Chapter 74: A Spring-Fired Farce

As the saying goes, blessings are incomparable, and disasters are not singular.

Zhang Rou felt that she had been unlucky recently, and as soon as this person was unlucky, she stuffed her teeth when she drank cold water.

Although this Wang Xuanen is often entangled in all kinds of tricks, she can at least give him a face or not ** him. However, recently, an old man came out of nowhere to pester her all day long, shouting that he wanted to accept her as an apprentice, which made her a little broken.

Not to mention that Zhang Rou is also a good boy! The traditional virtues of the Chinese nation must not be forgotten, no matter which tendon this old man is wrong, we young people must respect others! Besides, in the Song Dynasty, if you don't respect the elderly, this problem will be big or small.

In fact, Zhang Rou is also to blame for this matter, if it weren't for her boredom and disgusted with the carriage sitting in a panic, she ordered a carriage with her own modified carriage with shock-absorbing objects such as springs, and it would not have caused this incident.

Zhang Rou originally just wanted to improve her quality of life, so she thought about adding some simple shock-absorbing measures in later generations, such as springs or something, to the existing carriage, and then made some improvements to the shape of the carriage by the way, so that it looked beautiful and more convenient to use. But what she didn't expect was that her move was taken by the owner of the car dealership, and he forced her to make her agree to build this ** car by her own car dealership to sell. Zhang Rou didn't take this seriously, plus there are no patents in this era, others just want to imitate, and you can only stare dryly, not to mention that people are quite polite and come to negotiate, Zhang Rou also agreed.

Originally, there was nothing wrong with this, and it was a merit to be able to make everyone comfortable in the car. What I never expected was that this carriage let an old man sit in, this old man's name is He Wuji, speaking of this name is really not famous in history, but when it comes to his other identity, everyone must be familiar with it.

According to legend, during the Warring States Period, many super cattle were born in the land of China, creating a great era of contention among hundreds of schools. And one of them, Mo Zhai, was born in the lower class of society. Initially trained by Confucianism, but later dissatisfied with Confucianism's ruling ideology of maintaining power, nobility, respect and respect for relatives and suppressing human nature, as well as doubts about Confucianism's emphasis on red tape and funeral reports that harm money, he decided to go against the grain, emphasizing the need to learn from Dayu's spirit of hard work and frugality. Then he broke away from the Confucian principle of "if the king uses it, he will be rich and honorable", and founded the Mohist family. In order to promote his own ideas, Mozi recruited a wide range of disciples, and at his peak, there were hundreds of ordinary cronies. Don't underestimate this number, you must know that Confucius is only 72 disciples and 3,000 disciples.

The Mohists are also regarded as the earliest non-governmental associations in China, with strict organization and strict discipline, and their supreme leaders are called "Juzi or Juzi", and the members of the Mohists call themselves "Mozi". Mohists are a school of thought with leaders, doctrines, and organizations, and they have a strong sense of social practice. The Mo scholars endured hardships and stood hard work, were strict with themselves, and regarded the maintenance of justice and morality as an unshirkable responsibility. Therefore, most of the ink writers were knowledgeable laborers.

It is said that each "Mozi" is a remarkable figure, they not only have the spirit of research ahead of the times, but also have the courage to practice pioneers. Perhaps to put them a little greater, they seem to be the beginning of the science and technology of the Chinese nation. Assuming that they have historically occupied the mainstream of society, perhaps there would be nothing in Western countries today.

It's a pity that the heavens are not beautiful, the Mo family is like a flash in the pan in history, although the various siege and defense weapons they created have been used by various dynasties in the cold weapon era, and even Zhuge Liang's crossbow is only a restoration of others, but this can't change the fact that the Mo family is lonely.

According to their concept, the empire that Yingzheng had worked so hard to build could not be justified, and the successive kings also did not want this group of "-stirring sticks" to appear in their field of vision, so they had to withdraw gloomily.

Of course, there are also rumors that the Mo family was confused by King Qin, so they made a deal with Xu Fu. In the name of seeking immortal medicine, Xu Fu took away thousands of boys and girls, and hundreds of elites of the Mo family were also taken away. When they arrived in what would become Japan, they became the ruling class because of their advanced culture, such as tool-making and farming skills, which made the indigenous people worship them as gods.

Xu Fu is a Taoist priest in layman's terms, and he really doesn't have much ability to run a country, but don't forget that the hundreds of Mo families who came to Japan are the elite of the elite. Although the development of the land of China was not smooth, it was difficult for them to open up the land in such a new place, and they also became the real power figures in Japan. Although they were well mixed and had the power and money, based on their teachings, they were still grateful for the vitality that Xu Fu brought them, so everyone raised Xu Fu to the throne of God and was known as the emperor. Later, although the shogunates competed for power, none of them replaced the emperor, and it is a miracle that the Japanese emperor was able to last for more than 2,000 years.

Again, the ink masters left behind in the land of China are not having a good time. The Mo family was also divided into three, some of them were still engaged in research, some of them were engaged in politics, and some of them became rangers, that is, the predecessors of the heroes of the green forest, and by the time they reached the Han Dynasty, they were basically all over.

Of course, there are still a very small number of people in later dynasties, who pick up the things of their predecessors and inherit part of the Mo family heritage. And this He Wuhe happens to be the only "big man" in this era, he is not only the big man of the research school, but also won the support of the few ranger ink people, at this time the ink man who played politics has long disappeared, it can be said that in a certain sense he unified the Mo family.

As a "giant" of the Mo family, He Wuji must be not low in cultivation in terms of organ technology, otherwise he would not have been elected as the boss. It was because of this that he was able to discover the mysteries of Zhang Rou's modified carriage for the first time and be pleasantly surprised by these ingenious designs. When he found the initiator of these inventions, he inevitably had the idea of accepting apprentices to inherit the Mo family, so Zhang Rou lay down.

