Back to Daqin to be Emperor

Chapter 80
Fusu spent all his time watching what happened outside, but Ziyu glanced at it and lay down on the bed. For Fusu, he might never see this kind of nonsense.

But for a Mohist like Ziyu who has been in contact with the bottom for a long time, it is an extremely common thing, and there is nothing to be surprised about.

The merchant got a satisfactory answer, laughed, and suddenly took the stick from the person next to him, and threw it at the shopkeeper's arm.

Click!

There was a sound of broken bones, and the shop owner lay on the ground and howled.With a cold expression on his face, the merchant squatted down and said: "Listen to me clearly, if you dare to do such indecent things in the future, it will not only break your arm, get out."

When the shop owner heard this, he left the inn as if he had received an amnesty.

The merchant snorted twice, and immediately cast his eyes on Liang An, with a smile on his cold face. In this scorching sun, Liang An felt a chill rushing from his back, and the chill of death enveloped his whole body.

"Now it's your turn."

"Brother...Brother, I really don't know what Jumanlou is, and I don't know what Ma Yuan is. The person who left just now is my master, and he asked me to come."

The merchant was noncommittal, but his expression clearly showed that he didn't believe what Liang An said at all.

"If you said this just now, then you are the one who is leaving now, but now..." Hang Shang put his hands behind his back and didn't even look at Liang An.

The two people behind the merchant were immediately ready to carry Liang An out of the door...

"Wait a minute." Fusu opened the window and said.

Fusu knew that if he didn't take action this time, there would be another dead bone in those remote places.Even though the soul has penetrated to this Great Qin, Fusu kills are no longer rare.

For example, in the imperial mausoleum, such as Yan Le, but Fusu's heart still can't be hardened after all, even if he went east to Hangu Pass this time, Fusu rarely killed the thieves he encountered along the way.

Most of those thieves were directly stabbed by Fusu and lost their ability to move. They were then handed over to the local pavilion chief and other basic officials of Daqin by Fusu. Stabbed to death with a sword.

Even though he knew that the shopkeeper and Liang An had set up a trap, it was wrong first, but if he lost his life because of this, it would be hard for Fu Su to accept.

He knew that most people in this era regard human life as worthless, such as his father Yingzheng, those noble bureaucrats in the court, and those low-level officials.

This is even the case for the low-level people in Guizhou. When everyone is angry, they will draw their swords and face each other, and then the blood will splatter five steps.The reason why Shang Yang's reform banned private fighting was because of the prevalence of private fighting between the government and the opposition in the Qin State, and countless people were killed and disabled as a result.

Some people not only regard other people's lives as worthless, but sometimes they don't even value their own lives very much.For example, the ranger differentiated from the Mohism.

Fu Su came out of the room, glanced at Liang An, and said to Hang Shang, "Let him go."

Liang An looked at Fusu in astonishment, his eyes were like a drowning person suddenly seeing a life-saving straw.The merchant came up with a smile on his face, cupped his hands and said, "Brother, I advise you not to mind your own business."

Ziyu glanced outside the door, but his body did not move at all. Obviously, Ziyu still had some confidence in Fusu's skills.

"What if I say I have to mind this business today?"

Jin Xiaoshou's eyes were full of hope, when the merchant heard what Fusu said, his smiling face instantly turned cold, and he said, "Then, don't blame me for being rude."

Hang Shang pulled out a dagger from his waist in an instant, and stabbed at Fusu. After traveling around for so many years, Hang Shang naturally felt that Fusu was not a good stubble.

Therefore, the only way to gain the upper hand is to act first.

Fusu saw the short sword stabbing towards him, but he did not panic, turned his body slightly to one side, and at the same time stirred his feet slightly. Suddenly, because the merchant had tried his best before, he was shaken by Fusu at this moment. He fell to the ground.

The seven or eight people behind the merchant also rushed up immediately. However, it was not in vain for Fusu to fight the bandits on the road these days, but in a short while, these people who rushed up fell down Lying crookedly on the ground.

The merchant struggled to get up, his eyes full of unwillingness, but he also knew that these people were not Fusu's opponents, so he could only cup his hands and said, "Brother, I'm convinced, these goods are all yours."

"Brothers, let's go." Said, Hang Shang prepared to lead his men to leave.The merchant knew that now that he had fought with Fusu, the possibility that people like him would think about it was almost zero. He only hoped that Fusu could accept these goods and let himself and the others go.

"Wait a minute."

Seeing that Fusu called him and others to stop him, the merchant thought that Fusu would not give up, and said, "Brother, Ma Yuan sent you here just for these goods? Now that the goods have been given to you, don't we have nothing to do?" Let's go, can't we?"

Seeing that the merchant's words were full of resentment, Fusu shook his head helplessly, and said, "Who said you want your goods?"

"Brother, you don't want our goods?" The merchant's words were full of surprise, and he couldn't believe it.

Fu Su shook his head and said, "Ma Yuan and I don't know each other, so how could we help him steal your goods?"

Hearing Fusu's words, Xingshang was still a little surprised, he couldn't believe that such a good thing could happen in the world, suddenly, he saw the black sword in Fusu's hand.

After the merchant saw the mark on the hilt of Fusu's sword, he had some vague guesses about what happened, but he was still not sure, so he tentatively asked, "Dare to ask, is the eldest brother a disciple of the Mohist school?"

Fu Su frowned slightly, and he was also a little puzzled how the merchant knew about it. Although his guess was not correct, there should be some way to tell about the Mohism.

So Fusu replied patiently: "No, this sword was given to me by a friend. How do you know that the owner of this sword is a Mohist disciple?"

The merchant scratched his head, and said: "Actually, I don't know it either, but I heard from some seniors who transported goods in the past that the mark on the sword of a Mohist disciple is the symbol on your sword, but I don't think you are a Mohist." Dressed in the same way, so I’m not sure in my heart.”

Fusu suddenly realized that the Mohist School in its heyday had disciples all over the world, and its reputation spread far and wide. How could these merchants travel all over the world to deliver goods, so how could they not know some symbols of the Mohist School?
Although the Mohist school no longer has the style of its heyday, among these people, it is passed down from generation to generation, because the Mohist school is not extinct after all, and still exists.

(End of this chapter)