As the news spread to the Messenger that day, the villages and communities where the Messenger went deep into the world began to be busy mowing the grass, which was faster than the speed of recruiting troops at this time.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and everyone is not afraid of heat for their own benefit, and they are in full swing.

To guide people with profit is the foundation of the Mohist doing things.

The pieces of grass are cut down, dried and then tied into bundles according to the requirements of the ink operator, or pulled back into piles with a ox cart to prevent rain and store.

The ink transmitters will guide each of them when they bundle and stack them, and strive to avoid being wet and moldy by rain.

Working people bring simple meals and don’t go back unless it rains heavily.

Mo people from all villages and communities have learned the art of defending the city with Mozi. In "Orders" and "Miscellaneous Guards", the arrangements for defending the city can also be used to distribute and do things.

Cooking, delivering water, bundling, and drying... Make appropriate decisions based on the understanding of everyone's personality, strength, and family members in the village community, which is necessary to defend the city in the "Order".

These Momen may not be able to guard the Three Miles City alone, but it is useless to arrange the work of a small Qiudian village.

This distribution method has never been used before, and the efficiency has never been used before.

This fatigue of labor is also diluted by the yearning for future life. If the subordinate Tian Jun and others see it, they must be amazed at the speed of work of these lazy farmers.

The smell of the cut grass has an indescribable fragrance that permeates the villages and communities outside Peiyi.

While the bone maker was busy bundling, he heard a child shouting from a distance. Those busy people stopped their work and put their hands on the pergola to look at the children running in the distance.

"What's wrong?"

Everyone thought something happened to the village community and was uneasy, thinking that someone's house was on fire?

This is not a trivial matter. Now the roof is full of thatch, and once the fire catches, the whole village will be finished.

Now Mozhe went deep into the village and community, gathered the people in the village and jointly formulated a simple autonomy law that the village and community could accept and participate in. Anyone whose house caught fire would be held accountable.

Needless to say, the punishment may be necessary to pay more for the food for the cattle and horses for the people in the army in the future. Everyone was worried, but in the pleasure of working and the perennial conviction, they forgot the thing they had dreamed of.

When the child ran closer again, he finally heard clearly what the child was talking about with panting voices.

"It's blooming! It's blooming! There's really a sun set on it!"

Everyone didn't react for a while. After waiting for a while, someone realized it. They remembered what the ink temple in red robe said a few months ago after blinking his fingers: Golden Crow!

The child will not lie. It seems that the plants in the village really attracted some strange phenomena?

The bone maker knew that it was just a sunny flower, looking like the sun. But the people in the village community didn't know that, shouting and excitedly, holding the bone maker's hand and letting him go back to the village community to take a look.

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When the flowers in a certain village community bloom, it means that the sunflowers in other village communities have either bloomed or are about to bloom.

That prophecy is finally about to be fulfilled.

This prophecy is of little significance to the handicraftsmen in Peiyi City.

They did not participate in such sacrifices, nor did they value such sacrifices, but they still had various connections with these Mo people who rarely went deep into Peiyi.

The ink master is very weird.

After they arrived in Peiyi, they held the contract orders of Song Gong and Sicheng in their hands, but did not take charge of anything.

Collect taxes, collect taxes, check private fields, and organize fields and sacks. Don’t care about them all, at least now, let them go.

Even most of the Mo people live in thatched houses outside the city, not in the city, but only occasionally enter the city.

Even though he only entered the city occasionally, as a group of Mozhe, a large number of handicraftsmen, he quickly attracted private handicraftsmen in Peiyi in various ways.

When the carpenters saw the wheelbarrow called the ink car, the double-shaft carriage, and the orange steak installed by the ink painter "Xingyi" by the city side, they knew that the rumors were not fake. This 70-year-old Mo Di was indeed a carpenter master, and even his disciples had such talent.

Shortly after this novelty, several ink-speaking men opened a tofu shop and a wheat flour shop in the city, and also taught these techniques to others in the city, each occupying a corner and not affecting each other.

Later, just like Shangqiu, the free ink cart, the craftsman association, the public wheat flour mill, the shop that exchanges soybeans for soybean oil...

All kinds of strange things that were not once began to appear in Peiyi City, occupying the southwest corner of the city, which gradually became a place where people in Peiyi City gathered.

Every night, those who are greedy will come to exchange money or soybeans for some tofu; those who get good fish will come to ask for some coriander to make fish soup; those who have accumulated wheat will come here to grind it into powder, and learn to make food with the ink here; they will come to listen to people tell stories in the evening.

Those who participated in the craftsman association jointly paid for the construction of an oil shop specializing in employed workers in the southwest corner of the city to squeeze soybeans. These oils were not only sold in Peiyi, but sometimes merchants brought them back to Taoyi, Shangqiu, Pengcheng and other places.

The millstone that was originally just a cow and horse with eye masks was replaced by a hydraulic mill by the river not long ago. The amount of wheat flour is ground every day, but there is not so much wheat for the time being.

The two Mo people here take care of these industries. The people in Peiyi think that the person with a very tall and scarred face must be the leader.

Both of them are very civilized and they are really useless to do things. Anyone who has something to do can help as long as the other party can do it.

Occasionally, when someone fights, these two people will come forward to stop them. Originally, they were just talking about the truth, but later, once the truth was not done, the man pressed them all to the ground and couldn't move.

