Chapter 565

After the darkness, pure and clear light shone through their eyes. The quaint and slightly old buildings around them were reflected in their eyes.

In the distance, there were a few towering rammed earth platforms with pavilions and terraces built on them. The decorative patterns were complicated and extremely luxurious.

"It's not a small city …" Mengqi looked around and looked at the people coming and going.

Some of them were dignified, wearing ancient crowns and robes with weapons at their waists. But there were few of them. Occasionally, one or two people could be seen, or they would pass by in carriages. Most of them were ordinary people in plain clothes and in a hurry. Some were slaves with dull expressions.

"In such a city, there must be high-ranking doctors or nobles who can help us persuade them." Zhao Heng nodded slightly.

Mengqi frowned. "How? The School of Mohism is in conflict with the interests of the nobles … "

They each held a document given by the Dominator, which was a general introduction of the School of Mohism.

Jiang Zhiwei looked around and said, "Let's find a hidden place to talk."

The five of them were dressed differently from the people in the city. They had to disguise themselves to avoid being questioned as spies.

After a while, they found a half-muddy and half-thatched house. There were only an orphan and a widow in it. The mother was weaving and the children were running the kitchen. They lived a hard life. Some places were covered with white cloth. It seemed that the man had died not long ago.

The back of the house was a quiet and secluded place. Mengqi and the others changed slightly and no longer looked different from ordinary people.

"The Qi of Heaven and Earth is abundant here, but it's full of dilapidation." Ruan Yushu closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Maybe it's because the Grandmaster of Heaven and Earth wanted to reestablish the Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water. Taking this opportunity, Mengqi briefly introduced the Apotheosized World he learned from the Immortals and his understanding of his previous life.

Jiang Zhiwei and the others listened attentively, but they tacitly did not ask Mengqi about the source of his information.

"Anyway, try not to split up. If we encounter people with Heavenly Knowledge and terrible secret treasures, we can take care of each other. Even if we split up, we must have a defensive secret treasure on each side." Mengqi emphasized.

"That's right." Zhao Heng agreed.

Jiang Zhiwei gently nodded. "The School of Mohism is strict and ordinary people are living a hard life. They will definitely not be liked by the nobles."

A battle seemed inevitable.

"Not necessarily." Zhao Heng shook his head solemnly. "According to the description, the Apotheosized World only has the germination of Confucianism, Taoism, Dharma, and Mohism. It hasn't officially appeared yet. We can make some slight changes to the theory of Mohism without deviating from the main idea. From the very beginning, it will not be hated by the nobles and will have a basis for acceptance. Moreover, I've looked at the theory of Mohism in my hand. It's very simple.

Jiang Zhiwei and Qi Zhengyan looked at the paper and found that there were only ten words written on it: "Love with Impartiality, No Attack, Honor the Virtuous, Honor the Same, Heaven's Will, Bright Ghost, No Fate, No Music, Frugality, Frugality and Frugality." There was no specific explanation. It seemed that any explanation could be made as long as there was no contradiction.

"It seems that the difficulty of the task is lower than expected." After careful consideration, Mengqi agreed with Zhao Heng's judgment.

Although the five of them were more or less influenced by some of the School of Mohism, they did not study it in depth. After all, it was too long ago, and it was too idealistic and unrealistic.

Since the five of them had only a little understanding of the School of Mohism, they could not avoid the path of self-development according to the essentials.

"Love with Impartiality is hard to change." Ruan Yushu suddenly said.

The Ruan Family of Langya had unearthed many ancient music scores. They could be said to have family knowledge in zither art and ancient books. Therefore, Ruan Yushu knew the School of Mohism better than the others.

Qi Zhengyan looked at the paper and said, "Love with Impartiality and mutual benefit. Everyone in the world is equal. The rich don't bully the poor, the strong don't humiliate the weak, and the masses don't bully the few. Fate is not determined by Heaven, nor is it determined by birth. As long as one strives to improve oneself, one will be successful one day … The Sage of Instrument is indeed a sage of the Middle Ages …"

Originally, he agreed that Love with Impartiality was hard to change. However, as he spoke, he thought of "Life with Impartiality" and empathized with Meng Qi.

Zhao Heng frowned and said, "Change it to" A superior should have a benevolent heart and love everyone with impartiality? "

"This is the Confucian school. No matter how good it is, it can't be so twisted." Jiang Zhiwei shook her head and disagreed.

"Then we should first hide Love with Impartiality and focus on other things. We should set an example and slowly lead the nobles to agree with us." Zhao Heng suggested a solution.

"Wait a minute." Mengqi frowned and said, "Old Zhao, are you saying that we have to persuade the nobles from top to bottom?"

The School of Mohism seemed to be more suitable to start from the bottom. A single spark could start a prairie fire!

Zhao Heng said without hesitation, "Of course. The nobles are the descendants of the Immortals and the Gods and Devils. They are powerful and the common people can't fight against them. If we want to spread the teachings, we can only persuade them!"

"That's true …" Mengqi nodded slowly.

Indeed, this was a world where the power belonged to oneself. Ten thousand common people might not be able to compare to one noble and scholar-bureaucrat. Without their approval and help, it was almost impossible for a country to carry out the School of Mohism.

However, the power of humanity lies in gathering the masses. In the past, the emperor did not look down on the common people … Mengqi, Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu, and Qi Zhengyan looked at each other and saw the same meaning.

However, it would take a long time. It was definitely not something that could be done in a year or two. For now, they would try to follow Old Zhao's suggestion.

With a direction in mind, the five of them changed the School of Mohism one after another. They tried to make it less idealistic and unrealistic.

