The sky was high and the clouds were clear. A black pigeon, with an urgent whistle, flew over the criss-crossing Xianyang City, over the heads of the killing guards, and into the green woods. The mountains and rivers were slowly retreating. , the black dove is like a never-ending arrow, flying towards the north.
This is the direction of Jingshui.
In the ancient people's concept, mountains are the source of life for water, and mountains and rivers are connected, which means that mountains generate water and water nourishes all things.
Xianyang City has a very good geographical location, surrounded by water on three sides, forming a natural protection.
The black pigeon flew into a jungle, passed by the Jingshui River, and came to a hidden place with few human traces.
This secret place is less than five miles away from Wangyi Palace, where the First Emperor spent his vacation. It can be said that the most dangerous place is also the safest place.
Just as the pigeons flew into the hidden place and hovered over a yellow tent, a middle-aged man with a long black beard walked out of the tent, wearing coarse linen clothes and bare feet.
I saw him walking to the tent, picking up a round stone, and patted the stone with his hand. It immediately made a clicking sound like a stone falling off a cliff.
After that, he gestured to the sky, and the black dove hovering in the sky flew into the dark middle-aged hand with a buzzing sound.
The swarthy middle-aged man touched the pigeon's head and smiled affectionately: "Youchang, come on, let's eat something and drink some water first!"
As he spoke, he sprinkled a handful of grains on a plate outside the tent and put a bowl of water on it.
Youchang screamed "gugu" and kept flapping his right wing. He neither ate millet nor drank water.
The swarthy middle-aged man smiled and said, "Don't worry, Youchang, I'll get the letter right away!"
As he said that, he immediately took out a small bamboo tube from under the wings of the black pigeon, and then opened it angrily. His face suddenly changed: "Youchang, something happened, I'm going to report it to Senior Brother!"
After saying that, I heard the pigeon cooing twice, then left the tent and rushed towards the mountain forest.
Not long after the dark-skinned middle-aged man left, a goshawk suddenly swooped down from the sky, sounded a long cry, and pounced on the pigeons like a sharp arrow.
The black pigeon was eating grain. It seemed to be alert, so it looked up and saw the goshawk coming from far away, revealing its sharp talons. It immediately screamed "Gu——" and flew into the forest with a "whoosh". It kept making a sharp cry of "coo, coo, coo".
Seeing that the goshawk failed to catch the dove, it quickly spread its wings and soared into the forest, hovering above, waiting for the next opportunity.
At this time, a commoner boy heard the commotion and shouted angrily: "Where did the hungry eagle come from? How dare you break into our Mo family camp to look at arrows!"
As he spoke, he raised the crossbow in his hand, and a short arrow flew out, with a whistling sound, and rushed into the blue sky.
Just listen to the long call of the goshawk, circle twice in the air, and fall into the vast Jingshui River.
"Brother Mo Ku, why did you forget to close the protective net?"
Seeing the goshawk falling, the young man murmured to himself, then walked to the tent and pulled a rope.
The yellow-roofed tent, including the area where the boy was standing, was immediately covered by a large net covered with green leaves and weeds. Looking down from the sky, it was difficult to find anything unusual here.
"Don't be afraid, Youchang, come out."
The young man covered the camp, immediately turned around and shouted into the forest.
The black pigeon named "Youchang" tilted its head when it heard the shouting, and flew in front of the young man with a "coo", then lowered its head to peck at the millet, as peaceful as before.
The young man took a look at it, smiled and joked: "Youchang, Youchang, senior sister gave you this name, which means that you are the divine bird of the five directions. Why is this divine bird afraid of the goshawk?"
As he said that, he seemed to think of something again and said, "I'm going to ask my senior sister to come and see you. Don't run around!"
After finishing his words, he ran into the forest without waiting for the pigeon to respond.
After a while, a young girl in civilian clothes happily came to the black pigeon, picked it up and kissed it: "Ah! Youchang is back."
