"If you know that something outside the window is white, and you hear that the color inside the room is the same as the color of the thing outside the window, you can deduce that the color inside the room must be white. This is what my Mohist dialectics refers to as knowing, hearing, and speaking. The so-called "knowing" is to use the known to launch the unknown. Do you understand? ”

Shangqiu, the capital of the Song Kingdom, under a juniper tree among the city walls, the concise and logical beauty of the words were spoken with the hoarse and old vocal cords unique to the elderly.

The old man was wearing a brown shirt, the top of his head was bald, and there was only some gray hair in front of his sideburns.

Although the old man was old, his back was still straight, and even the scars of the world, which were invincible to the world, could not make him bend over.

Under the brown shirt, it is no longer the tough and sturdy shell that can run thousands of miles without sleep for the righteousness in his heart, but his heart has not changed.

The heart has not changed, the body is naturally straight and unyielding, the eyes are still bright, and the words in the mouth are as simple and free of holes as when they were young.

Under the tree, more than thirty young men dressed in linen short brown sat on their knees, listening to the gentleman's words, frowning or scratching their heads.

I don't know how long it took, and finally a young man slapped his thigh heavily, revealing a look of sudden realization.

Looking up at the old man with white temples under the tree, the respect in his eyes was even stronger.

The sound of the young man slapping his thigh was extremely crisp, like the thunder of spring, which brought about the continuous summer rumble that followed, and the rest of the young people gradually understood, and nodded and clapped their hands in unison.

is not only to praise this gentleman who once stopped Chu from attacking the Song Dynasty, but also to be glad that he can hear such a worldly truth:

So simple, yet so tight.

It was the juniper tree that had stood for I don't know how many years, and maybe even seen the phoenix chirping and extinguishing the feudal era, and it was also blown by the wind and made a salsa sound.

The tree seemed to understand, and the leaves gave back to the old man under the tree a shade of the midday sun.

The wind blew, and among the more than thirty young people who were kneeling on the ground, only one still had a contemplative look on his face, as if he did not understand.

More than 30 people have already understood it, except for him, but he is still there with his head down and reciting words, which can't help but feel a little sad about the chickens and cranes.

However, the mind is hidden in the body, a shell that can be hidden. What the people around him thought he was pondering might not be what he was really thinking about now.

In fact, when Mr. Tree finished speaking, he already knew the answer, which seemed to him to be a simple logic, so of course he looked down and thought about it.

The name of the young man is suitable, the suitable is suitable, and the suitable is suitable for the shoes.

The reason for such a name is because the family is a family of shoemakers, and the father in addition to making shoes, the most he said was to ask the guests if the boots were suitable, so he gave his son such a name.

As for the surname, this is an era when princes and generals did have a kind, and surnames were too distant and luxurious for a family that made a living as a shoemaker.

Before that, those who could leave a mark in the history books were either rich or expensive.

It's just that by some chance, the right ancestor can also be regarded as a figure who left a mark in the history books.

Leave a pen, not necessarily a name.

Just left traces and became a supporting character in the story.

This story is called Zihan's neighborhood, Shi's grandfather was a shoemaker in Shangqiu back then, and his family was neighbors with Zihan, which affected the walls of Zihan's house.

Sicheng is Sikong, in order to avoid the obscenity of Sikong, the son of Song Wu, Zihan is also the surname of Zi, and he is actually a powerful vassal of the Song State.

Because of the problem of the wall, Zihan wanted to forcibly demolish it and let him move out, and the suitable grandfather said that if you demolish those who ask me to make shoes, you can't find me, you can't find me to make shoes for them, and if you can't make shoes for them, you can't eat.

So Zihan left a good name for the ages, as for who Jean's neighbor is, later generations only know that it is a cobbler who makes shoes.

Now Zihan has long been ancient, but the wall is still there, and every time someone passes by, they will point out one or two points and talk about the virtues of Zihan back then.

The shoemakers outside the walls still live in the footsteps of their fathers; Although the people in the wall have passed away, the descendants will eventually have characters like Le Yi, Le Yangzi, and Le Chengong, and this is an era when princes and princes will indeed have a kind of relationship.

A family of shoemakers.

A native of Song Guocheng.

No surname is despicable.

That's who we are now.

Only one level higher than slaves, sons-in-law, etc., hereditary craftsmen.

