The Hero of the Bright Moon in the Qin Dynasty Mo Wen

Qin Shi Mingyue Hero Dao Mo Wen Author: Fish and Dragon Clothes

Summary:

If there is no scripture, create the scriptures and ten realms yourself:

The first level of economical use: You don’t have much internal energy now, so use it sparingly;

The second stage of burial: You are still a small shrimp in the rivers and lakes, the kind who are thrown away in mass graves when you die, and you don't need to be buried.

The third realm is fatal: You are still very good at it, and your life is not your own, so take it easy.

The fourth state is not joy: You are now the time to work hard, put aside your sensuality.

The fifth level is non-attack: Although you are a bit strong, don't fight if you can.

The sixth state is still the same: Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, it is about the world, and you have to admit that others are better than yourself.

The Seventh Realm Shangxian: Although you have two brushes, it is easy to provoke a stronger one, so hurry up and find a thigh to hug.

The eighth state of Ming ghost: Investigate things to gain knowledge, catch a ghost and cut it into slices, and use the power of ghosts and gods.

Tianzhi of the Ninth Realm: I was born to be useful, and even if I am useless, I can fool around. I know how to dig a hole, but I don’t know how to use it...

The Tenth Realm: ...... Do you think I can achieve it?

Chapter 1 Mohist and Jinyao

Qi Wangjian 14 years, Linzi.

Since the three points of the Mohist school, the Mohist school has never been as prosperous as it used to be.

Xianglizi's lineage went to Qin State, got the strong support of Qin State, and was extremely powerful. Even Meng Ao, Meng Wu, Meng Tian, ​​and Meng Yi became disciples of the Mohist school, and they fought openly and secretly with another master of mechanism art, which made him Xianglizi's lineage is ahead of the other two lines in organ skills.

Deng Lingzi's lineage is no less impressive, occupying the Central Plains, and followed the chivalrous lineage, claiming that the rivers, lakes, green forests are not chaotic, and the Mohist has the final say.There are many heroes in the world, and the hero is not necessarily Mo, but Mo must be the hero. The reputation of Mo Xia is also extremely high in the hearts of the people in the Central Plains.

Only Xiangfuzi's lineage ran to Qi State and settled down in Linzi, in order to collide with the most outstanding disciples of hundreds of schools in Jixia Academy and produce stronger disciples. Therefore, Xiangfuzi's lineage is also called Qi Ink or ink debate.

It's a pity that Mo Bian's school had a very good idea. They have gained a firm foothold in Jixia Academy of Qi State and Xihe Academy of Wei State. Unfortunately, during the reign of King Yan Zhao, General Le Yi attacked Qi. The Jingyi of the attack came out in full force, and almost all died in battle.

Since then, Qi Mo's lineage has completely declined, and Qixiang Wang Tian Fazhang reopened the Jixia Academy, but the Mo family was no longer seen in the Jixia Academy.

Then, after the death of King Xiang of Qi, the king and queen took charge of the government behind the curtain and signed non-aggression treaties with other countries. Mo also lost the support of the court.

In Linzi City, in the remote West City, a once glorious school palace has collapsed now. The school palace that has been in disrepair for a long time is covered with weeds. With a sound, I don't know which window rotted and fell down again.

With the decline of Qi Mo, the Mo Bian faction could not hold on to the huge academy and Mohist martial arts and classics after all, and finally sent them back to the other two Mos, and only part of them could be left behind. Granted but not seen in the manuscript.

"Teacher!" In a bamboo building hidden by a bamboo grove, an old man and a young man sat and drank tea.

The old man's face is vicissitudes, his skin is bronze, and his left arm is still made of a wooden mechanism. He is the master of the contemporary Mobian lineage, Master Xiang.

The young man looked twelve or thirteen years old, his clear eyes were downcast but there was a touch of deep sadness, he was dressed in black and white tapestry, and a pair of ordinary straw sandals under his feet.

"I'm very curious, why did you come back!" Mrs. Xiang was very curious. He had many disciples in his life, but after going out, none of them came back.

