When he walked out of Ju Zizhou's room, Ying Zheng's whole brain was a little swollen.

He rubbed his forehead and sighed slightly.

Although there is a purpose to test the senior brother, Ying Zheng still respects the Mojia righteousness that he has just come into contact with today.

Because he can roughly understand that kind of lofty and very logical thought. For the purity of the ink man, Ying Zheng also admires it from the bottom of his heart - that is something he can't do.

However, Ju Zizhou casually dismantled the admirable lofty and logically clear great ideas into the most essential things one after another.

Understatement, precision and decisiveness.

This ability makes Ying Zheng intoxicated!

He would love to have that ability.

But he can't even imitate it now!

Just listening to Ju Zizhou's dismantling of Mohist thoughts, he was dizzy.

The innate super memory gives Ying Zheng an experience and understanding ability beyond ordinary people.

But even if his comprehension ability and experience are beyond ordinary people, Ying Zheng is completely unable to understand Ju Zizhou's current realm.

In his selfish heart, Yingzheng respects Ju Zizhou as a god.

"Wang Sun." Xiong Dang stood beside Yingzheng and stopped talking.

Xiong Dang now wants to persuade Yingzheng to stay away from Ju Zizhou.

Because he can see it now, although Ju Zizhou is harmless to humans and animals on the surface, and treats people kindly, he is a person who is almost crazy!

His mind is definitely the most terrible weapon.

But Xiong Dang didn't dare to speak.

Ying Zheng glanced back at Xiong Dang, his eyes were as cold and indifferent as Ju Zizhou.

Xiong Qi immediately bowed.

"What do you want to say?" Ying Zheng asked.

Xiong Qi didn't say a word.

"The opportunity is given to you, don't talk about it now, you don't need to mention it in the future." Ying Zheng said.

"Xie Wangsun." Xiong Dang said.

As the night passed, the rain weakened a little in the early morning, and after breakfast, Ying Zheng went to the high platform next to the camp to overlook his feet.

He could see that people were coming from all directions to the camp.

After coming, according to the original camp and selected to maintain order, the husband of the strong victim drank a bowl of steaming porridge, and then was organized into a team of ten people to follow the large army to do the work.

More than 2,000 husbands are divided into more than 200 shi, and the felling of wood, the weaving of nets, and the chisels of stones, are in full swing.

Ying Zheng watched for a while, got down from the high platform, and returned to the study, where the Mo family's Juzixun was already waiting.

"Did Wang Sun Zhengfang go to watch the disaster work?" asked.

Ying Zheng nodded: "Indeed, it is the third day that I have started the disaster relief, and the camp has the most basic order, but there is not enough food, so I asked the husband of the disaster victim to weave a big net under the guidance of Juzi's disciples, and prepare to teach them to fish." ”

"Fishing ...... at this time" Xun frowned, and his face showed bitterness: "When it rains heavily, it is not very safe to fish in Weishui." ”

"But there's not enough food!" Ying Zheng looked at the inquiry: "People always have to eat, don't they, giant." ”

"Wang Sun is really benevolent." Ask the old man to be pleased.

Ying Zheng behaved like this, and he had the skills to control these disaster victims, so as not to make things change, it was really in vain that he was so old and instructed his disciples to provoke the Confucian people, and then seized the excuse to seriously injure those Confucian people.

"It's not benevolence!" Ying Zheng stared at the inquiry: "Although my status as a king and grandson comes from noble blood, the so-called "noble" bloodline is actually supported by these people!" ”

"Without them benefiting my family, my family would not be where it is today."

"The people love me and benefit me, so I love the people and benefit the people."

"This is not my benevolence, but my duty to them!"

Asked a little surprised.

It was only a day before he told Ying Zheng about the righteousness of the Mo family, and Ying Zheng was able to apply the righteousness freely!

This kind of talent is really very human!