At this time, it seemed that he was bowing his head and pondering the words of logical reasoning that the old man said, but in fact, his heart was constantly fragmented, and he even found a surname for himself.

"I'm so stupid, really. I should be surnamed Ye, Ye Gong is a good dragon's Ye! Yes, I do often sit in front of the computer and talk about the past and the present, blowing water with others, and talking about crossing the king's hegemony. But that's because I know it's impossible to cross this kind of thing, so I like to talk about it...... If you know that you really traveled to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Sun Tzu would talk about crossing over......"

"Yes...... I am very appreciative of the temperament of the princes and princes of the country, and I am inclined to sympathize with the working people because I am myself, but I have only heard that the street lamps should be hung according to the tendency, and I have not heard that the crossing is also arranged according to the tendency. If I had known that I was going to travel to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period as a commoner, I would have shouted that the bloodline nobles were full of martial virtues......"

There is a small package in his arms, which confirms the authenticity of his broken thoughts and the cruelty of reality.

The bag in his arms did not belong to the world under the juniper tree, and it was the only connection between him and the world before him.

Before the crossing, he was just blowing water with people on a certain forum, and someone asked what he should take if he could only take a kilogram of something when he traveled to ancient times.

This is a fantasy game that he often played on various water blowing forums before he crossed over, and he replied without thinking about it, "Of course, it is a kilogram of seeds, a grain of corn is planted in the spring, and ten thousand seeds are harvested in the autumn, and this is the only item that can be increased exponentially." In particular, if we travel back to the early Warring States period, combined with the promotion of cattle farming and papermaking and printing techniques, we can accelerate the dismantling of the aristocratic etiquette system and intellectual monopoly......"

Who would have thought that yesterday he was still pointing out the passionate words, but today he really had an extra kilogram of seeds in his arms and crossed into a surnameless scumbag.

The seeds in the bag include one or two sweet potatoes, corn kernels, cotton seeds, peas, peppers, sorghum, carrots and so on.

At this time, it is still early for Zhang Qian to envoy to the Western Regions, not to mention the more distant voyage around the world, not to mention corn, cotton, sorghum, cucumber, coriander, garlic have not yet been found, this kilogram of seeds can indeed have the power to pry the world when used.

But the problem is that now he finds that his crossing is simply hellish difficulty.

His family was a family of shoemakers, he had no land, he belonged to the craftsmen, his status was extremely low, and there were almost no channels for rising in this era, not even the lowest-ranking noble corporal.

I don't even have a surname, so it can be seen that there is no fief in my family for four hundred years. Cao Di can argue, because people are people who can talk about state affairs, and they belong to a taxi that is higher than him, which is an identity gap that is difficult to cross across borders, and more than ten generations may be real relatives with some monarchs and nobles.

On the other hand, their ancestors could only burst into tears.

Moreover, the material standard of living at this time is too low, the so-called: shock! The king of a superpower fell into the toilet and drowned, and his last wish before his death turned out to be to eat a bowl of new boiled wheat grains...... This is a true portrayal of the life of the monarch more than 100 years ago.

The monarch is like this, and the common people are like this.

As for the gentleman who was lecturing under the juniper tree, the description of logic just now already understood who the gentleman on the other side was.

Touching the bag of seeds in his arms, looking at the old man with white sideburns under the tree, he said silently and helplessly: "Mr. Mo Zhai, you are a representative of small craftsmen, and your own bag of seeds will definitely accelerate the birth of self-cultivators and emerging landlords...... But in fact, if you are not careful, it will be the end of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart and five horses splitting the corpse. ”

With Kong Zhongni opening a precedent for private learning more than a hundred years ago, the people's wisdom in the era of bamboo slips gradually opened, and more and more nobles began to feel fear.

Fear is that they subconsciously know that their status and wealth are not necessarily related to their own qualities and abilities.

When this fear is reflected in reality, it is the extreme madness of the counterattack.

Shi, who was born in a dastard, could only shudder while shocking his situation. Thinking about the death of Wu Qi, Shang Ying, and others, I can only chill all over.

While he was still in shock at his situation, the voice of the old man under the tree sounded again, interrupting his thoughts.

"Don't you understand the truth yet?"

Shi raised his head and found that Mr. was staring at him and asked that sentence, and his heart suddenly felt a little nervous.

The thought in my heart changed hundreds of times in an instant, and I made a quick decision.

