Chapter 5 Mo Men Er
No sleep, anyway, Fu Su had never slept well in the big prison for the first time in her life, or rather, she hadn't slept at all. Firstly, she was worried that Fang Zhong would suddenly attack at night, and secondly, the crawling cockroaches, the scurrying rats, and the dense mosquitoes made Fu Su feel like it was a moment of eternal torment.
The next morning, Fu Su got up early from the haystack and moved to the gate of the cell, starting to pick lice from his body frantically. "One, two, three, four, five... twenty-five, twenty-six!" Fu Su looked at the bloody results on his hands and couldn't help but feel a wave of dizziness: "I've only been in this big prison for a short while, and I've already caught 26 lice. If I stay here for a few years, it'll be unbearable." Fu Su secretly vowed to himself: "This damned place, I will never come again! I, Fu Su, swear to heaven that from now on, only I will put others in prison, no one can send me back to this damned place!" After experiencing a small setback, Fu Su became even more ruthless!
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..." Another dull drumbeat sounded, and it was time for breakfast. Several prison guards carried buckets of food that had probably not changed in N years. The prisoners, who were still yawning, quickly got up and began wolfing down their food.
Fang Zhong got up relatively early this time, dragging his extremely heavy handcuffs and leg chains to the front of the stockade, where he picked up food and wolfed it down. In broad daylight, the prison guards didn't dare to give Fu Su any special treatment, so they just gave him the same food as everyone else. Fortunately, last night Fu Su secretly stuffed a large piece of beef into his stomach, greatly replenishing his strength; otherwise, he might have become skin and bones in five or seven days!
Fu Su was eating with his head down when he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and had a feeling of dread. He couldn't help but look up, only to see Fang Zhong staring at him with piercing eyes through the messy hair on his forehead. Fu Su's heart skipped a beat as he took two steps back: "What do you want to do again?! Don't come any closer or I'll call for someone!"
Fang Zhong didn't move, but suddenly asked: "How did you get in?" Fu Su had already prepared his words and put on a pitiful expression, saying: "My father is from Zhao, he came to Qin Guo two years ago and has been working for the King of Qin with all his heart. Who would have thought that just the other day, the Ting Wei's office suddenly accused my father of being a spy from Zhao and took him away? I was also locked up here! I'm afraid we're in grave danger this time!" As he spoke, Fu Su began to sob.
You'd think that 'Zhong Yiren', Qin Wang Zheng, and Queen Dowager Gongsun Yu were all locals of Zhao, speaking with a pure and authentic Zhao accent. As a result, Fusu, who grew up with them from a young age, also spoke with a perfect Zhao accent, without any flaws. Fang Zhong listened but didn't say anything, only gritting his teeth and muttering "Cruel Qin!" before ignoring Fusu and returning to the haystack.
Fu Su couldn't help but scold in a low voice: "Heartless and ruthless guy, my situation is so miserable, not even comforting me with two words, or shedding two tears of sympathy, really a wooden heart!" Under the boredom, he also lay down on the grass heap, thinking wildly. Fu Su knew that to get the 'Juzi Order', he had to get familiar with Fang Zhong first, so although Fu Su was anxious, he didn't panic!
But unfortunately, three or four days passed, and the words spoken by Fang Zhong and Fu Su added up to less than ten sentences, and it was impossible to talk about familiarity. The only thing that could make Fu Su certain was that at least on the surface, Fang Zhong had accepted him and would not suddenly attack him again. However, Fu Su couldn't stay in prison with Fang Zhong for a long time, if Qin Wang and Li Si, Zhao Gao found out, who knows what new branches would emerge. For a while, Fu Su was really anxious and his heart was racing.
This afternoon, Fang Zhong, who was still lying motionless on the grass heap, suddenly stretched his waist and loudly chanted: "... Born with diligence, died with thinness, the way is greatly...". Fu Su secretly admired in her heart: Although Fang Zhong had been imprisoned for a long time, he had never forgotten his ideals and pursuits in his heart. He was indeed a man of strong conviction. Suddenly, Fu Su's heart moved, and she decided to test Fang Zhong, otherwise, dragging on like this without dying or living would not even touch the hair of "Juzi Ling".
Then, Fu Su stood up and quietly walked towards Fang Zhong. Fang Zhong immediately sensed it, his eyes narrowed, and he was about to make a move. But Fu Su lightly said a sentence, which nipped all of Fang Zhong's actions in the bud: "I know who you are!" Fu Su smiled at Fang Zhong.
He Fang looked at Fu Su and suddenly a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying: "I also know who you are!" As soon as he spoke, Fu Su almost choked to death. Fu Su was shocked in her heart, thinking: "Could I have revealed my weakness? Impossible! These days I've been careful. Dammit, he must be trying to intimidate me because of my young age. Well, let's see who can intimidate whom!"
Fu Su had grasped Fang Zhong's temperament and was no longer afraid of him, so she sat down in front of him and slowly said: "In the past few hundred years, there was a great philosopher named Mozi, who founded the famous Mohist school. He advocated for 'universal love', 'non-aggression', and 'frugality'. Based on these ideas, he widely recruited disciples and established the Mohist sect. They often went barefoot, wore simple hemp clothing, ate coarse grains, and traveled between countries. If there were cases of the strong bullying the weak, they would stand up for the weak without hesitation, helping to defend and guard cities. They called the highest leader in the Mohist school 'Juzi'. Later, Mozi died, and before his death, he passed on the position of 'Juzi' to his most favored disciple. And so, generation after generation of 'Juzis' continued to inherit this tradition, working tirelessly and fearlessly to maintain world peace."
