There is never a compromise in disputes between righteousness, this is a big deal.

For example, it is naturally wrong to rob, but if it is not owned by the nobles, or if it is unreasonable to own the nobles themselves, then it is naturally not rob.

The nobles need to believe that all the land under the world is the king's land, and that only the land that is enfeoffed in this way is reasonable.

The common people need to believe that the land of the world belongs to the people of the world. Only in this way can they take back their own things for granted without having to bear heavy moral guilt.

This is an irreconcilable contradiction between the Mohist school and the aristocrats' feudal system, and it is the basis for judging right and wrong. Even the foundation cannot be synonymous, so it cannot be debated. This is a basis for the Mohist debate technique summarized before Mo Zi's death: debate requires the same foundation.

The dispute over right and wrong has now caused turmoil in the world, and the despise of Liang's father at this time also involves the interests of the nobles.

Seeing that the resignation was fruitless, the retainers did not know whether the Mo family's methods were cruel or gentle to deal with the enemy, so they couldn't help but need to prepare first.

Seeing that the head of the family already had the intention to die, the retainer said to himself: "As the head of the family has the intention to seek benevolence and benevolence, even if I don't want to die, I cannot die. Whatever I want, righteousness is what I want. If I cannot get both, I should sacrifice my life for righteousness."

"The head of the family was Xiang Zi and Niu's servant in the past. Niu Zi failed and the head of the family abandoned his scholars and lived there. Although I am not a gentleman, I should also have the virtue of a gentleman."

Liang's father was in the sun of Mount Tai, not far away was Liu Xiahui's cemetery. Liu Xiahui was a gentleman of the world and buried here. People around him heard many stories about this person, which was different from other places.

Moreover, the State of Lu established a country with rituals, which was a marquis who could use the rituals and music of the emperor. Liang's father once belonged to Lu, and the virtue of a gentleman was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Having settled in my heart, I actually took it indifferently between life and death, as if it was a kind of liberation.

Seeing that the nobles in the fiefdom changed several times, they didn't care. It was rare for ordinary people to make a gentleman's decision between life and death, and there was no sign of escaping.

So he said, "Prepare the carriage and horses, ask the servants to prepare their military uniforms, and go to Liang's father."

The retainers were shocked and thought that the head of the family wanted to fight against the Mo family. They were about to persuade each other. The old nobleman waved his hand fiercely and said, "Since we want the world to know, it is meaningless to be here. Just go to Liang's father and question the Mo family. If the Mo family kills me and insults me, I can seek benevolence."

"You have followed me for many years, and do not die for death, nor do you learn the matter of Yurang. If I die, I will clean up my body and bones, wait for my son to return, and the above-mentioned scholars will be mourned!"

The retainer knelt down and snatched his head, saying, "I dare not obey!"

The old man stretched out his arms and waited for the servant to send the military uniform of the scholar, with swords and jade, pressed down the clothes with jade, and put on the crown of the scholar, so that there was no wrinkle in the clothes.

Outside the door, the carriage and horse were ready, and the old man got on the car and stood up, shouting proudly: "Go to Liangfu!"

The wheels rotate, and the old man sings with excitement.

Song said:

The trumpets of the cart and the clothes are like leaves. Wouldn't you think? I'm afraid of my son.

The big cart is covered with clothes and clothes are like wreaths. Wouldn't you think? I'm afraid of my son and not running.

If you look at it, you will have different rooms, and if you die, you will have the same acupoint. It means that if you don’t believe it, it’s like a sunset!

This is a song about love and elopement, but the old man sang a murderous spirit of going to war.

The retainers who drove the car could not interpret the poem, but they also heard the emotions in it. This is to use the words of love to express their ambitions in their hearts: to be polite to the world, and to die without hesitation. It is said that I do not believe it, it is like a bliss!

If you are going to die in the end, and even the etiquette and law are broken, then let your body be different from the world's great righteousness, and if you die, you will be the same as the same cave.

The retainers admired and sighed in their hearts, and said to themselves: "Husband, this should be the case."

He carefully let the carriage avoid a stone in front of him and tried to make the carriage more stable, while making the head of the family feel the bumps.

This is not only a habit left after being beaten and scolded when driving when I was young, but also an inexplicable respect now that I feel sad.

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In Liangfu City.

The old nobleman joked that he wanted to find a surname for himself, and the matter of dividing the warehouse and grain was still going on. There were crowds of people, and the righteous soldiers with guns and spears lined up to maintain order.

Among the crowd, the orators who were proficient in the voice of Qilu in Xuanyi were fierce and were talking about the Mohist righteousness. Was there a lot of cheers?

The people in the city who received the food really wanted to hear it, were curious, or were not concerned, but it was not good to leave directly after receiving the food, but it also gathered many people with different mentalities.