The black pigeon flapped its wings twice, seeming a little dissatisfied... Don't touch this meal!
"Giggle..."
The clothed girl smiled tenderly, and did not let go of the black dove. She put it in her arms, stroked its black feathers, and said softly: "Youchang, are you back from the city?"
As he said that, he pointed to the south. The pigeon made a helpless "coo" sound and then turned to look at the millet on the ground.
At this moment, the commoner boy came in a hurry again: "Senior Sister Mo Xuan, Senior Brother, please go and discuss the matter quickly!"
"good!"
The girl responded quickly, put the black pigeon on the ground, and said with a smile: "Youchang, sister is gone. Be obedient and eat more."
After that, he left like a trot.
At the same time, in the jungle a hundred meters away from the tent, a pair of eyes retracted their gaze in time and gestured backward.
I saw a mass of black armor behind them. They were holding sharp swords and crossbows. They squatted on the ground and advanced slowly without making any sound.
the other side.
The woods are in an underground secret room, and the oil lamp is flickering, illuminating the walls with a bright red color.
When Mo Xuan arrived, some disciples of the Mo family's "Zimen" had already arrived.
The three schools of Mohism are the divisions of Mohism by outsiders, but within the Mohism, they are still distinguished according to Mozi's division.
For example, Mozi divided the generations of students into four categories: "Zi", "Chou", "Yin" and "Mao".
There are very few disciples in the Zi family, and they are all disciples with high attainments in civil and military arts.
The disciples of the 'Chou' sect mainly focus on studying objects and cultivating essays.
The disciples of the 'Yin' sect are good at military science. The main reason is that Mohism emphasizes 'non-offensive' and requires a certain amount of military power to eliminate tyranny. It can be said that the earliest special forces were actually the disciples of the 'Yin' sect of the Mohist sect.
The disciples of the 'Mao' sect are boys and girls who farm and study. When they grow up, they will recognize their specialties and then be included in the other three sects. To put it bluntly, they are the talent training department.
In addition, in addition to the four gates of Mohism, there is also a 'Hu' gate.
Humen is similar to a training institution for dead soldiers. They are all helpless people who are illiterate and have special abilities.
They have undergone rigorous training and have a high degree of unified thinking. They can perform various difficult and dangerous assassination missions. Each of them is proficient in swordsmanship and fighting skills.
These people in Humen are not listed as formal disciples of the Mohist family, but they are the most important armed force of the Mohist family.
As for these disciples, including those in Humen, there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority. They are all called brothers and sisters. They have strict laws and regulations, and do not violate orders and prohibitions.
This unique group is beyond the reach of all schools of thought in the world.
Someone once said that all the children of the Mohist family can go through fire and water and never give up for their beliefs.
Mo Xuan's real name was Xuan'e, and she was the only female disciple of the Zi'men. Mo Xuan's father, like most of the old Qin people, died on the battlefield that happened every year.
My mother, like most Qin women, died of exhaustion in the mulberry fields before she was thirty.
When she was less than three years old, she lived with her elder father in Guigu Village outside Wangwu Mountain, but the Guiguzi sect never accepted female disciples.
When she was six years old, her eldest father climbed mountains and waded through rivers and sent her to the Mo family at the foot of Shennong Mountain. The eldest father said that the Mo family was the best place to train her energy and spirit, and the Mo family had a Mao'men juvenile home. Living here, she didn't have to worry about war.
At that time, Deng Lingzi, one of Mozi's four disciples, was already gray-haired and no one knew his age. Thinking of meeting the great father when he was traveling around the world, he made an exception and took in this beautiful and intelligent girl.
During the ten years in the Mohist family, the girl relied on her talent and hard work to acquire excellent attainments in Mohist classics, as well as various craft skills and military swordsmanship.
It was as if all the preferences of the Mo family were innately compatible with hers, making her like a fish in water.
