Time flies.
Three years of Xia Dynasty!
Since the founding of the country, the Xia Dynasty has hardly made any big moves.
Among the people living in the Xia Dynasty, even today, some people still occasionally say the word "Big Moon". It can be imagined how weak the presence of the Xia Dynasty court was.
But this weakness is worth bragging about, because Emperor Xia reduced all taxes payable by ordinary people for three years. This is actually what left a deep impression on the court for most ordinary people.
Order has been maintained. Although most places still follow the old system of Otsuki, the world is no longer as chaotic as it was during the previous war.
The Mohist family is indispensable!
The current Mohist giant Qin Lisheng has never lived up to the name of the Mohist family, nor has he lived up to the name of a giant. In three years, even with the whole country worshiping him, the number of Mohists has not increased much!
After being elected as the state religion, Qin Lisheng, who led the ink writers, did not choose glory, wealth, clothing and food.
Because Qin Li's requirements for victory are greater than those of Mo Qiu, but not Wuji.
The former Mohists already had the meaning of "excessive suffering", and now it even means "a day without doing anything, a day without food"!
Short brown clothes and pigweed soup, if you get them in the morning, you won't get them in the evening.
Changes in status and joining the court did not change the Mohist style.
Even funding for the imperial court itself will never be accepted unless it is necessary.
The Mo family also has its own account books, and every transaction of money must be checked clearly, which has reached an outrageous level.
But absolute discipline did prevent the Mohist family from being tainted.
There was once a Mohist who passed away and was investigated by a wealthy family. He was received by the wealthy family, and there was no need to talk about good food and drinks. When he left, the Mohist was given three hundred gold as a gift.
The Mohist readily accepted the offer and found Qin Lisheng with three hundred gold. He explained his origin and expressed his intention to turn it over and confiscate it.
Then he was knocked away by Qin Lisheng. You must know that he was one of the three thousand Mo Masters who had followed Mo Qiu!
Later, after Wang Mang heard about this incident, he personally helped and begged for mercy, but it was useless. Qin Lisheng was very determined to remove him from the position of the Mohist family. Even though this Mohist had risked his life and fought with Mo Qiu for several years, he would not forgive him.
"If the water is clear, there will be no fish. What's more, the Mohist did not do it for his own selfishness and greed, but directly confiscated it. Why is it necessary to do this? I just want to stop this trend, just give a warning."
Wang Mang once asked Qin Lisheng this way.
"He may have good intentions, but this kind of behavior is absolutely not allowed. If you give three hundred gold today, you can give five hundred gold tomorrow, five hundred and one gold. Five hundred gold is too much, just take one gold secretly , who knows? Most of them have been confiscated anyway! Even if no one does this, what will the Mohist family do if this matter gets out? Those who know are the Mohists who go to investigate, and those who don’t know think that the Mohists are going to extort money. ! The poison is far-reaching and there will be no mercy!"
Qin Lisheng replied like this.
His idea was not wrong.
After the Mohist really accepted the three hundred gold and wanted to confiscate it, the wealthy families who had not yet been liquidated wanted to give something to the Mohist family.
Gold, silver, land, mansions, and even concubines!
Free gift with no other thought.
But after learning from the past, even if it is a stitch, the Mohist will not move again, and he does not dare to move again.
Even when it was necessary to investigate, the Mohist would bring his own dry food, sit at the table where delicacies were prepared, gnaw on dry cakes, and drink cold water.
Absolute discipline brings absolute majesty.
There is no such thing as looking at the monk's face and the Buddha's face. Whoever the Mohists want to capture will be captured on the spot.
Fortunately, although the Xia Dynasty had lost many things, there were also many fewer obstacles.
The Mohist family, run by Qin Lisheng, was also described as a stone in the pit by many wealthy families.
In the past three years, in addition to investigating high-ranking families, the Mohist family has been trying to eliminate violence and perform chivalrous acts of justice. After the Mohist left, the people gathered together and told about the injustices they suffered in daily life, and then the Mohists investigated. Once found, they were executed immediately. No mercy!
