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

These three people...

Sun Jian did not despise the new prefect because she was a woman. On the contrary, he felt a very dangerous feeling in his heart.

The man on the stage wasn't some new governor at all; he was clearly a giant tiger from the Northeast emitting murderous aura!

The young man sitting on his left was dressed in black, with a restrained aura and a calm and gentle gaze. He looked like a handsome gentleman.

But he has a face that can make everyone fascinated.

The people Sun Jian brought with him were all his trusted confidants, each of them a brave and unparalleled warrior. But now, after seeing this young man, they just froze in their places, staring at him without blinking...

“…You guys should step back first.”

He shouted lowly.

"Ah, but the County Magistrate..."

"It doesn't matter."

"only."

In order to prevent these subordinates from losing all their face, Sun Jian had to ask them to leave quickly.

It's so funny. I brought this group of people here to show off, but they started drooling as soon as they met me. If I stay any longer, I'm afraid I'll be embarrassed.

Led by their servants, the warriors went to the guest rooms for rest.

Only Master Lu and his two companions and Sun Jian were left on the field.

"County Magistrate Sun, please take a seat first."

Master Lu urged again.

"I thank you, Your Excellency," Sun Jian said, shaking his head. "But I am only a warrior without much manners. I always prefer to talk while standing still."

Before Master Lu could speak, Jia Xu immediately said with a smile: "You are joking, County Magistrate. A warrior cannot be the County Magistrate."

"Indeed, my official position is merely a result of my parents' reputation, so it's not worth discussing," Sun Jian paused for a moment, "not to mention that I'm no longer an official."

"?"

"Excuse me, who is this..."

"The daughter of the Wuwei Jia family, Jia Xu and Jia Wenhe," Master Lu introduced, "and this is my disciple, Liu Xuande."

Sun Jian immediately clasped his fists and said, "I see. My surname is Sun, my given name is Jian, and my courtesy name is Wentai. Nice to meet you three gentlemen."

"boom--"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pot of wine was thrown from the front at an extremely fast speed.

Sun Jian's eyes moved, and he subconsciously reached out to catch it. Then he heard the young man say:

"Hahaha, meeting each other is fate. Besides, I am just a beardless kid. Why do you need to address me as an adult, Brother Wentai? Just call me a kid."

"…Ha ha."

Sun Jian looked at the drink in his hand, then at the fair-faced young man, and couldn't help but let out a few hearty laughs:

"Master Xuande, there is no need to be shallow. Jian carries an official position and knows the hardships it brings. What he has seen since entering the city is wonderful. This is enough to honor you as masters. I respect you all."

He then downed the drink in one gulp.

"At the beginning of the month, Jian received a letter from the prefect. Since the two places had different officials, to save the prefect trouble, Jian resigned from his position as county magistrate, citing the birth of a little girl as an excuse."

"Thus, Jian, a commoner, should have stayed home to take care of my daughter. However, Jian felt deeply concerned about the affairs of his country and family, so he came to discuss the matter of the Mo thieves with those of high ideals."

Mohist Chapter: Chapter 14: Universal Love? Universal Killing!

Happy New Year to everyone!

Liu Bei sat next to the main seat, staring at the stern-looking man in front of him.

When people in later generations talk about Sun Wu and Jiangdong, the first thing that comes to mind is "Jiangdong is full of rats", but if we talk about its celebrities, one is the fierce tiger Sun Jian, and the other is the little tyrant Sun Ce.

This father and son were extremely brave in battle, and each of them became the founder of the future Eastern Wu regime.

By the way, Hua Xiong was not killed by Erye, and of course not by Wen Jiu, but by Sun Jian in front of him.

Sun Jian was a man of brave character, great martial arts skills, and wisdom. He could be described as a fierce general.

It is also the only army among the future joint forces of the princes to fight against Dong Zhuo that can win a head-on battle with Dong Zhuo's army.

Although this had a lot to do with the internal discord within the alliance of princes, the opening of champagne at halftime, and mutual suspicion, it was still enough to show Sun Jian's bravery.

If we can get such a powerful general, he will definitely be our right-hand man if there are any major events in the future.

Not to mention, his son...and his daughter later became the famous 'Little Overlord of Jiangdong Sun Ce Sun Bofu'. With the help of the father and daughter, what could not be accomplished?

When Liu Bei thought of this, he shook his head slightly again.

Whether it is Sun Jian or Sun Ce, this father and daughter both have the potential to be leaders. Although they will be discouraged by the situation, as long as they have the opportunity, they will break away from the pool and turn into a real dragon in the sky.

Can Liu Bei really subdue these two real dragons?

