The donkey walked forward slowly.

They passed through Yuzhou and saw the granaries were overflowing; they passed through Yangzhou and saw the prosperous market; they finally arrived in Yuzhou and saw the vast justice system.

When the slowly moving donkey approached the border of Yuzhou, they had already traveled half of the Xia Dynasty.

"If we go any further, it will no longer be the Xia Dynasty."

Shang pulled the donkey.

Going further ahead is Daqing.

A country that is no longer worthy of being compared with the Xia Dynasty.

He had no interest in going over to take a look.

In one's lifetime, it is already a rare achievement to leave one's name deeply imprinted in a country, and one should not covet more.

"Daqing"

Looking at the towering mountains ahead, Gu Dan's eyes revealed a hint of nostalgia.

He had been to Daqing at least twice.

One time, when the Imperial Hospital was on the battlefield, he followed Andy Hui to treat the wounded.

The other time was after the source river burst its banks.

Thinking about it now, it seems a bit far away.

"Come to think of it, have you ever thought about going out?"

Gu Dan asked with some curiosity.

Both the Mohist giant Qin Lisheng and the Confucian leader Xun Ke eventually left the Xia Dynasty. They wanted to spread the morality they maintained to all directions.

As the leader of the Legalists, whose reputation in the Xia Dynasty is no less than that of the Mohists and Confucians, Shang never showed such an attitude from beginning to end.

Although it is true that Shang's own strength cannot match that of the two grand masters, especially his lifespan cannot be compared, but a man's ambition should not be affected by such things.

"No."

Who would have thought that Shang shook his head straightforwardly and said, "Legalism is different from Mohism and Confucianism. It is necessary to cultivate one place deeply, otherwise it will do more harm than good. It is impossible to leave like Master Xun and others and leave behind only ideas and moral principles."

Mohism and Confucianism are like people holding torches, holding them high, giving people hope and telling others that they can follow.

The Legalists are like the oil stains in the torch, which make the flame more powerful and fierce, but they are not the ones who hold up the torch.

As the leader of the Legalists, Shang was clearer and more aware of this than anyone else.

"In today's world, people are either Confucianists or Mohists."

Shang said: "This is naturally very good, but only mentioning the glory of human nature while avoiding the ugliness of human nature is not the right path after all.

My talent and integrity are not as good as Xunzi's, and certainly not as good as Mozi's. But people like me can also do things that they are not convenient to do.

If there are men to hold the plow, there will be men to forge swords."

He forged an exceptionally sharp sword for the Xia Dynasty.

Hurt yourself first to cure the stubborn disease.

The two were clearly chatting, but accidentally, they inevitably turned to serious matters.

Shang is a man who has the world in his heart, but he only has the world in his heart.

Gu Dan thought this was not a good idea.

But the other party's life span is coming to an end, and after living his life like this, there is really no need to change anything.

"This time I really ran into someone from the Mohist School. Perhaps this person should be from the Mohist School."

Gu Dan had sharp eyes and with a casual glance, he could see a Mohist who was obviously not from the Xia Dynasty, but was wearing a short brown cloth robe, walking towards them.

The man's skin was extremely dark, even darker than the dark yellow under the scorching sun, as if he was born that way.

Although he was wearing a short brown cotton shirt, one could tell at a glance that he was definitely not from the Xia Dynasty, or even from any of the neighboring countries.

In addition, there was a piece of fur tied around the man's waist, dotted with scattered teeth of some large beast.

In his hand was a sharp wooden spear stained with bright red blood, dark and bloody.

Even below his neck hung a sharp tooth about the thickness of an ordinary person's thumb. If it weren't for the short brown cloth he was wearing, one would really think he was a savage.

"Hello, do you need any help?"

The man greeted Gu Dan and Shang with an obviously unfamiliar Xia Dynasty accent.

To be honest, with his appearance and the clothes he wears that are very similar to those of the Mohists, it is really hard for people to feel close to him.

The ability of Mohist school that had been in the Xia Dynasty, which made people feel close and reliable, disappeared when it was used on him. If nothing unexpected happened, this guy had "smuggled" in. Now, you can't just come to the Xia Dynasty if you want to, you need approval from the government.

But the Xia Dynasty has suffered losses in manpower now, and it is unlikely to be able to capture everything. But given this guy's appearance, if he goes deeper into Yuzhou, he will definitely be questioned by the government, or even reported by the public. In the worst case, he will be sent away, or arrested directly.

