Chapter 227 If I dont die, Qin will have no heaven
Has the eldest son changed his name to Ying Chengyu?
The people who postponed their kneeling thought to themselves that people always accept things that are more familiar to them faster.
After this thought circulated in their minds, the last sentence Ying Chengyu said finally came to their mind.
"God wants you to kneel down, and I want you to stand up."
People whose brains are spinning quickly will stiffen up first, and people whose minds are spinning slowly will stiffen up later.
They raised their heads and looked up at the king who was on the high platform and should be respected by them.
How dare you say God!
How dare you go against heaven!
If you are disrespectful to God, God will punish you!
There is anger and fear in their eyes. Do you know what you are talking about?!
The First Emperor was still angry and thought that Ying Chengyu was fooling around.
The ministers were a little surprised - Mr. Chang'an, you put so much effort into just saying a few words?
There is also some solemnity - in dialogue with the world, Lord Chang'an wants to advise on national policy on this occasion? Listen carefully and support and oppose it based on whether it is of benefit to me.
There are still a few people who are full of passion - Hahaha, Chang'an Jun finally stood up!
Ying Chengyu was on a three-foot high platform, looking down at the platform.
Just like few people under the high platform can see his face and expression.
Ying Chengyu, whose eyesight is only slightly higher than that of ordinary people, cannot see the faces and expressions under the high platform.
But he could guess.
Angry, confused, surprised, there are no good expressions or emotions anyway.
Those who are full of confidence in me still don’t know what I am going to do and are thinking about me rebelling and becoming the king.
In this day and age, I wouldn't have many supporters.
To be more precise, there will be almost no supporters.
Already knew it...
He glanced around the stage, and then changed the bamboo slips he held in both hands to show respect to one hand.
"Even if I was rude in the past, how can I recite sacrificial inscriptions like this? How can I hold it with one hand..."
When the First Emperor saw what Ying Cheng was doing, he thought that Ying Cheng was finally going to start reciting the rites of sacrifice to heaven.
He said with relief and happiness mixed with anger.
Before he finished speaking, the Emperor's pupils suddenly shrank.
On the high platform, an open roll of bamboo slips kept sliding down in front of his eyes, making a free fall.
His brother threw out this heaven-sacrifice article that made Fengchang lose his mentality and spent a lot of effort to write it.
"Shu Zi!"
The First Emperor was furious!
The roar sent chills all over the civil and military officials.
Their king was angry.
Despite feeling cold, the eyes of the civil and military officials could not help but follow the bamboo slips. From top to bottom, most of them had the same anger as the First Emperor.
They are angry, but most of them don't know why they are so angry.
If it were an ordinary person disrespecting God, they wouldn't be so angry.
To be disrespectful is to be disrespectful. There is no madman, and nothing can be done alone.
But Ying Chenglong's disrespect for heaven may lead a large number of people to disrespect heaven.
Above the nobility is the king, and above the king is heaven.
If God is not respected, then what about them? No eggs will be left unfinished when the nest is overturned.
Pa da ~
The bamboo slips fell to an open space in front of the people.
Before the people could react, Lang Guan had already quickly picked up the bamboo slips at the order of the First Emperor.
He lowered his head slightly all the way, holding the bamboo slips respectfully with both hands, and delivered them to the First Emperor.
The things that Ying Chengyu wants to throw away enjoy the highest level of respect in the world.
The bamboo slips haven't been delivered yet.
Another object was left in the sky.
Ying Chengyu turned his head and threw away the animal skin that was wrapped around his neck, making him unbearably hot.
He took off his clothes and threw down his plain clothes that looked like filial piety clothes.
He took off his belt and threw down the kudzu belt from his waist.
When he was about to throw down the hazel stick attached to the kudzu belt, Ying Chengyu paused for a moment.
This time, there was a glimmer of hope in the eyes of the First Emperor and the officials who had been watching Ying Chengyu's behavior.
The owner of the hazel stick was killed.
