warring states careerist

Chapter 13
Comfortable to say, this is of course corn.

Corn is corn, of course, but it cannot be called corn at this time.

Just like Mai, why is there such a name?But when there are more people calling, wheat becomes wheat.

Zhuxia values ​​jade, and there is also a good talk about Jingshan Bianhe offering jade in the world of great controversy, and it is most suitable to call corn.

But for the ambitious Shi, the most suitable name is the least suitable.

This thing can't just be a corn that can keep more people from starving, but also take the opportunity to expand the influence of the Mohists so that it can expand its influence when it is promoted in the future.

After thinking for a long time, he said nonsense: "This is called Moyu. The jade of the Mohist family."

"Moyu?"

Lu Hua carefully picked up the corn, and felt that the jade characters were used very well. If they were strung together with twine, hanging on the earlobe or hanging on the neck, it might not be as good as those emerald jade pendants.

But Mozi didn't use it very well. He looked at it fondly for a long time, and muttered: "This is obviously yellow jade, why is it black-colored jade?"

"The Mohists don't regard gold and jade as treasures, but save the world as a treasure. The strange man said that this thing can be planted especially in high mountains and desolate lands, so that the world will not suffer from famine. It is a treasure to save the world. In the eyes of my Mohist, it is Just like the jade in the eyes of princes and nobles, it is a treasure of the city, so it is called such a name."

"It is the jade treasure of the Mohists, not the ink-colored jade."

After the nonsense, he took out a few more carrot seeds, and this time they looked ugly, but what Keshi said next made Wei startled for a long time.

"It's called a ghost finger. People in the world think that ghosts hide in the ground. When it grows up, it looks like a finger. Its color is like flesh, and its length is like a finger. It is hidden in the ground. It is the ghost that gave up the finger and gave it to the people of the world. .”

When Lu Hua heard this, she screamed in fright, and subconsciously hid behind Shi, not daring to look at the ugly seed again.

Wei also swallowed his saliva, not wanting to make him more frightened by what he said next than hearing the name of Ghost Finger.

"If this ghost finger is planted well, an acre can produce ten or even twenty shi. Although it can't be used as millet, it can save lives in times of famine, and it's as crisp and sweet as honey."

There is no nonsense in these words. Carrots are grown under large acres with plant ash and manure, and it is not a problem to produce three to five thousand catties. It is better than sweet potatoes in terms of famine relief.Therefore, the villages in the previous life often had names such as Huluabweizi, Luoluotun, and Luoluoao.

It's just that this thing is not as good as sweet potatoes after all. Sweet potatoes can be dried and ground into powder, so they can be regarded as staple food, so this thing can only be used to save the famine.

Taking the current Xiaoshi as an example, ten stones per mu is afraid of scaring people to be small, especially this is still a good breed that has been selected through unknowing how much sweat and labor.

Even though he was speaking conservatively, the amount of ten stones and twenty stones still surprised Wei.

Of course he hoped it was true and believed what was said.

But the more I hope it is true, the more afraid it will be false in the end, so the more I can't believe it.

The horror is not over, far from over.

Following this routine, Shi took out all kinds of weird seeds and gave them weird names one by one.

For example, nonsense about cotton being clothed by ghosts, saying that the ghosts condense the clothes on their bodies into seeds and plant them in the soil in order to save the world, so that everyone can have clothes to wear.

Of course, there are nonsense, such as sunflower, this does not need to be nonsense, just change it to summer sunflower.

There are spring sunflower, okra, and mallow in the world, but there is no summer sunflower.And sunflower itself also has phototropism, so there is a saying that sunflower is facing the sun.Zhong Ni also talked about chicken soup by taking advantage of sunflowers' Xiangyang, saying that Bao Zhuangzi is not as good as sunflowers, and that sunflowers know that the leaves cover the sun to protect their roots.

When he took out the pumpkin seeds that were pretended to be ghost melons but actually pumpkins, Luhua finally smiled and said: "Little brother, you really don't know how to farm. This is a gourd, I recognize it."

After speaking, he pointed to the gourd stand in the courtyard, which is a dish that Xia Qiu often eats.

After thinking for a while, he could dig out a pumpkin with a grimace and a candle inside, shook his head and said with a smile: "Then we will see whether it is a strange person who lied to me, or you admit it wrong. How can you tell the difference between wheat and foxtail before they are fruited?" ? Don’t make wild guesses about everything. You need to look at the results. You can’t just guess. You have to remember.”

Luhua lowered her head, and agreed with a sigh, but felt aggrieved in her heart, saying that this is obviously a gourd, but the gourd seeds are like our face, thin; your gourd seeds are the face of a noble concubine, chubby .

After being wronged, I thought again, since he said that, he thought he really cared about me and didn't want me to go on the wrong path, shouldn't that be the case?
There are always two sides to everything, and thinking about it in another way, the grievance in her heart turned into a kind of warmth.

Thinking of the ghost finger who was startled just now, I couldn't help but ask: "That ghost finger...is it the ghost's finger?"

"Guess what?"

