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Chapter 609 The Sun of Mount Tai (End)

The angry old aristocrats shouted loudly, and many of them lowered their heads in shame, their faces blushing, thinking that this was right...

The old noble was about to continue talking, but he didn't want Sun Pu to sneer and shouted, "Miao Yi!"

"You fight for the prince, and if the prince wants to reward you, he should reward you with what he owns. But he rewards you with the land that should belong to the people of the world. What's the difference?"

"You have made great achievements for the prince, and your scars should be shown to the prince, not to the thousands of people. Does your scar have anything to do with them?"

"What have the scars on your body brought to the people below? Is it wealth? Or a better life? Is it wealth? Or more land?"

"You didn't bring anything to the people. It's like you sacrificed to the war god of the five parties, but complained that it didn't rain. What do the scars on your body have to do with the people?"

Since he wanted to be sensational, Sun Pu interrupted, not only making his sensationalism meaningless, but also turning the topic back to the ultimate basic question: Who owns the land?

If the land belongs to the vassals, then what the old aristocrat said today is absolutely correct. He captured the land for the vassals and obtained the rewards from the vassals, but the people want to leave. It is equivalent to robbing: if I take away something given to a third party by others, that is robbing.

But if the land does not belong to the princes, then the remarks made by the old nobleman today are nonsense.No matter how many scars you have on your body, what does it have to do with the public?The people only want their own things back, but you say how much suffering you have gone through to get these things, even though you are crying, it is useless.

Many people who were ashamed just now suddenly woke up. They all remembered the various propaganda of the Mohist school in the past month. People always like the truth that is beneficial to themselves. Others take care of the house, but they come to me to ask for food, and say how much they have suffered in housekeeping... If I have a surplus, I can give it to it. But if I don’t have it, I should be driven away. You have suffered What does it have to do with us?"

The old aristocrat on the stage was bare-chested and speechless. Although the summer wind was warm, it was indecent to be naked.

At this time, it doesn't matter whether you put it on or continue to take it off, the scars all over your body, as Sun Pu said, are like the severed hands and feet of those beggars on the street, which is ridiculous at once.

When the topic turned back to the question of who should own the land, the Mohists were already invincible. Even if the old nobles or their retainers were eloquent, it was impossible to argue against the Mohists on this issue.

For this reason, I have prepared for 20 years and perfected the entire Mohist theory system. Not to mention the old aristocrats, even those celebrities from giant cities and big cities cannot refute the Mohist on this issue.

The only thing that can refute the Mohists is the physical annihilation. However, the tens of thousands of volunteers on Sishang have gone through this battle and are suitable for the unsuitable situation prepared for Wei, Zhao, Han and Chu. I am afraid that no prince will dare to think about this issue within ten years.

The body cannot be destroyed, and the reason cannot be debated. This is the situation faced by the old nobleman at this time, and there is nothing he can do.

Calling the old aristocrat today was not to discuss with him at all, but just to be a puppet, to let the people see their speechless appearance, and let the people know that the Mohist truth can be said. These aristocrats are speechless.

As for the old aristocrat himself, Sun Pu didn't take it to heart at all. The Mohists even captured the king. How could a mere sergeant be worth a lot of thought?
Suppressing the mouth of the old nobleman, taking advantage of the embarrassing situation where the old nobleman was full of anger but could not express it, and the scars that he was showing off with his bare upper body now looked like a begging severed hand, the Mohists intentionally guided the old nobleman and his retainers to continue Debate, and then use the Mohist's superb debate skills and the propaganda and agitation that the Xuanyi Department is best at, to refute them one by one, and then attract the secret cheers of the people.

Sun Pu thought to himself: "Like Sishang drama, a one-man show is not very good-looking. It must be accompanied by someone to have a taste."

After a round of rebuttals until noon, Sun Pu told a story again based on what the old nobleman had said before.

"In the past, Chu's supporter was good at shooting, and he was unparalleled in the world. He tasted shooting in the home garden, and the one who had a chopping wheel stood on the tree and stood there, looking at it, and did not go for a long time. When he saw his hair piercing through the poplar, he nodded slightly."

"Uncle Yang asked: 'Do you know how to shoot? Am I good at shooting?' The one who cut the wheel said: 'There is no one else, but you are familiar with it'."

"Uncle Yang said angrily: 'Er'an dare to lighten my shot!' The wheel cutter said: 'I know it by cutting the wheel shaft. , bearing ten stones. Because he said: 'I have no other, but I am familiar with it'."

"The foster uncle worships and obeys."

This is a very simple story of an oil seller, but there is no oil seller at this time, and oil is still a luxury in the village, so the old man who makes wheels is used instead.

There are always many stories of the Mo family, and the carpenter of the Mo family is also unique, so when this story was first told by Shi Shi, Mo Zi nodded and smiled, knowing that it was false, but he had to admit the truth in it.

But telling stories is never for the sake of telling stories. When Sun Pu talked about this story today, when everyone heard it with gusto, Sun Pu said: "Nowadays driving, fencing, charging, and drawing a bow, isn't this just a one-handed man?" Is it about Shuer?"

