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Chapter 1: Juniper Trees Talk About the World (Part 1)

"I know that something outside the window is white, and I heard that the color inside the house is the same as the color of the object outside the window, so I can express that the color inside the house must be white. This is what my Mohist debate says about personal knowledge, hearing knowledge, and saying knowledge. The so-called knowledge means using the known to express unknowns. Do you understand?"

The capital of Song State, Shangqiu, under a juniper tree among the city walls, the simple and logical words are spoken with the hoarse and old vocal cords unique to the elderly.

The old man was wearing a brown short shirt, with a bald head, and his hair was gray and gray on his temples in front.

Although the old man is old, his waist and back are still straight, and even the scars that the world cannot beat him, such as time, cannot make him bend over.

Under the brown short shirt, it is no longer the tough and strong shell that can run for the sake of righteousness in my heart, but his heart has not changed.

Since my heart has not changed, my body is naturally straight and unyielding, my eyes are still bright, and my words are as simple and without loopholes as when I was young.

Under the tree, more than thirty young men dressed in short brown linen were kneeling on the ground, listening to the husband's words, either frowning and thinking hard, or scratching their heads in confusion.

Not long after, a young man finally patted his thigh heavily, revealing a sudden enlightenment.

I looked up at the old man under the tree with a white face, and the respect in my eyes became stronger.

The sound of the young man slapping his thighs was extremely crisp, like the thunder of spring, bringing the continuous summer rumblings. The remaining young men gradually understood and nodded and clapped their hands together.

I am glad that I have praised this gentleman who once attacked Song, and I am also glad that I can hear such worldly principles:

So simple, yet so rigorous.

Even the juniper tree that has stood for many years, and may have even seen Feng Ming destroy Zhou and divide the feudal system in the era, was blown by the wind to make Sasha's voice.

The tree seemed to understand it, and the swaying leaves blocked the sun at noon and gave it back to the old man under the tree.

The gust of wind blew, and among the more than 30 young people kneeling on the ground, only one of them had a contemplative look on his face, and he seemed to have not understood it.

Except for him, all the more than thirty people had already understood, but he was still lying with his head down and muttering, which inevitably made him feel sad as if he was standing in the crowd of cranes.

However, the heart is hidden in the body, covering a layer of hidden shell. Everyone next to him thinks that what he is thinking about may not be what he is really thinking about now.

In fact, when the gentleman under the tree finished speaking this sentence, he already knew the answer. This was a simple logic in his opinion, so of course it was not the case that he was thinking about.

The young man's name is Shi, which is suitable for the feet and shoes.

The reason for this name is that the family is a shoemaker's family. In addition to making shoes, the most common thing my father said was to ask the guests whether the boots were suitable, so he gave his son such a name.

As for the surname, this is an era when kings, princes, generals and ministers do have a kind of experience. The surname is too far and luxurious for a family that makes a living by working as a shoemaker.

Before this, those who can leave a note in historical books are either rich or noble.

But under some opportunity, his ancestors were also considered figures left by history books.

Leave a mark, but it may not be known.

It just left traces and became the supporting role in the story.

This story is called Zihan You Nei. Shi's grandfather worked as a shoemaker in Shangqiu, and his family was neighbors with Zihan, which affected the walls of Zihan's family.

Sicheng was Sikong. In order to avoid the taboo of Sikong, the son of Song Wu, changed to Sicheng. Zihan was also the surname Zi, and was actually a powerful vassal of the Song State.

Because of the wall problem, Zihan wanted to demolish it and let it move it away. Grandpa Shi said that if you dismantle those who asked me to make shoes, you can't find me, if you can't find me, if you can't find shoes, you can't find shoes for them, if I can't make shoes for them, you can't eat.

So Zihan left behind a famous reputation for his eternal success. As for whom he was, future generations only knew that he was a shoemaker.

Zihan has long passed away, but the wall is still there. Whenever someone passes by, he will give some advice on Zihan's virtues back then.

The person who makes shoes outside the wall still lives in his father's business; although the neighbors inside the wall die, the descendants will eventually have people like Le Yi, Le Yangzi, and Le Chengong. This is an era when kings, princes, generals and ministers have a certain degree of experience.