Her talent and moral character were greatly appreciated by Deng Lingzi, so before she died, he made an exception and ranked her in the "Zi" family, becoming one of the important figures in the "Chu Mo" inner circle.
"Little Junior Sister, everyone is waiting for you, sit down and talk!"
Seeing Mo Xuan enter the secret room, the swarthy middle-aged man just now greeted her immediately.
The other three, Mo Yu, Mo Nan, and Mo Feng, also nodded towards her.
"kindness."
Mo Xuan simply responded without saying anything, and walked straight to the stone pier at the end of the table.
"Three junior brothers, Junior Sister Mo Xuan, things today are a bit tricky."
Mo Feng, a majestic man sitting at the top, said solemnly: "Three days ago, we united people from the six countries to assassinate Young Master Hao. Although we used Qin Mo's internal forces, it failed. Yesterday, Mo Yan disguised himself to deceive the Young Masters, and was also killed. see through;
Today, Youchang brought news. Mr. Fan said that before Xiang Liang died, he told Xiang Yu that there was a traitor. What do you think should be done? "
Mo Yu was impatient, and before Mo Feng could finish his words, he blushed and said, "What traitor? I think it's the people from the Six Nations who failed in their assassination and made excuses for themselves;
If it were the Humen swordsmen, I'm afraid they would have taken the heads of all the young masters long ago. I don't think there is any need to discuss it, so I just attack the Xianyang Lingfu at night. "
"Don't worry!"
The kind and steady Mo Nan smiled leisurely, raised his hand and said: "Master Mo Yan, Mo Ming, has a close relationship with Fan Zeng. He is also our internal correspondent in Qin Mo. He has sent the news of the traitor. I think it is true. We should be careful. It’s wonderful;
Besides, the current Xianyang City is heavily guarded. Even if the Humen swordsmen are not afraid of life and death, it will be difficult for them to rush into the Xianyang Lingfu to assassinate. "
"That's right, assassinations happen again and again. Even a stupid donkey knows how to strengthen protection. We have lost the opportunity. There is no point in further assassinations. They can only increase casualties!" Mo Ku nodded in agreement.
"That"
Mo Feng pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Mo Xuan: "Junior Sister Mo Xuan, you are familiar with the Qin State, what do you think?"
"Yes, Junior Sister Mo Xuan, don't you usually like to talk? Why are you mute today? Are you sick?" Mo Nan joked with a smile.
Mo Xuan looked pale and was silent. When he heard the two senior brothers asking questions, he suddenly woke up and blurted out: "No! We have to leave Xianyang quickly! Mo Yan may betray us!"
"What does Junior Sister Mo Xuan mean by this? Why do you doubt your fellow disciples?" Mo Feng asked seriously.
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Mo Xuan was speechless.
She knew the character and laws of the Mo family disciples, and it was absolutely impossible for them to betray their fellow disciples, but Mo Yan, whom she had come into contact with twice, was just a weakling.
When he first saw her beauty, he wanted to get close to her, but later he was scolded by the teacher of the Mo family, so he became honest. Later, the traitor refused to give up, and relied on the disguise technique he learned from Mo Ming, pretending to be a disciple of the Zi family, teasing her, and was eventually taught a lesson by her. Then he returned to Xianyang and followed his father Mo Ming. .
If such a person is discovered, it is difficult to believe that he will not betray the Mo family.
However, this is all Mo Xuan's speculation. Without actual evidence, it is impossible for her to say that she has been molested by Mo Yan. So, is there something wrong with Mo Yan?
For a moment, Mo Xuan was in a state of confusion, and he forced himself to calm down and said: "Mo Xuan thought that our assassination operation was very secretive, but if we don't succeed, Bao Qin will definitely try every means to search for us;
It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Even if you are one of your own in the capital of Qin Dynasty, you cannot believe it easily. I hope the four senior brothers will investigate carefully! "
"Junior sister Mo Xuan, if there is something wrong with Mo Yan, the Mo family will investigate it secretly. What you said is just a conjecture and should not be made public to avoid arousing suspicion among fellow students!" Mo Feng said sternly.
