I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 96 "Home"

"Ink grieves for the dyed silk, poetry praises the lamb."

Li Mosi raised his pen and pointed to the first half of the sentence in this line.

"Mozi lamented that white silk threads were being dyed. Mozi was a great thinker from thousands of years ago. This statement compares people to silk threads and dye to obvious changes. It speaks of the influence of the environment on people."

He decompressed the first four characters a second time, turning them into simple words that his two disciples could understand.

Li Mosi then pointed to the second half of the sentence.

"A poem in the Book of Songs called 'Lamb' praises the virtue of a gentleman as pure and white as the fleece of a lamb."

Even after he directly decompressed the four characters a second time, the two disciples were still completely bewildered.

However, with the metaphor, they still understood the general meaning.

The saintess couldn't help but ask, "Who is Mozi? And what is the Book of Poetry?"

She was genuinely curious.

When she talked about the first paragraph last time, although it was grand and magical, she felt that it was somewhat similar to the inexplicable founding stories in the church.

You can see some things, but not too much.

But this time, the thinker's name and a book title actually appeared!

Perhaps she can glean something from the legacy!

The three of them, master and disciples, were momentarily drawn to the Holy Maiden.

Li Mosi originally wanted to continue speaking, but he also saw curiosity in the eyes of his two disciples.

Then go ahead and tell me.

If we expand on this, we won't be able to finish the second part tonight.

"Then let's start with Mozi."

Li Mosi thought for a moment before speaking.

"Mozi is an honorific title; his original name should be Mo Di. He founded the Mohist school..."

Mozi, Mozi, the Mohist school...

Zi'an began to think.

She murmured, "My late master, the Mohist school?"

This is a translation challenge.

Li Mosi's original self was just a carpenter on a manor, so his vocabulary was limited.

Whether translated literally or by meaning, the resulting words are meaningless.

Li Mosi chose to read it aloud directly.

Faced with Zi'an's doubts, he wrote a word on the corner of the paper with an ink stick.

【Home】

Li Mosi marked the pinyin and pointed to the character, saying, "This character is pronounced 'jia'. Its original meaning is family."

Then, he aligned and wrote it below.

【family】

【home】

【Everyone】

Mohism

【thinker】

"Family means family members; the members of a household are family members."

"Homeland refers to the place where a family lives, but it can also refer to a spiritual community that transcends blood ties and physical relationships. Such a community can also be called home."

"Everyone" refers to all members of the family; everyone together is called "everyone".

"The Mohist school, this is the home founded by Mozi, a community of people who share the same ideas."

"A thinker is an accomplished thinker. He has achieved something in the realm of the mind; this is a respectful title."

After the explanation of the six words, the three people next to him were completely dumbfounded.

Zi Yi was the first to react.

Family members can actually be distinguished without being based on bloodline!

No wonder my late master always treated him like family!

My dear teacher...

It turns out that what her master said when he accepted her as his disciple was true!

Zi'an felt dizzy.

She felt like she now knew the word "home".

But it seems I didn't remember it.

Why can one symbol represent so many meanings?

The saint stared at the words on the paper.

She felt the original word begin to dissipate and break into several parts.

family.

The Mohist school.

Shared ideas.

She felt it was somewhat similar to the church.

But they are different things.

What exactly is the artisan's legacy?

The more she thought about it, the less she understood.

Li Moss saw the expressions on the three people's faces, but he didn't say anything.

"As for the Book of Songs, it is a book. It records the poems sung by people thousands of years ago. You will not be able to learn the specific content until you have finished learning the Thousand Character Classic."

Let's talk about it after we've finished our initial education.

He picked up his pen and pointed to the next sentence.

"Jing Xing is a virtuous person, and Ke Nian is a saint."

"We should admire the noble character of sages and restrain our selfish desires. With effort, we too can become sages and saints."

"Virtue establishes reputation, and form embodies uprightness."

"When morality and conduct are established, reputation will naturally follow. When one's physical form is upright, one's demeanor will naturally be dignified."

"A sound echoes in an empty valley, and can be heard in a quiet hall."

"A shout in an empty valley can carry a long way. Speaking in an empty building will create an echo."

"This means that virtue and reputation will spread naturally, and one should be careful with every word and every action."

"Misfortune arises from accumulated evil, while fortune comes from good deeds."

"Disasters are the result of accumulated evil deeds, while blessings are the reward for doing good and giving."

After forcibly finishing one-third of the second paragraph, Li Mosi put down her pen.

That's all for today, you all get some rest.

"call--"

Ziyi and Zian both let out a breath.

His head drooped down.

With their last ounce of strength, they looked at Li Mosi, who was rolling up the paper.

"Yes, Master."

Li Mosi rolled up the paper and glanced back at the three of them.

Whether it was the two disciples or the Holy Maiden, their eyes were clearly vacant.

I've studied until I'm exhausted.

Another night has passed.

The saintess recalled what had happened yesterday.

She realized something was wrong.

Wasn't there a sentence following those words yesterday that taught people to become saints?

She turned to look at Li Mosi, who had just woken up.

The craftsman was staring at the sky in front of him again.

hateful.

Yesterday, she felt dizzy and wasn't sure if she had misremembered or if there really was such a sentence.

It's not a good time to ask now!

The first thing Li Mosi did after waking up was to open the [Leshan Water] map.

He confirmed that no more wild animals were approaching.

The knight also did not appear on the map.

It's safe for now.

Ziyi and Zian stood beside him, looked up at the dawning sky, and then looked around.

"Oh~"

Greedy Meat yawned widely and turned to look at Zi Yi.

"Chief, are we cutting down trees again today?"

Today it's its turn to supervise the construction.

Zi Yi looked around.

Another hundred pine trees were felled in a single day.

It should be enough to deal with the enemy.

What should we do next?

He instinctively looked at Li Mosi and asked, "Master, are we going to build a base next?"

"Definitely," Li Mosi nodded, "but we need to move the supplies back to the tribe first. Just have a few goblins lead donkeys to carry them. I'll help you count out what you need to move."

Things like unused barbecue grills, tent fabric, and blankets had to be moved back.

Firstly, the caves in the tribe are not easily burned by fire, so even if a fire were to be set, there would be a chance to preserve some supplies.

Secondly, having such a large pile of spoils lying around here is just too crowded.

There aren't many places left to sleep.

Zi Yi thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll have the goblins build the wooden wall where we used branches to build the wall last time, and then clear the slope."

Li Mosi agreed.

He looked at Zi'an: "Zi'an, you're in charge of helping the goblins move their things back to the tribe."

Zi'an nodded: "Yes, Master."

Her task was not difficult.

It involves helping the goblins carry their things onto donkeys, and then unloading them back onto the donkeys when they return to the tribe.

But only she is suitable to do it.

If a goblin were to be transported by a donkey, it would need to stand on a stool to load and unload the cargo.

It's only good for leading donkeys.

If we hand them over to prisoners, the workload will be too light.

Moreover, Zi'an still has strength, so he's not afraid of any accidents.

With the tasks assigned, another busy day begins.