On the way back, by the side of the ditches between the fields, the children were either looking for the sweet and sweet mulberries, or fighting with the turtledoves for sweet mouths. Their mouths were either black or purple.

The smoke from the cooking stove between the city walls dared to float before the sun set. At this time, most people could not afford to use candles, and could only eat supper while it was still slightly bright.

Push open the squeaking wood door again and put the wood grass away.

I handed the lilac to my sister-in-law. My sister-in-law pinched a few. I don’t know if it was sweet or I felt that my uncle had finally done something, and no longer had a cold face and said, “Eat”!

When I returned to the house, I finally saw my elder brother with my own eyes. His body was about the same size as me, but his waist was bent early, and the traces left by making shoes all year round.

The brother named Muji was holding a tanned animal skin in his hand, as if he was thinking about using it on the upper or the sole of the shoe.

The sister-in-law handed a mulberry from the back of his neck and found the position of his mouth tacitly and accurately. The mulberry did not look up and obediently opened her mouth to swallow the mulberry.

After chewing a few bites, he threw the soft tanned skin aside, looked up and asked, "Did you go to pick up firewood in the afternoon?"

"Well, I want to do something for my family."

The mummy nodded and said only one thing the same as his wife.

"Have a meal."

After saying that, he put away all kinds of shoemaking tools and wiped his hands.

Shi felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong. In my memory, this brother rarely spoke. Today, he always felt that he wanted to speak but stopped. It was like the water droplets on the leaves in the morning. No matter how you look at it, it would fall, but no matter how hard you wait, it would not fall, until the sun rose and evaporated cleanly.

The smell of the rice wafted over the side, and I didn't think about it anymore and started to eat the first meal that came to this world.

The corn rice cooked from the three-legged clay pot was probably not carefully washed, and the fragrance of the corn was preserved.

There is a small piece of salted fish on it, so there is naturally no oil. Next to it is a can of soup made from green vegetable leaves and salted water. The vegetables inside are the mainstream vegetables, okra.

In common people's homes, corn is rice and bean leaves are soup.

There are a few beautifully dug spoons next to the clay pot. Common people rarely use chopsticks, and even if they use chopsticks, they should be very particular.

When aristocrats eat, they must have forks, spoons, chopsticks, knifes, etc. Each type of tableware has its own purpose and is a noble etiquette.

For example, when eating corn rice, you must use a spoon but not chopsticks. When eating soup, you must use chopsticks according to the situation: If there are vegetable leaves, you cannot use a spoon, you must use chopsticks to pick them up. Conversely, if there are no vegetable leaves in the soup, you must not use chopsticks.

The so-called soup with vegetables is used to use rice and do not use rice without vegetables; do not use rice and millet with chopsticks.

This is also destined. Even if you get a surname in the future, you will not be able to enter the class society. The rules of eating a meal will be laughed to death and become a laughing stock in the class society.

There are too many things to do, so he doesn't have time to spend a few years studying etiquette.

Since you are at your own home, there is not so much etiquette. You can pick up the spoon and eat it. Use the spoon to pick up the boiled okra in salt water to use the following rice.

After busy for an afternoon, I was hungry. The corn rice tasted nothing, the salted fish smelled a little, and the vegetables were relished, but I also ate them to eat them.

Halfway through the meal, the muntjac suddenly said, "Brother, I'm not happy to go picking firewood."

Shi was stunned, the spoon stopped beside his mouth, wondering why his brother was unhappy.

"My parents went there early. I would be happy if you learned to make shoes or help with other things in the morning. You should remember that you said you were unwilling to make shoes and wanted to do something big. I only advised you once, and I never advised you again after that."

Shi recalled it, it was true. He didn't know what the elder brother meant, and he didn't reply, just nodded.

"It's so convenient, being a human is like making shoes."

"What kind of shoes should be made of a piece of leather? You have to make it before cutting the skin. Half of it and want to change it, so what's the use of this piece of leather?"

"Now Mozi is teaching in the city, but you don't cherish it. At this time, or when you think about your home, doesn't it look like a piece of leather with half-made shoes? Do whatever you want to do, otherwise wouldn't the ones you did before be useless?"

Shi quietly looked up at his sister-in-law, thinking that his sister-in-law was going to say something like "It's natural for him to do these things" at this time, but she didn't expect to look up and found that his sister-in-law was just having dinner there, and she didn't say anything, and her expression didn't change much. She just fiddled a piece of salted fish into her husband's clay pot.

"Brother, I didn't change my mind. But Mozi didn't teach in the afternoon, so I went to pick up some firewood. Besides, in the morning, Mozi said that I was so carefree. This is a real thing. If you don't believe me, go and ask those people."

"real?"

He couldn't believe what kind of person Mozi was? Even if his younger brother was smart, he wouldn't have received a rating of being carved in such a short time.

Shi scratched his head and told the story of the morning, but the source of the story was hidden. This joke about buying shoes, which was not funny, attracted laughter from his brother and sister-in-law.

After a while, the mummy said again: "That's good. You know what you want to do, don't change it halfway. By the way, your sister-in-law has made you a new piece of clothing, and then wear that one when you go to the lecture. Let's try to see if it fits well later."

Shi laughed and said, "I am studying Mo, not Confucianism, so I don't have to wear new clothes. Mozi wears short brown clothes. But thanks, sister-in-law, when I have money in the future, I will make you a piece of brocade silk first."

My sister-in-law snorted, "Forget it, I'm afraid I'm wearing a hot skin."

The muntjac laughed a few times, but didn't do it, so he didn't mention the rest.

After dinner, there was no light to light, so I went back to my room while it was still a little dark.