Ying Chengyu's hesitation at this moment, in their opinion, means that he has not completely lost his respect for heaven, earth, ghosts and gods. Ying Chengyu is afraid of being retaliated by heaven, earth, ghosts and gods.
Boom~
The sound was very slight. In theory, with the blessing of the divine power from the high platform, it could not reach the ears of the people in the audience.
But the First Emperor, Zhao Ji, Han Ji, Afang, Wang Wan, Feng Quji, Li Si...
But everyone seemed to hear that first soft sound, then the reverberating and roaring broken sound.
On the high platform, Ying Chengyu threw down the two broken hazel sticks.
"The hazel stick that I can break can drive out ghosts?"
When the sound reached the bottom of the high platform, the faces of the nobles in the inner ring became more and more ugly, and the faces of the people in the outer ring became even more ugly.
The former is because Ying Cheng Chong disrespects Heaven, and the latter is also because Ying Cheng Chong disrespects Heaven.
"Go away! I want to see His Majesty! You are seeking death!"
One man was furious and charged towards the First Emperor at the center with his sword.
The Lang Guan was responsible for his duties and went out to stop him. The two Lang Guan were beheaded, the Third Lang Guan had his arms cut off, the legs of the two Lang Guan were shaved off, and the number of those who lost the prize was fourteen fifty-six.
This man seemed invincible and had great destructive power, but he could hardly get even half a step closer to the First Emperor.
Because the reason for this situation is not that this person is superb in martial arts, but that the official is restrained.
Those who kill with swords are Gan Luo of the Gan family.
The furious First Emperor turned his head and glanced at Gan Luo, whose body was stained with Lang Guan's blood, and coldly ordered Gai Nie beside him.
"Bring him to me!"
"only."
When the words reached the ears of the First Emperor, Genie himself had already fled several meters away.
After a few breaths, Ge Nie took Gan Luo and returned to the First Emperor.
"You even killed the official..."
The First Emperor's voice was so cold that it could freeze thousands of miles away. Normally, speaking like this would have silenced Qin's officials.
But today was unusual. Gan Luo, who was also a minister of Qin, directly interrupted the First Emperor's admonishment, seemingly not caring about life and death at all.
"Your Majesty! If we don't stop Ying Chengyu, it will be too late!"
The First Emperor, who was about to get furious, suppressed his anger, took a step closer to Gan Luo and said in a deep voice: "Do you know what he is going to do?"
At this point, the First Emperor still didn't know exactly what Ying Chengyu was going to do.
Although there is a vague suspicion in my heart, that guess is far from the truth.
"He wants to overthrow the entire Great Qin!"
Gan Luo, who dared to interrupt the angry First Emperor's lecture, looked extremely frightened at this moment.
How could it be so fast?
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He didn’t mean that he would have to prepare for it for at least thirty years!
"You mean he's going to rebel?"
The First Emperor asked back, feeling a little calmer in his heart. This was the same old tune.
In the past few months, the First Emperor had received secret reports from countless people telling Ying Chengyu that he wanted to rebel - Li Si, Meng Ao, Xia Wuji... and even a young official.
The First Emperor, who had calmed down, combined his anger towards Shuzi Yingcheng, anger towards Gan Luo for killing the official, and anger towards Gan Luo for interrupting him and disrespecting him, to reoccupy the high ground of the brain.
"It's not that he wants to rebel, he wants to, uh!"
Before he finished speaking, Gan Luo felt pain in the back of his neck, his vision went dark, and he fell forward.
Gai Nie, who was behind him, hit Gan Luo on the neck with his knife, knocking Gan Luo unconscious.
The First Emperor, who was about to show Gan Luo what it meant to be a tyrant, looked at Ge Nie.
"I didn't give the order."
This is Genie's independent behavior.
Gai Nie pointed to the high platform with an expressionless expression.
"You can listen to his words at any time, but you may not hear what Chang'an Jun said after today."
This reason doesn't feel like a reason.