The gentleman in front of him is the key to being able to live a less ordinary life in this troubled world and then change some things.

You can have broken thoughts before, but after all, the three views have been formed, and after the broken thoughts are self-deprecating, you can only accept the facts and follow your own wishes.

You must let the gentleman in front of you remember yourself as a step in the future, otherwise with your current status, any idea is delusional.

The previous state of confusion obviously did not leave a good impression on this gentleman.

Although I don't know what year it is, I know very well the energy of this old gentleman who was called "Mozi" by later generations, and can even directly recommend the outstanding disciples under the sect.

Shi also knew from his memory that he was not a real Mozi at this time, let alone a personal disciple of Mozi, just an ordinary person who occasionally listened to lectures under the Mozi tree.

A few days ago, Mozi was seriously ill and recuperated in Shangqiu, and after he recovered from his illness, he gave lectures under the tree at will, and there were many listeners, but these young people under the tree still had a long way to go before they became real ink practitioners.

It is appropriate to know that the Ink Scholar is not a Xuanqi sect that has no parallel in the world, but a secret organization with a high discipline and some mysticism, which can be compared to groups such as the Brotherhood and the Knights Templar without fiefdoms.

Before the death of each Mo giant, the next giant must be appointed, and after the public election, the Mo family must obey the orders of the elected giant, and must do not turn his heel.

Each official Moist is required to dedicate a portion of his income to the organization, and the money is used to do the "great good of the world", especially those who are recommended as officials.

In the eyes of every official Mo scholar, the organizational discipline of the Mo family is higher than the national law, in the era when the king's word is the national law, the son of the Qin Mo giant kills people, even if the Qin king pardons, he must be killed and severely punished in accordance with the organizational discipline.

In turn, it can also be known that the energy of the ink scholar is very large, and it can penetrate the grassroots official system of the Qin State in the later period.

After becoming a Mo, you must also regularly participate in the activities of sacrificing ghosts and gods, believe that there are gods and spirits, believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, and divide and eat the sacrifices after the sacrifice, deepen the feelings of the internal members and discuss the concept of the Mohists in the process of dining...... But while schizophrenic belief in ghosts and gods, it is necessary not to believe in statements such as "destiny" and "destiny".

The ink artist must be synonymous with the top and bottom, and the selected giant is the standard of "righteousness", saying yes yes, saying no is not.

In the era when the patriarchal aristocracy was in the mainstream, extreme ideas such as "choosing the Son of Heaven" and "the legitimacy of the king's power comes from the contract signed with his subjects" were not culled, and it was obvious that there was a transnational armed group behind it. But as long as he is armed, he will never be a stupid and sweet indiscriminate good person, let alone a loose ranger alliance.

As for the "non-attack" that sounds very kind and naïve, what is hidden behind it is to call the killing of the unrighteous king "punishment". The ink man must oppose the unrighteous attack, but for this kind of thing, he must jump out as soon as possible, shouting that this is not an attack This is a word game of punishment.

Is it an attack, is it a punishment...... For the Mohists who are required to be synonymous with the upper and lower levels, it is actually a sentence from the giant who holds the final interpretation power. The giant said that if you attack you, you will attack, if you say that you are punished, you will be punished, and that if you do the righteousness of the world and unify the troubled times, that is to do the righteousness of the world.

As for not being buried after death, not being greedy for enjoyment during life, not indulging in sensual dogs and horses, loving the world, and practicing the righteousness of the Mo family, etc., are too numerous to mention.

But at this moment, Shi didn't think so much about right and wrong, historical limitations and the like.

He can't do it, and he doesn't necessarily agree with it.

But he knew that if he didn't seize this opportunity, he would have to be a bottom in this era when civilian lives were as cheap as grass.

At this moment, all he was thinking about was ...... Find a way to blend in with the ranks of the Ink Makers, only in this way can you have a chance to realize your various ambitions, and the only chance you can infer from your own origin at this time.

As for believing in the Mohist doctrine or not, it doesn't matter.

People can be disguised, anyway, before Mozi Xian's death, they can pretend to be a good student, and they can even be disguised as Mozi's staunchest supporters and most obedient students.

Shi quietly glanced up at Mozi, and said in his heart: "Anyway, sir, you are already old...... You can't win time, and I'm young. As long as you can blend in with the team and gain a firm foothold, how do you know what the "Book of Ink" will be changed into after you die? ”