Chaotic Qin

Zeng Hu moved his body back, and said a little uncomfortably, "But is the matter of the Mo family clear, my lord?"

Qin Zichu subconsciously said: "Strictly disciplined, can't kill people?"

Zeng Hu nodded.

Then, he said in a somewhat hesitant tone: "Mohists must obey the leadership of the giant, and officials must implement the ideas of Mohism, and hand over all their salaries, and share the wealth. My son, Qin is promoting Legalism." , this... I'm afraid it's out of date..."

Qin Zichu waved his hands with a smile, and said softly, "I didn't intend to give you an official position. As for the salary I give you, how to spend it is your personal matter, and Zichu will never interfere."

Zeng Hu hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and nodded.

Most of the Mohists have a strong practical spirit, endure hardships and stand hard work, be strict with self-discipline, and regard the maintenance of justice and morality as their bounden duty.

Therefore, even if they have the ability to get a lot of money, they are all gods of wealth. When it is their turn, they will be poor, and they can't even eat.

Zeng Hu was one of them, that's why he was so penniless that he sold his handicrafts to Qin Zichu for a living.

As far as "justice and justice" is concerned, the Mohists will not have too much psychological pressure living in Qin.

The people of Qin State are very mellow, but when they go to the battlefield, all of them can become murderous maniacs.

Because of this, Zeng Hu originally didn't plan to stay permanently in Qin.

But Qin Zichu's anger just now in order to improve the common people really made him appreciate it.

As soon as his head got hot, Zeng Hu casually explained his background.

He actually regretted mentioning this matter, but Qin Zichu's next words moved him very much - there are too many Mohists who can't eat!

Zeng Hu really couldn't bear to see all the senior brothers who were starving and skinny but still unremittingly researching for the belief in their hearts.

After Qin Zichu thoroughly stated that Mo Zhe was only enshrined by "Master Zichu" and did not have to join Qin's power struggle, he was relieved.

Zeng Hu cupped his hands and said: "Thanks to Master Chu for my consideration, Zeng Hu immediately contacted a few senior brothers. But, please don't let us study the murder weapon!"

Qin Zichu nodded, and said calmly: "We are in an employment relationship. No matter what the brothers you hired were good at in the past, I only hired them to study and improve farm tools and raise cattle. As for other things, if I There are other needs, you can continue to accept if you want to do it, and you can leave at any time if you don’t want to do it, I will never stop it.”

When Qin Zichu said this, he paused.

Then, he said, "But I have one condition."

Zeng Hu said directly: "Sir, please tell me."

"I can provide you with the most favorable conditions and a generous salary, but all the items researched here belong to me, and you are not allowed to bring the research results to other countries." Qin Zichu's face has changed. Very tough.

He knocked on the table and emphasized: "I will not spend a lot of money to support a group of people, and then let them use the results of my investment to make trouble for Qin. But the salary belongs to you, and you can use it as you like, even if it is given to and It doesn't matter if Qin is not in harmony with the country."

Qin Zichu will never give up intellectual property rights.

As one of the heirs of the Mohist school, Zeng Hu's mind was quite flexible, and he immediately realized the trap in Qin Zichu's request.

He reasoned and said: "Although the invention was completed with the support of Mr. Zichu, the result is mine. How can Mr. Zichu keep it for himself, instead of letting me, the master, use it?"

Qin Zichu couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "You also admitted that all inventions are done with 'my support'. Then my support is the prerequisite for your achievement. Without my support, the so-called achievement It's just a castle in the air, a bubble in the water. If it is so, I certainly have greater decision-making power than you."

Before Zeng Hu could interrupt, Qin Zichu had already smiled and said, "It's like I hired you to plow the field and gave you the promised amount of money. Of course, the food produced in the field has nothing to do with you."

Zeng Hu immediately said: "No. How can this be compared like this? It is clear that I planted an apple tree and sold the apples to the young master this year. The young master took out the corresponding money, but next year's apples and the apple tree are still the same. I belonged to the fox, not the young master."

Qin Zichu was a little helpless by Zeng Hu's sobriety.

After thinking for a while, Qin Zichu backed down and said, "Since you are so persistent, let's take a step back. You mentioned the difference between Apple's 'this year' and 'next year', so the things I researched during the period when I supported your research, Regardless of any reason, within 20 years, it must not be circulated."

"Five years." Zeng Hu refused to budge.

Qin Zichu laughed angrily at him.

He bent his knuckles, tapped the table one after another, stared into Zeng Hu's eyes and said: "How can there be such a cheap deal in the world. Five years? It takes more than five years to improve farm tools. You eat mine." , drink mine, live in mine, use mine, take mine, if it’s really only kept secret for five years, do I still need you? I said 20 years, not lifetime, it’s already because you’re here It’s for the sake of my subordinates’ contributions. If you can agree, call them; Let things that belong to the state of Qin be spread around as love, and they will say that I am unjust to Qin with an aggrieved face."

