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"Sir, you are meeting guests inside. I will go in to inform His Highness..."

Zhuo Yi looked unusually respectful towards the eldest son of the eldest son.

Zhao Ying smiled and nodded slightly.

"That's it, thank you-"

Zhuo Yi turned around and entered the courtyard, while Zhao Ying looked at the furnishings of this thatched cottage with a leisurely expression. It was much neater than when he and the First Emperor came together, and the scale was also expanded a lot. From the original few rooms The thatched cottage has now become a small courtyard with a second entrance.

There is even a pavilion in the yard, which looks quite deep and elegant.

This Chunyu Yue is quite interesting.

Looking at the increasingly exquisite courtyard, Zhao Ying couldn't help but smile.

Now he is the eldest grandson of the emperor, and he has opened a palace and built a family. His reputation is growing day by day, and he already has the authority to make people rich and prosperous. I am not afraid of people asking for anything, but I am afraid that people really want nothing. The idealist who wants nothing is the most troublesome opponent.

……

in the courtyard.

Mr. Chun Yuyue, who had white hair and beard and wore a long robe, was making tea in his study. He entertained a man wearing coarse linen clothes, wooden clogs and a broad sword on his back. His face was rugged and he looked like an old farmer in the field.

"...The emperor, Sun Ren, loves people. Not only does he have the style of an eldest son, which is deeply loved by His Majesty, but unlike His Majesty today, he has no prejudice against various schools of thought. Not long ago, he also issued a recruitment order and held an open examination. Meritocracy, you and I have never had a chance..."

Having said this, Chunyu Yue personally picked up the teapot and filled a cup of hot tea for the man opposite who looked like an old farmer in the fields.

Putting down the teapot, he sat upright and looked sincere.

"As I said at the beginning, although our Confucian and Mohist ideals are somewhat different, we reach the same goal through different paths. In these years, Junzi traveled to the south of the Yangtze River and resisted the tyranny of the imperial court. What did he do? Is it not to quell the war and let people The people in this world who have been trapped in war for a long time can get a chance to breathe, so everything that I advocate today as a Confucianist is not suitable for this?"

"It's not that I, the Confucian, lost my integrity, knelt down, flattered the court, and coveted wealth, but that now that the world is unified, the war has finally been eliminated and the people have a chance to breathe. Do we really have the heart to look at the world again because of some ideological disputes? In turmoil, people will not be able to survive..."

Speaking of this, Chunyu Yue showed a look of emotion on his face.

"Originally, the old man was blinded by his own theory. He was limited to the theory of one family and one surname. He almost missed the original intention of Confucius and almost missed the common people in the world. Until not long ago, I received a letter... …”

Having said this, Chunyu Yue bowed his hands towards the north with a respectful expression.

"Thanks to the guidance of an expert hermit, I came to a complete realization. I realized that everything in the past was despicable. I know my heart and my nature, and here is what I have learned today..."

As Chunyu Yue spoke, he took a wooden brocade box from the desk, opened it solemnly, carefully spread out a piece of cloth with himself, and pushed it to the man he called Junzi.

"In the past, when the eldest son returned from Shangjun, if I had pointed out this letter, I almost made a big mistake - it had been taken away by the court. This is the version I copied. You may wish to take a look..."

The old man who looked like an old farmer did not touch the tea cup in front of him, but looked at the world-famous Confucian leader opposite him with doubtful eyes. He could not imagine who could make Chun Yuyue, a great scholar of his generation, so respectful, and even vaguely consider him as a teacher.

Seeing Chunyu Yue pushing the cloth over, the old man who was called Junzi by Chunyu Yue couldn't help but look serious.

"... A person lives a lifetime and the grass and trees fall, what do they hold? It is said: to establish a heart for the heaven and earth, to establish a destiny for the people, to inherit the unique knowledge of the saints, and to create peace for all generations..."

Seeing this, the old man who was called Juzi by Chun Yuyue couldn't help but feel solemnly moved.

This is a grand ambition, a great ambition. Compared with my own theory and philosophy, it is really the same goal through different paths, but the intention is more lofty.

No wonder even someone as pure as Yue is so respectful!

This person must be a virtuous and learned man!

Seeing the change in the face of the old man across from him, Chun Yuyue knew that this letter might have really touched the mind of the Mohist Juzi.

The expression on his face couldn't help but become a little more sincere.

"Junzi, now Qin has unified the six kingdoms, and since then there has been no more conquests between the six kingdoms. Isn't this the long-cherished wish that our schools of thought have been working tirelessly to pursue for many years? Although Emperor Qin is tyrannical, the eldest son is kind and loving, and there are ancient gentlemen. If Zhifeng can ascend to the throne in the future, he will definitely be able to relax his duties and rest with the people. Why should we cling to the concept of one family?"

