Night fell, and the Lord of the Ding Mansion also lit the lights.

The bright light of the Changpu lamp illuminates the ancestral hall of the Ding family as if it were day.

Ding slowly knelt on a futon, looking at the god cards on the top.

The incense is rising, and the gods of the ancestors and teachers who have passed away seem to follow the incense and return to the yang world again.

Ding Xuan stared at those gods, kowtowed heavily, and bowed: "Father, uncle, grandfather, and the gods of the ancestors are above, and the descendants of the ancestors and gods are here, and the descendants of the ancestors and the gods of the ancestors are invited to guide!" ”

For the disciples of the Mo family, believing in the existence of ghosts and gods is the same as believing in Mo Zhai's thoughts, which is an innate instinct.

Every disciple of the Mo family reveres and worships ghosts and gods.

The gods who were high above stood there motionless.

The green smoke rising from the clouds, enveloping them in it, looming, as if there were really the spirits of the ancestors, returning from the Nine Springs, returning from the realm of the ghost to the Yang world, wanting to give guidance and foreshadowing to the living descendants.

After staring at these ancestors' god cards for a long time, Ding Shu's inner thoughts fell into an unprecedented entanglement.

His fathers, the ancestors who have now become the sacrifices in this ritual, once had infinite blood and high morale to revitalize the study of Mo Zhai.

So, he traveled in Huainan Shouchun, and Liu An, the king of Huainan, was a guest, and Wu Bei, Zuo Wu, Jin Chang and others who were also ambitious were friends.

At that time, they formed a vast anti-Confucian coalition.

The Huang Lao School, the Mo family, and the miscellaneous family joined forces to start preaching scholarship and gathering talents in Shouchun.

At its peak, just in Shouchun, there were thousands of scholars from various families.

Together, they produced Huainanzi, an immortal work that encompasses all aspects of thought, philosophy, technology, politics, military affairs, and culture.

Even people from the Ram School were amazed and highly praised when they read "Huainanzi".

However......

Liu An's rebellion failed, and all the scholars and scholars who had served Liu An were also implicated, and tens of thousands of people died.

The last elite class of the Miscellaneous Family, the Mo Family, and the Huang Lao School was almost swept away.

Although his father narrowly escaped with his life, it is said that his name was crossed out of the list of 'rebels' because Lü Bushu, who was in charge of the Huainan rebellion case at the time, showed mercy.

But when he came back, he was depressed and depressed.

Until the last moment of his life, he never wore a brown coat or a lily coat.

When he was young, he didn't understand.

But as he got older, he came to understand.

My father took off his cloak because his heart was dead, and he put on silk because his dream was gone.

In this world, there is no longer the soil for the survival of Mo Zhai's thoughts.

Fools who cling to their ideals, dead and wounded.

The world of decay continues to disintegrate.

There are no saints in the world, and there are not even many virtuous people.

Gradually, he also began to become indifferent.

But......

He closed his eyes and thought about the young waiter during the day.

Think about his words, think about what he did.

"Building a well-off life, leading to a peaceful ......"

The well-off world and the peaceful world that have been circulated in the market have poured into his mind, building one ideal world after another for him.

Especially the description of the peaceful world.

That rice, meat, and fish noodles are endless, and firewood, rice, oil, and salt are inexhaustible.

There is no more hunger, war, misery in the world.

Ding Xuan knew that that world was also his father, grandfather, and even Mr. Mo Zhai and his disciples.

The pursuit of those people with lofty ideals who are willing to tear their names and die with the grass and trees.

That's the ideal country.

If there really is such a world, Ding Shu knows that he should do whatever it takes to pursue it with all his might.

But......

Thinking about his wife and children, thinking about what happened to his fathers, he didn't dare.

His father went to Huainan with dozens of clan brothers and brothers, but in the end, he was the only one who returned, and he didn't want to happen to himself or his descendants anymore in the situation of struggling with regret and pain for the rest of his life.

He's doing a good job right now.

There are countless fish, meat, rice and noodles at home.

The accumulated wealth is enough for children and grandchildren to squander for generations.

If you stay out of it, you can continue to live like this.

Every year, I casually make a few seven-wheel fans for people, and by the way, maintain the existing seven-wheel fans.

When you are 50 years old, you can hand over your career to your children and grandchildren, raise your children and grandchildren at home, and enjoy the joy of family.

You don't have to be like your parents and grandparents, for the sake of the world and for your ideals, barefoot and clothed, and endure all the hardships.

Maybe you can still leave a name in history, and you don't have to be like the sages and teachers, although you have given everything, but in the end you can only tear your name apart, die with the grass and trees, become the fertile soil of the earth, and become the stepping stone of others.