Family of shoemakers.

People from Song Guocheng.

No surname is despicable.

This is the identity that is currently in line.

He is only a higher status than slaves, son-in-law, etc., and is a hereditary handicraft.

At this time, he seemed to be lowering his head and pondering the logical reasoning words that the old man said, but in fact he was constantly thinking in his heart, and even found a surname for himself.

"I'm so stupid, really. My surname is Ye. Ye Gong is very good at Ye! Ye, I do often sit in front of the computer and talk about the past and present, and talk about the affairs of time traveling through kings and overlords. But that's because I know that time traveling through time is impossible, so I like to talk about... If I know that time traveling through time really goes to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, my grandson will talk about time traveling through time..."

"Yes... I appreciate the temperament of the people, princes, generals and ministers. I tend to sympathize with the working people because I am, but I only heard that street lights should be erected according to their tendencies, but I have never heard that time travel and time travel should be arranged according to their tendencies? If I knew that I wanted to travel to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, I would have long called for the bloody nobles to be rich in martial ethics..."

There was a small package in his arms, which further confirmed the authenticity of his thoughts and the cruelty of reality.

The bag of things in his arms does not belong to the world under the juniper tree, and it is also his only connection with the previous world.

Before traveling through time, he was just blowing water with someone on a forum. Someone asked what he could only get one kilogram of things if he traveled through time to ancient times.

This is a fantasy game he often played on various water-blowing forums before traveling through time. He replied without thinking, "Of course it is a kilogram of seeds, a grain of millet planted in spring and harvested ten thousand seeds in autumn. This is the only item that can increase exponentially. Especially if you travel to the early Warring States Period, combined with the technical promotion of monopoly on ox plowing and papermaking and printing, you can speed up the disintegration of aristocratic etiquette and knowledge monopoly..."

Who would have thought that yesterday was still giving me passionate words, but today I really had a kilogram of seeds in my arms and traveled through time and became a despicable person without a surname.

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

It was too early to Zhang Qian’s mission to the Western Regions, let alone a more distant voyage around the world. Not to mention corn, cotton, and sorghum, cucumber, coriander, and garlic are still unknown. This kilogram of seeds can indeed have the power to leverage the world if used well.

But the problem is that now he finds that his time travel is simply hell difficulty.

My family is a shoemaker family, without land, belongs to handicraftsmen, and has a very low status. In this era, there are almost no channels for upward development, and even the lowest-level noble corporals belong to.

He didn't even have a surname, which shows that he had no fief in his family back four hundred years. In this era when his father was a nobleman and had a surname, he wanted to make a fool of himself. Cao Gui was able to argue because he was a national who could talk about state affairs and was a higher-ranking taxi. This is a very difficult identity gap across the country. To sum up, more than ten generations may be real relatives with some monarchs and nobles.

On the other hand, my ancestors could only shed tears.

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

This is true for the monarch, let alone the common people.

As for the gentleman who was teaching under the juniper tree, the logic just now had already understood who the gentleman opposite was.

Touching the bag of seeds in his arms, looking at the gentleman with white hair and a stunning face under the tree, Shi said in his heart, "Mr. Mo Zhai, you are a representative of a small handicraft. Your bag of seeds will definitely accelerate the birth of farmer and emerging landlords. In such an era of feudal bloodlines and high and low status, the union of these two professions sounds like a sense of mission... But in fact, if you are not careful, you will end up with thousands of arrows piercing the heart and five horses dismembering the corpse."

As Kong Zhongni set a precedent for private learning more than a hundred years ago, the wisdom of the people in the bamboo slip era gradually increased, and more nobles began to feel fear.

Fearing that they subconsciously know that their status and wealth may not be related to their qualities and abilities.

When this fear reflects into reality, it is the extreme madness of counterattack.

The despicable Shi could only shudder while shocking his situation. Thinking about the way Wu Qi, Shang Yang and others died, they could only feel chills all over.

While he was still shocked by his own situation, the voice of the old man under the tree sounded again, interrupting his random thoughts.

"Don't you understand the reason?"

Shi raised his head and found that the husband was staring at him and asked the words, and he suddenly felt a little nervous.

