Chapter 347

The fifth day.

East city!

Before noon, there were already a sea of people.

In recent days, Mohism has once again detonated Chang'an City, whether it is the history of Mohism, the technology of Deng Ling's and Yang Siqi's pressure on Chang'an City, or the struggle of Mohist giants.

The history of Mohism, which has been neglected for thousands of years, has spread crazily in the shortest time. Now, let alone the whole Chang'an City, even if Beijing Zhaofu pulls anyone, I'm afraid it can open up the history of Mohism and pull you to discuss it with interest..

Mozi is close! Mohist three points! The people of Chang'an city are familiar with and enjoy talking about it.

This is also the reason why Merton agreed to Yang Siqi's challenge. After this ink skill competition, no matter what the outcome, the reputation of the Mohist school is bound to rise to a higher level in a short time.

"Here comes the ink of Deng Ling."

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd. Yang Siqi, who was dressed in ink, came slowly, with an image of a great sage.

Yang Siqi boarded the platform where the wooden monkey dolls were placed before and bowed his hands to the people in Chang'an City: "today is the day when Deng Ling's ink came out of the mountain again. Mohism is a prominent school in the Pre-Qin Dynasty. Although it has been silent for thousands of years, how can it sink forever. Today, Yang officially challenged the Mohist machine pass to the Mohist School and decided to become a great Mohist."

"Go down, if it weren't for the Mohist family, who knows the Mohist family!" a people in Chang'an suddenly shouted in the crowd.

Many people nodded in succession. The Mohist school made great contributions to the revival of the Mohist school. In the hearts of the people in Chang'an City, the Mohist school is from the Mohist school, and the Mohist school is the Mohist school. Can anyone replace the Mohist school.

"Yes, do you know the secret skills of living fish? Can you write poetry?"

"Can you make ice and food in summer?"

"Can you fight drought and control locusts? Can you control the Yellow River?"

"Do you know the red brick secret skill?"

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The people of Chang'an City booed one after another under the stage. Before Merton came forward, the people under the stage couldn't get Yang Siqi down.

"The most important thing of Mohism is the skill of mechanism!" Yang Siqi retorted weakly.

"No, the most important thing of Mohism is to love the thought of non attack." a crisp young voice suddenly came.

Suddenly, the whole audience was suddenly silent. One by one, they looked at the figure of a young man with worship eyes. It was this young man who, with his own strength, provoked the important task of the revival of the whole Mohist school.

"Mojiazi!"

The people of the whole city immediately shouted, excited one by one.

"Mozi will win!"

"Mozi will win!"

Yang Siqi looked at the blind believers of Mohism and said to himself, "Mohism, don't think you'll win."

After that, Yang Siqi turned his eyes to one side. On the side of the stand, Duan Lun, the Minister of industry, was impressively listed.

"Today, the Mohists compete on the same stage. If not, how about letting me be a witness?" Duan Lun sighed and knew that if he didn't show up again, Yang Siqi might have lost before the competition.

"Lord Shangshu!" all the people saluted quickly.

"Lord Shangshu is busy with his business. How can he have time to make a private visit?" Merton sneered. As expected. Duan Lun jumped out unwilling to be lonely.

Duan Lun said with a smile, "Lord Mo doesn't know yet! Yang Siqi has joined our work department. My official has written to the imperial court to appoint him as a master craftsman, ranking first among craftsmen."

"Oh, that's gratifying. The Mohist school has been recognized by the Ministry of work. Although it's not the same branch, Mo is also honored." Merton said with a smile.

Duan Lun smiled when he heard the speech and said, "although master Yang is a master of the Ministry of works, today's matter is the internal affairs of the Mohist school. I'm inconvenient to interfere more. I'm just a witness."

Merton sneered at the speech. If you Duan Lun had no other thoughts, I'm afraid you wouldn't have appeared here.

When Yang Siqi saw that Merton didn't put it in his eyes at all, he was angry in his heart. He proudly stepped out and said, "Mert of dengling's family came to challenge the pulse of Xiangli's family."

Merton's eyes narrowed slightly. It was when he looked at Yang Siqi. At first glance, Merton confirmed that Yang Siqi was indeed a family of Mohism. From his dressing temperament, Merton found that Yang Siqi and Merton's impression of Mo lie were surprisingly similar.

"You're the only one who came out of the mountain?" Merton asked with a frown.

Yang Siqi said proudly, "every generation of Deng Ling's ink must have the most exquisite ink technology. It has been handed down for 30 generations now, and only the next person can get the true legend."

There is only one person left in Deng Ling's ink! The crowd was in an uproar when they heard the speech. They couldn't believe it and looked at Yang Siqi.

"There's only one left!" Morton said in amazement.

"And you're the only one who's left." Yang Siqi said with a smile.

"Ah!"

Everyone was surprised and looked at mojiazi and Yang Siqi in disbelief.

"It's impossible! Aren't there thousands of families in Mojia village?"

Many people in Chang'an shook their heads and retorted.

An insider explained: "don't you find that there is only Merton in the direct line of the Mojia village? Most of the other villagers are descendants of the disabled veterans of the magic camp. Strictly speaking, the Mojia village is really the only one left in the Mojia village, which is the legitimate descendant of the Mojia."

People suddenly realized that the form of Mohism was so bad that there was only one person left for two successive generations. I'm afraid this is the reason why Mohism came out one after another. If it doesn't change, Mohism will really disappear in the long river of history!

Merton shook his head and said, "there are not so many opinions in Mohist village. As long as they abide by Mohist ideas and do Mohist things, they can be called Mohist disciples."

Many people nodded secretly.

Yang Siqi said proudly, "even if there is only one person, Deng Ling's ink will not lose to any hundred schools."

There was a burst of bitterness in Merton's heart. The Mohist school was bound by this narrow thought step by step and did not reach the extreme.

"There is only one person left in the ink of Deng Ling's family. What's the point of fighting here between you and me." Merton said blankly when he saw this.

"You Mozi are young and ignorant, act recklessly, violate the teachings of the Mozi ancestors, and privately teach the Mozi secret skills. Xiangli's pulse withers and no one can control you. Then I dengling's pulse will teach you the rules of the Mozi!" Yang Siqi forced.

Merton narrowed his eyes and said sternly, "Oh, what are the Mohist rules?"

"If you compete with the Mohist's mechanism skills, you can become a Mohist giant only by pressing the group of Mohists." Yang Siqi said sternly.

"Ha ha ha." Merton laughed loudly, and tears came out of his laughter.

"Deng Ling's ink has only one person left, and he even has to fight inside. It seems that there is no reason for the decline of Mohism for thousands of years. If you want the title of giant, you will be. Now that Xiangfu's family is away and Mohist village is out of the struggle for giants, how can you be a giant of Mohism alone?" Merton smiled miserably.

Yang Siqi was shocked and angry and said, "you Merton dare to regard the position of a giant as nothing."

The position of a giant is the highest honor of the Mohist school. Yang Siqi didn't expect that the Mohist school should give up and let go.

Many people in the audience immediately sneered. You know that Mohist is unreliable. Mohist has been unreliable for a long time. Mohist did things in a wild way that time, and the antelope hung his horn without trace.