Saying that, Fu Su smiled and gazed at Fang Zhong with confidence, saying: "If I'm not mistaken, from the 'Zhuangzi. Tianxia' you recited, you're also a Mohist disciple, right? And with your exceptional skills, it's highly likely that you're the long-lost 'Juzi Ling' Fang Zhong!"
After finishing his words, Fu Su quietly gazed at Fang Zhong, but in his heart he was secretly preparing to deal with Fang Zhong's violent anger. Who would have thought that after hearing Fu Su's words, although it was unclear what changes were hidden beneath his disheveled hair, Fang Zhong's eyes were extremely clear and calm.
Suddenly, Fang Zhong calmly said: "I also know who you are, you are Fu Su, the eldest son of King Qin!" When Fu Su heard this, his heart was shocked and he thought to himself: "This is impossible! How could Fang Zhong possibly know my true identity? He must be trying to trick me, I need to stay calm, stay calm!" So, Fu Su calmly replied: "Mr. Fang, how can you be certain that I am indeed Fu Su?"
It seems that Fang Zhong has tacitly accepted Fu Su's appellation, and quietly said: "Actually, considering your age, you have hidden it very well. There are indeed a few flaws that you overlooked. Firstly, I am notorious in prison, ordinary people avoid me, yet you were put in here by the prison guard. If it wasn't for the prison guard intentionally harming you, then there must be another reason. Secondly, since your imprisonment, the guards have suddenly become much stricter, which is quite abnormal. Moreover, every time the prison guard patrols and passes by here, they always carefully glance at you a few times, with eyes that don't show any murderous intent but hide a clear respectful attitude. From these two points, it can be inferred that your imprisonment was intentional, and before entering prison, you were definitely not an ordinary person. After all, to make the Tingwei Fu and Dianyu Fu submit and arrange for you to come in with great difficulty, is not something that an ordinary person can do!"
At this point, Fang Zhongyi stopped talking and gazed quietly at Fu Su. Although Fu Su was shocked by Fang Zhong's incredible observation skills and extraordinary hiding abilities, his face remained calm as he said: "Even so, it can't prove that I am Fu Su!"
His eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm: "Of course, these two points alone are not enough to infer your identity, but you have several other flaws that ultimately reveal your true identity. Firstly, when you were in prison, although you hid it carefully, the sharp aura emanating from your eyes when you occasionally stared blankly was absolutely not something that an ordinary official's son could exhibit. That is a king-like aura! From this, it can be inferred that you are likely to be the son of a certain king or high-ranking minister! Secondly, you speak with a pure and authentic Zhao accent, but which king or high-ranking minister's son can speak with such an accent? As far as I know, in recent years, Qin has not sent any princes to Zhao as hostages. Therefore, it is very likely that you are the last prince who was held hostage in Zhao, the descendant of King Ying Zheng of Qin! Thirdly, your age and intelligence are roughly the same as those rumored about Prince Fusu, and your wisdom and cleverness are also extremely exceptional, consistent with the rumors about you. Moreover, you can guess my true identity and easily enter here, which further proves that you must be one of the core figures in Qin. So, from all the signs, I have at least 90% confidence to confirm your identity: you are indeed Prince Fusu, the eldest son of King Ying Zheng of Qin!"
Fu Su's face was already a picture of stupidity, and he felt like he had been stripped bare in front of Fang Zhong, his last shred of dignity gone, leaving him red-faced and embarrassed. In his heart, he secretly lamented: "I guess I'm still too young after all, and I appear too tender in front of this generation's 'giant'!"
But Fu Su, after all, was a disciple of the 'Middle-aged Old Man', and had accumulated knowledge and experience that surpassed Fang Zhong by more than two thousand years. He quickly regained his composure and smiled at Fang Zhong, saying: "Since you know my identity, how do you plan to deal with me?" Without hiding anything, Fu Su tacitly acknowledged his own identity!
Fang Zhong looked at Fu Su and asked, "What do you think I will do to you?" Fu Su blinked his eyes and smiled, "According to the hatred of your Mohist school towards our Great Qin, you must be eager to crush my bones and ashes, and kill me a hundred times!" Fang Zhong suddenly laughed, "You're wrong! Although we Mohists hate the brutality of Qin, we have always advocated for peace and never indiscriminately killed innocent people. You are the eldest son of the Qin king, but you are still young and have not committed any great evil. If I kill you, it would tarnish the reputation of our Mohist school. Don't worry!"
Fu Su smiled and said, "You don't kill me, aren't you afraid that I will reveal your true identity?" Fang Zhong showed a resolute expression and said, "Since you have already seen through my true identity, then there must be others who also know. Even if I were to kill you, it would still be impossible to conceal the truth! Why bother killing someone for no reason?"
Fu Su heard this and secretly admired Fang Zhong's character, smiling and saying: "Although you and I are enemies, Fu Su really admires your character. Let's be honest with each other, sir. You should know why Fu Su has come here, right?" Fang Zhong nodded and said: "Of course it's for the 'Juzi Order'! However, the 'Juzi Order' is the highest sacred object of my Mo School, I am not willing to hand it over to Qin State, you might as well give up this idea and leave the prison quickly!"
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