In the distance, hundreds of men were walking urgently here, and after they were assigned to the village community, they were obviously familiar with each other, implying the way of military formation.

It was the first time Shi had seen so many Momen. Seeing this posture, he suddenly thought of a sentence.

A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops came to meet each other, which was exactly the same as this scene.

Many of the ink masters did not carry swords, and some were craftsmen with axes in their hands.

They were all wearing short brown clothes and covered in gray, which was truly unparalleled.

There are many handicrafts nowadays. If the appropriate method of farming and annealed cast iron will be widely spread in the future, and a large number of farmers join the ink, the two axes and sickles can be used as the symbol of the ink.

Unfortunately, Shi had no say at this time, otherwise Shi would ask the little noble directly: "Where are you doing? If you don't say it, you're not going to have a boss? I want to steal my territory and ask if there are hundreds of brothers behind me?"

This kind of villain's successful mentality is vividly revealed in his heart, but his face is not shown, he just secretly observes the advance and retreat of these ink masters.

The little noble and his private relatives dare not move, but the little nobles kept reminding those private relatives not to move.

After a while, Mo Zi came to Shi and took a look.

Shi thought about it for a while and said, "Shi, who practices the meaning of ink, has met sir."

He did not say that he was a man of ink, but just said that he was a man of ink.

If Mo Zi asked, he would say that he did not know the rules of the Mo man and thought that the meaning of the Mo man was the Mo man.

Mo Zi smiled and received this gift, and replied: "The uncensored jade can be carved, made in August. It is you who carved you. But who made you become a jade purplish by the sun and the moon in the stone?"

He wanted to answer just now, but Mo Zi shook his hand and signaled that there was no need to answer first.

At this time, the little noble and other people came to greet each other quickly and said, "I have met Mr. Mo Di."

I originally thought that Mo Zi would reason with the other party, but only did things when he talked about the other party was speechless.

Unexpectedly, Mo Zi asked directly: "Did you come by yourself? Or did someone ask you to come?"

When the little nobleman heard this question, he didn't want to say anything about whether Shi could plant or teach the fields. He bowed his head and replied, "It was me who came spontaneously when I saw the profit. Someone told me that there is treasure here. I also heard that Shi was not a man of Mo, so I came. If I knew Shi was really a disciple of Mr. Shi, how dare I come? Please forgive me."

Mo Zi's face was calm and said calmly: "The rules of the Mo family are that Mo people are single-minded. If you are the Mo people before, you insult him because of greed, and I insult him will be selected to fight you to death. But what you are right is that he was just the meaning of the Mo people before, not the Mo people, so you will be spared from fighting because of humiliation."

The little nobleman secretly wiped his sweat. At this time, there were not many written laws, and not many people were concerned about such murder. Especially the death fights caused by insults were the cause of death that everyone in the world accepted, and they would not think there was anything wrong with this.

If the murderer dies, and the injured person will be punished, it will be decades later after Shang Yang's reforms.

Among the Mo people, there were many brave and cruel people who used to be. The little nobles also knew that they would fight these people to death, so where would they still have their lives?

Even if he dies, Si Cheng will not cause trouble for Mozhe because of his death.

Mo Zi asked a few more questions, as if thinking, and after a moment, he said, "You are greedy but you have nothing to gain. I will only ask you one thing, do you want these rice seeds, but to help the world?"

This kind of problem can be lying at any time, but the little nobleman didn't even think about it and replied directly: "No, it's just because of greed and self-interest."

Mo Zi nodded and said, "That's it. Although the child you whipped is not Mo, it is also for the sake of doing justice in the world."

"I have always said that if you do it right, you will be rewarded, and if you do it wrong, you will be punished. As for right or wrong, you should use the will and righteousness as the rules to measure it. Of course, this child should be rewarded. If you do it right, you will always be beaten. If this child is right, he will always be beaten. What's so great about me, the man in the future, will he always be beaten?"

Xiaogui's clan was sweating coldly when he heard this, and he didn't know what Mozi would do.

Mo Zi glanced at Gong Zaoye and said slowly, "This is how it is, thirty-seven, you break his arm."

