warring states careerist

Chapter 84
I know that if there is no accident, it is a foregone conclusion that Mo Zhe will take over the power of sacrifice.

This means that the Mohists will also bear the anger of the people brought about by possible natural disasters.

It's a gamble.

He has read some history books, but he is not good at it. He has never heard of a severe drought this year.

Moreover, all countries have been busy fighting wars in recent years, from south to north, in a mess.The Da Yue clan in the Western Regions has also gradually changed from a tribe to an early state, and even the Western Regions and grasslands are doing well, which shows that the weather has been favorable and the weather has been humid and warm in recent years.

The chances of winning are huge, and there is nothing foolproof in the world, you can gamble with an [-]% certainty.

Looking back, I saw that Qin Huali had retreated to the back to have a secret talk with the elder Wu Zhu, and those young Wu Zhu who said something wrong also stopped talking.

It is appropriate to guess that Qin Huali should first say something that seems to be about to give in or share a profit, so as to convince them and create more time for him.

That being the case, I don't want to waste it.

Looking at the restless crowd below, I know that these angry people must be stabilized now for the long-term plan.Otherwise, things will become difficult to control, and the subsequent series of plans will not be completed.

He yelled a few words loudly to make people quiet, and the ink masters who mixed into the crowd kept staring at Shi's movements, which were all planned in advance.

Jian Shi waved his hand, knowing that Shi meant to make people quiet first, and those people shouted together.

More than a dozen people took their positions as sounding tubes, and after a while, everyone quieted down, only to see what they were going to do next.

Shi took the opportunity to ask Mo Zhe for help, and set up another big clay pot.

There is half a pot of vinegar and limestone under the earthenware pot. Once the limestone is heated, it will react with the vinegar and produce bubbles. It seems that the vegetable oil floating on it seems to be boiling.

While heating up the fire below, Shi said again: "You must be wondering why these ointments are like water. Let's not talk about this, there may be people who don't know who we are."

He pointed to a group of Mohists next to him and said: "Maybe someone has heard of it, maybe someone hasn't heard of it, let's talk about it today. We are Mohist, we are for the benefit of the world and the elimination of the disadvantages of the world. Whether it is sacrifice, No matter what you do, it’s all for the sake of the world.”

"We get these fats from the beans and Tianzhi, and they are also for the benefit of the world. Are those fried sacrificial ladders delicious? Do you want to eat them often in the future?"

Those who have already tasted it all nodded.

Those who didn't have a chance to taste it all asked what it tasted like, or hoped that they would be able to enjoy it next time.

Lu Hua led a few people no longer just handing out food in front of them, but went deep into the crowd and picked those children to eat for them.

Everyone spontaneously moved out of the way, and no one would grab the children's things, only gratitude in their hearts.

After the small number of small twists were sent out, he said conveniently: "We Mohists just hope that one day, people can eat these things if they want to, and they don't have to wait for the gods to enjoy them after the sacrifice. Is this a good day?"

Before the adults could answer, the children shouted out first.Everyone either looked at their own children lovingly, or looked at those Mohists with gratitude, and they finally knew what Mohism was going to do—it seemed that it was to make people in the world live a better life.

At least that's how it looks now, and it sounds obvious.

The fake oil pan in front of Shi was also "boiling" at this time, and he pretended to take off his gloves unintentionally, and put his hand into the oil.

Many people exclaimed, and then thought that this man's hands are like the wings of a golden crow, how could he be afraid of these boiling grease?
Sure enough, as if he was washing his hands, he pretended to stir a few times in the pot, and said, "This thing smells very fragrant. How about this? Each village will choose one person, and take some back for everyone to taste. Although it can't It is cooked and fried, but when it is heated and added to sunflower pickles, it also has a somewhat fatty taste."

The inkman next to him hurriedly filled the oil that Shi had stirred in a small clay pot, and said: "This thing has another purpose besides being edible and offering sacrifices. Anyone who can communicate with the gods must Can get the blessing of the gods, this thing can distinguish whether this person can really communicate with the gods."

"Whether a person can communicate with the gods or not does not depend on words, but you have to see with your eyes. Are there still few people who pretend to be able to communicate with gods? So, if someone says that he can communicate with Zhu Rong, then Heat up the ointment, put your hands in it, and see if you get Zhu Rong's blessing."

As he spoke, those inkmen had packed the oil he had stirred to wash his hands, and did not distribute it immediately, but carefully separated whether it was the oil or the vinegar underneath.

If appropriate, insinuating again.

Those young wizards who pretended to be ignorant were very dissatisfied; those who really believed hoped that they could also receive such blessings.

Those who pretend to be confused are the worst enemies. They don't believe in these things at all, so they are the most difficult to deal with.

At this time, the wizards had never seen vegetable oil, so they didn't believe it when they said it was fat, thinking that it might be something to deceive people.

Including those methods before, they also believe that some mysterious means must have been used, so they don't believe that someone can really communicate with gods.

When Shi said that just now, he was clearly referring to Sang and scolding Huai, saying that these people are liars who pretend to be able to communicate with gods.

Now that Shi has gained momentum, it is obvious that people's hearts are against each other. Wu Zhu, who doesn't believe in gods, knows that it will definitely not work if this continues.

