PS:I'm going to go to Wa Mountain to investigate today.,The conditions are very hard.,It's unknown whether there is a 4G to upload chapters to me.,So I can only try to keep updating it in the next few days.,This chapter is still a late night code.,Understand......

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"Isn't the Master going to teach us the way of a gentleman? Do gentlemen have such times of misfortune and bad luck? ”

Confucius's string song stopped, he looked up, stood up and looked at Zilu, who respected him the most in his heart on weekdays, and also the Zilu who dared to speak out.

Zilu has been really depressed in the past few years, and his ideal was originally "a country of a thousand times, between the big countries, plus divisions and brigades, so there is famine; From it, compared to three years, you can be brave and know the way." However, now, this dream is still a pipe dream, but it is his younger brother Ran Qiu, who only has the ambition of "Fang sixty or seventy, such as fifty or sixty", to make contributions in the Lu State, and led his troops to inflict heavy losses on Qi people in the First Battle of Wenshui, and became famous all over the world.

Another classmate, Zigong, also became the de facto ruler of the Cao State, and the two disciples of the master, Zai Yu and Fan Chi, who were the least to see before, were also the county commanders of Qufu, and the other was transferred to the Jin State to serve as the agricultural officials of the Zhao family. This is a good mix, and other people, such as the chief magistrate, also perform their own duties and show their abilities. In the end, he was still in exile everywhere, penniless. Coupled with the bad situation in the past few days, after thinking about it, Zilu, who has an upright temperament, is a little angry.

Confucius knew that his disciples had been trapped for seven days, and they all had resentment, and they had been away from the state of Lu for several years, and every time they went, there were constantly new disciples who worshiped their disciples, but there were also people who quit halfway, or stayed in the cities of the state along the way to be retainers for others, or went directly to Ran Qiu, Zigong, Zai Yu and even Zhao Wuxian......

So in the midst of starvation, Confucius decided to teach his disciples another lesson.

He said to Zilu: "A gentleman can cling to the distress without wavering, and the villain may have to do anything wrong." ”

Zilu was angry for a while, and he wanted to rely on his own martial arts, and then take a few brothers who could move to the Cai Jun camp outside, like stealing the little pig yesterday, and then looking for something. Now that Kong Qiu said this, Zilu was ashamed to dispel this thought.

Although yesterday when he offered the roasted Xiaobi, the hungry Confucius did not ask the source, sat cross-legged on the ground, and ate it when he took it, you must know that when he was an official in the Lu State, "the seat is not right, do not sit; If you don't cut it properly, you don't eat; If you don't have sauce, you won't eat it!"

"The gentleman is frank, the villain is often a relative, and the master is still calm." No matter what the disciples thought in their hearts, in this situation, they could only get through the difficulties by uniting as one, and when they were hungry, they could only use some repetitive spiritual sustenance to relieve the pain.

So the disciples came to Confucius one by one, and Confucius looked at them and said, "Shiyun 'bandits and tigers, lead them to the wilderness'." Are you wondering if there is something wrong with our doctrine? Otherwise, why did it fall to this point? ”

The disciples looked at each other, worthy of being the master, and they immediately guessed the doubts in their hearts.

"Tell me why this is happening?"

Everyone was silent, but Zilu still said with a grin: "I guess it's because we haven't reached the level of benevolence yet!" That's why the princes and doctors don't trust us. Or maybe you haven't reached it yet! Therefore, the doctrine of the Master is not practiced in all countries. ”

"If the benevolent must be trusted, then why are there Boyi and Shuqi starving to death in Shouyang Mountain? If those who know must be able to do everything well, then how can there be a prince who is dissected? ”

Confucius smiled and returned the problem to Zilu, letting him tangle himself, and he didn't know how much hunger he could relieve, or maybe he would scream angrily when he couldn't think about it, and simply fall asleep, this is Zilu's character.

