The guard was startled, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"Chief, how can these warriors know who we are?"
Seeing this, the young man couldn't help but have a flash of disdain in his eyes.
"What? I've never heard of the Ink Master. Who knows if the Ink Master is a name you picked up yourself? If you don't accept it, you can fight with me for three hundred rounds!"
The guard stared at the young man.
Although they were sent to Lijiazhuang to guard Zhuangzi, they were also imperial guards. The names they had never heard of must be some small forces!
"I hope this general will forgive me!"
The middle-aged man glared hard at the dissatisfied young man, then turned around, quickly bowed his hand to the guard with an apologetic smile on his face.
"We are also craftsmen who are proficient in craftsmanship and production. Just like King Jin, we can make some objects and mechanisms. We are still somewhat different from the master craftsmen who will serve as supervisors!"
"Um?"
The guard looked shocked and glanced at the middle-aged man suspiciously.
Isn't this guy a liar?
"Please also ask the general to report to the king and ask for an audience with the Mohist Le Tai!"
The middle-aged man was angry, but he still held back and said.
"A certain one is responsible for guarding this road. If you want to report it to the king, you need to go to the guards at the entrance of the village to see the king!" the guard said slowly.
"Then you are still here to stop me from waiting?"
Hearing this, everyone on the band stage and behind him couldn't help but look furious.
"What?"
Seeing this, the imperial guard snorted coldly, made a "clang" sound, and pointed the horizontal knife in his hand at Bandai and others.
Le Tai and others suddenly looked shocked and quickly took a step back.
"What happened?"
Seeing the imperial guard drawing his sword, the steward Li Chang quickly came over.
"Going back to the housekeeper, these craftsmen want to see the king, but they don't want to pay to enter the village!"
The guard quickly reported to the housekeeper.
"Um?"
Hearing this, Li Chang looked solemn and looked at Le Tai and others.
"You're such a slanderous fellow!"
Bandai looked anxious.
"Why are you standing here and not paying to get in?" the guard asked.
"Shuzi!"
Le Tai's expression froze, and his eyes were filled with sadness.
Then, he sighed softly and saluted Li Chang: "This steward, we are the masters of ink. I heard that His Highness King Jin is proficient in the art of mechanism and forging, so we came here to see you!"
"The Mohist?"
Hearing this, Li Chang's expression changed slightly, and he stared at Bandai and others with a solemn expression. He looked at them carefully for a long time, with a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.
"Are you really a master of ink?"
"Absolutely true!"
Seeing that Li Chang seemed to really know them, Le Tai couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
"We dare not deceive the king!"
"Come in with me!"
Li Chang nodded slightly and walked in with these people.
When Li Chang spoke, the imperial guards would naturally not stop him.
Along the way, Li Chang didn't take the initiative to ask questions.
However, a pair of eyes glanced at the group of ink masters behind him from time to time.
And when these ink masters saw the powerful tools such as the thousand-pound crane and the scaffolding made by the king, their eyes were full of appreciation and admiration, but there was no sign of surprise or shock.
Seeing this, Li Chang finally felt relieved.
Even if these Mohist rulers are not true Mohist descendants, they still have some Mohist inheritance.
"Please wait a moment again, and I will report it to the king right now!"
In front of the last guard of Lijiazhuang, Li Chang stopped and said to the group of Mohists behind him.
"Excuse me, the housekeeper!"
Bandai quickly handed over his thanks.
Li Chang nodded lightly and walked in quickly.
"Reporting to your Majesty, there is a group of people outside the village who claim to be Mohists and want to see your Majesty!"
"The Mohist?"
Li Xuan, who was being dragged to drink tea by Li Chengqian and others, was stunned when he heard this.
Li Chengqian's expression changed slightly.
"Master, those who govern Mohism are descendants of the Mohist family!"
"Heir of the Mo family?"
Li Xuan was startled and asked quickly: "Is he the great son of the Mo family?"
"Almost the same!"
After thinking slowly for a moment, Li Chengqian said: "If there are a group of Mohists, there must be a great Mohist among them! However, it seems that since the Qin and Han Dynasties, the Mohist family has declined, and so far we have not heard of a Mohist or a great Mohist.
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"Let them in!"
Li Xuan didn't care whether the Mo family was in decline or not, and quickly said to Li Chang.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Li Chang responded and walked out quickly.
Within a moment, Li Chang led a group of people dressed as farmers and walked in.
"Your Majesty, the ink master has been brought!"
"The little man who governs Mohism, Letai, pays homage to His Highness the King of Jin!"
Although he was surprised that His Majesty the King of Jin lived in such a small house, Le Tai quickly bowed his hands and saluted.
"Are you the great son of the Mo family?"
Li Xuan looked at it curiously. The middle-aged man in front of him was just like an ordinary farmer. He was dressed in a clean burlap sleeved robe, revealing black and yellow tendons. Instead, he had a pair of bright black eyes, which made Li Xuan slightly surprised.
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. Since the Han Dynasty, our Mohist family has only had Mohists, not great ones!"
The band's expression darkened, and he bowed his hands.
"It doesn't matter, I don't care much about these things!"
Li Xuan waved his hand casually and confirmed that the Mohist named Letai in front of him was the leader of this group of Mohist descendants.
"Where did you come from, and why are you looking for me?"
"Back to your Majesty, we heard that your Majesty is proficient in craftsmanship and production skills, so we came here to pay our respects!"
A flash of surprise flashed in Le Tai's eyes. There were actually powerful people, and they saw the heirs of the Mo family so calm.
"Then what?"
Li Xuan was startled.
"This? Your Majesty..."
Le Tai and others were also stunned. This sentence made him unable to deal with it. Shouldn't King Jin be enthusiastic about recruiting them as Mohists?
"Are you just here to see me?"
Seeing this, Li Xuan had a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
Realizing that King Jin was different from ordinary people, Le Tai's expression changed slightly and he quickly handed over his hand: "May I ask if your Majesty has inherited the Mohist family?"
"Be bold!"
"How dare you, who are just practicing Mohism, question Master like this!"
Hearing this, Li Chengqian, Cheng Chusi and others couldn't help but turned cold and shouted loudly.
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I just saw that Your Majesty made such a strange thing, so I was a little curious!"
Le Tai said quickly.
"pull out?"
Li Xuan looked confused.
"Your Majesty, this is the object that the craftsmen below are using that can easily lift heavy objects!"
Le Tai said slowly: "Pull out and withdraw back, it's just a matter of thinness."
"Pull means strong. Ying means powerless. You don't have to stop it by applying it. The rope is used to control the plucking, just like stabbing it with a cone. Plug, the long and heavy ones go down, the short and light ones go up; the upper ones get better, and the lower ones go up.
The more you lose, the more you lose. If the rope is straight and the weights are equal, then it stops. When you pull it back, the one above will lose more, and the one below will gain more. If the rope above has all its weight, then it will be pulled out..."
Hearing this, Li Xuan couldn't help but be surprised.
Although these ancient sayings are a bit convoluted, Li Xuan still got the general idea.
What we are talking about is the fixed pulley principle and the lever principle.
"I didn't expect Mozi's wisdom to be so shocking!"
Li Xuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "However, I have never received any inheritance from the Mohist family, and I thought of the Thousand Jin Diao by myself!"
"I see, we misunderstood Your Highness!"
Hearing this, a trace of disappointment flashed in Le Tai's eyes.
Then, looking at Li Xuan, his face was full of surprise again.
"However, what surprises us is that we didn't expect that His Highness King Jin is not only so talented in the art of mechanism, but also has an acting style that is so similar to that of our Mo family!"