Hanging pot to help the world, I just want to live forever

Chapter 234 A Saint Is Born

Time is fleeting.

Three years of the Xia Dynasty!

Since the founding of the country, the Xia Dynasty has hardly made any major moves.

The people living in the Xia Dynasty, even now and then, occasionally some people still say the word "Dayue". One can imagine how weak the presence of the Xia Dynasty court is.

But this kind of weakness is worth boasting about, because the Emperor Xia has reduced all the taxes payable by ordinary people for three years. This is actually the place where most ordinary people can leave a deep impression on the court.

Order has been maintained. Although most places still follow the old system of Da Yue, the world is no longer as chaotic as it was during the previous war.

The Mohists have contributed a lot!

Qin Lisheng, the current giant of the Mohist school, has never lived up to the name of the Mohist school, nor has he lived up to the name of a giant. In the past three years, even under the circumstances of the whole country's worship, the number of Mohists has not increased much!
After being elected as the state religion, Qin Lisheng, who led the ink writers, chose not to be rich, rich and well-clothed.

Because Qin Lisheng's requirements are higher than those of Mo Qiu back then, but not infinite.

The former Mohist already had the meaning of 'self-suffering to the extreme', and now it is even more "one day without work, one day without food"!
Short brown clothes, and a soup of gooseberries and gooseberries, if you get them in the morning, you will get them in the evening.

The change of status, joining the court, these have not changed the Mohist style.

Even the appropriation of the imperial court itself will never be accepted unless it is necessary.

The Mo family also has its own account book, and every transaction of money must be checked clearly, which has reached a heinous level.

But under the absolute discipline, it did prevent the Mohist family from being polluted.

There was once a Mohist who had passed away and was investigated by a rich family. He was received by the rich family. Naturally, there was no need to talk about the food and drink. When he left, he gave the Mohist three hundred gold.

The Mohist readily accepted, found Qin Lisheng with three hundred gold, explained the origin clearly, and expressed that he would hand it over and confiscate it.

Then he was dismissed by Qin Lisheng. You must know that he was one of the three thousand Mohists who had followed Mo Qiu!

Later, it was useless for Wang Mang to personally help and intercede after hearing about this matter, Qin Lisheng was very determined to remove him from the position of Mohist, even if this Mohist had followed Moqiu for several years without risking his life, he would not forgive him.

"When the water is clear, there will be no fish. What's more, that Mohist confiscated it directly not for his own selfishness and greed. Why should he do this? He just wants to stop this trend, and a warning is enough."

Wang Mang once asked Qin Lisheng like this.

"He may indeed be well-intentioned, but this kind of behavior is absolutely unacceptable. If you donate [-] gold today, you can give [-] gold tomorrow, [-] gold. Five hundred gold is too much, so take one quietly." , who knows? Most of them have been confiscated anyway! No one has done this. If this matter gets out, how can the Mohists deal with it? Those who know should go to investigate, and those who don’t know think it’s the Mohist who went to blackmail ! The poison is far-reaching, and there is no mercy!"

Qin Lisheng replied in this way.

He was right.

After the Mohist really accepted the three hundred gold and wanted to confiscate it, the aristocratic families who had not yet been liquidated wanted to give something to the Mohism.

Gold and silver, land, mansions, and even concubines!
Free gift, absolutely nothing else.

But with the lesson learned from the past, even if it is a stitch of stitches, the Mo Zhe will not move again, and dare not move again.

Even when investigation is needed, the Mohist will bring his own dry food, sit at the table with prepared delicacies, eat dry cakes, and drink cold water.

Absolute discipline brings absolute majesty.

There is nothing that does not look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha. Whoever the Mohists want to take down is taken on the spot.

Fortunately, although the Xia Dynasty did lose a lot of things, it also lost a lot of obstacles.

And the Mohism, which is run by Qin Lisheng, is also regarded as a stone in the latrine by many wealthy families.