Lu Hua thought for a while, then stretched out her little finger shyly and timidly and asked, "Is it this one?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I heard you said that the devil is thinking of the world. The little finger is not very useful, so he cut it off and gave it to the world to prevent famine. The rest of the hand, maybe do something else?"

Shi smiled and stretched out his right hand with the little finger bent, and stretched forward: "The rest of the fingers are on you and me. Otherwise, why is the little finger the most clumsy? Tian Gui wanted to flatten mountains and rivers by himself. , to benefit the world. But even though it is powerful, there is only one person after all, so he gave the four most nimble fingers to the people in the world. So Suiren could use his hands to drill wood to make fire, Dayu led all the people to straighten the river with his hands, and all the people can Hold Leisi in your hands to nourish your belly..."

Luhua and Wei have never heard such a story, imagining the appearance or the kind of heart of the ghost, and looking at the seeds called ghost heads, ghost fingers, etc., feeling inexplicably sad.

"Did the ghost... die?"

"died."

Shi said very solemnly, nodded his head with a hum, and said: "Anyone who says they have seen a heavenly ghost must be trying to deceive the world, and their intentions are to be punished."

"Where did the ghost go when it died that day?"

"Where do we come from?"

"Where do we go when we die?"

"Why did the ghost die?"

A simple question leads to a series of questions. At this time, the theory of ghosts and gods is flourishing, and in the Song Dynasty, where ghosts and gods are good at divination tortoise shells, it is difficult to answer such questions.

Shi raised his head and thought for a while, then read: "This is not your problem alone, but the problem of the whole world."

"In the beginning of the so-called Suigu, who preached it? Up and down have not been formed, so how can we test it? How can one know it? Feng Yi is only an image, how can he know it? Brightness and darkness, but what is the time? How can it be done? But what is the merit here, who first made it? How can the Weiwei be connected, how can the sky be added? Nuwa has a body, who made the craftsman..."

Borrowing from Qu Yuan's "Heavenly Questions", he asked the questions of the entire Hongmeng era one by one, removed the unwanted theory of yin and yang, and led him to modify the Mohist's nihilistic will into a deducible one that can be inferred by the Mohist's debate skills. Chi.

These questions are so difficult that no one knows.

In other words, someone can answer them one by one, but in the eyes of the Mohists, they are all wrong, because they are logically unreasonable.

At this time, books have not been burned, and Confucianism has not yet been unified, so even the theory of the rule of three generations has its own reasons.

All scholars pay attention to taking history as a mirror. If they want to be sure that their theories are reasonable and reasonable, most of them have to borrow from the past to reform the system and use the past to inform the present.

Therefore, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors in the Confucian view of history were abdicated; the Three Emperors and Five Emperors in the Legalist view of history were killed bloody...

The world has not been unified, so there is no one and only statement that must be accepted, and it can be changed at will.

Shi is a die-hard atheist, so the ghost must be dead.

Shi is a die-hard atheist, so Tianzhi must be ruthless and impersonal.

But with this kind of ghost story, farmers trapped in the field like Reed and Reed are the easiest to accept. They need a complete story and a paradise.

It's just that they don't know that the paradise mentioned in "Shuo Shu" in the field that day needs to be created by hands and brains.

What they don't even know is that the so-called Will of Heaven will be changed into a rigid historical inevitability of mutual progress and a better political system.

It is a staged mutual adaptation, with the emergence and popularization of certain utensils as the dividing line of the Ninefold Paradise.

Even this kind of rigid historical inevitability is what every believer has to work hard for.

In a narrow sense, history is not inevitable.

But for those who travel through, ironware, ridge farming, great unification, new textiles, a more advanced political system that can be used for reference, science, literacy, elevating talents to officials, paper and printing, etc., are inevitable, and they are the will of heaven. , is the Promised Land—the Promised Land on earth, as opposed to the Promised Land at this time.

Using prophecy and scriptures as the shell, it is actually a blueprint for planning.

If Haotian God and Heavenly Ghost say that cattle plowing is better than spreading seeds all over the sky, cotton should be spun in this way to replace cotton cloth, how to protect rivers and dams, what kind of political system is most suitable for the terrain of Zhuxia, great unification is good etc……

At this time, it is not a bad thing.

The evolution of nature is too slow, and the means can be used for the sake of the end.

At that time, he will naturally die.

And now, here and now, here and here.

The people in this small hut and the field outside the house don't need to know so much, they just need to be attracted by this story that asks the sky.

After listening to Shi's question, Lu Hua and Wei also fell into deep thought.

This is not a doubt of one person, but a doubt that all nations have during their ignorance.

Yeah, that's a problem, these are all problems.

At the beginning of ancient times, who channeled this state flow to the descendants?

Before the heaven and the earth were formed, where did they come into being?

There is no distinction between light and dark, and who can explore the reason?
The atmosphere is a cloud of mist and nothing, so why should it be recognized clearly?
The day is bright and the night is dark, how is it arranged?

The size of heaven and earth, how big is it and how should it be measured?

It is said that Nuwa created man, so before creating man, who created Nuwa?
What separates the noble from the humble?
How can the world be settled as one?

How can we produce two stones of grain per mu?

How can the noble not always be noble, and the humble not always be cheap?

How can we reach the paradise on earth?
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