Juzi is willing to travel with me and return to Xianyang together?" After thinking for a moment, Yun Jiao looked at Yuan Bai.

It's not impossible to send him there now, but if something goes wrong on the way and these things are lost, it would be very regrettable.

So Yun Jiao decided to travel with Yuan Bai and then return to Xianyang together to ensure that these drawings could reach Ying Zheng unharmed.

"Then I'll bother the goddess." Yuan Bai nodded.

Soon, everyone dispersed, leaving only Yun Jiao and Yuan Bai.

Seeing that he seemed hungry, Yun Jiao asked someone to prepare steamed cakes and buttermilk for him.

"You can call me sister when there is no one in private. By the way, why don't you give these things to King Chu instead of King Qin?" Yun Jiao held her chin and looked at him curiously.

"My father met an expert during his lifetime and said that although Chu had dragon veins, it was already weak. However, Qin had noble people to help him, which was indeed his destiny. Before he died of illness, he told me to deliver these things. In the hands of King Qin, it is said that these things can be ended early..." Yuan Bai wolfed down and choked. After taking a sip of buttermilk, he slowly spoke,
"Say these things to bring an early end to a situation that has been divided for hundreds of years."

Yun Jiao clicked her tongue.

Whoever has such an accurate calculation must be a time traveler.

Speaking of which, the Mohist school can still appear, but in a certain dynasty named Liu later, due to a strategy of "deposing hundreds of schools of thought and respecting Confucianism alone", it slowly disappeared. The whereabouts of many works are unknown and have not been discovered to this day.

Thinking of this, Yun Jiao suddenly said: "You said that you are a great scholar of the Mohist family, can you understand the Mohist's works?"

Yuanbai nodded and spoke in a low voice: "The Mohist works are never circulated to outsiders. If they are to be circulated to the outside world, Mohist disciples must become officials and promote Mohist ideas."

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