Can......

Why...... Shall I shed tears?

Ding slowly reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, he didn't quite understand.

Just thinking about this, suddenly a figure walked in from outside the ancestral hall, Ding Shu turned around, and saw that it was his wife Chen.

She was holding a brown coat in her hand.

The brown coat he hadn't worn since he bought it.

Chen walked to Ding Zhuan's side, slowly knelt down, looked at the god card of the sect, and then draped the brown clothes on Ding Zhuan's body.

"What do you mean, ma'am?" Ding Shu didn't understand and looked at his wife.

"Can the husband's mind be hidden from others, and can he be hidden from the concubine? Can you hide it from your ancestors? Chen lowered his head, dressed his husband, stared at the man he loved deeply, Chen bowed his head and said: "Although the concubine is only a woman, when the concubine is at home, my father and brother have also taught me: the big husband is ambitious, be a wife, don't restrain the ambition of the big husband!" ”

"For so many years, my husband often got up late at night, hugged this brown clothes, and muttered to himself, if the concubine doesn't know, wouldn't she be worthy of being a wife?"

"The husband has the ambition of a bird, and the concubine should teach her children and grandchildren at home, and manage the inside and outside, so that the husband can show his ambitions......"

"But......" Ding slowly stared at his wife and said, "If this matter fails, I am afraid that the clan will not be able to ...... all."

If he just wants to be a craftsman, it's fine.

But if he is a master, how can he be willing to be a craftsman?

It will definitely aim to revitalize Mohist thought and revitalize the momentum of Mohistism.

At the very least, it will promote the ideas of the Mohists and use the ideas of the Mohists to deal with things.

At that time......

Then there is really no advance or retreat, and it may even harm children and grandchildren!

"The big husband does things, why look ahead and look backwards?" Chen said with a smile: "Besides, the concubine body heard that Kong said to be benevolent, Meng said to take righteousness, if the husband wants to become benevolent and righteous, even if the matter fails, how can the concubine and her family blame the husband?" I'm afraid it's too late for love! ”

"That Zhang Shizhong's reputation and ambition, the concubine has also heard of it......"

"And today, the purpose of those who come to my house to give gifts and make friends with their husbands, concubines can also roughly know ......"

"Although it seems that Jin Fujun is not involved in the disputes between Zhang Shizhong and other ministers, he is actually involved in it......"

"In that case, the husband should know the way to choose......"

Look at his wife and listen to her words.

Ding Xuan suddenly bowed deeply and said, "I have a good wife, how lucky!" ”

Then, he turned around and looked at the ancestral gods who lingered in the green smoke.

He knew how he should decide.

Does Zimozi's path still exist?

Absolutely!

The road is there, just to see if anyone wants to go.

Although the road is full of thorns, it is a road after all, and it is the road to the ideal country.

Like the truth, like the teachings of the kings.

No matter how much you criticize it and attack it.

Truth is always truth, and kings are always kings.

Just like Zi Mozi said: My words are enough, and those who give up their words and think about it are still willing to get and pick up millet. Those who do not speak with their words are like eggs and stones. The eggs of the whole world are still the stones, and they cannot be destroyed.

…………………………………………

In the early morning of the second day, Zhang Yue got up early in the morning.

packed the things that needed to be brought back to Xinfeng one by one, and commanded the eunuchs to clean all the rooms in the attic.

By the time things were done, the sun had risen in mid-air.

So, Zhang Yue called two carriages and carried his belongings up.

He took the brown horse Xijun again, took Zhao Rouniang with him, drove out, met Liu Jin at the gate of a palace, and returned to Xinfeng together.

As soon as he walked to the gate of Sima Gate of Jianzhang Palace, Zhang Yue saw that many people were waiting there.

He only glanced at it, and found that many of them were still acquaintances.

Zhang Shizhong...... Zhang Shizhong ......, "Far away, Han Shuo's voice came into Zhang Yue's ears: "I heard that Shizhong wants to return to Xinfeng today, and this official is here to 'see off' ......"

"I don't know how happy it is to read the book that the official gave me last time?"

Although Han said it politely, there was a strong irony in and out of his words.

Zhang Yue glanced at Han Shuo deeply, lifted the curtain, and said with a smile: "With Lao Guangluxun's care, Guangluxun gave this book, and the officials can't put it down!" ”

Han said that after hearing this, he really wanted to provoke and beat this guy.

It's just that after thinking about the other party's current status and force, he could only forcibly suppress the impulse in his heart.

