"The historian should write the year, month and day. If the young master fails to make trouble, he will be killed by someone."

"If you don't say your names, then the Shi Family's sword and pen can only say that I died in the chaos. The Shi Family will not record your names, but your names can be remembered by future generations because of me."

The young master Chao was a little stubborn and a little persistent under pride.

He can die, be killed, be dismembered, but at least he should die at the hands of a certain person with a name, because history is always like this.

He did not like the Mo family's rhetoric, nor did he liked to die at the hands of a group of people without surnames, because the historian's pen would write "The Prince Chao was killed by the common people", which was probably second only to the coward of the Jin Hou who fell into a cesspool and drowned.

He was also convinced that the person on the other side was at least a scholar, not a gangster without a surname. As long as the other party said his name, at least his death was just a death caused by an ordinary rebellion.

History is always like this. A young man rebelled, someone killed or held it. As long as he died at the hands of a person with a name and surname, the world will be the same.

The best thing is that the Prince Zhang hangs his fiefdom and the king's gold and jade rewards. The gangsters argue with their flesh, and they invite them to reward them, and even fight.

But when the other person heard his words, he seemed to have not heard them, and he still repeated the words that made him surrender.

The young master seemed to understand and sneered: "I understand. You are afraid that you will be killed by the name of killing me, and someone will help you seek revenge."

The illegitimate prisoner Mi, who was opposite, also sneered in his heart, and said that my father was not afraid of capturing King Yue of Chu, but you were just a young man, but you were not afraid of capturing King and Prince. What is the point of just a young man?

Even though he thought so, his teeth still clenched, not mentioning his name in a word - it was not that he didn't want this to become a beautiful conversation between father and son, nor did he want to become a legend praised by the people, but that he didn't want the young master to think so before he died. Anyway, someone will remember his merits.

This was his insult to the nobles, in his own way and in the Mohist ways.

The death of the rebellious nobles should have been a legendary and vigorous, but he was not sure, just to let him carry resentment and fear of the Mo family's morality before his death.

After laughing at the opposite, the young master on the other side found that the other person was still unmoved, so he repeated the original sentence.

So he turned around and said to Che Zuo and others: "Fix the carriage and send me back in neat clothes. Tell Gongzizhang that you will be buried with me by the above rituals."

After a word, he committed suicide by slashing his sword.

The car was not shocked on the left, but just cried. Then it broke the bent bow, squatted down and repaired the damaged carriage with the right side of the carriage. After tidying up the clothes and hats for the young master, it placed it on the carriage.

The prisoner Mi and others watched this scene silently in the distance until the carriage was repaired.

Che Zuo and others did not choose to remain in the carriage, but followed the carriage and picked some mulberry leaves and stems on the roadside and wrapped them around them to make mourning clothes.

…………

Zhao Du.

"Your Majesty! You're so happy!"

"After a battle with Que, the Mo family won the entire battle. The rebellious prince Chaozi fought against him. The other nobles were either captured or committed suicide. The major matter was settled!"

An eunuch could not hide the joy of getting the news. When Zhao Houzhang heard this, he just nodded and gave a little reward, and then immersed in his previous worries.

The rebellion is over.

The Wei State withdrew its troops.

Zhongshan and Zhao Xiu have settled.

His position as Mr. Zhao has finally been stabilized.

However, new problems follow.

The conditions required by the Mohist school will inevitably have a great impact on the future of Zhao State.

Those people in Handan who are distracted, unkind, unrighteous, and unrighteous, seek profit and have no virtue will inevitably be greatly detrimental to his monarchy.

Gong Zhonglian's last words before his death were to let him "not be confused on the Si Shang and not enter the Central Plains", and also told him that the development direction of Zhao State was Zhongshan and Linhu, but now the only choice of Zhao State was Zhongshan.

Lin, Hu and Zhao Kingdom can beat it.

But if the Mo family was entrenched there, he would have to fight, and the price he would pay was too high, and now he really couldn't fight, and Zhao State was already exhausted.

Not only Zhao, but also Wei and Qi, are also exhausted, and it is impossible for another large-scale war to be launched within a few years.

He had already agreed to the Mo family's conditions, but he did not expect that the Wei State would withdraw troops so quickly. He thought it would be an extremely difficult decisive battle, but he did not expect it to end with such a calm ending.

I couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If I had known that this would be the result, I would rather not agree.

But after thinking about it, even if you don’t agree, you won’t be able to handle it in the past few years.

He lamented, but had no choice but to ask someone to prepare first and wait for everyone to come back to the army to invite a banquet.

After the month, outside the palace in Zhongmu, the prisoner Mi was wearing a brand new military uniform and looked at the gorgeous Zhao State palace with curiosity, without any tension in her heart.

He thought equality in his heart, so he felt equality. In his eyes, the palace that the common people thought was unfathomable was nothing more than a house created by the people's blood and sweat. He had many emotions, but he did not have awe or tension.

After waiting for a long time, an eunuch shouted: "The illegitimate captor Mi has the merit of holding a rebellious head, so he can enter the palace..."

