Zhang Yue was actually very nervous at this moment.

This is his first time to summon a specific object with the theory of Xiaokang and Taiping.

Success or failure is crucial!

It is more likely to directly affect his future self-confidence.

Think about it, the first time I came out of the mountain, I summoned (spoofed), but was rejected.

I'm afraid he will remember this lesson in the future and dare not summon (scam) at will.

Not to mention, if this matter is defeated, maybe the "gentlemen" in Guliang will have to make fun of him in the future.

He said that he was "self-esteem" and "overestimated his abilities", and even created an idiom to mock him.

This is not very good.

Dante Suan is even more nervous!

Ten times more nervous than Zhang Yue!

At this moment, he was in a fierce ideological struggle in his heart.

He is no longer a young man.

I have long passed the age when my blood is full of energy and my blood is boiling. I can go through fire and water for my ideals and never die.

Time and time left countless marks in his heart.

He has met countless people, countless ministers, marquises, and famous scholars.

Those who are usually full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, speak the whole world and keep silent.

But in private, these people, these seemingly honest people.

Each one is generous and extravagant.

For example, the young minister who once wanted to recruit him many times.

The old Ming Mansion thought that he was extremely honest and always treated people with thick clothes. He only used two dishes and one soup to entertain guests. He ate coarse rice and drank oil-free soup.

Even the emperor thought he was a clean official and honest official.

But……

Who knows that under the thick coat of thread in the old Ming Mansion was wearing the exquisite and gorgeous Diao Chan's clothes, and the Shu brocade flower cloth worth hundreds of gold?

Who knows that the backyard of this old Mingfu family has five kitchens built in. There are as many as fifteen chefs who cook for him and his family alone?

Every time I eat, the three tripods are not enough!

The fake made Ding Suan feel nauseous!

Ding Yan has seen more than three or five such people over the years.

In comparison, the now infamous Gongsun Jingsheng is hateful.

But at least they are not fake and are very sincere.

Never conceal his greed and shamelessness.

Ding Huan is not sure whether the young man in front of him is also on the same path as those people?

Or even harboring evil intentions?

For example, he just covets his own property and technology and uses the so-called "building a well-off society and promoting peace" to deceive himself.

As long as you take the bait and become an official, isn’t that the flesh on the other party’s felt board?

Ding Yan has heard of similar things.

Can……

In my heart, there was still a voice calling out loud, singing: "The benefits of prospering the world! Eliminating the disadvantages of the world! Create a new king again!"

The descriptions of the well-off and peaceful world that he had heard of made him even more excited and could hardly control himself!

No one can reject the call from those great worlds!

Even if it is an illiterate peddler, even if it is a Chengdan Sikong, who has no body, cannot!

Ding Huan even remembered his father's lament when he was dying: "I wish I could die by justice, so I would be ashamed to be today... What are the faces of seeing the ancestors of all generations under the sacred springs!"

So he ordered his brothers and sisters to be buried with a grand funeral. He only wrapped his body with a bamboo mat, and he was not allowed to erect a monument to build a tomb. He was only allowed to worship once in front of his tomb on the day of the year.

In this world, Ding Yan was naturally influenced by the thoughts of the rams.

He knew that his father had fallen into the abyss and became the sinner of his ancestors!

The only way to save him is to rebuild the intermittent inheritance!

But……

How to rebuild!

My fathers and ancestors have suffered for a hundred years and achieved nothing.

Haven’t I been desperate and given up long ago?

But why... why... the heart is still beating now?

Why is it still so difficult to suppress yourself?

Ding Yan was indecisive in such complex emotional troubles.

He didn't know whether he should accept the other party's invitation, take a gamble with the dreams of his father and ancestors for the blood in his heart, or... accept fate and reality?

Love both but not attacking, and be willing to be virtuous!

Does Zi Mozi's path still exist today?

Does a world where the power of hundreds of craftsmen can be used to make great profits in the world, and does it exist to use the tools of all craftsmen to be the kings of the four seas?

Ding Huan didn't know and couldn't give an answer.

but……

He looked at the disciples and nephews around him.

These young people, these young people full of vitality.

Some of them have been following them for fifteen years, while others have just begun to follow them, and the childishness on their faces has not even faded.

If you rashly enter the career of officialdom and enter the world of fame and fortune.

If they fail, what will happen if they die?

Thinking of this, Ding Yan finally made a decision. He could not and should ignore his disciples for his personal pursuit!

He is not a saint like Mr. Mozi.

Can run among the nations barefoot raincoats for the benefit of the world.

In order to prevent the Chu State from attacking Song, he ran thousands of miles to Chu Capital to eliminate the war.

He is not even Meng Sheng, who can stand firm in the lonely city for a promise and die.

It’s not a thorny person, and you can ignore the relationship between father and son.

He is not even as good as any former disciple.

You can regard the people in the world as more important than yourself. In order to save a lonely person, you would rather starve and get cold by yourself.

He can't do it, he's just a mortal.

Living in this world humbly, relying on skills and a little bit of tiny skills to create a warm harbor for your family in this troubled time.

Not to mention the world, he can't even save his father.

Thinking of this, Ding Yan looked at Zhang Yue and bowed: "The Master of Shizhong is kind to show his respect and fear, and he is afraid..."

"It's just... I'm going to be a villain, I just want to live a life of the world, and I don't want to be famous in the world..."

"Besides, I am almost thirsty and my body is weak and my mind is weak, so I may not be able to assist the attendant to carry out great achievements!"

"I hope the servant will choose a good talent..."

As he said that, Ding Yan paused his head deeply and pressed his head against the ground. At this moment, Ding Yan seemed to feel that his heart was bursting and shattering.

He even wanted to repent immediately, and immediately paused and said, "Meng Gong will not abandon him. I am willing to spend the rest of his life to be a lackey under the public and do my best to do my best for the great cause..."

But his reason forced his behavior to be suppressed and controlled.

He knew that he was no longer a child.

He is responsible for others and himself.

"My father is above the gods, forgive my son for being unfilial..." He choked in his heart and murmured to the gods of his deceased father.

Until this moment, he finally understood the artistic conception of the old father's words when he was dying back then: I wish I could die by justice, so I would be ashamed to be today!

"If I could be born in Modi... no, even if I was born in Tian Heng... I should abandon everything and go through fire and water, and do whatever I want!"

Unfortunately, it is now the end of the Mohist school.

Not to mention Mr. Mo Di, even the Mo people have disappeared.

What else can he do?

What can I do?

Those sages who tore their lives apart!

Those teachers who have lived with the plants and trees!

It is Ding Yan who is unfilial and unrighteous!
Chapter completed!