Having said this, Chunyu Yue looked at the old man opposite him with burning eyes.

"Therefore, I, the Confucian, adapt to the situation, want to push the boat with the current, and seek the welfare of all people in the world. I hold my principles high and walk far away, and I am virtuous. Mohist disciples all have great love in their hearts and pity the living people. Why don't you and I abandon the ego for the time being? Put aside personal disputes and join us in this grand event..."

The old man opposite was silent for a long time, then shook his head slightly.

"I have also heard of the name of the eldest son. As you said, he is indeed a benevolent monarch. But now that he has been expelled from Xianyang and went to Shangjun, he is still unable to protect himself. How can he inherit the throne of the monarch..."

As soon as he heard what the old man across from him said, Chun Yuyue knew that what he had just said might have moved him a little bit.

He couldn't help but stretch his sleeves and let out a burst of hearty laughter.

"Jiuzi has been traveling in the Chu region in the past few years. I'm afraid he doesn't know that in the past few months, Xianyang City has produced an amazing young talent——"

Having said this, Chun Yuyue picked up the tea cup, made a gesture of inviting him, and then took a refreshing sip, and then looked at the impatient eyes of the old man opposite and said slowly.

"Juzi is far away in the Chu region. Have you ever heard of the name of Zhao Ying, the eldest son of the eldest son..."

"Which young man are you talking about who created the Huangsun Car, the Huangsun Mill, and the Huangsun Li?"

The old man opposite said this, with a look of approval in his eyes.

"Although this son is not from my Mohist family, he seems to have learned from my Mohist organization. I have seen those farm tools. They seem simple, but in fact they are very clever and clumsy. They are of great help to the people of the world. They are indeed incomparable. So many young talents..."

Although he had just returned from a trip to Chu, how could he not know the name of Zhao Ying, who suddenly became famous.

Chunyu Yue put down the tea cup, twirled his beard, and nodded with a smile.

"Of course, you are new to Xianyang. I'm afraid you don't know that His Royal Highness, the eldest grandson of the Emperor, is deeply loved by His Majesty. He keeps him by his side every day, teaches him personally, guides and reuses him. His intention to support and reuse him has been clearly revealed. The so-called love for the house and the bird, if the eldest son can do it, Because the emperor's eldest grandson is able to return to the court, what the Confucian and Mohist families want can be easily solved..."

The man who was called Juzi by Chun Yuyue and looked like an old farmer in the field did not go to drink tea. Instead, he frowned and looked thoughtful. He was a little unsure for a moment, whether Chunyu Yue, the Confucian leader, had completely turned to the court, or whether it was because he was really optimistic about the future of the emperor's eldest grandson.

He even did not hesitate to bend down and persuade himself to help the emperor's eldest grandson whom he had never met before, to help him make contributions and establish a foothold in the court as soon as possible.

Although Zhao Ying was extremely favored by the First Emperor and seemed to have infinite glory, his foundation in the court was shallow and he had very few useful people. The most important thing was that except for his abilities as a craftsman, he had no great contribution to the court.

Although Huang Sunli and others played an important role, in Da Qin, which started with military merit, their contribution was actually just that.

Otherwise, I don’t know how many craftsmen would be given the title of wife and son, and promoted to noble and noble positions.

Although the Qin Dynasty attached great importance to craftsmen, in the final analysis they were just craftsmen. The emperor's eldest grandson could have the ability of a craftsman, but he could not just have the ability of a craftsman, nor could he gain a firm foothold with just a few skills of a craftsman.

If you want to truly gain a foothold, you have to rely on military merit to speak for itself.

"Now that the emperor's eldest grandson is indeed what you said, it is not impossible to consider..."

In these years, he traveled to the Chu land, resisting some "tyranny" of the government, and did not have much favorable impression of Da Qin. However, he had experienced many wars, but he also keenly discovered that in the past few years, Da Qin seemed to be peaceful and prosperous, but in fact There is already an undercurrent surging in the dark.

There were faint signs of cholera.

He resisted the "tyranny" of the Qin Dynasty, but he was even more opposed to the never-ending war!

If he could really help the eldest grandson of the emperor, who was deeply favored by the First Emperor, to allow the eldest son Fusu to ascend to the position of prince and eliminate the wars that might break out, it would not be considered a violation of the Mohist philosophy.

Chunyu Yue couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this.

"Juzi Gaoyi, I once had a relationship with the eldest grandson of the emperor, and I also had a master-disciple relationship with the eldest son. I will personally take you to visit the grandson of the emperor..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard rapid footsteps outside.

When he looked up, he saw that he was really his most proud disciple, Zhuo Yi.

