Chapter 72

"The future of Mohism?"

Merton was suddenly silent, which was an extremely grand question.

Everyone looked at him quietly, waiting for his answer.

After a long time, Merton breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Thousands of years ago, Mozi advocated universal love, non attack, Shang Xian, Shang Tong, Tianzhi, Ming GUI, non life, non music, festival burial and frugality. Later, the Mohist school gradually declined amid the contention of a hundred schools of thought, so that it gradually disappeared and almost lost its inheritance. It can be seen that history has given the answer, and the political concept of the Mohist school is not in line with the times."

Merton's remark shocked the audience.

No one thought that Merton's first sentence denied the political ideas of the Mohist School for thousands of years. Kong Yingda suddenly looked up and his eyes glittered. The Mohist School admitted that it was inappropriate for him to get the idea. Wouldn't it recognize the orthodoxy of Confucianism in a disguised form.

Li Shimin also breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that Merton was still holding on to his ancestors' teachings like some stubborn.

Master Yu was also dejected when he heard the speech. The Mojia village had always adhered to the ancestral teachings of the Mojia village, but it was extremely poor. If Merton had not been born, the Mojia village would not be like now.

"But the Mohists have found their own way! A broad road with a bright future." Merton said confidently.

"Ink technique?" Li Shimin asked.

"The ultimate goal of ink technology is to explore the essence of the appearance of things hidden around us. I believe ink technology will surprise everyone in the future," Merton said.

"There are so many things in the world that you can find that luck twice at a time doesn't mean you're lucky this time!" Kong Yingda disdained. He thought that the reason why Mohism could throw out the secret skills of Qu Yuan plow and live fish at one time was pure shit luck.

Merton retorted, "there are so many things in the world that we don't know why. For example, why are there clouds in the sky? How do clouds come from? How do wind, rain and lightning form? Why can birds fly in the sky? Why can fish swim in the water? How many animals and plants are there in the world? What is on the other side of the sea? Why does the sun rise and fall in the East and West? Why does iron rust?"

Merton threw several whys on his face and shocked everyone.

Everyone is silent. Yes! Why? They all know these phenomena, but no one has ever paid attention to them.

"These things can't be achieved by the strength of Mohist village alone. Fortunately, this time Mohist is not making cars behind closed doors, but actively cooperating with hundreds of families. This successful cooperation with farmers is a good start! Next, Mohist will actively cooperate with doctors while increasing cooperation with farmers!" said Merton.

"Is that what you call oxygen?" Li Shimin said.

He is very interested in this oxygen. There are countless examples of emperors pursuing immortality. Although Li Shimin has not reached this point, if you can find the gas to maintain human life, even if you can't live forever, no one can refuse if you can live a few more years.

"I believe that oxygen must exist. Once this oxygen is refined, doctors will have great development. Next, Mohists are actively seeking cooperation with other schools of thought," Merton said.

"I don't think it is possible for Mohism and Confucianism to cooperate with other schools of thought." Kong Yingda said calmly. In his opinion, Confucianism has been integrated and doesn't need any change at all. Moreover, the knowledge of Confucianism is in theory, and the ability of ink technology lies in material objects, and no one will intersect at all.

"Oh, I originally wanted to have a good thing to offer to the sacrificial Lord, but now it seems that I don't need it!" Merton said lightly, but it made the Guozijian people worried.

"Good things?" Kong Ying was in a dilemma when she arrived at Dayton. The value of the good things in the mouth of the Mohists is hard to say. If the Qu Yuan plow is the same to the farmers and the oxygen is the same to the family, if the Confucianism misses it, it will lose a lot.

But he just said that Mohism and Confucianism could not cooperate. If he suddenly repented, he couldn't hang his face.

When Li Shimin saw Kong Yingda, an old stubborn, in a dilemma, he couldn't help laughing. Looking at Merton, who pretended to be a posture, he shouted with a straight face: "smelly boy, how do you talk to the master? Take out any good things quickly."

Li Shimin reprimanded Merton in the tone of a parent. Merton couldn't help shrinking his head and hurriedly pulled Qin Huaiyu down to get it.

Kong Yingda gave Li Shimin a grateful look and thanked Li Shimin for his rescue.

Soon, Qin Huaiyu and Merton came carrying a blackboard three feet wide and ten feet long. At this time, the blackboard for writing menus customized for the champion building in Mojia village was temporarily taken by Merton.

This blackboard doesn't want the thin iron sheet of later generations. The technology of Mojia village can't reach it. Lao Zhang's head is made of real materials, but the weight is also increased.

Morton and Qin Huaiyu were so tired that their faces were red and sweating.

"Oh! Isn't this the living youth of our overlord? Why is this board heavier than a thousand jin giant tripod?" Qin Qiong sneered at Qin Huaiyu.

Qin Huaiyu blushed with shame. He had been boasting about himself just now, but he was exposed so soon. Chumo and Wei Chi Baolin, two bad friends, snickered and gloated.

"Bang!"

The blackboard was heavily placed on the ground, leaning against the table and set up.

"Is this what you said?" Kong Yingda looked at Merton suspiciously.

"Still want to add this?" Merton took out a bag of chalk from his arms and wrote on the blackboard.

"At noon on the weeding day, sweat drips down the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard."

The white chalk words are clearly visible on the blackboard. However, people's attention is not the focus, but all are attracted by Merton's poem.

"Good poetry!"

Many people in the Imperial College are poetry fans and have high literary cultivation. You can see at a glance that this poem is a rare good poem!

Many Dr. Guozi even shook his head and tasted it with an expression of enjoyment. What's more, he has begun to comment on this poem.

Li Shimin can't help but brighten his eyes. So far, Mohist Zi has written three poems on the frontier fortress, plus chanting geese one by one. The capital is a classic. Now it's estimated that one will be added to the whole classic.

Li Chengqian and others have long been a normal expression. Merton will take any surprise for granted. After all, Merton has created too many miracles.

As for Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin and other military figures, they looked at these acid Confucians with contempt.

Merton could not laugh or cry at once. Is it good to deviate from the building? His original intention was to demonstrate the use of chalk blackboard. Where is it for you to drink tea and poetry.