After a few summons, someone led him to the last seat, according to the original rules of the world.

As his identity, such a banquet was absolutely not qualified to attend.

On the one hand, he was humble in his identity, and he had absolutely no prominent ancestors to trace it up. It was not until his previous generation that he got a surname himself.

Although the Zhao family was just that, and the clan that Zaofu had only been established after he was granted the title of Zhao, it had become history at that time, and the Zhao family had gone from being an unknown person to being a rank of a century-old Duke.

In addition, in the old military system, one was the one who made meritorious service in chariots and battles, the other was the one who could not pursue the nobles even if they were pursued, and the third was the one who had no organization. Once the nobles were in charge, it was difficult to form an army without the commander of the nobles, so almost no common people had obtained such merits.

He knelt before the table, and was a little uncomfortable. He had simple wooden benches and tables in his home early. This was the habit of Si Shang over the years and the result of the inheritance of many carpenters in the Mohist family.

Before coming, someone asked him to pay attention to his words and deeds, not to be too arrogant, but to give him some face and not to make too unpleasant. After all, the population in Yunzhong is not yet full.

Feeling his legs slightly numb, he moved his butt quietly, feeling that his legs would be numb if he sat like this.

The atmosphere of the banquet was a bit deserted and elegant, with drums and music, and a scattered look.

There were all kinds of tableware on the table, and most of the prisoners had never seen them.

He didn't know how to cut meat with a dining knife, how to use a dining fork, when to use chopsticks, when to use sauce, and what meat should be dipped in what sauce.

Mr. Zhao quietly looked at the last gang captain Mi Chuan, who was restless, and looked a little at a loss with a chopstick in his hand. He smiled in his heart: "Bitch is a bitch, he is not etiquette."

Although I was disdainful, I said to myself: "The Mo family has its own rules, which is different from Zhuxia, so I can do it..."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Hu Feizi stood up and said, "Your Majesty is such a bad word. The Mo family has its own rules, which are different from nobles. How can they say they are different from the Xia? Could it be that those who have short brown and lower clothes are not the people of the Xia?"

Although the banquet was for celebration, it was also present with historians. Some of the principles involved in the words could not be passed by just a light and heartless word.

Zhao Houzhang was speechless for a moment, but fortunately, the ministers around him laughed and said, "This is a banquet. Although Hu Feizi and Qu General Zi are both there, they are not fighting for 'courage' in Qi."

He was using the story of Hu Feizi and Qu Jiang’s argument about what “courage” was to ease the atmosphere, saying that this was a banquet and there was no need to argue about morality.

The crowd was beating haha ​​and even if they covered it up, the prisoner Mi curled his lips.

In Zhao Houzhang's opinion, he seemed nervous and ashamed to the point of being at a loss, and he felt like he had never seen a big scene.

In fact, he was just thinking about how to put the meat on the chopsticks.

He also couldn't stand the sound of the strings and bamboos. He believed that those who specialize in music must have a high level, but he was used to listening to folk songs and really couldn't appreciate them.

After consuming for a while, I suddenly heard someone mention his name. When I looked up, I saw that it was Mr. Zhao who was talking.

"In the past, I was a man of every man. I became the Supreme Lord after seven battles, and I had the foundation of Wei. If you make such a great contribution, you will be granted a fief."

"I know the rules of the Mo family. If you don't have a fief, you won't be rewarded for your merits, but you won't be rewarded for your merits. Didn't your son Mozi say that you will be rewarded for your merits, and you will be punished for your faults, and a country will prosper."

"You have made meritorious contributions. The Mo family rules that do not reward fiefs. I will reward you fifteen miles with the body of Zhao Hou."

The illegitimate Mi was stunned. Someone had talked to him about the possibilities at the banquet before he came, but no one expected that Mr. Zhao would say so.

At this time, everyone present was watching him, including people from the Zhao State and people from the Mo family.

Hu Feizi, Qu Jiang and others were inconvenient to speak at this time, so the prisoner Mi stood up and said, "I am Mozhe."

Zhao Houzhang laughed and said, "I know. The Mo family has rewards from the Mo family, and I have rewards from mine. This is not the same thing. If you make merits and don't reward you, how will the people in the world see me?"

The prisoner Mi shook his head and said, "I am the Mo. In the Mo family's sense, the land belongs to the people of the world. How can you reward me with something you don't have?"

"If I accept your fiefdom, it proves that I have betrayed the righteousness of the Mo family. Is this OK to give up righteousness for just fifty miles?"

"My righteousness is priceless, so it cannot be sold. And what you give me is not yours. This is equivalent to rewarding me with other people's things. This may make people laugh at the world more than not rewarding me?"

In just one sentence, the entire hall was silent, and Mr. Zhao's face looked slightly ugly.

Mr. Zhao just made a temporary decision, wanting to tease the people of the Mo family and make the people of the Mo family look ugly. He didn't expect this person to accept it, but just wanted to see the scene where Hu Feizi and Qu Jiang, who had just been criticizing him, came forward to stop him.
Chapter completed!