But if you analyze it carefully, it seems that all this is in line with human nature and the national conditions of the Song court at that time.

Logically speaking, the State of Song did not know the probability of Mozi's success, which was too low.

People who use magical mechanisms to deal with things silently often do not know their contributions.

But everyone knew about Yu Ming.

If Mo Zi was as high-profile as the latter, the State of Song would like to stop him outside, and the people would probably not agree.

Then today's future generations don't need to have so many indecisive guesses about this.

The audience couldn't help but be curious when they heard these thoughts.

"I think Jiang Shen thinks it makes sense. Can a spy with national power not be able to escape a Mo Zi?"

"What's more, this involves the life and death of the entire country!"

"When I think about it this way, could it be that Song Guo is really pretending to be stupid?"

"I think the ancestor Mo Zhai must have known their thoughts, but he did not record it, or the recorded classics have been lost!"

Just when Jiang Yi and everyone were confused.

Mo Zi suddenly said, "Young people don't need to guess, they did do this."

He smiled and looked at Jiang Yi, and said with a smile: "Does the future generations learn classics like you?"

Jiang Yi came back to his senses and replied: "Because many classics were lost in later generations, he could only dialectically think about the possibilities of history through some remaining things."

"Although many things have not been explained in the classics, if we think carefully, we can also figure out some novel ideas."

"What we speculated may not be something that has actually happened in history, but it still opens up our divergent thinking about our ancestors."

“Diveristic thinking?”

Mozi chewed these words carefully, and after a while, he smiled and said, "Good words."

Jiang Yi was not interested in introducing this word to his ancestors, but asked curiously: "Ancestor, since you know, why didn't your disciple record it in Gongshu?"

"After later generations, I saw that Zi Mozi returned and passed the Song Dynasty. The sky rained, and the people who guarded the village were not inside.' After that, only: those who governed the gods did not know their achievements. Those who fought for the Ming Dynasty, all of them would not know their achievements.

Know it'."

"I thought, you really didn't think about it like the younger generation."

Jiang Yi has doubted this more than once, which is also the reason why he is uncertain, because even "Kongshu" did not mention it.

But now thinking about it, how could the ancestors not have thought of it?

He is one of the important pioneers of the ancient Chinese logical ideological system!

Mo Zi smiled and said, "When I didn't see the disciples of the Mo family, I already knew they knew."

"Since the State of Song knows, it's still not for me to hide from the rain, what's the use of what if I say more?"

"As long as the people of Song can live in peace, it doesn't matter whether others are grateful or resentful."

"As for the last sentence, where did you see it? Gongshu?"

Mozi couldn't help but think of the deceased Gongshu clan, a famous craftsman whom he had never known to discuss during his lifetime.

Jiang Yi replied: "After the death of our ancestors, the Mo family disciples collected their quotations based on historical materials of your life and deeds and compiled the book "Mozi", which is a record of your disciples and their re-transmitted disciples' words and deeds."

"This is from "Mozi Gongshu"."

"So that's it." Mo Zi nodded, "It seems that they were also worried about me at that time."

"The disciples who recorded this did not think about the deeper level. How could a war that a country feared was solved because of a person who was abandoned by himself?"

"It's not that they don't know, they just pretend not to know. They also know that I can know, but they still choose to continue pretending."

Mozi took Jiang Yi and walked deep into the bamboo forest.

The clearer air came to the face, and it penetrated into the tip of the nose along the breeze in the bamboo forest, refreshing the heart.

Jiang Yi felt that the tendons and veins all over his body seemed to have been healed, as if a clear spring surging, washing away all the dust and dirt.

Living in such a place, it is difficult to live long.

Jiang Yi thought so and took a few more breaths quietly.

"If you want to achieve your goals, sometimes you have to pretend to be stupid. You must show your ability decisively when you should show it, and you should be humble when you should be humble."

Mozi taught Jiang Yi: "The essence of Mobiao is to let others suffer losses when they separate, and they still think you have a reason."

"When you convince others, even damage some of his interests, but still make him want to thank you, you can be considered a master of Mobster."

Is this just a small success?

Jiang Yi couldn't help but ask, "Then, what is great success?"

The audience is also curious now. Isn’t this just telling others that they are being sold and still counting their own money?

This is a master in modern times, but he can only be considered a small success in his ancestors?

Just when everyone thought that the ancestors would say great success, the ancestors suddenly corrected:

"There is also Zhongcheng."

“???”

Jiang Yi cast a questioning look.

Mozi said: "If you can argue that a person is willing to be a group or die for you, it is a success."

"..." Jiang Yi.

Modern audiences couldn't help but widen their eyes, it made sense!

"Then...what is great success?"

"I'll tell you one, or even a group of people, and die for you."

An invisible sound of solemn sounded, and in an instant, the whole audience was silent, and even the barrage was much less.

A strong wind roared, and the "rustling" sound was accompanied by the swaying of bamboo leaves. Mozi's sleeves fluttered with the wind, and the entire bamboo forest was filled with a transcendent domineering aura.

When the audience saw Mo Zi's back with a crutch, they instantly felt that the ancestor had become extremely tall. After a while of being dumbfounded, they immediately typified the keyboard!

"The ancestor is awesome!"

"6, 6, I thought Mo Di's ancestor would be a gentleman, but now it seems that I am superficial. I am actually guessing the saint with the eyes of ordinary people!"

"I can't say anything about worship. No wonder I can become a saint. This is similar to Confucius's victory of others with virtue!"

Mozi continued: "I hope one day I can see you do this."

"Yes." Jiang Yi nodded on the surface, thinking in his heart that this might not be realistic for him.

After all, like Huo Qubing and Xiang Yu, he likes to win people with virtue.

But in front of our ancestors, we must not lose face in the future. Anyway, just agree first.

"When you do it one day, remember to show me the ability you just now."

“…”

What's going on with my feet suddenly hurt?

Jiang Yi was mute and had to nod.

He suddenly understood why Mo Bian was able to be called the three major logics of the world, along with Gu A San's In Ming Studies and Ancient Greek logic...
Chapter completed!