Volume 1 Chapter 104: Jiang Guan Steals the Master (2)

  Chapter 104: Jiang Guan Steals the Master (Part 2)

  He wore a small ear husband hat on his head, with a green beard on his face, big eyes like bells, slightly upturned nostrils, and two ears that seemed to be listening to the wind, but he had a pair of bright red lips.

  Mozi met him and saw that he looked unusual, but was not very old, in his early twenties.

  That man was indeed knowledgeable and reasonable, smiling at Mozi and nodding his head in agreement.

  Mozi raised the teacup in her hand and faintly curled up the corner of her mouth, taking it as a response.

  "Old man, did you understand the meaning of this story?" Mozi didn't plan to chat with the two men at that table and continued talking to Teatong boss.

  "Roughly..." He understood. The old man put down the work in his hands and listened with relish, "That pig is too stupid, it's better to escape with the mouse."

  It's not about whether you can escape or not, okay?

  "Old man, the chicken and pig in this story are actually Yuling and Dazhou. The Dazu people were originally a nomadic tribe from outside the pass, and they would settle wherever there was lush grass to graze. Although the grasslands were vast, the areas where the lush grass grew were limited, so if they didn't fight for it, they wouldn't be able to survive. This is why they became skilled at war and had a strong warrior spirit that ran deep in their veins. Even though they have established a country for many years now and have been fully assimilated into Han culture, their plundering nature remains strong. Dazhou disregarded the promise of peace between the four countries for over a hundred years and suddenly launched an attack on Yuling, catching them off guard and destroying their country. Their ambition is clear - how could they possibly stop at conquering just one country? If Dazhou doesn't rescue the people of Yuling now, when Dazhou itself is attacked by Dazu in the future, how can it expect to receive help from these same Yuling people? In times of war, having more hands on deck means having a greater chance of defeating the enemy. These tens of thousands of refugees - if they could be taken in by Dazhou, their craftsmen could make more weapons for Dazhou, their strong men could fight on behalf of Dazhou, their women could weave fabric and make clothes for Dazhou, and their children could carry on the bloodline of Dazhou. Yuling is different from Dazhou - our ancestors were originally Han people from Dazhou, sharing a common ancestry that has been passed down through generations. If the people of Dazhou abandon the people of Yuling, what's the difference between them and that stupid pig who only knows how to eat its fill but doesn't know about fate?"

  "It's really no different after all." Originally, if they didn't rescue those refugees, it would likely harm the entire Zhou kingdom and lead to its downfall. The old man was a bit anxious, "The government should have released the grain earlier."

  "It's better to do it as soon as possible. If people get too hungry, they will end up doing what you said, being forced to snatch things to eat." Mozi finished the tea in one gulp and started eating half a steamed cake.

  "The four words 'when the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold' haven't been told as vividly by any girl yet." The strange-looking man at the eastern corner of the table clapped his hands in appreciation and said, "However, please allow me to say one thing. In this story, the pig can escape death just by running away, but it's not that easy for the refugees outside the town to be fed. Tens of thousands of people need food, and Luozhen is a small county, even if the county official opens up the granary, it would be hard to support everyone for three days."

  "Three days, for those people, is a chance to survive, better than starving to death today, better than becoming rioters tomorrow. Tens of thousands of starving people, can the thousand soldiers in Lu Town hold them back?" Mozi had no doubt that if he blocked the people outside the town for too long without hearing or asking, it would indeed brew up trouble.

  "The young lady speaks too lightly, what about three days later?" Another middle-aged man, a scholar's long shirt, with a short beard, spoke bluntly, but without contempt for the woman, just discussing the matter at hand.

  "In fact, the government's relief efforts are only a temporary solution to the current crisis. Ultimately, there must be a fundamental way to solve the problem." Mu Zi had already thought of many things herself.

  "Oh? The rain has stopped." The owner of the tea pavilion took a glance outside.

  The water droplets on the green tiles have become fewer and farther between. In the wooden tub by the well, the branches of the old elm tree are reflected clearly.