In the past three years, apart from investigating high-ranking and wealthy households, the Mohists have been doing violence against the good and acting chivalrously. After the Mohists left, the common people would gather and tell about their daily grievances. Then the Mohists would investigate again. No mercy!

It is true that the folk atmosphere has been rectified a bit.

But these changes are not enough.

After passing through three years in such a peaceful manner, nothing special happened in the territory of the Xia Dynasty, and there was no particularly big change.

Even most of the laws and regulations still follow the old system of Dayue.

It is somewhat inconsistent with the original saying of admiring Mohism.

However, these days are almost over!
Three years is enough to recruit enough officials, at least it is no longer like when the country was first established, just sending someone to occupy a position first.

Wang Mang already has enough manpower and enough information to start the transformation of a country.

"This thing, you look at it first."

In the imperial study, Wang Mang summoned Qin Lisheng and handed him a piece of light paper.

Qin Lisheng took it, and for a while, his face, which was as cold as a knife, couldn't help but twitch slightly.

The more he looked down, the more Qin Lisheng frowned, and in the end his facial expression almost collapsed. He was holding a light paper, his arms were trembling uncontrollably, and he looked like he was about to vomit blood.

Wang Mang coughed lightly, knowing that he was wrong, he couldn't help adding in a low voice: "Actually, some can be deleted as appropriate."

"To fool the world like this, Emperor Xia really thinks it will be useful?"

Taking a deep breath, Qin Lisheng suppressed the anger in his heart and asked.

"You and I have seen Mozi and know his deeds, so we know that the things on this paper are fake. But the common people don't know, they really think that there was a born saint, so give them a born saint, So that they can follow suit. It’s not to fool the world and insult Mozi, but this method has the fastest effect, the deepest impact, and the best effect.”

Speaking of this, Wang Mang added: "Of course, we must also refer to the opinions of the Mohists. If most of the Mohists disagree, the above things will not be promoted."

Qin Lisheng's eyes scanned the paper for a while, and then he couldn't help moving it away forcibly. If he continued to look at it, he was afraid that he would vomit blood directly.

It can't be so outrageous to make up random things!

"If Emperor Xia really has this intention, it is true that he wants to refer to the Mohist's opinion, but let's send it to the person in the small courtyard to have a look first!"

Qin Lisheng waved his hand angrily and walked away.

Wang Mang was left alone holding the piece of paper, looking a little helpless.

After hesitating for a moment, I decided to give it a try.

Gu's small courtyard.

A few years have passed, and the place is the same as before.

All kinds of exotic flowers and plants planted by Xiaoying in the yard are still luxuriant, the most eye-catching is the sun chrysanthemum, just like its name, the sun blooming on the ground.

In the small courtyard, Xu Zhian was leading Cang to study.

Xu Zhian was already very old, even though his body was still healthy, it was difficult for him to straighten his back, and he was resting peacefully on the recliner under the willow tree.

But Cang was reciting ancient books in front of the stone table, which was a little less stubborn.

Xiaoying is not here at this time, she has a little success in medical skills, and has begun to treat minor illnesses and accumulate experience.

"Uncle Xu, is Brother Gu at home?"

Wang Mang who came here greeted Xu Zhian very familiarly.

"Is Emperor Xia coming?"

Xu Zhian heard the voice, opened his eyes and got up to salute.

"Don't, don't! Don't let me down!"

Wang Mang was taken aback, and hurried forward, "Don't make such jokes, I should salute you both emotionally and rationally."

"what."

A happy smile appeared on Xu Zhian's face, "Being able to make the emperor salute, the old man's life is worth it."

"If you want, I can give you a few knocks during the Chinese New Year."

Wang Mang didn't show his identity, he had always been like this in front of his own people, and he never showed any edge, just like the Xia Dynasty at this time seemed a little ordinary.

"That kid isn't here, so he runs outside all day long, saying he wants to treat illnesses and save lives. I've never seen him working so hard before."

Back to business, Xu Zhian told me.

"Will you be back today?"