After Zilu went down, someone asked another question, it was Gao Chai, a student who was only five feet tall, and he said with a little hesitation: "Master's doctrine is extremely grand, so no country in the world can accommodate you. Could the Master have lowered his standards a little? ”

Confucius shook his head and said, "Chai, listen to me, an excellent farmer is good at sowing and cultivating but cannot guarantee a good harvest, and an excellent craftsman is good at craftsmanship but cannot cater to everyone's requirements." A gentleman can cultivate his own doctrine, regulate the country with etiquette and music, and govern his subjects with morality, but he cannot guarantee that he will be understood by the world. ”

Everyone was silent, and the disciples sighed in their hearts again, Master, is still too stubborn. Except for a group of "gentlemen and Confucians" whose main goal was to slander and oppose Zhao Wuxian, the rest of the disciples actually hoped that the master could reconcile with the Zhao family as soon as possible. In that case, whether it is for officials or a comfortable and prosperous life, Jin, Lu, Song, Wei, and Ju can open the door to them.

Why did the master bother with his son-in-law? It's four years of awkwardness......

Just when they shook their heads and sighed, they couldn't figure it out for their master, just outside Zilu walked back in a hurry, and said to everyone with a smile: "Ziyuan is back!" ”

Yan Hui happened to follow behind Zilu, and he felt muscle aches all over his body, as if he had a precursor to a fever. When he went to explore the surrounding area, the rocks also scratched his hands, and he picked out the rotten blisters with wooden thorns in the middle of the road, and then regained his quiet smile, holding up the rice that the peasant farmers in the mountains had begged for so much, and said to the brothers: "There is rice!" I'll go in and cook it, and let the Master eat it first. ”

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yes, why bother?

After the disciples retreated, Kong Qiu lay in the dilapidated house at the foot of the mountain that could barely shelter from the wind and rain, and he was also questioning in his heart.

Last year, he received a letter from his daughter Kong Jiao, saying that when he was pregnant, Confucius smiled knowingly, got up and paced a few laps in the house, thinking about what kind of name he wanted to give his grandson, and now, she is six months pregnant, right?

But for a gentleman, family affection must be discussed, but issues of principle must not be compromised! Although Kong Jiao also begged him in the letter to accept Zhao's invitation to live in Yecheng, there can be tens of millions of mansions there, so that the disciples of Confucius can live happily, and they can also read a group of books, and have a good teaching environment, so that the study of Confucius can also send a bud in the Jin Kingdom.

But Confucius flatly refused.

Because he had almost guessed Zhao Wuxian's purpose, this son was a natural thief, not only to steal the Lu State, but also to steal the Jin State. What's even more tragic is that Bo Yu and Tang Shuyu's family country Sheji is really likely to fall into the hands of the Zhao family.

This is completely contrary to what Confucius has always advocated and appealed for, so the Tao is different and does not conspire with each other!

Although, he also understands the temptation of home, how great the temptation of relatives is.

Squinting on the straw mat and feeling the fierce sunlight outside the house, it must be that the country of Lu thousands of miles away is also blue and cloudless.

"In late spring in March, the sky is high and the clouds are light, I really want to be with Zixi, put on spring clothes, five or six champions, six or seven children, go to bathe in the Yi River, blow the wind on the dance platform, and sing all the way home......"

In the fantasy, the bright blue Yi River flows under the mountain, sparkling in the sun. Can you still see such a view? It was only when he was in his hometown of Lu that he felt whole.

He hadn't eaten since those mouthfuls of meat yesterday, and hunger not only tortured his disciples, but also the old man's body and spirit, and his consciousness began to gradually become blurred.

"Maybe I'm dying slowly right now." A thought flashed through Kongqiu's mind. Xia people were buried on the east steps, Zhou people were buried on the west steps, and Yin people were buried between the two pillars. The coffin is three inches, buried by countless handfuls of loess, and a tombstone can be erected, and the people of the Central Plains use this to draw an end to their lives.

But if the disciples of Confucius are completely wiped out here, who will set up a fiefdom for him? There may only be one well-dressed mound, maybe it is a wife and children who are far away in the Lu Kingdom, maybe it is the daughter who is married to the Jin Kingdom, and the person he least wants is Zhao Wuxian.

If so, I might as well be a jackal and eat food for the jay, he thought sadly, "and the corpse worm will burrow a hole in my chest." ”

What happens when people die?

