As the big fish on the Zhu family's hook fell into the fish basket, the giant Jishui said softly, a few memories of the past flashed through his mind, and then... he responded.
Lord Changping!
The Luzhenlang giant mentioned this person to himself.
Moreover, I am no stranger to this person, Lord Changping... He is a descendant of the pure royal family of Chu State.
When King Xiankaolie of the Chu State was imprisoned in Qin, he was married to the daughter of King Zhaoxiang of the Qin State and gave birth to a son, Xiong Qi.
Later, due to his meritorious service and the power of Chu's bloodline, he was granted the title of Lord Changping. After Wenxinhou Lu Buwei's death, he became the Prime Minister of Qin.
Until Qin attacked Chu, he was the prime minister of Qin and made great contributions to Yingzheng's attack on other countries.
I never thought that when Qin attacked Chu, Lord Changping rebelled against Qin, causing the Qin army to suffer considerable losses, and then... he became the king of Chu again.
Until the Chu State was attacked and destroyed by Wang Jian.
Those are things that the people of Zhu Xia can easily detect, but... there are some other secrets.
For example...why did Lord Changping rebel against Qin?
The good prime minister of Qin State is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. Why take risks?
For example...why could Lord Changping return to Chu State so easily, and even plan important matters?
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In the past, when he was in Lanling City, Master Lu Zhenlang told himself that Mr. Changping... was not a simple man, and his plans were grand.
All schools of thought are implicitly involved.
The Mohist family also has some connections with him.
The most relevant one is the farmers.
The decision of life and death!
It is a major matter about the life and death of the Mohist family. Sure enough, one day, the Mohist family will face a life and death crisis. Where to go?
A glance at the big man on the road pillow can be like the advice of Lord Changping!
What strategy?
It's very simple... On the premise of ensuring the inheritance of the Mohist family as much as possible, choose to surrender!
You can surrender to the Qin State, but the prerequisite is that the inheritance of the Mohist family must be guaranteed, and the principles of the Mohist family must be guaranteed. Otherwise, even if the Mohist family surrenders, it will be meaningless.
It's worse than the fish is dead and the net is broken.
Surrender to Qin?
The giant Jishui ignored it. Is the Mohist family who surrendered to Qin still a Mohist family?
Hundreds of years ago, Mohists were divided into three groups. How about those Mohists who entered Qin Dynasty today?
I have completely forgotten all the Mohist principles, and the only thing left is the word "craftsmanship".
How sad?
"Changping-kun!"
"This is a very remarkable person. Lord Changping's rebellion against Qin was sudden, but you don't know that long before Qin came east, people from the Chu state and farmers had paid secret visits to Lord Changping."
"At that time, the general trend of Zhuxia was already obvious."
"In the Kingdom of Zhao, King Zhao Qian is fatuous, Guo Kai is rampant, the state is in chaos, there are good generals but they are not used, and there are natural dangers that are useless."
"South Korea has been struggling for a hundred years!"
"In the Kingdom of Wei, after the death of Mr. Wuji, Lord Xinling, there is no big chance. There is a big gap between Mr. Wei Mou and Mr. Wuji."
"The land of the Three Jin Dynasties is difficult to resist the Qin State, and the Yan State is remote. The King of Yan... is not willing to fight, and coupled with the internal plot, it will lead to things later."
"..."
"In the Qin State, Ying Zheng held great power, the government was united, and the soldiers were brave. General Xiang Yan once sent General Xiang Liang and his subordinates to Xianyang."
"Plan for the future."
"Qin and Chu are in-laws, so there is no guarantee that Qin will not attack Chu in the future. As a pure bloodline of the late king of Chu, Changping Lord has this responsibility!"
"..."
"Later, after the death of Empress Dowager Huayang of Xianyang Palace, the power of Chu's foreign relatives was successively suppressed by Ying Zheng, and there were fewer and fewer Chu foreign relatives in the court."
"So, Ying Zheng also pushed Lord Changping to the Chu Kingdom."
"Those things are all in the past. It's nothing to talk about now. Most of the people involved are dead."
