In Yu Zhuangyuan Restaurant, three rounds of wine had passed!
The brothers recounted their experiences in the past few years and could not help but sigh.
"Although our Tang Dynasty is thriving, the periphery of the Tang Dynasty is not peaceful. Although Brother Mo proposed to send envoys to the countries in the Western Regions, many times it is beyond our reach. Tubo in the south is ready to make trouble, and Western Turks in the north are constantly coveting, dreaming of restoring the glory of the past Turks."
"As for the countries in the Western Regions, they are even more fence-sitters. Tubo comes to Tubo, Western Turks come to Turks, and they covet the benefits of the Tang Dynasty's Silk Road. Gao Chang and other countries are even more arrogant, vainly trying to monopolize the benefits of the Silk Road and constantly provoking the Tang Dynasty. Although a big war will not happen in a short time, there have been dozens of small-scale conflicts."
Qin Huaiyu and the other two could not help sighing. In the past few years, they had also experienced a lot of battles, which was why they had been promoted to Level Five Deputy General.
"Tubo and Western Turks have always been the Tang Dynasty's strong enemies. As for the countries in the Western Regions, they are the beneficiaries of the Tang Dynasty's Silk Road, but they want to monopolize the Silk Road. They are simply raising a group of ungrateful wolves," Zu Mingjun said with righteous indignation.
Kong Huisuo nodded and said, "The countries in the Western Regions are barbarians. Without the enlightenment of saints, there are naturally many treacherous people."
Meton shook his head and said, "This has nothing to do with enlightenment. There are no eternal friends between countries, only eternal interests. As long as there is a conflict of interests, not to mention the countries in the Western Regions, even two civilized countries like the Tang Dynasty will have a conflict."
Kong Huisuo couldn't help but be stunned, and he couldn't help but frown as he pondered. From this point of view, it could be seen that the Confucian School and the Mohist School had different philosophies. The Confucian School placed emphasis on internal education, while the Mohist School placed emphasis on external benefits. Since the philosophies of the two schools were different, then wouldn't conflict be bound to erupt?
"There are no eternal friends between countries, only eternal benefits. Back in the days of the Warring States Period, the Seven Warring States Period, wasn't it also because of benefits? Brother Mo's words hit the nail on the head." Zu Mingjun was proficient in mathematics and was more rational, so he couldn't help but praise. Meton's words had deeply touched his heart.
"Brother Mo, you have such talent, but you wasted three years. Isn't that a waste?" Zu Mingjun said regretfully.
Cheng Chumo snorted and said, "Wasted three years? Brother Mo didn't waste three years. In the past three years, all the fun and delicious food in Chang 'an were made by Brother Mo. Now, Brother Mo is the idol of every child."
Meton smiled bitterly and hurriedly changed the topic. "We've already spoken. Brother Zu, tell us about the recent situation. I wonder if the construction of the Wei River Bridge is going smoothly."
Everyone immediately looked at Zu Mingjun. The Wei River Bridge was a super project in Chang 'an, and it would take five years to complete. Now that four years had passed, it should be about time.
"With the steel and cables provided by the Mohist School, the construction of the Wei River Bridge is proceeding smoothly, but …" Zu Mingjun couldn't help but pause, a hint of worry appearing on his face.
"But what?" Meton couldn't help but frown.
"But Brother Li's body has a problem. Originally, it was fine, but now it's difficult for him to walk. There are already rumors in the court that Brother Li should be replaced," Zu Mingjun said with a frown.
"Brother Li, are you talking about Li Yun, the descendant of Li Chun from the Xiangfu Clan who was in charge of the construction of the Wei River Bridge?" Kong Huisuo couldn't help but ask in surprise.
"That's right, it's him! It's a pity that such a genius would suffer from such a strange illness! "Zu Mingjun sighed.
"Difficult to walk? Why didn't the Xiangfu Clan say anything? " Meton raised an eyebrow. He hadn't received any news that Li Yun's body had such a major problem.
Zu Mingjun frowned. "Brother Li has been doing his best to support himself, not wanting anyone to find out. But recently, he's been sitting in a wheelchair."
"Sitting in a wheelchair?!" The crowd was in an uproar.
"Then why don't we hurry to Mo Hospital? The Mo Hospital's medical skills are superb, and Divine Doctor Sun is also present. I'm confident that Brother Li will be able to recover," Kong Huisuo said.
Zu Mingjun shook his head. "It's useless. Brother Li's illness is extremely strange. Even Divine Doctor Sun can't diagnose it, and there's no medicine to cure it."
"The heavens are truly jealous of geniuses!" Kong Huisuo sighed. Li Yun, the descendant of Li Chun, shouldered the prestige of the Xiangfu Clan of the Mohist School, and presided over the magnificent Wei River Bridge. In terms of reputation and achievements, he could be said to be on par with Kong Huisuo. Now that he had contracted such a strange illness, how could Kong Huisuo not sigh?
"Since we're all gathered here today, why don't we go and see Brother Li together?" Cheng Chumo suggested.
"Great!" The crowd responded softly. They couldn't help but sympathize with Li Yun, and they couldn't help but have the urge to see him.
Without hesitation, the crowd immediately went downstairs and rushed to the Wei River Bridge in the north of Chang 'an City. They all knew that if they wanted to find Li Yun, this was the only place.
"Young Master, take care!" Outside Yu Zhuangyuan's Restaurant, Yu Er bowed and sent him off.
Meton nodded and said, "Yu Er, immediately go and ask Divine Doctor Sun and a group of doctors to go to the Wei River Bridge to treat Brother Li."
