"Brother Gu, why don't you continue listening? I think what Master Mo said is very good!"
Wang Mang was somewhat reluctant to be pulled away.
"Okay or not, what you said doesn't count." Gu Dan shook his head slightly.
Mo Qiu wants to use his own theory of "Ming Gui" to replace the current evil trend of seeking immortality and not doing business properly. The idea is indeed very good.
However, how can people's selfish desires be alleviated by telling some truth?
It’s not that Emperor Zong Ming didn’t work hard to cure it, it was after he worked so hard that he felt that everything in the world was no longer attractive to him, and that’s when he began to ruin it completely.
Asking for immortality is just a way. Even if there are no alchemists and the like, he might still be a carpenter in the palace.
Unless the emperor could be replaced, Gu Dan didn't think Mo Qiu's method would be useful.
"Brother Gu thinks that Master Mo is doing useless work? Then why don't you persuade him?" Wang Mang understood after thinking about it for a while and asked immediately.
"How to persuade? Why to persuade? Brother Mo wants to do something for the people of the world... If I don't help, I am considered ruthless. Why should I continue to sarcastically discourage and add to my heart? Doing something is better than doing nothing. Better."
Gu Dan paused and said: "Some people have a high status and enjoy all the support, but they only have one-third of an acre of land in their hearts. Some people have a humble status, but they really care about all the people in the world. To the former, no matter how noble he is, It is also despicable; to the latter, no matter how weak he is, he is still respectable."
"oh."
Wang Mang nodded in understanding, feeling that the adults were really troublesome.
...
In the twenty-seventh year of Zongming's reign, the construction of Wanshou Immortal Palace finally began.
The number of corvees mobilized did not reach 300,000. After all, Emperor Zongming was not old and dim, and he still had some ideas in mind.
The tens of thousands of corvee workers recruited in the first batch were mostly surrogate sons-in-law and businessmen. The impact was actually not great, and it was far from wasting people and money.
But no one can say how big it will be next time.
The only thing that is certain is that the construction of Wanshou Immortal Palace is inevitable and unstoppable.
In the same year, Mo Qiu left the Mohist martial arts school and began to promote his own ideas.
Because it was a family tradition, after Moqiu gathered a group of followers who believed in his ideas, others began to call his ideas "Mojia", and those who followed him were Mohists.
The most important propositions of Mohism are: understanding ghosts and heaven's will, supplemented by advocating the virtuous, advocating unity, non-life, non-happiness, frugal burial, and frugal use.
There is no need to talk about Ming Gui anymore, Tianzhi is based on the standards established by Ming Gui, which is the highest standard and is the Ming law of the world.
Vaguely, Mo Qiu seemed to be starting a sect.
In contrast, it was the alchemists who were extremely unhappy.
Mo Qiu's Ming Gui almost pointed his nose at them and scolded them for being evil. How could he bear this?
It's just that Qingfeng Temple can't find any immortals who have appeared in the world, so naturally the Mohists can't find the supreme ghosts and gods.
The two sides quarreled back and forth, mostly verbal sparring, but they were considered restrained.
In the Hall of Nourishing Heart.
Emperor Zongming was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a volume of Taoist scriptures, and reading through it quietly.
Eunuch Fang walked over in small steps.
"What can I do?"
Emperor Zongming was fifty years old, but he was still full of energy, and he closed the Taoist Sutra casually.
"Your Majesty, there has suddenly been a Mohist family in the imperial capital recently. The leader is called Mo Qiu. It is said that his martial arts skills are extraordinary. The most important thing is that the ideas he advocates..." Eunuch Fang told the story carefully and in detail. It tells about the interesting things that happened in the imperial capital recently.
Including not long ago, Qing Pingzi personally went out to argue with Mo Qiu, but he didn't win in the end.
This move made the Mohist family famous, and finally made it worthy of being heard by the emperor.
"Oh? Ming Gui? Is it the way of punishing evil and promoting good?"
The expression on Emperor Zongming's face made it impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. "It's true that there haven't been any new things in the imperial capital for a long time. If he can force Qing Pingzi back, that Mo Qiu is pretty awesome!"
As soon as these words came out, Eunuch Fang immediately understood.
"Would you like to summon Mo Qiu into the palace to meet him?" Eunuch Fang asked thoughtfully.
Although Emperor Zongming did not go to court, he had complete control over the officials and summoned many strange people from the people.
Even in the face of completely unbelieving Buddhists, I once summoned Zen Master Fuwu to lecture on Buddhism for several days.
He's really inclusive in that regard.
"It's okay, I haven't seen outsiders for a long time, and I'm tired of seeing the officials' faces." Emperor Zongming nodded slightly as he stared at the Taoist scriptures in his hands.
Eunuch Fang understood that the emperor was not tired of the officials, but that his tolerance for Qingfengguan was almost over.
After fifteen years of seeking immortality, the annual consumption of elixirs alone is hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, not counting other expenses.
But the auspiciousness comes one after another, so where is the opportunity to ask questions?
Now the dragon's body is still in good condition, but it is difficult to calm down and continue reading the Taoist scriptures that were regarded as a guide in the past. It is not bad to let Mo Qiu, who suddenly ran out, give Qingfeng Guan some eye drops.
...
The chance of entering the palace is much faster than Mo Qiu thought.
The Mo family had just gained some momentum, and had not done anything major to eliminate violence and bring peace to society, when they were suddenly summoned.
Mo Qiu can be described as a mixed blessing.
Fortunately, Emperor Zongming was not completely ignorant of the outside world; unfortunately, he could not guarantee that his visit to the palace would change Emperor Zongming's mind.
Summoning a strange person is not the same as summoning a monarch or his ministers. The former depends entirely on the emperor's likes and dislikes, and every word must be carefully considered.
If you are not careful enough and the emperor is too lazy to listen, it will be all in vain.
If he accidentally offends Long Yan, it's hard to say whether he can keep his body intact, and he may even endanger his relatives and friends.
Don't you see that the second prince was thrown directly into the bitter cold land of the border when he was trying to persuade him in the Yangxin Palace, and he also indirectly helped establish the crown prince.
The importance of this needs to be considered carefully.
Unconsciously, time passed, Mo Qiu was bathing and burning incense, and the time for the emperor's summons had come.
After being inspected by the palace guards, the two father-in-laws led him towards the Yangxin Palace.
Just by looking at their auras, Mo Qiu could be sure that the martial arts of these two father-in-laws had definitely reached their peak.
This does not include the Imperial Guards staying outside.
Obviously, if you want to summon a dangerous strongman like him, your defenses must be extremely tight.
Following the two father-in-laws into the Yangxin Hall, Mo Qiu saw Emperor Zong Ming at a glance.
Emperor Zongming was wearing a Taoist robe with no other decorations. He was full of energy and bright eyes. He looked at Mo Qiu carefully, clapped his hands and said, "He is indeed a good man. Come and give me a seat!"
A chair was brought over and placed ten steps away from the emperor.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Mo Qiu bowed.
His height is different from ordinary people. If he stands, people will have to look up. Having a chair can alleviate this embarrassment to some extent.
"I heard that a few days ago, Qing Pingzi came to debate with you, but you made him speechless?" Emperor Zong Ming sat on a chair with one hand on his cheek, looking very relaxed. "What you mentioned is clear." What does ghost mean?"