But Genie couldn't think of any reasonable excuse or reason for a while.
At that moment, he knew he had to stop this murderous man who broke in with his sword.
Gai Nie didn't know what Ying Chengyu was going to do.
But no matter what he does, Ying Chengyu, who possesses the "benevolence of a woman", is obviously more attracted to Gan Luo than Gan Luo, who is "decisive in killing".
In the land of Yan and Zhao, there are many generous and tragic people.
The two leaders of swordsmanship in the world, Lu Goujian and Gai Nie, both came from the State of Zhao.
They both like swords but not killings, and they don't like unjust killings.
The First Emperor squinted his eyes, followed Gai Nie's fingers, and looked at Ying Chengyu who was talking to himself on the high platform.
"rational."
The First Emperor said coldly.
Ge Nie was shocked in his heart. He did not think that the First Emperor would be concealed by his random words, nor did he think that his personal relationship with the First Emperor was such a good one.
As a personal bodyguard, if he dared to knock Gan Luo unconscious today without any reason, would he dare to assassinate the First Emperor tomorrow?
Looking into the eyes of the First Emperor, Ge Nie understood why.
Maybe if you don't knock him out, the young master will be fine.
Gaine thought to himself.
The trust in the eyes of the First Emperor was greater than the trust hidden in his heart.
The First Emperor did not trust Gai Nie, but his brother Ying Cheng.
"In my expectation, I won't say these words until at least five years later. But for some reason this year, Brother Huang insisted that I climb the platform with him.
"Now that I'm on this stage, let's talk about it in advance. It's a blessing to have two or three things that go well in your life, and it's normal to be unsatisfied nine times out of ten. Brother Emperor, you forced me."
Ying Chengyu said casually, wearing white clothes underneath, which seemed a bit out of place with Qin, who worshiped black, and what he said was also out of tune with this world.
It seemed that he was a little tired from standing. He sat down on the ground, bent his legs and hugged his knees with his arms.
This sitting position made the already angry people below even more angry.
How can you sit down!
You should sit upright!
Disrespectful to God!
The people were extremely angry and yelled in their hearts.
But their long-standing fear of the nobles prevented them from speaking out.
The people of Qin were good at martial arts, and they were very angry at Ying Chengyu on the high platform and wanted to knock him down.
But the people of Qin were not stupid. If they really wanted to do this and use their people to attack Qin II, who was favored by the First Emperor, it would be considered a mercy of the First Emperor if their personal death did not harm the three clans.
The ministers looked at the Emperor's face one after another, and found that the Emperor's face was still very ugly, so they all fell silent.
The First Emperor's face was so ugly just now, and it was still so ugly after all this time, and he didn't mean to stop Ying Chengyu.
"You may not know who I am, and you may not be familiar with the name Ying Chengyu, but you must be familiar with the shame of Tunliu. I was the one who fought that battle, and I am the most vicious curse word in Xianyang - 'You are like a king brother'
The 'king brother' in the story, Lord Chang'an of the Great Qin Dynasty, Ying Chenglong."
It turns out to be you! The shame of Tunliu! The shame that brought shame to our great Qin!
Why would Your Majesty bring this shame to the high platform instead of the eldest son?
Come down quickly and don't blaspheme the gods and the emperor's land!
The eyes of the people were full of contempt and hatred.
The shame of Tunliu was the biggest humiliation of Qin in the past hundred years, and it was a shame for all Qin people.
They couldn't figure out why Ying Chengyu, who had caused such humiliation to Da Qin, not only didn't feel ashamed, but seemed to be proud of it.
Able to speak eloquently and express nonsense on a high platform.
The masses and the public react differently.
They did not have contempt or hatred, but were puzzled - why did Lord Changan do this?
When Ying Chengyu did not show his power and strength, the officials, like the people, could ridicule and exclude Ying Chengyu because of the shame of staying here.
But when Ying Chengyu defeated the Queen Mother in front of everyone, he was appointed by the First Emperor as the Prime Minister and the Queen of the Kingdom.
