One person is always not as good as a group of people.

A hundred years ago, Confucius had 72 wise men and 3,000 disciples, so he traveled to all countries and treated them with courtesy.

He gathered his disciples with the etiquette of teachers and students and the feelings of teachers and students. He had an unparalleled Zilu, a wealthy Duanmu Ci, and a Ran Qiu who could reform the tax system with his spear.

A hundred years later, after he started private school, all the philosophers emerged.

Mozi gathered a group of disciples who were no less than Zhongni's back then with ghosts, gods, righteousness, and helping the world. They are all the essence of a lifetime, and where can Gongsun Ze compare with?

In the past, when Qi was first established, only three or four hundred soldiers could conquer the Dongyi and finally become a powerful country. Whether it is Confucianism or Mohism, these disciples could govern a country.

Besides, many things were something Gongsun Ze disdained and didn't know how to do, so he left.

The debate fifty-four did not immediately get the opportunity to debate with Shi, and Mozi did not explain whether Shi was considered his personal disciple. He just asked Qin Huali to introduce to him many Mo people at this time.

There are many people who have heard of Shi, but most of them have never heard of Shi, and he can't remember so much for a while.

However, many of these people are handicraftsmen, and they can be said to find suitable skillful hands from planting to smelting.

As for carpenters and stonemasons, Mozi himself is the best in the world. The Gongshu squad has passed away and no one can match. The people taught by his subordinates are naturally not weaker than the successors of the Gongshu squad in the south.

Everyone asked about the things mentioned in "The Paradise".

Those who are born in a stonemason are concerned about millstones; those who are born in a carpenter are concerned about the water drainage of the car; those who are born in a smelting are concerned about cast iron annealing; those who are born in a farmer are concerned about the present grain...

For a while, he was busy, and Fifty-four was not tall, so he could not squeeze out those craftsmen.

But in the end he found a chance to open his mouth when he held his right hand.

There are many things that can be argued. The Mohist logic system is universal and has been formed. There are already certain numbers on what kind of arguments can be argued by each other and what arguments cannot be argued by each other.

I thought to myself that once I opened my mouth, I wouldn’t be able to stop for a while. It’s okay to deceive Gongsun Ze yourself.

Faced with such a person who is proficient in debate and is unparalleled in words, it would be bad if he couldn't find something that shouldn't be revealed.

As the debater Fifty-four was about to speak, Shi smiled and said, "I have heard an interesting story, brother, please listen?"

Bian Wusi nodded quickly, and the rest of the people had long wanted to meet Shi and Wusi's debate, and they all turned their ears to listen to this story.

"By the way, Taoyi is a place where merchants come and go. One day, three ink masters who were accused of debate entered a food shop together, and the owner asked, "But three of them each need a liter of rice"? The first ink master replied, "Unknown". The second ink master replied, "Unknown." The third ink master replied, "Only". The owner said, "Then I will know."

"I want to ask, what does the first unknown mean? What does the second unknown mean? Why did the third person say something in the first two unknowns? What did the master know in the end?"

When I heard this story in Fifty-four, I heard it very simple at the first day of the first day of the first day, but when I thought about it carefully, I felt endless aftertaste. I vaguely thought of the key, but I had not yet grasped the key point and was rushing to scratch my head.

A group of ink masters next to him made fun of him, "Fifty-four, if you argue with Yang Zhu, Lie Yuko and others, wouldn't you be considered to be exhausted at this time?"

The debate fifty-four only pretended not to hear it, and thought to myself that you didn’t know the argument, so how could you understand the taste of this question?

Mo Zi was on the side and thought for a while. He understood what the four people meant. He said in his heart: "This question is interesting, enough for fifty-four to think about it for a while."

He had guessed it, and then coughed lightly, "Fifty-four, think about it first. The rest of the people asked the Luhua to take you around the village and let her recite the fifth level of paradise to you."

The disciples claimed that they were, and Mo Zi waved at Shi and said, "You can follow me."

