Zhao State, Wuyuan

Mo Zhai walked into the library, greeted the teacher in the library, found his favorite book, and hid in a quiet corner to read.

He has been in Wuyuan for almost two years. When he first came, they had a hard time because Wuyuan did not have an introductory class. The disciples who came to Wuyuan were either nobles of Zhao State or wealthy merchants, and the introductory class ended at their homes.

So Mo Zhai and his three friends became the laughing stock of Wuyuan. All the disciples looked down on them, which made the young Mo Zhai and his three friends very angry. They also secretly vowed to surpass those disciples so that they would never dare to look down on him again.

Zhao Zhi sent a teacher to introduct Mo Zhai and his three friends, starting with reading and recognizing characters, and starting with basic boxing. The three of them worked very hard. Except for eating and sleeping, they spent all their time studying.

In half a year, the three of them finished the introductory class. The teacher told them that they spent half a year to learn the courses that others took five or six years to learn.

After formally attending classes like other disciples, Mo Zhai's talent was fully utilized. He could remember a set of martial arts after reading it once, and could become proficient in it after practicing it for two or three days. He could even apply what he had learned to other situations.

In more than a year, Mo Zhai had surpassed most of the disciples in the martial arts academy, including those old disciples who had practiced martial arts for more than ten years.

However, in the past two months, Mo Zhai liked reading more. He found that there was a more wonderful world in the books, so he often came to the library alone to read.

Not long after, a figure stood in front of Mo Zhai. Mo Zhai woke up with a start, looked up, and immediately showed a surprised expression, calling "Sir"

"Shh, don't disturb others"

Lin Jiang made a gesture, and Mo Zhai quickly covered his mouth, and then followed Lin Jiang to the outside of the library.

"Sir, why are you in the martial arts academy?"

"I have nowhere to go, so I came here to stay for a few days, Mo Zhai, I heard that the three of you performed very well"

"No, it's Cheng Zian and Nie Ling who are very good"

Mo Zhai said. Cheng Zian and Nie Ling are his two younger brothers, and they are also very popular in the martial arts academy.

Lin Jiang smiled. Cheng Zian and Nie Ling were indeed geniuses. Their personalities were somewhat different from Mo Zhai's. They preferred to be in the limelight. Now one was learning swordsmanship and the other was learning spearmanship. Both were well-known.

However, Lin Jiang knew that the top management of the martial arts academy preferred Mo Zhai. First, Mo Zhai was more humble. Second, Mo Zhai had more comprehensive talents and could learn swords, spears, and halberds very quickly. Mo Zhai

was very happy to see Lin Jiang. Although they had not spent much time together, Lin Jiang was very good to him. He also knew that it was Lin Jiang's credit that they could come to the martial arts academy. So Mo Zhai talked about his life in the academy in the past two years.

Lin Jiang listened to Mo Zhai's words with a smile on his face. These were two very fulfilling years.

"Mo Zhai, those people from Zhao want to marry their daughters to you, why don't you say no?"

"Sir, those women are so delicate, they don't look like warriors at all, I don't want them" "

Haha, yes, no, women are tigers, they will eat people"

Lin Jiang laughed, it seems that little Mo Zhai has not grown up yet, the atmosphere in this martial arts academy is too good, no one actually takes him to the brothels to listen to music, maybe he won't be able to say this after trying it.

"Sir, let's not talk about women, let's talk about other things"

"Okay, Mo Zhai, what do you want to talk about?"

"Sir, my father is a carpenter, so I want to be a carpenter too, but the teachers in the martial arts academy all say that I am not doing my job properly. Sir, do you think I am not doing my job properly?"

Mo Zhai asked. Although he had a fulfilling life in the martial arts academy, he sometimes felt a little out of place. He had many questions and no one could help him answer them.

"Mo Zhai, let me ask you, what does it mean to be not doing one's job properly?"

"This, this..."

"Forget it, let me ask it another way. For your family in Shihao Village, is your father's carpentry not doing his job properly?"

"No, my father does carpentry to support me and my mother."

"Then for your classmates in the martial arts academy, do they need to be carpenters to support themselves?"

"No, they have a lot of fields and a lot of slaves."

"Then that's right, carpentry is not not doing one's job properly for you, but for them it is..."

"But sir, why is it so?"

Mo Zhai had another question. Why did the same thing have different evaluations in the two families?

Lin Jiang smiled. Very good. It's time to explore the essence of society.