...No, I'm not even afraid of Cao Cao and Gongsun Zan, so what should I worry about?

At worst, I can just sell off some of my looks.

Alas, this is all for the sake of the Han people, it’s not shabby.

Liu Bei thought for a moment, then said, "Brother Wentai, there's no need to act so pretentiously. You and I both know the dangers of Mo. As fellow travelers, our status and reputations have nothing to do with each other. We should work together to defeat the enemy."

"...Yes, Master Xuande is absolutely right."

Sun Jian was stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect that Liu Bei, who was so young, could actually look at the problem from the perspective of the overall situation.

It is easy to talk about having a big picture view, but very few people can do it, let alone those who are in high positions or have prominent backgrounds.

These two types of people are bound by the power in their hands and are often unable to stand in the right position to deal with problems.

When people have the power of life and death over others, killing is always easier than apologizing.

Although Liu Bei in front of him was neither in a high position nor had a prominent family background, his wife possessed both of these qualities. With her as a backer, Liu Bei could completely transform into a celestial dragon and act arbitrarily without anyone saying anything to him.

But he has such a broad perspective, not to mention that he is still young.

Sun Jian thought that he was still playing with his peers, but Liu Bei in front of him was already sitting next to the prefect.

Fate is really unpredictable.

Sun Jian put away his unnecessary thoughts, took out a mask from the bag on his waist, and held it in front of him so that Liu Bei and the other two could see it clearly.

The mask was bronze in color and resembled an eagle. It looked ferocious and terrifying, with many unknown patterns painted on the edges.

Liu Bei naturally knew where the mask came from, and his expression darkened. "...I was wondering why we couldn't find the main barbarian army anywhere. It turns out their main force is hiding in Wujun."

Although the Lujiang barbarians moved to the hinterland, some of their traditions and superstitions remained unchanged. For example, they were not allowed to spit out food they had eaten, otherwise they would dig a hole under the military tent and bury the food on the spot.

For example, when barbarian warriors went into battle, they needed to wear bronze masks to intimidate the enemy.

This bronze mask was undoubtedly made by the barbarians.

The dim light of the waning moon seeped through the window lattice, and Sun Ce's dark cloak was still stained with frost from the Huai River ferry.

Suddenly, he clasped the bronze mask with his five fingers and pressed it down on the sandalwood table with a "bang", which startled the teacup in Jia Xu's hand and caused ripples to appear.

The mask's beast mouth with bared fangs was facing Liu Bei, and dark green copper rust was condensed deep in the eye sockets, as if it had devoured a lonely soul for a hundred years.

It was because of this action that Liu Bei discovered the abnormality.

"Brother Wentai, wait a minute—" His index finger hovered over the shadow of the fangs, "The rust here is trending differently."

"Xuan De has a really good eye!"

Sun Ce raised his eyebrows, and the red gold wristband hit the beast mask with a sound like a dragon's roar. As his wrist turned, the left side of the mask faced the moonlight hanging from the eaves, and spider-web-like marks appeared among the mottled copper-green spots.

Lu Zhi's eyebrows trembled slightly in the light and shadow, his delicate hands unconsciously pressed on the remaining scroll of "Zhou Bi Suanjing", and his breathing became slightly rapid.

“Kill and kill!”

Jia Xu's thin, low voice was as soft as a mosquito or fly, weak and silent, but to the ears of others, it was like a golden needle dropped in a quiet environment.

On the mask, the two characters emerged fiercely from the depths of the copper rust. Each stroke seemed to have been carved out with a broken halberd, and dark red dirt accumulated in the depressions.

Sun Ce's fingertips traced the crack at the end of the character "杀" (kill) and he suddenly chuckled, "It does bear some resemblance to the insect-bird seal script on the seal."

Liu Bei's eyes were fixed on Lu Zhi's slightly pale face - she seemed to be thinking about something, and it was obvious that she knew some inside information.

“…These two words are undoubtedly from Mohists.”

Master Lu slowly stood up, and Liu Bei quickly supported him, and then the two of them came to the bronze mask together.

Master Lu reached out and lightly touched the words "and kill" on the bronze mask, frowning and saying:

"Ancient texts record that over time, the Mohists gradually split into two factions. One faction refused to assimilate into other schools of thought, and so retreated to the mountains to concentrate on their research, and has since disappeared."

"Another school adhered to the doctrine of universal love and non-aggression, but because it was not valued, it gradually became distorted. In the end, 'universal love' became 'universal killing'. The idea they accepted was to stop killing with killing and to rule the world with chaos."

