"The Mo is the chariot that the two armies are in front of the battle, the vanguard, and the scout. No one needs to believe it, as long as the Mo is obeyed, it is good. Unexpected people do not deserve to be the Mo if they are willing to save the world."

"The earth does its best, and the people do their best. No one is always noble, no one is always noble, no one is always inferior, and they value both virtuous and love..."

A group of people said a few words in a verbal way, and Gongsun Ze was secretly happy.

I thought it was true, you did not tell the most unacceptable part of the Mozhe. No wonder these people believed you. Now I expose your lie, and these people will definitely wake up.

He shouted loudly, suppressed everyone, and sneered: "But this person didn't tell you that Mo needs a burial, isn't it fun? Mo wants people in the world to be buried with only three feet of coffins after death. They want people in the world to not listen to the sound of silk strings, bells and drums."

"But he did not mention anything in his prophecy. Do you still want to go to such a paradise?"

I thought it was a deafening question, but after I felt that everyone would wake up and leave.

But they didn't expect that everyone around them opened their eyes wide, and their eyes looked like they were looking at the rabbit lip in his fiefdom.

What made him even more furious was a girl who had not yet grown up, and she smiled and sarcastically said: "Young Master, we don't have what you said at all. Whether it's a grand funeral or a bell, drum, silk string, we don't have it."

She used a kind of sincerity and ignorance unique to a girl, which seemed to be in the inner doubts. She opened her eyes wide and slowly said the last sentence like the most dust-free child.

"How can the Mozhe... take away something we don't have at all?"

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This simple and irrefutable rhetoric attracted a lot of praise.

"How can the Mozhe... take away something we don't have at all?"

"That's right, we don't have it at all. Even if they want to take it away, how can they take it away?"

"All the ghosts are dead, and they will not be in love with life. Even if we have one, what will happen if we are buried? We don't ask for after death, but only in this life!"

"Yes, the land of happiness is only between the nine states and the world, not the world of ghosts and gods after death!"

Shi tilted his head, glanced at Luhua, who had been instigated by him for a long time, and quietly gave her a thumbs up.

Luhua looked at the praiseworthy thumb, and her heart was sweet, her smile was like a flower, and her eyebrows were like the moon.

Gongsun Ze is a true gentleman, so he believes that the most unbearable days of burial after death and the unhappy days before his death.

I thought that after saying this, these people would repent, but I didn't expect that they would bring more backlash.

He gritted his teeth, and at this moment, he finally understood what the Master said: Don’t say anything but to say something. If you make a mistake, the wise will not say anything!

There is nothing to talk about with these common people. I have talked so much here, so this is unwise!

But when he looked at Shi's smile with his head raised, his anger could not be eliminated. Finally, he ignored his dignity and elegance and cursed at Shi's nose: "What qualifications do you have to be a teacher? A person like you are the root of chaos in the world. People are confused, and people are confused! Do you want to see the world's disputes and the lives are in trouble?"

He said with a tsk, "Mo saves the world, not for troubled times. Besides, Confucius once said that if there is a way in the world, then rituals, music, and conquering will come from the emperor. Now, rituals, music, and conquering will not come from the emperor, which shows that the world is in no way. A hundred years ago, rituals had collapsed and music had been destroyed. In fact, there was no son, Mozi, let alone Yang Zhu, who was in no way in the world, would it be blamed on us?"

"I, Mo, have the heart to save the world, and I feel unbearable when I see the chaos in the world. That's why I hide here, teach everyone, and enlighten the people. Haven't you heard that the people should not be used, and know them? Isn't it good for me to teach several talents? Even if Confucius is resurrected, I will praise me."

Gongsun Ze thought to himself, you are misinterpreting the Master's original intention again, and that sentence should not be so decisive at all.

But he had figured out before that such people should not speak with each other. They were clever and unintentionally arguing, and snorted: "Talented and national savages? Who do you think you are? Can you teach talented and national savages? How can you teach talented and national savages when you go abroad? You can only teach a group of villains who serve millet and sorghum!"

This was already angered by the public. Shi shook his head and said, "How do you know that I only know how to farm? After Confucius, few people who are knowledgeable and knowledgeable than those who are better than those who are Mozi."

"So what? Even if you are well-informed, you are all lowly things. How can you govern the country? How can you know politics?"

Shi curled his lips and said with a smile: "In the "Rites", he once said: Raising a nation's son to use Taoism, he taught the six arts: one is five rituals, two is six music, three is five archery, four is five archery, five is six books, and six is ​​nine numbers. Could it be that these six arts can't support the national soldiers?"