"He only said that he was able to fight bravely, but he didn't say why he was able to fight ten against one. Could it be because of blood? Could it be said that the noble is more noble and the humble is always humble, and martial arts are all inherited from the blood?"

Speaking of this, someone had already figured out the question, and Sun Pu shouted, "That's not the case. It's just because he is familiar with it and has practiced it all year round."

"But why can't you practice? Why can he practice?"

"Because he can eat without crops, but you have to be busy with crops. If you don't have enough to eat, how can you practice?"

"Because when his house is leaking, you have to do hard labor to repair the house for the lord, and after you repair it, your own house with air leakage is waiting for you."

"Because you can't afford a bow, but he can afford it, but he neither farms nor harvests, neither hunts nor hunts, neither works nor does business, how can he afford it? His money and his food are all Where did it come from?"

"With the wealth created by your hard work, you still laugh at your poverty and impoliteness, your inability to draw a bow, and your inability to fencing a sword, and then say that it all comes from blood and ancestors. Isn't it ridiculous?"

"I don't have anyone else, but I'm familiar with it. Is this the truth that can be proved? The Mohist righteous teacher, there are many peasants and businessmen in the past, and they often practice. Jishui restrains Pingyin...Why can the people in Sishang practice? Because they are full, and because they are warmed up."

"But why are they able to eat and wear warm clothes? Why can't you? Why are the people in Sishang as hungry as you 20 years ago, and why can they capture the two kings and the Dashengqing doctor 20 years later?"

From the supposedly simple and familiar little truths to the essential issues of land ownership and feudal obligations, they finally ignited the emotions of this gathering, and finally said the important things that the Mohists really want to do in the world.

An old Mohist who was born in the Xuanyi Department, when it comes to debate, I am afraid that no one in Liang's place can argue. Moreover, today it is not about debate but incitement, which is the specialty of the Xuanyi Department.

Taking advantage of the time when his rhetoric was winning and the old nobleman was irrefutable, Sun Pu did not decisively announce the division of land. Although the location had already been divided according to population and distance, for the sake of fairness, it had to be decided by lottery.

Today has already won a complete victory. At this time, if due to hundreds of years of habits and fears, some people shrink back and panic about being retaliated during the lottery, that would be bad.

The days are still long, and Sun Pu is not in a hurry.

In the next few days, more and more people began to gather together to discuss what the Mohists called the lottery of dividing land, and more and more people quietly came to their favorite land to watch the corn growing on the land , Smelling the fragrance of green grass, reluctant to part.

Shu Guitian is also busy with this matter these days. He has to write each land deed, with his first and last name blank, but only clearly specifying the location and size of the land, which will be used when the land is allocated by lot in the future.

However, not all of them were handwritten. This time, the Mohists used woodblock printing to print 10,000+ title deeds with some vacant content. After distribution, they only need to fill in the city, village, land location, and owner.

The rest of the content is printed, which not only reduces the workload, but also fills the land deeds that have been issued in Jibei, are being issued along the Wenshui River, and have not yet been issued in some places. sex".

The people may not be able to read, but for this title deed, they will recognize the seal on the title deed and know exactly what the Mo family behind the seal is going to do.

The people may not be able to read, but for this title deed, they will learn to write their own names in Mohist cursive script, and know how to write and look like "Northern Mountains" and "Southern Mountains" that they have been chanting all year round. After all, it's theirs.

Moreover, the number symbols commonly used by the Mohists are used on this land deed, and there are also characters from one to ten on the printed text around the land deed.

The Mohists will not let go of any opportunity for publicity, nor will they let go of any opportunity for "one world", including righteousness, words, good and evil.

At noon that day, Sun Pu and a few Mohists walked on the land that had already been measured, looked at the people quietly watching from a distance, and smiled slightly.

The sun shines on this land, the corn is still growing, it is not yet mature, but it already has the taste of sunshine, that is the most attractive part of corn.

The Mohist next to him asked the question that had been discussed all along.

"When is the time to strike while the iron is hot?"

Sun Pu sniffed the faint floral fragrance of corn in the air, and said with a smile, "It's autumn harvest time."

Everyone looked at the land, felt the temperature of the sun, and realized something.Yes, the autumn harvest is the time when the temptation of the land is the greatest.

But now, the sun is still hot, it seems to be still early, besides, shouldn't it be the time for the Linzi Army to be defeated while the iron is hot?

Sun Pu, who just went to Boyi for a meeting a few days ago, smiled and didn't answer, the situation in the world, the Mohists can stay here not only in autumn, but also in winter.

He looked to the northwest, which was the direction of Boyi where the Mohist command post was located, and said in his heart, "School Manager, the iron here is ready, when will the fire in your place be heated?"

Thinking of this, I smiled and thought of the little request made by those young people who are busy doing things now.

This is the yang of Mount Tai, the yang of Mount Tai where Zimozi preached to Qinzi, you must go and see it.

Sun Pu thought to himself, why didn't he want to?When one day he climbed to the top of Mount Tai to watch the sunrise, he thought, at that time, the brilliance of Mohism’s morality must have covered the sun of Mount Tai and the yin of Wenshui like the golden glow of the morning sun.

(End of this chapter)