Wang Mang was not in a hurry either.

"Calculate the time."

Xu Zhian searched for information in his slightly chaotic mind, "Today seems to be the seventh day, and he usually will not leave for more than seven days, and he will probably be back soon."

"That's good."

Wang Mang breathed a sigh of relief, "I just happen to rest here for a while, and I will steal half a day's leisure."

"casual."

Xu Zhian waved his hand, then went back to rest on the recliner.

Even her eyebrows were a little gray, but she looked more kind and peaceful.

And Cang, who used to dismiss books and even took them out to burn, finally began to hold on to the books at this time, and realized the charm of books.

Time is catalyzing everything invisible, taking away familiar things.

So much so that even this small courtyard, which seems to have been quiet for years, is no longer the same.

until it gets dark.

The small courtyard door was finally pushed open again.

Gu Dan came in with a jug of wine and a food box in his hand.

"Uncle Xu, look what I brought you! Yangzhou's sweet-scented osmanthus cake and Xianrenzui, I remember you said you wanted to try it last time."

Gu Dan held up the food box in his hand, and said in a show-off manner.

In a blink of an eye, he saw Wang Mang who was silently waiting in the yard.

For three years, Gu Dan never went to the court again.

On the other hand, Wang Mang would come over for a stroll when he was free.

It's just that Gu Dan is not here most of the time.

As Xu Zhian said, Gu Dan is busy treating illnesses and saving lives, and he is in a hurry.

As if something was urging him, he often didn't see anyone, and he didn't have the peace and calmness that was completely from the heart in the past.

In the past three years, many people have changed, even Wang Mang has an extra majesty.

But Gu Dan's face is still young.

50-year-old Shouyuan is still very young compared to his 70-year-old age, and it can even be said that he is at the beginning of his prime.

He has not even reached half of his own limit.

"Brother Gu."

Wang Mang said hello.

"Come? Let's have a meal together."

Gu Dan nodded and didn't pay much attention to him. He pulled out a few lanterns from the house, lit the candles, and hung them on the willow branches in the yard.

Before the light of the silver moon sheds the afterglow, there can still be a warm scene here.

Then Cang quickly ran out of the small yard.

About two quarters of an hour later, Xun Ke and Cang came back together.

Gu Dan had already placed the food and wine on the table, and a little later, Xiaoying returned to the small courtyard with the medicine box.

Gu Dan went to the back room to pick up Xu Zhian, and took the chair.

A circle of people around the table.

Gu Dan, Xun Ke, Cang, Xiaoying, Wang Mang.

"It's almost full. Come on, Uncle Xu, let's have a drink. These little guys can drink as much as they want, and if they don't want to drink, they will be dragged down."

Gu Dan poured a glass of Immortal Drunk for Xu Zhian. This wine was treasured for 50 years.

Although a lot of food has been prepared, this is not a banquet, it is more like a family banquet. Everyone talks about their own, and if there is nothing to talk about, they will leave when they are full. There are no rules at all.

Xun Ke, Cang, and Xiaoying got together and whispered together, while Xu Zhian, Gu Dan, and Wang Mang talked about the customs and customs of various places.

Where does the wine taste better, where does the food cook well, where does the scenery look better?
After all, without mentioning state affairs, they are all commonplace things.

Wait until the wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed the five flavors.

The little ones have gone back to rest.

Xu Zhian was also tired, Gu Dan sent him to the house to continue resting.

Wang Mang was still sitting there on the stone bench, and his expression became solemn.

"what's up?"

Gu Dan who turned back asked.

Wang Mang didn't say it at the beginning, so it wasn't an urgent matter; if he had to say it now, it probably wasn't an easy matter.

"Here is a summary of various news about Mozi gathered by officials, why don't you take a look first?"

Wang Mang didn't dare to mention it directly, instead he took out the paper that Qin Lisheng had seen before, and handed it over.

Gu Dan took it and glanced at it.

When he was born, the purple energy spread for three thousand miles, and a phoenix appeared.