Now, the background and origin of the eight assassins that Jiang Chong was looking for at the beginning have been clearly investigated by Jin Wu - all of them are officers and soldiers of the ace elite combat units in the Han army, although they are all deserters, but each of them has survived a hundred battles on the battlefield, and these people have a very tacit understanding with each other, and they have assassinated officials in Taiyuan and Longyou and other places.

But such a team was with his bare hands like chopping melons and vegetables in this waiter.

It's just terrifying!

Han said that although he felt that his force value was okay.

But in front of this guy, it's simply not enough to see!

"Humph!" Han said gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, in fact, he didn't know what was going on.

Originally, according to his temperament, he should have hidden this kind of thing and just look at the jokes on the side.

However, just thinking of the face he had lost and the losses he had suffered in front of this hateful servant, he couldn't suppress the impulse in his heart, and he couldn't control his appearance here.

Even he thought it was ridiculous.

Isn't this as ridiculous as when you were young, when you were jealous of others, so you made a big fuss and had to fight each other to the death and death?

But I know that such behavior is extremely naïve, even stupid!

If it is spread out, it will laugh off other people's big teeth - dignified Jiuqing and Guangluxun, who are almost fifty years old, and they are still competing with a young man who is not even twenty years old......

If his deceased brother knew about it, he would probably crawl out of the grave in anger and hang him in the ancestral mourning hall and beat him repeatedly—the face of the old Han family is about to be lost by you!

However......

There are some things that are not transferred by the personal will of the person at all.

Han said that this is the case now.

He looked at Zhang Yue's hateful face in his eyes, and asked with a loud sneer: "I heard that Zhang Shizhong wanted to dispel the Chang'an people Ding Zhu, but was rejected by him?" When the official heard this, he was very sorry...... If this is not the case, there are also a few skilled craftsmen in the official mansion, so they will be sent to the servants......"

As soon as Han said this, the other onlookers laughed.

Especially the Ma brothers and Rong Guang and others are the most.

"The waiter likes craftsmen, and he is not talented in the next place, and he also knows a few good craftsmen in the city, if there is a need in the waiter, he is willing to recommend ......"

"Hahahaha......" Rong Guang shouted loudly, extremely proud in his heart.

You Zhang Zizhong can't even conquer a craftsman, what else are you talking about the third world, the well-off, and the peaceful world?

Wouldn't it be better to go home and play in the mud?

The gentlemen of Guliang are as cheerful as the festival.

Is it easy for us?!

In the past two or three months, I have been tortured by this Zhang Chiyou, and my face has been smashed!

Finally! Finally! You Zhang Zizhong also have today?!

What a joy!

………………………………

On the other side, Dong Yue led his disciples and stood in a small pavilion from a distance.

"Teacher, do we want to go out to support Zhang Shizhong?" A disciple asked.

Dong Yue looked at this situation, but waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, wait a little longer......"

Yesterday's events have now spread throughout Chang'an.

Zhang Zizhong wanted to recruit a craftsman, but was refused, after hearing about this, Dong Yue didn't sleep all night last night, and before dawn today, he took his disciples into the city to prepare for the future 'little junior brother' to support the scene.

But Dong Yue knew that this was just a strategy.

The eagle will one day soar through the sky, and he needs to learn to face and solve problems.

………………………………

At this moment, there was a carriage, coming from the south.

A young man wearing a crown and a Confucian robe stood on top of the carriage, with a feather crown and a scarf, like a good son in the turbid world.

"Xie Yannian?" Rong Guang recognized the other party at a glance: "What is he doing here?" ”

Since the last Taixue incident, this young man of the Mao poetry school has almost disappeared from Chang'an.

Some even thought he had left Chang'an.

But I didn't expect that at this moment, he would appear here!

This made Rong Guang smell some bad signals.

Dong Yue also saw that he understood Yannian, and a smile appeared on his face: "It seems that Zhang Zizhongguo has heavenly help!" ”

Xie Yan has been here, and Dong Yue has almost guessed the other party's intentions.

The icing on the cake is better than sending charcoal in the snow.

Guan Changqing has accepted a good apprentice!

…………………………

Xie Yannian set up the carriage and arrived at the door of Sima Gate.

His time was very accurate, just when Zhang Yue arrived at the palace gate.

This shows that he also has someone in the palace.

