In the fourteenth year of the reign of King Qi, he came to Linzi.
Since the three points of the Mohist family, the Mohist family has never regained its former glory.
Xianglizi's lineage went to the Qin State and received strong support from the Qin State. They became so powerful that even Meng Ao, Meng Wu, Meng Tian, and Meng Yi became disciples of the Mohist School. They also fought openly and secretly with another loser in the art of mechanism, making
Xianglizi's lineage is ahead of the other two lines in organ skills.
The lineage of Deng Lingzi was no less impressive. He occupied the Central Plains and followed the line of chivalry. He claimed that the rivers and lakes were in chaos, and the Mohist family had the final say. There are many heroes in the world, and a hero is not necessarily Mo, but Mo must be a hero. Mo Xia
His reputation is also extremely high in the hearts of the people of various countries in the Central Plains.
Only the lineage of Xiangfuzi went to Qi State and settled in Linzi, in order to collide with the most outstanding disciples of hundreds of schools in Jixia Academy and give birth to stronger disciples. Therefore, the lineage of Xiangfuzi was also called Qi
Mo or Mo Bian.
It's a pity that Mo Bian's group had a good idea. They established a firm foothold in Jixia Academy of Qi and Xihe Academy of Wei. Unfortunately, during the reign of King Yan Zhao, General Le Yi attacked Qi. The disciples of Qi and Mo followed the Mohist tradition.
They all came out in full force to attack Jingyi, and almost all of them died in battle.
From then on, the Qi Mo lineage completely declined. King Tian Fazhang of Qi Xiang reopened the Jixia Academy, but the Mo family was no longer seen in the Jixia Academy.
Afterwards, after the death of King Xiang of Qi, the queen took over the power behind the curtain and signed non-aggression treaties with other countries. Countries were not allowed to invade Qi State, and Qi State also abolished its armaments. Therefore, the Mohist city defense skills were no longer valued by Qi State.
Mo also lost the support of the court.
In Linzi City, in the remote West City, a once-splendid school palace is now in ruins. The old school palace is in disrepair and is overgrown with weeds. When the wind blows, the wooden house makes a squeaking sound of insects gnawing, and "pops".
There was a sound, and another window rotted and fell down.
With the decline of Qi Mo, Mo Bian's faction could not hold on to the huge academy and the Mohist martial arts, scriptures and principles were eventually sent back to the other two Mo schools. Only some of them could be left behind, the master-disciple relationship.
It was taught but not found in the manuscript.
"Teacher!" In a bamboo building hidden among the bamboo trees, an old man and a young man sat drinking tea.
The old man has a vicissitudes of life, his skin is bronze, and his left arm is still made of a wooden mechanism. He is the leader of the contemporary Mobian lineage, Xiangfuzi.
The boy looked about twelve or thirteen years old, with clear lowered eyes but a hint of deep sadness. He was dressed in black and white lining and had a pair of ordinary straw sandals under his feet.
"I'm very curious as to why you came back!" Master Xiang was very curious. He had many disciples in his life, but after he went out, none of them came back.
Jin Yao smiled awkwardly, "Teacher, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
"Listen to the lies first. After all, I just came back and I don't want to beat you!" Master Xiang didn't know the reason, so he wanted to know why this disciple came back, even if he was lying to himself.
"Because I miss the teacher!" Jin Yao opened his eyes and told lies.
As a disciple of the Mohist family, we have strict teachings, such as practicing frugal burials, saving money, prohibiting extravagance, and doing everything by hand. The most important thing is that all Mohist disciples who serve as officials in various countries must donate their salary to the Mohist family. This is very important for Mohist disciples who are originally from poor backgrounds.
To put it simply, it is impossible to do it. It is said that it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
Not to mention the Mohist disciples who were no longer taken seriously in Qi State. It would be great if they could make a living. Who would be willing to come back and contribute their salary?
"Let's tell the truth!" Mr. Xiang sighed. Is there something wrong with the teachings of the Mohist school? Or is it that the world has changed? How come the once glorious Mohist school of Xianxue has declined to such an extent.
"After my disciple left school, he was very high-spirited. He secretly thought in his heart that he would be like his brothers. He would not return to the school even if he was beaten to death. He would walk around the world with a sword and draw his sword to help when the road was rough..." Jin Yao shrank his head guiltily and secretly glanced at his teacher.
changes in expression.
"It's quite honest, and I haven't lost the morality of the Mohist family." Mr. Xiang's face was expressionless. He had become dull over the years.
Although he also hopes that some disciples will come back, unfortunately only this closed disciple has come back so far. Well, yes, he is the one who is responsible for closing the door. "Why did you come back later?"
"Well, when I just left Linzi and followed the caravan of Qi State before they had gone too far, I encountered the Green Forest that was robbed of the road, and then I escaped by pretending to be dead. Later, when I was eating noodles in a noodle shop, I had a quarrel at the next table. The disciple just thought
After breaking up a fight, he was almost beaten to death by a hidden weapon; and later he was deceived by a charlatan sorcerer out of all his expenses; drugged, spelled, sprinkled with lime powder, a honey trap..." The more Jin Yao talked about it, the more he wanted to cry.
This world is too dark and dangerous, so he wanted to go to Shanmen.
No matter how poor the mountain gate is, it has shed blood and tears for Qi State after all. This mountain gate is Qi State's compensation to the Mohist family. It will belong to the Mohist family forever and will never be taxed.
"Beauty trap? Master, I remember correctly, you are only twelve years old, right?" Master Xiang's thoughts were also strange. Although he wanted to laugh at his disciple's tragic experience, there were more fun things.
Jin Yao's face instantly turned red. He was not in good health, but he was a time traveler after all. How could he not yearn for the ancient brothel?
"The Mohist family never cares about the origin of its disciples, whether they are poor or slaves. Of course, it would be better if they were princes and nobles, but you are different!" Master Xiang looked at his jealous disciple and stopped teasing him.
"Teacher, do you know the identity of this disciple?" Jin Yao immediately sat up straight.
It has been a long time since I came to this world. I don’t have a golden finger or any memory. When I came back to life, I was already in the mountain gate of the Mobian lineage. There were only two or three senior brothers, big and small cats.
"Your real name is Jin Yao, and your surname is Ji. Your father was once the master of the Pijia Clan, a great general of the Wei Kingdom, Jin Bi!" said the Prime Minister.
Jin Yao was stunned, Jin Bi, who is this person in history? It seems that there is, but I can't remember it, but who cares, General Wei, it turns out that I am the second generation of the army!
"Hahaha, teacher, I suddenly feel that you should protect Mo Bian's glory. This disciple really cannot shoulder the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the sect!" Jin Yao stood up with a smile. This is the correct way to open a time traveler.
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I have always dreamed of being a second-generation rich man, a son raised by a poor man and a daughter raised by a rich man. My parents never told me, but I didn’t wait until my parents confessed this dream to me even after I died. I didn’t expect that it would finally come true after time travel.
Master Xiang smiled and looked at Jin Yuanyuan's retreating figure, and said nonchalantly: "You will come back!"
"Don't even think about it. I'm going to Wei State, to Daliang, to be the son of my general. I'll pay you my respects!" Jin Yao waved with his back to the mountain gate, walked out like a relative, and followed Yaoyao's footsteps.