"We have no way back!" Kwon said.

Everyone on the side was snoring and drinking white rice porridge, not taking his words seriously.

"Quan, if you don't eat it, give me the meat in your bowl." The pheasant said as he licked the juice at the bottom of the bowl.

Quan was dissatisfied with the pheasant, and reached out to protect his bowl: "Listen to me, the previous "Zhou" heard the pheasant's faint words, and now that he has disappeared, I think it is very likely that he went to the official to report us, we should find a way as soon as possible!" ”

"But we didn't really break the law!" Bian Heng said: "Even if he reports it, he can't do anything with us, right?" ”

"But what if?" Quan asked, "If he falsely accuses us, will we be ...... even if we don't break the law?" What do you see? ”

"He's behind you!" Pheasant said.

"Who?" Kwon was startled and immediately looked back.

Ju Zizhou stood behind him with a smile: "Everyone, I haven't seen you for a day, are you okay?" ”

Kwon stood up in surprise: "Where did you go yesterday?" ”

The pheasant took the opportunity to take out a piece of fat and oily fat from the bowl and threw it into his mouth, chewing it in three or two times.

"I ...... yesterday" Ju Zizhou was a little surprised when he saw a group of people behind the right standing up and trying to surround him: "It seems that the power is in the middle of the world, and the prestige is very high!" ”

"This ......" Quan hesitated, glanced at the two armor soldiers standing behind Ju Zizhou, and then looked at the wide scholar robes on his body.

Although the scholar's uniform is not luxurious, it is not something that the poorest can afford.

Kwon's fist clenched and loosened.

After taking a deep breath, he completely released his palm: "We have grown up together since childhood, and the brothers believe in me because I am burly. ”

"I see." Ju Zizhou smiled: "Don't worry, I don't have any malicious intentions, I just want to know about your current life...... Quan should know that Wang Sunzheng chose to help everyone at a great cost...... Therefore, every bit of resources cannot be wasted, I need to understand your life, so that I can have a plan for how to help the big guys and reduce unnecessary losses! ”

Quan cautiously looked at the armor behind Ju Zizhou and was silent.

Ju Zizhou smiled, waved his hand and said, "I'm tired of waiting in a farther place, I want to talk to my friend." ”

The two armorers were ordered to leave.

Quan breathed a sigh of relief and sat down: "Say, what does the noble man want to ask?" ”

He glanced at the meat in his bowl, counted it, and found that the fattest piece of meat was missing, and suddenly became a little angry: "Pheasant, which of you two stole my meat?" ”

"It's not me!" The pheasant immediately shook his head.

"Not me." Yokoya shook his head.

"Humph!" Quan Leng snorted and smashed a fist on the top of the pheasant's head: "There is no next time!" ”

The pheasant held his head, but the corners of his mouth were full of smiles.

Take a beating in exchange for a bite of meat to eat, no loss!

Ju Zizhou glanced at them and asked, "Aren't the meat and porridge for you to eat?" Why don't you go for a bowl if you want to eat it? ”

Kwon was silent.

Ju Zizhou looked at the pheasant, frowned, and said, "Tell me, I'll solve this matter for you!" ”

"Can you fix it?" Quan looked at Ju Zizhou cautiously.

Ju Zizhou grinned: "I am a friend of Wang Sunzheng, so I should have some right to speak." ”

After looking at Ju Zizhou for a while, Quan smiled: "Then can you get more and more food for Wang Sunzheng?" ”

Ju Zizhou raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?" ”

"I'm running out of food!" Kwon said: "All of us know it! ”

"How do you know?" Ju Zizhou asked.

"What the chef said!" Right answered.

"Didn't you really stop eating more because someone put a barrier?"

"It's not!"

"How Wang Sunzheng treats us, we all know in our hearts!" Quan's fist rested in his heart: "Although we are illiterate, we also know kindness and righteousness in our hearts, Wang Sun Zheng is willing to give food and money to help us, and we are grateful to Dade." ”

"Therefore, we can't bring too much trouble to Wang Sunzheng."

