Chapter 7 Organization

  In the morning, the scorching sun still covered the earth, radiating the last vestiges of summer. In this quiet and deserted dawn, a horse-drawn carriage with tightly closed curtains slowly entered the gate of the Court of Judicial Review!

  The carriage stopped, the coachman lifted the curtain, and a half-grown figure jumped out. It was Xiao Fusu. Feng Jie and others had been waiting for a long time, seeing Fusu get off the carriage, they hurried to welcome him.

  As soon as Fu Su got off the car, he saw Fang Zhong, who had already taken a bath and changed into a clean white outfit. His face, which was originally hidden by his messy hair and dirt, now revealed its original appearance: sharp eyebrows, long eyes, high nose, and the whole person looked like he was only in his thirties, looking vigorous and extraordinary. However, there were still chains on his hands and body, apparently Feng Jie was still wary of his identity!

  "Are you ready?" Fu Su asked in a low voice. "Everything is fine, this is his pass disc, I personally signed it, absolutely worry-free!" Feng Jie also whispered. Fu Su nodded and smiled slightly at Fang Zhong behind him.

  Feng Jie turned around and shouted to the several prison guards escorting Fang Zhong: "Remove his chains, all of you retreat!" The several prison guards took orders, removed the chains from Fang Zhong's body, and retreated. Fu Su slightly bowed, saying to Fang Zhong: "Sir, please get on the carriage!" Fang Zhong rushed to Feng Jie, clasped his fist in respect, and proudly got onto the horse-drawn carriage; although he had been imprisoned for two years, he still had a proud and unyielding spirit!

  "Clip-clop, clip-clop..." The carriage with tightly closed curtains quickly left the Tribunal of Justice under the urging of the coachman and galloped towards the East City of Xianyang.

  Fusu let out a sigh of relief and nodded to Fang Zhong, saying: "Fusu is fortunate not to have failed the mission!" Fang Zhong also smiled and said: "Young master is indeed trustworthy, so I can rest assured in entrusting Mo Men to you!" Fusu smiled and said: "Yesterday's time was too rushed, there wasn't enough time to explain thoroughly. Today, taking advantage of this opportunity, sir, could you tell me again about the specific situation with Mo Men?"

  Mozi nodded and said, "Alright. Our Mo School is divided into three branches: First, the Ink Foot: taking footsteps to travel the world, spreading across the four seas. This refers to the various connection points and branches distributed among the seven countries of the world. Five or seven people form a connection point, and ten or more people form a branch. Each has a clean identity as cover, either as an inn or a tavern. Therefore, the activity expenses of Mo School are also provided by Ink Foot. The specific number and location have been explained in 'Ju Zi Ling'. There are roughly over 120 places, basically covering all major cities in the seven countries. Connection points and branches communicate with each other through secret methods such as carrier pigeons, quickly spreading intelligence across the five lakes and four seas. The power of Ink Foot is roughly around a thousand people, only responsible for gathering intelligence and communication, generally not directly used for combat!" Fu Su nodded, secretly delighted: "Isn't this equivalent to getting a free intelligence network covering all major towns in the world? Awesome, it's really awesome!"

  "The second branch is the Mo craftsmen: these are all skilled artisans who have received the true transmission of the first 'great master' Mozi, responsible for researching and manufacturing various ingenious devices within the organization, which can be used for attacking cities, defending, and communicating. Due to the secrecy of the Mo school's identity, this branch of power also has about a thousand people, all living in the Qing She Valley of Taihang Purple Sun Mountain. This valley is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and with various ingenious devices on guard, it is safe and worry-free!" Fu Su nodded and said: "That's right, with such a group of skilled craftsmen, it will be easy to conquer the world!"