But as the saying goes, a skilled person is a bold one. Not to mention that the other party at least looks like a human being, even if he doesn't look like a human being, Gu Dan is not afraid of him.

Seeing the man coming forward, Gu Dan asked, "What can I do for you?"

"I am a Mozhe."

The man was holding a bloody wooden spear. Although his accent seemed to be deliberately trying to please the Xia Dynasty, he seemed very proud and said, "I came from the barbarians. I want to see the Xia Dynasty that the giants talk about. I will help those in need along the way."

"oh?"

Gu Dan became somewhat interested.

Giant.

This is not a casual name.

"Tell me more about it."

Gu Dan asked curiously, "How did you become a Mohist?"

"The great man came to our homeland and taught us how to be a good person"

The man was not as fierce as he looked, but when he spoke, he couldn't stop gesticulating, and even the bloody wooden spear in his hand was waving vigorously, which was really not a good habit.

But what he said is not difficult to understand.

Many years ago, Qin Lisheng, a great figure of the Mohist school, went to them.

But let alone the Xia Dynasty, they are probably far inferior to Dai Viet. They don't even have a real court, but exist as a tribe.

Qin Lisheng collectively called them "barbarians".

It means rude, cruel and unreasonable.

But since the Mohists have come, we naturally cannot just stand by and watch.

In his words, "The great master simply killed the tribal leader who was about to marry his 35th wife, and also killed the priest who wanted to sacrifice six young virgins to the river god, and taught them the principles of life with the glory of Mohism."

Barbarians worship the strong and believe in the strong.

Although Qin Lisheng did not stay there for long, his action and sermon were like opening a window of hope for these barbarians.

He is one of the few brave men in the tribe. In his own words, he is a "brave pioneer."

He started from his youth, following the footsteps of the Mohists, and walked for nearly fifty years before finally arriving at the Xia Dynasty, the birthplace of Mohism.

I want to see a bigger world outside of the barbaric world.

"I see."

Gu Dan nodded gently, "We don't need help, thank you for your help."

"You're welcome. Don't go over there anymore. There's a fight going on there and many people have died."

He pointed in the direction of Daqing, then walked away on his own, his destination being the imperial capital of the Xia Dynasty.

He really wants to go and see it.

Although they look a little different, the person in front of me really has no bad intentions.

After he left, Shang said helplessly, "Every year, Mohists and Confucian scholars from some unknown country come to the Xia Dynasty. The key is that it is almost impossible to tell whether they are real or fake. After all, it is impossible to send people to really take a look."

"How does the Xia Dynasty deal with this kind of thing?"

Gu Dan asked.

"It's not good to just drive them away. Those who can come here must have some ability. To put it more seriously, they even represent the image and majesty of the Xia Dynasty outside."

Shang said: "So if a Mohist comes, let the Mohist people be in charge, and if a Confucianist comes, let the Confucian people receive him. If he does not break the law or discipline, then treat him as an ordinary citizen. If he breaks the law or discipline intentionally, his crime will be doubled. If he does it unintentionally, his crime will be doubled."

The idea of ​​Shang is simple.

In the Xia Dynasty, the people of the Xia Dynasty were the masters.

Don't say that you are an admirer of Confucianism and Mohism and want to enjoy preferential treatment. Even if you admire the sage king Wang Mang, the Legalists will not tolerate you when you deserve punishment.

As the so-called Celestial Empire, it is natural that the barbarians should understand what etiquette and rules are.

Those who don’t understand need to know why the Celestial Empire is the Celestial Empire.

A strong country does not need to please outsiders.

Maintaining the dignity and honor of the country does not mean giving preferential treatment to others - unless the other party is really talented, it is not impossible to give some cheap benefits to get close to him.

But if you want to be superior to your own country, you can just wait and see whether France will do the right thing or not.

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Mohism and Confucianism were the face of the Xia Dynasty when it went abroad, while Legalism was the inside.

Neither is indispensable.

"It seems that Qin Lisheng and Xun Ke have done a great job, and you are also very good."

Gu Dan nodded slightly, indicating his agreement.

The Xia Dynasty was so famous that it even had an impact on other countries. There is no need to say much about the country's strength, but this strength could only intimidate the surrounding countries.

What really made the Xia Dynasty leave its mark far and wide, and even made people yearn for it, must be its superior features.

Only in this way would some people go through so much trouble to climb mountains and cross rivers, and travel to one country after another, just to witness the prosperity and wealth of the Xia Dynasty with their own eyes.