"Eat less if you can!"

Ju Zizhou glanced at Quan, then stood up and looked around.

Everyone in sight was eating silently, some of them drank porridge in small sips, some licked the bottom of the bowl clean, and some ate their own bowls, envying others to eat.

But not many people went to serve the meal anymore.

Ju Zizhou walked to the copper tripod, set up a platform, stretched out his head and looked inside.

There is a lot of leftover porridge and meat in Dingli.

The soup gurgled under the licking of the flames, and the fragrance wafted in the rain, but few people stepped forward to serve the meal.

I'm afraid there will be a lot left over from this morning's dinner.

The corners of Ju Zizhou's mouth smiled stiffly, and there were waves in his heart.

Some touched, but not much.

Instead, there was a surge of sorrow and anger.

He turned away.

……

"The ink scholar inquired to meet His Royal Highness Wang Sun." The gray-haired old man bowed down: "I heard that Wang Sunzheng is gathering the craftsmen in Xianyang City?" ”

"Not bad." Ying Zheng bowed slightly, high in the main seat, and had no intention of returning the gift.

One of the several disciples behind the old man was a little angry.

"Dare to ask Wang Sunzheng, do you know the etiquette?" The disciple asked.

Mo Zhixuan frowned slightly: "Leave, you shut up!" ”

"I'm too young to know how to count." Ying Zheng smiled, a little sarcastic: "In addition to the "number of rites", does the ink master have any other teachings? ”

"His Royal Highness Wang Sun forgives his sins!" The old ink man immediately leaned down and worshipped: "The ink man has no rudeness to oppress people's customs, my disciple has recently seen the miserable disaster in the city, so he is angry, and between his words, there is anger." ”

Ying Zheng smiled: "My senior brother once said that among all the scholars, the Mo family attaches the most importance to reality and people's livelihood. ”

"Since Mr. and others uphold the Mohist principle of valuing the people and righteousness, then Mr. and others should be here to assist the government to help the victims, right?" Ying Zheng asked.

He was taken aback.

This Wang Sun Zheng ...... Have you learned to block people with words?

And it's still the Mo's own teachings......

He had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and finally just nodded: "What His Royal Highness Wang Sun said is right, my Mo family does value the people and righteousness, since the death of his son Mo Ziyi, the Mo family has changed, and the meaning of Mo remains the same!" ”

"Sir, do you want to come to the government to preach righteousness?" Ying Zheng tilted his head.

"Exactly!" Inquisition nodded.

"So do you want to help me help the victims, or do you want to preach righteousness to me?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Both!" The ink master said: "The old man's disciples are proficient in the art of the Mo family's craftsmanship, and the construction of houses and canals that Wang Sunzheng needs is a trivial matter for them. ”

"The old gentleman wants to preach righteousness to the government in person?"

"Exactly." Inquisition nodded.

Ying Zheng thought for a moment and nodded: "Yes, old gentleman, please speak, I want to hear how the Mo family's righteousness is unfathomable, so that the king does not dare to start an unjust war, and Hou can't open an unjust provocation!" ”

"Teach!" The ink scholar asked: "Dare to ask, can Wang Sunzheng know how people stand in the world?" ”

"People can stand in the world with food and utensils!" Ying Zheng replied casually.

"No, people stand in the world with the help of people!" Xun said: "Without the help of others, a husband cannot fight a tiger and a wolf, a single husband cannot make words, a prince cannot be a country, and the Son of Heaven cannot be a nobleman." ”

Ying Zheng reacted for a moment, and looked at Xun in amazement: "You're not an ordinary ink artist, are you?"

"The old man is in the position of the son of the Mo family."

Ying Zheng sat up straight, looked at the inquiry, and bowed: "Sir, please continue." ”