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Chapter 198 The Strong City Still Fears the Disaster of the Xiao Wall (End)
A few days later, a fire was raised outside the city, and the bonfire was different.

On the city wall, a person observed the fire outside. He didn't know what the fire represented, but he knew that when the fire burned, he needed to tell someone.

Those who watch the fire in the city are scholars, the most distinctive group in this era.

They are loyal to their masters, sometimes it may be a kindness, sometimes it may be a compliment, and sometimes it is just a bowl of wine or a piece of meat.

Three cups of Turanuo, the five mountains are light.

Sir, that's it.

This is the morality of the scholar class that the nobles hoped for under the feudal system, and it is also something that the high-ranking nobles always hope that the scholars will abide by, but they themselves do not need to abide by it.

Scholars are only loyal to the higher level, not to the princes or emperors who are higher up.

As for right and wrong, that's not something that a scholar should consider: the master is very good to me, so I can only repay it with death.

Just as the trend of nurturing scholars began to prevail in later generations, Feng Xuan from Qi only knew that there was Lord Mengchang but not the Marquis of Qi; Zhu Hai knew that there was Lord Xinling but did not know that there was King Wei.

The taxi who observed the bonfire on the city wall was different, not a bad person, but a real taxi.

When he was at his worst a few years ago, Dayin saw that he was still wearing a sword even though he was wearing bad clothes, so he gave him wine and meat.

It was just two bowls of wine and a piece of meat, and the scholar secretly made a promise that in this life he would be rewarded with death.

He never said these words, because he didn't like to say something before doing it to make himself moved, but waited quietly.

After the people of Chu began to besiege the city, Dayin sent someone to find him, and only asked him to do a few things on the city wall. He readily agreed and knew that what he did might violate the Mohist's prohibition and be killed, but he did not hesitate.

If Gong Zaoye is familiar with this person, he will definitely give the same evaluation as the person who left the scar on his face: he knows the small righteousness but ignores the big righteousness.

This scholar was assigned on the city wall, and he knew the rules of Mohist guarding the city. He had to order handwriting and was not allowed to go down the city wall.

Not to mention going down to the city at will, even if there is chaos in the city, the people on the city wall cannot leave at will, and there are too many words like "break" and "cut" on the notices read out.

This celebrity is usually forthright and polite to others, and the common people who defended the city together respect him quite a lot.

A few days ago, the Chu people attacked the city with Yangmen, and this man attacked and beheaded several Chu people, and was rewarded.

In his opinion, the friendly relationship between himself and the common people guarding the city can be regarded as friendship.

Just like Dayin once sponsored him once, if it was someone else, he would at most think it was acceptable, but it would be different if Dayin's identity could take the initiative to make friends with him.

Just like many assassins, maybe his friends are also very kind to him, and they also have their own pride in their hearts, but they can't escape the subconscious constraints of identity and blood: the same relationship, if it is a prince or noble, they will think it is very rare, after all, the other party Nobility.

So he thought that these common people guarding the city would not be an obstacle for him to spread the message, so he left the city after only saying a few words and was submerged in the night.

No one in the city knew where he went during the night, but when he came back, several swordsmen dressed in black with the Mo Zhe's night city inspection marks on their arms were waiting there.

Behind the swordsman was a dull commoner, pointing at the famous scholar and said, "It's him who went to the city at night and didn't have any seal."

The man holding the sword and ink took out a piece of paper, wrote a few words on it and said: "The giant has an order, and rewards and punishments are clearly defined. Those who can report those who do not obey the order and go to the city without permission will be rewarded with copper. After the siege is over, it will be sent to the city. In your hands, even if you die in battle, you will have children, parents and relatives."

The common people thanked them and left.

The celebrity knew that he was no match for these cold-faced ink swordsmen, but he couldn't help but feel betrayed, and shouted at the commoner: "I am a scholar, you are only a commoner, but I am with you!" Don't you appreciate your kind words? I am not afraid of death, and now I know the ignorance of the common people!"

The city guard and farmer wondered: "The Mohist said that everyone is a minister of heaven. Why do you speak to me as a scholar, and I want to be grateful? You go down to the city privately. After the city is broken, won't we suffer? Report you, Not only will the city not be destroyed and we will not suffer disaster, but there will also be copper as a reward, I don’t know why I don’t do it.”

The Nashi laughed a few times, and the Mozhe swordsman asked coldly: "Do you want to resist?"

The man suddenly drew his sword, and the three Mozhe swordsmen immediately surrounded him and asked, "Who did you go to see? Don't you tell me? You said that you can be exempted from capital punishment according to the law."

After saying that, the three of them were about to rush forward, but the man with his sword across his neck laughed and said, "It's over, why should I die? I won't say anything!"

Mo Zhe shouted: "You don't want to know how many people in the city will suffer when the city is destroyed?"

The man looked up to the sky and screamed, and said with his sword horizontally: "In the past when Yu Rang assassinated Zhao Xiangzi, he once said that a man would die for his confidant, and a woman would be the one who pleases him. If I die for my confidant, what do other people in the world do to me?"

He also said: "I am not such a fool who values ​​money and despise righteousness. You Mohists have the righteousness of Mohists, and I also have my own righteousness!"

After all, there is no nonsense, with a wave of the horizontal sword, blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground and died.

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On the city wall, there was more than one person who observed the bonfires outside the city, and the Mohists who guarded the city also passed the news back. Mo Di and some disciples went up to the city wall to watch, looking at the bonfires that were deliberately made, and they didn't know whether they were happy or angry. .