After Qin Zichu finished speaking, he looked straight at Zeng Hu, silently waiting for his answer.

In the Warring States Period, there was absolutely no term "intellectual property", and there was no law to protect intellectual property.

Except for the Mohists, everyone feels that after learning the art of literature and martial arts, this "art of literature and martial arts" no longer belongs to the emperor's family, and only the person who buys it has the absolute right to use and possess it.

Therefore, all the diners present felt that Zeng Hu didn't know what to do.

As a person of this era, Zeng Hu knows what other people think even if he has learned the knowledge and principles of the Mohist school.

After a while, Zeng Hu's face turned red.

He finally couldn't bear the gazes of the crowd, and said in a voice like a mosquito's screeching, "That's according to Mr. Chu, 20 years."

Qin Zichu laughed in satisfaction, and said in his heart: I still earned it.

He regained his gentle and elegant appearance, and immediately cupped his hands and said, "Zi Chu welcomes you all, and will definitely make you feel at home."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Zichu immediately ordered He: "Prepare a spacious courtyard alone, and wait for the arrival of Mr. Zeng Hu's brothers and sisters. If they need anything, just provide it directly, and don't ask me any more."

Originally, Zeng Hu was a little unwilling and reluctant, but after hearing his enthusiastic and careful arrangement, he quickly let go of the burden in his heart.

He cupped his hands, turned around and went out to contact his fellow apprentices with the special method of Mo Zhe.

Qin Zichu was overjoyed that such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity could be met by him.

With a group of brutal scientists like Mo Zhe, why should he worry about purely scientific research?

Qin Zichu wasn't even worried that these Mohist disciples would take the money he gave to fight against Qin.

Thinking about Zeng Hu's tattered clothes when he came to visit him and the tattered clothes that were still full of patches when he enshrined him, Qin Zichu is fully sure that Mohist disciples are destined to be poor ghosts all their lives, and poor ghosts have no Combat.

Because no matter how much wisdom they have, there is no venture capital to turn their dreams into reality.

╮(╯▽╰)╭Diaosi can only watch the action movies of the goddess with the five girls, this is the reality.

Now that Mohist disciples joined, Qin Zichu quickly let go of the problems of farm tool restoration and secondary research and development.

Pointing to the question he had recorded, he continued: "There is news from Xianyang, when will Zheng Guohe Fei Gongzi arrive?"

Ganzi said without hesitation: "The letter sent by the young master said that the journey is long and it will take five and a half months to arrive."

"Five and a half months? This is too long. Farming waits for no one. When they came, the autumn harvest was over, and the river was about to freeze." Qin Zichu sighed regretfully.

He thought to himself: If Ying Zheng intervenes in this matter, there may be another incident.

He said five and a half months, that time must not be much difference.

Before Zheng Guo entered the land of Qin State, he should find a way to solve the problem of water shortage in the farmland by himself.

Qin Zichu's thoughts drifted to Zheng Guo, and the person he thought of was now feeling very depressed.

South Korea's territory is small, and the country's ruler is also extremely fatuous.

Zheng Guo wrote to the king of South Korea, saying seriously: "After my country lost the two cities of negative millet, the tax revenue has decreased day by day, and the output has not been abundant. It happens that the Yellow River flows through the country. I hope the king can send me some people. Build a canal across the north and south to solve the urgent need."

The South Korean leader felt that this project that still required money was boring, but Zheng Guo had played for South Korea for many years, so he really couldn't refuse it outright.

Therefore, the South Korean state flicked through the contents of the letter in dismay, ready to pick out some faults, and rejected Zheng Guo's proposal.

But he looked closely at Zheng Guo's list of required manpower and financial resources, and his eyes lit up instantly.

The king of South Korea suddenly said loudly: "Zheng Guo is really the savior of my South Korea, this idea is good, great!"

Zheng Guo saw that his proposal had been approved by the leader of South Korea, and a smile appeared on his face.

But before he could open his mouth, the South Korean ruler had already stood up, walked repeatedly in the hall, and said in his mouth: "The hinterland of Guanzhong is short of water, if you are photographed by the widows and sent to Qin State to let them build aqueducts, you will be dragged for ten or eight years in one breath. , Qin will definitely be dragged down!"

Before the king of South Korea finished speaking, a servant knelt in front of him holding a scroll of letters and said, "Master, the news from the king of Qin is that he made a request to the defeated country."

The South Korean monarch opened the letter with a sullen face.

After seeing the above content clearly, his eyes lit up immediately, and he stuffed it into Zheng Guo's arms, laughing loudly: "God helped me! I didn't expect King Qin to really beg for you from the widow."

Zheng Guo's face turned pale, and he said in his heart: Even if Qin's national power is weakened for a while, after the completion of the canal, the output of the entire Guanzhong will increase several times in an instant.

The king actually thinks this is a brilliant idea? !