Shi said two strange names.

Mo Zi talked for a long time and was sure that he had never heard of these two people.

That Tang and Han are understandable.

The country of Tang Yao did not perish until the son of King Wu.

When King Cheng was a child, he joked with his younger brother with a piece of tung leaves, saying that he would definitely give you a piece of land in the future. Zhou Gongdan believed that the emperor had no jokes and conferred Shu Yu to Tang Yao's hometown, which was later the State of Jin.

The original ancient Tang Dynasty was moved to Dudi in the south, and later descendants may have regarded Tang as their clan.

Sainsi was strangely tight.

When Mo Zi frowned and thought, he hurriedly said, "I don't know the origin of the two of them. I asked at that time, and they said: I can only choose one of the world's knowledge and personal secrets. What should you choose?"

I don’t have to say what I chose, right or not.

Mozi understood that if these words were true, then he would definitely choose the world's knowledge, not personal private affairs.

Mo Zi no longer wondered whether this sentence was true or false, but asked: "Are those words created by these two people?"

Shi shook his head and said, "It was Mr. Tang Han who changed it, not created it. Mr. Tang Han once said that Cangjie created characters, and ghosts and gods cried, and he could only change it but not create it again."

"Mr. Tang Han also said that taking the word Tang as an example, the original meaning was that Tang Yao burned pottery. Later, Tang Yao became a sage king and governed the world, so the word Tang brought out the meaning of grandeur, heroic, and trustworthiness. These great meanings hidden in history and hidden in the text cannot be abolished, and the characters themselves can only be modified. Tang or Tang, but they are not written like that."

Mo Zi thought for a moment, nodded and said, "So, the books you read from both gentlemen are written in such words?"

"Yes. That's why I can know the "Poetry" and the "Rites". I can know the name of Xi Zhong and the poem of "July"."

This is not perfect, but it can be justified.

Mo Zi was very satisfied with everything he did before, but he didn't know the origin of the situation.

Although he often talks about ghosts and gods, he never believes in destiny or destiny, so he does not believe that a son of a shoemaker can know those things.

Those words half a year ago can be said to be smart; but these things half a year later are by no means explained by intelligence.

Mozi looked at Su Mai in the distance with his hands behind his back, as if he was thinking about something, and suddenly asked, "Is it the saying of "The Paradise" that he taught you?"

Shi shook his head and did not answer directly, but said, "Mr. Sai once told me about a thing about Mr.

When Mozi heard this, the man mentioned him, and was also a little curious and asked, "What's the matter?"

"He said that a disciple once asked Mr., can we know the future? Mr. said that if one of his mothers is seriously ill and he wants to go back and see, then there are two cars now. One is a horse and a round wheel; the other is a bad horse and a square wheel. So which one is more likely to see his mother in?"

Mo Zi nodded and said, "Yes, this is the story I told. So I think the future is predictable."

Mo Zi agreed and said, "To be honest, you must choose a horse and a round wheel. But a horse may die, and a round wheel may break. Therefore, the future is predictable and unpredictable. Mr. Sai said that a future that can be predicted is called necessity; an unpredictable future is called accident. An inevitable future can be predicted, but an occasional future cannot be predicted. The Psalm of "The Paradise" is the inevitable future that I predict after seeing those things, but whether it can be realized is an accidental future."

"Mr. Sai has finally understood many truths and has taught me this knowledge of predicting the inevitable future. I have also seen many things in "The Paradise", which were made by the two of them after they understood the Tianzhi and understood the origin of things."

When Mozi heard this, he imagined the style of these two people and sighed leisurely.

After a long time, he nodded and said, "I believe this. I also admire these two people's intelligence and skills. However, these two people are so talented, seeing the chaos in the world and the disputes between the nations, they clearly know the inevitable future, so why don't they stand up and do justice?"

Shi knew that Mozi was a practical man, so he squatted down and grabbed a handful of sand and soil from the cold ground. Xu held his palm and let the sand and soil gently fall from the gap left.

Soon, all the sand and soil flowed out, forming a small conical pile of sand on the ground.

"Sir, it is inevitable that sand will form such a pile of sand after falling like this. A thousand times, ten thousand times are such a pile of sand."

Mo Zi nodded, lowered his head again, grabbed the pile of sand just now in his hand, and fell down and flowed out again.

"But, sir, the same sand is the same as the same sand pile, but is the same place for each grain of sand the same? If any grain of sand changes its position, then we will not let the sand flow out naturally, but instead want to swing each grain of sand, but may not be able to make the simplest sand pile."

Mo Zi stared at the falling gravel, thought for a while and asked, "Is this what the two of them told you?"

"Yes, Mr. Sai said that since sand will eventually form a pile of sand, why bother to interfere? If you can't reach the paradise in a century, maybe it will be achieved in a thousand years. If you interfere with it by man, how can you know it will be fast? Or how can you know that it won't flow into a river?"

