warring states careerist

Chapter 32

In the capital city of the Song Kingdom, there are already many Mohists gathered from all over the place.

The Song people in the city didn't think it was different, and the Mohist had seen it a lot, so they were used to it and were not surprised.

Mozi has been back for a few days, dressed exactly the same as half a year ago, but he is not in the same mood as he was teaching his disciples under the tree more than half a year ago.

The matter of Sheng Chuo, the matter of Xiang Ziniu, those Mohists in Qi who gave up righteousness for their salary... All kinds of incidents made his heart heavy, and he also knew that this incident would trigger a new round of battle for hegemony in the Central Plains. The Song State in the middle will inevitably suffer disaster no matter how it is elected.

It was not late at night, he was in the house looking at a few pieces of bamboo slips in a daze, when Qin Huali pushed the door open and called Mr.

"You came just in time."

Mozi smiled and told Qin Huali to sit down.

Qin Huali wanted to ask about Shi, but he didn't open his mouth when he heard Mr. said that he came just in time.

It happened just in time, which meant that Mo Zi had something to say.

"Li, in the battle of Linqiu, Qi will be defeated. The soldiers of the Three Jin Dynasties cannot be stopped by Qi. At this time, the Tian family is busy fighting internally, and has no intention of resisting. The defeat is irreversible."

When Qin Huali was studying Confucianism, there was a character, the word Shenzi.After rebelling against Confucianism and returning to Mozi, everyone called him by his first name, and Mozi was a gentleman, so he directly called him Li.

Mozi sighed, shook his head with a bitter face, and said: "Dong Song was expelled from Sicheng back then, and he regained his position with the help of Chu people, and he will also use the power of Chu people to suppress the six families. I went to see Song Gong yesterday. , He said that if the three Jins win, they will go to Luoyi for pilgrimage; Chu Guoqiang will go to Yingcheng for pilgrimage.

"Hey, I told him to prepare in advance, but he didn't listen. Besides, the oath of the past is still there. The affairs of the Song Kingdom cannot be decided by Song Gong alone. It needs to be decided by the three families of Dai, Huang and Zi."

"Li, do you still remember the last time Chu attacked Song?"

Qin Huali nodded and said: "Remember, I understand what you mean. You must be prepared for the possibility of being attacked, so you may not be attacked. What made the king of Chu retreat was not the husband's tongue, but the ability to fight against Chu in the city. The three hundred inkmen and the large amount of food prepared in advance."

Mozi smiled and nodded, this disciple who knew his mind best said what he wanted to say in one word.

That's the thing about conquests. The basis for your not wanting to be beaten is that you have the ability to beat others.This is a simple and weird inference, but many monarchs don't think so at all.

"Jin and Chu fought for hegemony for a hundred years after the battle of Zichengpu. In the past few years, there were turmoil in Jin and the six lords were fighting each other, and Chu was strong. Now that the three Jins are working together, if Song goes to Luoyi for a pilgrimage, how can Chu be willing to give up? When the time comes What should we do if we encircle Song Dynasty again?"

"There was a great famine last year, and Song Gong was repairing the palace last year. There was not much food in the city. There is not much food in the city, so it won't last long. Even if you want Sanjin to come to rescue, how can you get there in time?"

When Qin Huali heard the words, he also sighed and said: "Yes, sir understands this kind of reasoning, but sir is unable to do it. In the great famine last year, many people died of famine, but it is a pity that the black jade, sweet potatoes, ghost fingers, etc. If things hadn’t appeared earlier, if they had appeared earlier, not to mention overcoming the famine, everyone would have more food in their hands, and they could keep it longer.”

When Mozi heard those strange words, he thought it was a kind of food from Chu State. Hearing what Qin Huali said, he knew that it must be a kind of thing that can prepare for famine, or a transliteration that exists but has never been heard. , or some kind of crop in Chu.

He wasn't thinking about it, so he didn't ask any more questions.

The prophecy of Chu State is different from that of Song State. At that time, Chu State ordered Yin to sleep with his cousin, who gave birth to a baby and threw it into the wild to hide her ugliness. As a result, the baby was fed by a tiger and was given a strange name of Gu Yutu.

