warring states careerist

Chapter 38
In the distance, hundreds of Mohists were rushing towards this side, and several people were separated to outflank the village. After advancing and retreating, they were obviously familiar with each other, implying the method of army formation.

Shi is also the first time to see so many Mohists, seeing this posture, suddenly thought of a sentence.

A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops and horses come to meet each other, just like this scene.

Many of the Mohists did not carry swords, and some were craftsmen with axes in their hands.

They were all dressed in short brown, and surrounded by dust from all directions, they were truly unparalleled in their aura.

Now there are quite a lot of handicraftsmen, if in the future suitable farming methods and annealed cast iron are widely spread, and a large number of farmers join the Mohists, the ax and sickle can be the symbols of the Mohism.

It's a pity that Shi didn't have the right to speak at this time, otherwise Shi would have asked the little nobleman directly: "Where are you from? If you don't say it, you don't have a boss cover? Did you ask the hundreds of brothers behind me if you wanted to grab my territory?"

This kind of villain's mentality of success is vivid in his heart, but he doesn't show it on his face, he just secretly observes the advancement and retreat of these inkmen.

The little nobleman and his private servants did not dare to move, and the little nobleman kept telling those private servants not to mess around.

After a while, Mozi came to Shi's side and took a look.

After pondering for a while, he bowed and said: "Shi who practices the righteousness of the Mohist, I have met Mr."

He didn't say that he was a Mohist, but only that he was practicing Mohism.

If Mozi questioned him, he would say that he did not know the rules of the Mohists, and thought that he was a Mohist if he practiced the righteousness of the Mohist.

Mozi smiled, accepted the gift, and replied: "Uncut jade can be carved, and it is formed in August. You are the one who carves you. But who let you be moistened by the sun and moon in the stone to form uncut jade?" Woolen cloth?"

Just now he was about to answer, but Mozi waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to answer yet.

At this time, the little nobleman and others rushed over to greet him, and said one after another, "I have seen Mr. Mo Di."

Shi originally thought that Mozi would reason with the other party, and only acted when the other party was speechless.

Mozi didn't want to ask directly: "Did you come here by yourself? Or did someone ask you to come?"

When the little nobleman heard this question, he didn't want to say any more about whether it is suitable for planting and granting land, and he directly lowered his head and replied: "I saw the profit and came here spontaneously. Someone told me that there is treasure here. I heard that it is not suitable. Mo Zhe, that’s why I came here. If I knew that Shizhen was a disciple of Mr. Shi, how dare I come? Please forgive me, Mr.

Mozi looked calm, and said indifferently: "The rules of the Mo family, the Mohist has one heart. If you were a Mohist before, and you insulted him because of greed, I will choose one of the Mohist to fight with you. But you say That's right, he was just a practitioner of Mohism, not a Mohist, so fighting because of humiliation is avoided."

The little nobleman secretly wiped his sweat. At this time, there are not many written laws, and there are not many people who care about such things as murder, especially the death duel caused by insults is the cause of death accepted by everyone in the world. what's wrong.

The death of the murderer and the punishment of the wounded will not be until decades later after Shang Yang's reform.

Among the Mohists, there are many people who used to be brave and ruthless, and the little nobles also know that if they fight to the death with these people, how can they survive?
Even if he died, Si Cheng would not trouble Mo Zhe because of his death.

Mozi asked a few more questions, seemingly pondering, and said after a while, "You are greedy, but you don't get anything. I just want to ask you, do you want these rice seeds, but to save the world?"

You can lie about this kind of question at any time, but the little noble didn't even think about it, and replied directly: "No, it's just because of greed for personal gain."

Mozi nodded and said, "That's it. Although the child you whipped is not a Mohist, it is also for the righteousness of the world."

"I have always said that if you do right, you will be rewarded, and if you do wrong, you will be punished. As for right and wrong, you must use the will of heaven and righteousness as the rules to measure. This child is right, of course there must be rewards. This child does That's right, but he was beaten, so I have to do something for him, or else I will always be beaten when I do justice in the world, so what's the deal?"

Xiaogui was sweating coldly when he heard Yanzu, wondering what Mozi would do.

Mo Zi glanced at Gong Zaoye, and said slowly, "How about this, 37, break his arm."

Gong Zaoye nodded, and the little nobleman let out a long breath when he heard that it was interrupted instead of cut off.

He hastily untied his belt, exposed his left hand, and saluted Mo Zi, "Thank you, Mr. Mo Di."

