This is "Fei Gong" written by Lu Xun
1
Gongsun Gao (3), a disciple of Zixia (2), came to Mozi (4) , it has been several times, but I am always not at home and cannot be seen. It was probably the fourth or fifth time that we happened to meet each other at the door, because as soon as Gongsun Gao had just arrived, it was time for Mozi to return home. They walked into the house together.
After Gongsun Gao resigned, he looked at the holes in the mat (5) and asked kindly:
"Sir, do you advocate non-war?"
"Not bad!" Mozi said.
"Then, gentlemen will not fight?"
"Yes!" Mozi said.
"Pigs and dogs still have to fight, let alone people..."
"Alas, you Confucians, you talk like Yao and Shun, but you have to imitate pigs and dogs in doing things, pitiful, pitiful!" 〔6〕Mozi said, stood up, and hurried to the kitchen, saying: "You don't understand what I mean..."
He walked through the kitchen and reached the back door. At the edge of the well, he wrung the windlass and picked up half a bottle of well water. He took more than ten sips, then put down the earthen bottle, wiped his mouth, and suddenly looked at the corner of the garden and shouted:
"A Lian [7]! Why are you back?"
A Lian has also seen it and is running over. As soon as he arrives in front of him, he stands still, lowers his hands, and calls out "Mr. " Then he said a little bit angrily: "I quit. Their words and deeds were inconsistent. They promised to give me a thousand pots of corn, but they only gave me five hundred pots. I had to leave. "Yes."
"If I give you more than a thousand pots, will you leave?"
"No," replied A Lian.
"Then it's not because their words and deeds are inconsistent, but because they are missing!"
As Mozi said this, he ran into the kitchen and shouted:
"Geng Zhuzhu [8]! Bring me some cornmeal!"
Geng Zhuzhu just walked from the main room. He was a very energetic young man.
"Sir, are you making dry food for more than ten days?" he asked.
"Yes." Mozi said. "Is Gongsun Gao leaving?"
"He's gone," Geng Zhuzhu said with a smile. "He was very angry and said that we love each other without a father, just like animals." [9]
Mozi also smiled.
"Sir, are you going to the state of Chu?"
"Yes. Do you know about it too?" Mozi asked the plowing pillar to mix water with corn meal, but he took flint and moxa. He lit a fire, lit dry branches to boil water, looked at the flames, and said slowly: "Our fellow villager Gongshu Ban [10], he always relies on his own little cleverness to make trouble. He created Goujii [11] 〕, it was not enough to teach the King of Chu to fight with the Yue people. This time, he came up with some kind of ladder to encourage the King of Chu to attack Song Dynasty. How could Song Dynasty resist such an attack? ”
He saw that Zeng Zhuzhu had put the nest on the steamer, so he returned to his room and took out a handful of dried salted quinoa and a broken copper knife in the kitchen. I found a piece of tattered baggage, and when the plowing post brought the steamed wowotou, they tied it together into a package. But he didn't pack his clothes, and he didn't bring a handkerchief to wash his face. He only tightened his belt, walked down to the hall, put on his straw sandals, put his package on his back, and left without looking back. From the package, there was still hot steam coming out.
"When will Sir come back?" Geng Zhuzhu shouted from behind.
"It will take about twenty days," Mozi replied and just walked away.
二
When Mozi entered the border of Song Dynasty, the laces of his straw sandals had been broken three or four times. He felt that the soles of his feet were very hot. When he stopped and looked, he found that the soles of his shoes were also worn out. There were big holes in my feet, calluses in some places, and blisters in some places. 〔12〕 He didn't care and kept walking. Looking at the situation along the way, he saw that the population was quite large. However, traces of the historical floods and military disasters remained everywhere, and the people did not change quickly. After walking for three days, I couldn't see a big house, a big tree, a lively person, or a fertile field, so I arrived at the capital city [13].
The city wall is also very dilapidated, but new stones have been added in several places; there are piles of mud beside the moat, as if someone has dug there, but there are only a few idlers sitting on the edge of the ditch, seemingly fishing. fish.
"They must have heard the news," Mozi thought. Take a closer look at the fishermen, but there are no students among them.
He was determined to pass through the city, so he approached Beiguan and walked south along a central street. The city is also very depressed, but also very peaceful; the shops have discount notes, but there are no buyers, but there are not much goods in the shops; the streets are full of fine and sticky yellow dust.
"It looks like this, but we still want to attack it!" Mozi thought.
As he walked on the street, he saw nothing strange except poverty and weakness. We may have heard the news that Chu State is coming to attack. However, everyone is used to being attacked and thinks that they deserve to be attacked. They don't feel it is special. Besides, everyone has only one life left and has no clothes or clothes. food, so no one wanted to move. When I saw the tower of Nanguan, I saw more than ten people gathered on the street corner, as if they were listening to someone telling a story.
