The night was dark and a little spark was flickering.
The thunderstorm was pounding from the window, and the sound reached my ears.
Midsummer has arrived, and there is a lot of rain, which stains the sky with a few ink colors, covering the stars and rivers all over the sky, and even the bright moon has disappeared.
There is only one ray of light, still blooming faintly in the dark season, lighting up the suffocating darkness.
The tall and burly giant-like figure was hiding in the darkness, holding a candle in his hand and reading the letter in front of him word by word.
Through those words, his resolute and steady eyes gazed at the mortal beings who were still struggling on the endless vast land in the distance, and their misery became increasingly intense.
The more one understands the world, the more distant the cries one can hear.
In the summer of Zongming's thirty-seventh year, news of Zhang Qihan's defeat in the Hengjie Mountains finally spread throughout Dayue.
In just over a month, 18 rebels rose up.
Among the eighteen rebels, the most prominent ones were Huang Chao and Huang Tianjun who revolted in Yangzhou, as well as the leader of the White Lotus Sect in Yuzhou and his followers.
Raise your arms and shout, and the whole world will rebel!
Facing the four-nation alliance, Otsuki, who was already stretched thin and severely weakened, was also faced with endless internal rebellions. How could he be so messed up?
The countermeasures at the temple can be summed up in just four words.
Draft troops, raise taxes.
Recruit troops to resist the enemy and raise taxes to pay for food and money.
It can't be said that there is anything wrong, it's just that it doesn't give them a way to survive.
Thinking that patriotism requires citizens to make selfless sacrifices for the country is draining their loyalty to the country.
There are times when parents lose patience with their children...
Thousands of knots will eventually turn into reins, strangling this aging country.
Mo Qiu didn't make any move for a long time.
The closed wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and Gong walked in in a hurry. The sound of wind and rain poured into the room. The small candle flickered on and off, casting a shadow that seemed to be ten thousand feet high, constantly lengthening and shortening.
Gong, who was soaked all over, anxiously came to Mo Qiu and said in a deep voice: "Big brother, tomorrow Emperor Zongming will hold a grand ceremony in front of Wanshou Immortal Palace. This time the people in the palace actually summoned you to attend. Their intentions are so great." It’s sinister and must be investigated!”
Since the incident in Yuzhou last year, Mo Qiu's reputation has greatly increased, and he is even more famous than the leaders of Huang Chao and White Lotus.
After all, who doesn’t like a heroic person who serves the country and the people?
Although outsiders could not stand the poverty and strict system of the Mohists, they respected the Mohists very much, and even called Mo Qiu respectfully Mozi.
This somewhat transcendent reputation is different from that of a temple. It is a place of morality that is truly earned with the blood and sweat of the painter and maintained with his life.
Carrying the hearts of all people, doing upright things, and saving lives from the sea of suffering, there is no group of people in the world who are more magnanimous and proud than them.
But Emperor Zongming's summons obviously did not value the morality of the Mohists, but wanted to use the power of the Mohists to conquer the rebels.
It had been ten years since the establishment of the Mohist family. It was not until the war was everywhere that Emperor Zongming finally remembered that there was still a Mohist family that could be used.
What the hell were you doing so early?
Above the temple, rotten trees serve as officials; among the palaces, animals eat and earn money. The wolf-hearted people are fierce in the government, and the servile people are in charge of the government. For example, the Mohists abandoned them like worn-out shoes. When the country was about to lose its status, they thought of them. How could such a good thing happen?
The Mohist's blood can be shed, but it cannot be shed in vain.
"Emperor Zongming just wants to use us as a sword. Once you pass by, it will be widely publicized. By then, it will be difficult to get away! Even if Master Mo has no intention of competing, he should not step into this It’s the vortex!”
Gong said eagerly. After getting the news, he rushed over in the heavy rain for fear of being late.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Dayue has come to an end.
Why should the Mo family get dirty again at this time?
If you can't turn the tide and support the building that is about to collapse, it would be better to wait for the broken bricks and tiles to rot away, and then clean up the broken mountains and rivers from the beginning, which is better than staying in the imperial capital, not to mention not being reused, but also facing constraints everywhere!
Then can Huang Chao and White Lotus Cult Master be stronger than Master Mo?
In terms of benevolence and love for the people, who can compare with Master Moh for thousands of years!
Looking at the restless Gong, Mo Qiu said: "It's too much."
"What?" Gong was stunned and didn't understand.
Mo Qiu pointed to the letters in front of him that came from all over the world, and repeated: "There are too many people who want to achieve great things."
He cast his eyes outside the door, as if he saw the heroes in Dayue rising together and fighting in chaos.
"People who are capable always want to start a career. Everyone is rushing to be the first, for fear of being a little behind others. But those careers will inevitably fall into fame and fortune in the end."
Mo Qiu told him, his dark face looking particularly calm.
As early as more than ten years ago, his martial arts had reached the top level in the world. If he really wanted fame and fortune, why would he bother to establish the Mohist family in such a thankless manner? Not to mention that if I get the fairy fate later, I would rather give it to Emperor Zongming to calm down the disaster in Yuzhou.
"In today's world, the strong robs the weak, the masses oppress the few, deceive and fool, the noble and the humble. No matter how good the original intention is, once it is mixed with profit, everything changes.
What we have to do is never to put out the fire with a salary, but to keep the fire from being extinguished if the salary is not exhausted. Mo Qiu looked at his disciple and said seriously.
"you......"
Gong's lips opened, wanting to say something, but the words seemed to be stuck in his throat when he reached his lips, and his cheeks felt hot.
I don’t know whether to say that Master Mo’s pattern is too big, or that his own pattern is too small.
"On the journey of the great road, the world is for the common good. We, the people of our generation, should establish our hearts for the heaven and the earth, establish our destiny for the people, inherit the unique knowledge of the saints, and create peace for all generations!
If I try my best but fail to achieve my goal, then I can have no regrets. Who can ridicule me? "
Mo Qiu put down the letter in his hand and finally made up his mind.
Rumble——
Thunder struck down from the sky, and the sky and the earth were pure white.
The sound of the thunderstorm is getting weaker and smaller, and this rain will eventually pass.
Promote the benefits of the world and eliminate the harms of the world. When it comes to being arrogant and passionate, but when it comes to practical matters, it is inevitable that there will always be all kinds of worries.
But now there is no need to worry about anything anymore...it can't get any worse.
Gong couldn't help but breathe quickly.
You should establish your mind for heaven and earth, establish your destiny for the living people, carry on the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations!
Even just hearing the words is enough to make people excited, but this is what they have always done.
Knowing that something cannot be done and doing it is the most valuable thing.
The fire is there, and moths come to cast it.
There are too many pragmatic people in this world, too many to count, and there is no need to praise them.
Someone should retreat.
This kind of awareness is knowing. How many people can achieve it?
The reason why Moqiu is Moqiu is the unity of knowledge and action.
"Send all the Mohists to Yuzhou."
Mo Qiu waved his hand and made up his mind, "Tomorrow I will go to Wanshou Immortal Palace for a visit."
