Hanging pot to help the world, I just want to live forever

Chapter 35 Don't ask the common people
"Brother Gu, why don't you continue to listen? I think the owner of the ink shop is very good!"

Being pulled away, Wang Mang was somewhat reluctant.

"Okay, what you said doesn't count." Gu Dan shook his head slightly.

Mo Qiu wanted to use his own theory of "wisdom of ghosts" to replace the unhealthy tendencies of seeking immortals and asking questions, and not doing business properly. The idea is certainly a good one.

However, how can people's selfish desires be smoothed out by telling some truths?
It's not that Emperor Zong Ming didn't try his best to rule it. It was after he worked hard that he felt that everything in the world was no longer attractive to him, so he started to completely mess it up.

Asking immortals is just a way, even if there are no alchemists and the like, maybe they will be nested in the palace as a carpenter.

Unless the emperor can be changed, Gu Dan doesn't think Mo Qiu's method is useful.

"Brother Gu thinks that the master of the ink shop is doing useless work? Then why don't you persuade him?" Wang Mang understood after a while, and asked immediately.

"How to persuade? Why should I persuade? Brother Mo wants to do something for the common people in the world. If I don't help, I would be considered heartless. Why bother to sarcasm and dissuade me? Doing something is better than doing nothing."

Gu Dan paused, and said: "Some people have a high status and enjoy all the support, but they only have one-third of an acre of land in their hearts. Some people have a humble status, but they really care about the people of the world. For the former, no matter how noble he is, He is also humble; for the latter, no matter how weak he is, he is respectable."

"Oh."

Wang Mang nodded half-understanding, feeling that adults are really troublesome.

In the 27th year of Zongming, the construction of Longevity Immortal Palace finally started.

The number of corvée that was launched did not reach 30. After all, Emperor Zong Ming was not old and faint, and he still had some ideas in his heart.

The first batch of tens of thousands of corvee workers were mostly sons-in-law and businessmen. The impact was actually not that great, and it was far from being a waste of money.

It's just that no one can say what the scale will be next time.

The only thing that is certain is that the construction of Longevity Immortal Palace is imperative and unstoppable.

In the same year, Mo Qiu left the Mohist martial arts school and began to promote his own ideas.

Because of the words of the family, after Mo Qiu gathered a group of followers who believed in his ideas, others began to call his ideas "Mohism", and those who followed him were Mohists.

The most important propositions of the Mohists are: Ming Gui, Tian Zhi, supplemented by exalting the virtuous, exalting the same, not fate, not joy, festival burial, and festival use.

There is no need to talk about Ming Gui, Tian Zhi is based on the guidelines established by Ming Gui, which is the highest standard, which is the Ming Law of the world.

Indistinctly, Mo Qiu seems to want to establish a sect.

In contrast, it was the alchemists who were extremely unhappy.

Mo Qiu's ghost almost pointed his nose at them and called them crooked, can this be tolerated?

It's just that the Qingfeng Temple can't find the immortals who appeared in the world, and the Mohists naturally can't find where the supreme ghosts and gods are.

The two sides quarreled and quarreled, most of them were verbal battles, which could be regarded as restraint.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Emperor Zongming was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a volume of Taoist scriptures, flipping through them quietly.

Eunuch Fang on the side walked over in small steps.

"What is there to play?"

At the age of fifty, Emperor Zong Ming was still full of energy, and he closed the Taoist scriptures casually.

"Your Majesty, there has suddenly been a Mohist in the imperial capital recently. The leader is called Mo Qiu. It is said that his martial arts skills are extraordinary, and most importantly, the philosophy he admires." Eunuch Fang described the recent events in the imperial capital carefully and in detail. fun.

Including not long ago, Qing Pingzi had a discussion with Mo Qiu in person, but he didn't win in the end.

This move made the Mohist school famous, and it finally deserved to be in the emperor's ears.

"Oh? Ming ghost? Punish evil and promote good."

The expression on Emperor Zong Ming's face made it impossible to see any joy or anger at all, "It's true that there hasn't been anything new in the imperial capital for a long time, and that Moqiu is pretty amazing if he can force Qing Pingzi back!"

As soon as this remark came out, Eunuch Fang immediately understood.

"Do you want to call Moqiu into the palace for a meeting?" Eunuch Fang asked caringly.

Although Emperor Zongming didn't go to court, he never let go of his control over the officials, and he often summoned all kinds of strange people from the people.

Even in the face of completely unbelieving Buddhists, he once summoned Zen Master Buwu to give a lecture on Buddhism for a few days.

He's really inclusive in that regard.

"Alright, I haven't seen outsiders for a long time, and the faces of all the officials are getting bored." Staring at the Taoist scripture in his hand, Emperor Zong Ming nodded slightly.

Eunuch Fang understood in his heart that the emperor is not tired of all the officials, but his tolerance for Qingfeng Temple is almost at the end.

After 15 years of seeking immortality, the annual consumption of pills alone is several 10 taels of silver, not counting other expenses.

But auspiciousness is presented wave after wave, so where is there any chance to ask?
Now the body of the dragon is still safe, but it is difficult to calm down and continue reading the Taoist scriptures that were regarded as the standard in the past. It is not bad for Mo Qiu who suddenly ran out to give Qingfengguan some eye drops.

The chance of entering the palace is much faster than Mo Qiu thought.

The Mo family had just gained some momentum, and had not done any major deeds to eradicate the violence, so they were suddenly summoned.

Mo Qiu can be described as having mixed feelings.

The happy thing is that Emperor Zong Ming is not completely ignorant of the outside world; the worry is that he can't guarantee that this visit to the palace will change Emperor Zong Ming's mind.

Summoning strange people is not the same as playing against the emperor and ministers. The former depends entirely on the emperor's likes and dislikes, and every word must be carefully considered.

A little carelessness made the emperor too lazy to listen, and the bamboo basket fetched water in vain.

If he accidentally offends Long Yan, it's hard to say whether he can leave a whole body, and it may even endanger relatives and friends.

Didn't you see that when the second prince persuaded him in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he was directly thrown to the bitter cold frontier, and indirectly helped to establish the prince.

The importance of it still needs to be carefully considered.

Unknowingly, time passed, Moqiu bathed and burned incense, and the time for the emperor to summon him had come.

After the inspection by the palace guards, the two father-in-laws led him to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Based on the breath alone, Mo Qiu can be sure that the martial arts of these two father-in-laws have definitely reached the pinnacle.

This is not counting the Forbidden Army staying outside.

Obviously, to summon a dangerous strongman like him, the precautions must be extremely strict.

Following the two father-in-laws into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Mo Qiu saw Emperor Zong Ming at a glance.

Emperor Zongming was dressed in a Taoist robe without any other decorations. His spirit was radiant and his eyes were bright. He looked Moqiu carefully, clapped his hands and said, "He is indeed a good man. Come here and give me a seat!"

A chair was brought over and put away ten steps away from the emperor.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Mo Qiu bowed and saluted.

His height is different from ordinary people. If he is standing, he will inevitably be looked up to. Having a chair can somewhat alleviate these embarrassments.

"I heard that a few days ago, Qing Pingzi asked you to argue, but you were speechless?" Zong Mingdi sat on the chair with one hand resting on his cheek, looking very relaxed, "The Ming that you mentioned What do ghosts mean?"

(End of this chapter)