I don't know what the officiant and the elder Mohist are talking about, but I have to do something at this time.A middle-aged witch Zhu walked up to Shi's body, looked at the oil tank next to him which was frying doughnuts, and said with a sneer, "I've never seen such fat. Pig and dog fat, beef and mutton fat, where is it like water?" Liquid? Of course you dare not touch really boiling fat, but this kind of 'grease' is afraid that everyone can have some kind of 'Golden Crow Wings'".

Shi deliberately made some nervous expressions, and that Wu Zhu believed in fraud even more, because he was the kind of Wu Zhu who didn't believe in any gods at all, so he believed in fraud even more.

It looks scary, but there may be some secret method. He has done this kind of pretending to be a ghost. If ordinary people don't know it, they will definitely think it is a miracle.

He thought, let's expose this person today, so that everyone's hearts can return to his side.

After speaking, he went straight to the only remaining oil tank, stretched out his hand and said, "According to what you, Mo Qu, said, if I'm fine, does it mean that I also have Golden Crow Wings?"

Glancing mockingly at Shi, Shi nodded at Gongzaoye, and Gongzaoye quietly came behind that Wu Zhu.

Wu Zhu believed in fraud, so he was confident. After laughing, he wanted to plunge his hand into the boiling oil.

But as soon as he got closer, the oily flowers bursting out from inside scalded him fiercely. The hand that had already reached out to the oily surface felt the scorching heat, and he was startled and wanted to retract it hastily.

However, Gong Zaoye had already come to his back, seeing that he was about to withdraw his hand, he touched Wu Zhu hard, directly knocking Wu Zhu out of balance.

This is the technique of charging in the army formation, how could Wu Zhu withstand the impact, he couldn't stand immediately, his hands were all pressed into the boiling oil.

Before the screams could be heard, Gong Zaoye said loudly, "Let's see if you are real or not!"

As soon as he finished shouting, he secretly pressed Wu Zhu's waist with his hands, making it difficult for him to stand up straight because of the numbness in his waist, and then a tragic cry came from Wu Zhu's mouth.

Gong Zaoye cursed secretly, thinking that the good pot of oil was gone just like that, and he squeezed it out after a lot of effort, how can he eat it mixed with human oil?
Luo Qiaoli who was next to him even slapped himself on the thigh in hatred, thinking that the fried bean worms were just right with the spirits that Shi made.

As the two of them thought about it, Wu Zhu's screams could be heard endlessly.

Boiling devoured the vitality of Wu Zhu's arms, and Gong Zaoye quietly tried hard behind him to prevent Wu Zhu from standing up. After a short while, an extremely tempting smell of fried human flesh wafted out.

Many people sniffled, thinking it was the smell of fried human flesh, suppressing their nausea, and waved to Gong Zaoye to help pull that witch out.

Shi Xin secretly looked down on this Wu Zhu. It is said that the gangsters in Tianjin Wei in the later generations are more aggressive in grabbing the territory. They jumped into the frying pan to prove that their gang is the most ruthless. far away.

Wu Zhu's screams were extremely scary, but the people present saw too much life and death, or in the battlefield or in the famine, they didn't take it seriously, they just felt that it intuitively proved Shi's point of view: this person is obviously a fake.

The two arms were blown black, and the screams made the rest of Wu Zhu tremble. They didn't dare to look directly at Shi, but they didn't understand how Shi Shi did it?Does he really have the blood of the Golden Crow Wings and Zhu Rong?This is impossible, how can there be any gods in the world?
Gong Zaoye used some grass to cover Wu Zhu's mouth, who was still screaming, and pulled him aside to knock him unconscious.

Spreading his hands, he suppressed his nausea and made a smile, and said with a smile: "Look, this is a fake. You can't eat this grease, it's too disgusting. I'll leave it here, and in the future, someone who says he can communicate with Zhu Rong, Don't listen to what they say, just burn the grease to a boil, throw him in and have a look."

"If it's like taking a bath in it, it should be true. If it's dead, it must be false, and you can't believe it."

After speaking, he pointed to the trembling wizards who heard the screams and said, "Would you like to try it?"

Who would dare to hear such screams?They knelt there one by one, not daring to make a sound, but they also didn't dare to say that they were cheating.

If you admit it at the beginning, it's okay.

But now such a big crime has been properly held on them, and the public's emotions have been incited. They know that admitting at this time is a dead end!
And it is likely to be thrown into the oil and fried by those angry people.

Since he couldn't answer, he could only answer with silence.

A few Wu Zhu quietly looked at the leader who was talking with a few Mohists behind, knowing that the only way to solve this matter was to persuade these Mohist.

But, what exactly do these Mohists want?
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The atmosphere at the front desk was hot, and the screams of fried oil and the shouts of the people converged in one place, which made the leader of Wu Zhu who was talking with Qin Huali behind him confused; it also gave Qin Huali the upper hand.

Qin Huali saw that it had been done at the front desk and the general trend had come, and said: "We have our own means."

When Wu Zhu heard this, his heart skipped a beat, as if he understood something.

Qin Huali was talking about his own means, as if he was telling him that there was no such thing as Zhu Rongxue and Golden Crow Wing, but had some secret means like them.

Since it is a means, it can be learned.

It is said that it is a means, that is, it can be learned.

As long as the conditions are sufficient.

Otherwise, what's the point of talking about it?

(End of this chapter)