The shame of staying here was unacceptable at the beginning, but it has automatically become a matter of victory or defeat, which is a matter of military strategists. It is not something to worry about. Please don't care about it, Lord Chang'an.
Butt determines thinking.
Location determines behavior.
On the high platform, the strong wind howled.
It seemed that Tianwang couldn't tell Ying Chengyu anything new, so he finally got angry.
Ying Chengqiao raised his head and smiled.
I'm here now, it's too late, and I won't use it if I give you the chance.
He looked down at the slightly confused people.
By saying it this way, you will know who I am, and my words will leave a deeper impression on your minds. This is the seed.
"When I was four years old, I told my grandfather that we should pursue equality, pursue freedom, and build a country where the people are the mainstay."
Wow~
The ministers mutinied.
Even the inaction of the First Emperor could not suppress the shock and anger in their hearts.
"Does this guy know what he's talking about? Mr. Lang hasn't driven this guy away yet!"
"Should this Zhuzi be embarrassed on top? One defeat at Tunliu is not enough for him to be ashamed of!"
"Mr. Chang'an has come into contact with Chu Mohu? How could he say such treacherous and unjust words!"
"..."
The turbulent wave rolled and boiled under the stage, rushing straight to the three-foot-high platform, and was stopped by Ying Chengyu, who was holding his knees with his hands.
The expressions of most people did not change at all because of this sentence. They were still angry, contemptuous, and horrified... They had no idea what Ying Chengyu was talking about.
It is really difficult for a group of them who only know how to farm, fight, and strictly follow Qin laws. Most of them are illiterate to understand Ying Chengyu's words.
Old Qin people never talk.
First, the people of Lao Qin have bad tempers and will get into trouble if they disagree.
Second, the cultural foundation of the old Qin people is poor and they cannot tell anything.
But there is always a small group of people who have learned simplified Chinese and know things they didn’t know before.
This group of people behaved angrier, more contemptuous, and more frightened than the vast majority of illiterate people.
I learned to read and write just to become a noble.
To be aloof and possess the power of life and death over others.
You want equality, you want freedom, so what is the use of what I have learned?
These people have moved away from the stage of filling their stomachs and have reached the stage of pursuing wealth and power.
They firmly believe that with their own efforts, they can change their fate against the odds.
They think they can become Bai Qi, Zhang Yi, or at worst, a general - everyone thinks they will be the lucky one before fighting hard.
But in fact, most of them can only become a withered skeleton, and one will become a withered skeleton among ten thousand bones.
But before they become withered bones, they will not be grateful to people like Ying Chengyu who are reforming. They will only be full of resentment. The most gentle attitude is to blame Ying Chengyu for meddling in other people's affairs.
If Qin is compared to a popular game, then Ying Chengyu is the one who wants to change the game drastically.
Nobles are high-level players. Very few people have read the guide for high-level players, and most people have passed the novice tutorials.
Gao Wan is the one who has all the power in the game and won't think of Ying Chengyu changing the game.
Players who have read the advanced play guide are one step ahead of most players and will not want to change the game drastically.
Players who have passed the novice tutorial will feel familiar with the game and will not want to drastically change the game.
When will players support Ying Chengyu’s major game changes?
At a time when this popular game is no longer popular, the collective planning is ruined, skins are released every day, and krypton gold can defeat everything.
For a game, the broadest audience must be ordinary players rather than money-making players.
If an ordinary game cannot be played anymore, ordinary players can quit the game and look for the next game.
In the current game of Qin, the people can no longer play it, and the only way to quit is to die.
If you don’t want to die, you must support Ying Chengyu’s major changes.
This is reform, this is reform, this is revolution.
But the current Qin Dynasty is far from that time, and the people are still having fun.
And in this situation, if Ying Chengyu wants to change the law, reform, or revolution, he is the enemy of the entire world.
Because every successful reform, reform, and revolution in history is an attempt to survive, not to get better.
