Mozi and his first generation of disciples were almost all Confucian.
After seeing the parasitic and blood-sucking nature of early Confucianism, he immediately put forward a tit-for-tat theory.
A large-scale funeral not only consumes a lot of social wealth, but also three years of immersion in grief and no production will make the people extremely weak.
Rather than letting the people live in poverty from generation to generation, it is better to be frugal and not squander the wealth, so that they can live in warmth and prosperity from generation to generation.
This is simply killing Confucianism!
If the nobles and common people do not spend money on funerals, what will Confucians eat and drink?
If you don’t believe it, your Mo family’s own butts are clean!
Then I ran to take a look.
The writers laughed directly.
Because they use labor to support themselves, not only to support themselves, but also to care for others.
"My hands and feet are calloused, my face is dark, I serve as a servant, I dare not ask for my desires."
Moreover, the Mohists are still climbing the technological tree, making wooden birds that can fly in the sky.
Let’s take another look at other people’s thoughts and theories: “Love all, not attack, respect the wise, respect the same, support Heaven’s will, understand ghosts, reject fate, reject happiness, use frugally, and bury frugally.”
Full of positive energy!
People also made up a special word for these inks.
"Xia"!
So the Confucians immediately realized the relationship between themselves and the Mohists, and they cut off people and money, and they were irreconcilable!
The Mohists obviously also understood the Confucian consciousness.
Therefore, once the Ji Sun family falls, all these years of hard work will be in vain.
Although Ji Ning did not persuade Gao He, he was also very convinced that Wu Qi was the best card that Momen could bring to the table.
He said solemnly, "Wu Qi, this time the safety of the Momen and the Jisun family falls on you. I will arrange for you to go to the front line as soon as possible to take over the troops of the Jisun family, the Shusun family and the Mengsun family.
People have always regarded me as the leader of the Jisun family, and I will cooperate with you if I think about it. But now the situation has deteriorated, and the morale of the army has long been scattered. Only by defeating Tian He head-on can we ignite the hope of the entire Lu Kingdom."
Yu Xian was quite helpless after hearing this.
Since Tian He is Sima Ranju's disciple, he must be someone who will surpass others. With his ability as a three-legged cat, his hope is slim.
Yu Xian had already begun to think about what to do if he died on the battlefield.
Eighty percent of achievements can be considered destroyed by this magic weapon, right?
However, Yu Xian said without any flinch, "Disciple understands."
After all, this is his duty...
Seeing how decisive Yu Xian was, Gao He, who had always had a cold face, sighed slightly and said, "Come with me."
After saying that, he turned around and left the central hall.
Qin Huali smiled and said to Yu Xian, "I believe your master has some instructions, so go quickly."
Yu Xian said goodbye and quickly followed Gao He.
In the past, Gao He taught Yu Xian the doctrine and liked to go to the big rock under the tree.
This time, he held his hands behind his back and slowly returned to his small courtyard.
Yu Xian was a little surprised, so he didn't ask much, and just followed step by step.
When they arrived at Gao He's courtyard, Gao He asked Yu Xian to wait outside the door and went inside to get a sword.
Yu Xian's heart moved. Could it be that Gao He wanted to give him a sword before he went to war?
Gao He held his sword behind his back and came to the courtyard.
He looked at Yu Xian and said apologetically, "If I had known this day, I wouldn't have spent so much time training you as a teacher. Letting you learn the art of war earlier might have given you a better chance of winning. Momen didn't teach you much.
Something, but now I want you to fight for Momen..."
When Yu Xian heard this, he was also deeply moved.
He once again thought of his dear uncle Shi, the county son...
All I can say is that fate has its way with people!
Yu Xian was about to say a few words when Gao He continued, "Before, you were obsessed with learning the Eight-door Golden Lock Formation. I saw that you didn't have the foundation of Qimen Dunjia, so you didn't teach it. You are my only disciple, and now you
We are about to go to the battlefield, and I have absolutely no reason to hide my secrets anymore. I will teach you this secret formation technique right now."
Yu Xian was overjoyed to hear this!
He has always been troubled by not adding points to his ultimate move. Now, although he has not learned the complete Qimen Dunjia, he has this set of eight-door golden lock formation, plus the three skills that he has gained through the plot.
, I may not have the strength to stand up to Tian He!
Moreover, this is a real skill that can be learned by oneself!
What was originally a dead end unexpectedly turned into a life!
Yu Xian quickly prostrated himself excitedly and said, "Please give me guidance."
Gao He nodded happily, pulled out his sword, carved a formation diagram on the ground, and explained it to Yu Xian.
Perhaps the hard study of the art of war these days played a role, coupled with Yu Xian's own Taoist foundation, Yu Xian actually understood twenty-three out of ten of what Gao He said.
Gao He asked a few questions, then his face was full of surprise, "I didn't expect that you know nothing about the basic knowledge of Qimen Dunjia, but you have such a deep understanding of the Eight-door Golden Lock Formation."
Yu Xian looked helpless.
He really didn't want to complain.
What the hell did you teach before?!
You've made a bug yourself.
Yu Xian was too lazy to mention what happened before, he just carefully tried to figure out the changes in formations and the formulas of secret techniques.
Seeing Yu Xian's seriousness in studying, Gao He reminded him one more time.
"I saw that the basic Taoist method you practice is a wood attribute method. I don't know what it is called?"
Yu Xian answered honestly, "It's spring that brings forth all things."
Gao He nodded, "It's no wonder. When you activated the wheat seeds before, I guessed that what you were cultivating was anger. Then you should pay more attention when cultivating the Eight-door Golden Lock Formation."
"The Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation is divided into eight gates, Xiu, Sheng, Shang, Du, Jing, Death, Jing, and Kai. When activating the formation, if you open the door from the Sheng Gate or the Jing Gate, it will be auspicious; if you open the door from the Shang Gate, you will be lucky.
If you enter through the Jingmen gate, you will be injured; if you enter through the Dumen gate, you will die."
"However, what you are cultivating is a breath of life. This has been determined for some reason. In the eight-door golden lock formation you have arranged, the Dumen and the Death Gate will definitely contain vitality. So be cautious and remember it!"
Yu Xian was dumbfounded when he heard this.
What the hell is this?
It's just a set of cultivation techniques, how can it bring about such cause and effect?
If it is not easy, it will trap people into the door of death.
As a result, I was hit by mistake and people found a chance to survive. Wouldn't it be a waste of time?
Yu Xian made a decision in the blink of an eye. When setting up the formation, he would pay close attention to everything and try to eliminate any chance of survival.
Naturally, Gao He didn't know what Yu Xian was thinking. He just thought he heard it and sighed casually, "God's will is unpredictable, so we must not be careful."
Yu Xian finally got the Eight-Door Golden Lock Formation and liked it very much.
He studied carefully, and with Gao He's careful teaching, his learning speed was rapid.
In a sense, the eight-door golden lock formation that Yu Xian learned is equivalent to being taught by Wu Qi himself.
The peerless Wu Qi's understanding of the art of war has already reached a superb level.