Jin Yao smiled awkwardly, "Teacher, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Listen to the lies first. After all, I just came back and I don't want to beat you!" It's not that Master Xiang doesn't know the reason, so he wants to know why this disciple came back, even if he is lying to himself.

"Because I miss my teacher!" Jin Yao opened his eyes and said nonsense.

As a disciple of the Mohist school, there are strict teachings, such as festival burial, frugal use, prohibition of extravagance, and doing everything personally. The most important thing is that all Mohist disciples go to various countries as officials, and their salaries must be donated to the Mohist school. Speaking of it, it is impossible to do it at all. The so-called transition from frugality to extravagance is easy, but from luxury to frugality is difficult.

Not to mention the Mohist disciples who were no longer valued in Qi State, it would be great to be able to make a living. Who would want to come back and contribute their salary.

"Let's tell the truth!" Xiang Fuzi sighed. Is there something wrong with the teachings of the Mohist school, or the world has changed, and the once brilliant Mohist sect has withered to such an extent.

"After the disciple left the teacher, he was full of vigor and high spirits. He secretly thought in his heart that he would be like his senior brothers. He would not return to the teacher's school if he was killed. He must walk the rivers and lakes with his sword, and draw his sword to help when the road is uneven..." Jin Yao shrunk his head guiltily, and secretly glanced at his teacher expression changes.

"It's honest, and I haven't lost the morality of the Mohist school." Mrs. Xiang was expressionless, and he had been bearish all these years.

Although he also expected some disciples to come back, it is a pity that so far only this closed disciple has come back, um, yes, the one who is responsible for closing the door, "Why did you come back later?"

"Well, just after I left Linzi, I followed Qi's caravan before I went too far. I encountered a robbery in the green forest, and then I escaped the disaster by pretending to be dead. Later, when I was eating noodles in a noodle restaurant, I had an argument at the next table. My disciple just thought Persuading a fight, and then almost being killed by a hidden weapon accidental injury; and later, he was tricked by a charlatan to take away all his troubles; he was drugged, cast a spell, sprinkled lime powder, a beauty trick..." The more Jin Yao said, the more he wanted to cry, This world is too dark and dangerous, that's why he thought about going to the mountain gate.

No matter how poor the mountain gate is, after all, blood and tears were shed for Qi State. This mountain gate is Qi State's compensation to the Mohist family, and it will belong to the Mohist family forever, and will never be taxed.

"Beauty tricks? My teacher remembers correctly, you are only 12 years old, right?" Xiang Fuzi's thoughts are also very strange, although he really wants to laugh at his disciple's miserable experience, but there are more interesting things.

Jin Yao's face turned red in an instant, his body was weak, but he was a traveler after all, how could he not yearn for ancient brothels?

"The Mo family never cared about the origin of their disciples, whether they were poor or slaves, of course it would be better if they were princes and nobles, but you are different!" Master Xiang looked at his narrow-minded disciple, and did not tease him any more.

"Teacher knows the identity of the disciple?" Jin Yao immediately sat up straight.

It has been a long time since I came to this world, I don't have a golden finger, and I don't have any memories. When I came back to life, I was already in the mountain gate of the Mobian lineage, and there were only two or three senior brothers, big and small cats.

"Your real name is Jin Yao, and your surname is Ji. Your father used to be the master of the Pijia Sect. He was known as the Veteran General of the State of Wei, Jin Bi!" Xiang Fuzi said eloquently.

Jin Yao was stunned, Jin Bi, who is there in history?It seems to be there, but I can't remember it, but who cares, General Wei, so I am the second generation of the army!

"Hahaha, teacher, I suddenly feel that Mo Bian's glory should be guarded by you. The disciple really cannot shoulder the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the sect!" Jin Yao stood up with a smile, this is the correct way to open the traveler.

I used to dream that I was a rich second generation, just a poor son and a rich daughter. My parents never told me this dream, but I didn't wait for my parents to confess to me after I died. I never thought that it would finally come true after time travel.

Xiang Fuzi looked at Jin Yuan's leaving figure with a smile, and said indifferently: "You will come back!"

