The Qin people sighed at the top of the hill about the changes in the world, and no one disturbed them.

After a while, the spring sky had a few more clouds at some point, and then it rained coldly.

The attendants took out their oil-paper umbrellas and opened them, asking if they wanted to go back to the carriage.

At this moment, there was a running sound in the distance of the hillock, interspersed with the energetic shouts of young people.

The sound of youthful vitality penetrated through the wet rain, as if the world soaked in the rain was shaken open by these energetic sounds.

The first few people to run, their upper bodies exposed, shirtless.

The spring rain is still a little cold, but these people seem to enjoy the feeling of running in the rain.

The group did not look very old, the older one was less than thirty years old, and the younger one was twenty-one or twelve years old.

In addition to the shirtless runners, there were a few people dressed in peculiar clothes, wearing straw sandals, short brown, and shaving the hair of the workshop workers, but it was clear that these young men were not workshop workers, and if they were workers, how could they have time to come to such a place.

The people who dressed up in this picture were either radical self-suffering factions within the Mo family, or they were truly egalitarians from another faction split from the peasant family.

After these people ran to the top of the hillock, they only glanced at Wei Ying a few times, but they didn't look too much.

A tall young man running shirtless in the rain said: "Kong Zhongni said, quality is better than literature, literature is better than history, literature is courteous, and then gentlemen." What is polite and polite, in my opinion, is to civilize its spirit and barbarize its physique, and only then can it be regarded as a gentleman. ”

"Shirtless in the rain, swimming in the cold in winter, climbing mountains and swimming in rivers, reading history books and learning truths, can be described as polite."

"I have heard that Solushen used to travel westward, and saw a mountain named Olympus in the far west, where every four years he held an art contest to test his physique, and there were also people in his country who were well versed in poetry and books, and they were similar to the gentlemen of Middle-earth. It can be seen that in the extreme west, there are also gentlemen, who are no different from the Central Plains. ”

"The spirit of civilization can know how to benefit the world. Savage physique, may hold a gun and a sword to benefit the world. The literary quality is polite, that is, the sword in one hand and the righteousness in the other. ”

Kong Zhongni is Mo Zhai's lifelong enemy, both admiration and opposition, plus when the Mo family rose in Sishang, in fact, Confucius's grandson was still there, and Wei Ying knew that when he was a child, the general Gou Bian was recommended to Wei Jun by Confucius's grandson.

Time has not passed too far, of course Wei Ying has heard the sentence of literary quality and politeness, but he didn't expect that only a few decades, this sentence has been given by these young people another new, civilized and barbaric meaning.

So he glanced curiously at the group of young men, and after a few more words, the shirtless men all dressed and solemnly saluted the monument in silence.

After a moment of silence, the young men sat down next to a wooden chair, but they did not talk about the young people's favorite wind and snow, but opened their mouths to the world.

A young man in straw sandals and short brown said: "The world has been set for 12 years, and in my opinion, it is still far from the promised land." I think that in order to get to the true land of paradise, you need to be constantly changing. Old contradictions are resolved, new contradictions arise, and nothing remains the same. ”

"It is said that the world has been decided, but now it seems that this is not the case."

"You can only talk about the silk weavers' meeting at the Sanglin Society last year, for those silk weavers, they spun the best silk in the world, and sold it in the Western Regions and the South China Sea, but they themselves could not afford to wear such silk."

"Is that reasonable?"

"For these weavers, they sent the nobles underground, but they fell into the exploitation of the mill owners."

"Twelve years ago, the world did not benefit everyone, but the merchants and workshop owners benefited the most. For the people, it is the fruits of blood and sweat that flow into the treasury of a handful of hateful money bags. ”

"What did those people do? Zhou Tianzi couldn't borrow money and forced them to pay taxes, but the overall situation of the first battle of Shangqiu had been decided, and they didn't dare to launch an uprising to capture the almost empty palace of the king of Zhou, which was in ruins and had no martial virtues. Now it's sitting back and enjoying it. ”

Wei Ying, who was eavesdropping on the affairs of the Sanglin Society, heard about it and demanded a higher minimum wage, but as a result, he was suppressed by the cavalry who were farmers in the villages, and hundreds of people were exiled to the South China Sea "according to law".

There are factions within the Mo family, and they have always existed, but it is just because of the prestige of the giant that they can be subdued.

Since the peasant family was criticized for utopia, it has also begun to explore the origin of human inequality, and it has also divided into different factions within itself, just like the Confucian Six Divisions in the past.

After a series of economic policies were introduced, Zhuxia seemed to be unified but divided into new classes, which led to the spread of various currents of thought.

The world, which was originally divided by the territory divided by Zhou Tianzi, is now divided by classes.

Land is privately owned, buying and selling is permitted, and with the support of new technologies, the profits of capital gains have increased, and the pace of mergers has taken on an unprecedented pattern.

More and more people lost their land and moved into the cities to work for a living, and the misery under the steam, coal and iron was always worse than the situation when they were yeoman farmers.

