The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1048 Nuclear Powered Cattle and Horses [Subscription*Monthly Tickets]

It would be most appropriate to hand it over to Fu Nian. With Fu Nian's sword of power, I'm afraid Jing Tianming will be as obedient as a quail.

However, the two of them will inevitably have conflicting tempers, and if something funny happens, the Mohist School will also be embarrassed.

Therefore, the most suitable candidate is still Yan Lu.

With Yan Lu's personality, there is no one he cannot get along with.

Therefore, if Jing Tianming becomes Yan Lu's disciple, he will never be able to leave Xiaoshengxianzhuang again in this life.

Yan Lu, who prefers quietness to activity, can make Jing Tianming understand what cruelty is.

And if Yan Yan remembered correctly, the hero that Jing Tianming imagined should be a great scholar like Yan Lu who was as quiet as a virgin.

"Master Yan Lu?" Jing Ke also hesitated.

This option was not really within their range of choices. It was not that Yan Lu was not qualified, but that they did not think of it at the moment.

Yan Lu was the disciple of the previous Sword Saint, and he himself was also one of the two heroes of Qi and Lu, the second in command of the Confucian Minor Sage Village, and the patriarch of the Yan family.

The first two are easy to explain, as they can be said to have been under the protection of Sword Saint Wuming, but no one has ever known how he became the head of the Yan family.

It was like it suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

The Yan family is not an ordinary branch of Confucianism.

If Yan Hui had not died early, he would have become the only leader of Confucianism after Confucius, and there would not have been the 72 rebels of Confucianism later.

Confucius was not the founder of Confucianism. Confucianism existed long before Confucius. Even Confucius himself failed to integrate Confucianism. In Confucius' time, there were also Confucianists such as Zuo Qiuming who competed with him.

Yan Hui is indeed the only great figure who can convince all Confucianists.

Therefore, when Yan Hui passed away, Confucius cried loudly and said, "Heaven has forsaken me, Heaven has forsaken me!"

Obviously, Confucius also believed that Yan Hui was his successor, and he also foresaw that there would be chaos in Confucianism after his death.

However, Yan Lu’s sudden death meant that Confucius did not have enough time to train a successor who could take on the responsibility.

Yan Lu was able to become the head of the Yan family without any notice, and it was obvious that his methods were not simple.

"Will Master Yan Lu agree?" Jing Ke was also a little afraid of Yan Lu.

Even Fu Nian didn't put that much pressure on him.

At least Fu Nian values ​​etiquette and rules. As long as the courtesy is appropriate and the status is appropriate, Fu Nian will accept it.

This is how a gentleman can deceive others.

But Yan Lu is different. He is too quiet, so no one understands his hobbies, his interests, and his criteria for selecting disciples.

The one who is flawless is Yan Lu.

Even how Yan Lu and Gongsun Linglong fell in love with each other and got together is still the most controversial issue among the Hundred Schools of Thought.

The unofficial history written by novelists about the two people has the most versions and the largest audience.

"I taught you that if it doesn't work, you can take Tianming and kneel at the gate of Xiaoshengxian Manor. After all, Yan Lu is the head of the Yan family, the second in command of Xiaoshengxian Manor, and the husband of Minister Gongsun. You have to be careful about the impact." Yan Yan said with a smile.

"Is this possible?" Jing Ke was stunned.

"Remember, gentlemen are actually the easiest to bully. Confucian scholars who are virtuous are also born to be bullied."

Jing Ke looked at Yan Yan in confusion and asked, "Do you believe what you said?"
If you bully the great Confucian scholars, they will kill you openly or secretly. Let me tell you something. If you don't understand the truth, I also know a little bit about fighting.

In particular, Yan Yan is one of the most recognized literary masters of his time.

But how many of those who have offended Yan Yan are still alive?
If I hear the truth in the morning, can I die in the evening?
Yan Yan's explanation here is that if you know the way to your home in the morning, you can die in the evening.