"Miss, there's an old man outside who keeps shouting to see you, and he can't leave!" Little Peach pouted and said to Zhang Rou.

"Old man? Did you say anything? Hearing the maid's complaint, Zhang Rou stopped what she was doing and asked.

"I asked, but he didn't say anything, but clamored to see you. Miss, don't say it, this person is quite strange, looking at the shriveled one, Ah Zhong can't pull him! Little Peach blinked and said with an incredulous expression.

When Zhang Rou came to the living room with Xiao Taohong, Fu Zhong was still struggling with the old man, and he was angry that his strong body, which had practiced martial arts for a few days, could not move an old man. Therefore, although I am already sweating profusely, I must persist in what I say for the sake of my dignity. However, on the other hand, the old man sat on the chair and did not move, and he was still sipping tea comfortably, which was really strange everywhere.

"Ah Zhong, don't be rude!" Zhang Rou couldn't help frowning when she saw the scene in front of her.

"Yes, master!" Fu Zhong reluctantly responded, and walked behind Zhang Rou and kept muttering.

"The stubborn man doesn't know the etiquette, and I hope the old gentleman will forgive me, I don't know why the old gentleman visited the mansion?" Although she heard a rough idea from Xiao Taohong's mouth, Zhang Rou still decided to salute first and then soldier.

The old man did not answer Zhang Rou's words, but stood up and circled around her a few times, looked carefully before touching his beard and muttered to himself: "The face is delicate, the eyes are spiritual, knowledgeable, and the love is good, not bad, not bad......"

"Old gentleman?" Zhang Rou saw that the old man who was in hysteria had to remind him.

"Well, seeing that the old man is so old that he is easy to forget, the old man made a special trip to accept the little lady as a closed disciple this time, why don't you come to see the ceremony soon!" The old man patted his forehead, said as if he suddenly realized, and straightened his clothes and turned to sit on the chair, and said seriously.

Hearing this, before Zhang Rou could react in a hurry, Fu Zhong rushed over again, grabbed the old man's collar and said angrily: "You old man is so unreasonable, let's serve you with good food and drink, and you still make fun of my master, and you don't inquire about our master's origins, believe it or not, I let my father arrest you?" ”

"Ah Zhong, you let go first, if you have something to say." Zhang Rou pulled Fu Zhong and persuaded.

"Young people, look at what is upbringing and what is quality...... Learn well, you! The old man still had a smug expression on his face.

"Old man, I don't know if there are people in the mansion who have offended you?" Although Zhang Rou also wanted to slap this stinky old man, she still held back.

"No wow!"

"Then I wonder why the old gentleman is like this?"

"Didn't the old man say that he wanted to accept you as a closed disciple, don't you understand?" The old man looked like he took it for granted.

Zhang Rou shook her head and said, "I don't understand! Why should I be your apprentice? I'm doing well now! ”

"Why? This is even asking why? Think about the beginning, how many people want to vote for the old man, and the old man is still unwilling? The old man touched his beard and shook his head and said, as if he suddenly remembered something, and exclaimed, "You don't know the identity of the old man, do you?" ”

Everyone spread their hands and shook their heads helplessly.

"Hehe, it seems that the old man was too excited and forgot to introduce himself." The old man smiled awkwardly and said, "I don't know if you've heard of the Mo family?" ”

"The Mo family? Which Mohist? Haven't you heard of any big family surnamed Mo in Jinling? Fu Zhong asked suspiciously.

"The old man is talking about the Qin Mo family!"

"The pre-Qin Mo family? This little woman has seen it in a book, doesn't it mean that the Mo family disappeared in the Han Dynasty, and this has something to do with you? Although Zhang Rou was a girl in her previous life and had little interest in history, she still heard of the famous pre-Qin doctrines, especially the subtlety of the Mohist techniques and the idea of advocating equality for all people.

"Hey...... What the little lady said is true, I think my Mo family was also well-known in the pre-Qin period, but now the world respects Confucianism! Speaking of this, the old man's expression was obviously much lower.

However, Zhang Rou's expression lit up, listening to what he meant, it seemed that the Mo family still had a heritage, and he couldn't help asking: "Old man, why are you mentioning this Mo family now?" ”

"Don't hide it from you, the inheritance of the Mo family is indeed not easy, the treasures left by the sages are lost, and now the world is poisoned by Confucianism, and most of them have lost the spirituality of inheriting the knowledge of our school. The old man He Wuji, who is the 'juzi' of the Mo family's generation, should be responsible for the inheritance of our school's culture. A few days ago, I happened to see the carriage transformed by the little lady, the old man was very excited, God treats me well, my Mohist school finally has a successor! The old man's hot eyes stared at Zhang Rou and said excitedly.

"Mr. He, are you exaggerating, the little girl doesn't think she has any talent in the agency?" It's true, there are a few girls in the world who like these things...... Of course, women are not among them.

"The little lady's words are wrong, as far as the old man knows, the little lady has not been in contact with the organs, but she can make such an ingenious thing, it is really commendable, this spirituality is not owned by ordinary people." He Wuji took out a spring from his arms and sighed while playing with it.

Zhang Rou couldn't help but feel a little amused when she saw that all this was caused by a simple spring, but she was also moved by these people's dedication to invention.

Although the mainstream of society could not tolerate them, they still adhered to their ideals unwaveringly. It is they who have left countless treasures for the Chinese nation with their life's work, and their value cannot be reduced because future generations have not made good use of them, and they should also be admired.

So, Zhang Rou couldn't help but bow deeply to the old man in front of her. Of course, her move also made Fu Zhong and others puzzled, after all, the current orthodoxy, these are just kitsch and lewd skills.