It did indeed straighten out some of the folk customs.
But these changes are not enough.
After spending three years in such a peaceful manner, nothing special or any major changes had happened in the Xia Dynasty.
Even most of the laws still follow the old system of Dayue.
It is somewhat inconsistent with the original statement of advocating Mohism.
But, these days are almost over!
Three years have been enough to recruit enough officials, at least it is no longer like when the country was first founded, just sending someone to occupy a position first.
Wang Mang already has enough manpower and enough information to start transforming a country.
"You should take a look at this thing first."
In the imperial study room, Wang Mang summoned Qin Lisheng and handed over a piece of light paper.
Qin Lisheng took it, and for a moment his face, which was as cold as a knife, couldn't help but twitch slightly.
The further he looked down, the tighter Qin Lisheng's brows furrowed. In the end, his facial expression was almost broken. He was holding the light paper, his arms were trembling uncontrollably, and he almost looked like he was about to vomit blood.
Wang Mang coughed slightly, knowing that he was in the wrong, so he couldn't help but add in a low voice: "Actually, you can also delete some as appropriate."
"Fooling the world like this, does Emperor Xia really think it will be useful?"
Taking a deep breath, Qin Lisheng suppressed the anger in his heart and asked.
"You and I have both seen Mozi and know his deeds, so we know that the things on this paper are false. But the people don't know. They really think that there has been a born saint, so give them a born saint. So that they can follow suit. It’s not that I want to fool the world or insult Mozi, but this method has the fastest effect, the deepest influence, and the best effect.”
Having said this, Wang Mang added: "Of course, we must also refer to the opinions of the Mohists. If the majority of Mohists disagree, these things will not be publicized."
Qin Lisheng's eyes glanced at the paper for a moment, and then he couldn't help but forcefully move it away. If he continued to read, he was afraid that he would vomit blood.
Just making things up cannot be so outrageous!
"If Emperor Xia really has this intention, it is indeed true that he wants to refer to the Mo family's opinion, but it is better to send it to the person in the small courtyard to take a look first!"
Qin Lisheng waved his hand angrily and walked away.
Wang Mang was left alone holding the piece of paper, looking a little helpless.
After hesitating for a moment, he decided to give it a try.
Gu family courtyard.
Several years have passed, and this place remains the same as before.
All kinds of exotic flowers and plants once planted by Xiaoying are still flourishing in the yard. The most eye-catching one is the Sun Chrysanthemum, which is just like its name, the sun blooming on the ground.
In the small courtyard, Xu Zhian was reading with Cang.
Xu Zhian is very old. Even though he is still healthy, his back can no longer be straight. He is resting peacefully on a lounge chair under the willow tree.
Cang, on the other hand, was reading ancient books in front of the stone table, but he was a little less naughty.
Xiaoying is not here at this time. She has achieved some success in her medical skills and has begun to treat people's minor illnesses and gain experience.
"Uncle Xu, is Brother Gu at home?"
Wang Mang, who came here, greeted Xu Zhian very familiarly.
"Is Emperor Xia coming?"
When Xu Zhian heard the sound, he opened his eyes and stood up to salute.
"No, no, no! Don't break me!"
Wang Mang was startled and hurriedly stepped forward, "Don't make such a joke. It's both reasonable and reasonable for me to salute you."
"ha."
A happy smile appeared on Xu Zhian's face, "Being able to let the emperor salute me, my life is worth it."
"If you want, I can give you a few kowtows during the Chinese New Year."
Wang Mang did not conceal his identity. He had always been like this in front of his own people, never showing any edge, just like the Xia Dynasty at this time seemed a bit mediocre.
"That kid is not here. He is running outside all day long, saying he wants to treat illnesses and save people. I have never seen him work so hard before."
Back to business, Xu Zhian told me.
"Will you come back today?"
Wang Mang was not in a hurry.
"Count the time."