There was a pile of soft wheat straw on the wooden board, which was my own bed, and there was a linen dress next to it, which was just right.

I carefully packed the small bag of seeds, sucked them in the wheat straw, and rubbed my shoulders. Although I was tired, it was too early and I couldn't sleep.

I put my hands behind my head, raised my legs, thinking about what happened today. The idea of ​​being at peace since I came, I had already decided as soon as I was thinking about it in the morning.

The so-called courage or wisdom is never a matter of grief that cannot be changed. Things have come to this point, that's all.

Thinking about talking to those farmers in the afternoon, I felt that even though I had a lot of ideas, with the current agricultural level, many things were not available to be implemented even if they were made.

At this time, there were many deep mountains and forests, and there were few people everywhere, but they were all too far away. These seeds were too important. If you rely solely on yourself, it would take at least three or two years to watch the bag of seeds turn into baskets of seeds without doing anything, and you would also have to worry about being stolen.

It is absolutely impossible to rely on yourself alone. Not to mention whether you snatch it or not, even if you run into the mountains and forests, what will you eat in the past two or three years?

Brother and sister-in-law can raise an idle person when eating at home, but if you go out, the expenses will not be borne by brother and sister-in-law.

After thinking about it, the pack of seeds is still the key to breaking the deadlock. If you want to protect the pack of seeds as your own bargaining weight instead of being forced to be taken away by others, you must rely on the power of the Mo family and become a formal Mo master.

In the chaotic times, you cannot take one step at a time, and I feel that I must plan where to go in the future.

Even though the Mohist thoughts have great historical limitations and many unreliable aspects, compared with those carnivorous nobles, they are more willing to believe in the Mohist people.

To find orthodox Confucianism, the matter of farming is "a villain".

It is not enough to find the Xihe School to revise Confucianism. The Duke of Wei is too powerful, and Wei produces talents, but Wei rarely uses talents.

Yang Zhu and his group of people are liberals and cannot do anything.

The Mohist school is more like Leviathan than them. At least they understand that only centralization can accomplish things in this troubled era, and just dig out a few dregs and loopholes.

In addition to these transnational political forces, there are also those vassal states, but if you think about it carefully, you can't count on it.

Even if the State of Qi builds the Jixia Academy in the future, it is to prove the legitimacy of the Tian family's generation of Qi. The authentic imperialism only has high prestige and very average strength.

The reputation of Jixia Academy is created by yin and yang and five elements, and human nature is good and spoofed. The knowledge you know will not be taken seriously in the future by Jixia Academy.

When you go to Qin, you can only be a loyal dog. An outsider without power is Qin Jun’s favorite loyal dog. When you need it, you will be bleed to appease the nobles. The king uses it to balance the seesaws of the nobles in China.

South Korea was the follower of Wei State, and Zhao State was having a hard time at this time. If these two countries wanted to break the deadlock, they could only fight to the death with Wei State. Even if Wu Qi left in the future, the Wei Wu soldiers left were enough to waste some time in Wei State.

The rest are that Yan State is too poor, Yue State is too barbaric, Chu State is too many vassals of the Western Zhou Dynasty, and Lu State is too conservative...

As for the Song Kingdom, it is a dead end. It is sandwiched between a big country and can only pretend to be a grandson. If you get up a little, you will be killed by the other families...

No matter where you go in the future, these problems must be faced and solved. This requires you to ensure that you have an independent force beyond the king and the throne. Otherwise, wherever you go, you will be dead or you will be discarded after use. The Mohist organization happens to be a perfect force that can be borrowed.

Once Mozi dies, the position of the giant will definitely be passed on to Qin Huali. Whether it is seniority or prestige, this is inevitable.

However, Qin Huali and Mozi are both teachers and friends. They are too old and are just a transition.

Then there was Meng Sheng and Tian Xiangzi. Meng Sheng gave up the great righteousness and took Xiao Yi to die in the situation set up by Wu Qi before his death. This is the key. In any case, Meng Sheng cannot be made a great master of the Mo family.

Now that I think about it, Meng Sheng should be about the same age as him, or he is still a teenager, so he still has a chance.

Once Mozi and Qin Huali passed away, they gained Mozi's trust and took the power to compile the "Mo Jing"...

You can be Bernstein of the Mohist school, and if you want to kill Mo Zi Resurrected the Mohist school theory, then a big thing can be accomplished.

In short, Mo Zi is old and can live at most ten years. There are still twenty or thirty years left before Wu Qi was shot to death and Meng Sheng was deceived by the noble Xiao Yi to die.

The Mo family is full of talents, so how to stand out is the top priority. The urgent thing is to do a few things to let Mo Zi accept himself as his personal disciple to become a formal Mo master.

I racked my brains to recall the history I knew, but I don’t know how long it had passed, and the room was pitch black.

A hunchback sound came from the next door, a faintly suppressed babbling sound.

I smiled helplessly, covered my ears and lay in the wheat straw, trying hard to sleep, which was originally easy.

Although the wheat straw is soft, it will eventually thrust.

Looking at the world, who is in the straw, but thinking about the general trend of the world is probably the only one who is the one who is in the world.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head sadly.

Before going to bed, he thought: "After soaking in numb tomorrow, I will look for an opportunity to go to Mozi to listen to his lectures, and say a few more amazing words to get into the Mo family earlier. In the future, Mozi will be gone, no matter how he will come."

"First put on a short brown robe for ten years, a soup of quinoa, and a fanatic who can benefit the world."

However, he did not know that Mozi had left Shangqiu, nor did he know that the major event that had happened in Qi that affected the trend of the entire Warring States period.
Chapter completed!