Countries in the Central Plains are quite puzzled by this name, but it is actually very simple.Chu people call the milk that feeds them Gu, and the tigers they call Yutu, so this name is very strange.

Ke Ruo free translation, is a child who grew up on the tiger's milk.

Mozi thought it was another story about Yu Tu and Gu, and he was just a little surprised, then he thought about how to defend the city, how to negotiate with Mozi to prevent such things from happening again.

But Qin Huali had heard Liuzhi talk about those new grains, and knew it was a big deal, so he said: "The sweet potatoes and potatoes yield ten stones per mu. The Chu people must be slow when they send troops. If there are enough seeds, they will rush to plant them. No matter how much wheat is harvested, there may not be enough food!"

These words finally caught Mozi's attention. He is well-informed and knows that there is absolutely no grain in the world that can yield ten shi per mu, which is nearly 400 catties per mu. The number of acres is a quantity that even Mozi was shocked.

He immediately asked: "This moyu, sweet potato, etc., where did you see it?"

Just one sentence, Qin Huali was stunned for a moment, and asked: "Don't you know, sir?"

Mozi sighed and said: "Back then, Zhong Ni said that the world's knowledge is endless, and it is true. I have never heard the names of these kinds of grains. Especially that Moyu, is it still the same as that of Moyu?" Is it related to the Mo family?"

After saying this, Qin Huali understood that that person is not a student of the master at all, and even whether he is a Mohist is a matter that needs to be considered.

This person did a lot of things there, and borrowed the name of Mohism, could it be that he was doing something ulterior?
But after thinking about the child's words, what is there for this Mohist to pretend?The Mohist has the will of heaven, the order of the giant, and the rules and regulations. As Mozi said, whether it is right or not, the rules are measured.Pretending to be a Mohist is to risk the consciousness of a giant who will walk into the sea of ​​fire at the first order, so it doesn't matter if you don't pretend.

Unable to make up his mind, he recounted the things he heard during the day one by one.

Mozi listened all the time, nodding his head in praise from time to time, clapping his hands occasionally for inspiration, and occasionally frowning as if he didn't agree with some practices.

This story is too wonderful, and Qin Huali told it for a long time, until he talked about the wheat, the wooden seed spreader, etc. He either saw it with his own eyes or heard about it, and asked: "Sir, is this suitable? Your disciple, if he does this, is it going to be detrimental to my Mo family?"

Mozi's memory is excellent, when Qin Huali said this, he thought of what happened more than half a year ago, the son of a shoemaker with beautiful eyebrows.

Qin Huali asked him if he recognized him, and Mozi smiled and said, "This kid... I really met him, and I even praised him that he can be carved."

Immediately repeating some of the remarks under the juniper tree, Mozi sighed: "At that time, I thought, how could he, the son of a shoemaker, know those things? Now it seems that I was wrong."

Qin Huali said again: "Sir, I don't know. That man has done great things in the village and is famous for several times. More than a hundred people listened to him preaching what he said about the meaning of Mohism. Since Mr. did not teach him, is he really Just by hearing about it, did you realize the great righteousness of the Mo family? Or is he from another family who wants to harm my Mo family?"

I also thought of the things I heard that I did, whether it was in my mind or in my behavior, I could be called a Mohist.

He asked again: "Sir, if this person doesn't have bad intentions, is he considered a Mohist?"

When Mozi heard this, he laughed for a while, and slowly told a story.

"Li, if there is a thing with fiery red fur, four-parted hooves, horns on its head, big eyes, it can pull carts, and it is seven or eight feet high. If it is a female, it can have a calf with a bull; if it is a male Yes, it can mate a cow to give birth to a calf. But some people insist that it is a pig, so is it a pig or a cow?"

Qin Huali smiled and said, "This is a cow."

"Li, if there is a herd of cattle that is so large that it can hold all the cattle in the world. One day, the herd said that anyone who is in the herd is a cow; anyone who is not in the herd is definitely not a cow. As I said above Is that a cow to the herd, but not in the herd?"

Qin Huali frowned in thought, shook his head, and seemed to think of something suddenly, and said, "Mr., you mean to ask me, is our Mo family a cow? Or a herd of cows?"

