After the morning court session, Ying Zheng was walking in the garden when a eunuch came to report, "Your Majesty, Mozi, the founder of the Mohist school, requests an audience."
Ying Zheng was taken aback. "Mozi? Why is he here again?"
Logically speaking, someone like Mozi should have held a very important position in the Mohist school and should have had many things to handle, making him quite busy with government affairs.
After a moment's thought, Ying Zheng still said, "Granted!"
Mozi quickly arrived before Ying Zheng, his attitude no longer as cold as before, a smile on his face, "This old man greets Your Majesty!"
His attitude was extremely respectful, a stark contrast to his previous demeanor.
Kong Jia, who was accompanying the emperor, also respectfully said, "This old man pays his respects to Your Majesty!"
Confucianism has always emphasized etiquette. Since Confucianism is now under the command of Ying Zheng, it should also be respectful to him.
Ying Zheng waved his hand, "No need for formalities!"
The two thanked him in unison, then straightened up. Kong Jia couldn't help but glance at Mozi, feeling that the old man was acting strangely today.
Previously, whenever the topic of the Qin Dynasty and Ying Zheng was mentioned, this old guy would either show contempt or anger, like a bomb that could be set off at any moment.
But today is quite unusual.
Could it be that he truly intends to submit to the Qin Dynasty?
As he pondered, Kong Jia couldn't help but shake his head inwardly.
Even if Mozi had this idea, the other members of the Mo family would certainly not agree. After all, the Mo family's attitude towards the Qin royal family had always been clear, and it would be a pipe dream to suddenly say that they were willing to submit.
Ying Zheng didn't want to waste time. If he had more free time, he would be willing to deal with more memorials. Moreover, today was a special day, and he had other things to do, so he went straight to the point and asked, "What brings you two here?"
Mozi, with a faint smile on his face, cupped his hands and said, "I have come here today to present a gift to the Great Qin."
Ying Zheng was taken aback. "A gift?"
The Mohists' attitude towards the Qin Dynasty was obvious to all, and Ying Zheng was naturally well aware of their dislike for the Qin.
But this old man, a key member of the Mohist school, actually said he wanted to give gifts, which was a stark contrast to the Mohist school's previous attitude towards the Qin Dynasty, naturally leaving Ying Zheng somewhat puzzled.
He looked at Mozi with considerable wariness and asked, "What kind of etiquette?"
Something unusual must be amiss. With Mozi suddenly becoming so attentive, Ying Zheng would naturally suspect that he had a conspiracy.
Just like a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken, it's all because it's greedy for the chicken's body. Otherwise, why would it be so eager to please its enemy?
Even Kong Jia gave Mozi a strange look, completely unexpected that the old man would suddenly want to give him a gift.
Although they came together, Mozi never mentioned this matter along the way, as if he was deliberately keeping it from him.
Mozi gave the order, "Bring it up!"
Soon, several servants carried up several boxes and placed them about five steps away from Ying Zheng.
Mozi stepped forward and opened a box, revealing a series of armors and equipment. Bathed in orange light, they shimmered with a faint silver glow, clearly indicating their extremely high quality.
Mozi explained, "This is a batch of top-grade armor made from special materials. The armor is incredibly hard, and ordinary swords and blades not only cannot cut through it, but will also be directly shattered. It is a top-notch defensive armor, and it can even withstand some injuries from cultivators with cultivation."
"Moreover, the material of this armor contains a spiritual medicine. Even if you are injured while wearing the armor, the wound will heal quickly under the protection of the armor. It is a life-saving artifact."
Upon hearing Mozi's explanation, Ying Zheng's eyes flickered slightly. "So amazing?"
He had no doubt about the Mohist craftsmanship, after all, the Mohists could be called geniuses, always able to make many strange and wonderful things.
Even those mechanical beasts with powerful combat capabilities, almost like living beings.
When facing some of these powerful mechanical beasts, both cultivators and evil spirits may perish.
Kong Jia examined the armor, his brows furrowing slightly. "When I asked you before, didn't you say that this armor was no longer available?"
Knowing the power of this armor, he originally wanted to ask for a few pieces for his important disciples, since it was something that could save their lives in critical moments, and having it would naturally be excellent.
Mozi looked at Kong Jia and said, "We didn't have enough materials before, but recently the Mo family spent a lot of manpower to find the materials and that's how we were able to forge these few bodies."
Upon hearing this, Kong Jia looked at him and asked, "Now that you've refined it, why not offer it to this old man?"
They were friends for many years, so Mozi should have thought of him first, since Kong Jia had mentioned this matter to him a long time ago.
Unexpectedly, the armor was successfully forged, but instead of being obtained by the Confucian school, it was given to Ying Zheng as a gift.
Mozi looked at him with a strange expression, "What should I give His Majesty first?"
Kong Jia's lips twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't find any words to refute it.
Ying Zheng examined the armor and then nodded slightly. "These are truly fine items. Are you really going to give them to the Qin Dynasty?"
He could tell that the armor was indeed a good thing, but he still had some doubts about Mozi's actions.
After all, if someone suddenly becomes nice to you, they must have some ulterior motive.
Mozi became serious. "As the Mozi of the Mohist school, I would not speak nonsense. Your Majesty, please accept them. If these armors could be worn by the famous generals of Qin, Qin's combat strength would be greatly enhanced."
Ying Zheng looked at Mozi and asked, "What do you want?"
He never believed in free lunches or getting something for nothing. Rather than accepting Mozi's idea and then pondering it for a long time, he decided to get straight to the point and ask clearly.
The idea of an equivalent exchange actually put him at ease, and it also gave him a choice: if he didn't want to agree to Mozi's request, he could simply not accept the armor.
Facing Ying Zheng's gaze, Mozi replied, "Your Majesty misunderstands. I have no desire for anything. This is merely a small token of my appreciation for Great Qin. I hope Your Majesty will not find it offensive."
Ying Zheng's gaze darkened slightly. After a moment of thought, he said, "Then, on behalf of the Great Qin, I thank the Mohists."
Since Mozi had already put it this way, he no longer needed to hesitate.
After all, Mozi had just made it clear that he did not want any reward, so if this matter were brought up again later, Ying Zheng could simply deny it.
After all, if such a thing really happened, then it would definitely be Mozi's fault.
Seeing that someone had taken the armor, Mozi looked at Ying Zheng and said, "For the sake of the Mo family's goodwill, Your Majesty, may you grant this old man's request?"
Ying Zheng's eyes remained indifferent. "I can listen, but you must agree..."
Understanding Ying Zheng's meaning, Mozi quickly smiled and said, "Your Majesty is overthinking it. I am already very satisfied that you listened to me, and I dare not ask for anything more."
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng replied, "Granted!"
Mozi slightly raised his eyes, "The Mo family is willing to obey Your Majesty's orders and submit to the Great Qin. I humbly request Your Majesty's permission."
Ying Zheng was quite surprised to hear this request, "To submit?"
The Mohists, who had previously been quite hostile to the Qin Dynasty, now wanted to submit. This sudden change caught Ying Zheng off guard.
Even Kong Jia stared at Mozi in shock, "Are you serious?"
He hadn't expected the old man to actually go this far, after all, the relationship between the Mohists and the Qin Dynasty was, to some extent, irreconcilable.
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