Beneath the veil of night, a gentle breeze brushed against their faces.
A young man traveled the lake, composing a poem, while those aboard—adorned in scarlet and purple—remained silent. Zhou Tieyi, carrying a hint of tipsiness, offered a critique: "This ship is still not large enough, not fast enough. By the way... Minister Mo, doesn't your Mohist School claim that the land we stand upon is a planet?"
Mo Qu was still contemplating Zhou Tieyi's verse, pondering the implications of the steamship for inland river transport, for the Great Xia, and for the world at large. Suddenly addressed, he reflexively answered, "The land beneath our feet is indeed a planet."
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