"There is a room in the city, and there are people who secretly communicate with Chu people. This is self-evident. It's just... I don't know what Chu people are going to do?"

Pointing to the bonfire in the distance, Shi replied, "Sir, my disciples think that Chu people can do whatever they want, so why should we think about what they are going to do?"

"If someone else is defending the city, it is natural to consider the attacking side in order to deal with it. But it is you, sir, who is defending the city. You are a person who can achieve 'a good defender and an attacker are invincible'. So we do not Don’t be passive, as long as we do it in our own way.”

Mozi glanced at Shi with a half-smile, and suddenly asked: "You said long ago that sending charcoal in the snow is the difference between icing on the cake. If you were the emperor of heaven, would you send cold snow in order to send charcoal?"

Shi felt slightly cold, thinking about this sentence, not knowing how to answer.

He is not the emperor of heaven, but he is looking forward to the situation that Mr. said: he is looking forward to the chaos in the city, looking forward to Song Gong being caught between the nobles and having nothing to rely on, looking forward to the power of the besieged nobles in Shangqiu being unable to use their fiefdoms. At that time, the Mohist became one of the three legs.

Therefore, even if he knew something, he was unwilling to stop it in advance, let alone he didn't know it at all.

So he asked back: "Sir, if you are the emperor of heaven, I'm afraid it will be very contradictory."

Mo Di smiled and asked, "Why?"

"It's cold and snowy, and those who burn charcoal are happy, but those who don't have clothes are bitterly cold; it's hot and scorching, and those who don't have clothes are cool, but those who burn charcoal are worried."

He avoided answering the question Mo Di really wanted to ask, but he couldn't hide it from Mo Di.

Mozi smiled, shook his head, and didn't talk about the topic again, just sighed: "There are wars among princes and nobles. When will this world be settled? If you say it will be one, then who can make it?"

The one that Mozi talked about is not just unity, but the one in the Mohist discourse.

Same meaning, same text, same track, unified world outlook and values, unified moral evaluation, unified funeral method...

Shi Ye sighed, and said after a while: "Sir, I'm afraid I won't be able to see it in my lifetime. It is impossible to form an alliance for the third time to eliminate soldiers."

Mo Di looked at the bonfire in the distance and said, "How could I not know? It's just that I know it, but I still look forward to it."

Shi gritted his teeth and said: "Sir, disciple, please don't expect it. You can imagine the battle between Gonggong and Zhurong in the past. If there is only a small amount of water and a bonfire in one stroke, it will be extinguished when it is extinguished. But the Mohists just let the fire and water separate. , until the fire ignites and becomes Zhurong, until the water converges and becomes Gonggong, who will be the stone to mend Buzhou Mountain?"

Mo Di stared at Shi for a long time, then sighed, "Killing one person can benefit the world, I don't hesitate. But killing ten thousand people can benefit the world, I will hesitate. What about you? Shi, kill 10 people to benefit the world." Thousands of people, would you hesitate?"

Shi hurriedly said: "I don't have that ability."

Mozi laughed and said: "You can't kill yourself, but you can watch others kill, but as long as you think it is beneficial, you may not stop it. I said, this is a good thing. Fortunately, what you think is beneficial , It’s benefiting the world. At least from now on, your so-called benefiting the world is right. I just suddenly remembered, if the benefit you wanted back then was not benefiting the world but powering the world, what would you do?”

Shi calmly said: "Naturally, I still want to become a Mohist. Because I am not from aristocratic background, even if I want to rule the world, I can only be among the Mohist. Sheng Chuo can become Tian Xiangziniu's retainer because of your words, and a senior brother can because of you A word from you becomes Zheng's minister, I think this is the best choice."

"So, sir, after you die, I'm afraid you don't know what I will become or what the rest of the disciples will become. I think with your wisdom, you have already thought about this issue."

Mozi smiled and said calmly: "Yes, I thought about it. But I'm not afraid anymore."

Shi also smiled and said: "Yes. You don't actually believe in ghosts and gods, so you thought so. And the ghosts and gods you hope are just to supervise the world. I think, when the Mohists appear Qiwuhuo, there are all kinds of selection of giants. After following the rules, clarifying the will of heaven, and clarifying the establishment of a paradise, you will not be afraid."

Mozi smiled and didn't answer, neither saying he believed it nor saying he didn't believe it, but if he didn't answer, he answered.

While speaking, a Mohist climbed from the bottom of the city and recounted what happened on the wall over there. Gong Zaoye sighed, shook his head and said, "Sir, can such a person be considered a righteous man?"

Mozi praised: "It is. It is. It's just that it is a small righteousness, not a big righteousness. This person is very good. If he believes in the righteousness of the Mohist, he will naturally die for the benefit of the world."

Shi Ye said: "This is like the love between a man and a woman. From the perspective of others, if a woman is trapped in it and cannot escape, they may expect that the inescapable person is themselves. But what others expect is this woman or this inescapable love." What about love?"

"If you fall in love with a woman because of inescapable affection, and the woman agrees, then there will be no inescapable affection. After all, you still have to figure out what you want?"

He is carefully reminding the giant and the people around him not to place hope in the extreme purity of Mohists, and not to strictly control the number of Mohists who join, but to lower some requirements appropriately.

Is Mohist going to be an extremely pure and self-depleted organization?Or relax the requirements, take advantage of the prestige after the siege is over, and recruit some people who are not so pure and not so self-suffering?
Everyone knows the elegant meaning after hearing the strings, and because the number of Mohist practitioners is too small nowadays, if such a demand for purity is made, it may really be difficult to achieve the wish of benefiting the world.

(End of this chapter)