Mozi clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "You are the one who understands my reasoning best. We are a herd of cattle, not cattle. If there is no herd of cattle, tigers and wolves will be irresistible, and we will not be able to do anything if we go east, west, north, south."

"Is he a Mohist? No. Is he doing what a Mohist should do? Yes. But in the end, he is not a Mohist."

Qin Huali nodded, knowing that Mr. has always demanded a Mohism, a giant, a kind of rules, a kind of righteousness, and a kind of view of right and wrong.

Only in this way can the righteousness of the people be gathered into one righteousness, and the same will be shared.

However, before that, without the teaching of the Mohist, it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing, so anyone who does that must be the Mohist.

But now this person named Shi is in an unprecedented situation. He claims to be a Mohist, but he is not a Mohist.

Qin Huali didn't know what to do for a while, Mozi laughed again: "According to the story just now, there are two kinds of cattle in the world. One is within the herd and the other is outside the herd. If this It would be unwise for an ox not to drive out the horses mixed in with the herd, and not to pull the oxen out of the herd into the herd!"

"This one is just the opposite of Sheng Chuo, and also the opposite of those 'Mohists' who only know small righteousness and salary but don't know great righteousness. This person's entry into Mohism is of great benefit to my Mohist family, and it is also a great deal to recruit you back this time." Favorable. Do you want to win? Or do you want to? This is the choice that all ink practitioners must make this time."

Hearing this, Qin Huali finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said that as long as the husband personally asks, he will know whether this person has evil intentions.

He thought about those things in the village community, and said with a smile: "I don't know if this person has evil intentions, but I know that this person is quite courageous."

"He once told everyone in the village that when he came back from Qi, he would come to him and ask him to help him make a carpentry tool. He said that he could plow a hundred mu of land a day with oxen and horses... If this statement is true, He is really not afraid of his disguised identity being exposed."

Mozi was originally a person who liked to study very much, and he was very happy when he heard about woodworking tools. He hurriedly asked a few words, and Qin Huali repeated the simple gadget of hammering wheat seeds.

He is very clever, and after a little thought, he figured out the key point. He clapped his hands and said: "It is good for people to call it a coincidence, but it is not good for people to call it a clumsy! This thing is very good! This person is very clever!"

After clapping his hands, he didn't know what he thought of, the joy faded from his face, but what was left was the loneliness of some indescribable old people.

Mozi is old, but he seldom laments that he is old, and even more rarely shows such a lonely look, which makes Qin Huali very puzzled.

After a while, Mo Zi suddenly stood up, sighed towards the south, and untied his waist belt, actually thinking about others when he saw things.

Qin Huali knew that Mo Zi would never marry him, and he had no woman he yearned for, and he didn't hear such flowers as Zhong Ni seeing Nan Zi, so the belt would not be a gift from a woman.

"Decades ago, I went to Ying City to meet with Gongshu Ban, and argued about the attack on Song Dynasty. I took off my belt and used it as a city wall, and attacked each other, and finally defeated him by half. When I left, I gave him the belt, He gave me the belt. Now that the Sri Lankan has passed away, and I am also old, when it comes to the exquisite woodwork at this time, no one can surpass me and Gongshu Pan."

Mozi raised his belt, sighed and said, "Just now I heard you say that you can plant a hundred acres of wooden tools, and I couldn't help feeling it. When I was young, I was aggressive and competitive. Whatever Gongshuban made, I would definitely Respond. If he is still here now, what can I do if I admit defeat? Working with him, according to what Nashi said, how many hungry people in the world can be relieved by making all kinds of utensils that conform to the will of heaven and save manpower? How many hardworking people can solve the world's troubles?"

"I once told Gongshu Pan that it is good for people to call it a coincidence, but it is not good for people to call it clumsy. He took it very seriously, and since then he has no longer made wooden kites and other clever things. If he is still alive, he will definitely make one. This thing is the most proud work in my life!"

Mozi slowly narrated the old things decades ago, holding this belt, he realized for the first time that he was old.

It's not that I'm afraid of death, it's that I'm afraid that something that benefits the world won't be made in time, and won't benefit the world in time.

　PS: 3:9, [-]:[-], and two more as possible in the future. . . .Novices, newcomers, everything is more tolerant.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)