At extremely special times, these two people would also invite people with similar tempers to drink, and they would drink good wines that people from the market have never seen in their lives. They are both clear and strong, and they can get drunk with just one cup.

When they need to make money, these two people are not vague. If anyone is in a hurry to use money, as long as they ask clearly, they will never make money when they take money. They seem to be a group of cheerful rangers.

These two people never talked about the sacrifice that shocked Peiyi, as if they had nothing to do with them. They just occasionally asked about it, and they would know it when they were told.

By July, the Peiyi handicraftsmen who joined the Craftsman Association basically completed this year's military tuition with mutual help and profit. They also heard a lot of stories, and finally someone began to ask some questions.

For example, what exactly does the Mozhe do?

For example, what is the meaning of the Mozhe?

For example, can we become ink masters?

For example, can you teach us how to write?

After asking this or that request, both of them generally do not answer directly, even after drinking, but have to wait until the next day to answer.

Often the next day, the Mo people will come from outside the city to be responsible for answering or solving these problems.

The person with scars on his face explained: "This is called...there is a specialty in skills. This is what our people say, everyone does different things. They are much better at answering your questions than Luo Caili and I."

After those few inquiries, the stories told in the evening gradually became the Tao and righteousness of the Mozhe. Those who came to teach took a picture of "silver" that seemed strange to the people of Peiyi. They were full of words. According to the words above, they were very popular and easy to understand, but they always attracted everyone's applause.

At the beginning, I just talked about some superficial truths.

For example, one day, a "cao silk" with the name "lecture note" spoke a word.

The word "true".

It is not the power of power, but the power of weighing.

"Zi Mozi said: In the body, power is called power. Power is not right, nor is it wrong, power is right. Power is right. Cut the fingers to maintain the wrist, take the big in profit, and take the small in harm. Take the small in harm, not harm, and seek profit. What they take is what people hold. When encountering a thief, cut the fingers to avoid being self-profit, which is good; when encountering a thief, it is bad."

The person who gave the lecture notes wrote the word "power" for weighing the weight and explained: "Zi Mozi said that in the body of doing it, the importance of measuring it is called "power"."

"The right is not right, nor is it wrong."

"The power is legitimate, dialectical, and contradictory."

"Cut off your fingers to preserve your wrists, which is to choose the big ones in profit and the small ones in harm's."

"Choose the smallest among the harm, not to harm, but to profit."

"When encountering a robber, cut off your fingers to avoid killing yourself, this is profit; when encountering a robber, this is harm. This kind of profit and harm are dialectical and relative."

Such a simple truth caused a sensation in the market. People think about the words said by the ink masters and find it more and more mysterious.

Power is not right or wrong. A simple but philosophical explanation begins the first lesson of the Mozhe lecture notes, teaching these people in the market to look at problems dialectically.

This is Zi Mozi's original words. Zi Mozi also praised Guo Shi for being able to understand this passage best, so part of the lecture notes was naturally written by Secretary Shi. This is the simplest law of unity of opposition.

From this lecture notes, gradually, these urban handicraftsmen began to hear some stories of Mozi traveling around and traveling in various countries.

One day, after a medler's lecturer told a story, these people fell into thought.

"Zi Mozi traveled south to Chu State, and the King of Chu did not want to see him, so he sent Mu He to see him. After hearing Zi Mozi's proposal, Mu He said, 'Your proposition is indeed good, but you are not a noble. I am afraid that the princes and princes will not adopt it because you are an ordinary citizen'. Zi Mozi asked, 'If a handful of grassroots can cure diseases, the people will be better after eating it, and the emperor will be better after eating it. Will the emperor not take it because it is grassroots or what the people eat? Since this is the case, then the princes and nobles should not collect taxes from the people to brew fine wine to sacrifice to the Emperor of Heaven, because this is not planted by them, but by the people. The Emperor of Heaven will definitely be disgusted because it is planted by the people!'"

After telling this story, someone immediately muttered disdainfully: "It's not just them who planted it. Isn't it done by us peasants, industry and commerce companies? If we really dislike us, we can't eat the food we grow, don't use the utensils we make, and don't drink the wine we make!"

"that is!"

"If you don't have crops or frugality, you will have a good harvest. Why?"

"This is wrong! Otherwise, if Mo Zi's proposal is right, he should be virtuous and equal."

"Don't you Mozhe have any saying of the paradise? Let's tell us."

Looking at these aggressive people in the market, the ink-given handout packed his grass and silk and smiled: "That's all about today. Let's talk about it slowly in the future. In a few days, the people from the craftsman meeting will come from Shangqiu. They will teach you how to make a new farm tool. Then we will talk slowly while doing things..."

In this way, these ink masters slowly took root among the handicraftsmen in Peiyi. They relied on the oil pressing workshops and public mills jointly operated by craftsmen and fundraising joint ventures to tie everyone up from the profits, and began to slowly instill the righteousness of the ink masters.

After these craftsmen gradually began to understand the mysterious Mozhe who had previously thought it was mysterious, something happened, and this incident quickly spread throughout Peiyi.

One day in early August, when the sunflowers outside Peiyi were already blooming, the two men from Peiyi invited many handicraftsmen to drink.

There was not much wine, and the vegetables were made of salt and beans. The one who treated them was a rare female ink-like man with a strange but cute white cloth apron.
Chapter completed!