Liu Xuande would never be a succubus of the Eastern Han Dynasty!

"Yes."

"You previously said that your current body was forged by your 'original body' using mechanical techniques to separate your memories and a portion of your consciousness?"

"Yes, it is."

"Finally, in your impression, the Mo family leader was always virtuous and gentle. It was only because the arrangements of all the states were destroyed at the same time that she fell into complete madness?"

"Yes……"

Mo Tong could hardly utter a complete sentence.

Liu Bei sighed leisurely.

Although there had been speculations before, such as whether Mo Tong's real body might have died, and whether Mo Tong might be the 'vessel' of the Mo family leader, etc., no one expected this result.

in other words.

'Mo Tong', the descendant of the founder of the Mohist school, had actually died a long time ago.

Moreover, judging from the handwriting and date of birth on the coffin, she had probably been dead for a long time.

"So the Mohist master isn't trying to revive our founder," Liu Bei revealed the truth, "but rather to revive his descendants, meaning you... Mo Tong."

Mo Tong still didn't take up the conversation.

She wondered, if all this was true, then what was all this in her memory?

False memory?

Is she really Mo Tong?

Or is it just a girl with the same name and the same memories.

In this case, the founder of the Mohist school had actually been dead for thousands of years. Although the Mohist master had the corresponding obsession, what really drove him crazy was not his own wear and tear, but the death of the descendants of the Mohist founder.

The protector of Mohism.

The Tao is the way of universal harmony, and the people it protects are the descendants of the founder of Mohism.

And everything that happened in those memories was actually true, with just slight differences.

Some of them happened during his lifetime, and some happened after his death... At least, Mo Tong remembered that he had "observed" Liu Bei for a very long time.

So, why did the great Mohist leader ignite the war, make friends with Western Taoists, set up killing arrays... and so on?

"I'm afraid it can't be stopped."

Liu Bei knew exactly what Mo Tong was thinking and replied, "Initially, her motivation was to revive you, but as you revived, she gradually developed a greater desire—to revive the founder of the Mohist school."

"Putting aside the distinction between good and evil, from this point of view alone, the Mohist master is indeed no longer a machine or an elf, but a true human being."

Only human desires are like rolling stones on a mountain. Once they start, they can never be stopped.

So, either don’t do it, or do it completely.

"I... am a little confused..." Mo Tong didn't know what expression to show, "I, need to calm down."

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Liu Bei reached out and touched Mo Tong's head, and the latter buried his head in his arms.

The great Mohist master could have never revealed this secret, but why did she reveal the location of this place before she died?

This is not a hidden murderous plan. There is no sign of living people in the entire underground.

I'm afraid the most complete "Mohist heritage" is preserved here.

"heritage?"

Liu Bei suddenly realized something, and then looked at Mo Tong thoughtfully.

A Mo Tong who has experienced hardships and separation may be the most abundant legacy of the entire Mo family.

"It's just a little cruel."

-

Liu Bei didn't have to wait too long.

Although Mo Tong looks delicate and innocent, she has a firmness in her bones that cannot be underestimated.

Soft outside and strong inside.

After she recovered from her negative emotions, she stretched out her hand to Liu Bei and said, "Xuan De, let's make a deal."

"What deal?"

"You should bury me here first."

"…it is good."

Liu Bei and Mo Tong took the glazed coffin out of the tree trunk together. Then they dug a huge hole in the ground and threw a lot of weeds and dead branches into it.

"Clap."

Then, Liu Bei threw the lit tinder into the fire, and the fire started instantly.

Mo Tong raised his head in the vast smoke and said:

"From now on, Mo Tong, the descendant of the Mo family, will be completely dead, and I... will survive as your wife and the great master of the Mo family."

This seems to have been decided long ago.

But Mo Tong has now admitted it herself, which is not easy for an innocent girl to say.

"But," she continued, "promise me that you will bring peace to the world."

The world is unified.

These four words carry great weight. This is the highest goal pursued by all idealists, but how many people have died on this road since ancient times?

Liu Bei smiled and shook his head at first under Mo Tong's gaze, then corrected himself: "The great unity of the world cannot be achieved by one person alone, it requires the support of everyone."

He held out his hand and said in a light and powerful voice:

"So, Mo Tong, are you willing to join me in recreating a prosperous era, where the people can live and work in peace and contentment, where foreign enemies dare not invade our Central Plains, and where we can expand our territory by thousands of miles... and ultimately, bring about universal peace and harmony under heaven?"

Chapter 6: Calling Sister

On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the snowflakes hit the glazed windows and shattered into pearl tassels swaying on Jia Xu's temples.

The heat from the magistrate's mansion's floor drain dampened Lu Zhi's apricot-red skirt. She was fiddling with the plum blossom-scented cakes in her gilded hand warmer with silver scissors when she suddenly noticed Jia Xu's fingers tapping the "Wei" position on the chessboard.

That star pattern corresponds to Shangjun County in Bingzhou.

"When Emperor Wenhe governed Shouchun, his policies were clear and his laws were strict, which led to great peace and order."

The silver thread wrapped around Lu Zhi's wrist suddenly straightened, stretching the tea into a topographical map of Bingzhou. "But you've used up the last of your family's resources to facilitate Xuande's appointment as governor of Shangjun. This is a bit too extravagant."

Jia Xu's crimson shawl swept down the chess basket, and her red-haired fingertips brushed across the chess pieces:

"The world is about to fall into chaos, and the Xianbei will surely rebel. I simply hope to gain a little blessing for Master Xuande in the process."

Rui Feng's eyes narrowed suddenly, reflecting the scene of Liu Bei helping Mo Tong up in the snow. "Let's not talk about me anymore. But this little girl named Mo Tong is really interesting."