"The decision of life and death is also the intention of Lord Changping."
"Sure enough, the Qin State's power to dominate the world is difficult to resist, so... it will inevitably attack hundreds of schools of thought. There are only two ways to wait for hundreds of schools of thought."
"In fact, whether you or I admit it or not, it is true that the Qin State is moving with all its strength, and the various schools of thought have no power to fight back."
"Now... there is no chance!"
"born!"
"die!"
"Master Fusu, this is an opportunity. Lord Changping mentioned Master Fusu."
"Master Fusu is the eldest son of His Majesty the First Emperor. Many important ministers in the court are optimistic about him. He has a great chance of becoming the crown prince in the future."
"Yingzheng respected Legalism, and the laws and regulations were harsh. Confucianism disrupted the law with literature, and chivalry violated the law with force. It is difficult for hundreds of schools of thought to survive."
"Master Fusu...but he has a lot of gentleness and benevolence."
"That's the opportunity!"
"As long as we can help Mr. Su become the crown prince, he will be the new emperor in the future, and all schools of thought will have new opportunities."
The Zhu family talked a lot, and the masks on their faces changed from the previous laughter to sadness.
The world!
For farmers, it doesn't matter who is the emperor.
This is true for myself.
As long as Zhuxia is stable and farmers still exist, everything is enough.
I have always remembered the words that Mr. Changping left for me back then, that is, the peasant family's opportunity, if they try hard to resist, their chances of survival are slim.
Submitting to Mr. Fusu is a great opportunity.
At least...the farmer will retain considerable strength.
It's a pity that other people in Farmhouse Liutang don't see it this way.
I'm afraid even the giant Jishui doesn't think so. There should be no room for coexistence between him and Qin, or even life and death.
But... from the Zhu family's point of view, Juzi just doesn't want to admit this. Without Young Master Tianming's help, there would be no one left in the Mo family.
Young Master Tianming is the power of the Qin State. In fact, in a sense, the Mohist family has surrendered to the power of the Qin State, which means that Young Master Tianming has a special status.
"Master of the Zhu Family Hall!"
"Such a big thing...isn't it difficult for the Shennongtang family to deal with it?"
Not far away, Gao Jianli's cold brows were still furrowed, and he didn't agree with this choice...
Surrender to Qin?
If this is the case, then what do those disciples of the Mohist family who have died in the past decades count?
Universal love!
No attack!
The Qin State attacked and destroyed other countries with its mighty power, which was hard to convince people.
Therefore, in the Xia Dynasty, there were still many old people from various countries who were dissatisfied with the rule of Qin.
"Shennongtang is a member of the farm family, so naturally it will not act rashly."
"Commander Gao probably doesn't like the inferior policy."
"Actually, the unification of all the Xia... is a foregone conclusion. Even if the various schools of thought and the old people of the various countries have a chance in the future, and the Xia return to the vassal states one after another, they will eventually... still have to unify!"
The fishing rod in Zhu's hand trembled, and another fish flew out with gentle force.
The mask on his face was overjoyed, and he put the fish into the fish basket. Today he wanted to have a full fish feast. There are many ways to prepare fresh fish from the south of the Yangtze River.
I like them all.
"Ying Zheng!"
The giant Jishui whispered softly.
Shaoyou and he were both hostages in Handan. A few decades later, he became the prince of Zhuxia, but he... ended up in this situation.
He is too domineering.
Too cruel.
Isn’t it good for all countries to live in peace and harmony?
Why did Qin have to attack and destroy other countries?
"I have no such intention."
"What if the Zhu Family Hall Master goes to Peixian County and Mr. Fu Su doesn't recognize him?"
Gao Jianli saluted with his sword.
"Master Fusu... I thought he would approve it."
"Because it's a win-win thing."
After catching two fish in a row, the smile on Zhu's face spread even more.
"The farm family has a chance to survive!"
"Master Fusu has received help!"
“A win-win indeed!”
The giant Jishui stood up from the small wooden bench, put away the fishing rod and fishing line, and dropped them on the side of the wooden platform, which was the road to the farm.