When Mozi came closer, he saw the man waving his hand in the air and shouting:
"Let's show them the people of Song Dynasty! We all Go to hell!" [14]
Mozi knew that this was the voice of his student Mr. Cao.
However, he did not squeeze in to greet him, and hurried out of Nanguan, just going his own way. After walking for another day and most of the night, I rested and slept under the eaves of a farmhouse until dawn, then got up and started walking again. The straw sandals had been broken into pieces and could no longer be worn. There was still a crotch in the bag and could not be used, so I had to tear off a piece of cloth and wrap my feet. However, the cloth was thin, and the uneven village road irritated the soles of his feet, making walking even more difficult. In the afternoon, he sat under a small locust tree, opened his package and had lunch, which was considered a rest. From a distance, I saw a big man pushing a heavy cart walking towards me. As the arrival approached, the man stopped the car, walked up to Mozi, called "Sir", lifted up the corner of his clothes, wiped the sweat from his face, and panted.
"What is this?" Mozi asked, knowing that he was his student Guan Qian Ao.
"Yes, to prevent ladders."
"How about other preparations?"
"We have also collected some hemp, ash, and iron. But it’s very rare: some are unwilling, some are not, and there are still a lot of empty talk..."
"I heard Mr. Cao giving a speech in the city yesterday, and he was playing with some "qi" and yelling. What is 'death'? Go and tell him: Don't make excuses; death is not bad, and it is difficult, but it is good for the people!"
"It's hard to tell him," Guan Qian Ao said sadly. replied. "He has been an official here for two years and is not willing to talk to us anymore..."
"Where is Qin Huali?"
"He is very busy. He just experimented Lian Nu [15]; I'm afraid I can't meet you because I'm looking at the terrain outside Xiguan. Is he going to Chu to find Gongshu Ban?"
"Yes," Mozi said, "but he is. Whether you listen to me or not is still uncertain. You are still prepared, don't just wait for the success of words." Guan Qian Ao nodded and watched Mozi go on the road. He watched for a while. I pushed the cart and creaked into the city.
三
Ying City in the Chu State [16] is no better than that in the Song State: the streets are wide, the houses are neat, and there are many good things displayed in the big shops, including snow-white linen and bright red. Chili peppers, colorful deerskin, plump lotus seeds. Although the bodies of the walkers are shorter than those in the north, they are all lively and energetic, and their clothes are also very clean. Mozi compares here, with his old clothes and tattered clothes, and his feet wrapped in cloth, he really looks like an old-fashioned beggar.
Going towards the center is a large square with many stalls and crowded with people. This is a busy city and a crossroads.
Mozi then found an old man who looked like a scholar and asked about Gongshu's apartment. Unfortunately, he couldn't understand the language and Mao couldn't understand it. He was writing on his heart to show him when he heard a bang and everyone started singing. It turned out to be The famous Sai Xiangling had already started singing her "Lower Riba Man" [17], which attracted many people across the country to join in the chorus. After a while, even the old scholar hummed. Mozi knew that he would never look at the writing on his palm again, so he only wrote half of the word "公" and walked further away. run. However, singing was happening everywhere, and there was no gap. For a long time, it seemed that the singing had finished, and then it gradually became quiet. He found a carpenter's shop and asked about Gongshu Ban's address.
"That Shandong old man, Mr. Gongshu, who makes hooks and refuses?" The shop owner is a fat man with a yellow face and black beard, and he really knows it. "It's not far. You turn around, walk through the cross street, take the second path on the right and head east to south, then turn north and turn the corner. The third house is his."
Mozi is in the palm of your hand. After writing the words and asking him to see if he heard correctly, he remembered it firmly in his heart, thanked the master, took big steps, and ran to the place he pointed out. It's really not bad: On the door of the third house, there is a beautifully carved nanmu sign nailed, with six large seals engraved on it: "The Duke of the State of Lu loses Banyu".
Mozi patted the red copper animal ring (18) and knocked it several times. Unexpectedly, the doorman who opened the door came out with an angry look on his face. As soon as he saw it, he shouted loudly:
"Sir, you don't see any guests! Too many of your fellow villagers have come to complain!"
Mo Zi just glanced at him, He had already closed the door, and when he knocked again, there was no sound. However, this glance made the doorman unable to calm down. He always felt a little uncomfortable, so he had to go in and report to his master. Gongshu Pan was holding a curved ruler and measuring the model of the ladder.
"Sir, another one of your fellow villagers has come to sue for help... This person is a bit weird..." Mending said softly.
"What's his surname?"
"That hasn't been asked yet..." Men Ding was frightened.