Gong Zaoye nodded, and the little nobleman heard that it was interrupting rather than cutting off, and exhaled a long sigh.

He hurriedly untied his belt, exposed his left hand on his own initiative, and saluted Mozi and said, "Thank you, Mr. Mozi."

"What do you thank me?"

"Broken this arm and let me gather my greed. Otherwise, I might lose my life in the future because of greed, so thank you."

Gong Zaoye nodded, pulled out the copper sword, and slapped it out suddenly. The sound of the wind whimpered, and he slapped the man's arm with his sword spine.

With a click, the humerus was broken, and the little noble groaned and gritted his teeth and refused to shout.

Gong Zaoye pointed to his face and said, "Remember me, my name is Gong Zaoye. If you want to seek revenge, come to me."

The little nobleman looked pale and sweated in pain, but he also knew that the tougher he was at this time, the more trouble he was.

He is also a person who has seen some scenes, gritting his teeth and not humming or answering.

Seeing that he was like this, Mo Zi didn't say much, and waved his hand to signal him to leave.

The little nobleman dragged his bone-broken left arm, and his shoulders were trembling in pain, but he still bowed again.

He knew that this was the case with Mozhe. Since it was solved at this time, he would think that this thing would not happen in the future.

His arm bone was broken, not by him, but by public smuggling, so it is considered a shame. If you have the chance in the future, you can seek revenge.

But he is not stupid. This is a person who can defeat Luyang Gong. If you look for revenge on him, isn’t that he thinks he is slow to die?

However, since Gong Zaoye put down this sentence, it means that Mo Zi would not delve into the matter behind it. His lips that he had bitten were covered in blood at this time, and he was about to scream out in pain, but he forced himself to salute before leaving, and he didn't want any childish thoughts such as revenge.

The private relatives helped him onto the carriage and hurriedly left. After walking out for dozens of feet, a scream finally came from the carriage.

Shi was stunned by Mo Zi's way of dealing with this matter. It can be said that according to Mo Zhu's set of views on right and wrong, right and wrong, it is clear.

As for seeking revenge, the scream that only came after leaving dozens of feet has already shown the problem.

The Mohist next to him didn't take it seriously at all. He thought it was supposed to be like this. If the Mohist didn't even have such a means, how could he walk among the world?

After all those people left, Gongsun Ze was still standing beside him and had already saluted before. Seeing that he had not left, Mo Zi asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I would like to ask a question for you. It has nothing to do with what happened just now."

Mo Zi nodded and said, "Since that's the case, please ask. Come here."

Shi hurried over, Gongsun Ze's face was expressionless, as if he hadn't seen the scene of his broken arm just now. His face was as old as before, and he was still neither humble nor arrogant.

"Shi, who did you hear about Xi Zhong's disability? Which ancient book was recorded?"

When Mozi heard this, he thought that he only knew Xi Zhong's combat chariot and really didn't know about Xi Zhong's disability. What's going on?

Shi was confused for a long time before he thought that when he was talking nonsense with Gongsun Ze that day, he made up a story himself.

He thought Gongsun Ze was for something else, but he never expected that he didn't care about this for a word, but he just saw the nonsense that came out of Gongsun Ze's carriage at that time.

In his mouth, it was just a nonsense; but in Gongsun Ze's ears, it was a history that was hard to explain and could not be relieved.

At this time, Gongsun Ze asked in front of Mo Zi, thinking that it doesn’t matter if he answered or not, but he must satisfy Mo Zi.

After thinking about it, he replied: "My Mohist debate skills have false statements."

"If... then... if... you must... then... then... these are all false statements."

"I said that Xi Zhong's disability is actually based on the name... then... this judgment. Xi Zhong's leg and foot disability can still teach people to drive. If you don't understand the nine numbers, you must not teach people to nine numbers."

"In my Mohist debate, there are also differences between big reasons, small reasons, and no reason."

"The so-called great reason is that Zi Mozi said that what is necessary is that it is inevitable, and what is not impossible is that it is not true; the so-called small reason is that what is necessary is that it is not necessary, and what is not impossible is not true."

"So, if there is A, there will be B; if there is A, there will be no B."

"So, there is not necessarily B with A, but without A, there must be no B."