A glimpse of the whole picture shows that the country that was once in turmoil has truly taken root in the earth and thrived, even like a big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves. Its shade and projection alone can shelter and influence an area.

If we can achieve this, we will not have let down the blood and efforts of our predecessors.

This is the inheritance.

"After walking for half of the Xia Dynasty, is there any place you want to go?"

Gu Dan asked.

Shang seemed a little conflicted, which was rare.

This is really rare.

Gu Dan did not urge him, but just waited there quietly.

After a long time, Shang said slowly: "There is indeed a place I want to go and see."

"Then let's go."

Gu Dan said it quite straightforwardly.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Gu."

"What are you talking about?"

A small mountain village.

A more accurate description would be that it is a small mountain village that has completely fallen into ruin.

Even in Yuzhou, it is an absolutely remote place.

The so-called remote countryside is a compliment for this place. There is no trace of artificial carving here at all, and even the roads are blocked by overgrown branches and weeds.

There are no people living here anymore, and even the houses from the past have collapsed.

They traveled through mountains and rivers, and most of the time it was Gu who carried the burden on the donkey - only then did he understand what Shang meant by 'sorry to bother Mr. Gu'.

It turns out that the Xia Dynasty also had some inaccessible places.

Looking at this abandoned little village, the houses that have been knocked down by the earthquake are entangled with vines, which looks particularly natural.

Shang seemed very silent. He looked at the abandoned houses in silence, his weak feet stepping on the hard ground, walking and stopping from time to time.

Gu Dan followed behind him without saying a word to disturb him.

This place is probably the place where Shang was abducted by human traffickers.

Not a good memory by any means.

It also cast a deep and heavy shadow on his childhood.

This shadow gradually gathered into the prototype of the Legalists, and then was taught by Xun Ke, and finally became the Legalists of today.

Gu Dan did not speak, but Shang took the initiative to speak, saying: "The people here were relocated by the government. Life in the deep mountains and old forests, the so-called paradise, is ultimately just an unattainable dream.

The more primitive the ecology and environment, the closer people will be to animals, to the point where they can’t tell the difference.”

Shang spoke in a very calm tone.

Only in front of Mr. Gu does he have some desire to express himself.

If there is anyone who can understand what he did, it is undoubtedly the person who watched Dayue collapse and then established the Xia Dynasty on its ruins.

“That’s why some people need to stand up. That’s why Qin Lisheng, Xun Ke and others have to travel around the countries and talk about morality.

The Xia Dynasty was very large, but if you really look at the world from a global perspective, the Xia Dynasty seems very small.”

Gu Dan said: "When going abroad, gender, appearance, bloodline, family background, these external things can be similar or even completely different. But those who agree with the ideals of the Xia Dynasty and adhere to the ideals of the Xia Dynasty can be called the people of the Xia Dynasty, true fellow travelers."

"You are right."

Shang nodded and looked down at the mountain.

It was getting dark at this time. The morning glow dotted the vast mountains and rivers. The lush trees swayed in the breeze, like countless burning flames, spitting out tongues of fire.

A spark comes from the sky, and I scatter it among the people here.

As the afterglow of the sunset gradually fades away, the bright moonlight takes over.

The mountains are dim and the moon is at its zenith.

The moonlight tonight is not bright, but rather a little cold.

The cold air in the mountains was very strong at night, but Shang rarely seemed cold.

He sat on a piece of bluestone, staring blankly at the foot of the mountain, the way he had come.

Even with the moonlight shining, the path still seemed dim and dark, with countless tiny branches and vines intertwined and surrounded. I really didn't know how they managed to walk through that bumpy road.

"Mr. Gu?"

After a long silence, Shang suddenly spoke, and his cold eyebrows softened and were no longer sharp.

"Um?"

"Will the Xia Dynasty continue to exist?"

"How long has it been?"

Shang stopped talking.

He was a little greedy.

When you see a flame, you want to start a big fire.

Feeling the chill of the night, I wanted the flames to burn hotter.

Those who have seen the light will always find it difficult to endure the darkness.

Looking further down the mountain, you can see fertile fields, flowing mountains and rivers.

Looking up at the sky again, the eternal bright moon is still accompanying all living things on earth, generation after generation.

When a gust of wind blows across the sky and earth, leaves float down from the trees, never to return.

Another spring and autumn, another reincarnation.

Where is the person who came to watch the moon with me? The scenery is vaguely similar to last year. (End of this chapter)