"Mo Zhai, do you think we are equal?"

"Inequality, sir, some people are born slaves, some are born nobles"

"Why is that so?"

"This..."

"There is a saying in the northern border, called kings, princes, generals, and ministers, are they born nobles? Some people are born nobles because their ancestors were nobles, but have their ancestors always been nobles..."

Lin Jiang talked to Mo Zhai about the topic of equality. People have high and low social status, which Lin Jiang also agrees with, but classes cannot be solidified, and personalities should be equal.

After a whole set of theories, Mo Zhai was shocked. It was the first time that Mo Zhai, who was only fifteen years old, heard such a theory. He felt a little trembling, as if his soul was shouting.

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As Lin Jiang appeared more and more in the Zhao State Martial Academy, the news that a ghost-faced martial saint had come to the martial arts academy spread like wildfire. Many Zhao State nobles wanted to make friends with Lin Jiang, but were rejected by Lin Jiang. Zhao Zhi also helped Lin Jiang block many unnecessary things.

Mo Zhai and the other two often visited Lin Jiang, almost every day, but Cheng Zi'an and Nie Ling were not interested in Lin Jiang's theories, they were only interested in Lin Jiang's martial arts, and Lin Jiang did not make things difficult for them, just taught them some martial arts.

"Sir, you have to treat them equally, Mo Zhai and the others are also disciples of the martial arts academy, you can't favor one over the other, my martial arts academy is eagerly waiting for you to teach"

After a while, Zhao Zhi came to persuade Lin Jiang in person, many people in the martial arts academy wanted Lin Jiang to teach, but Lin Jiang had refused before.

"Okay, but promise me one thing"

"Sir, please say"

"If one day, Mo Zhai wants to leave the martial arts academy, don't make things difficult for him"

"Ah, sir, Mo Zhai is my martial arts academy..."

"The pool of Zhao Guo Martial Arts Academy is too small, it can't support Mo Zhai, a real dragon"

Lin Jiang said flatly, this made Zhao Zhi a little silent, Mo Zhai was the one with the best martial arts talent he had seen in recent years, but now Lin Jiang obviously wanted to poach him.

"It's useless to stop them. The child will grow up."

"Okay, I promise you."

"I will give two classes every month, one on martial virtue and one on martial arts."

Lin Jiang said. The martial arts academy did not touch on martial virtue at all, so Lin Jiang had to make up for it.

Three days later, Lin Jiang gave his first class to the students of Zhao Guo Wuyuan. The huge classroom was full, and even many teachers came to listen to the class.

"I am Guigu, invited by President Zhao Zhi to give a class to the students of Zhao Guo Wuyuan today. Today I will mainly talk about martial virtue."

"What is martial virtue? Let me ask you first, why do you practice martial arts..."

Lin Jiang stood on the stage and talked to everyone, starting with why he practiced martial arts.

Many people practice martial arts for fame, wealth, and status, for success, and for power and status. There is nothing to blame. This is human nature.

But Lin Jiang hopes that warriors can have more pursuits above their nature, just like Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory. After reaching the needs of food, clothing, and success, they can pursue higher goals, such as serving the country and the people.

One class lasts for an hour, so naturally, it is impossible to finish talking. Lin Jiang left some questions as homework, asking the disciples to think about them carefully when they go back. If they have any ideas, they can come to him to discuss.

"Sir, I have deep insights from your lecture today, but I don't agree with some of your words."

"President Zhao, just speak frankly."

"I think martial artists should pursue the ultimate realm of martial arts, rather than wasting their energy on other things..."

"President Zhao, if that's what you said, then why did you come to Yunshan to recruit me a few years ago?"

"Uh..."

"Actually, there is some truth in what you said. I think most martial artists want to be pure and just practice martial arts. But is that possible? For example, the martial artists in the feudal states of Wei and Zheng, whose countries were destroyed and families were ruined, could they be so pure?

In addition to talent and hard work, practicing martial arts also requires material needs, techniques, guidance from famous teachers, various medicinal materials, and a large amount of food. Can these be separated from the secular world..."

Lin Jiang was not afraid of debates. Since Zhao Zhi asked, he could put forward a set of theories. Various ideas were extended from debates. It's inconvenient to not understand the reason.

Facing the incessant Lin Jiang, Zhao Zhi fell silent again. He found that not only was he inferior to Lin Jiang in martial arts, but he was also unable to win in reasoning.