"no need thank me?"

"Break this arm, let me put away my greed. Otherwise, I may lose my life in the future because of greed, so thank you."

Gong Zaoye nodded, drew out the bronze sword, and slapped it out suddenly, with the sound of wind, he slapped the man's arm with the spine of the sword.

With a click, the humerus fractured, and the little nobleman grunted, gritting his teeth and not shouting.

Gong Zaoye pointed to his face and said, "Remember me, my name is Gong Zaoye. If you want to seek revenge, come to me."

The little nobleman's face was pale, sweating from the pain, but he also knew that the tougher he was at this time, the more trouble he would have.

He is also a person who has seen some scenes, gritted his teeth and did not answer.

Seeing him like this, Mozi didn't say much, and waved his hand to let him go.

The little nobleman dragged his broken left arm, his aching shoulder kept shaking, but he saluted again.

He knew that this is how the Mohists acted. Since it was resolved at this time, he would treat it as if it did not happen in the future.

The broken bones in his arm were not done voluntarily by him, but by the government, so it was considered a shame, and he could seek revenge if he had the opportunity in the future.

But he is not stupid, this is a character who can beat Duke Lu Yang half-handedly, if he finds him to seek revenge, doesn't that mean he is too slow to die?
However, since Gong Zaoye let go of this sentence, it means that Mozi will not delve into the matter behind it.At this time, the lip he had bitten was covered in blood, and he was about to cry out in pain, but he forced himself to salute before leaving, not wanting any childish thoughts of revenge at all.

Those private relatives helped him into the carriage and left in a hurry. After walking dozens of feet, there was finally a scream in the carriage.

Shi secretly clicked his tongue, amazed at Mozi's way of handling this matter, it can be said that according to the Mozi's concept of right and wrong, right and wrong are clearly distinguished.

As for seeking revenge or something, the scream on the carriage that came after tens of feet had already explained the problem.

The Mohist next to him didn't take it seriously at all, and said in his heart that it should be like this. If the Mohist doesn't even have this means, how can he walk in the world?

After those people had left, Gongsun Ze was still standing beside him. He had already bowed before. Seeing that he hadn't left, Mozi asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"I want to ask you a question. It has nothing to do with what happened just now."

Mozi nodded and said, "Since that's the case, you can ask. Shi, come here."

Shi hurriedly came, Gongsun Ze was expressionless, as if he hadn't seen the scene of the broken arm at all, his face remained the same, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Shi, who did you hear about Xi Zhong's disability? And in which ancient book was it recorded?"

When Mozi heard this, he thought that he only knew Xi Zhong's combat vehicle, but he really didn't know about Xi Zhong's disability. What's going on?

Shi was also at a loss for a long time, only to realize that when he was talking nonsense with Gongsun Ze that day, he made up a story by himself.

He thought that Gongsun Ze was doing it for something else, but he never expected that it was because of such a nonsense that he didn't care about but just saw Gongsun Ze's carriage at the time.

In his mouth, it was nothing more than nonsense; but in Gongsun Ze's ears, this was a history that could not be understood and could not be let go.

At this time, Gongsun Ze asked in front of Mozi, saying that it doesn't matter if the answer satisfies you or not, but Mozi must be satisfied.

After thinking about it, he replied: "My Mohist debate technique is based on false statements..."

"If...then...; if...must...; if...then...these are all hypotheses."

"I said that Xi Zhong's disability was actually based on...then... this judgment. If Xi Zhong's legs and feet are disabled, he can still teach people to drive. If you don't know how to count nine, you must not teach people nine number."

"In my Mohist debate, there are major reasons, minor reasons, and no reason."

"The so-called major reason, Zi Mozi said, what is there is inevitable, what is not is not necessarily not; the so-called small reason is that what is not is necessary, what is not is not necessarily not."

"The big reason is that if there is A, there must be B, and if there is no A, there must be no B."

"A small story, if there is A, there may not be B, but if there is no A, there must be no B."

"No reason, there is no relationship between having A and having B, and there is no relationship between not having A and not having B."

"Knowing the number of nine is the story of being able to teach the number of nine. Knowing the number of nine may not be able to teach the number of nine, or you may not be able to teach it, or you may not be able to speak. But if you don't know the number of nine, you must not be able to teach the number of nine."

"If you are unable to drive because you have hand and foot disabilities, you cannot drive because you have hand and foot disabilities. People with hand and foot disabilities must not be able to drive, and those who drive must not be disabled without hands and feet."