When the young man in the short brown straw sandals had said this, someone objected, saying, "In my opinion, this is not a problem. ”

"Shizi said that the Promised Land cannot be built in a day, and I think these hardships are inevitable processes."

"So, according to me, we young people should do more practical things and talk less about morality. As long as the machinery develops in the future, Tianzhi knows, one acre of land can produce 500 catties of grain, and one person can produce 100 people a day to wear cloth, then then it can be said that the land is happy. ”

"Now, these are all processes that have to be done. These suffering people are only the fertilizer necessary to reach the promised land. ”

"Besides, isn't it much better now than before? How much has the total wealth of the world increased in 20 years? It has not been able to catch up in the past hundreds of years. ”

"Mozi said that there are three tables of pros and cons in the world, and isn't the sum of the world's wealth one of the three tables?"

"If we really have the ambition to benefit the world, we should not ask about politics or morality, but work hard and do our best."

"Shizi said, subjective self-interest, objective altruism. Just like the person who improved the spinning machine a few years ago, he may not be the heart of the world, he just did it to make money, but after all, the cotton cloth in the world is cheaper, and more people wear cotton cloth, right? ”

He also had many supporters when he talked less about morality and did more practical things, and several people chimed in: "That's the case. Since it is impossible to cross, I think that our generation should not be righteous, but do more practical things, explore the will of heaven, and improve the machinery, which is the right way to benefit the great ambition of the world. ”

The man added, "Now is the best of times. As long as you are smart and hardworking, you can achieve fame and wealth. At least there is no distinction between high and low, and people are equal. ”

But if it's true equality, how is that possible? There is a gap between people and people, some people are born stupid, and some people are born smart, so there will naturally be a gap between the rich and the poor, which is also reasonable. ”

"Suitable words, natural selection, survival of the fittest. In fact, people are the same. Those who work are either lazy or stupid, while those who are rich must be diligent and intelligent. This is the truth of the world, which cannot be changed, and if people go against the grain and insist on true equality, it will certainly not work. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone next to him sneered: "Your grandfather was just a carpenter back then. At that time, there was a difference between the noble and the low, the gentleman was proficient in the six arts, but your grandfather didn't even recognize a word. ”

"According to you, natural selection, survival of the fittest. Then your grandfather deserved to be a craftsman for the rest of his life, why did he rise up and rebel against the nobles? ”

The man blushed and scolded, "Don't involve your family and ancestors!" ”

The man who scolded him stood up and said, "I will not only scold you, but also beat you!" You don't deserve to talk about benefiting the world! ”

Some people who don't talk about morality and do more practical things have stood up and said: "What are you, are you worthy of it?" ”

The two sides disagreed, but they were really polite and savage, and they were about to fight together.

Wei Ying, who was already about to leave, saw these people fighting without saying a word, and thought to himself that this was really a bit like the world when he was young. At that time, it was not uncommon for people in the market to fight, kill, and flee without saying a word.

However, these people still did not fight in the end, and the grandson of the craftsman may have been defeated in momentum, or he may have dared not make a move when he saw many people, and finally said: "Then you say, what is the root cause of the difficulty of equality in this world?" ”

The young man in the short brown straw sandals was silent for a while, and finally said, "Private ownership." Private ownership is the origin of human inequality in the world. ”

"You also know that the letter that Solushen wrote to Shizi before he died of illness was later made public, saying that the truth became clearer and clearer the more he argued. So, if the power of the nobility cannot be hereditary, why can the machinery of wealth accumulation, the land, be hereditary? ”

"You say that people are born with a gap in intelligence and physical fitness, and I believe that, but ...... Is the difference in intelligence and physical strength between a large weaver and a man with thousands of weavers comparable to that between a man and a dog raised by a wealthy family? ”

"Dogs eat people and don't know how to be thrifty, do you think that the gap between people will be as big as the gap between people and dogs?"

His words were too radical at this time, and for a while, nearly half of his partners said: "You are too left!" You are trying to destroy the property that the individual earns, which he has earned by his own labour, and which forms the basis of all his freedom, activity and independence. ”

"On the basis of equality for all, wealth comes from labor, and the wealth of all people is not blown by the wind of heaven, but earned by individuals and earned by their own labor!"

"Subjective self-interest, objective altruism. Is there anything wrong with my hard work to get rich, even if it is not for the benefit of the world, but our father ran a workshop, supported hundreds of hired laborers, and made thousands of clothes, cotton, and ironware? ”

The man in the short brown straw sandals sneered: "What a property earned by labor, earned by himself, earned by himself!" ”

"Are you talking about the property of individual craftsmen and small farmers before the emergence of the big millers and merchants? That kind of property does not need us to destroy, the development of the times has eliminated it, and it is being eliminated every day. ”

"Or where do you think those who went to work in the workshops came from? How did those big landowners who acquired tens of thousands of acres of land get so much land? ”

"Isn't it because of the use of machines and coal, iron, and steam that those small craftsmen are unable to compete for machine workshops and go bankrupt? Isn't it because a small piece of land is not protected from the disasters of nature and the market? ”

"How can we say that we are going to destroy them? What does it have to do with us that they are being wiped out by the private property they support? ”

"We don't need to exterminate, one day, most people in the world will be left with nothing. No land, no machinery, no assets. ”

The people on both sides are still arguing, and they are about to fight.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves was heard in the distance.