One-year-old speaks, two-year-old writes, three-year-old gives away pears, four-year-old smashes tanks to save lives, five-year-old family is poor, parents are hungry and cold, lying on ice and begging for carp.
What an outrageous thing!
If you don't give some deeds every year, the days will seem to pass in vain!
And these are just trivial compliments.

In the following year, three or four deeds could be made up, and some stories that were familiar to restaurants and teahouses were also added, such as three fights against bullies, capturing tigers in downtown, and slaying dragons in anger
When he saw the end, Gu Dan found out that he still had his part in it.

This is what it says:
Mo Qiu is a sage bestowed by heaven on earth. After the sage returns, there will be immortals descending to earth, who will be moved by Mo Qiu's merits and virtues, heal the wounds and diseases in the world, and make people heal themselves without medicine.

There is a vision at birth, and there is a fairy when you return. It is true that you have mastered the wealth code of the stories of this era.

"Brother Gu, what do you think?"

Wang Mang asked carefully.

"absurd."

Gu Dan returned the paper to Wang Mang just like Qin Lisheng did.

"Hey, these things are not what I said, but folk rumors. If there is no conclusion, these deeds will only increase, and the more they are, the less human."

Wang Mang coughed lightly and spoke.

In fact, on the day the nation was founded, the news of Mo Qiu's death was announced to the public.

Even Wang Mang set up a clothes tomb for Moqiu in the imperial capital. Because he wanted to praise the festival burial of the Mohist school, the clothes tomb was not luxurious, and even looked a bit simple.

A solitary tomb, a stone tablet, is the home of the saint.

Even so, there is still an endless stream of people who go to visit the shrine.

But there is still one problem that has not been dealt with.

That is, the court has never made a final conclusion on a coffin, and they all say that Mo Qiu is a saint, so what kind of saint should he be?

Since it is said that he is a saint, why don't there be some miracles and magic tricks, is it plausible?
It's not different from ordinary people, is it plausible?
The problem is that the Mo family is still there, and so are the group of Mohists who followed Mo Qiu.

The imperial court must also take into account the opinions of the Mohists, especially Gu Dan's opinions.

This is the main reason why Wang Mang came to visit.

"You want to use these things to promote virtue?"

Gu Dan guessed what Wang Mang was thinking in an instant.

"What Brother Gu said is true."

Wang Mang nodded immediately, if he didn't have this thought, why would he take out this thing?

But Gu Dan shook his head and refused without hesitation, "It's too late."

In this day and age, the allure of a personal role model is great.

It is not unheard of for even one person to influence a country.

Not to mention that in such a world with personal force, as long as there are such people, they will be more respected by others. The people here are also used to the emergence of heroes, and even take it for granted.

But heroes are easy to find, but saints are hard to find.

Those who do great deeds for the country and the people are considered heroes.

And a sage wants to educate the world.

To be an example for the people of the world to follow.

If it's just a spontaneous eulogy among the people, it doesn't matter how outrageous it is, it doesn't matter how outrageous it is.

But if it is the imperial court who makes a final conclusion, it is equivalent to directly "taking the facts", which can hardly be changed, and there are more things to consider.

The piece of paper Wang Mang handed over did not contain any outrageous deeds, at least it was barely capable of doing things—the problem is, there are too many!

So much to the point of running around for a lifetime and never stopping.

It's okay to take out a few individually and put them on one person's head, but putting them all together and stacking them forcibly will only make people feel weird.

As long as you have read the book for a few years, I am afraid that you will question the content of it.

Whitewashing and polishing everything, on the contrary, changed the taste.

"That's why you need Brother Gu to check it out. How do you think it should be written?"

Wang Mang asked.

