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Chapter 813 Controversy Difficulty ([-])

In fact, there is no shortage of such people in the world who are suitable for asking Xu Xi.

At least 20 years ago, there were hundreds of Mohists who were pure Mohists, and there were thousands of Mohists who fought for the benefit of the world, weathered the wind and rain, and died without hesitation.

At least for now, there are more than a thousand people in the farmhouse who are full of ideals, true equality, and compassion.

It looks like a lot, but Zhu Xia is too big, and there are more than a thousand people in it, just like the stone Jingwei threw into the East China Sea.

So what the Mohists are going to do and what they have been doing is not simply rebelling, but changing the material foundation and class attributes of the world, so that the number of vanguards is increasing, and more and more people are fighting for the interests of their own class. more.

The Mohist school is not a peasant family, because the Mohist school has been a theory of the interests of the city's handicraftsmen, industrialists and businessmen from the beginning.

Up to now, Xu Xi looked at the "social survey" given to him by the Mo family about the townships that the farm family would govern in the future, and Xu Xi seemed to understand why the Mo family sent them here.

Xu Xi took the water gourd from his disciples, took a sip of water, and suddenly asked his son Xu Xingdao, "What do you think a farmer is?"

Xu Xing didn't know how to answer, so he could only say: "Farmers are very poor and poor. They bear the world's labor, food, and military service, and they are the most affected by the world's war."

Xu Xi smiled, put down the gourd filled with water, looked at the yellowed fields and cultivated land in the distance, and sighed bitterly: "You have learned the numbers on Sishang, those strange but very useful counting symbols."

"What is a farmer? A farmer is the zero in the strange number Siakam uses."

"A hundred zeros, a thousand zeros, 1 zeros, and still zeros."

"The zero sum is important, but more importantly, the one two three four five in front of the zero."

"Otherwise, no matter how many zeros there are, it's still zero."

Xu Xing had learned Sishang Nine Numbers, as well as those strange numbers that were different from the previous Nine Numbers, but were more convenient to write and calculate.

Zero is something of a magician in those numbers.

What his father said seems to be right, no matter how many zeros there are, they are still zeros, what matters is the number in front of the many zeros.

Xu Xing asked, "Father still thinks that what farmers in the world need are sages?"

Xu Xi nodded and said: "Yes. The monarch is one two three in front, then the zeros behind will make the monarch stronger; the real sage is one two three in front, then the zeros in the back will have meaning .”

"The peasants of the Song Dynasty are like this, and so are the peasants of Wei Chu and Han Qi. We people have a heart of compassion and a desire to make the peasants live better, so we can make the peasants live better. In fact, if the monarchs of the world have this heart , is the same."

"I've been thinking, is the Mohist's path right? In the future, there will be no monarch, or a wise man will be chosen as the emperor. Who will restrain those merchants and workshop owners?"

"Rely on one zero after another? No matter how many zeros there are, it's still zero, nothing."

"But the number before zero can be one or two. I hope there is a force that can suppress those profit-seeking businessmen."

Xu Xing has been in Sishang for the past few years. He has read many books by the Mohists, listened to many speeches by the Mohists, and read too many Mohist newspapers. However, he has some objections to his father's words.

Even if my father is right, the farmer is indeed one zero after another, but Sishang's approach is to rely on reason and God's will, not human will but God's will as reasoning, to come up with one or two in front of zero. Which one is three four five.

Xu Xing believes in the words of the Mohists, there may be Dayu and Shang Tang in the world, but there may also be Xia Jie and Shang Zhou. Only the will of heaven is eternal. People should follow the way of heaven and follow the sky. Pin the hope of the world on the civil and military sage king.

If there is a will of heaven, if it is in line with the will of heaven, everyone can become a saint king. The difference between a saint king and ordinary people may be because the way of a saint king is naturally in line with the will of heaven.

But Tianzhi's rational inference is what the peasant family lacks, and it is also the main reason why the Mohist criticizes the peasant family as utopian.

Hearing what his father said, Xu Xing asked: "Father, if we try our policies in these townships and truly realize that the tiller has the land and the price is the same, then in fact we are still subject to Sishang."

"For example, ironware, which cannot be produced by one person during the slack time."

"Even if it can be produced during the slack season, even if we have the same price, even if Sishang has huge profits, it is still cheaper than our own production."

"What shall we do? To use it? Or not to use it?"

"Like now, even if the people are given the land, they all need Sishang's help, such as farm tools, plowshares, horses and oxen."

"The Mohists say that they will be repaid with food in the future, so don't we still need a government that the Mohists call must have?"

"The Mohists have always said that our idea can only be realized in a small country with few people. Without everything outside, it may be possible to keep in touch with each other."

"But the world is the world after all, we can't jump out, and we can't escape."

Xu Xi shook his head and said: "Son, you are wrong. The world is the world. If the world is divided into thousands of countries, small countries with few people, chickens and dogs who know each other, grow old and die, and sages from all over the world work side by side with the people. Prices, no communication, thousands of countries choose their own sages, there is no center of the world, no four directions of merchants, is this not the world?"