Ying Chengyu knows this.
So when the increasingly turbulent waves below him hit him hard again and again, he didn't feel frustrated or sad, only calm.
Isn’t that how it’s supposed to be?
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Ying Chengyu laughed, continuing to hold his knees with one hand and pointing at everyone below.
"I feel like you are infected by the monster Zijela virus, and you need me, Ultraman Tiga, to save you!"
Naturally, no one understands this sentence.
But the arrogance and wantonness in the voice can be understood without clarifying the meaning of the sentence.
Most of the people are getting more and more angry - they think about how you, a shameful person, have the right to despise us!
A few people are getting even more angry - they think you just got a good pregnancy? If I were Your Majesty's younger brother, I would be better than you now!
The civil and military officials became even more angry - you are the king's younger brother, a lieutenant, and a prime minister. You are deeply trusted by His Majesty, and you are the next Qin II. You are the most noble king, why do you want to lower your status and status?
The company of lowly people!
If there is a time traveler among the civil and military officials, one sentence will definitely come to mind at this moment - Why did His Majesty rebel?
"Noisy."
Amidst Ying Chengyu's continuous laughter, a majestic and heavy voice sounded and spread throughout the entire audience.
The sound was not loud, but its appearance instantly calmed down the already turbulent crowd.
No matter how strong the wind is, it cannot cause another wave or ripple in this area.
The owner of this voice is the only god that can be seen in this world - the First Emperor.
Qin respected him as a god.
The six nations feared him like a god.
Ying Chengyu stopped laughing and turned around to see that the First Emperor had arrived on the high platform, still seven or eight steps away from him.
"Is Brother Huang here to stop me?"
This was not unexpected.
As long as he stands on this high platform at this time, there is only one person who can stop him - the First Emperor.
This high platform is specially used for the Qin State Wax Festival and is used to communicate with heaven, earth, gods and ghosts.
The sacrifice to heaven is not finished, only Qin Jun can stand on the high platform.
If anyone dares to rush up and stop him, then his goal will be achieved - as long as a non-Qin Jun person climbs the high platform, the high platform will lose its sanctity.
"It depends on what you want to say next!" The First Emperor snorted coldly and had already reached Ying Chengyu's side as he spoke.
The words of the two people were blessed by divine power, and everyone under the stage could hear them clearly.
With these two simple words, the atmosphere under the stage changed and became one of expectation.
Your Majesty has gone up, and everything will be fine.
The people thought so.
Your Majesty has gone up, and everything will be fine.
The ministers thought so.
"Look at the good things you've done!"
The First Emperor walked up to Ying Chengyu, who was sitting on the ground with his back straight, and shouted softly, his voice full of anger.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly, or fart quickly, and I will clean it up for you!"
The voice of these two sentences was too low, and the sky did not capture them. Without the blessing of divine power, they did not spread.
"Uh..." Ying Chengyu blinked.
It was within his expectation that the First Emperor would ascend to the high platform, but his performance was not within his expectation.
He was already prepared to fight against the First Emperor and restrain the First Emperor, thereby telling the world that the First Emperor was not a god and would be restrained, thus breaking the myth of the Emperor.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But the First Emperor came up not to stop him, but to tell him the truth, which made Ying Chengyu a little touched and a little suspicious.
"Brother Emperor, does he know that he can't defeat me, and that he can't stop me even if he tries to stop me? Instead of losing my godhood, why don't I be more generous?" Ying Chengyu asked in a low voice.
fart!
Then what am I doing here?
Wouldn't it be better for me to just watch from below?
The First Emperor looked grim and said: "There are many Qin crossbows in Yongdi."
I can't beat you, you are so stupid, so I can't shoot you down?
"Uh, brother, please wait a moment, please allow me to pretend to be a saint in front of you." Ying Cheng smiled coquettishly.
"Haha." The First Emperor sneered back.
You are not showing your holiness in front of others, you are an enemy of the world, why are you such a bastard...