The rider on horseback held a brass bell and shook it as he ran, and the rider had a white mourning cloth floating on his head, and he was covered in plain clothes.

Such a brass bell had not been ringed in Sishang for twenty years, and the last time it rang was during the last pre-war mobilization, and the riders who gave the order on that occasion wore black clothes, and would never wear white mourning clothes.

The young men on both sides of the argument stood up and looked into the distance.

In the distance, the hoarse shouts of the riders were heard.

"Shizi died of illness in Pengcheng yesterday!"

"Shizi died of illness in Pengcheng yesterday!"

Wei Ying, who had been listening to the young people's arguments, was stunned.

For a long time, he looked southeast and muttered, "Our time...... Passed. ”

He and Shi are not the same generation, and when Shi became famous, he was just born.

But he always felt that he and Shi were people of the same era.

Their era, Wei Ying felt, was the era of great contention and to whom the world became. The wind and clouds are surging, each showing its ability, and the purpose seems to be to end this troubled world for the unity of the world.

Where there are winners, there are losers.

The winner is called the Son of Heaven, and the loser goes to the Western Regions, it seems, that's it.

He looked at the young people in the distance who were still arguing just now, and were now speechless in grief, thinking about the topic they had just argued, and muttered, "Our time...... Passed. ”

In the world of great controversy, the era of princes competing for power has passed.

The world has been one.

But as those young people said just now, the old contradictions disappeared, and new contradictions appeared, and the fifty years of change and the slightly cruel methods of the last twenty years made it impossible for the nobles to return to the country in Kyushu Zhuxia.

The unification of the world is a foregone conclusion, and there is no possibility of repetition.

But is the unification of the world the end of history?

Heaven and earth are constantly changing, the stars are changing, and a lifetime is nothing but dust.

Hearing the news of Shi's death, Wei Ying actually gave birth to an indescribable loneliness.

The great-grandson of Katsu was slightly puzzled, thinking to himself that the most vicious enemy was dead, and that it should not be a happy thing.

So he asked, "Great Liang made, but I don't know whose era is over?" ”

Wei Ying said: "The era of competing for the deer, competing for the world, winning the Central Plains, and re-allowing the middle of the reign is over." ”

"That'...... And after that? ”

Wei Ying sighed: "In the past, the Mo family said, the journey of the avenue is also, the world is for the public, and Kyushu is one!" Selecting talents and abilities, stressing faith and harmony, so that people do not only kiss their relatives, do not only have sons and sons, so that the old have the end, the strong have usefulness, the young have growth, and the widows, widows, loneliness, and the sick are all supported; The evil goods do not have to hide in themselves, and the evil does not come out of the body and does not have to be for themselves, so that people can get their own strengths, and they all like their duties, which is called the paradise of Datong. ”

"About, it's a debate about how to reach the era of the Paradise of Harmony."

Shengqiu's great-grandson was puzzled and asked, "The world is so big. In the west of Qin, there is still a country of worshipping fire; To the west of the country of worshipping fire, there are still small states that worship the gods; In the south of Qin, there are still nine states and ten countries dominating one side. When you say that the world is one, is it a big Kyushu or a small Kyushu? ”

Wei Yingyao pointed to the people in the distance who were shocked by the news and stopped the construction of the railroad road before, and the distant area that seemed to be covered with soot and the sky, and wanted to say something, but after all, he didn't say anything.

After a while, he just sighed and said in an unprecedentedly depressed tone: "The rain is still falling. What a spring rain. Let's go, go to Pengcheng. ”

The attendant held up his umbrella and returned to the carriage with this gloomy word.

Shengxuan's great-grandson seemed to endure it for a long time, but he couldn't hold back yet, and asked, "You said, your time has passed, what ...... Is this our time? ”

Wei Ying smiled, glanced at this young man who grew up in the circle of court nobles, opened his mouth to be loyal to the monarch, and closed his mouth, and said slowly: "No...... You and we are the same era. Whether to be loyal or ungentlemanly, whether to be a monarch or not to be a monarch, whether to be a society or the world, that is the debate of the same era. ”

Shengxuan's great-grandson thought to himself, you say that I am the same era as you, but you also say that your time has passed, so ...... So I'm just growing up, and I don't have my time anymore?

With the arrogance and stubbornness of a young man, he finally asked, "Then whose era is this?" ”

Wei Ying pointed to the people who were still arguing on the knoll in the distance for a long time.

"It is the era of those who open their mouths to private property and close their mouths to public property, bow down to public opinion and look up to freedom, and to denounce fairness and explore human nature."

"Our time is over."

(End of book)