Xu Zhian searched for information in his slightly chaotic mind, "Today seems to be the seventh day. He usually doesn't leave for more than seven days, and he will probably be back soon."
"That's good."
Wang Mang breathed a sigh of relief, "I just want to rest here for a while and have half a day's leisure."
"casual."
Xu Zhian waved his hand and returned to the recliner to rest.
Even his eyebrows were slightly gray, but he looked more kind and peaceful.
Cang, who once disdained books and even burned them, finally began to hold on to books and realized the charm of books.
Time invisibly catalyzes everything, taking away familiar things.
So much so that even this small courtyard, which seemed peaceful over time, is no longer the same.
Until it gets dark.
The door to the small courtyard was finally pushed open again.
Gu Dan walked in carrying a jug of wine and a food box.
"Uncle Xu, look what I brought you! Yangzhou's sweet-scented osmanthus cake and immortal drunkenness. I remember you said you wanted to try them last time."
Gu Dan raised the food box in his hand and said it like a show off.
In a blink of an eye, he saw Wang Mang waiting silently in the yard.
In three years, Gu Dan did not go to the court again.
On the contrary, Wang Mang would come over for a stroll when he had free time.
It's just that Gu Dan is not here most of the time.
Just as Xu Zhian said, Gu Dan was busy treating illnesses and saving people, and he was in a hurry.
It was as if something was urging him. He often didn't see people, and he no longer had the inner peace and calmness that he had in the past.
In three years, many people have changed. Even Wang Mang has gained a sense of dignity.
But Gu Dan's face is still young.
Compared with the age of 170, Shouyuan, who is fifty years old, is still very young. It can even be said that he is at the beginning of his prime.
He has not even reached the halfway point of his end.
"Brother Gu."
Wang Mang said hello.
"Here? Let's have a meal together."
Gu Dan nodded and ignored him. He pulled out a few lanterns from the house, lit candles, and hung them on the willow branches in the yard.
Before the light of the silver moon casts its afterglow, this place can still enjoy a warm scene.
Then Cang quickly ran out of the small courtyard.
About two quarters of an hour later, Xun Ke and Cang came back together.
Gu Dan had already placed the food and wine on the table, and a little late, Xiaoying returned to the small courtyard carrying the medicine box.
Gu Dan went to the back room to fetch Xu Zhian and sat on the main seat.
There was a circle of people around the table.
Gu Dan, Xun Ke, Cang, Xiaoying, Wang Mang.
"We're almost here. Come, Uncle Xu, let's have a drink. These little guys can drink if they want. If they don't want to drink, they'll knock them down."
Gu Dan poured a cup of Immortal Drunk for Xu Zhian. This wine has been collected for fifty years. The wine is fragrant, cold to the bones, and has a unique taste. It is said that even immortals have to get drunk before they stop. It is very famous.
Although a lot of food has been prepared, this is not a banquet, but more like a family banquet. Everyone talks about themselves. If there is nothing you want to talk about, you can leave when you are full. There are no rules.
Xunke, Cang, and Xiaoying gathered together to whisper, while Xu Zhian, Gu Dan, and Wang Mang talked about the customs and customs of various places.
Where the wine is better, where the food is better, where the scenery is more beautiful
After all, not mentioning state affairs, they are all commonplace things.
Wait until the wine has passed the third round and the food has passed the five flavors.
The little ones have gone back to rest.
Xu Zhian was also tired, so Gu Dan sent him to the house to continue resting.
Wang Mang was still sitting there on the stone bench, his expression becoming solemn.
"What's up?"
Gu Dan asked after returning.
Wang Mang didn't say it at first, so it wasn't an urgent matter; if he had to say it now, it probably wouldn't be a simple matter.
"Here is a summary of various news about Mozi compiled by officials. Would you like to take a look at it first?"
Wang Mang didn't dare to mention it directly. Instead, he took out the piece of paper that Qin Lisheng had seen before and handed it over.
Gu Dan took it and glanced at it.