  "Old man, how much?"

  "The Sixth Essay." The old man knew his guest was leaving and came forward to see him off.

  Mozi counted out six coins from his pouch and placed them on the tray, thanked him and was about to leave.

  "Just said the fundamental solution to the problem, I don't know if Miss has any real ideas?" The fortune teller stopped her.

  Mei Zi turned around, looked at him, and smiled with a raised eyebrow, "Does this count as seeking medical attention in desperation?" She didn't want to bother with strangers, but the stranger came to bother her.

  "The girl's words——" The strange-looking man stood up, just about to continue speaking.

  "It's unreasonable to be so stubborn." The middle-aged scholar also stood up, "We're just tea friends chatting idly in this pavilion on a rainy day, casually showing concern for the town's affairs, no need to use such desperate words."

  "Since it's just idle talk, even if I had a solution, what would be the use of saying it? Sorry, you two, I have an appointment with my sister, goodbye." Mozi said, revealing his straightforwardness.

  "Wait a minute, miss." The fortune teller ignored the middle-aged scholar's glance and stepped forward. "Listening to your words, I find them quite insightful. I'd like to ask you for guidance on how to fundamentally resolve this issue."

  Young Master? Isn't he supposed to be refined and elegant, with delicate features? Paired with that big-eyed, nose-upturned, cherry-mouthed face, it's truly bizarre. Mozi couldn't help but laugh inwardly.

  "My surname is Jiang and my name is Tao, I currently reside in Lu Town. I have no ill intentions towards the young lady, let's walk and talk." He walked a few steps past Mozi's side, leaving a distance of three feet.

  "River... born, this move is probably not suitable." The middle-aged scholar was a bit stunned, "She's just a young girl, and having an unfamiliar man following her will attract gossip."

  "This young lady can enter the pavilion alone to drink tea, and it seems that she is not an ordinary little family's Biyu. I truly want to learn from her, and I just want to do my part for those refugees outside." Jiang Tao didn't look at the middle-aged scholar, but instead stared intently at Mozi.

  Those eyes were very persistent and sincere, making Mo Zi's heart feel uneasy. Although she had thought about it a lot, whether or not it was the fundamental way, in fact, she didn't have any grasp of it at all.

  "Why are you so sure I have a way?" She never really admitted it from start to finish. Ten people listened, and nine of them should think she was talking nonsense, but Jiang Tao believed her.

  "The young man couldn't say much, but felt that the girl was not ignorant, nor was she fabricating nonsense, and seemed to be quite confident in her words." Jiang Tao waited outside the pavilion.

  These two people are probably patriotic scholars, and when discussing national affairs, they become enthusiastic. There's no harm in chatting with them for a bit. Thinking this, Mozi stepped out of the pavilion, maintaining a distance of three feet from Jiang Tao, and slowly walked towards the bustling streets where people gathered.

  The middle-aged scholar had no choice but to pay the bill in a hurry and followed behind the two.

  "I have some ideas, but whether they are useful or not, I really don't know." Easy to say, hard to do.

  "I'd like to hear more about it." Jiang Tao really wouldn't listen and refused to give up.

  "Let's talk about the current situation of the county government first." To solve it, we need to analyze it. Just like building a ship, we need to analyze various data first.

  "What's the current situation of the county government?" Jiang Tao wasn't really seeking random opinions, he wanted to hear if Mozi was right or not.

  "First, internal worries and external troubles." Mu Zi counted on her fingers, "Internal worries, I'm afraid we won't get the support of the upper echelons, or they'll avoid us and we can't guess their intentions, so we can only intercept people but not attack. External troubles, of course, are the fear that those people will rebel and cause trouble."

  Jiang Tao said "yes" three times in a row, then hastily asked, "And what about the second one?"

  Two thousand words, update 2 of chapter 120, still owe one thousand words. It's very late here, I'm really exhausted.

  So, 4,000 words tomorrow.

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  Chapter 104: Jiang Guan Steals the Master (Part 2)

  Chapter 104: Jiang Guan Steals the Master (2)