Then there was Yan Yan, the Confucian literary master, who took the lead, and most of the Confucian disciples followed suit. Who knows what Yan Lu is like!

"Even if Yan Lu doesn't want to accept it, he won't refuse directly, but will set some thresholds. As the son of a great Mohist master, how could he not be able to pass the test of Master Yan Lu?" Yan Yan touched his nose, it seemed that he had indeed led the Confucian tradition astray.

Ah~ Bah~ How could it be wrong? This is what Confucianism should be like. "Will Master Yan Lu come to Han Fei's wedding?" Jing Ke could not stand the provocation.

It would be a great shame if the leader of the Mohist school personally took his son to study at the Confucian school and was rejected.

As for the struggle between Confucianism and Mohism, in fact, he, Fu Nian and Xunzi don’t really care about it now.

The academic dispute does not affect their personal relationship.

"Maybe...should...come, right?" Yan Yan was not sure.

It seems that I heard Mo Ya mention it before, that Fu Nian and Xunzi both went out to the sea with Daojia and Wei Ju to hunt Kunpeng.

It seems that Yan Lu is the only person in charge of the entire Xiaoshengxian Manor, so Yan Yan is not sure whether Yan Lu can come.

"I'll go back and ask Li Ji!" Jing Ke suddenly remembered that he couldn't make the decision.

In public, he is a leader of the Mohist school, but the real Mohist school is led by Gongsun Liji.

So whether in the Mohist school or at home, Gongsun Li Ji is actually the one in charge.

"I don't expect you to make a decision!" Yan Yan laughed without any scruples.

Of course, he could only joke so unscrupulously with Jing Ke.

"By the way, I came here today to tell you something important, but I almost forgot." Jing Ke suddenly slapped his head and said.

"What's the matter?" Yan Yan was curious.

"It's about the development north of the Dalingh River. It's the mechanical white tiger that you asked us Mohists to modify. We made the wooden ox, but..." Jing Ke frowned, not knowing how to explain for a moment.

"Wooden ox?" Yan Yan paused, it seemed to be in line with the style of Mohism.

"Well, that's right, it can't stop." Jing Ke said helplessly.

"Fuck! Nuclear-powered cows and horses!" Yan Yan exclaimed.

Is this a problem?
This is an advantage, okay!

As long as they are not killed, they will be used to death. Women are used like men and men are used like oxen and horses. Isn't this the style of Bingzhou?

I didn’t expect that after the Mohists came to Bingzhou, they adapted so quickly and even made mechanical beasts that were nuclear-powered cattle and horses.

"The key is that the farmer Chiyoutang is too useless. They asked them to make a sled, but it broke down. It's so embarrassing!" Jing Ke said helplessly.

"..." Yan Yan was silent.

We have nuclear-powered cattle and horses, but the vehicles can’t keep up?

"And there's no one controlling it, so who knows where this thing can run to before stopping." Jing Ke continued.

"..." Yan Yan was silent again.

It turns out that not only the vehicle couldn't keep up, but the people were also exhausted.

“Don’t tell me that the Wooden Ox No. 1 from your Mohist experiment ran away and we couldn’t find it?” Yan Yan suddenly reacted.

If it was just a nuclear-powered cow or horse, then Jing Ke would not have come to talk to him specifically, but would have gone straight to the person in charge to criticize their crap.

So, there is only one result: Mohist experimental subjects ran away, were lost, and could not be found.

"Yes, yes, yes, big brother still understands me!" Jing Ke nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"How long have you been running?" Yan Yan's mouth twitched.

"Three months!" Jing Ke said awkwardly.

"What!" Yan Yan exclaimed. You've been running for three months and you're only saying this now.

"Before, we thought it would stop if it ran out of power, but then the masters at the back got together and realized that since the power and shape of the wooden ox were all handled by different masters, they all added all sorts of things to it, and it became like this now. It can't stop at all, and we lost it!"

(End of this chapter)