"What's a good thing," Zhuangzi asked with a smile.
"I finally saw and heard that you were eating and drinking at the same table with the two brothers, the beggar and the beggar, and preaching to them.
You're talking about your theory of death, your philosophy of death."
The senior brother in black was not polite, came to the table, lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down beside Mai'er.
Zhuangzi said with a smile: "I thought it was a good thing, I didn't preach to the two brothers all the time, but one was indirect preaching, and the other was direct preaching, I didn't eat with them before, I was also preaching, I was telling them, if they didn't change their position, I would kill them at any time, that's what it means, isn't this also preaching."
"You cow, you cow, you are reasonable" The black-clothed senior brother didn't like to hear it, and waved his arm at Zhuangzi.
"But there was a good thing today" "What's the good thing," the seller asked a little impatiently.
The two beggar brothers also looked at the senior brother in black, not knowing what a good thing it was.
After this period of time together, the two brothers' impression of the black-clothed brother is getting better and better, even surpassing their life-saving benefactors, the two gray-clothed mages.
Maybe it's because the brother in black was also a wicked person, and they had a common experience.
In addition, during this period of time, the senior brother in black preached to them when he was free.
"Tell me what is good," Zhuangzi urged.
Mai'er moved his own chopsticks and wine glass, put them in front of the black-clothed brother, and motioned for the black-clothed senior brother to eat and drink.
She got up and went to the kitchen, where she brought another set of cutlery.
"The current Qiyuan has changed and changed since you preached," said the black-clothed senior brother as he looked very excited.
"How has it changed?"
asked Zhuangzi.
"Now the enthusiasm of the people in Qiyuan is very high, they have accepted your idea of war preparedness, all the people are soldiers, and every household is stepping up military training.
All the people who are active in every family have joined the ranks of martial arts training.
Even children who have just learned to walk practice martial arts behind adults.
Qiyuan people, labor and production during the day, and practice martial arts at night to strengthen the body.
Our Dharma Protectors, and those who know martial arts, are so popular that they have been invited to be instructors.
Ah, all of them are fragrant and spicy, ah, that positive. ” "Oh," Zhuangzi nodded in satisfaction.
"I tell you, don't talk about us, I know you have to say, we protectors only teach others martial arts, not preaching, we are helping the villagers do some farm work during the day, while preaching.
In the evening, while teaching martial arts, he taught them the principles of being a human being, and taught them Taoist doctrines and thoughts."
"Good" Zhuangzi listened and applauded.
"We teach people to learn to protect themselves first.
Then protect your family.
And then put together people who are related by blood.
First, combine siblings and let them form an alliance.
Then combine blood related people such as cousins and uncles into a big alliance.
Then you can combine your neighbors and the people around you.
In the end, the place of Qiyuan became a whole."
"Yes, yes, yes" Zhuangzi praised: "In this way, Master told us that we should not only divide society into individuals, but also combine individuals together, and how to form a big family is to be combined in this way."
Your dogma is useless, you force others to participate in society, dedication, and say that plucking a hair will benefit the world, and others don't believe it.
Only in this way can you educate and guide others, and others can truly feel what a social family is That is, only when you let a person feel the power and importance of family unity first, will people be willing to cooperate with siblings, cousins, blood relatives, neighbors and people around them Only in this way can we combine these individuals into parts and combine them into a whole society."
Zhuangzi also talked about how to divide the society into zero, and how to combine the individuals into the society.
In fact, these words are all superfluous nonsense for the senior brother in black.
But for selling children, begging half, and begging brothers, it is a must.
Zhuangzi's intention was to take this opportunity to preach to the two brothers.
In the evening, Zhuangzi and the others were still drinking and talking about the lacquer garden, and the two gray-clothed protectors returned.
The money shopkeeper heard that Zhuangzi had come back from the customs, and he also came to visit Zhuangzi.
Seeing that Zhuangzi was drinking, he asked the man to prepare wine and food, and sent it over, and everyone continued to drink and talk.
Zhao Dacheng heard that Zhuangzi was out of the customs, and he also rushed over.
When it was dark, several white-haired old monsters and others also came back one after another.
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"How is the situation over there?"
asked Zhuangzi with a smile.
"Okay, it's really what you said, there are tens of thousands of troops in Qiyuan, there are tens of thousands of soldiers, it's not fake at all, all the people are soldiers, really all the people are soldiers," a white-haired old monster said excitedly.
"Our lacquer garden is just missing weapons," the money shopkeeper sighed on the side.
Zhao Dacheng took over the conversation and said, "It's just that if you have a weapon, it's dangerous."
You must know that the Song Kingdom, like other vassal states, is not allowed to train troops by the people, and it is not allowed to hide weapons privately."
"Yes, yes, yes, there are no weapons, if only there were weapons, then there are really tens of thousands of troops," another white-haired old monster sighed.
"If all the lacquer gardens are equipped with weapons, how many weapons will it take, how much silver will it cost," another white-haired old monster sighed.
Equip tens of thousands of people with weapons, and pile them up to form a hill.
Zhuangzi thought to himself: If you really equip these people with weapons, it will not be difficult.
If an old man goes out, it is enough for tens of thousands of people's weapons, and how much silver can he have, according to his father-in-law, he can configure 100,000 people's equipment at one time.
"Don't," Zhuangzi said, "If you have a weapon, it will be a rebellion."
That's where the trouble comes. ” Then he said: "Actually, what weapons do we need, the heart is a weapon, as long as our heart is horizontal, the heart will kill."
Even if you have a knife in your hand, you have no intention of killing people, what do you want to use the knife, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes" "That's the truth" The people discussed this issue again.
"In fact, we can use anything as a weapon, such as a hoe for farming, a copper shovel, and a wooden stick.
Not to mention these objects, even the stones and dirt on the ground can be used as weapons."
"Dirt can be used as a weapon," the seller asked in disbelief.
Zhuangzi laughed: "We can grab a handful of dirt and smash it into the enemy's eyes and make the enemy blind."
Then take the enemy's weapons, and we won't have weapons, will we?"
"Yes, yes," a white-haired old monster said seriously, "we have to discuss with them, Zhuangzi is right, in fact, we can use anything as weapons."
The bowl on the table, the chopsticks in the hand" "The shovel for cooking, the rice spoon in your hand, the wooden stick for burning the fire, and the ashes under the stove can all be used as weapons, Brother Zhuang's water can also be used as a weapon," Mai'er suddenly understood and said excitedly.
Zhuangzi smiled: "The boiling water is still very powerful, and the weapon is poured so that you don't have any skin."
When they heard this, they all burst out laughing
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