Xun nodded, quickly calmed down, and then beat his head: "What Wang Sun said is extremely true, the old man is old, his mind is decaying, and he is about to lose his righteousness to Zi Mozi!" ”

Xiong Dang looked at Xun's thick and powerful arms, and then at Yingzheng with thin arms and legs, and sighed slightly.

He remembered the words of Queen Huayang last night.

"Zheng'er is now our person, the more treacherous his scheming and the more superhuman his wisdom is, the greater the benefits for me, isn't this something that should be rejoiced."

But Queen...... The nine-year-old son is so mentally minded, we really won't be able to control him in the future!

"Sir, if you have a disciple to remember the righteousness of Zi Mozi, why worry about your own decay?" Ying Zheng looked at the inquiry with ignorant and innocent eyes: "My senior brother said that the human body will always decay and decay, but as long as his spiritual wisdom is inherited, then he will never die!" ”

"Senior brother? Is that "Mr. Ju"? Asking raised his eyebrows, there was some inquiry on his aging face, his left hand clenched into a fist, and a trace of murder flashed in his eyes.

"My senior brother has grown up with me since he was a child, and he loves me with all his heart and benefits me, and he is a brother-like character to me!" Ying Zheng smiled: "He respects Zi Mozi very much, and he also taught the government to learn the righteousness of the Mo family from Mr." ”

"Senior brother said that if you learn the righteousness of the Mo family, the government can save the people from natural disasters and save the world from collapse!"

Xun's clenched left fist opened slightly: "I see, this senior brother of Wang Sun is a wise man!" ”

"Of course Senior Brother is smart!" Ying Zheng smiled: "Senior brother also said that when he was young, he learned the scriptures from a Mo scholar from another country, and now he teaches me the law of saving the people, and he also realized it from the ink scripture!" ”

The left fist turns into a palm.

There was some surprise in the inquiry.

Inkman!

That "Mr. Ju" is an ink master?

In an instant, various thoughts flashed through his heart, and he was a little relieved: it is no wonder that Wang Sunzheng can control thousands of disaster victims without harsh laws and take care of their lives in an orderly manner.

It turned out to be my Mojiashu!

"Then dare to ask Wang Sun, which ink master is your master?"

"I don't know!" Ying Zheng shook his head regretfully, with sadness on his face: "Senior brother said that the family teacher is long gone. ”

"Didn't leave a name?" Asked with joy.

"No, I didn't."

Confucian scholars are eager to be passed down through the ages, and they will not leave their names and surnames; Famous artists are even more renamed; The farmhouse is in decline, and the remnants are still farming in the border areas of the Qin State; Zonghengjia infighting is a trend, and it is directly excluded; The Yin and Yang family makes some messy things, but they don't pay attention to practical things......

Those who teach the principles of magic without leaving their names and surnames are only Taoists and Mo people!

Taoists are either rebellious or harsh, they are all people who do not follow common sense, and it is normal for them to leave their names without leaving their names or changing their names on a whim.

The pure people in the Mo family will even abandon their names and surnames.

Inquire yourself, that is, those who abandon their surnames and serve righteousness.

"You're probably a pure inkman." Inquire sad sigh: "Among the ink people, there are too many people who abandon their names and surnames and serve righteousness, the old decay is originally from the Cao family, a native of the Wei State, and the fifteen-year-old sword fighting was defeated by the Mo people, so he followed the ink man, returned to the Qin State, abandoned the old name and surname, and now it has been forty-one years!" ”

"Tutor...... Probably an inker? Ying Zheng was a little surprised, and a little abrupt: "I see, no wonder the principles taught by my senior brother are so similar to the principles of the Mo family......"

"Wang Sunzheng!" Xun wiped the moist corners of his eyes, and asked with a straight face: "Are you willing to learn from the old and learn the scriptures of the Mohist family?" ”

"Political Aspirations!" Ying Zheng got up, walked to the inquiry, knelt down, and leaned down to accept it.

"Great goodness!"