  Fang Zhong heard this and couldn't help but have a hint of pride on his face, then he continued: "The third branch of power: Mo Jian (Ink Sword): This is the core power of Mo Men's sword that dominates the world. It is mainly used for fighting against strong enemies, defending cities, and other battles. The number of people in this branch is roughly around 4 to 5 thousand, constantly changing with the frequency of wars. In peacetime, they are usually scattered throughout the seven countries, some as farmers, some as merchants. When there is a sudden outbreak of war or an urgent summons from Mo Men, they can be summoned through emergency gathering signals sent out by the liaison points and branches in each country, ordering them to rush to designated areas!" At this point, Fu Su suddenly asked: "Are all the disciples under Mo Jian's jurisdiction proficient in martial arts?"

  Fang Zhong nodded and said: "Whether it's Mo Zu, Mo Xiang or Mo Jian's disciples, they all master the Mo Zi swordsmanship. Of course, as Mo Jian's disciples have a special duty, their swordsmanship is the highest. However, only the true core members can access the most exquisite Mo Zi swordsmanship!" Fu Su heard this and was overjoyed in his heart: "Elite! The average combat power of these people is far superior to that of the Qin army, which is as fierce as wolves and tigers. With this force in my hands, at least I have no problem with self-protection!"

  Suddenly, he thought of something and asked: "Sir, how much power does the Mohist school have in Qin?" Fang Zhong couldn't help but sigh and say: "Qin's laws are strict, management is extremely tight, it's very difficult for the Mohist school to infiltrate. Except for a dozen or so contact points, I estimate that there are less than 100 Mo Sword disciples. If there were enough people, I would have thought of a way to send out news and let them take action to rescue the prison!" Oh, I see, Fu Su nodded his head, it seems that Qin's strict laws also have their advantages.

  Mozi continued, "Apart from these three branches, there is also a headquarters: Mo Brain. This headquarters has around 200-300 people, all of whom are the true core strength of Moism. They are responsible for managing the normal operation of each branch and cultivating reserve forces. Due to the prevalence of chivalrous winds in Qi State and its lax laws, making it easy to hide, they set up their base in Linzi City, using the Autumn Water Martial Arts Hall as cover!" Upon hearing this, Fu Su expressed some concern, "But sir, you've been imprisoned for nearly two years, without a leader, can Mo Brain still operate normally?"

  The young master smiled and said, "This young master is quite ignorant. The Mo School founded by Master Mozi has a very complete organization. The 'Juzi' themselves do not need to be responsible for the operation of the organization at all times. The operation of the Mo School is mainly carried out by the three elders of the Mo brain and the three leaders of the Mo foot, Mo sword, and Mo workmanship. Due to the secrecy and danger of the 'Juzi' identity, generally speaking, the 'Juzi' only remotely controls the Mo School and rarely appears in person. This has led to many Mo School elders and branch leaders who have never seen the true face of the 'Juzi'. However, because of this, even if the 'Juzi' himself does not appear for ten years, the Mo brain can still maintain the normal operation of the Mo School. But in order to maintain the continuity of the Mo School, if a generation of 'Juzi' cannot appear for ten years, the three elders and the three branch leaders will re-elect a new 'Juzi' and send disciples to retrieve the 'Juzi' token."

  "Oh, so that's how it is! Then how have the 'Jade Sons' been passed down through the generations?" Fu Su was really persistent, and now time was pressing, asking a bit more was just right. Fang Zhong smiled and said: "Generally speaking, the next generation of 'Jade Sons' are appointed by the previous generation, just like me and you, as long as I hand over the 'Jade Son's Order' to you, then the succession of the 'Jade Son' is complete. Only if a generation of 'Jade Sons' goes through ten years without appearing, will Mo Brain select a new 'Jade Son' and be responsible for finding back the 'Jade Son's Order'."

  "Oh! Is that so? But Fu Su still had doubts: Although the 'Juzi' of all generations were highly skilled in martial arts, did they all travel the world alone like Mr. with a sword? Fang Zhong smiled and said: "Not necessarily, although the 'Juzi' of all generations have received the true transmission of Mozi's sword, their martial arts are generally strong enough to defend themselves, but they can also accept disciples to protect them, and Mo Brain has a special group of guardians to protect the 'Juzi', it's just that the 'Juzi' of all generations are mostly like me, wandering carefree and rarely using them!"