Mo Yu frowned and said, "Junior sister Mo Xuan, do you have something to hide? There are no outsiders at the moment, so feel free to tell me. Our Mo family never shows favoritism, and junior sister should know."
"Oh, Mo Yu, don't say that!"
Mo Nan smiled and raised his hand and said: "The Mo family's 'Shang Tong' must be controversial. Even if Junior Sister Mo Xuan has something to hide, she still doesn't think about the Mo Family. Since Junior Sister Mo Xuan said that Mo Yan was untrustworthy and Mr. Fan said that there was a traitor, Then we have to leave Xianyang after all."
"It's not too late, leave as soon as possible, otherwise things will change!" Mo said bitterly.
Mo Yu's face turned red with anxiety: "Are you willing to return without success? Tyranny has slaughtered people all over the world. Don't we, the Mo family, open our eyes to the resentful people?!"
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The four of them were stunned and remained silent.
At this moment, a cry of killing suddenly came from outside.
"Run away! It's the Qin Army! The Qin Army is coming to kill!"
"Damn Qin Jun, I'll fight you!"
"Destroy the violent Qin! Kill!"
Upon hearing these killing cries, the five people's expressions changed drastically and they stood up suddenly.
This was the first time they encountered this situation in so many years, and they couldn't help but be shocked.
"Don't be stunned! Rush out to save people and get everyone out of here!"
Senior Brother Mo Feng, who was the first to react, shouted loudly, and the four of them came to their senses instantly.
"I will lead the Humen swordsmen to defend the enemy. You leave from the back mountain!"
Mo Nan shouted excitedly, raised his sword and rushed out.
Mo Yu looked back at Mo Xuan and said with a cold face: "Junior sister Mo Xuan, you have a scheming mind at such a young age? You knew there was something wrong with Mo Yan, why did you say it now!"
"I"
Mo Xuan opened his mouth but stopped talking.
Mo Feng interrupted the two of them with a wave of his hand, and said with a stern face: "The first priority is to escape from Xianyang, and we will talk about the rest later!"
"Escape from Xianyang?"
Mo Yu sneered: "Is there anything else that Junior Sister Mo Xuan is hiding from us?"
"Mo Yu, don't talk nonsense, listen to senior brother! Leave quickly!"
Mo Ku stood in front of Mo Xuan and looked at him coldly.
Mo Yu snorted coldly, glared at Mo Ku fiercely, said no more, turned around and rushed out of the secret room.
Mo Feng stared at Mo Xuan with sharp eyes: "How about we evacuate all the way later and be led by Junior Sister Mo Xuan, an old Qin man?"
Mo Xuan looked at his senior brother, his lips trembled in shock, his eyes rolled up, and he fell to the ground.
Mo Ku screamed and quickly supported Mo Xuan: "Elder brother, hurry up, Silver Needle!"
Mo Feng's expression suddenly changed and he flicked his sleeves: "That's unreasonable!"
After saying that, he threw down the silver needle box and walked away quickly.
On Jiujun Mountain, Zhao Hao stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the battle below.
At this time, Gong Ziliang walked up behind him and said with a smile: "These Mohist disciples are really easy to find, and they are actually hiding here. If it weren't for the Mohist traitor, it would be difficult for us to find them!"
"How's it going over there, Third Brother?"
Zhao Hao did not respond to Gong Ziliang's words, but asked him lightly.
Gong Ziliang was stunned for a moment and said, "Have you really thought about it clearly? Are you not afraid of the thunderous wrath of your father?"
"If the old ones don't go and the new ones don't come in, there will only be a few dilapidated houses anyway. Sooner or later they will have to be rebuilt!"
Zhao Hao curled his lips and shrugged, then turned to look at Gong Ziliang: "Is the ninth brother afraid?"
"Isn't this nonsense?!"
