Qidi, Jibei County, Boyang.

The genius shone slightly, and the outside of the city gate was already densely packed with merchants and vendors who were preparing to enter the city. It was approaching the end of the year, the coldest day of the year, and the cold in the early morning was very heavy, and the people waiting outside the door were white and shivering. The hawkers, who were already a little impatient to wait, picked up the flat pole and slammed it on the city gate, shouting loudly to open the city gate.

A head poked out of the city gate, with a nondescript oblique felt hat on his head, and when he saw several hawkers outside the city gate who were smashing the door and shouting, he was suddenly restless, and he stretched out his hand and poured a scoop of cold water "bang" down.

A group of vendors downstairs hurriedly dispersed, but there were still a few unlucky guys who were drenched on their bodies, and they couldn't help jumping and screaming. You must know that the taste of being drenched in cold water in the weather is not pleasant, which is tantamount to the punishment of whipping.

There was a burst of loud laughter, followed by a scolding voice, "What is the noise, no one is allowed to open the door until the time, and whoever is arguing today will not want to enter the city." ”

The doorman scolded like this, and the hawkers in the city really didn't dare to speak again, and even those hawkers who were led by cold water could only tremble and tremble in the cold wind, not daring to complain. You must know that the goods they carry on the car are their livelihood for a day, just wait to enter Boyang City and sell them to make a living, if they can't enter Boyang today, the family will have to starve.

Finally, when it was time to open the city, the doormen slowly walked out of the house before they yawned and slowly pushed the gate open, and the impatient hawkers who had been waiting for a long time rushed in, almost knocking over an old doorman next to the door.

The old man staggered a few steps before he stood firm, and suddenly turned around and angrily tried to find out who hit him, but he only saw a stream of people in front of him, and the person was long gone. The doorman still refused to give up, his eyes widened to tell who it was, but he was attracted by a thin figure in the crowd carrying a package.

"Stop. Say what about you. The doorman shook the iron ruler in his hand, pointed at the man and shouted, the man not only did not stop, but sped up a few steps, but unexpectedly, several doormen in the distance surrounded him and blocked his way from all directions.

The man had to stop, and slowly turned his head, but it was a very young and white young man, with a flattering smile on his face, and nodded his head; "I don't know what the military master is doing when he shouts to stop the little one."

The old official swaggered over with a ruffian face, looked the young man up and down, tilted his head and said angrily; "Where are you going?"

Although the young man was in a hurry with the package on his back, he was not at all like those peddlers and pawns, especially those white hands, which were by no means the hard work of the hahaha. The old official was proficient in the world, and his eyes were vicious, and he could see at a glance what was different between the young man and others, so he shouted to stop.

You must know that this is an extraordinary period, although Boyang belongs to the hinterland of Qidi, but it can't be sloppy at all, in case a spy from another country sneaks into the city and is found to be from his own hands, it will be unlucky.

When the young man saw the old man asking himself this, he opened his mouth and smiled, and said with a normal expression; "This military master, I am Zhao Guojulu from the north. Isn't this a war, it's important to have chaos over there, the Qin army is arresting strong men everywhere, and my parents are worried that I will also be arrested, so they let me come to Boyang to join my uncle. ”

The old official had already heard from his accent that he was not a native of Qi, and thought that if he dared to say that he was a Qi person, he would decisively handcuff him, and he would half believe him when he said that he was a Zhao person. Squinted at the young man for a long time, shook the chain and spoke; "It's an extraordinary time, check tightly, you have to go to the county government with us."

After speaking, he was about to put the chain on the young man's head, and the young man hurriedly waved his hand, shouting again and again that he was wronged. Suddenly, he stumbled under his feet, and threw himself at the old official, who was stunned for a moment, and was about to reach out and push it away, but suddenly his hand tightened, and he stuffed a bag of hard things.

The old official was overjoyed, he didn't expect this kid to go on the road so quickly. pinched it with his hand and estimated the amount, then stuffed the things in his hand into his sleeve without changing his face, waved his hand and said impatiently; "Let's go, let's go, the province is here to hinder the uncle's eyes."

The young man nodded his head and looked grateful, turned around and trotted away. After passing through several streets, and turning an alley, the young man triumphantly pulled out a bulging money bag from his sleeve, far better than he had given to the old man. It turned out that he hated it in his heart, so he fished it out with his hand, and then approached the old pawn and fished it out.

Putting the money bag in his arms, he searched all the way down the street according to the address in his mind, and finally found a courtyard in a remote corner, and reached out and knocked on the door.

"Who's outside the door?" A dull voice came from inside the room.

The young man raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "Transfiguring sentient beings is either yin or yang. ”

There was silence in the room, and then it sounded, "Xingyue Luo Ling, Qiu Luo Changsheng." ”

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and a big man in coarse linen clothes walked out, stretched out his hand and bowed; "Envoy, please come in."

That young man was none other than Ran Yi, a disciple of the Mo family, who was ordered by the Juzi Yuanzong to go to the Kwantung countries to integrate the Mo family forces in various places and assist the Qin army in pacifying the world. This time, he came to Boyang, where Qi Mo's headquarters is located.

