Blue and White Society Chapter 296: Meet the giant

President Lanbai, there has never been such a thing as a token.

Let’s not talk about the order of the president, even the position of the president is now vacant.

Undoubtedly, this is just a model, it is only used for this mission… It can be understood as a prop for containment measures…

After understanding the significance of this task of identifying relatives, Mo Poor entered the residence of the Mujia people in the expectation of the researcher, and met with all the ancestors…

When he learned that Mo Poor was his descendant, the contemporary heir of the Mo family, Mo Li’s head flew out of anger!

It really flew over to hit Mo Qiong, but fortunately, Mo Qiong has rough skin and thick flesh, so it’s okay to be hit by a wooden armor a few times.

In the end, it was Meng Sheng who stopped him, and said with the sounder given to them by the Lanbai Society: “Mo Zi is still the same, recite the full text.”

“Huh?” Mo Poor was taken aback, but he didn’t expect to ask himself to endorse the book when he came up.

“You don’t know?” Two hundred wooden heads turned around and faced him.

Mo Qiong hastily backtracked: “Zi Mozi said: In ancient times, the people began to live, and before there was a criminal government, it was covered by his words, and people have different meanings…”

Shang Tong said that everyone in the world has his own righteousness, and human behavior is dominated by ideology. Without the unity of thought, there can be no unity of action.

That’s why Mozi advocated “the righteousness of the world together”, to unify the thoughts of people all over the world, and still share the same righteousness.

After Mo Qiong finished reciting “Shang Tong”, he asked him to recite “Jian Ai”.

After memorizing “Jian Ai”, “Tian Zhi” is memorized, and “Tian Zhi” is memorized, and “Guiyi” is memorized again.

After asking Mo Poor to recite these by name, Mo Li and the others were quite satisfied.

If the descendants recruited by the Lanbai Club are not even familiar with the classics of the Mohist School, then they will definitely not recognize them.

Fortunately, as a member of the club, after returning from the special training on the limit island, all schools of thought are familiar with it.

Mozi’s seventy-one chapters are not anything out of the ordinary, so Mo Qiong can naturally memorize them all, and he can even speak clearly.

After memorizing the four scriptures, Mo Poor also realized a little bit. Shang Tong, Universal Love, Heavenly Will, and Guiyi all together told him: People in the world should have the same beliefs, and people in the world should love each other. Make mutual benefit. Compromising with righteousness for the sake of the will of heaven is not a compromise.

It is rare for a Mohist to commit suicide by righteousness. For the sake of dreams, why not be afraid to pass on the order of the giant who is in the contemporary heir? Even if the present-day successor in front of him, it might just be the Lanbai Club coaxing them to have fun.

As long as righteousness comes first, Lanbai Society can do it well, it’s not that it can’t be entrusted.

In terms of flexibility, Mohism itself has never been a rigid school.

Mo Li held the Mo Fang and said, “There is no problem with the Mo Fang…”

Meng Sheng nodded and said, “Mo Poor…is a good name, do you have a family tree?”

Mo Poor took out his family tree, Meng Sheng looked at it… he couldn’t read, so he handed it to Mo Li.

After carefully looking at it, Mo Li said angrily: “Hmph, have you abandoned Mo and followed Confucianism?”

“That’s what happened in ancient times, and now there is no distinction between Confucianism and Mohism.” Mo Qiong said hastily.

“But you entered the Lanbai Society, slaughtered Qinglong, and swept Mo Palace, yet you still dare to come to see me?” Mo Li said angrily, wanting to smash his head again.

Meng Sheng hastily stopped him and said, “If you quit the Lanbai Society, you can take the order of the giant.”

Mo Qiong said that it was indeed the case, so he took out the blue and white token and said: “No need, the Blue and White Club was created by me, and it is the new contemporary ink.”

“I, Mo Qiong, am the president of Lanbai!”

These words are straightforward and bold, as if he is really the president of Lanbai.

After hearing this, all the wooden men felt comfortable, nodded and said: “Well…so that’s the case.”