Gong Ziliang rolled his eyes and said with a complex expression: "Burn Xianyang! For so many years, you are the only one who dares to do it!"
"It's nothing, you will be burned sooner or later anyway."
Zhao Hao raised his hand to rub the tip of his nose and said with a smile: "We are sharing the worries of our father and solving the source of civil strife. Although we are a little bold, our father has always been generous and should understand us!"
"I can't believe that my father will still reward us."
At the same time, in Xianyang City.
Young Master Gao and Young Master Ronglu swallowed subconsciously, looked up at Zhaoyang Palace in front of them, and froze on the spot.
"Third brother, what do we really want to do? That boy likes to do random things, you know it." Young Master Ronglu said a little tangledly.
Young Master Gao pretended to be relaxed and said: "Brother Hao said, my father values us very much and hopes that we can become talents. For such a big thing, my father did not leave it to Tingwei's Mansion or Lang Zhongling, but to us. This is Why?"
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Young Master Ronglu tilted his head, somewhat confused.
Gongzi Gao hugged his shoulders. This action surprised him, but now that he couldn't figure out Gongzi Gao's intention, he could only endure it without saying a word.
"Do you know what is most important between people?" Young Master Gao asked seriously.
Young Master Ronglu really couldn't answer for a moment, so he asked, "What is the most important?"
"Third brother didn't know it before, but from now on, third brother knows that trust is the most important thing between people!"
Young Master Gao said with emotion, and then stared at Young Master Ronglu: "Trust, do you understand?"
Young Master Ronglu wanted to say, 'I don't understand, I only know that arson is illegal', and at the same time he wanted to break free from Young Master Gao's arm.
Because the young master was not as tall as him, holding his shoulders like this made him feel like his whole body was hanging on him, which made him very uncomfortable and awkward.
"This is my father's trust!"
Young Master Gao looked at Young Master Ronglu with a smile on his face and pointed towards Zhaoyang Palace.
"Third brother, what do you mean, my father asked us to burn it?"
Young Master Ronglu said doubtfully.
The young master shook his head high and then asked: "Tell me, among our brothers, who understands my father best?"
"Including Hao Di?"
"certainly!"
"That must be Brother Hao who knows best!"
Young Master Ronglu said categorically: "The national policies implemented by my father were all proposed by Brother Hao. If he had not won my father's heart, my father would not have done this!"
"That's right!"
The young master smiled and patted the young master Ronglu on the shoulder and said: "Brother Hao asked us to handle the matter, firstly because of the trust between brothers, and secondly because of the father's trust in him. Tell me, can we handle this matter well?" ?"
"It seems impossible."
Young Master Ronglu shook his head blankly.
"In that case, you go ask someone to bring the fierce fire oil, and I will send away the guards outside the palace. In addition, I will quietly inform my sixth brother and ask him to bring the imperial army to put out the fire."
Young Master Gao solemnly ordered Young Master Ronglu.
Young Master Ronglu scratched his head: "Didn't Brother Hao say to let Sixth Brother open the city gate and evacuate the people of Xianyang? How can we let him put out the fire?"
"Alas!" Young Master Gao pretended to be angry: "Thankfully you are still Hao Di's brother. You don't understand this. Those remnants of the Six Nations have assassinated us. If we show up at the city gate, will they still dare to escape?"
"this"
Young Master Ronglu hesitated for a moment and quickly shook his head.
Young Master Gao smiled: "So it's most appropriate to let Wu Ya open the city gate. Do you understand?"
"Understood."
Young Master Ronglu suddenly realized.
"go Go!"
Young Master Gao waved his hand, signaling Young Master Ronglu to go and do things quickly.
In fact, he was careful to switch the tasks of Wu Ya and Young Master Jiang Lu.
Although it has little impact on the outcome, the young master will evacuate the people of Xianyang and easily win the hearts and minds of the people of Xianyang.
He doesn't want this.
Because his father only said that to him, if Fusu fails, you should encourage him.
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