"What does it look like?"
"Like a beggar. In his thirties. Tall, with a dark face..."
"Ah! That must be Mo Zhai!"
Gongshu Bang was startled, shouted, put down the ladder model and the ruler, and ran down the steps. The doorman was also surprised and ran ahead of him and opened the door. Mozi and Gongshu Ban met in the courtyard.
"It's you indeed." Gongshu said happily, letting him enter the main room.
"Are you always good? Are you still busy?"
"Yes. It's always like this..."
"But sir, what's wrong with coming so far away?" Where are you?"
"Someone in the north insulted me," Mozi said calmly. "I want to ask you to kill him..."
Gong Shuban was unhappy.
"I'll give you ten yuan!" Mozi continued.
With these words, the master couldn't help but get angry; he darkened his face and replied coldly:
"I don't kill people as a matter of duty!"
"That's great!" Mozi straightened up very moved, bowed twice, and then said quietly: "But I have a few words. I was in the north, and I heard that you built a ladder. To attack the Song Dynasty. What sin did the Song Dynasty have? The country of Chu had surplus land, but what it lacked was the people. Killing those who had the surplus to fight for the surplus could not be said to be wise. However, Song Dynasty had no crime, but it could not be said to be benevolent. Knowing but not fighting cannot be said to be loyal; fighting but not succeeding cannot be said to be strong; righteousness does not kill the few but killing many cannot be said to know the class..."
"That's..." Gongshu Ban thought, "Mr. is right."
"Then, can't we stop?"
"This can't be done. "Gongshu said sadly. "I have already told the king."
"Then, just take me to see the king."
"Okay. But it's getting late, so let's go have a meal "Come on."
However, Mozi refused to listen. He leaned forward and always wanted to stand up. He could never sit still [20].
Gongshu Pan knew he couldn't resist, so he agreed to lead him to see the king immediately. When he went to his room, he took out a set of clothes and shoes, and said sincerely: "But please change this, sir." Because everything here is different from my hometown, everything is luxurious. It’s better to change the lunch box..."
"Okay, okay," Mozi said sincerely. "Actually, I don't like to wear shabby clothes...just because I really don't have time to change..."
四
The King of Chu knew that Mo Zhai was a sage in the north. He was introduced and received immediately without any effort.
Mozi was wearing clothes that were too short, like a heron with tall legs. He followed Gongshu and walked to the public hall, saluted the King of Chu, and said calmly:
" Now there is a person who doesn’t want a car but wants to steal the neighbor’s shabby car; doesn’t want brocade but wants to steal the neighbor’s short felt jacket; doesn’t want rice and meat but wants to steal the neighbor’s bran rice: what kind of person is this? "
"That must be a sneaky disease," the King of Chu said frankly.
“The ground of Chu,” Mozi said, “is five thousand miles wide, but the land of Song is only five hundred miles wide. It is like a sedan or a broken carriage; Chu has clouds and dreams, full of rhinoceros. There are so many fish, turtles, and turtles in Jianghan and Han Dynasties that they can’t compete there. In Song Dynasty, there are not even pheasants, rabbits, and crucian carp. It’s just like rice and meat with bran crumbs. In Chu, there are long pine trees, Wenzi elm trees, and Yuzhang. There are no big trees in the Song Dynasty, so it looks like the king's attack on the Song Dynasty is similar to this." King Chu said. He nodded and said. "But Gongshu Pan has already built a ladder for me, so I have to attack it."
"But success or failure is still uncertain," Mozi said. "As long as there are wood chips, you can try it now."
The King of Chu was a novelty-loving king. He was very happy and asked his courtiers to get the wood chips quickly. But Mozi took off his belt, bent it in an arc, and pointed it towards Gongshuzi, which was regarded as a city; he divided dozens of pieces of wood into two parts, kept one part, and gave the other part to Gongshuzi, which was used as an offensive and defensive tool. .
So the two of them each held wood pieces, and started fighting like a chess game. As soon as the attacking piece of wood came in, the defending piece would fight. If one side retreated, the other side would move. However, the King of Chu and his courtiers could not understand it at all.
I saw this kind of advance and retreat, nine times in a row, which was about nine different patterns of attack and defense. After that, Gongshu Ban gave up. Mozi changed the curve of the belt towards him, as if he was the one to attack this time. The support was still moving forward and backward, but by the third time, Mozi's wood chips entered the arc of the belt.
Although the King of Chu and his courtiers were puzzled, when they saw Gongshu Ban put down the wood pieces first with a disappointed look on his face, they knew that he had failed both offensively and defensively.
The King of Chu also felt a little disappointed.
"I know how to win you," he said calmly after a pause. "But I won't tell you."
"I also know how you defeated me," Mozi said calmly. "But I won't say it."