When he knew that the most critical time had come, he came to Mozi with his breath and held his breath. Everyone behind him was still discussing those things, and he turned a deaf ear.

The joy before was like the first time an ignorant boy went to his girlfriend’s house to have dinner, and he was having fun while eating.

But after meals, the most difficult thing is. My girlfriend was found by her father to send her to the kitchen to wash dishes, and the remaining two people were the real conversation. If you were not careful, the joy on the dining table would disappear.

Mo Zi saw Shi a little nervous and smiled and said, "You don't have to be nervous, just follow me to take a few steps."

"yes."

"I want to ask a lot of things, just like the mahjong in a woman's hand was played with by a child. She had no idea where to start asking. Let's take a look as we walk and start with this village."

"yes."

He made it up for more than half a year, and although he was not as seamless as he could, he felt that he could get away with it.

The two of them walked in and out at will.

Mo Zi looked up and saw the wall that said the fire in July and the clothes were given in September half a year ago.

The wall is still the same wall, and the words have been written in the next few sentences.

This is a very good poem, which can not only incite dissatisfaction, but also fit the village scenes. More importantly, there are many numbers, and various months, which are suitable for children to learn to read.

Mozi pointed to the words above and said, "Is this a word? It's not a good thing, I don't recognize it, but I can guess a few."

"Yes, sir."

"You know how to read?"

This character is not that character.

Shi shook his head and thought to himself that in the Song and Chu lands, insect seals were popular, and later generations called worm tricks. Although they were small tricks, they were also skills. Where can I recognize them?

Mozi pointed to a few words on the wall and asked, "You can't read, but you can write?"

"Sir, this character is not that character. In the past, Cangjie learned the will of heaven and wrote characters, and the original meaning was that people could pass on their knowledge. It was said by word of mouth that Zengzi would always kill people. Since this is the case, the character itself has no fixed status, as long as everyone accepts it."

After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "Sir, I can write in the village community. Because people in the village community can't write, the characters are the characters I wrote for them. I said that it is one, that is one. When they all think it is one, I will write one."

"I can't write when I leave the village. I'll give me a bamboo slip, but I don't recognize it, so I can't write or recognize it."

"Whether I can write is not about me, but about others. Cangjie alone, and whether he recognizes words or not is not about words."

Mozi smiled and asked, "Do you want to learn to write?"

Shi replied solemnly: "Sir, I don't want to learn."

Mozi was a little surprised. It was not easy to learn calligraphy at this time. How could anyone who likes to learn calligraphy do not want to learn calligraphy?

Shi replied: "I want many people to know the writing I wrote on the wall. I don't have to learn to write at that time, but I already know how to write. I don't want to learn to write, I just want to teach to write."

Mozi also smiled and said, "Is this word not that word?"

"This character is not that character."

"Why can many people recognize this word?"

"The peaches and plums are formed by themselves without saying anything. With gold on the mountain, people will move gold by themselves without forcing the gold to everyone's hands. Mr. has the will of heaven, and I also understand the will of heaven. Heavenly ambition is the most treasure, so people in the world will naturally take the initiative to learn this word. If they don't learn, they will not understand the will of heaven."

Shi squatted down, picked up a branch, and wrote a passage on the ground.

Mo Zi looked down and could guess a few, but he didn't recognize them together, so he didn't know what it meant.

"Sir, do you recognize it?"

"I can't recognize it. I guess a few."

"Sir, this passage is about how to plant sweet potatoes and how to store them. Those who want to learn these words must not be nobles who do not have crops or fame. You have heard of the things in "The Paradise", which are all in line with the will of heaven. Whether it is silk or silk or clay seal, you can make them. At that time, I will print all of these words. Those who don't recognize words will learn these words if they want to learn these things."

Mo Zi nodded and said, "It's true. But why didn't they write these words into seal script?"

