Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 790 Looking Ahead
After taking a beautiful bath and changing into clean clothes, Yang Menglong ordered a banquet and brought out the best food and wine to entertain Mo Mingzhi, his master and his disciples.Although the Heluo New Army was quite dissatisfied with the old man Mo Mingshou who quietly dragged his boss to the bottom of the sea for an adventure, they also knew that the masters and apprentices were all masters of the world, and they didn't dare to neglect them. Li Yanxin brought it from Shanghai to let Yang Menglong, a greedy cat, eat slowly on the road, so as to save him from looking for delicious snacks all over the world after he arrived in Fujian. put it on the table.Yang Menglong was the host, accompanied by Li Yan, Hong Niangzi, Shen Tingyang, Xue Siming, Catherine and others. Everyone enjoyed the beautiful scenery on the sea and drank happily.

At the beginning, everyone might be a little unconvinced because Yang Menglong gave these unknown guys too much courtesy, but after talking for a while, they realized that these three are really not very simple, especially Mo Zhizhi, Shangzhi Astronomy, geography, knowledge of the past and the present, even for a man as knowledgeable as Li Yan, he can easily solve the big problems raised by searching his guts.The most admirable thing is that this old man also has profound attainments in mathematics, geometry, physics and other subjects that have gradually emerged in the Heluo area in recent years. Catherine came up with some big problems that have caused headaches for European mathematicians Asking him for advice, he dipped his finger in the wine and calculated on the table for a while, and quickly gave the answer, which amazed Catherine, and personally toasted Mo Zhiming, saying: "Mr., you are the most powerful person I have ever met." Learned man!"

Mo Zhiming smiled kindly, and said: "There are not many girls who are young and beautiful like you but obsessed with learning... It is fate to meet each other. I will give you a gift. I hope you like it." From the sleeve, he took out a small puppet and handed it to Catherine.

Catherine took a look and saw that the puppet was about three inches tall, with slender eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, a wide open mouth, a very exaggerated smile, and a very cute naive look.She exclaimed in surprise: "Clown! It's so carved, it's as real as it is!"

Meng Lianggong said: "It's not like it's alive, it's alive at all!" Seeing that Catherine didn't believe it, he reached out for the puppet, and he didn't know where to move it. The puppet actually stretched its limbs and jumped on the table. Jumping and even rolling, he is extremely flexible and makes funny moves that make people laugh.The whole table was dumbfounded by this little thing, staring at it as if it was under a restraining spell, speechless.Catherine even screamed, instinctively thinking that there was a devil at work, but when she saw Yang Menglong looking at him with a smile, she calmed down and grabbed Mo Mingzhi's hand and asked: "Old...Old sir, why does this puppet move? It looks like a real person, it’s incredible!”

Mo Zhiming smiled freely and said, "It's just a trick, it's not worth mentioning."

The red lady shouted happily: "Mr., I want it too!"

Mo Zhiming said: "It's easy to handle, easy to handle." Then he put his hand into the sleeve and took out a small puppet again.This time, it was a graceful dancer wearing a pink dress with picturesque features. As usual, with a light flick, the little dancer danced on the table, and her dancing posture was even more agile and graceful than a real person. Points, the red lady was stunned.

Li Yan clapped his hands repeatedly and exclaimed: "Excellent craftsmanship, this old man is really eye-opening!"

Mo Mingzhi sighed: "Young master is too famous! Compared with the ancestors, the old craftsmanship has regressed a lot!"

Yang Menglong rolled his eyes... Can you be more arrogant?However, he is completely convinced of this dead old man's craftsmanship. His ancestors were able to create primitive robots more than 2000 years ago. It's a trivial matter to have a few cute puppets!
Probably because Yang Menglong and Mo Zhiming had something to talk about. After drinking for three rounds, the red lady took Catherine back to her room to figure out her new toy, while Li Yan, Xue Siming and others were subordinates to whatever they should do. Well, the most important thing is to know how to advance and retreat. It's not good to wait until the boss impatiently reminds you that it's time to get out.

Then these two equally unreliable guys chatted all over the place...

Mo Zhiming told Yang Menglong about the history of Mohism.

