The idiot looked aggrieved. Before he could say anything, he was pushed aside by Xiaodong who came over after hearing the sound...
"Master Hou, Master Hou, are you okay?" Xiaodong looked at Xiao Han nervously, as if Xiao Han had been molested...
"Nothing's wrong..." Xiao Han waved his hand impatiently, and then he realized that more than a dozen torches had been lit in the camp at some point, and they were wandering around like will-o'-the-wisps.
"What's going on?" Xiao Han also felt something was wrong and asked cautiously.
Xiaodong stretched his neck and glanced around the tent where Xiao Han slept, then retracted and said cautiously: "Someone was peeking into the camp just now, and we found it. Unfortunately, he ran too fast and couldn't catch him alive.
, and then our people were divided into two groups and took turns patrolling."
"Peeping into the camp?" Xiao Han was a little surprised, "What's the point of this? Is it because passers-by took a casual look and you made a fuss?"
"Impossible! The old man chased him and picked up something!" Xiaodong rejected Xiao Han's idea and said it neatly.
"What did you pick up?" Xiao Han was very curious and looked at Xiaodong and asked.
"Uh, wait, let Lunzi go get it for you and take a look!" Xiaodong scratched his head and suddenly realized that he had forgotten what the thing was called. He was a little embarrassed, so he quickly turned around and gave instructions to Lunzi who looked unhappy.
One sentence.
"You asked me to run errands again... don't kick, I'll go, why don't I go!"
Lunzi muttered, and Xiaodong tried to kick him. Lengzi was so frightened that he got up from the ground and ran out.
After a while, Lunzi came back carrying something. Behind him, Uncle Lunzi, who was fully clothed, and a craftsman who came out from prison were also followed.
The idiot ran quickly in front, holding this thing and presenting it to Xiao Han as if it were a treasure: "Master Hou, look, this is it."
"Is this a crossbow?" Xiao Han saw that the thing in Lunzi's hand looked familiar, and he reached out to get it. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was blocked by Uncle Lunzi who came in a hurry from behind.
"Master Marquis, please don't move. This is a repeating crossbow with an arrow made of hardened aconite. It is extremely vicious!"
"Poisonous?" Xiao Han looked a little ugly, "Is this an assassin?"
Uncle Lunzi shook his head and said: "I don't know if it's an assassin or a ranger, but this kind of repeating crossbow is extremely rare and very difficult to make. The supervisor just saw it and said it was the work of the Mo family!"
"The Mohist family?" Xiao Han was finally shocked. Looking at the cold flashing crossbow in the idiot's hand, he lost his voice and said, "Didn't the Mohist family disappear when the Han Dynasty only respected Confucianism?"
"Why did the Marquis say that the Mo family disappeared?"
A voice came from behind Uncle Lunzi. Uncle Lunzi stepped aside, and a thin old man appeared. Xiao Han looked at him and recognized that he was also coming with the people who were serving as prisoners, but this
He was a bit of a maverick and did not mix with the people who would serve as prisoners. Xiao Han was still a little strange at the time.
"Why do you teach me, sir?"
Seeing that this person was speaking, Xiao Han quickly lowered his attitude. Of course, talented people should be a little different. It is not a big deal to question a marquis in public, but if he later finds out that the talented person is mediocre,
Xiao Han will definitely make him regret what he just said...
When the thin man saw Xiao Han bowing to him, he just bowed and stood up straight, feeling as if he was not bowing down for five buckets of rice.
The fool looked to the side with sparks in his eyes. If Xiaodong hadn't pulled him, he would have rushed up to teach him how to be a servant.
Seeing Xiao Han getting up, the thin old man stood with his hands behind his back. Although he was dressed in coarse linen clothes, he looked quite dignified.
"Since Mr. Hou knows about the Mohist family, he should know that the Mohist family is a very tight-knit organization. Each generation's rulers are designated by the previous generation. They have great rights. They have the power of life and death over their subordinates and have supreme authority. Such rights,
Will anyone be willing to let it go?"
"Probably not." Xiao Han replied solemnly.
"Yes!" The man continued: "The so-called exclusive respect for Confucianism only caused the Mohists to lose the right to speak in the court, but it did not damage its teachings. Oh, does the Marquis know what its teachings are?"
Xiao Han felt a little funny when he saw that the man actually tested him in person. He had actually learned this when he was in school. He still remembered it, and then he asked: "Is it mutual love, non-aggression?"
"ah……"
Now it was the thin old man's turn to be shocked, as if he was meeting Xiao Han for the first time. He looked him up and down several times, and in the end he gave him a solemn salute.
