Chapter 52: Tianjian

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Meng Yi also thought that it could not be Han Fei, but it was more likely that someone framed Han Fei, but neither the guards in Fusu Mansion nor the lieutenant's soldiers had caught a thief, and he had no way to torture the confession, so it was useless to speculate here.

"Now that his coachman has been crushed to death by Xiling, if Han Fei can't explain things clearly, I'm afraid he will be blamed."

After speaking, it seemed that he didn't believe that Xiling had such ability, and instructed Meng Andao: "You go to the Xianyang Governor to have a look, ask how the coachman died, and come back and tell me." ā€

Meng An bowed and left.

By noon, Fusu Mansion had completely restored its calm in Meng Yi's hands, and the craftsmen all returned to the workshop under Tang Gu's persuasion, not daring to move a single step; The guards also began to patrol in a regular manner; If it weren't for the cold-faced Iron Eagle guards outside Fusu's house, everyone would have thought that the matter was over.

The three Yinggao beside Fusu had never experienced such a tense and exciting scene, staring at the Iron Eagle Guards outside the house, until they "cooed" in their stomachs, and then remembered to have lunch.

The kitchen had already prepared lunch, but they didn't know what to do in such a situation, and it wasn't until Meng Yi ordered them to bring the food that they dared to walk up to the Iron Eagle Guard, and under their cold gaze, they hurriedly set it up and retreated.

One of the Iron Eagle Guards walked out and checked all the meals one by one before agreeing to the meals of Fusu and Yinggao.

As soon as he finished lunch, Feng Yun rushed over, and he told Meng Yi about the situation in Dasuo in the city this time. In addition to Han Fei's coachman, several corpses by the river, and more than 30 people in the city refused to be searched by the soldiers, of which 10 people immediately committed suicide by taking poison, and the other 20 people should have nothing to do with the assassination. So far, not a single live mouth has been caught.

After Feng Yun reported the situation, he left in a hurry, leaving Meng Yi with a solemn face.

Meng Yi felt that things were getting more and more abnormal, ordinary assassins would not have such decisive means, and more than a dozen people committed suicide by taking poison, which was what Han Fei said would only be done by "chivalrous".

"You just stay in the house, don't go out, I'll go out for something." After Meng Yi finished ordering Fusu, he left Fusu Mansion with a frown, leaving Fusu to meditate alone.

Soon after Meng Yi left, an Iron Eagle Guardian entered the interior to report that the young concubine Tang Gu had asked to see him.

Fusu's eyes flashed, and he pretended not to care and said, "Let him come in." ā€

"The villain Tang Gu has seen the son." Tang Gu still saluted Fusu as a person.

"Excuse me, old Tang, do you have something to do?"

"Childe, please forgive the villain for being rude, the villain has something to ask Childe, I don't know if to ask?" Tang Gu's expression of sincere fear began to disappear as his own words began to disappear, and a solemnity that did not match his identity appeared on his face.

Fusu saw the change in his expression, but he still remained silent: "Come on." ā€

"Childe, born to know, without companions and friends, have you ever been lonely?" Tang Gu asked lightly.

When Fusu heard this, his face changed drastically, and he glared at Tang Gu in disbelief. He never imagined that his biggest secret would be revealed by a craftsman who had been by his side for five years.

"You...... You ......"

"Childe doesn't have to be nervous, I don't have any ill intentions." Tang Gu responded.

Fusu gasped for breath, and the stimulation he received was far greater than the assassination in the morning.

"What do you know, who are you?"

Fusu seemed to believe Tang Gu, and although his face was still pale, he was already able to speak normally.

Tang Gu looked at Fusu and said, "Tang Gu, the ink master, has seen the prophet." ā€

"Inkman? Prophet? "Fusu is a little confused.

"Exactly, the one who is in Ximo, the ancestor Tang Guguo, once used to be a Ximo giant."

"I don't know if you're an inker, but I'm not a prophet." Fusu tried to calm down as much as possible and tried to regain the initiative.

"Childe was born to know, enough to change the course of history, how is he not a prophet." Tang Gu said with a smile.

Fusu stopped talking, Tang Gu seemed to know everything about him, but he didn't know anything about Tang Gu's details.

"Childe is surprised, how did we know the identity of Childe's prophet?"

Hearing "we" Fusu's eyes shrank.

"Don't worry, Childe, we have no intention of revealing Childe's identity, this assassination is related to the ink person, but it is not the work of Ximo." Tang Gu saw that Fusu was still silent, so he had to continue to speak.

"It seems that I have to make things clear before Childe will believe me."

Tang Gu straightened his clothes, knelt opposite Fusu, and began his own narrative: "More than two hundred years ago, there was a person who appeared alone from the border between the Lu State and the Di people. When he was discovered by the soldiers, he said something that the soldiers did not understand, and the soldiers could not ask for his name, so they named him after his face and the place where he appeared, and called him Modi, which means the dark-skinned Di people. ā€

"After Mo Di arrived in the country of Lu, he worked as a serf for a while, and later did carpentry, and then went to Confucianism to study, and found that Confucianism had many drawbacks, so he began to travel the world, and accepted apprentices to give lectures, and founded the Mo family."

"The Mohists put forward some opposing views on Confucianism, the most famous of which are 'contemporaneous love' and 'thin burial', etc., and Modi's students collected his teachings, words and deeds during his lifetime into a book, and wrote the book 'Mozi', which officially opened a sect and competed with Confucianism for public opinion in the world."

After learning from the Mo family, he felt that his ancestor was too humble, so he tampered with Mozi's life experience, saying that he was a lone bamboo king, and changed Mo Di to Mo Zhai, in order to strengthen the momentum of the Mo family, Mozi's identity was gradually submerged in various hypotheses. Only the three disciples of Mozi knew his true origin, neither after Guzhujun nor Di Ren, but as prophetic as Gongzi. ā€

Mozi never explained his origin during his lifetime, and only told his three disciples about his prophetic identity before he died. Mozi said that he later learned about the history of 2,000 years, and felt that Confucianism harmed the country and fooled the people, so he accepted apprentices to give lectures, hoping to leave a little fire, break the shackles, and open up the wisdom of the people. ā€

Mozi said that he didn't know if he had really been in this world, and he didn't dare to interfere too much with historical figures and events. He said that perhaps if a small person dies because of him, he will suddenly disappear and everything he does will cease to exist. ā€

"Mozi gave the three disciples a book called Tianjian, which recorded the history he knew, and what happened in the two hundred years before Gongzi was born was exactly as the book said."

"After the birth of the childe, naturally I don't need to say more." After finishing speaking, he smiled and looked at the stunned Fusu.