However, Mozi clearly realized that he could not continue like this, otherwise, the prestige of the Mohist family would be damaged and it would help the emperor to rise to prominence.
The Mo family will never do anything thankless.
He must resolve this matter and resolve the Mo family's troubles before dying of old age.
Mozi knew in his heart that apart from him, neither Kuhuo nor Qin Huali could shoulder this important task. The three branches of the Xiangli family, the Dengling family, and the Xiangfu family were huge, and there was a strong prospect of establishing another family.
If Qin Huali and others cannot defeat the three branches in the end, the Mohist family will be divided into three or even four. From then on, the Mohist family will fall from the world's prominent position and become unknown.
When Mozi walked out of his seclusion, he happened to be visited by the old man Baili. The two had not seen each other for a long time, and they couldn't help but be filled with emotion when they met.
As people get older, they tend to feel nostalgic.
Xuanqi prepared a small banquet. Mozi and Baili Old Man sat down respectively and took a sip of wine. Mozi smiled: "The old guy suddenly came to my Mo house, but what are you doing?"
Mozi had a good relationship with the old man Baili, otherwise, he would not have made an exception to accept Xuanqi as his disciple. He knew that there must be something wrong with Baili's temperament if he suddenly arrived at this moment.
Of course, he also knew some things about Xinzheng, but when it came to his old friends, especially when Xuanqi was still there, Mozi didn't reveal it.
"Xuanqi, you go down, I will chat with your father for a while." Mozi glanced at Xuanqi, waved his hand and said.
"promise."
Mozi believed in Xuanqi, who was the disciple he brought out personally, but he was still more or less clear about the thoughts of Old Man Baili.
The old man Baili is very knowledgeable. The biggest reason why he did not reach the extreme and become one of the disciples is because his heart is not pure.
Watching Xuan Qi leave, Mo Zi took a deep look at Old Man Baili and said in a faint tone, "Old guy, why are you doing this?"
"That's just a rumor. Throughout the ages, no one has been able to do it. Otherwise, why wouldn't the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors live to this day and still hold the throne of the emperor? Why would the world be in chaos?"
"When the Zheng Kingdom still existed, I went to Dazheng Palace. Those were just some legends and records, nothing more."
"For it, you cut off Xuanqi's path to Qin, don't you regret it?"
"Haha...what regrets do you have?" Old Man Baili laughed, and then turned to Mozi and said, "I know, how can I feel at ease if I don't fight for it?"
"As for whether Xuanqi enters Qin or not, the key lies in Ying Quliang, not in Qin Guoshi."
"What's more, the princes, generals and ministers have a lot of family affairs. If you are not careful, something will happen. I don't want Xuanqi to enter Qin."
Old Man Baili knew that the complexity of the public office and Xuanqi's character were not suitable for the palace. People in the Mo family liked to be chivalrous and righteous.
"Old man, Master Qin has completely cornered the Mo family. Do you want me to help you? Master Qin has gone too far."
Although Old Man Baili knew that the Mo family had gone too far, he could not say such a thing to his old friend.
"Haha, you don't need to comfort me. You and I both know the specific situation. Master Qin is not to blame for this matter."
Mozi glanced at Old Man Baili and said in a deep tone, "In the final analysis, Qin Huali and the others are still not broad-minded enough to tolerate others."
"It's just a few words about the Mo family, isn't it? In recent years, how many people in the world have said so much about the Mo family?"
"Is it possible that our Mo family must slaughter the entire world?"
At this moment, Mozi was resentful towards Old Man Baili. He knew in his heart that this time the Mo family and Huang were completely at odds, partly because of Xuanqi and Old Man Baili.
"Isn't it just the silk book in the ruins of the Xiong family? There is no secret of immortality in it. Old man, you are obsessed with it."
Mozi sighed, took a sip of wine, and stopped talking. This old friend in front of me has become someone I don’t recognize over the years.
"Haha, Master Qin has been searching. I think he may have discovered something. Otherwise, why would a fourteen-year-old boy be obsessed with this when he is full of youth!"
Old Man Baili never thinks that he is wrong. Some things have become obsessions. He believes that he can succeed.
Glancing at Old Man Baili, Mozi was silent for a moment before speaking: "Are you sure that Master Qin knows more about this matter?"
"He once went to Qin's palace to look for it, entered the Luoyang Tibetan House, and even visited the Dazheng Palace in person. Now he has gone to Qufu and climbed Mount Tai."
A glimmer of light appeared in the eyes of the old man Baili, and his tone was solemn, and he said: "Look at his route. If he said he didn't mean it, would anyone believe it?"
…
The next day.
At noon.
Wei Yang just woke up.
After washing, I put on the new clothes prepared by the scenery supervisor, and after lunch, I immersed myself in sorting out the bamboo slips engraved along the way.
The various numbers and conclusions recorded were transcribed item by item onto more than thirty pieces of parchment paper and sewn into a volume.
It took three days for Wei Yang to complete the matter. After using the twilight food, he notified the little Linghu and headed towards the Wei River.
The next step was to meet Qin Gong Ying Quliang. Wei Yang believed in Ying Quliang's desire for virtue, but he was not sure what strategy to govern the country would be acceptable to Ying Quliang.
For the sake of nine people, the success will fall short.
Now he was only one step away from applying what he had learned throughout his life. Wei Yang didn't want to ruin it, so he had to think clearly.
…
At this time, Huang entered Yueyang under the escort of three thousand elites.
Back at the mansion, everyone performed their duties, took a hot bath, and then fell asleep. After making a lot of money, Huang felt exhausted both physically and mentally.
The next day, Huang woke up early. After practicing martial arts, he went to the backyard to visit his parents, comforted his younger siblings, and then returned to the front yard.
"Master, Mr. Wei Yang wants to see you. He is in the living room at the moment." Hong Yi reported to Huang.
Glancing at Hong Yi, Huang nodded slightly and said, "Prepare a small banquet in the study room."
"promise."
Hongyi retreated, Huang got up and came to the living room. When he saw the dark-skinned but capable Wei Yang, he couldn't help but chuckle and said.
"Brother Yang, long time no see!"
Seeing Huang walking in, Wei Yang also stood up and smiled in return: "Huang, who is famous across the Central Plains, Yang Yang is here to congratulate you!"
The two of them chatted for a while, and then Huang spoke directly and said, "Brother Yang Yang, I have prepared a small banquet in the study. Let's eat and chat at the same time."
"That's very good."
Wei Yang entered Huang's mansion this time because he was deeply puzzled. He wanted to have a chat with Huang to see if he could get some advice.
The two people walked into the study. Hongyi had prepared a small banquet. Now they were seated, the maid poured wine, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
At this moment, they are no longer the first time they met in Shaoliang. At that time, they had nothing and relied on Wei Yang for support.