The fate of the Mohists is undoubtedly very rough, but full of legends.Mozi, the founder of the Mohist school, was born in the Spring and Autumn Period, an era when a hundred schools of thought contended but wars were frequent. This great sage may be the only one among the philosophers who was born in a poor peasant and climbed up step by step. The bottom has witnessed too much suffering brought by war to civilians, and this sage strongly opposes all forms of war.When he heard that the State of Chu was going to attack the State of Song, he traveled thousands of miles to the State of Chu, and risked being chopped into meat paste by the King of Chu, he fought with Gongshu Ban, the famous master of organ science at that time, and finally defeated Gongshu Ban. , Convincing the king of Chu to give up the idea of ​​attacking Song... This is nothing, the most rare thing is that except for a few people such as the king of Chu, no one knows that he saved the country of Song alone.This noble quality has also been passed down from generation to generation, and there are some epic deeds such as Meng Sheng's death in the city and the murder of his son.But at the turn of the Qin and Han Dynasties, the originally brilliant Mohist gradually faded out of the waterway of Chinese culture. The reason is, of course, that Emperor Wu of the Han "deposed a hundred schools of thought and only respected Confucianism", colluding with officials and academics, and constantly suppressing Mohism. , It is also because the Mohist's ideological awareness requirements are too high. From Mohist giants to ordinary disciples, they almost use the standards of saints to demand themselves and their companions. Looking at the world, how many people can do it?In contrast, Confucianism is not so strict. Even gentle scum, as long as they can write good articles, they can get ahead, and even become famous.People at that time thought that the Mohists didn't know how to play with elegant rhetoric, but only knew the general idea of ​​the article dryly, which was really cheap, and the life of the Mohists was like an ascetic monk, this way of living was too boring and unbearable.

"Alas, over the past 2000 years, dynasties have continued to change, people have changed one after another, and emperors have changed one after another, but they are always so ignorant." Recalling the past, Mo Zhiming's old face is full of bitterness and helplessness , "Mohism talks about science, but people prefer to believe in the illusory yarrow tortoise shell. Mohism advocates technological inventions, but unfortunately, in the eyes of the boastful officials, these are just "craftsman's work, strange skills and obscenity" and dismiss our hard work Gu, there are fewer and fewer people who are willing to join the Mo family, and now there are only two disciples left!"

Yang Menglong sighed: "Oh, what a pity."

Mo Mingming bowed his hands in salute to him, and said: "To tell you the truth, Lord Hou, the old man showed up with two disciples this time, so he will go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing."

Yang Menglong returned the salute: "Sir, please tell me!"

Mo Mingzhi took a deep breath, looked at Yang Menglong, and said, "To tell you the truth, I happened to pass by Nanyang a few years ago, and I noticed you when your lord was just showing off in Wuyangwei. After all these years Master has been promoted step by step, from a small guard commander all the way to the status of a prince, it is really admirable, but whether the adults are marching, fighting or governing the country, they obviously carry the shadow of the Mohist. I would like to take the liberty to ask, Lord Hou Is it a disciple of my Mohist branch?"

Yang Menglong froze for a moment: "Why does the old man think so?"

Mo Mingzhi said frankly: "There are many branches of our Mohist family. Although it is declining day by day, there are still some things that have been passed down. The Marquis's style of conduct is so similar to that of the Mohist family. I want to know where your master is from."

Yang Menglong was stunned for a while, and finally came to his senses. It is because he has vigorously encouraged inventions and popularized geometry, mathematics, physics, chemistry and other subjects over the years, and no matter what he did, he tried his best to use technology to solve problems. Pay attention, people regard him as the successor of the Mohist school. As his status is getting higher and higher, this worldly expert finally couldn't sit still, and ran over impatiently to find out who his master was, and see if he could be Return to orthodoxy!He laughed and said: "To tell you the truth, old man, I am really not a disciple of the Mohist school."

Mo Mingming shouted: "This is impossible! Lord Hou, all your secret skills are the painstaking efforts of the sages of the Mohist dynasties, and some of them are even more enlightened than my Mohist disciples! Apart from people from the Mohist family, who else would endure those who only want to fight?" It is impossible to vigorously advocate Gezhi physics with the ridicule of empty talkers!"