This is not the Mohist path.
The Mohists have their own way to go.
Surrender?
It's impossible!
"Actually... it is true that Mr. Fusu will be able to ascend to the throne of emperor in the future. His benevolence and virtue will fall to all the Xia, and this will be an opportunity for all the schools of thought."
The Zhu family sat quietly.
This old friend feels a little unhappy at this moment.
"The Confucians sent Zhang Liang, the third leader, to Peixian County with the same plan, hoping to contact Mr. Fusu in advance."
"I want to implement Confucian principles through Master Fusu."
"The principles of Confucianism are suitable for the Anping era, and they are indeed successful, which is even more wonderful."
Continuing with the preface, Zhu Jia spoke quickly again.
The Mohist family is already like this. The giant can actually put aside the grudges in his heart and look at the overall situation of the Mohist family's survival.
Although...it's hard.
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"Hall Master, the giants of the Mo family have already left!"
After half a stick of incense.
Behind the wooden platform, a huge man with an extremely tall and muscular figure slowly approached. Every step he took made the earth tremble.
If you want to step onto the wooden platform, stop, otherwise, the entire wooden platform will be in danger.
"It's okay to leave."
"Everyone has their own things to do, Dianqing, you said that some old people from Wei State have successfully returned to the country, will you go back?"
The Zhu family still focuses on fishing.
Sensing movement behind him, he sighed and asked softly.
"Restore the country?"
"Won't go back."
"The Wei State in my heart is no longer there!"
The sound of the ceremonial urn is heard.
How could the hall master ask himself this question?
Was Wei's restoration successful?
That might be a good thing, but it's a pity that Wei Wu soldiers no longer exist.
The armored door is no longer there either.
Even if the restoration of the country is successful, it will be of little use to me.
"yes."
"Some things, even if they happen again, will never be the same as before."
"farmhouse!"
"It's very dangerous now. The master of the Frightened Salamander Sword is hidden very deep. There are still no clues in the six halls. They also suspected some people, but to no avail."
"Dianqing, who do you think the master of the Frightened Salamander Sword is?"
Xia Kui!
Lord Changping!
The decision of life and death!
The only ones who knew about this were myself and Brother Tian Meng. Now that Brother Tian Meng was dead, only myself was left.
And the farmers are in this situation again.
Xia Kui!
I will not let the farm family fall into crisis.
"I don't know!"
The response from the ceremony was even more straightforward.
"Hahaha,...oh, here comes another fish."
“The harvest is good.”
"Chengqing, how do you like to eat fish?"
The Zhu family laughed.
The fishing rod in my hand moved again, and another fish was pulled up. Now my luck was better, plus some fish caught by Juzi, it was enough to eat.
“Braised!”
Cangqing looked at the fish basket.
"Hall Master!"
"There's something from Zuimenglou!"
Before the Zhu family could respond, far behind him, a peasant disciple in ordinary clothes quickly approached, holding a three-inch square wooden box in his hand.
"Zuimenglou?"
"The speed is not slow. Now that the things have arrived, things can be done."
"Send an order to brother Liu Ji in Peixian County and ask him to act as before. By the way, I will also send brother Liu Ji fifty gold. With Liu Ji's temperament, without money, things can easily happen."
The Zhu family stretched out a hand, flew out a palm force behind him, and took the wooden box in the disciple's hand into his hand.
He swallowed hard and shook the lock of the wooden box. Immediately, the lid opened, revealing something inside.
Against the scorching sun above his head, the depths of Zhu's twinkling eyes glowed with all kinds of brilliance... It was a good thing.
Just right for the purpose.
"Yes, Hall Master!"
The disciple nodded in agreement and left.
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"Giant."
"Does the Master of the Zhu Family really want to lead the peasant disciples under the command of Mr. Fusu of the Qin State?"
"Confucianism!"
"farmhouse!"
"Some small homes in Qilu!"
"Are they all prepared for this?"
Lightly dressed and simply disguised as a caravan, a group of carriages and horses were marching slowly on the main road north of Zhuyi, heading towards the north of Surabaya County.