Actually, both of them and Mo Qiong knew very well. Is Mo Qiong really the president? I’m afraid it’s not necessarily true, but these Mohists didn’t get to the bottom of it. What if it’s true?

The way to crack the steel wall of a wooden man’s mind is to cheat. It’s not that I’ve changed, it’s that I’ve been lied to.

Of course, the premise is that they have lofty beliefs in their hearts, so that they are willing not to pursue it.

“Please order!” Mo Li shouted.

Immediately, a wooden armored man came over with a wooden armored wheel.

At the same time, all the Mujia men knelt on the ground and surrounded Mo Qiong.

The same is true for Mo Poor, sitting upright, watching the wooden armored wheel be handed over to Mo Li, and Mo Li will be handed over to himself.

The wooden armored wheel was deliberately handed over to them by the Lanbai Society, and it was waiting for them to pass it on to Moqiong today.

Mo Poor accepted the order of the giant in front of everyone, and he is a contemporary giant, so polite and without red tape.

At the beginning, Meng Sheng was passed on to Tian Xiangzi, but he didn’t even meet him face to face. The Mohists didn’t practice such fancy rituals, so it didn’t matter.

“From now on, you are a giant of the Mohist school. You should promote benefits and eliminate harms, know the will of heaven, and do righteousness…”

After the handover, the Mujia people stood up one after another, and Meng Sheng and other tycoons of all dynasties began to chatter around Mo Qiong, entrusting him with the responsibilities of a Mo family tycoon.

He was taught as if he was a newcomer to the Mo family, and everyone came to ask for a few words, and they talked for half an hour.

Mo Poor listened carefully to the instruction, and responded one by one, and finally waited until Meng Sheng began to talk about the information about the contained objects.

“Ka Ka Ka…”

But at this time, Mo Li was free and twisting the ninth-order ink cube. Although the six sides are the same color, the wood itself has grains. If the correct pattern is on the six sides, the ink cube can be solved. .

Besides violent demolition, it is really difficult to untie the Lanbai Society, because they don’t know what the lines on the six sides should be like.

In addition, this ink formula is different from other ink formulas. It has a special technique, which side is solved first and which side is solved in an order.

If the sequence is different, if you try to solve it by exhaustive methods, a small mechanism in the Moku Cube will be locked, and it will really just become an ordinary Rubik’s Cube.

But Mo Li naturally knew how to solve it, and Ka Ka Ka quickly solved the Mo Fang.

There are organs inside, some small things can be hidden, and they are still intact, which means that they have not been cracked violently.

After untying it, a silk book unexpectedly fell out.

Picking it up and looking at it, it is a family tree, densely packed with countless small characters, recorded from the Song Dynasty to the end of the Ming Dynasty.

There are countless different handwritings on it, which seem to have been slowly recorded by more than ten generations.

“This is Si’er’s handwriting. After all, Si’er has never forgotten his ancestors…” After reading the preface at the beginning, Mo Li knew what was going on.

There is Mo Xi’s handwriting on it, he naturally recognizes it, and the subsequent handwriting should be written by his descendants one after another.

Worshiping ancestors is a deep-rooted tradition, and Mohism is no exception. Although Mo Xi defected to the Mo Palace, it does not mean that he will forget his ancestors.

He disobeyed his father and was already unfilial, and he must have suffered a lot in his heart. His ancestors never dared to forget, and they worshiped their ancestors every year to ask for forgiveness.

What is hidden in the Mo Fang is the genealogy that Mo Si himself began to record, and handed it over to future generations to record it slowly.

At the very beginning, there is a man named Mo Ju, who is Mo Li’s grandfather! After that, there was also Mo Li’s name, and then Mo Xi himself, and I kept remembering it.

There is no doubt that this is the real family tree!

“Wow!” Mo Li just read the beginning in a daze, Meng Sheng grabbed the silk book and interrupted Mo Li.

“Why are you here!” Meng Sheng was speechless, why are you driving this! Well now, you opened a real genealogy!

