Xianglizi looked solemn, he was always a member of the Mohist family, even if it was for Xianglidu's future plans, he could not disobey the orders of the Mohist giant.
So before all this started, he had to find out from Huang the conversation between the Mohist giant and Huang, and then determine Mozi's attitude and make a decision.
He is not only Xianglidu Aweng, but also the head of the Xiangli clan, and Xianglidu follows Huang. Even if everyone in the Mo family is dissatisfied, the influence on Xianglidu can be said to be minimal.
After all, Xianglidu grew up in the Mohist headquarters since he was a child. He is very familiar with the Mohist methods and can naturally avoid them one by one. However, the members of the Xiangli clan are all in the Mohist headquarters. If an accident occurs, they will definitely suffer backlash.
With the power of the other lines in the Mo family headquarters, Xiangli's lineage is completely powerless.
And he also knew that the conflicts between the Deng Ling family, the Xiangfu family, and the three families of the Xiangli family had become more and more serious. Now that Lao Mozi is here, suppressing everything with extremely high prestige, naturally they can live in peace with each other.
thing.
However, Mozi was getting older and had been in seclusion for a long time. He became more and more indifferent to things. The most important thing was that Xianglizi knew clearly that no one who was called a son could stay in the Central Plains.
More than a hundred years old.
The only one who was not confirmed was Gui Guzi. Apart from that, the rest did not stay in the Central Plains for too long.
He even suspected that this was the reason why Mozi retreated frequently.
Huang glanced at Xianglizi, chuckled, and said: "The feud between me and the Mo family has basically been resolved. You can ask Xianglidu about this."
"Others were there at that time."
Hearing this, Xianglizi looked at Xianglidu, saw him nodding, and immediately felt relieved: "In that case, that's good."
"This time when the Imperial Master enters my house, it won't be so easy, right?"
Xianglizi knew clearly that the reason why Huang's identity was so sensitive and he still came to the house was definitely not just because of Xianglidu.
Xianglidu doesn't have such a big reputation. There must be other reasons behind this.
"To be honest, there are indeed some things. I have long heard that all the craftsmen in Xiangli are skilled in craftsmanship. On this point, it can be verified from Xianglidu."
Huang smiled: "Where do I lack craftsmen, especially skilled craftsmen like Xianglishi? I originally planned to recruit them with the help of Xianglidu."
"To show my sincerity, I'm here personally. I wonder what your advice is, sir?"
Huang had been thinking about this matter from the beginning. He knew in his heart that the matter of cracking the ink could not be announced openly and could only be carried out secretly.
Therefore, he needed a reliable reason to visit Xianglishi.
What's more, this reason is just right for him. Regardless of whether Xianglizi agrees or not, the impact on him will be minimal.
Hearing this, Xianglizi was stunned for a moment, and then looked up at Huang. Seeing the seriousness on Huang's face, he couldn't help but smile and said.
"This matter is not difficult. If the Imperial Master needs it, I can send some of my clansmen here. However, the tribesmen may not be good at learning and I am afraid they will disappoint the Imperial Master."
In a few words, the two people confirmed everything. This matter was a good thing for both Huang and Xianglizi.
In particular, in Xianglizi's opinion, sending him to the deserted place could help Xianglidu and ease the finances of the Xiangli family.
"Haha, Mr. Xiangli is so happy." Huang raised the cup and pointed it towards Xianglizi: "At such a time, it can be called a happy event in life, and it should come to light."
"please."
At this moment, Xianglizi also raised his cup, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.
Afterwards, the banquet became more harmonious.
Compared with Xianglidu, it can be said that Xianglizi is much more mature, and his tact and cunningness surprised even Huang.
Long-sleeved and good at dancing, the middle-aged man in front of me performed it vividly.
Afterwards, Huang and Feng Zheng lived in Xiangli's house, and Xianglidu reunited with his family.
"Old man Feng, what do you think of the Mo family?" Huang took a sip of water and turned to look at Feng Zheng.
"Just from Xianglizi's words, we can know that the Mohist family has internal and external troubles. Now the Mohist family has three branches, and there are still some branches."
Feng Zheng's tone was solemn: "If Old Mozi was not here, your plan is very likely to succeed. The new mogul of the Mo family may not be able to suppress a hero like Xianglizi."
During a banquet, Feng Zheng realized that Xianglizi was a hero. Such a person could not be willing to be inferior to others.
Nowadays, it is just because Mozi's status and prestige are too high.
As the creator of the Mohist theory and the founder of the Mohist school, Mozi was able to overpower everyone and had a terrifying influence in the Mohist school.
It is impossible for the next Mohist giant to have such influence.
"Haha, all this was planted by Mozi." Huang chuckled, but his smile was a little cold: "Personal prestige is a double-edged sword. It is too difficult to control it well."
"got windy!"
Glancing at Huang, Feng Zheng shook his head: "Indeed, the wind has picked up."
…
A night of silence.
The next day.
Huang and Fengzheng got up early in the morning. Under the leadership of Xianglidu, we walked in the mountains and forests. The mist filled the air and the sun was rising. The scene at this moment was very varied.
Standing on Shennong Mountain, looking at the rising sun, the rising morning mist and the mountains, forests, heaven and earth, it feels like a fairyland.
"Such a beautiful scenery, it's a pity that it cannot be seen unless you are in the deep mountains and old forests." At this moment, Huang felt a little emotional. He knew in his heart that he liked such scenery, but he longed for the human world.
"The sun is rising, and the vitality is rising. The headquarters of the Mo family is located, and the spiritual energy is far more abundant than that of Queyang. Although such a place is not a paradise, it is quite extraordinary."
At this time, Feng Zheng also opened his mouth to praise.
He knew in his heart that compared to the territory of the ancient clans, this place was far inferior, but even among hundreds of families, not every family had such conditions.
I'm afraid only Taoism, Confucianism, and Mohism have it. As for Legalism, I guess it doesn't exist.
"So what if they occupy the Paradise of Cave Heaven? They are a group of mortals after all, aren't they?" Huang took a deep look at Feng Zheng and said word by word: "Except for Lao Mozi, everyone else has followed the path of martial arts."
"It's just that their martial arts are more sophisticated than those in the Qin army and can go further..."
Feng Zheng was surprised.
He knew that Huang was not simple, but in his opinion, Huang's current cultivation level was too low. The reason why he killed the Mo family members was just because of his good swordsmanship.
However, Huang's vision at this moment surprised him. The Mo family had indeed taken a step closer in martial arts, but this feeling was very subtle and difficult to detect.
"The Imperial Master has a keen sense of smell, I admire him!"
Feng Zheng was sincere in his words of admiration. If he hadn't known the inside story in advance, he wouldn't have been able to judge so accurately at a glance.