When he was born, the purple energy spread for three thousand miles, and a phoenix appeared.
One-year-old speaks, two-year-old writes essays, three-year-old gives pears, four-year-old smashes a vat to save others, five-year-old is poor, and his parents are hungry and cold and lying on the ice begging for carps.
How outrageous!
If you don't do something good every year, the days will seem to go by in vain!
And these are just trivial compliments.
In the following year, I was able to cobble together three or four deeds, and some of them were familiar stories from restaurants and tea shops, such as three fights with bullies, capturing a tiger in a busy city, and slaying a dragon in anger.
When watching the end, Gu Dan discovered that there was even a role for himself in it.
This is what it says:
Mo Qiu is a saint given to the world by God. After the saint returns, gods will come down to earth and be moved by Mo Qiu's merits. He can heal the wounds and illnesses in the world, allowing people to heal themselves without medicine.
There are visions when you are born, and there are immortals when you return. You really have mastered the wealth code of the story of this era.
"Brother Gu, what do you think?"
Wang Mang asked carefully.
"absurd."
Gu Dan also returned the paper to Wang Mang like a bird.
"Well, these things are not what I said, but are folk rumors. If there is no conclusion, these deeds will only become more and more, and the more they are, the less human they will be."
Wang Mang coughed lightly and spoke.
In fact, on the day the country was founded, the news of Mo Qiu's death was announced to the people.
Wang Mang even set up a tomb for Mo Qiu in the imperial capital. Because he wanted to respect the Mohist family's funeral rituals, the tomb was not luxurious and even seemed a bit crude.
A lonely grave and a stone tablet are the saint's home.
Even so, there is still an endless stream of people going to worship.
But there is still one problem that has not been dealt with.
That is, the imperial court has never given a final conclusion. They all say that Mo Qiu is a saint, but what kind of saint should he be?
Since we've already said he's a saint, how about some miracles and magic?
No different from ordinary people, right?
The problem is that the Mo family is still there, and the group of Mohists who followed Mo Qiu are also still there.
The imperial court must also consider the opinions of the Mohist family, and especially Gu Dan's opinions.
This is the main reason why Wang Mang came to visit.
"You want to use these things to promote virtue?"
Gu Dan guessed what Wang Mang was thinking in an instant.
"That's what Brother Gu said."
Wang Mang nodded immediately. If he didn't have this intention, why would he take out this thing?
But Gu Dan shook his head and refused without hesitation, "Too much is not enough."
In this era, the charm of personal role models is great.
It is not unheard of for one person to influence a country.
Not to mention that in a world like this that combines personal martial arts, as long as such a person appears, he will be more respected by others. The people here are also used to heroes appearing in large numbers, and even take it for granted.
But heroes are easy to find, but saints are hard to find.
If you do great deeds for the country and the people, you are considered a hero.
And saints want to educate the world.
To become an example that people all over the world can follow.
If it is just a spontaneous spread among the people, it doesn't matter how outrageous it is. It can be said that all the gods from the Nine Heavens descended to earth.
But if it is the court that seals the coffin and makes the final decision, it is equivalent to directly "settling it down" and it is almost impossible to change, so there will be a lot to consider.
The piece of paper Wang Mang handed over did not contain any outrageous deeds, at least it was still something a human being could do - the problem was, there were too many!
So much that I have been running around all my life and never stopped.
Taking out a few individually and placing them on one person's head is fine, but putting them all together and forcibly stacking them will only make people feel weird.
Anyone who has read a book for a few years will probably question its contents.
Whitewashing and polishing everything will actually change the taste.
"That's why I need Brother Gu to check it. How do you think it should be written?"
Wang Mang asked.
Gu Dan thought carefully for a moment and said calmly: "Don't create a false image of a holy and virtuous born saint. Even if it is helpful to promote virtue, the consequences will be endless. This time I can whitewash Brother Mo, next Who can be whitewashed again and again? After whitewashing again and again, won’t the Xia Dynasty be filled with saints in the end?