Mo Li froze, and also realized what this real genealogy means…it will overthrow Mo Poor’s identity!

For a while, all the Mujia people were silent, and they froze there, not knowing whether to watch or not.

The genealogy brought by Mo Poor is here, and now there is another genealogy in Mofang… It only needs to compare the two to know whether it is true or not.

The genealogy brought here is true or false, it is hard to say, it may be true, it may be false.

Anyway, after so many years, there is no way to confirm it.

But now that the real genealogy is published in Mofang, can it be ignored and forcibly not compared? If it can’t be done, it’s fine if the Mujia people can’t help it. Now that they have a way, they must verify their integrity.

But what if it doesn’t match? Was the family tree that Mo Poor brought made up by Lanbaishe? This is embarrassing!

The juzi order will also be revoked. In the face of ironclad evidence, they cannot recognize Mo Qiong as a juzi, because this is already a clear lie.

All the Mos were silent for a moment, and suddenly a wooden armor man strode forward, directly took back the Juzi Token from Mo Poor, and handed it back to Mo Li.

“This…” Mo Li stiffened.

Mo Qiong sighed: “You don’t even compare it, do you think I am not?”

The Mujia man said: “You are both the president of Lanbai and a descendant of Moju. Forgive me for believing it. I also ask the president to go back, find out the real descendant according to the map, and then give the order of the giant. .”

His words are very clear. In fact, he just doesn’t believe that Mo Poor is really a descendant. It’s just that there is no evidence before, so it’s hard to be confused.

But now that the evidence has come out, and the tacit understanding with the Blue and White Society has been broken, it’s better not to act, everyone will be embarrassed if it comes out.

Hurry up and go back to find the real descendants. Now that you have a serious family tree, there is a high probability that you can find it according to the picture.

However, Mo Poor said: “Let’s compare it, I am sincere, and I did not fool you.”

“Huh?”

Meng Sheng let go of the silk book, and Mo Li immediately looked down, while comparing Mo Poor’s genealogy.

Needless to say, Mo Poor’s family tree was not written at all. But starting with a man named Mo Hua in the Yongle Year of the Ming Dynasty, they all matched up.

Mo Hua, Mo Lian, and then all Yiying clansmen confronted each other, and it was not until the Jiashen year at the end of Ming Dynasty that they suddenly stopped.

Since that year, there has been no follow-up to the silk book, but this one brought by Mo Qiong has been recorded until Mo Qiao gave birth to Mo Qiong.

In short, in the period of the Ming Dynasty, it was completely continued.

Mo Poor is the latest successor of Mo Ju’s lineage.

“What! Am I really your ancestor?” Mo Li was shocked.

Mo Poor said speechlessly: “You don’t even believe in feelings.”

“Naughty beast!” Mo Li rushed over and punched Mo Poor hard, more angry than before.

Mo Qiong held it steady, and saw a crowd of Mo Qiong burst into laughter: “Wow, wah, Mo Qiong, what a name, are you really the president of Lanbai?”

“I’m the president of Lanbai! Today I’m also a giant of the Mo family!” Mo Qiong said in a deep voice.

After hearing this, Mo Li handed over the Juzi Order to him again.

But this time, all Mujia men bowed and said, “Meet the giant.”

This sentence is something they didn’t say before, and now it’s finally justified.

Mo Poor’s left hand is the blue and white president’s order, and his right hand is the Mohist giant’s order. I, stick to ink.”

“Is Zhurong’s feather and many unreasonable people in the past helpless? Please teach me.”

Four hours later, Mo Poor walked out of the room and asked the sages of the Mohist family to rest well. They have become wooden people and it is difficult to walk in the world, so the next thing is left to him.

At the door, several guards also respectfully said: “President.”

“Well… entertain the ancestors well, and try to meet any requirements.” Mo Poor said with a tense face.

“Yes, President.” The guards lowered their heads and couldn’t see their faces.

At this point, Mo Poor breathed a sigh of relief when he exited the restricted area.

The task of integrating the Mohists is completed.

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