Mr. Lu did not take up the conversation.

Although she was in Wu County, Yangzhou, her colleagues in Luoyang would regularly send her secret letters of intelligence from the court, and she learned one thing from them - the people of the Jia family, after paying a large sum of money to bribe the eunuchs, got the opportunity to meet the emperor alone.

Afterwards, the emperor ordered Liu Bei to go to Shangjun as the prefect.

Jia Xu's family was not very large, far from being comparable to the three families of Cao, Yuan and Yang. This was probably the only chance they had to speak up and make suggestions.

But Jia Xu resolutely urged Liu Bei to go to Bingzhou. This move... must have a purpose.

Master Lu originally didn't want to pay attention to this matter. Even if the entire Jia family was destroyed, it had nothing to do with her, but this time her beloved disciple was involved.

Then we must check it.

"Miss Mo is just a pitiful person carrying a heavy burden. There is nothing interesting about her."

Master Lu said calmly, "Rather than mentioning her, I'm actually more concerned about what you think."

"..."

"Lu Gongmingjian~"

Jia Xu's jade earrings suddenly burst, and the flying jade chips spelled out the word "Xianbei" on the chessboard.

"I'm a simple-minded woman, and I don't think much. I just think that Master Xuande might have better prospects in the north. After all, in our time, military merit is very important, isn't it?"

She rang the golden bell on her wrist, startling the dormant fire moths in the charcoal brazier and sending them flying. "Don't worry, I will go with Master Xuande and I promise I won't let him suffer any harm."

"..."

Mr. Lu calmly looked at the woman who seemed somewhat "ordinary" at first glance.

This person has kept a very low profile in the past, and apart from the reputation brought by the "witty little stories" that were circulated as usual, there are no other rumors about him.

However, when she first came into contact with official duties in Shouchun County, she showed great talent, and her efficiency was even comparable to that of an entire prefecture in the past.

At that time, Master Lu often felt that her disciple had picked up a treasure, but in the subsequent process, she gradually discovered the "darkness" in this girl's bones.

There are actually only three types of capable ministers in the world: ministers who save the world, ministers who govern the world, and... ministers who rule the world in troubled times.

It is worth mentioning that the ministers in troubled times are by no means treacherous ministers or rebellious ministers, but rebellious ministers.

Such people usually have extremely high talents, but lack the corresponding character. Whenever the times are in great turmoil, they will be born into the world.

From the way Jia Xu handled some government affairs, Master Lu discovered that this person was not bound by rules and laws. He usually used whatever was most practical and had no bottom line principles at all.

How could Master Lu feel at ease with such a person staying by his beloved disciple's side?

Perhaps sensing her worry, Jia Xu smiled and said, "Lord Lu, you worry too much. I am a sword. Whether it is sharp or not, and who is the enemy, all of these depend on the decision made by the sword holder."

Loyalty and filial piety are still highly advocated in this era. No matter what you think in your heart, you must be extremely loyal in public.

Master Lu did not let Jia Xu get away with it and asked directly: "So, is Xuande your sword bearer?"

"of course."

Jia Xu smiled leisurely: "In this world, there is no one more suitable to be a sword wielder than him... After all, when a person chooses a sword, the sword also chooses the person."

"Only when man and sword achieve perfect harmony can one become invincible, isn't that right?"

“…He really found a treasure.”

Mrs. Lu knew in her heart that Jia Xu certainly had not told the whole story, but she did not care.

All you need to know is that this person is loyal to Liu Bei. As for other plans and secret tactics... they are not important.

Anyway, in the end, the worst that can happen is to kill it with one arrow.

"Lord Lu, what you said is not true," Jia Xu said with a sweet smile, "It's not that Lord Xuande found the sword, but I, Jia Xu, found the right person to hold it."

"..."

Hearing this, Mrs. Lu hesitated to speak, then lowered her head to look at the chessboard - before she knew it, she had been checkmated.

One step behind.

Surprise flashed across his eyes, and then Master Lu whispered, "...He's back."

-

When Liu Bei and Mo Tong returned to the Wu County Magistrate's Mansion, he saw a familiar figure at a glance and said with a smile: "Wenhe, you are here too."

At this time, Jia Xu was leaning against the gate. Her crimson silk long skirt was stretched out at the waist and hips like the curve of a ripe peach. The snow-white long legs that were faintly visible under the high slit were curled lazily like a fox tail.

Those auspicious phoenix eyes seemed to be naturally affectionate, with cinnabar used to draw an upward arc at the end of the eyes, and eyelashes like spider silk stained with night dew. When she lowered her eyes, she concealed the calculations flowing in her pupils, but when she raised her eyes, they burst out with the brilliance of a fox hunting.

There is always a half-smile on the corner of his lips, as if he is holding a piece of candy coated with arsenic, which makes people want to lick it even though they know the danger.

"Yes, I missed you, so I came to see you."

As she walked across the snow wrapped in a cloak with a black fox fur collar, the fluffy fur brushed against her neck, contrasting with the fox-shaped earrings hanging from her ears.

Jia Xu leaned in very close, and when he spoke, the last words were lingering, like a fox licking an ear bone:

"Your Excellency and Xu have been separated for so long, how come there's no correspondence at all? Could it be that you've already forgotten me?"

Hearing this, before Liu Bei could say anything, Mo Tong beside him frowned and said, "Where did you come from, fox?"

"…hehe."

Jia Xu's smile remained unchanged, but his voice was slightly colder: "I am Xuande's cousin, Liu Xu, also known as Fox. I am very happy to meet you."