The swordsman in white no longer exists, but instead, there is a man wearing a long gown and carrying a long harp on his back, sitting in front of the carriage, holding a long whip that sometimes falls on the horse.
Even though I left the farm base, there were still all kinds of messy thoughts deep in my heart.
Some things change too fast.
"Commander Gao, what do you think?"
The giant's voice came from inside the carriage.
"The Mohists have Mohist principles and Mohist ways."
Gao Jianli lowered his whip and looked towards the front of the main road. It was... open and wide, and the caravan would not be in any trouble.
"The Mohist family will always exist."
"Always will!"
After a long time, another word came out from inside the carriage.
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"grown ups!"
"Judging from the news that has been coming in recently, it is indeed true that someone deliberately used the Shennong Order to attract the power of Sishui County to fight with farmers."
"The traces of Shen Nong's order are erratic, which will only make Sishui County more chaotic."
"Farmer Chi Youtang Tian Hu... was the leader of the rebellion, but the farmer's strength was indeed not weak, and his people escaped many times."
"Sure enough, we dispatched heavy troops and went directly to encircle and suppress them. I'm afraid... the farmers would just retreat into the mountains and fields, making them difficult to detect."
"In my humble opinion, if you want to wipe out the power of the farmers, you have to complete the task in one battle. Otherwise, the power of the farmers will not be able to hit it with one blow, and the consequences will be huge!"
Pei County!
The place where the county government conducts business.
In the corner of the hall of the county magistrate, words came out in an orderly manner.
Inside, the county magistrate Fusu was sitting behind the case with an unhappy expression, looking at the documents in his hand and listening to Xiao He's remarks.
What happened over the past few days is still going on.
Some people passed.
"You can escape with your life by hiding in the mountains?"
"Tongwuhou's 50,000 armor-piercing soldiers are right next to them. They are elite soldiers who are best at fighting in the mountains and forests. Farmers... really think that Shennong himself is immortal?"
"It is the best strategy to accomplish all the results in one battle. It can be decided in one battle, so it is difficult!"
"Tell me what you think."
Putting down the document in his hand, Fusu snorted coldly.
Farmer Tian Hu went too far, and the man who used Shennong's order to induce conflict in Sishui County also went too far. Sooner or later, they will be dealt with together.
What Xiao He said is not unreasonable.
The peasant family is too big. If the core elite of the peasant family cannot be annihilated in one fell swoop, there will only be greater hidden dangers. The peasant family has too many disciples.
Chaos happens, which is not what you want.
"grown ups!"
"If you want to accomplish this, you have to start from within the farmhouse. Over the past hundreds of years, looking at the rise and fall of various countries, it has always been that the internal chaos is unstable, and then external forces can easily defeat it."
"All schools of thought are no exception."
"As the most powerful family among hundreds of schools of thought, the Nong family has hundreds of thousands of disciples, no less than a vassal state."
"If you want to settle the affairs of the farmhouse, the first step is to go to the farmhouse's Sixth Hall, which...is the core of the farmhouse."
"To annihilate the peasant family, the first priority is Liu Tang. As for the land of the peasant family's Six Tombs, as expected, Liu Tang does not exist, and they no longer exist. Liu Tang is their foundation!"
"And the core of the Six Halls are some important people."
"The heads of the six halls, the leaders, the elite disciples and others are now suppressing them with great force from Sishui County, and Tong Wuhou's army is supporting them."
"The survival of the farm family is at stake. If this is the case, there must be some people who are unwilling to die. That is an opportunity!"
"Start with those people, divide the six halls one by one, disintegrate the core of the six halls, and make them attack each other. We will look for good opportunities and decide the battle!"
"If the internal and external forces are united, the peasant family will be destroyed!"
"What do you think, sir?"
Xiao He bowed his hands in a salute, his eyes filled with light, and he looked at the Lord Jun Cheng in front of him. This was the strategy he had been thinking about for the past few days.
It can be rough.
Following this method, not only there is ten levels of certainty that the peasant family can be annihilated in one fell swoop, but there is at least seven or eight levels of certainty.