Chapter 7: Issuing Guns (1) Huaxia Book Library Net
"...The king and the nobles want to rule the world, govern the vassals, but without virtue and righteousness, how can they do it? Their words will surely rely on power and coercion. Where will the king and the nobles get this power and coercion from? The people's death is due to their overthrow! The people value life as much as possible and hate death as much as possible... To rule the world, govern the vassals, one must take care of the people and respect the virtuous, this is the saintly person's thick practice..."
"...Storehouses without provisions, soldiers without equipment, even with justice, cannot conquer without justice... The wise ruler's way of governing the country is to be solid in defense and strong in attack..."
Mommy! The old man actually has such a good treasure in his hands!
In the quiet residence, under the dim yellow light, Liu Zhang's eyes shone brightly as he read through the newly acquired Mozi Jingyao again and again, unable to help but slap his thigh in excitement.
This so-called "Essence of Mozi" is obviously not a complete work, but rather an excerpt selected and compiled by someone who added their own insights.
In addition to the opening speech on the King's Way, it also records various instrument manufacturing, city defense and military tactics, which are detailed and meticulous.
No wonder the old man Zheng Zhong repeatedly instructed, not to reveal it to others. Liu Zhang thought secretly. If this is once revealed, I'm afraid it will be a bloody storm at any time. Especially in this era, I'm afraid that any power in the world cannot resist the temptation of this fine meaning.
Did this old man see through his own thoughts? After the excitement had passed, Liu Zhang thought of Tong Yuan's careful consideration in giving him this valuable advice.
Otherwise, why did he only pass it on to himself and not to Zhang Ren and Zhang Xiu? Hmm, that old man is getting more cunning with age, probably guessing something. Liu Zhang's five fingers lightly tapped the case table, his eyes slightly narrowed.
He wasn't afraid of Tong Yuan guessing something. Since Tong Yuan could pass this thing on to him, he knew that at least he didn't object.
From what is recorded in Jingyitongpian, the old man seems to be implicitly encouraging and guiding, that is, teaching himself how to be a good king.
"The people of Taiwan value virtue"
It must be these four words, Liu Zhang's heart seemed to have a sudden realization. He slightly closed his eyes, thinking through the events from start to finish again, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He reached out to adjust the lamp flame, then buried his head in thought once more...
"Ah Yun, I've passed your handwritten note to that child, I suppose you wouldn't object either......" On the opposite side of the bamboo house, Tong Yuan gazed at the candlelight in Qingyun's residence, murmuring softly to himself. His face was filled with nostalgia and tenderness, and a crystal tear slowly formed at the corner of his eye...
Ten days later.
"Alright, you win. Tomorrow, follow Ren Er and wait for me at the back courtyard."
With one hand holding the yellow bamboo spear presented by Liu Zhang, he shook it slightly, and in an instant, the bamboo spear seemed to come alive like a spiritual snake, and a flash of light appeared out of thin air. Amidst the humming sound, Tong Yuan nodded slightly and said calmly to Liu Zhang standing beside him.
Liu Zhang's eyes flashed with a hint of light, and he nodded in response. Beside him, Zhang Ren and Zhang Yi were beaming with joy, patting his shoulder repeatedly, seemingly even more thrilled than if they had passed themselves.
Liu Zhang felt warmth in his heart. For ten days, he had been whittling with that small knife, about an inch long, quietly contemplating every contact between the blade and the yellow bamboo.
Strength, either concentrated at one point or dispersed over the surface. As it advances, threads of understanding flow through the mind like a gentle stream, clear and transparent. When the old calluses on the palm of the hand have worn off and reformed after months of practice, and the red marks appear on the yellow bamboo pole, the subtlety of force ultimately lies in mental clarity.
Although it was only a short ten days, Liu Zhang's temperament had changed from the sharp and revealing air of that day to a more reserved and subtle one. The glint in his eyes was gone, replaced by a deeper and more introspective look. Compared to when he first came up the mountain, he seemed less naive and more mature.
"The spear is the commander of soldiers. Even and swift, straight in and out. Out, like a dragon emerging from water, in, like a fierce tiger returning to its den. Mainly using block, grab, lock, strike, as auxiliary use dot, collapse, pick, sweep, wrap. Moving like a line, force concentrated at the tip..."