Momen was founded by Mo Zhai, the patriarch of the Mo family, with the mission of "love", "non-attack" and "helping the world", and was a disciplined academic society, whose leader was called "Juzi", and its members must implement the Mohist ideas when they went to various countries as officials, and the income must also be dedicated to the group. Later, with the continuous growth of the Mo family, the influence spread all over the country, and then it was divided into Qi Mo, Chu Mo, Han Mo, Wei Mo, Zhao Mo, and Yan Mo according to the region.

Mohists are a school of thought with leaders, doctrines, and organizations, and they have a strong spirit 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. The six major Mohist schools would meet once a year to expound their thoughts and scholarship, and report to Juzi on what they had done. Juzi generally does not directly intervene in the internal affairs between the various factions, but once the Juzi order is issued, the factions will obey unconditionally, otherwise it will be regarded as a betrayal of the Mo family.

It is precisely because of the rigor and discipline of the Mohists that they were able to survive the unification war, not only did not die out, but also absorbed many schools of thought that were not rejected and attacked by the Qin State, and the scholarship gradually grew strong and full, and had a large number of supporters among the people.

Ran Yi's face was as pale as water, and there was no trace of a smile on his face, but he asked the big man seriously; "Mr. Yang Di is here?"

The big man flashed, made a way, and stretched out his hand to ask; "Juzi is waiting in the house, messenger, please come with me."

Ran Yi nodded, followed Dahan through the courtyard, and came to a study, Dahan reached out and knocked on the door, and a clear voice sounded inside: "Please envoy come in." ”

Ran Yi straightened his clothes and strode into the room, and there was an old man in his fifties with gray hair sitting in the study, seeing Ran Yi nodded with a smile, and stretched out his hand to signal to sit down.

Ran Yi bowed down and made a junior salute, and sat down without pushing.

This old man with a white beard is none other than Qi Mo's Juzi Yang Di, who is thrown above Juzi Yuanzong in terms of seniority, so Ran Yi does not dare to rely on his identity to be arrogant. Yang Di smiled and squinted his eyes and looked Ran Yi up and down, seeing that he was so calm and relaxed at a young age, without the slightest discomfort for half a year, he couldn't help but nod secretly, thinking that the Mo family had another outstanding disciple.

Yang Di asked with a smile; "Are you a closed disciple of Sect Yuan?"

Ran Yi arched his hand; "If you go back to your uncle, the kid is exact."

"Okay." Yang Di laughed and stroked his beard; "Sure enough, the hero is a young man, and the disciples of Sect Yuan are even more talented, first there is Mingyue, and then there is you, but the two swords are combined."

Ran Yi shook his head with a smile; "Uncle Shi, you are polite, you are too polite, the kid is stupid, how can you compare with Senior Sister Mingyue."

Seeing that he was humble, Yang Di smiled slightly, stopped talking, and asked instead; "Juzi sent you here this time, but it's a matter of helping Qin?"

Ran Yi nodded, "Exactly, Master was worried that Qi Mo's task was too arduous, so he sent me to help." ”

Yang Di snorted heavily and said; "Senior Brother Yuanzong can't help but underestimate my Yang Di too much. Although I have always been optimistic about Liu Bang before, it does not mean that I will disobey Juzi. I, Yang Di, am a principled person, and since the previous controversy has been concluded at the Ink Scholar Conference, I will naturally abide by Juzi's orders. ”

At the Mohist Conference, there were two factions for who supported it. One faction, led by Juzi Yuanzong, proposed to support the Qin state under Han Xin's rule, while the other faction clearly proposed to support Liu Bang, who was famous for his benevolence and righteousness. For this reason, the two factions debated for three days and three nights at the Moji Conference, and the pro-Qin faction gained the upper hand, while the pro-Han faction gave up the idea.

This time the Mo family's action in Qi was to cooperate with the Qin army, and Yuanzong was worried about Yang Di's negative treatment, so he sent Ran Yi to come.

Ran Yi smiled a little awkwardly and diverted the topic; "I don't know what the situation in Qi is now."

Yang Di's face twitched slightly, "Since Lu Pheasant slaughtered the Zhutian clan, most of the Qi people have become alienated from Liu Bang. Even the old man didn't expect that this Liu Bang would be a villain with two sides and three swords. The old man has lived most of his life, and he has lived to the belly of a dog for more than 50 years. ”

Now that Liu Bang has fled back to Qi, he is recruiting and expanding the army on a large scale, and he is completely reckless about the consequences of conscription and food, which has aroused the anger of the Qi people even more, and the voices of dissatisfaction among the people and the army are everywhere. Many of our Mo disciples also took the opportunity to infiltrate the Han army, and even many of them became middle-level officers.

Ran Yi nodded; "So it seems that the people's will can be used, and I will make a decision after I have consulted Han Xin, how about it?"

"Okay." Yang Di happily agreed. After hesitating for a while, Yang Di asked with hesitation; "Have you seen Han Shin?"

Seeing Ran Yi nodding, Yang Di asked again; "What do you think of this person, is it really the true son of heaven that my Mo family has been looking for for more than a hundred years?"

Ran Yi smiled bitterly: "Uncle Shi, you are not embarrassed by me, the art of observing people is not my forte." ”

"And what did your master say?" Yang Di was unwilling and still asked.

"My master said, whether he is or not, the Mo family is already trying, if it fails, if we fail again, we can only continue to hibernate and wait for the next master."

Yang Di hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind; "Okay, then let's just press it all and have a good time!"