Xu Xing shook his head and said: "Father's words are reasonable, but they can't be done. The world shouldn't be like this, and it can't be like this. Iron from Sishang, salt from Huaibei, cotton from Song Dynasty, cotton from Yuedi Qilin seaweed ash... the world is no longer possible to be a small country with few people who never communicate with each other."

"What the Taoists say is to abandon the sage and abandon the wisdom and return to the natural state. That is just an escape. What is escaped is the war at this time, and what the Mohists call inevitable pain in the future."

"As far as we are concerned, we are in charge of several townships. In fact, we can do a good job, really can do a good job. But have you ever thought about why we can do a good job?"

How could Xu Xi not know what his son meant, and sighed: "Why don't I know? Four years ago, I argued with Shizi about my experiment in a farmhouse in Chudi, and Shizi said that it was because of the state seal of Chu You don’t need to pay taxes or serve in the military under the special care of the king, but it’s only better than other places in Chu.”

"It's actually the same now. The Mohists have military strength to guarantee, and they can lend us money, ironware and agricultural tools. Our jurisdiction is only a few villages, not the vast world. Maybe we can do well... But I always feel that the world should not be the Mohist family. The described appearance, or do some roads have to be walked to cross the unfathomable abyss?"

Xu Xing sighed: "Father, we can't do anything. Without industry and commerce, we can only be controlled by the Mohists, and we are not qualified to negotiate the same price. Farmers get the land and want more, and they will I will plant whatever Sishang wants... We can buy and sell at the same price, but Sishang will not allow it, what price should they sell or what price should they sell, what can we do?"

He pointed to the "social survey" and said with a wry smile, "Father, look at the survey on it. Besides the land, what do we have besides the wheat, cotton, corn, and millet produced by the land?"

"There are no ironware, no Qilin, no paper and grass... nothing, we can't live without Sishang."

Xu Xing looked at his father's face, hesitated for a long time, and said very carefully: "Actually, all this is not impossible to solve. We can open our own workshop and learn everything about Sishang, but in that case, we and Sishang will have different problems." What's the difference? Don't you have to go the same way as Sishang for the money for the start-up and the craftsmen and labor required for the start-up?"

"But if we don't start the business, we won't be able to achieve a small country with a few people who don't communicate with each other, so we are inseparable from Sishang. We can't do without Sishang. Those people in Sishang sent us here because they just dislike us for being noisy and just want to Let us understand this truth..."

Xu Xi looked at his son and asked back, "What's the point?"

Xu Xingdao: "The inseparable Tianxia is the Mohist's definition of the world. A small country with few people is not the Mohism's desired world. The same text, same meaning, same benefits, north-south business exchanges, and east-west interests are connected, and the world is full of prosperity. Lilai, all the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit, goods flow, and trade is rife, so that Zhao cannot be Zhao, and Chu cannot be Chu... This is what the Mohists have always wanted to do."

"Father thought that the Mohists really wanted us to realize our morality, our expectations for the world, and our ideals of sages and people farming side by side, and the same price between market and business, so that they sent us to try it in Shuxiang, Song Dynasty. ?”

Xu Xing bowed and bowed solemnly: "Father, no. The Mohists just want us to be their officials, lend our hands to do what they want to do, and their people will be freed up for other uses."

Xu Xi couldn't stop laughing, looked at his son, and asked, "Is it important? What does the Mohists want us to do, what do we think of us, and even use us... Are these important?"

"Even if we only count townships, at least we can realize our morality - to make farmers' lives better. Although we can't achieve the same price, at least it is better than before. Then even if we die from this, it is considered Giving up our lives for righteousness is also considered our own righteousness.”

"As for the future, what will happen to the world is still unknown. After all, there will be a large number of farmers in the world. When one day business and industry harm the interests of farmers, our righteousness will eventually be remembered."

"Not now, but I believe that one day, the world will be dominated by small farmers."

"One day, the sages and the people will plow and eat together. Those who plow will have their fields. There will be no taxes and no taxes. The market will pay the same price. The same amount of labor will be exchanged for the same amount of goods. Merchants will not be able to benefit from the farmers. Handicraftsmen can't benefit from farmers and achieve true fairness and equality in Zhuxia and Kyushu. I worked for a year and got a thousand catties of grain; you worked for a year and made a hundred feet of cotton cloth, so one foot of cotton cloth Just exchange ten catties of grain... Unlike now, the weavers in Sishang produced a hundred feet of cotton cloth in a year, but they took away two thousand catties of grain, and the cost of one thousand catties was removed, and the remaining thousand catties were bought by spinning wheels to produce more. This is fair Is it equal?"

When Xu Xi said this, his eyes shone brightly, and his tone became more and more excited. Many disciples stood beside him, with strong emotions. Even though he knew that the Mohists were just using them this time, it still didn’t matter. The important thing was that they were just like the Mohists. , are working hard for their own righteousness, at all costs.

They believed Xu Xi's words that one day, the world would be dominated by small farmers, and the future was unknown.

(End of this chapter)