"Don't even think about it, this disciple will go to Wei State, to Daliang, and to be the son of my great general, I bow to you!" Jin Yao waved his hand with his back to the mountain gate, and walked out with steps that his relatives did not recognize, Yiyi Yaoyao I went down the mountain.

Chapter 2 Dream Broken

Walking down the mountain road, Jin Yao was so high-spirited, just like when he came out of the mountain for the first time, but this time he knew that his life experience was gone, and he fantasized that he would transform himself, dressed in fine clothes, and yelled at a group of maids and maids . "Give me ten!"

"Are you a disciple of the Mohist school?" On the mountain road, two young men about fifteen or sixteen years old in Confucian uniforms blocked Jin Yao's way, saluting with Confucian etiquette.

"It was in the past, it is now, and it won't be in the future. You can call me in the future, little general, little general of Wei Guo, and young master of the Pijiamen!" Jin Yao looked at the two with a reckless nouveau riche. Disciple, it is nothing now.

"Pijiamen? Wei Wuzu?" The two people who were walking together looked at each other in surprise, and the young man in the blue Confucian shirt spoke out.

"Yes, my father, the great general of the Wei State, the master of the Pijia Sect, Jin Bi!" Jin Yaohu pretended to be a tiger, and no longer had to envy all the Confucian disciples who came from aristocratic families, at least they were all descendants of officials.

The two youths looked at each other again. They were dressed in purple and were extremely handsome, especially the peach blossom eyes. The young man looked around and said eagerly: "Please don't say such things in the future, little brother, or you will burn yourself!"

"Envious, jealous, hated?" Jin Yao was triumphant, thinking that the two must be driven by hatred of the rich.

"Brother, he probably hasn't left the Mo family for a long time!" The blue-clothed youth guessed after thinking for a moment.

The young man in purple nodded, but looking at Jin Yao who was still complacent, he still had to persuade him, otherwise he would go out like this, and he would die without knowing how.

"Little brother's father is the former general of the Wei State known as the Veteran General, General Jin Bi!" Han Fei asked, emphasizing the word "Qian".

Jin Yao originally wanted to say that the father of this body is so famous, even the country of Qi is famous, but when he heard the first word, he had a bad premonition in his heart, and his memory began to emerge.

"Jin Bi, the general of Wei Anxi Wang Yushi, in 257 BC, Qin State attacked Zhao, HD defense war broke out, Wei Gongzi Xinling Jun Wuji, stealing amulets to save Zhao, General Jin Bi was ordered by the king to garrison, Xinling Lord His warrior Zhu Hai was hammered to death in the tent!" Jin Yao finally remembered, no wonder the name was familiar, not because of the memory left by his previous life, but in the memory of his previous life.

The background board of the name of Zhu Hai who made Lord Xinling steal the amulet to save Zhao, who saved Zhao and swung the golden gavel, and HD first shocked.

"Since the little brother escaped a catastrophe, he should study hard in the Mo family. With the reputation and ability of the Mo family, Wei Guo and Lord Xinling will not take the initiative to provoke the little brother!" Han Fei comforted.

"Alas!" Li Si sighed as he looked at Jin Yao who was distracted. Judging from this and the previous rhetoric, he was probably sent to the Mo family by General Jin Bi to study at a very young age. concealed from the other party.

Now that I suddenly know that my father is gone, I can imagine how I feel.

Han Fei also thought about it, so he and Li Si kept silent, not wanting to provoke Jin Yao any more.

Jin Yao is really crying. His general dream, his rich clothes and food, and his ten fights are all gone. The most terrifying thing is that his enemy is still famous all over the world. Lord Xinling!

"Wei Wuji, damn it!" Jin Yao yelled angrily, what kind of first son of the Warring States period cut off people's fortunes and killed his parents, no, he killed his parents, this revenge must be avenged!

Han Fei and Li Si fell silent again. Lord Xinling is now famous all over the world, and no one can scold him, but the young man in front of him has the qualifications!

"Little brother, do you know where Mr. Xiangfuzi is?" Han Fei and Li Si didn't forget the purpose of their trip, and they didn't ask until Jin Yao recovered.

"Are you here to find the teacher?" Jin Yao suddenly understood why the teacher didn't stop him, maybe he wanted to find out, and then hid in the corner to lick his wounds to calm down, and finally returned to Mo's house.