"My grandfather was very angry, and the consequences were very serious. Hundreds of people died in Xianyang Palace overnight because of my words."
Ying Chengyu no longer whispered, and his inner strength and strength were working together.
"Since then, I have understood that if I want to accomplish these things, it is best not to even mention it until I have no strength. Now let me mention it again, I want Qin to become an equal, free, and democratic country. .
"I know most of you don't understand, so I'll make it simpler. I want each of you to eat meat, drink wine, and live with your head held high every day. If anyone wants to take away all this , then fuck him! Fuck him! Fuck him!”
Ying Chengyu suddenly jumped up, waving his fists and shouting, like a madman suffering from a mad disease.
The First Emperor had never seen Ying Chengyu like this before, with an excited look and stars in his eyes.
It was very similar to the look in his eyes when he wanted to conquer the six countries and unify the world. That was called ideal.
This is what you, a fool, want... Qin Guo really becomes what you said, what can you, a fool, get?
The First Emperor didn't understand.
Under the high platform.
The child drooled and turned to his father: "Father, I want to eat meat every day."
The omniscient father wiped the saliva of his beloved child and said: "He has a mad disease, don't imitate him."
"Why can't we eat meat every day?" The child with only one name and no surname said a little dejectedly.
"When I become a general, I will be able to eat meat every day. When I grow up, I will know it when I go to the battlefield."
"Did Uncle Wang die on the battlefield and never come back? He doesn't want to go to the battlefield."
"Then if you farm at home, you can't eat meat every day. If you don't go to war, you can't eat meat every day."
The child raised his head and looked at Ying Chenglong, who was jumping up and down on the high platform, blocking the sun's rays.
But this uncle said that everyone can eat meat every day, so I don’t think he is crazy...
No one should drink Ying Chenglong.
The people didn't. They just felt that Ying Chengyu was suffering from a mad disease, and they just wanted to get rid of this shame immediately.
But their god, the First Emperor, did not live up to their wishes, so they had a slight doubt about Ying Chengyu's words. Do you think this shameful word can be realized?
None of the ministers.
They looked at the First Emperor on the high platform and wondered why His Majesty didn't quickly get rid of this embarrassment.
Since the First Emperor did not act, they did not dare to take any action other than brainstorming ideas.
"I know you have no way to trust me, and I have no way to gain your trust." Ying Chengyu had finished jumping alone, took a deep breath for a while, and laughed: "But I have a way to let you know that the so-called gods
Traces, what is going on."
Ying Chengyu stamped his feet vigorously, and the high platform made of white jade was scattered with debris, and a shallow footprint appeared.
The corners of the Emperor's eyes twitched and he suppressed his silence.
Even if he stepped on it, he couldn't let Ying Chengyu recover to his original state.
"Why is the sound amplified on this high platform? This has nothing to do with God, but has something to do with architecture. This phenomenon is called the principle of echo.
"The radius from the center of the platform to the edge of the platform is short, and the sound waves are transmitted to the surrounding jade and are quickly reflected back. The echo is too fast, less than a breath. It is continuously superimposed and mixed with the original sound.
"I just saw that there are many sound transmission holes on the high platform. Echoes mixed with the original sound are transmitted from these holes. This is why the sound is three times louder and still very ethereal.
"Of course, I know you don't believe it, and you can't get up to the high platform. So I will build an exact one on the ground in Yongcheng in three days. You will know after you try it."
The people were indifferent.
The ministers were indifferent.
Neither party was excited about this speech, it was like watching a clown.
If there is no echo, then it is divine power. Otherwise, why doesn't it appear in other places?
Only one person was tempted, the First Emperor.
I must try it then!
The First Emperor touched the high platform and thought to himself.
"Of course, of course, I know that you don't think anything of this kind of thing. Why don't you trust me? Do you think this is divine power?" Ying Chengyu smiled, his voice was seductive and gentle, and said: "I will use my divine power like this
Misinterpretation, you ask, will God be angry?"