Yang Menglong said: "Old man, don't get excited. Although I am not the successor of Mohist school, I highly appreciate Mohist's academic attitude of ignoring talk and emphasizing practice. I also admire the knowledge and personality of Mohist sages in the past. In recent years, I have often I was thinking, it would be great if the Mohism could be passed on, at least I don’t have to talk dryly to a bunch of idiots who don’t know why, and there is no way for them to figure out how to use a machine .”

Mo Zhizhi's complexion improved a little, but he was still very depressed.He muttered to himself: "Oh, I was so confused that I mistakenly thought that Lord Hou was the descendant of which branch. My Mo family can finally feel proud again. It turned out to be a misunderstanding..."

Yang Menglong shrugged and said: "Don't be depressed, old man. Although I am not the successor of the Mohist school, if the old man wants, I can make thousands of people worship the old man as a teacher."

Mo Zhiming was taken aback: "Master Hou, are you joking? How can anyone be willing to learn Mo Xue now!"

Yang Menglong said: "It didn't exist before, but now it's different! At least in the Heluo area, many people are racking their brains and frantically flipping through books, trying to dig out the lost Mohist classics... because in a few years, people who don't know mathematics and geometry People who are knowledgeable about physics and physics will not be able to gain a foothold in the Heluo area at all. Maybe in a few decades, people who do not understand these things will have no foothold in Daming. Do you think they can take it easy? And the factories are getting more and more There are more and more workers. There is no limit to the demand for skilled workers. If you don’t say anything else, even if you just open a school to teach them machine learning, you don’t know how many people will sharpen their heads and join the old man. The door is closed, sir!"

Mo Zhizhi said: "This... is there really anyone willing to learn these things?" The status of handicraftsmen has never been very high. But there is no change, it is almost a cheap industry, can you take a look at those craftsmen in Daming?Almost like a beggar.Someone is willing to learn this, isn't that asking for trouble?
Yang Menglong said: "Oh, old man, at this time and that time, there were not so many factories in the past, and it was useless to learn it. Naturally, no one wanted to learn it, but now you can make a lot of money by learning it. Would anyone still regard it as a cheap industry? ?”

Mo Zhizhi hesitated for a long time, and said: "This is a way... But craftsmanship is only a trivial skill, and what I really want to carry forward is..."

Yang Menglong understood very well: "I know, what you really want to carry forward are profound subjects such as geometry, physics, and mathematics. This is too simple, just teach them by the way. If you don't learn these things well, how can you become an outstanding skilled worker?" !" Seeing that the old man was still hesitating, he added fuel to the fire: "I can also ask His Royal Highness to worship you as a teacher!"

Mo Zhiming was shocked: "Let... let His Royal Highness worship the old man as his teacher!?"

Yang Menglong said: "That's right, His Highness the Crown Prince worshiped me as his teacher. I don't have much time to teach him. It is only natural to find another master for him. I am not afraid to tell you that His Highness the Crown Prince is very interested in these miscellaneous studies. , Old Mister, if you show your hand casually, he can make him wholeheartedly worship you as his teacher!" He squinted his eyes, and his expression was similar to that of Grandma Wolf who tricked Little Red Riding Hood: "Think about it, if His Royal Highness worships you as his teacher, I will follow you." I have learned real skills here, and when he ascends the throne in the future, are you afraid that he will not make great efforts to promote Mohism? In addition, there are more and more factories in Daming, and more and more workers, so why worry about Mohism not flourishing!"

Mo Zhiming slapped his thigh and called, "Master Hou is really far-sighted, I admire you! If Lord Hou can introduce you in front of His Royal Highness, I will be grateful!"

Yang Menglong said carelessly: "It's not easy! Later, I will change the principal of Nanyang Technical School and let you, old man, be the principal. There are tens of thousands of students in the school, all of whom are your disciples, and His Royal Highness is no exception!"

Good guy, smashing such a huge pie over, almost gave the old man a stroke of surprise!
Yang Menglong smiled triumphantly, and said in his heart: "I finally got you abducted... I have to talk to the big boss later, let him replace you as Minister of the Ministry of Industry, grandma's bear, I've had enough of those trash!"

PS: My shoulder muscles are twitching, sore and painful, I can't type for a long time, sorry.

(End of this chapter)