In the camp on the outskirts of Chang'an City, a director of the Ministry of Industry bowed his hand to Lin Ze and said, "To inform the Lord of the Kingdom, I was ordered to lead people to spread quicklime all over Chang'an. It has been completed. I am here to reply."
Lin Ze quickly scanned Chang'an City with his spiritual sense. Both the roof on the ground and the inside of the house were covered with a layer of quicklime. He nodded slightly and affirmed: "Well done, thank you for your hard work."
The head of the Ministry of Industry bowed his head and said: "This is a matter within the scope of the minister's duties and should not be praised by the king."
Lin Ze chuckled lightly and said, "What a good job. I will take Gu's warrant later and go to the head of the household department to receive the five thousand gold reward."
"I heard that you are a disciple of the Mo family, and you may not like gold or copper. You are specifically allowed to choose something worth five thousand gold. It can be cultivation resources, or materials used to build mechanisms."
Hearing that there was a reward and that you could choose materials of equal value at will, the director of the Ministry of Industry suddenly beamed with joy and bowed to him: "I thank the Lord for the reward."
Lin Ze waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite, casually wrote a warrant, stamped it, and threw it into the arms of the head of the Ministry of Industry.
"I beg you to leave," the head of the Ministry of Industry took the order, bowed, and left with a face full of joy.
In the past, Lin Ze would not have made it so complicated. He would only use gold and copper rewards uniformly. You could spend them however you wanted. It had nothing to do with him.
However, a lot of supplies have been moved from Chang'an recently. Since these supplies were found from the homes of Chang'an people who died in vain, they were of different specifications and difficult to sort. In order to reduce the burden on the Ministry of Household Affairs, Lin Ze had to find another way to deal with them.
Even for the rewards given to the army in the past few days, Lin Ze generally rewarded gold and copper, half of which was converted into supplies.
Suddenly, Lin Ze had a solemn look on his face, walked out of the tent, looked up at the sky and said loudly: "I don't know who is spying in the dark, why don't you show up and see him?"
Zhuang Zhou's voice rang out at the right time: "Since Mr. Mo Zhai is here, can you show me some respect and come down for a cup of tea?"
Mo Zhai?
Lin Ze's expression changed when he heard this. The legendary Mozi was a powerful person in the third realm of heaven and man.
"Hahahaha" a burst of hearty laughter came out, and a skinny old man fell from the sky and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Zhuang Sheng to be here. The little old man came uninvited. It's really rude. I hope Zhuang Sheng won't take it off."
Zhuang Zhou stood next to Lin Ze and replied with a smile: "Mr. Mo Zhai said something serious. You are willing to come here with honor. I am too late to welcome you. How can you be surprised?"
The two exchanged pleasantries for a few words, then Mo Zhai looked at Lin Ze and asked, "I wonder who this little brother is?"
Zhuang Zhou quickly introduced: "This is our master's new direct disciple, a poor junior fellow apprentice, and the leader of the current secular dynasty of Western Qin."
This introduction is very interesting. Lin Ze's identity is first a disciple of Taoist Saint, and then Junior Brother Zhuang Zhou, the most worthless leader of the Western Qin Kingdom.
Lin Ze took advantage of the situation and bowed his hands and said: "Lin Ze, a disciple of the Dao Palace, has met Mr. Mo Zhai."
Mo Zhai said with a sudden look on his face: "No wonder the little old man thinks that this little brother is extraordinary. It turns out that he is the new disciple of Taoist Saint."
Lin Ze replied with a reserved look on his face: "Mr. Mo Zhai, Miao Zan, I wonder what you can do for me if you are here?"
In view of Zhuang Zhou's attitude and Mo Zhai's strength in the third realm, Lin Ze asked so tactfully.
Otherwise, what Lin Ze should ask is, why did you spy on the camp with evil intentions?
Mo Zhai pointed at the director of the Ministry of Industry who was receiving the reward and said: "The little old man just arrived from the sky and happened to pass by this place. When he saw the disciples of the Mo family here, he couldn't help but be curious and come over to check it out."