"meeting!"
An extremely broad voice from bottom to top!
This is different from the previous surging voices of the ministers. This voice is the voice of one person.
The ministers followed the sound and looked.
With the First Emperor uttering the word "noisy", does anyone dare to participate in this matter?
The crowd followed the sound and looked.
The sound can reach directly to a three-foot-high platform. How high is this martial arts, and how strong is the internal strength?
Where everyone focuses their attention.
I saw the scientist holding a cylindrical object to his mouth. The one close to the mouth was small, and the one far away from the mouth was large.
What is this?
Everyone was confused.
The loudspeaker, which was well known to everyone in later generations, was a rare thing that no one knew about in this era.
The scientist continued the conversation with Ying Chengyu as if there was no one around, roaring angrily: "The "Ming Gui" and "Tian Zhi" written by Mozi, the Mohist, make it very clear that heaven, earth, ghosts, and gods are all
You have a will! If you blaspheme God like this, God will definitely punish you! You will definitely die!"
Judging from the veins popping up on the scientist's forehead, it was obvious that Ying Cheng was very angry.
The people nodded in their hearts.
That's right, God will definitely punish this kind of blasphemy against God and kill him!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The people agreed very much with what the scientists said. Knowing that the scientists were from the Mohist family, their favorable impression of the scientists greatly increased.
There are many schools of thought, but only Confucianism and Mohism can be called prominent schools.
The reason why Confucianism is prominent is that it is a doctrine of the aristocracy and speaks for the aristocracy. It is conducive to the rule of rulers and is widely disseminated by the superiors. It has an aristocratic foundation.
The reason why Mohism is prominent is that it is a doctrine for the bottom class and speaks for the people, the common people, that is, the working people. Everything in its doctrine is in line with the thoughts of the bottom people and has a popular foundation.
People of the Mohist family were originally deeply loved by the people.
People inherently fear and have faith in heaven, earth, ghosts, and gods.
Mohist's "Ming Gui" and "Heaven's Will" strengthened and expanded this awe and faith.
The two complement each other.
Maybe I didn't take advantage of your trust, but I feel at ease!
Feeling the kind looks from around him, the scientist's belief became firmer.
During the Qin Dynasty, the Mohist school lost its original prominent academic status and lost its doctrine and military force.
Inheriting Mozi's hands-on ability, he survived by helping the Qin State manufacture siege equipment and researching weapons, and was known as Qin Mo in the world.
Mozi initially argued with Luban out of the chivalry in his heart, and used defensive equipment to defeat Luban's nine siege methods. It can be seen that Mozi's equipment was originally focused on defense.
But in order to survive, Qin Mo turned his back on Mozi and the Mohist family.
Just like the people's reverence for heaven, earth, ghosts and gods, Mozi proposed the "Ming Gui" and "Heaven's Will" with the original intention of making the people reverent and love each other.
And when Mozi was alive, he did it.
But after his death, this belief did not die with the Mohist family's loss of power. Instead, it became deeper and deeper, but it changed its flavor.
It has become a means for the ruling class to stabilize its rule, and it has become a shackles and shackles on the people.
The scientist held up a loudspeaker with a light in his eyes.
As a contemporary Mohist giant, I should bring order to the chaos!
Mohism has always had only one meaning, public opinion!
"The sky you talk about is the Birdman." Ying Chengyu said softly.
The sound is amplified so that everyone can hear it clearly.
"You will die! You will definitely die! God will definitely kill you!"
The scientist was shouting at the top of his lungs, and his whole body looked like he was going crazy.
Ying Chengyu smiled and said, "Okay then, let your gods kill me."
Standing on the edge of the high platform, allowing everyone to see him, Ying Chengyu said softly: "Remember, my name is Ying Chengyu, Lord Chang'an of the Qin Dynasty. If I don't die, there will be no heaven in Qin."
The Yue girl in the audience suddenly raised her head, her eyes full of horror, thinking of Ying Chengyu's words.