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

The gentleman in front of me is the key to his ability to live less dull in this troubled times and then change some things.

You can think of it in a mess before, but in the end, the three views have been formed. After thinking of it in a mess, you can only accept the facts and follow your own wishes.

The gentleman in front of him must remember himself and use this as a step forward in the future, otherwise, with his current identity, any thought will be delusions.

My previous confused state obviously would not leave any good impression on this gentleman.

Although I don’t know what year tonight, Shi knew very well the energy of the old man under the tree, who was later called "Mozi", and could even directly recommend outstanding disciples from his disciples to serve as an official.

I also knew from my memory that I was not a real Mo at this time, nor Mo Zi's personal disciple, but just an ordinary person who occasionally listened to lectures under the tree of Mo Zi.

A few days ago, Mo Zi was seriously ill and was recuperating in Shangqiu. After he recovered, he gave lectures under the tree. There were many listeners, but these young people under the tree still have a long way to go before becoming a real Mo man.

Shi knew that Mozhe was not a Xuanqi sect with unparalleled skills in the world, but a secret organization with strict discipline and somewhat mysteriousness. It was a group like a brotherhood, a Knights Templar without a fiefdom.

Before each Mo family giant passed away, he must appoint the next giant. After the official election, the Mo people must obey the orders of the selected giant and die in fire and water.

Every official Mozhan should devote a portion of his income to the organization, and the money should be used to perform "the great righteousness of the world", especially those who are recommended as officials.

In the eyes of every official Moist scholar, the organizational discipline of the Mo family was higher than that of the national law. In an era when the king said a word to be a national law, the son of the giant Qin Mo killed people. Even if the King of Qin was pardoned, he had to be killed and punished according to the organizational discipline.

On the other hand, we can also know that the Mohist has a great energy, which can penetrate the grassroots official system of Qin in the later period. The King of Qin, who had concentrated power after the reform, personally asked for mercy and did not dare to act rashly.

After becoming a Mo person, you must regularly participate in activities to worship ghosts and gods, believe that there are gods above you, believe in the sayings of ghosts and gods, and eat them after the sacrifices, deepen the feelings of internal members during the meal, and explore the Mo family's ideas... But you must also believe in the will of ghosts and gods in a schizophrenia, and then do not believe in the sayings of "destiny" and "destiny of heaven".

The Mohist should achieve synonyms between the top and the bottom. The selected giant is the standard of "righteousness". It is said to be yes, and it is said to be not.

In the era of the mainstream patriarchal aristocrats, they could shout everywhere to "select the emperor" and "the legitimacy of the king's power comes from contracts signed with their subjects", but they were not culled. Obviously, there was a transnational armed group behind them. Anyone who was armed would never be foolish and sweet, and it was even more impossible to be a loose ranger alliance.

As for the "non-attack" that sounds kind and childish, what is hidden behind it is called "slaughter". The Mo people have to oppose unrighteous attacks, but they have to jump out of the first time for the "slaughter" and shout that this is not attacks, which is a word game of punishment.

It is attack, it is punishment... For the Mohist school, which has the synonym of the upper and lower levels, it is actually a sentence from the Giant who has the final interpretation power. The Giant says that you are attacking you, attacking you, saying that you are punishing you, and saying that you are practicing the righteousness of the world and unifying the troubled times is practicing the righteousness of the world.

As for those who are not allowed to be buried after death, those who are not allowed to be greedy for enjoyment during their lifetime, those who are not addicted to the sensuality of the world and those who are in the Mohist school of thought, there are countless others.

But at this moment, Shi didn't think so much about right or wrong, historical limitations, etc.

He may not agree with it even if he can't do it.

But he knew that if he didn't seize this opportunity, he would be the bottom of the country in this era where civilians' lives were as cheap as grass.

At this moment, all he thought about was... to find a way to get into the team of Mozhe. Only in this way would he have the opportunity to realize his various ambitions and the only chance he could infer from his background at this time.

As for whether you believe in the Mohist doctrine or not, it doesn't matter.

People can be disguised. Before Mozi passed away, they could pretend to be a good student, or even Mozi's most determined supporter and the most obedient student.
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