He replied: "Because if seal script is a character, then few people who learn these 'characters' are literate. Besides, the teacher once said that it is called cleverness for others, and it is called clumsy for others. How can people abandon clever things and get rid of clumsy for others? Furthermore, only my ink can know how to clumsy for others, and it is not a secret. How long does it take for them to copy the "Li" in seal script on bamboo slips? How long does it take for us to print "Tianzhi" on silk and plants? Then twenty years later, are there many people familiar with "Tianzhi"? Or are there many people familiar with "Li"?"

"The word of mouth is passed on by Confucius, but only three thousand disciples. If it is passed on by words, it is more than three thousand disciples?"

"The merchants in Taoyi like to stand at high places to observe the market. Those who are cheaper buy and those who are high sell, so they are called "blocking and breaking."

"Since merchants can monopolize the market, why can't we ink people monopolize knowledge and determine the origin of the world's knowledge? The silk of plants, silk of trees, clay seals, and two things come out, and the world's knowledge is dominated by ink people."

"Besides, nowadays, people in the world can understand this word. Can one out of a thousand people know the word? If one out of a thousand people knows that word and one out of a hundred people knows this word, then is it the one out of a thousand people who knows that one out of a thousand people who knows that one out of a hundred people who knows that one out of a hundred people who knows that one out of a hundred people who knows that one out of a hundred people who knows that it is illiterate?"

"So, my disciples do not learn characters, but only teach characters. They will naturally be able to write and recognize characters."

Mo Zi laughed loudly. He thought his ambition was already great, but he didn't expect that this ambition was no less than that of him.

The next sentence after laughing made Shi sweat.

"Your approach was like what I thought when I was young. There were not many scholars among the ink people, and many of them were not literate. When I was young, I thought, since this is the case, why don't I learn Cangjie and make heavy writing? However, it took me half a year to finally understand Cangjie's great wisdom. I am afraid that my strength alone will be difficult for me to complete in my life."

The cultural level of many Mo people is indeed not high. The "Mo Sutra" handed down from generation to generation is the most typos in the various theories, and many of the slander characters are mostly written by elementary school students. They can read and write a homophone.

Mozi spoke in another dialect, and many dialects could still be heard in the Qi, Lu and Yu villages in later generations, such as "middle but not", "hungry and sleepy", and "buddling" and other dialects, which still mean the same two thousand years later.

It was the first time that Mozi knew whether he had ever thought about creating characters. However, in the "Mo Jing", Mozi raised the issue of standardizing grammar in the debate system.

At least in the debate, Mo Zi once raised the issue of standardized grammar tense: what has not happened in the future is called grammar; what has happened must be called y; what has happened in the expression must be called y; what is happening is not thought of appropriate words, and it can be called y... including the various examples in the debate technique, so... Although it is not said that it will change too much, it must be standardized grammar in the argumentative essays within the Mozhe, and it cannot be wrong at all, and it is related to the debate system.

Mozi means, probably to create a set of words that Mo people can recognize and learn quickly, and is used for internal communication. Anyway, communication between Mo people is difficult for ordinary people to understand, and the cultural level is not high, so there are many typos.

But after trying, I realized that this was almost impossible to achieve, so I stopped abruptly and never talked about it again.

After saying this, Mozi stared at Shi and asked the next most important sentence.

"Cangjie created characters, which was an ancient sage. As you said, he realized the will of heaven. I believe that I am better than ordinary people, but I can't do such things. Who did you learn these words from? Why is this person not famous? You said that you realized the will of heaven and thought of the millstone, and I believe this; but you said that you can write without learning characters, and I don't believe this. I talk about things that are not destined to be destined from no destiny."

Shi knew that Mo Zi had to ask clearly about his strangeness, but fortunately he had already been proficient in editing in the past six months.

So he bowed to the Mozhe and said, "Sir, this is not something I created myself. I learned the things I know from others."

Mo Zi smiled and said, "Is this the strange man you are talking about?"

"Not one, two."

Shi said slowly: "One named Sainsi, and another named Tang Han. Sainsi called me Mr. Sainsi, but another named Tang Han said that the name came from his parents and only allowed me to call him Tang Han."
Chapter completed!