"For no reason, there is no relationship between having A and having B, and there is no relationship between not having A and not having B."

"Understanding nine numbers is a little bit of being able to teach nine numbers. Understanding nine numbers may not be able to teach nine numbers, or not, or not being able to speak with his mouth. But if he does not understand nine numbers, he must not be able to teach nine numbers."

"If both hands and feet are disabled and cannot drive, then both hands and feet are disabled, which is the big reason why you cannot drive. If you are disabled, you must not drive, and you must not drive. If you are disabled, you must not drive. If you are disabled, you must not drive."

"But both hands and feet are just a big reason why you can't drive, but you can't teach driving for no reason. Therefore, you can teach driving for your hands and feet, or you can't teach driving. Whether you can teach a disabled person will teach driving, not whether he has a disabled person."

"As for whether Xi Zhong is really disabled, it is not important in this argument."

The ink masters nodded repeatedly, savoring the smell, their eyes shining, and they all gained a lot.

Many people thought to themselves: "Mr. I once said that if I am not a national scholar, I cannot learn all-round talents. Mr. Shi praised him for his great skill, but I didn't expect that this debate technique was so powerful. Big, small, and no reason. Mr. I have said it several times, but after he used the A and B theory, it was easier to understand a lot."

Mozi nodded slightly. He also talked about argumentative techniques when he was teaching outside, so it was not surprising that he could say these things.

Especially the method of using A and B as inference is better than the other ways of teaching myself, which makes the two so simple and clear that it is difficult for many disciples to understand.

But these words made the Mozhe nodded repeatedly, but Gongsun Ze was confused.

It took a long time to understand what it means and hummed: "That is it that the matter of Xi Zhong's disability was fabricated by you Moji? Or do you Moji only know these useless tactics?"

He had just seen Mozhe's methods with his own eyes, and he said this at this time, which made everyone admire him.

Shi was about to answer, but he rushed in front of Shi and replied: "Young Master's words are very wrong."

"The purpose of the debate is to distinguish the difference between right and wrong, examine the laws of governance of chaos, clarify the differences and differences, examine the inspiration of name and reality, determine the interests and solve doubts. This is exactly the way to explore the origin of all things, how can it be said to be useless?"

"Besides, when debating, I agree with certain arguments and do not oppose others' approval. I do not agree with certain views and do not require others to disagree with them."

"Dating cannot be a question like which night or ruler is longer, which grain or strength is more. What is suitable for you is that his inability to ejaculate does not mean that he cannot ejaculate, nor does he debate with you whether Xi Zhong is disabled."

"This is a book, not a fact. Therefore, the matter of book is meaningless outside of debate. It exists in the absence of existence and does not affect the result of the inability to ejaculate or not that it is necessary to ejaculate."

"I said if I die, will my wife become a widow? In this question, even if I live, I am dead, but outside the question, I am not dead, otherwise I cannot raise this question."

Gongsun Ze listened to these unmistakable words that he heard, and regardless of the hundreds of Mo people around him, he laughed loudly: "It's cunning and eloquent, but in this way, it's useless to measure your Mohist arts. Who are you?"

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"I heard you, and I know you don't know how to argue. I also heard that you had fought with Shi. If you don't accept it, you can compare with others. Since I am the one-hearted person, I am one person, and I will accompany you."

"It's just that many of us who can compare with you, but those who can argue with me, except for the gentleman I haven't seen for a long time, I also ask for the beauty of a man. Confucius said: A gentleman is a beauty of a man; a villain is the same. I want to ask for the beauty of a man, and I have been thirsty and drought for a long time."

"You said, is it a comparison of shooting? Comparing classics? Comparing nine numbers? Comparing swordsmanship? Comparing carpenters? Comparing carpenters? Comparing carpenters? Comparing pottery? Comparing houses? Comparing river earthwork? Comparing military formations? Comparing city skills? Comparing copper and gold? Comparing jade…"

Every time he said something, a person stood up from behind, and after making the etiquette of asking for advice, he looked at Shi with pitiful eyes.

I thought to myself, fifty-four, why do you have to talk about the debate in front of him? Well, I can always have a good night's sleep these days...
Chapter completed!