"What are you talking about?" King Chu asked in surprise.
"What Gongshuzi means," Mozi turned around and replied, "but he wanted to kill me, thinking that by killing me, Song Dynasty would have no one to defend and attack. However, my student Qin Huali and other three hundred people have taken my defensive equipment and are waiting for the enemy from Chu State. Even if they kill me, they still can't defeat it!"
" What a great idea!" King Chu said with emotion. "Then I won't attack the Song Dynasty."
五
Mozi said that after he stopped attacking the Song Dynasty, he originally wanted to return to the Lu State immediately, but because he should change He also borrowed his clothes from Gongshu Ban, so he had no choice but to go to his apartment again. It was already afternoon, and both the host and the guest felt hungry, so the host naturally insisted on letting him have lunch - or it was already dinner time, and even persuaded him to stay overnight.
“You must leave today,” Mozi said. "Come back next year and ask the King of Chu to take a look at my book." [21]
"Don't you talk about righteousness?" Gongshu Pan said. "Working hard to help people in need is a bitch's thing, and adults won't take it. He is a king, fellow!"
"That's not the case.
Silk Mami Valley is made by bitches, and adults want it. Not to mention practicing righteousness. "[22]
"That's true," Gongshu said happily. "When I didn't see you, I wanted to take the Song Dynasty; when I saw you, even if you gave me the Song Dynasty for free, if it was unjust, , I don’t want it anymore..."
"Then I really gave you the Song Kingdom. "Mozi also said happily. "If you insist on doing righteousness, I will send you to the world! "[23]
While the host and guest were chatting and laughing, lunch was also laid out, including fish, meat and wine. Mozi did not drink wine or eat fish, but only ate a little meat. Gongshu Ban Drinking wine alone, I felt sorry for the guest who didn't use daggers, so I had to persuade him to eat chili: "Please, please!" He pointed at the chili sauce and flatbread and said earnestly, "Try it, it's not bad." The green onions are not as fat as those we have there..."
After Gongshu Bang drank a few glasses of wine, he became even happier.
"I have hooks in my boat battle, and your righteousness also has hooks. Refuse? "He asked.
"My righteousness is better than your boat battle." Mozi replied resolutely. "I use love to hook and respectful to reject." There is no need for love hooks, there is no blind date, there is no need to be polite and naughty, there is no need for love, but there is no blind date, and they will be separated immediately. Therefore, loving each other and respecting each other equals mutual benefit. Now you use hooks to hook people, and people use hooks to hook you. You use rejection to reject others, and people use rejection to reject you. Hooking each other and rejecting each other is tantamount to harming each other. Therefore, the hook of my righteousness is better than the hook of your boat. "[24]
"But, fellow countryman, your righteousness almost broke my job! "After Gongshu Ban hit a snag, he changed his story, but he was probably quite drunk: he actually didn't know how to drink.
"But it's better than destroying all the jobs in the Song Dynasty. "But I will have to make toys from now on." Fellow fellow, wait a minute, I'll ask you to see something. "
As he spoke, he jumped up and ran into the back room, as if he was rummaging through the box. After a while, he came out again, holding a magpie made of wood and bamboo in his hand. He handed it to Mozi and said: "As long as it is opened, it can fly for three days. This can be said to be quite a coincidence. "
"But it's not as good as a carpenter's in making a wheel," Mozi looked at it, put it on the mat, and said. "He can cut three inches of wood to carry a load of fifty stones. What is beneficial to people is skillful and good; what is not beneficial to people is clumsy, which is bad. "[25]
"Oh, I forgot," Gongshu Ban hit another snag before he woke up. "I should have known that this was exactly what you said. "
"So you still insist on doing justice," Mozi looked into his eyes and said sincerely, "Not only is it a coincidence, but the world is also yours. It really bothered you for most of the day. See you next year. "
As Mozi said this, he took the small package and said goodbye to the owner. Gongshu Pan knew that he could not keep him, so he had to let him go. After sending him out of the door, he returned to the house. , after thinking about it, he stuffed the model of the ladder and the wooden magpie in the box in the back room.
On the way home, Mozi walked slowly, firstly because of fatigue, and secondly. My feet hurt, I had eaten three pieces of solid food, and I was inevitably feeling hungry. Four things had been done, and I was not as hasty as when I arrived. However, I was even more unlucky than when I arrived: as soon as I entered the Song Dynasty, I was searched twice; In the capital, they encountered a donation-raising team to save the country (26) and collected some rags; when they arrived outside the Nanguan Pass, they were hit by heavy rain again. They tried to take shelter under the city gate, but were driven away by two patrolmen holding guns. I got wet all over and my nose was stuffy for more than ten days.
Written in August 1934.
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