Gu Dan thought carefully for a moment, then said calmly: "Don't try to create a natural saint with a false appearance, the most holy and the most sage, even if it helps to promote virtue, the harm will be endless. This time you can whitewash brother Mo, next time Who can be painted over and over again? After over and over again, wouldn't the Xia Dynasty be full of saints in the end?
The thing on that piece of paper is too false, but lacks soul, less flesh and blood, more like an empty shell.For the sake of virtue, it doesn't matter if you don't. "

Gu Dan didn't want to try his best to paint Mo Qiu into a real saint who was sent by heaven to rescue the suffering.

In this way, it is a betrayal of Mo Qiu, and even more of a betrayal of the Mo family.

Mo Qiu never said he was a saint, nor did he want to be one.

He came from Yuzhou only because of what he saw along the way, the people were in dire straits, and he couldn't bear it.

Unable to bear it, everything he did was in accordance with his original heart and nature, and he never had any will from heaven, let alone being born to save suffering.

Just because he came, he saw it.

So, what is he going to do.

That's it.

Forcibly lifting a person to the altar, even putting aside the facts for the sake of the altar, what people feel is not the mind and flesh and blood of a saint, but a hypocritical puppet, a statue of a god worshiped by people.

The reason why a saint is a saint is because he stood up when everyone was helpless and powerless.

Not because he was destined to stand up, so he became a saint for granted.

The cause-and-effect relationship cannot be wrong.

As Gu Dan said, for the sake of virtue, for the sake of merit, don't worry about it!
Hypocrisy is everywhere in this world. Those most sincere emotions and righteous morality should not be painted over.

"I understand."

Wang Mang nodded. Since Qin Lisheng and Gu Dan disagreed, all the content on this piece of paper would naturally be invalidated, "Then tell the truth?"

"be honest."

Gu Dan nodded.

"Then Mozi fell, how should the four kingdoms surrender?"

Wang Mang asked.

To be honest, the biggest problem is, in the case where Gu Dan wants to leave himself, there must be a credible explanation for the surrender of the four countries, right?
"The last thing can be given a little mysterious color. In this way, those who can find the difference will naturally notice a little difference, and may spontaneously pursue it to explore the secret. In the end, he will find out that Brother Mo Everything that was done was true, it just ended in a rather bizarre way."

Gu Dan laughed, this could be considered a joke between him and his descendants.

Anyway, those who should know will naturally know, and those who don't know can also discover Mo Qiu's own demeanor and brilliance during the process of searching.

That is the wealth he left to this era.

And he still lives in a corner, without leaving his name.

"it is good."

Wang Mang nodded immediately, even if this choice would hinder his plan a little bit, and it would take him a few more years, it was already a great blessing to be able to sit on the emperor's seat, so how could he expect too much?
"Now that there are enough officials and manpower, and the land properties in various places have been investigated in the past few years, we can start reforming taxes and corvee."

Wang Mang said seriously: "Prior to this, most of the Xia Dynasty still relied on the old system of the Great Moon. They didn't have enough manpower and lacked experience in managing the country. For the sake of stability, the court didn't do much. Starting this year , I am going to send people to promote the morality of the Mohist school and praise the virtues of Mozi. Using the two characters of morality as the foundation of the world to educate all people, what do you think?"

"I don't know much about state affairs, so don't ask me. If the people can live better, it is considered success."

This time, Gu Dan did not give his opinion.

"I get it, I'll do it right!"

Wang Mang nodded, a burning light burst out in his eyes.

In this world, it's time to hear Xia Chao's voice.

The imprint that Da Yue once left on this land will eventually fade away.

Sooner or later, people on this land will remember that there is a Xia Huang up there. Even though he still has no sense of existence at all, soon, stories about him will be spread in this land.

Gu Dan watched Wang Mang leave, and stayed silently in front of the stone table, gazing at the bright moon in the sky, lonely and cold.

For three years, he practiced medicine everywhere.

I have experienced a lot during this period, but there is nothing special to mention.

However, there is still a long way to go before the requirement of [-] years of longevity.

For the first time, Gu Dan felt that time was waiting for me.

Everything is gradually going away.

And he stayed where he was.

Years, years.

Long life, long life!

(End of this chapter)