He looked at Zhang Yue's carriage, turned over and got off the car, holding a book slip, and walked forward, just like a disciple to meet the teacher, he bowed for a long time, and then bowed and said: "Qi Guo Xie Yannian, respectfully ask Zhang Gong, who led the new Fengshi in the service: before learning in Taixue, hearing the lessons of the Gong, if the morning bell and dusk drums, the heart of the prolongation of the year, now I want to build a well-off in the service, Xing Taiping, the people of this world are diligently seeking!" Confucius said: When you hear the Tao, you can die at night! I am willing to serve the people of the door, contribute a little bit of strength to the great cause of the service, and fill the ravines with a lowly body, and do not hesitate! ”

After speaking, Xie Yannian bowed his head deeply.

He is indeed sincere and wants to contribute to the well-off rule and the peaceful world.

Not only him, but also the corporal doctors in the world, nine times out of ten.

If the rule of the well-off really exists, it can really be realized.

If the world is peaceful, there is a way to go.

Who can refuse to participate in such a grand event, join such a great cause, and contribute their own modest strength to it?

What's more, this may be able to realize the long-held dream of his school!

………………………………………………

Xie Yannian's sudden appearance caught Han Shuo and the others off guard.

The smile on his face froze instantly.

"Vertical Zier dare!" Han Shuo's face was almost blue.

Rong Guang was even more angry, almost wanting to explode.

Xie Yannian, the leader of the next generation of the Mao poetry school, was personally approved as the successor of the mantle by his teacher Guan Changqing.

Don't look at the Mao poetry school is very young, it has only been established for thirty or forty years.

However, it has developed very rapidly, and now it has begun to challenge the position of the Korean poetry school in the north.

Its spiritual leader, Xiao Mao Gong, is a Hongru who even the Son of Heaven should respect, and a living fossil in the Confucian poetry series!

Xie Yannian's appearance and the support he expressed immediately shattered their original good feelings, and they even felt hot on their faces.

"Zhang Zizhong, don't be rampant......" A Guliang scholar next to Rong Guang shouted regardless of it: "You can't even convince a craftsman, can you still convince the world?" ”

Sprinkling and rolling, this has always been the specialty of Gu Liang scholars.

However, even he didn't get complacent for long.

The next moment, a rough voice came from afar.

"The contemptible Ding slow, hearing the righteousness of the service, was deeply infected, did not give up in the service, came to the cold house in person, invited each other again and again, but because of his own selfishness, he fell into the predicament of the service several times, and felt deeply guilty!" Ding Xuan took his disciples and nephews forward, and bowed his hands from afar: "If the servant still does not give up, he is willing to follow the servant for the rest of his life......"

Ding Shu seriously touched the brown coat that he had put in his underwear with his hand.

He swore in his heart: one day, he will wear this brown coat openly, walk barefoot on the road of Chang'an, and openly tell people that the Mohist ideology will never perish! Truth never fades!

Those who go to the soup and the fire, the people who die without spinning.

Now, back to the world!

Zhang Yue lifted the curtain, looked at Xie Yannian and Ding Zhuan who were bowing in front of him, a smile appeared on his face, he turned his head and said to Liu Jin: "Your Highness, what the minister said......

"Where righteousness is, tens of millions will come!"

Zhuxia in this era, China in this era.

There are so many people with lofty ideals!

Therefore, the Zhuxia nation, whenever there is a catastrophe, can always be a phoenix nirvana and return from rebirth!

Liu Jin looked at all this, but he was a little stunned.

He didn't expect, let alone think, that what was said in the book would happen in front of him one day.

It's incredible!

…………………………

Han Shuo and the others are like falling into the 39 Ice Cave at this moment.

Up and down, I was cold and shivering.

Han Shuo's face was even pale, and his lips trembled.

Originally, they just came to see the joke and get angry.

But who knows......

They became a joke and a laughing stock.

After today, the gossip parties in Chang'an City are afraid that they will make up countless jokes about this matter.

And he Guanglu Xun Han said that he was unfortunate and would become the protagonist in the joke - the opposite one.

It's like the guy in the guy who covers his ears and steals the bell.,It's like the hero who waits for the rabbit.,It's like the fool who pulls out the seedlings.。

When they understood this, Han Shuo, Rongguang and the others wished that there was a crack in the ground that would allow them to get in and hide.

It's so embarrassing!

…………

In the distance, Dong Yue looked at all this, clapped his hands reassuringly, got up and said to his disciples: "Let's go, go back to Taixue, and prepare for the October festival!" ”

With this morale of the people, on the day when all the mountains of the Ram School gather in Taixue in October, who can criticize the decision they made?

Perhaps we can take advantage of this momentum to further integrate and unite the Ram School.

Especially those guys who have always been just under the banner of ram thinking, but in fact they do their own thing......

If these resources can be integrated......

The world of the future must be the world of rams!