"What-"

"Mr. Qichen, Your Highness the Emperor's Grandson is here to visit——"

When Chunyu Yue heard this, he was startled at first, and then he looked at each other with the old man whom he called Juzi, and couldn't help but hold his beard and laugh.

"This is God's will——"

After saying that, he stood up and looked back at the old man opposite.

"Jiuzi, how about you welcome me..."

Zhao Ying didn't wait long outside, and soon heard increasingly clear footsteps in the yard.

"I didn't know His Highness was coming, so I missed you from afar. Please forgive me, Your Highness——"

Following the sound of footsteps, three figures walked out of the courtyard quickly.

There was an old gentleman with white beard and hair and a thin figure, Chun Yuyue, whom he had met once. I haven’t seen him for a while, but now he seems to be walking steadily and his spirit seems to be getting stronger.

Coming side by side with Chunyu Yue was an old man dressed in coarse linen, wearing wooden clogs, with a rough face, and looked like an old farmer in the fields.

Looking at the old man's dress, Zhao Ying couldn't help but reveal a strange smile.

This outfit looks familiar to him.

This is the attire of Mohist disciples, and there are a lot of them hidden in the recruit camp.

But when did Confucianism and Mohism come together?

He remembered, however, that in his previous life, these two schools of thought, which were known as the world's most prominent schools, were quite difficult to deal with and were almost tit for tat.

Confucianism accuses Mohism of having no king and father, and Mohism accuses Confucianism of rites and music that make people and money...

Now it's all out together?

The young man following the two men was naturally the Confucian disciple who went in to deliver the message.

Suppressing the curiosity in his heart, Zhao Ying greeted him with a smile and returned the favor.

"You're welcome, sir. It's Ying who has taken the liberty of visiting and being an uninvited guest. Please forgive me, sir..."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a few words, then Chunyu Yue turned around and introduced him solemnly.

"Your Highness is here just in time. I really want to introduce a virtuous elder to Your Highness..."

Having said this, he pointed to the old man beside him.

"This is Juzi Tianjie of the Mohist Deng Ling clan..."

When Zhao Ying heard this, he couldn't help showing a strange expression.

Different from Qin Mo and Qi Mo, you must know that the Deng Ling family of the Mo family has mostly lived in the south and been active in the Chu State in recent years. They are considered a thorn in the eyes of the Qin court. Otherwise, this group of people has inherited Mozi's Not only has it always opposed the "tyranny" of the imperial court, but it is also extremely united and has strong offensive and defensive capabilities. It can be regarded as an extremely unstable social factor.

The government is already trying to catch them.

Unexpectedly, he actually ran to Xianyang, and even ran right under his nose...

When I don't exist, right?

Don't leave when you come!

Just when Zhao Ying was thinking about how to find an excuse to capture these people in one fell swoop and send them all to his barracks to work for him, he heard Tian Zhi across from him say in a deep voice.

"Tian Jing, an apprentice of the Mo family, has met His Highness the Emperor's eldest grandson. I heard that His Highness has opened a palace and is looking for people. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to serve His Highness..."

Just do what comes to mind and never be sloppy. This is Tian Jing's consistent style. Therefore, now that he had made up his mind, he simply went straight to the point and wanted to take the opportunity to see the attitude of the emperor's eldest grandson.

Zhao Ying made a loud sound and almost got stuck.

Who can tell me what is going on?

Why did this group of toughest pricks suddenly change their gender?

But he reacted very quickly. No matter how he changed his gender, as long as he was willing to help him, that was all. Especially when he thought about the purpose of coming here today, he couldn't help but feel elated.

What a surprise!

Come here, step forward with a big smile, help the old man in front of you with your own hands, and say with enthusiasm on his face.

"You have your wish, but you don't dare to ask for it - it is Ying's great fortune to be able to get help from Juzi!"

Seeing this scene in front of him, Chunyu Yue couldn't help but smile.

Whether Confucianism can become popular depends entirely on the eldest son, and the eldest son’s future depends entirely on the emperor’s eldest grandson! If you lend a helping hand to the emperor's eldest grandson, you will be giving a boost to the future of Confucianism!

……

Zhuo Yi continued to return to the front yard to keep watch, while Zhao Ying followed Chun Yuyue to the backyard study to sit down.

"Young Master is here, but what are your instructions? If there is anyone who can help me, just ask. As long as I can do it, I will do my best..."

So refreshing?

Zhao Ying was a little uncomfortable. He remembered that he wanted to secretly kill him...

As a result, people are so enthusiastic!

I don't think of myself as an outsider at all.

However, now that the conversation was about this, Zhao Ying no longer hesitated. He picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for the two of them before getting straight to the point.

"Ying came here because he has something important to do, and he wants to trouble the two elders..."