In front of the desk, Mo Qiu sat there quietly. His tall and burly body was as straight as a copper wall, which made people feel at ease at a glance.
"Big Brother, this is the situation in various places we investigated..."
A man walked quickly, looked at Mo Qiu with admiration, and put the letters compiled by the rest of the Mo Qiu in front of him.
After receiving the letter, Mo Qiu scanned it one by one at a very fast speed. His already dark cheeks became a bit darker, and his frowning brows expressed his depressed mood.
"Locust plagues, floods, droughts, refugees..."
Mo Qiu opened his mouth several times, but indescribable bitterness filled his heart, and every word he spat out was so raw and dry.
This year, disasters occurred frequently in Oyue.
However, Emperor Zongming's sixtieth birthday is coming soon, and Wanshou Immortal Palace cannot wait any longer.
Nowadays, the number of laborers at the foot of Shoushan Mountain has really reached 300,000—maybe even more!
In order to meet the deadline and not delay the auspicious day, the officials tried their best to complete the finishing work of Wanshou Immortal Palace before Emperor Zongming's birthday.
Natural disasters continue, but the government orders are strict!
The Mohists were caught between the people and officials, but they did not just want fame and wealth like Qingfengguan, but they wanted to actually do something that benefited the country and the people.
But now he can't even see Emperor Zongming.
To be precise, Emperor Zong Ming never wanted to see him again after he presented the Immortal Stone. Although on the surface he praised Mo in every possible way and gave him some privileges, they were all insignificant things.
It is somewhat inappropriate to say that it is a pity to abandon it. It should be said that it is useless!
The most the Mo family can do is punish some bandits and bullies and defeat some evil clan gentry... This can be regarded as the result of Emperor Zongming's tolerance.
Further up, there is the official's responsibility, an insurmountable gap.
Mo Qiu knew very well the difficulties faced by the Mo family.
So far, he has reached the limit of what he can do, even if this limit seems to be such a drop in the bucket.
"Big Master, we have rescued nearly 10,000 victims during this period. Among them, we killed 732 bullies and bandits, and nearly half of them embezzled property and oppressed the people..." The disciple continued to tell. .
Mo Qiu waved his hand and suddenly asked: "Gong, what do you think of what we did?"
The disciple called Gong immediately replied: "Kill evil and eliminate evil, which will benefit the country and the people!"
"No, I'm not asking this. I'm asking you, what do you think will happen if you keep doing this?" Mo Qiu stood up, his tall body standing like a fortified city, looking at this disciple, and asked sincerely.
Since the expansion of the Mohist School, among the more than 3,000 disciples, more than 70 were worthy of his focus and training. The most troublesome one was simply left to Gu Dan.
Among the more than seventy disciples he paid attention to, Gong Li was the most admired for his eloquence, eloquence, ability and ability, and his ability to handle affairs.
After Gong Shangguo temporarily left, Gong has been helping him with things. He is a person who truly understands morality and hard work.
If the Mo family wants to have a senior brother or something like that, other than paying tribute, it can only be a tribute.
Gong thought for a while and said very sincerely: "I will save some people and get a great reputation."
"ha......"
Mo Qiu laughed, "Do you think I did this for fame?"
"The bright moon is shining brightly, and the rotten grass will never dare to compare with it, so it can only look up at it." Gong replied.
Mo Qiu shook his head slightly and said: "In my place, there is no need to say such lies, just tell the truth."
"Oh well!"
Gong pointed at the news gathered by many ink writers on the writing desk, and said coldly: "Therefore, in one person, all the principles of all things are prepared. The principles of all things are prepared in one person. Therefore, if you look at all the people in the world, you can see the hunger, cold and suffering in the world. Those who feel sad must feel sad; those who see injustice, depression, and depression in the world and cannot find peace will surely feel angry, sad and angry because they have no choice but to become officials.
In today's world, the gentry, the royal family, and the nobles are all beetles; locusts, waterlogging, droughts, thousands of miles of bare land; faint kings, eunuchs, and mediocre ministers are helpless! Master Mo used the power of one person to gather the thoughts of thousands of people, but he ran into obstacles everywhere. This was not because he was incompetent, but because he was really without moral principles in the world! "
The Mohist can wear straw sandals, measure the world, declare morality, and recruit many disciples. Even all Mohists can follow the Mohist as an example, wear brown fur as their clothes, and wear squatting as their uniform, working day and night, taking self-suffering as the ultimate goal, without fear Life is hard and poverty-stricken.
But even if all Mohists achieve this level, how much can be saved?
The emperor was carrying out large-scale construction projects, and with just one sentence, hundreds of thousands of people left their homes and millions of people bid farewell to their homes; the officials sang and sang every night, eating their fill of fat intestines and paying no attention to the suffering of the people; the powerful merchants saw money, and the more crisis they faced , the more you seek a hundredfold benefit...
The country is no longer a country, and the world is without moral principles. How can the Mohist family, which is still practicing morality, not be struggling here?
An'an is still dying of hunger, how can the mantis with its arms move forward!
A carriage that is running wildly towards the end of the road will inevitably slide into the abyss, even if a group of people try hard to tighten the reins.
Mo Qiu listened quietly, his dark face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost and snow.
Of course he couldn't understand what Gong meant.
When there was another disciple who was more radical than Gong, he would chant it in his ears several times every day, until his ears almost became calloused.
But...he doesn't want to be the one who cheers up.
What he wants is for the world to be stable, not for the world to fall apart in his own hands.
The Mohist family should be a yardstick, not a sharp edge.
There are always sharp blades, but there is always a lack of yardstick!
Once you have other thoughts, the yardstick will be distorted and it will no longer be enough to measure the morality of the world.
At that time, all the good intentions will turn into more cruel conspiracies, and what they can bring to the people of the world is not ideals and beliefs, but a chill deep in their bones.
To bring benefits to the world and eliminate harm to the world - he must also ensure that the Mohists will not become part of the harm to the world.
Is there any way to achieve both ends in this world? Live up to the people and live up to you.
This sober pain has always been with him. Seeing the world collapse step by step, it seems like the scorching sun is burning his heart.
After a moment, Mo Qiu said: "Don't say such words again. I don't want to see one day when I see Mo people using the butcher's knife for fame and wealth, and there will be rich businessmen, powerful people, and aristocratic families who oppress the people... .In that case, the blood of many Mohists will be shed in vain.
Mohists should do their own thing well, pursue morality, work day and night, burn anointing oil to keep the sundial, and stay in poverty for many years.
If there is a way in the world, you will die for the way. If there is no way in the world, you will die with your life. "
Gon opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at the teacher, the admiration in his eyes beyond words.
He was clearly standing there alone, yet he was brighter than the sun.
It’s not that we can’t see the turbidity of this world, but there should always be some clear water to nourish the eternal river.
If there is a way in the world, you will die for the way. If there is no way in the world, you will die with your life.