"Yes, Young Master!" Young Master! "Yu Er received the order and immediately rushed towards Mo Cheng Hospital.
When the crowd arrived at the Wei River Bridge, they saw that the majestic Wei River Bridge had already begun to take shape. Two huge bridge piers soared into the sky, and steel cables as thick as thighs crisscrossed. It was a sight to behold.
"This bridge was actually built by man. It's simply incredible." Kong Huisuo couldn't help but sigh in amazement. The Wei River Bridge had been built with reinforced steel and was an unprecedented architectural miracle. Even the Zhaozhou Bridge, known as the miracle of the bridge world, couldn't compare to this Wei River Bridge.
Zu Mingjun solemnly said, "Brother Li can be said to have exhausted his mind and soul for this bridge. Even three members of the Xiangfu Clan lost their lives on this bridge, and ten-some ordinary workers sacrificed their lives. Even Brother Li fell ill because of this. The Xiangfu Clan has sacrificed too much for this bridge."
In a flash, the crowd looked at the young man in a wheelchair at the head of the bridge with deep respect. This person was Li Yun, and at this moment, the hero of the Wei River Bridge was being questioned by a manager from the Ministry of Works.
"Craftsman Li, you're just a cripple, so what's the point of guarding this Wei River Bridge? If something goes wrong, how are you going to explain it to the imperial court? Why don't you resign from your position and let the imperial court choose someone better? "The manager pressed.
Li Yun firmly shook his head and said, "Milord, you don't know, but I've measured this bridge inch by inch. I know all the structure like the back of my hand, so there won't be any mistakes. If we hand it over hastily and the newcomer isn't familiar with the Wei River Bridge, then it'll be easy for mistakes to happen. Just as milord said, if something goes wrong, no one will be able to bear the responsibility.
The manager sneered, "Then there's no need for Craftsman Li to worry. Our Tang dynasty is full of talents. Naturally, someone will accept it."
The manager looked at the bridge that was about to be completed with a burning gaze. As long as he could take over this bridge, once it was completed, he would be the brightest star of the Tang dynasty. As for Li Yun, who had been working on it for four years, who would still remember him?
"No, even if someone is willing to take over, it might take a long time to regain control of the structure of the Wei River Bridge. It will definitely delay the delivery of the bridge," Li Yun argued.
"That's unavoidable. Even if the delivery is delayed, I believe the imperial court will understand. Craftsman Li, you only need to resign," the manager said proudly.
Li Yun's face immediately darkened. The reason they delayed the delivery was probably because he was suffering from a strange disease. The credit for building the bridge had been taken away, and he had to take the blame for the delay.
"Craftsman Li was in charge of the construction of the Wei River Bridge by His Majesty himself. Even if Craftsman Li is fired, it might be His Majesty's order. It's not up to a manager of the Ministry of Works to make the decision," Meton said boldly.
"Who is it … Mo … Merton!" The manager of the Ministry of Works flew into a rage. He suddenly turned around and was about to vent his anger when he saw Meton. He couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that Meton, who had been dormant for three years, would come to the construction site of the Wei River Bridge at this time.
"Get out of here. A mere manager of the Ministry of Works dares to make things difficult for Brother Li! If you let this young master see you again, you'll be in for it! "Qin Huaiyu snorted as he raised his fist.
The manager of the Ministry of Works was so angry that his face turned red. He didn't expect his good deed to be ruined. He immediately said angrily, "This Old Man will report this matter to the imperial court and see if the imperial court will let a cripple build the Wei River Bridge."
After chasing away the manager of the Ministry of Works, Meton looked at Li Yun and couldn't help but feel sad. He saw that Li Yun, who was originally like an elegant young master, had become abnormally thin due to his illness.
"Brother Li! Why do you have to do this! "Meton hurriedly went up and cupped his hands.
"This is the honor of the Xiangfu Clan. Not to mention the fact that they lost three people and I'm suffering from a strange disease, even if all of us died here, the Xiangfu Clan would still come to build the bridge without any hesitation," Li Yun said indifferently.
Even though he was in a wheelchair, Li Yun's every move was unforgettable.
"Brother Li is too stubborn. The Wei River Bridge can be built slowly. If we lose Brother Li, then it will be the loss of the Tang dynasty," Meton advised.
Li Yun looked at Meton and said solemnly, "The revival of the School of Mo is not only Brother Mo's responsibility, but also the responsibility of the Xiangfu Clan. Brother Mo has been in seclusion for three years, not only to avoid the limelight, but also to maintain the stability of the School of Mo. In these three years, the Wei River Bridge has not been short of funds, which is why the steel bridge in front of you exists. Since Brother Mo has been in seclusion, the Xiangfu Clan is naturally responsible for the revival of the School of Mo. My crippled body is not worth mentioning, Brother Mo is the one who has to endure the humiliation."
Everyone couldn't help but fall silent. Although Meton had been in seclusion for three years, the huge amount of funds for the construction of the Wei River Bridge and the huge amount of funds for the management of the Maowusu Desert also came from the Mo Family Village. Just this achievement alone couldn't be ignored.
"The three branches of the School of Mo!" Kong Huisuo couldn't help but sigh. Although the three branches had different philosophies, each of them spared no effort for the development of the School of Mo.
"The body is the capital to revive the School of Mo. Among the hundred schools, the development of any school can't be completed by the strength of a single person. I will take care of the matters of the imperial court. Brother Li's task is to seize the time to recover," Meton comforted.
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