"Little brother studied under Master Xiang?" Both Han Fei and Li Si were surprised, but after thinking about it, it was normal for Jin Yao to learn from Master Xiang with Jin Bi's status back then.

"Come with me!" Jin Yao took Han Fei and Li Si back to the bamboo building without love.

"Hey, I'm back so soon!" Mrs. Xiang was also a little surprised, but after seeing Han Fei and Li Si, he understood a little, maybe he hasn't found out the truth yet.

Jin Yao looked at Mrs. Xiang in embarrassment, and didn't go any further. He just stood outside the door and watched Han Fei and Li Si go to see his teacher.

"Confucianism, a disciple of Master Xun, Han Fei (Li Si), has met Master Xiang!" Han Fei and Li Si saluted respectfully.

"Han Fei, Li Si!" Jin Yao stared blankly at the two young men, and instantly stood up. Thighs, two very thick thighs, one can be used as a purse now, and the other can be used as a wallet for the future purse.

As for the feud between Jin Bi and the destruction of the family, after all, he has never met Jin Bi, nor does he have any memories of the Jin family, so he does not have any emotions, as if he is someone else.

"Oh? When will Confucianism come to my Mohism?" Xiang Fuzi was also a little surprised. Confucianism and Mohism did not get along with each other. When they meet each other, they smile on the skin but don't smile, and secretly kill them.

"In the name of the teacher, come here to invite you, and after three days, go to Jixia Academy to listen to the debate!" Li Si said solemnly, and sent an invitation card.

Mrs. Xiang became even more curious, what kind of debate would invite me, that is, invite high-level officials of the Mo family to participate in the ceremony, and if I was invited, I am afraid that all the big names in Linzi would also be invited.

"Sexual dispute!" Mrs. Xiang glanced at the name of the debate on the invitation letter and was even more surprised.

"Is Xun Kuang going to war with Confucianism?" Master Xiang looked at Han Fei and Li Si and asked.

Confucianism is actually very chaotic, not much worse than Mohism, or the three major schools of thought in the world, Confucianism, Daoism, and Mohism, actually split after the patriarch. Taoism divided heaven and man, and then divided Yin and Yang, Huang Lao, etc. Confucianism is powerful. There are 72 sages of the ten philosophers of Confucianism, and they are also nicknamed the ten thieves of Confucianism, and the 72 roads are against the king.

After Kong Zhongni, the Confucian school was in chaos, each misinterpreting the scriptures, thinking that he was the orthodox Confucianist school, and his brains came out. Of course, the master would never admit that there was also a Mohist in the fire.

However, after Meng Ke redefined Confucianism, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith allowed Confucianism to end the civil strife.

It's a pity that I can't die. Xun Kuang's birth directly provoked chaos in Confucianism. Xun Kuang believes that the current Confucianism is a bunch of utopian rotten Confucians who don't value reality. The derogation is worthless, the most critical of which is the dispute between nature is good or nature is evil.

Chapter 3 The Background of Mobian

It's no wonder that hundreds of schools were invited to watch the ceremony. The victory or defeat this time also determined Xun Kuang's status in Confucianism.

If Xun Kuang wins, the Confucian school will admit that he is a corrupt Confucian, and his previous benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust are all fantasy; Bit, leave Qi.

"Sir, do you think human nature is inherently good or inherently evil?" Han Fei looked at Mrs. Xiang, put away his profligate temper, and asked respectfully.

The debate is not just a debate, there will be an intermission, that is, it will not end in one day, at least three days, and then in the night of these three days, it is unknown how many people will die.

Therefore, both sides are shaking people, recruiting hundreds of schools to help themselves, and the Mohist school has always been at odds with the Confucianism, so Han Fei and Li Sicai came to invite the Xiangfu, after all, the Mohist school can fight if they can fight.

There are many sages and predecessors in Jixia Academy, such as Taoism, Confucianism, Ming, Law, vertical and horizontal, soldiers, agriculture, Yin and Yang, light and heavy, etc., but there is no Mohism. Why is this?