As soon as Shi finished speaking, Mo Zi laughed loudly and said, "Peasy! Water drops can penetrate stones. A good piece of jade can be placed under water drops. In a thousand years, it will definitely be pierced. No matter how good a craftsman drills holes into jade, it may damage the jade. But craftsmen in the Xia and Shang dynasties might only break ten pieces of jade, but now they may only break one hundred pieces. Could it be that they are worried that the jade can be broken, so they can only rely on the water drop to penetrate it?"

"This is Yang Zhu's idea. Sand and gravel are like people, gathering into piles of sand; countless hairs and skin form arms; so the tiniest thing like hair should not be damaged. No one can dominate other people's lives. Naturally, the most natural thing is the most natural, and the world is the most rule... He thought it was good, but today, aren't it the kings and princes who do not understand the heavenly ambition being dominant? If there are all kings and princes who do not understand the heavenly ambition, it can be like this; if there are kings and princesses who do not understand the heavenly ambition, it can't be like this!"

After laughing, Mo Zi stared at Shi with his eyes tightly and asked, "What do you think?"

Shi also laughed and said, "Sir, look at Sumai and listen to the "Perfect Land". Do you still need to ask? Since we know that these sands will gather into sand piles in the future, why don't we do these hands? Do the righteousness of the world, and the disciples will die without regrets! Please accept me as your disciple, please let me become a man who can help the world, and please let me use this ambition to reduce hunger in the world! A man can only gather people to achieve success."

After shouting a few bold words like slogans, I bowed and waited.

Mo Zi looked at Shi who bent down, savored the hot words just now, thought about what he had done for the past six months, looked at the green Sumai, and listened to the disciples in the distance, exclaiming or curiously joking, and finally put his hand on Shi's shoulders.

"Okay. After returning to the city in a few days, I will talk to you about something else. This is the most important thing for you to have the heart to help the world. If you can endure the suffering for half a year, your mind must be firm. Don't mention this in advance. You will talk to me about this inevitable method of deduction in the future, and I will listen to it."

Shi felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and he understood that the suffering he had suffered in the past six months, the tanning, the hunger, the offense, the scare... it was all worth it.

This is the first step and the only way a son of a shoemaker can take in this troubled times.

At least, you no longer have to worry about being able to tie yourself to a tree and beat it, no longer have to worry about killing yourself on the grounds of obedience and confusing people's hearts, no longer have to worry about siege and death from Wuming in a year or two, and no longer have to worry about being tired and starved to death in building the city two or three years later.

After surviving, these three simple words were not truly held in your own hands until this time.

A life is cheap in troubled times, and a life is even cheaper.

After being happy that his life is no longer as lowly as plants and trees, I felt that Mozi would definitely ask more about Tianzhi.

But unexpectedly, Mo Zi said, "Squat down, I will read some words, you write them on the ground in that kind of words."

Shi didn't know what Mozi was going to do, and it felt very unreasonable and did extraordinary things.

Without asking any more questions, he squatted down, picked up a wooden stick on the ground, and waited on the ground.

"There must be three forms of words. What are the three forms? Those who have the basis, those who have the basis, those who have the basis, those who have the basis. What are the basis? The above is the basis of the sage kings uphold the will of heaven; what are the basis of the principle? The lower is the basis of the principle of the people's ears and eyes; what are the basis of the method? Abolish it as a criminal policy and observe the benefits of the country, the people and the people. This is the so-called saying has three forms."

According to his own habits, he wrote this passage from top to bottom in his familiar words, and added some vertical punctuation marks on it.

Punctuation marks are very important. With punctuation marks, some things cannot be explained randomly.

Without punctuation, a sentence "The people can make things happen but not knowing it" will go to two extremes. People who point out different punctuation will hate each other and scold them.

After Mo Zi finished reading it, he finished writing it. After savoring this sentence carefully, he knew that Mo Zi was praising him.

This sentence roughly means that there are three standards for doing things: originality, inference, and practical.

The original is to know the universal laws of things; the inference is to ask the people after making it, relying on the feedback from the people to know whether it is good or bad; the practical is to formulate laws and regulations after the feedback from the people, to observe whether the country is prosperous and strong and whether the people are profitable.

In addition, those words like destiny and destiny are unnecessary. Just use these three points to determine whether a thing is done right or wrong.

Does it conform to the general laws of heavenly ambition and things? Do you make the people applaud and agree with it? Can the country be prosperous and strong and the people benefit the people's health?

This is the three manifestations of the ink master.

This is talking about the undestined view of the Mozhe who does not believe in destiny, and is also commending the right way in this way.

As he said, he realized the origin of some heavenly will and things. It is the basis.

When he was doing it, his things in the village were recognized by the village community. It was the original.

For education, he taught people to plant wheat, plant black jade sweet potatoes, and teach some children to read, which will naturally be beneficial to people and can be prosperous and strong when promoted to the country. This is for use.

The three tables are exactly the same.

Mozi expressed his appreciation in this way and also observed these words written on the sand in this way.

Instead of explaining why he said this, he stared at the words and finally saw some tricks.

"All these square characters can be broken into six or seven small characters?"
Chapter completed!