Within the Mo clan.
Modun and Modun cupped their hands towards Taoist Chang Sheng and said, "Thank you, Taoist Chang Sheng. This time, I have dragged you down."
In order to take revenge on the Wei family, Meton had directly attacked the Wei family's lifeline, the dyeing of cloth. It could be said that the daoist priest had taken quite a lot of risk.
Chang Shengzi looked at the list in his hand and revealed a sliver of satisfaction, "Marquis Merton must be joking. It seems like I've gotten the better end of the stick this time."
Although the daoist priest was selling his ancestral secret dyeing technique in name, it was actually a modified one from the school of Mohism. He was only using the daoist priest's name to sell it. In order to compensate Chang Shengzi, Meton directly gave all the wealth to the Daoist External Alchemy sect with a wave of his hand.
Now, the Daoist External Alchemy Sect was almost at the end of its rope. Although it had plenty of profits, it was a long-term solution. Distant water could not quench the immediate thirst. This time, by selling the printing and dyeing secret technique, they had earned a huge sum of money. Only then did the Daoist External Alchemy Sect have a chance to catch their breath.
Although they had offended the Wei family this time, the daoist priest did not regret it at all. If Chang Shengzi had to choose again, he would not have been able to resist the temptation either.
"Marquis Mo is indeed knowledgeable. I originally thought that my family's Secret Dyeing Technique was a secret that was passed down from my ancestors. I didn't expect it to be nothing compared to the Mo Family's Secret Dyeing Technique." Daoist Changsheng sighed.
Chang Shengzi had experimented a few times with the secret dyeing technique provided by Meton, and the results were amazing. Although the color of the cloth would fade, it would become almost non-existent after washing it once.
What was even more surprising was that the secret dyeing technique of the school of Mohism actually only had three base colors: red, blue, and yellow. Under the instructions of the school of Mohism, the daoist priest used these three base colors to mix various colors. The cloth he dyed was extremely bright and possessed endless colors.
Many cloth merchants were overjoyed after experimenting with it. They went as far as to purchase it at a high price. The daoist priest was rather satisfied with his harvest this time.
"You flatter me, Taoist Changsheng. Compared to Taoist Changsheng's secret hair dyeing technique, this technique is not worth mentioning," Meton said modestly.
Taoist Priest Changsheng revealed a smug look when he heard that. He had once been exposed by Meton for his secret hair dyeing technique. Now, the secret hair dyeing technique had become his greatest pride.
"I heard that Merton is also quite proficient in Buddhism." Taoist Changsheng's heart skipped a beat and he said meaningfully. Once Meton's poem "Neither Tathagata nor Qing Qing" was published, it immediately spread like wildfire in Chang 'an City.
The battle between Buddhism and Daoism had been going on for a long time. Daoism and Buddhism were competing for believers. Their competitive relationship was no less than that of Confucianism and Mohism. Daoism had always been involved in the annihilation of Buddhism. The rise of Buddhism was often accompanied by the decline of Daoism.
Although the two sects maintained peace on the surface, there had always been competition in the dark. He did not expect Mo Jiazi to be proficient in Buddhism. How could Taoist Priest Changsheng not be worried?
Meton smiled. Of course, he knew what Taoist Priest Changsheng was worried about. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Taoist Priest Changsheng. In my opinion, mathematics, alchemy, and Mohism are the three primary colors of the hundred sects."
Taoist Priest Changsheng was stunned. He could not help but look at Meton in surprise. He did not expect Mo Jiazi to have such a high opinion of Taoism's alchemy. It was even comparable to Mohism.
"Merton really thinks that his alchemy is comparable to Mohism," Taoist Priest Changsheng said. Taoist Priest Changsheng did not even have the confidence to say that. The Village Mo was so glorious that Taoist Priest Changsheng did not even dare to imagine that Taoism's External Alchemy would develop to the same scale as the Village Mo.
Meton nodded solemnly and said, "If External Alchemy can solve the mystery of material longevity, Taoist Priest Changsheng's name will definitely go down in history a hundred years later. It is not impossible for External Alchemy to become a sect of its own."
Taoist Priest Changsheng was shocked when he heard that. His eyes were firm as he said, "Since Merton thinks so highly of us, External Alchemy will not let Merton down."
"However, Merton must be careful. Recently, there has been a lot of criticism against Merton in the imperial court!" Taoist Priest Changsheng said solemnly.
Meton smiled bitterly when he heard that. Not only was there a lot of criticism, but everyone was criticizing him.
On the night of the Lantern Festival, Modun and Princess Changle declared their love for each other with a single word. In the eyes of the young, how romantic was this? However, in the eyes of the old-fashioned, this was simply disgraceful.
To some people, it was a young man's love. To some people, Meton's action was free love. In the era where parents' orders and matchmakers' words prevailed, free love was simply shocking to some old-fashioned people.
In the imperial court, there was Quan Wanji, a stubborn person, who impeached him. In Chang 'an, there were many old-fashioned pedantic scholars who criticized Meton and Meton's behavior as immoral.
Although Meton directly attacked the lifeline of the Wei Family in Chang 'an this time, which showed the determination and strength of the Mo Family to fight back, there were many people who added fuel to the fire in the dark.
For a moment, even if Princess Changle was hiding in the dark, it was still a hot topic in the city. The Mo Family was at the forefront of public opinion.
Meton sneered and said, "Don't worry, Taoist Changsheng. It's just a bunch of clowns. The Mo Family doesn't care."
Taoist Changsheng nodded. He naturally knew about Meton's magic. He laughed and said, "Then I'll be ready to drink Merton's wedding wine at any time."
Meton's face suddenly became awkward.
"Take care, Taoist Changsheng!"
Meton personally sent Taoist Changsheng out of the Mo Mansion. With a wave of his hand, Tie An immediately drove a four-wheeled carriage and stopped in front of him.
"To the East Market."
Although the weather was still cold at the Frozen Ice Cream Shop in the East Market, there was still an endless stream of people who came to taste the ice cream. The business was booming.
Seeing Meton come in, Chef Zhou's eyes lit up. However, he pretended not to know him and said, "Sir, what would you like to order?"
"A cup of milk tea!" Meton handed over a piece of silver and said.
Although the income of fruit-flavored popsicles in the winter was less, under Meton's suggestion, the ice cream shop started a milk tea business. It was very well received, and the income was not much less than the summer.
"Okay!"
Soon, Chef Zhou personally packed a cup of milk tea and handed it to Meton.
"Sir, you shouldn't drink too much milk tea. It's best to drink it once every ten days." Chef Zhou said warmly.
Meton's heart skipped a beat. He nodded, took the milk tea, and turned to leave.
Back in the car, Meton opened the package. Sure enough, there was a folded paper inside. When he opened it, he saw a group of numbers on the paper. He couldn't help but reveal a trace of gentleness.
Soon, the coded love letter was translated. Meton had lived two lives, and this was his first love. His hands couldn't help but tremble and his heart beat faster.
"This silly girl, she actually wants to go public to help the Mo Family." Meton looked at the secret letter. He couldn't help but feel heartache and touched by Princess Changle's feelings.
"As a man, how can I let a woman suffer from rumors?"
Not only did he want to dispel these rumors, he also wanted to make Princess Changle the object of envy when the truth was revealed.
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