The things on that piece of paper were too false. Instead, they lacked soul and flesh and blood, and looked more like an empty shell. For the sake of virtue, don’t do it. "
Gu Dan did not want to paint Mo Qiu to the best of his ability and shape him into a real saint sent by God to save people in distress.
In this way, it was a betrayal of Mo Qiu, and even more of a betrayal of the Mo family.
Mo Qiu never said that he was a saint, and he never wanted to be a saint.
He came from Yuzhou just because what he saw along the way was that the people were in dire straits and he couldn't bear it.
Out of frustration, everything he did was in compliance with his true nature. He never had any will from God, nor was he born to save people in distress.
Just because he came and he saw it.
So, he's going to do something.
That's all.
Forcibly lifting a person to the altar, or even setting aside the facts for the sake of the altar, what people feel is not the mind and flesh and blood of the saint, but a hypocritical puppet, a statue of a god being enshrined.
The reason why a saint is a saint is because he stood up when everyone was helpless.
It's not that he became a saint because he was destined to stand up.
The causal relationship between this cannot be wrong.
As Gu Dan said, for the sake of virtue and for the sake of merit, don’t forget it!
Hypocrisy is everywhere in this world, and those most sincere emotions and moral standing should no longer be painted over.
"I see."
Wang Mang nodded. Since both Qin Lisheng and Gu Dan disagreed, all the contents on this paper would naturally be invalidated. "Then tell the truth?"
"be honest."
Gu Dan nodded.
"Then how should we write about the fall of Mozi and the surrender of the four kingdoms?"
Wang Mang asked.
To be honest, the biggest problem is that when Gu Dan wants to escape from himself, the surrender of the four countries must be given a credible explanation, right?
"The last thing can give a bit of mystery. People who can find the difference will naturally notice some differences, and may spontaneously pursue it to explore the secrets. In the end, he will discover that Brother Mo Everything that was done was true, it just ended in a rather bizarre way.”
Gu Dan laughed, thinking this was just a joke between him and future generations.
Anyway, those who should know will naturally know, and those who don't know can also discover Mo Qiu's own style and brilliance during the process of exploration.
That is the wealth he left to this era.
But he still lives in a corner without leaving his name.
"good."
Wang Mang nodded immediately. Even if this choice would cause some obstacles to his plan and take a few more years, being able to sit on the throne of the emperor was already a great blessing. How could he expect too much?
"Now that the official manpower is sufficient, and the land properties in various places have been investigated clearly in recent years, we can start to reform taxes and corvee."
Wang Mang said seriously: "Before this, most of the Xia Dynasty was still relying on Dayue's old system. It did not have enough manpower and lacked experience in managing the country. For the sake of stability, the court did not do much. Starting from this year , I am going to send people to promote the morality of Mohism and praise the virtues of Mozi. What do you think, Brother Gu, to use the word morality as the foundation of the world and educate all people?"
"I don't know much about state affairs, so you don't need to ask me about it. If the people can live a better life, it is considered a success."
This time, Gu Dan did not give his opinion.
"I understand, I will do it well!"
Wang Mang nodded, a burning light bursting out of his eyes.
It's time for the world to hear Xia Chao's voice.
The mark that Da Yue once left on this land will eventually become weaker and weaker.
Sooner or later, people on this earth will remember that there is an Emperor Xia above. Even if he still has no sense of existence, soon, stories about his deeds will be spread in this land.
Gu Dan watched Wang Mang leave and stayed silently in front of the stone table, staring at the bright moon in the sky, lonely and cold.
For three years, he practiced medicine everywhere.
There was a lot of experience during this period, but it was also lackluster. There was nothing particularly worth mentioning.
However, there is still a long way to go before the requirement of 50,000 yuan of life is reached.
For the first time, Gu Dan felt that time was waiting for me.
Everything is fading away.
And he remained where he was.
Years, years.
Live forever, live forever!
(End of chapter)
