Emperor Qin

During the Warring States period, it was a paradise for all schools of thought, because each theory was recognized by others, and each theory could be reused. The strength of Mohism lies in that it can not only put forward its own political ideas, but also practice them. Go ahead and implement it, if you don’t attack, you can help you defend the city. If you can’t defend it, your teacher and disciples will die together, and you will be given a spoon for chicken soup for your soul.

Politics requires talent. The Mohists require their disciples not to wear "short brown clothes, soup of quinoa and weeds" that are well-fed, and to live a life where they can eat in the morning and not necessarily in the evening. Wherever you go to be an official, you have to give The Mohist government, if it doesn't work, leave, and you have to pay party fees. The requirements are so harsh that you will never find a second one among the hundreds of philosophers.

This kind of life is not what the nobles are willing to learn. They have studied hard for decades, but they are not aimed at serving the people.

Therefore, most of the Mohists absorb the bottom of the society, they live like that, and naturally accept the "short brown clothes, the soup of quinoa and weed", but in this way, compared with those noble children who have been infected since childhood, their political vision is less Much worse.

In the conversation between Yan Jiang and Xiang Liyun, they came from the lower class but did not mean to win over the common people. Instead, they embraced the beautiful fantasy of ruling, hoping that the unification of Qin would make the world safe. Qin Mo focused on epistemology, and began to study logic, The role of geometry, light, and force in things.

This is already the embryonic form of modern science, but the first thing Mohist needs to realize is that things don’t just look at appearances. Frugality is a virtue, but it is immoral to force others to be frugal. It is better to lead everyone out of poverty than to remain poor—this is precisely the strength of Mohism.

Instead of fighting with archers and archers on the city wall all day long, can you open your eyes a little bit, improving the plow can increase the land cultivated by one person five times, improving paper can spread the word to the world, improving the production of iron can benefit the world, improving cotton and linen can warm the world Common people, I ask the kings of all countries to love you, why don't you love all living beings for the benefit of the world?

Xiang Liyun actually felt a little ashamed when he heard it, and argued strongly: "Where can we not love both? Aren't farmers good at plowing cotton?"

Yan Jiang smiled and said: "Love each other, benefit each other, farmers are also sentient beings, since you have a different mind, how can you say that you love both?"

Xiang Liyun frowned and thought hard.

Yan Jiang had almost finished speaking, stepped down and left.

Lectures these days are also based on weight. Not to mention his status, his knowledge is far beyond the reach of everyone. When everyone is struggling with various expressions in the book, he is familiar with all kinds of stories from ancient and modern Chinese and foreign countries, and the students can listen to them easily. They were so fascinated that they tried to persuade them to stay.

After Yan Jiang declined, he was about to leave, but at this moment, he was blocked by Zhang Cang.

The young man looked at him calmly, as if saying that sir, you are willing to come back.

"Sir, is it fun to travel to Zhao Han? When will you go again?" Zhang Cang's eyes were full of indifference, "You are so chic when you say you want to go, why are you willing to come back so soon?"

Yan Jiang didn't feel ashamed at all, and said with a smile: "Your ambition is everywhere. Besides, if I'm here, how can you put what you've learned into practice, and manage this huge school at such a young age?"

According to the students, after he left, Qin Wangzheng directly left the affairs of the academy to Zhang Cang, only intervening occasionally.

Zhang Cang said respectfully: "Since you have returned to Qin, sir, you will continue to serve as the master of the school. Zhang Cang dare not be good at it, so I will ask the king to resign."

Yan Jiang hurriedly grabbed him: "Ah Cang, don't worry, I miss you so much after not seeing me for a long time, I have figured out some food recently, please taste it first, as my apology, as for going out, just listen to my explanation..."

This is Zhang Cang's Achilles' heel, he can't refuse knowledge and delicious food, and Yan Jiang is the best he has ever seen.

So Zhang Cang took the man back.

Yan Jiang also expected him to sort out the various theories he told him, and he showed his skills without selfishness, and made a lot of desserts and delicacies.

So when the owl woke up, he saw his servant grinding pulp and cutting honey leisurely in front of the guest room table, washing soup for others, watching him filter the ground almond pulp, adding bone glue, carefully blending, and then handing it over to the almond pulp. other people.

In the early days when a piece of brown sugar was a treasure, this delicacy was simply not something humans could resist.

Zhang Cang was completely conquered by almond tofu, red bean buns, etc.

Zhang Cang, who was just complaining, felt that he had earned a world. What if he couldn't eat this kind of thing?

"So, when will you leave next time?" Zhang Cang held the pottery bowl, his eyes full of anticipation.

This guy!Yan Jiang was almost breathless, and said with a bit of malice: "I'll leave when you learn the high school functions."

"I will try my best." Zhang Cang took another bite, smiling until his eyes narrowed.

The owl also narrowed its eyes.

Zhang Cang has been too free recently, a school can't reflect his achievements at all, he should be included in the plan, the autumn harvest is coming soon, since he has the ability to plan profits, he went to ask about the grain and taxation of the whole country, so as not to waste a good time.

His Majesty walked into A Jiang's arms, listened to the two chatting slowly, thinking about how to make him let go of his guard, and talk to him so well.

……

Yan Jiang went to give lectures every two days, and received a lot of praise. There were many people who attended the lectures, and countless people wanted to worship him as a teacher.

Zhang Cang specially recorded what he said, and put it on the wall for rubbing. If there is no accident, he is the successor of Yan's theory, and the price is the film made from more than a dozen bone skins. , to make jelly, you can buy it for about ten yuan in a modern supermarket.