The noisy preaching sounds echoed around the market, and the treasury was filled with people, as if a ball of fire was really burning under the city.

Shu Guitian tilted his ears and smiled and said to his classmates and friends beside him: "There is finally a bit of Si here."

A girl next to her looked at Shu Guitian quietly. Almost the moment Shu Guitian finished speaking, she asked in a habitual way she usually asked: "What does Si Shang feel like?"

The taste of Si Shang is very rich, such as the spicy pepper, the sweet sugar, and the sourness of vinegar. It is always endless.

But this taste is made by the method of fu Bixing in the Book of Songs. Shu Guitian knew that the girl would ask or echo what she said, but he still lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "I can't say it either. It's probably a kind of...a living person's taste?"

This was a bit scary, and it sounded like he had eaten someone. The girl giggled but did not refute it. Instead, she carefully understood the sentence "living person" and nodded for a long time.

There were many people around, such as those who were pushing wheel ink chariots and carrying linen pockets, and carefully bypassing the young children like Shuguitian.

Occasionally, younger children in the crowd pointed at them and said to their parents: "Look, their clothes are so strange..."

Whenever they say it, the parents quickly break back the fingers that the child pointed at. If these people hear it, their yellow teeth will be revealed and they will smile at Shu Guitian and others.

The Mohist dress is indeed a bit different. It is derived from short brown, but it is different from short brown. There are many people wearing such clothes on the street in Si, but here it has another meaning.

Whenever there is such a situation, the leader of the team will take out a few black and red pieces from his pocket. The cheapest piece of brown sugar on Si is handed to the children, and occasionally touch the children's heads to show friendly expressions and chat with the children's somewhat cringe parents.

Shu Guitian thought to himself, the people here are really strange. What are they afraid of? It seems that they are used to being afraid of someone... It is really strange.

When this question was spoken out, it immediately attracted a wave of resonance. These children who grew up on Si knew that Mount Tai was high and the great river was surging. Even if they had never seen it, they did not know what the outside world looked like or what the world looked like.

The classmate said, "I also think it's strange. Si Shang is not like this. Once something happened to our village community, the people from the village community went to the village and surrounded the township office in a fierce manner. The township was constantly apologizing and begging us to go back and said that it would definitely be resolved..."

"The people in Si are not afraid of anything."

When he said this, someone immediately responded, "Yes, when you say it, I feel that this is different from Si Shang. Shizi and Gong Meng were playing and debating by the river, and I caught fish on the side. I knew it was Shizi, so I ran over and asked him why the leaves always floated on the water when they fell... The children here are not afraid of anything, but the adults seem to be afraid of something."

This was just the vague feeling of the young man. When the Mozhe, who was leading the team in front, couldn't help but smile when he heard this, he said to himself: "They are not afraid of you, but their 'fear' has become a habit..."

But he didn't explain it to these children. Although he understood it, it was a bit troublesome to explain it, and it could not be explained clearly in a moment.

Now I am about to go to a place in the city to prepare to organize some of the land in the treasury, so I have no time to say these things.

While the young man behind was chatting and discussing, a sound of horse hooves came from afar, dad.

The two horses galloped forward together. When the people on the roadside looked back, they immediately turned sideways, extremely afraid.

Some people carrying food on their backs hurriedly turned their faces, and some quietly put their pockets behind them and hid their heads, as if they had done something big wrong.

The group of young men from the Mo family also stared at the coming carriage. One of them finally exclaimed in surprise or surprise: "Look at it! The real noble! I have never seen it before..."

There are no orthodox nobles in Si Shang now.

Or among the group of ink people who are proud of short brown straw sandals and benefit the world.

Or die.

Or escape.

There are many people dressed in gorgeous clothes on Si, but on the contrary, most of them are businessmen, and merchants are bitches. Although they are rich, they are not gentlemen in the world's ranks.

The man exclaimed may have had little knowledge. After all, although there were few nobles in Si, there were still envoys from various countries coming and going. The boy exclaimed may be people from some remote villages and communities.

Shu knelt down and licked his head and looked up. He saw an old man wearing a soldier's crown standing in the car. Then he lowered his head and continued to think about his doubts just now.

He did not learn etiquette and could not see the other party's rank status from the clothes and crowns, but he would not take it seriously even if he was noble.

His father had arrested the king and had heard too many such stories since he was a child. He heard that his father had drunk and whispered that King Yue was arrested. I am afraid that only Emperor Zhou might be surprised.

When I lowered my head to ponder, my eyes accidentally swept the road, and I saw the crowd avoiding me. The local people who were walking well on the road, pushing the cart to the side of the road, hiding their faces, and not daring to look directly.
Chapter completed!