Lin Ze had an inexplicable smile on his face after hearing this. He was dubious about this reason.
Although it is appropriate to come down from the sky to find a disciple, there is no reason why Mo Zhai would find an extremely ordinary disciple.
For example, Lin Ze himself would always go to Chen Ping, Han Xin and the others if he had something to do, but he would never go to an ordinary Western Qin official.
For some reason, Lin Ze did not reveal it, but remained silent.
Zhuang Zhou, on the other hand, seemed to be convinced of this, nodding and saying: "I see, we haven't seen each other for many years, and now we are destined to meet again. Mr. Mo Zhai, please follow me inside to drink tea."
After saying this, Zhuang Zhou took the initiative to lead the way and motioned for Mo Zhai to follow.
Lin Ze saw this, stretched out his hand to summon a guard, and whispered: "Go and make the Yuqian tea that I have collected and bring it up."
After entering the camp, Zhuang Zhou asked Mo Zhai to sit down at the guest seat, and he took the honorary seat for the first time.
Lin Ze remained calm and respectful to the last one.
Lin Ze always felt that Zhuang Zhou was planning something, but he was worried about Mo Zhai's presence and could not tell him clearly.
Soon, three cups of steaming tea were brought to the table by the guards.
Zhuang Zhou picked it up and took a sip, pretending to be drunk and said: "Good tea."
Then he joked: "Junior brother usually hides the tea before the rain. Except for the teacher, even senior brother I may not be able to drink it. I didn't expect that I would be willing to take it out today."
Lin Ze smiled slightly and said calmly: "Today a distinguished guest is coming to our door, so of course we must treat him well."
Zhuang Zhou pretended to be angry and said: "Isn't senior brother important in the eyes of junior brother?"
Lin Ze just smiled and did not answer directly. Instead, he changed the subject and said: "Now that we are distinguished guests, senior brother, please don't ignore me."
Zhuang Zhou's face straightened: "Junior brother is right, it was a poor Taoist who was rude. I hope Mr. Mo Zhai won't blame him."
Mo Zhai chuckled and said: "Brothers Zhuang Sheng have a deep love for each other, how can the little old man blame him?"
Zhuang Zhou suddenly asked: "Mr. Mo Zhai returned to the world for the first time, how do you feel?"
Mo Zhai picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said softly: "Just like this cup of tea, the world is full of fragrance and intoxicating."
Zhuang Zhou smiled and continued to ask: "In this era of great strife and great catastrophe is approaching, does Mr. Mo Zhai have any plans?"
Mo Zhai was silent. After a while, Fang asked: "Why did Zhuang Sheng teach me?"
Zhuang Zhou shook his head and said: "I don't want to teach you anything. I just asked casually. If Mr. Mo Zhai is inconvenient to answer, there is no need to answer. We are all old acquaintances for many years. It is not easy to meet each other. It is normal to care about each other."
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Mo Zhai chuckled lightly and asked without hesitation: "I wonder what Gong's plans are?"
Zhuang Zhou pointed at Lin Ze and said, "Isn't this obvious enough?"
Mo Zhai sighed and said: "Tao Sage's personal disciple came into the world and became the head of the secular dynasty. It seems that the Tao Palace is determined to win the destiny."
Zhuang Zhou replied calmly: "In the past, the Taoist palace may not have cared much about destiny, but when it comes to the opportunity of transcendence, who would let it go easily?"
"May I ask Mr. Mo Zhai, don't you want to go one step further and advance to the fourth realm of heaven and human beings?"
Mo Zhai fell into silence.
However, Zhuang Zhou refused to give up easily: "Even though Mr. Mo Zhai is noble and does not want to be driven by destiny, what about the Mohist family? What about the Mohist disciples all over the world?"
"Does Mr. Mo Zhai bear to let them become stepping stones for others and have their bones stepped on to the road?"
"Mr. Mo Zhai must not forget that back then there were hundreds of schools of thought and tens of thousands of sects. How many are left today?"