After running around for a year, this kind of life combining work and rest is considered satisfying. He originally wanted to go to Li Xin's house, but he felt a little embarrassed when he saw the other party's bruised face.

Yan Jiang temporarily lives in Zhang Cang's home.

One day, Zhang Cang came back and talked about it very excitedly.

Said that the king of Qin liked his theory very much, and even expressed the feeling that "as long as we are together, we will die without regrets". Sir, you have a bright future!Now Mr. Changping doesn't know how to win the king's heart. If you have the heart, you will be a good friend.

"..."

"Sir, are you moved?" Seeing Yan Jiang standing there blankly, Zhang Cang asked reservedly.

Yan Jiang heheed, and then said coldly: "Don't dare to move."

Then he found that his hand had instinctively pressed the handle of the knife.

He said lightly: "I will rest outside the city for a few days, and I won't go to your house."

Zhang Cang asked with a question mark on his face: "How can this be? The king will definitely invite you to meet him. Wouldn't it be inconvenient to be outside the palace?"

Yan Jiang said coldly: "You are still young, and you don't understand the things of adults."

It's not easy to run in Xianyang city, but it's different outside the city.

Zhang Cang was even more at a loss.

……

Yan Jiang came outside the city, found a field with a mountain stream, and started building a house.

It is close to the mountains, so it is very suitable for running, and you can also get together with Huahua during the day.

He recruited manpower to dig a pool, burn pottery water pipes, build grape trellises, and asked Zhang Cang to find him a house-building team.

Soon, King Qin received Yan Jiang's message.

Is this worried that the widow will force him to stay?

Qin Wang felt that he knew what he knew, but his heart moved slightly, and he sent a letter to Yan Jiang.

Since he rejects meeting, it's better to see words as faces.

King Qin wrote down some of his thoughts on the country and asked for opinions.

However, Yan Jiang just wrote back saying that he is not talented enough to be of much use, so you should find someone else.

Qin Wangzheng received the letter, pondered for a few breaths, and invited Zhao Gao to ask, it was sent to the six countries before, asking them to present the best musicians, how is their cooperation now?

Zhao Gao replied: "Everything is ready, just wait for the king to listen."

King Qin was satisfied, and after sitting at his desk for a while, he wrote to Yan Jiang again, saying that he had established a new music troupe, all of which were the top musicians from the six countries. ?

Is this a large-scale symphony of the State of Qin?

Yan Jiang was very, very moved now, but after thinking for a while, he still refused, saying that he had no time to come because he was building a house outside the city.

Qin Wangzheng pondered for a while, summoned the Shaofu Ling to discuss for a while, and wrote another letter.

When Yan Jiang received the letter again, a team of craftsmen came with the letter. King Qin said in the letter that this was sent to build the mansion for him. I hope you will finish the building soon, and we will date and listen to music together.

A team of craftsmen is very normal, what is not normal is that in addition to Xiang Liyun, there are nearly half of the top Mohists in this team.

Yan Jiang was really moved now, with these people, why can't he build a house!

I really want to doze off and send a pillow!

He immediately went back to the room, hugged the cat-headed Ying who had just woken up, and praised while drawing a picture: "I love King Qin so much, if he were here, I would want to kiss him."

Maotouying was very complacent when he heard the previous sentence, but when he heard the last sentence, he frowned slightly, and after twitching, he looked very regretful, as if he had lost a piece of land.

Yan Jiang didn't notice it, but just stayed up all night, slightly changing the design structure of his favorite Falling Water Villa, and drew it out.

Falling Water Villa is the most famous villa building in the world, Yan Jiang has memorized this picture long ago, think about it, if there was such a house in ancient times, it would be death without regret.

After seeing the picture, everyone in the Mo family was silent.

Resisting not to throw the blueprint directly on his face is already the limit of Jianai, Xiang Limo even thinks that this person is making things difficult for them - it is impossible to build such a big terrace!

Of course Yan Jiang knows that this thing is a joke without cement and steel bars, but these are Mohists.

Why not study the formula of cement and the forging of steel bars?

Just to teach some mechanics and mathematics knowledge.

……

So one month later, Yan Jiang's house was still on the drawing.

And Shaofu Qin Mo has turned the side into a large construction site, and started to burn cement and forge steel bars. The materials and labor are all paid by King Qin, and the money is like water.

Yan Jiang is not in a hurry, anyway, there is plenty of time, Qin Wang's music is not as important as building a house.

While stroking the flowers, he used freshly fired cement to do a compression test, feeling that life is full of joy.

In return, he was much more enthusiastic in his recent correspondence with King Qin.

However, King Qin seems to be liking his theory more and more. Does this mean he wants to do it?

Yan Jiang pondered, and then made a decision.

"For the sake of the house, as long as he doesn't strike first, I won't stab him." He dropped the piece of cement and continued to embrace His Majesty on the left and Huahua on the right.

But why does His Majesty seem a little stiff?

Yan Jiang rubbed his love bird, and opened a letter that had just been delivered recently and hadn't been opened yet.

"Tomorrow, invite me to listen to music in Linjiang Palace?"

Are you so impatient?

Yan Jiang smiled slightly, opened the bag, and found a bunch of odds and ends. Finally, he gently stroked the waist knife, the knife, and a small cylinder containing a blowing arrow with his fingers. After thinking for a moment, he took the last thing with him.

Then he turned his head and saw Maotou Ying who was trembling slightly.

"Don't be afraid, baby, it's not for hitting you." Yan Jiang kissed it tenderly.