Gongsun Ze glanced at his figure, then looked at his arm and fingers, and sneered: "You know how to be polite? You know how to ejaculate? Can you afford a chariot?"

Shi also sneered: "If you don't keep your etiquette, you may not be rude. If you don't shoot, you may not be able to shoot. Without a chariot, you may not be able to drive. How can you know that I can't teach others? That's it. Since you think I can't be a teacher, let's bet on these six arts, how about it?"

Gongsun Ze was shocked and thought, "Is this person hidden in his mind?" He has lost for a while now. If these Six Arts lose to this person again, then what kind of face does he have to talk about here?"

Although Mo Di is a man without a king or a father, if you talk about erudition, there are indeed few enemies today. Among his disciples, there are also traitors of Zixia's personal disciples like Qin Huali. Could it be that Mo Di is really good at all the six arts?

After a slight shock in my heart, I took a look at it again, and thought that things had come to this point, so I could only bite the bullet and compete.

He said loudly: "Okay! How to compare?"

Shi laughed and said, "If there is no morality today, a gentleman should hide it. As the saying goes, when you are full and do nothing all day long. Zhong Ni said, "Is there no gambler? It's still a virtuous person. Since you have nothing to do, you might as well gamble. It's better than debate with people like you and me who cannot be said."

Gongsun Ze did not know that Shi was a person who was preparing to tamper with and correct the ambitious people, and he was well aware of the way to carry the flag and fight the flag.

These sentences are all found from the Master's words, but they are combined together and taken out of context but are not the Master's meaning at all.

But Shi did not directly mention the Mohist remarks, so Gongsun Ze was not easy to refute, and he had no energy to refute them.

If you want to refute what you said just now, you must first argue whether you have the truth or the truth at this time, and then argue whether you are full or have the national affairs all day long, so that you can finally argue whether you are suitable for the game at this time. If you are afraid that you will end up in vain, you can only snort coldly to show your disdain.

"Let me do this. If I win, you lose two taels of gold. If I lose, I won again not preach here. I will win two games and I will first set the questions, and then it is your turn. I will choose the Six Arts and the Learning of the Gentleman. How about it?"

Of course Gongsun Ze could take out two taels of gold, but only forty taels.

It is really worth it to exchange for forty taels of gold for such confusing words to disappear.

But when he thought about it, he always felt something was wrong, so he asked, "Even if you understand the Six Arts, what's the use of not teaching?"

"If I don't teach now, it doesn't mean I won't teach in the future. When Confucius taught his son, Ran You and Gong Xihua asked him why the questions were different? The so-called teaching according to his aptitude, when will Zixia be able to teach poetry? Isn't it necessary to wait until the opportunity comes?"

"Do you think that Zhongni doesn't understand poetry? The reason why he didn't pass on Zixia is that it's not time yet. Now here, how do you know that I won't teach them these six arts?"

After pouring a large bowl of poisonous chicken soup in, Gongsun Ze's head became muddy again.

I thought to myself, is this person really going to teach the Six Arts? It’s just that these common people are not suitable for learning at this time, so they didn’t teach immediately? Could it be that I was wrongly blamed him?

Thinking about it again, this person spoke of Confucius and kept silent. But he had never said this Mo Di several times. Could it be that he was in the Mohist family and the Confucianism?

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and said, "A gentleman's word!"

"The ink is just a word."

"It's hard to chase his tongue!"

The two of them slapped their high fives three times, witnessing the villagers and Gongsun Ze’s friends.

The people in the village were beating all the time, thinking that they were two taels of gold! Two taels of gold, and the other party agreed without blinking! He was busy for a year, so he would not talk about two taels of gold, could he change two sheets of linen?

After clapping my hands, I thought, I can do nothing about five rituals and six music?

I thought to myself, my teaching will be teaching in the future, but our rituals and books are different from yours.

However, Sun Bin has not yet become an official, and Tian Ji's father is still busy with civil war and has no intention of racing horses. I think you have never heard of this horse racing story.

Since I asked me to give the question first, the odd number is me and the even number is you, and the chance of winning is great.

Even if you don’t win, you win and lose. By the third question, I will come up with a question that will only be compared ten years later. I don’t believe a gentleman like you. I am embarrassed to come and cause trouble for me before the bet is over?

Gentleman, although it is dangerous, it is easy to bully.

Among the six arts, there are still nine numbers.
Chapter completed!