  "Oh, I see. So now that Fu Su is lacking a trustworthy swordsman by his side, can I summon these guardians? After all, my true identity is the eldest son of the Qin state!" Fang Zhong smiled and said: "You are now the 'Jù Zǐ', possessing my personally transmitted 'Jù Zǐ Lìng'. Therefore, within the Mò Mén, you are the legitimate highest leader. As the former 'Jù Zǐ', I must also obey your arrangements, let alone them. You should know that the Mò Mén has always recognized the command, not the person! Of course, if you want them to truly obey you, you must rely on your own abilities. There is also a branch of the Mò Mén in Xianyang City, as long as you can quickly contact headquarters and let these guardians arrive swiftly, that's all!"

  "Oh, I didn't know that the Mo Gate had so many secrets hidden within it. Fu Su has really learned a lot!" Upon hearing this, Fu Su couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief: if he had obtained the 'Juzi Order' but was unable to command the Mo Gate, it would have been a huge joke; now, at least he could finally put his mind at ease. Fang Zhong chuckled and said: "I was only in charge of the 'Juzi' for six years before I was caught and thrown into prison, and I never even made it to the headquarters in Linqu, so there may be some things that even I don't know about; if you're interested, you can take some time to go to Linqu and take a look!" "Mm-hmm!" Fu Su nodded his head.

  At this moment, the horse carriage suddenly stopped. Che Qiong stood outside and bowed to say: "Young Master, we have arrived!" Fu Su immediately got up and lifted the curtain for Fang Zhong, respectfully letting him get out first.

  After Fang Zhong got off the carriage, he looked around and found that they had already arrived at a post house in Xianyang. There were two attendants holding a fine horse beside the road, bowing to receive orders. Fu Su smiled at Fang Zhong and said: "Sir, horses, dry rations, and money have all been prepared for you. This is the route guide issued by the Court of Judicial Review. I wish you a good journey!"

  Fang Zhong took the letter and put it in his bosom, then mounted his horse. Fu Su said with some reluctance: "Sir, where are you going? Will I have the good fortune to see you again?" Fang Zhong laughed loudly: "The world is vast, where can't one go? My heavy burden has been lifted, I will seek a place of clear mountains and beautiful waters to retire, to end this remaining life! In the future, if fate permits, we will meet again!" As he spoke, Fang Zhong raised his whip, shouting "Drive!" The horse let out a long neigh and galloped away, quickly disappearing into the distance at the end of the official road.

  Fu Su gazed at Fang Zhongyan's receding back, and silently thought: "A legendary figure, bidding farewell to the world, and retreating into seclusion. What a pity! What a pity!" After feeling melancholic for a while, Fu Su finally turned around and got onto the carriage, saying: "Return to the palace!" The charioteer responded with a single word, then turned the carriage around with two attendants, heading back to the mansion.

  On the road, Fu Su carefully took out the "Juzi Order" and opened the mechanism on his back, taking out a white silk secretly hidden inside. There were two pieces of white silk, one was the sword style and sword decision of the 36-style Mozi Swordsmanship, which Fu Su roughly looked at and compared to the "Wangzhe Sword" taught by the "Middle Hidden Old Man" for self-cultivation and self-protection, the Mozi Swordsmanship was more powerful, wonderful, and suitable for war; The other piece was a distribution map of all branches of Mohism and their liaison cryptic language, which was densely written on the small white silk. Fu Su carefully searched for it and soon found the location of the Mohist branch in Xianyang: "Fengya Song" wine tower on Xuanwu Avenue!

  Fu Su couldn't help but smile slightly: "'Feng Ya Song' wine house, huh? Sounds interesting, quite elegant. Let's go tomorrow!"...

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