In the afternoon, Mengqi, who was good at disguising himself, went out to investigate. He found out that this world was the city of Bo 'Le in Han. Lord Bo' Le of the Four Princes lived there. He was powerful, noble, cultured, and held great power. He was chivalrous and had a wide range of followers. Apart from the Marquis of Han, he was the most important noble to persuade in Han.

"Since he has a wide range of followers, there's no need to worry about not being able to meet Lord Bo 'Le." Mengqi and the others decided to use the younger brother of the Marquis of Han as a test subject.

…

The rammed earth platform was tall and the pavilions stood tall. Mengqi, who was the "leader", led Jiang Zhiwei and the others to the mansion of "Lord Bo 'Le".

Seeing that the five of them were all extraordinary, the gatekeeper did not dare to neglect them. He greeted them, "Honored guests, what brings you here?"

Mengqi wore a black robe to make himself look mature. Only in this way could people pay attention to him and be willing to listen to his "teachings".

I'll treat myself as Juzi! He thought silently and said calmly, "I've heard that Lord Bo 'Le has a good eye for people. He is amiable and has a wide range of followers. He wants to get rid of the accumulated evils of Han, so we came here without notice."

As he spoke, his breath changed. It was inexplicably deep and indescribable. Illusions such as the Grand Sun were flying around him, which shocked the gatekeeper. He felt that Lord Bo 'Le was more powerful than most of his master's followers!

If he did not show his strength, he would probably only be received by someone like the butler. But if he showed enough value, Lord Bo 'Le would definitely meet him in person because he was amiable and did not care about etiquette!

Sure enough, after the guest reported, "Lord Bo 'Le" Ji Wu came to the gate to welcome them with great courtesy.

He looked young, but his eyes were deep and seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of life. His clothes were neither simple nor luxurious. He wore a crown on his head, and his breath was slightly revealed. Wind and thunder condensed and repelled everything else.

"A grandmaster …" Mengqi and the others were slightly shocked.

Although they had expected the Apotheosized World to be powerful, they did not expect that a random aristocrat they met would be a grandmaster.

Lord Bo 'Le was very enthusiastic. He walked arm in arm with Mengqi and smiled at Ruan Yushu, Zhao Heng, and the others, making them feel as if they were bathing in the spring breeze.

As they passed through many halls, Mengqi felt the breath of many Exterior masters. They were either Lord Bo 'Le's subordinates or followers. There were more than 20 of them.

"With the strength of a country's upper-class aristocrats, the number of Exterior masters is only less than that of a mainstream martial arts sect." Mengqi was shocked.

"As expected of the Apotheosized World!"

After entering the room, they knelt behind the table and chatted for a while. Lord Bo 'Le cupped his hands and said, "You've come from afar. What can I do for you?"

"I've often heard that you want to eliminate the accumulated evils of the Han Dynasty. I've overestimated myself and come here to embarrass myself." Mengqi sat with his back straight.

Lord Bo 'Le said seriously, "I'm all ears."

Mengqi spoke slowly according to what they had discussed before. "First, we should respect the virtuous and use talented people regardless of their status. The aristocratic doctors are strong, but their numbers are limited. The common people and slaves are weak, but their numbers are numerous. Even if one in ten of the former is talented and one in ten thousand of the latter is talented, they can still be ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times more talented than the former. We must pay attention to them."

"As long as you can choose talented people regardless of their status, teach them martial arts, and give them help, you won't have to worry about not having enough people in the future. Why worry about not eliminating the accumulated evils? "

Lord Bo 'Le pondered for a long time and changed the way he addressed Meng Qi. "Sir, you have a clear vision. However, this is one of the accumulated evils. If I choose talented people and teach them martial arts, I'm afraid I'll be accused of treason. Moreover, only one person in ten thousand is more useful than the aristocratic doctors."

Mengqi replied without hesitation, "That's why we must use sparingly and bury them sparingly."

"How many fierce warriors can we raise with such a high platform and such a pavilion? The path of immortality after death is illusory. Why waste your fortune for it? "

As soon as he finished speaking, Lord Bo 'Le's expression changed slightly. "I'm a descendant of King Wen, the descendant of a deity. After death, I'll naturally be able to reach the heavens. How is it illusory? Sir, you don't have to say anything more!"

Mengqi was a little stunned. He did not even mention the most objectionable principle of love with impartiality and non-aggression. A mere funeral had attracted such fierce opposition from Lord Bo 'Le. It was really difficult for the School of Mohism to preach in the upper echelons.

Lord Bo 'Le did not want to talk anymore. He summoned his butler and asked him to lead Mengqi and the others away to become his hanger-ons.

Mengqi exchanged glances with Jiang Zhiwei and the others. He suddenly stood up and bowed.

"Since you can't accept my words, I'm tired of waiting. I'll take my leave now."

Lord Bo 'Le urged them to stay. "The five of you are knowledgeable and have extraordinary strength. You'll be of use if you stay."

"Can you accept my words?" Mengqi asked solemnly.

Lord Bo 'Le looked displeased. "No."

Mengqi laughed and cupped his hands in obeisance before turning around.

"Those who walk different paths should not make plans together!"

Lord Bo 'Le's expression was gloomy. However, considering his reputation, he did not stop the five of them from leaving.

After leaving the mansion, Mengqi sighed to Jiang Zhiwei and the others. "It's more difficult than I thought. The School of Mohism is indeed the enemy of the upper echelons."

"It seems that they attach great importance to matters after death. Even the concept of a funeral must be changed," Zhao Heng said with a frown.

As they walked on, someone suddenly caught up from behind.

"Friends in front, please wait!"

Mengqi's hair immediately stood on end. Fortunately, it was not a fellow cultivator, please wait!