"The Marquis is indeed knowledgeable and versatile. Non-attack is the focus of the Mohist family. In addition, there are Minggui and Tianzhi as supplements."
"How do you know in such detail?" Xiao Han asked curiously.
The man had a bitter look on his face, shook his head slightly and said, "It's just hearsay..."
After saying that, he didn't seem to want to dwell on this issue, and pointed at the repeating crossbow in Lunzi's hand. Upon seeing this, Xiaodong quickly took the crossbow from Lunzi's hand and handed it to him.
After taking the Lian Nu, the thin old man stroked it carefully as if treating a beloved thing. Then, with a long sigh, in front of Xiao Han, his fingers linked together and danced on the Lian Nu.
Separate its bow case to reveal five short arrows inside.
This move made the fool's eyes widen so much that they almost popped out!
He and a group of auxiliary soldiers had just been studying it for a long time without taking off the arrow box, for fear that this extremely complex structure would fall apart if he exerted force.
The thin old man returned the crossbow body to Xiaodong, holding only the five arrows in the quiver.
Xiao Han noticed that this arrow was not made of ordinary wood. The arrow body collided in the old man's hand, making a crisp metallic sound, as if it was extremely heavy!
The thin old man fiddled with the arrow feathers, and then remembered something. He lowered his head and smelled the arrows, and his originally waxy face suddenly turned red: "Asshole, all five arrows are poisoned!"
Uncle Lunzi looked at it strangely, and came up and asked: "Is there any difference? Didn't you just say that these arrows are poisonous? What is the difference between all five of them being poisonous and only one being poisonous?"
"Of course it's different!"
The man gently brushed the shimmering arrow with his hand and seemed to be recalling: "The Mohist family reached its peak during the Warring States Period, and was even more popular than Confucianism at that time. However, the Mohist family soon split. One group focused on academic research, and the other
But he became a simple knight-errant. It was also at this time that the Mohist family began to gradually decline, was suppressed by Confucianism, and finally lost among the people!"
Hearing this, Xiao Han understood something and couldn't help but said: "Who is the person in charge of the Mo family? How good is it that the head and hands can be separated? No wonder I have never heard of the name of the Mo family again!"
When the thin old man heard Xiao Han use his head and hands to compare the two factions of the Mo family, his eyes couldn't help but light up. He also saw some changes in Xiao Han's expression. He cleared his throat and continued: "What Mr. Hou said is absolutely true. Later,
, the academic research branch is okay, quietly looking for a place to do learning, although it is not as strong as before, but in a calm and peaceful environment, knowledge grows faster, but the ranger branch..."
Speaking of this, the old man's eye circles were slightly red, as if he had remembered something sad.
"How is the ranger?" Seeing that the old man suddenly stopped talking, Lunzi asked anxiously.
"The Rangers gradually betrayed the laws of their ancestors and began to rely on sophisticated machine calculations to fight for their own benefits in the world. Alas... Although the Mo family is proficient in machine science, the Mo family's machines are not designed to take people's lives.
, even if it is a weapon for self-protection, it still leaves a way for people to survive. If all five arrows are filled with poison, he is no longer a descendant of the Mohist family, but a shameless villain!"
The way Xiao Han and Uncle Lengzi looked at this man changed a little at this time, but he didn't seem to notice it, and kept chiding the owner of the crossbow.
After a long time, Xiao Han felt that his bladder was about to burst. The man stopped and handed the five arrows to the stupid uncle next to him. He still said angrily to Xiao Han: "However, this man missed a single hit.
He must have escaped thousands of miles away, so the young prince doesn’t need to worry too much about this person!”
Xiao Han clutched his stomach and was in a bit of pain: "What you said is exactly right, but I'll excuse you for a moment. Please don't leave, sir. I'll come back when I go..."
After saying that, without waiting for the man to react, Xiao Han ran away as fast as he could. The stupid uncles behind him hurriedly followed him in case of an unexpected incident. For a while, only the thin old man was left in front of the tent, staring blankly.
The back views of Xiao Han and others.
By the river, Xiao Han unbuttoned his pants as fast as he could in his life and peed happily. As for the lower reaches of the river, who cares about him...
After finishing his convenience, Xiao Han tied his pants comfortably and asked in a low voice to the stupid uncle next to him.
"Who was that person just now?"
Uncle Lunzi looked strange and thought for a while before saying: "I heard someone call him Lao Cao, but I don't know his specific name."