"This extremely distorted ideology was naturally intolerable to the world. In the name of calming the chaos, the imperial court ordered local officials to arrest and convict Mohists. As for ideology, the Hundred Schools of Thought absorbed some of its doctrines, while most of it gradually disappeared and died out, no longer being remembered by the world."

"…The governor is truly knowledgeable."

Sun Jian immediately clasped his fists and bowed his head, saying, "I am not a talented person. My ancestors have always regarded the capture of Mohists as their mission, and they have left behind notes and related documents. Only then can I know the secrets of the Mohists."

"Back then, countless Mohists suffered casualties, but they firmly believed that an extremely influential individual, along with many of their remaining disciples, found a place suitable for survival and development, and thus managed to survive."

Sun Jian's expression was extremely serious. This tall and imposing man spoke with a hint of resentment:

"Our ancestors often ordered us to fight against Mohism. Now, we must follow our ancestors' orders and root out these unruly Mohists one by one."

"However, the world is currently in turmoil. Although Jian has repeatedly petitioned the governor of Wujun, he has received no response. Although Jian knows that allowing the Mohists' actions will inevitably lead to a greater conspiracy, no matter how great a man is, he can only be one man."

"One man against dozens of men is a hero, but against the entire remnant of the Mozhe, that is foolish."

"So, I waited in Wujun," Sun Jian raised his head and gazed at Liu Bei. "Fortunately, Heaven has mercy on us, allowing all these heroes to come and join me...in attacking Mo!"

Mohist Tales: Chapter 15: Zuo Ci Wants to Stay in His Brother's Arms Forever

“…All matters in this world are nothing more than fame and power.”

Master Lu gazed at the words 'all-inclusive killing' on the bronze mask and sighed quietly, "Thousands of years ago, the various schools of thought, forming alliances and alliances, with Legalism, Mohism, Confucianism, and Taoism dominating the world... But now, Confucianism, Legalism, and Taoism have become one, while Mohism has become a stagnant force, ultimately forgetting the teachings of the ancient philosophers. The so-called universal love and non-aggression have now been replaced by universal killing."

"Time is also fate."

Then, she turned to look at Liu Bei and said softly, "Xuan De, do you still remember why we studied?"

Liu Bei immediately bowed his head and replied in a resounding voice: "To add splendor to the mountains and rivers, to bring peace to the people, to continue the legacy of the sages, and to write a new chapter for the prosperity of the world."

"well said."

A flicker of admiration flashed in Master Lu's eyes, and then she asked solemnly, "...Today, the mountains and rivers still exist, and the teachings of the ancient sages are still revered, but the common people... still need our efforts."

"I understand what you mean, Master," Liu Bei continued. "Recently, the unrest in Shouchun County has subsided, and people's livelihood has recovered without any disturbance. Master, please sit high on the rooftop, and Shouchun will surely benefit Jiujiang County."

"As for those Mohists who have become cowards, from what Brother Wen Tai said, we know that their base is in Wu County... I request your permission to lead 500 elite soldiers and accompany Brother Wen Tai to Wu County under the pretext of 'suppressing the rebellion.'"

You are worthy of being my disciple. Your reactions are always so quick.

Mr. Lu nodded slightly, as a confirmation of this proposal.

On the surface, Liu Bei was able to quell the chaos in Shouchun County so quickly, firstly because of his extraordinary decisiveness and ideas, and secondly... because of the presence of Master Lu here.

The reputation of Lu Zigan of Zhuo County is still very valuable in today's era. With such a prestigious person in charge of Jiujiang County, even the governor of Yangzhou cannot openly break up with him.

Yes, the county magistrate is indeed a subordinate of the governor, and a governor of a state can easily transfer the candidate for county magistrate, but Master Lu was appointed by the court. In addition to internal affairs, his primary duty is to [suppress rebellion].

Besides, Lu Zigan’s connections are not in vain.

The combination of these innate advantages allowed Liu Bei to act without worry. He had the upper hand in terms of both background and skills.

It's a bit like living off a gigolo.

A small wife and a big meal, delicious and never greasy.

Those Mohists are not fools. They have easily transformed Shouchun County without encountering any obstacles in the past few days. This means that the Mohists may have left Shouchun County.

Sun Jian's arrival and the bronze mask in his hand all confirmed one thing - the Mohists were in Wujun.

Master Lu naturally could not leave Jiujiang County. She had to suppress all external prying eyes here and consolidate and develop Liu Bei's achievements.

As for Jia Xu...

"Although Xu also wants to go with Xuande," Jia Xu said lightly, "but someone once said, 'The Master's hands are for holding scriptures, not for government and military affairs,' right?"