"But being disabled is only a big reason why you can't drive, but it's not a reason why you can't teach driving. Therefore, people with hand and foot disabilities can be taught to drive, or they can't be taught to drive. Whether they can be taught depends on whether the disabled person can teach driving, not on whether the person with disabilities can teach driving. Is he handicapped?"

"As for whether Xi Zhong is really disabled, it doesn't matter in this argument."

The group of Mohists who said these words nodded repeatedly, savoring the taste, their eyes sparkling, and they all got quite a lot.

Many people think: "Mr. once said that if you are not a national scholar, you can't learn to be all-rounder. This Mr. Shi praised him for his ingenuity. I didn't expect this debate to be so powerful. The big reason, the small reason, and the reasonless theory, the master has said countless times. Once, but after he used A and B to discuss it, it was much easier to understand."

Mozi also nodded slightly. He also talked about dialectics when he was lecturing abroad, so it is not surprising that he can say these things.

In particular, the method of using A and B to make inferences is better than other methods of self-teaching, and it is so simple and clear for many disciples to explain the big story and the small story that are difficult to understand.

It's just that Mo Zhe nodded repeatedly at these words, but Gongsun Ze was confused.

It took a long time to understand the meaning, and said with a snort, "That is to say, you Mohist made up the matter of Xi Zhong's disability? Or do you Mohist only know these useless rhetoric skills?"

He had just seen Mo Zhe's methods with his own eyes, and he said these words at this time, which already made everyone admire.

Just as Shi was about to answer, one person jumped in front of Shi and replied: "Young master, what you said is absurd."

"The purpose of debate is to distinguish between right and wrong, to examine the law of chaos, to find out the similarities and differences, to examine the enlightenment of names and facts, to determine interests, and to resolve doubts. This is the way to explore the origin of all things. How can we say that Useless?"

"Besides, in debate, I agree with certain arguments, and I don't object to others' approval. I don't agree with certain viewpoints, and I don't ask others to disagree."

"The debate should not be about the length of the night or the ruler, or the amount of grain or strength. What is suitable for you is to argue that whether he can't shoot doesn't mean he can't teach shooting. It's not a debate with you about whether Xi Zhong is disabled. The problem."

"This is a hypothesis, not a fact. Therefore, the matter of hypothesis has no meaning outside of the debate. It exists or does not exist, and it does not affect the result that he wants to prove that shooting is not necessarily impossible to teach shooting."

"I said that if I die, then my wife will be a widow. Within this question, even if I am alive, I am dead, but outside the question I am not dead, otherwise I cannot raise this question."

Gongsun Ze listened to these mixed and unclear words to his ears, regardless of the hundreds of Mohists around him, he laughed loudly and said: "You are eloquent and eloquent, but that's it, it's useless to measure your Mohist debate skills. Who are you?" ?”

The man replied: "Both of my parents died when I was a child. I have learned a lot, but I only learned one art of debate, and I am four disciples of my husband, so I am called debate. Xi wants to argue with it, just as a hungry person sees corn, and a dry land sees rain."

"Listen to your words, I know you don't know how to argue. I also heard that you once fought with Shibi. If you are not convinced, you can compare with others. Since I am a Mohist, I am one-hearted, and I am alone, and I just want to accompany you."

"It's just that among us Mohists, there are many people who can compare with you, but those who can argue with me, except Mr. I haven't seen it for a long time, and please ask for the beauty of adults. Zhongni said: the beauty of a gentleman is the beauty of adults; the evil of not adults. The villain is the opposite. Please also ask for the beauty of adults, I have been thirsty for a long time."

"Tell me, is it shooting? Comparing memorizing classics? Comparing nine numbers? Comparing swordsmanship? Comparing driving a car? Comparing carpentry? Comparing farming? Comparing carving? Comparing pottery? Comparing building houses? Comparing river earthwork? Comparing the method of army formation? Compared with the art of defending the city? Compared with smelting copper and gold? Compared with carving jade..."

Every time he said a word, a person stood up from behind, and after making the etiquette of asking for advice, they all looked at Shi with pitiful eyes.

The heart said 54 held back for a long time, why do you have to talk about debate in front of him?Well, I can always sleep well these days...

Hearing this, Mozi smiled and said nothing, and said in his heart: "It's very good for this child. Although good, those things in his "Land of Paradise" can't be without others. He has a great mind, but he has no great skill. Hands. Mohists have a single heart and a skillful heart and hands. Very good! Very good!"

(End of this chapter)