If the legendary Si Ming came to take his life and took him back to the two pillars where the Yin people were, he would be able to reunite with his father, ancestor Wei Ziqi and others who he had never met, and become a ghost. Confucius didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but after being a businessman, he couldn't help but believe it. Although people can't see or hear, they are everywhere, as if they are three feet above people's heads, and as if they are on the right and left of people, galloping in the starry sky for ghosts and spirits, forever and ever......

Just when he was in a daze, Confucius smelled a familiar and unfamiliar fragrance, and the whole person suddenly woke up, turned around slowly, but saw Yan Hui squatting on the edge of the pottery kettle, grabbing the rice in the pot with his hand to eat!

His heart, which was burning with food, suddenly became cold......

Distress, will it really make the original gentleman lose his original appearance and behave villainly?

This time, Confucius began to doubt his original intentions.

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"Master, the rice is cooked!"

Confucius turned over, nodded slowly, pretended not to see Yan Hui pilaf and eat, got up and said, "I dreamed of the ancestors just now, so I should take a little rice to worship before eating, but the food must be very clean." ”

Yan Hui was an honest man, and immediately bowed down to the chief inspector and explained: "No! Only then did the soot float into the kettle, I buckled it out with my hand, and there were some grains of rice on it, and when I saw that it was a pity to throw it away, I ate it, and the rice in the kettle was unclean, and I could not sacrifice to the ancestors. ”

Confucius looked at Yan Hui's eyes, and only saw a piece of clarity, so he sighed: "Those who believe are also eye-catching, but their eyes are still not credible; The heart of the person who is relied on is also, and the heart is still not enough. It's not easy to know people, I almost got the fault of it, sure enough, it's not easy to understand a person......"

In times of distress, the relationship between teacher and student has become more fragile than usual, and Confucius has realized that his authority is openly questioned by his disciples, and his trust in his most beloved disciple is not as deep as he used to think......

However, the smart and happy Yan Hui may be able to give himself the answer.

He glanced at the half-cooked corn in the kettle, swallowed his saliva, and asked Yan Hui seriously: "Shiyun 'bandits and tigers, lead the wilderness'." Come back, do you think there is anything wrong with my doctrine? Otherwise, why did it fall to this point? ”

Yan Hui shook his head and said, "The way of the master is great, so the world can't tolerate it." But what if it is not accepted by the world? Not being able to grasp the gist of it is a shame to be a disciple. Not to be adopted, this is a shame for those in power. Therefore, it is not allowed to see the true colors of a gentleman! Improving and cultivating Master's teachings in the midst of adversity, this is what Master should think! ”

Confucius smiled happily: "Return, if you see one and know ten, I might as well ...... In time, your academic achievements will far surpass mine! If you have a lot of possessions, I can give you the ruler of the house. ”

While the master and apprentice were talking, Zilu pushed the door in.

"Master, something has changed outside!"

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"Master, Ziyuan, listen!" Zilu said solemnly.

Yan Hui listened attentively, and also heard a low and faint rumbling sound from the drums from afar. Kongqiu heard it too, and he frowned and walked out of the doorway.

Outside, the drums beat louder, and the disciples gathered together, holding their few weapons tightly, looking at the Cai Ren camp that had been guarding the intersection for seven days in the distance.

"It doesn't seem to be Cai Guo's own ......"

The camp of the Cai people also stirred. The three Cai pawns hurried over with Ge in their arms, and the officials whispered, and the horses they tied to the camp were not restless, some neighing, some snorting.

The experienced Zilu lay on the ground and listened for a while, then found the direction: "It's the west, and a huge convoy is coming!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a heavy chariot burst into the end of everyone's field of vision, driven by a tiger in fiery red armor, and it was extremely fast, followed by dozens of his comrades. The long spear-like hub was like a spinning scythe, and it rushed straight towards the lax defense of Cai Bing's camp!

In just a moment's effort, before they could make contact with the chariot, the fragile Cai people collapsed, and the soldiers abandoned their weapons and fled, including the bureaucrats who shouted to Kong Qiu and his disciples that day, and the sudden arrival of the enemy was definitely not something that their small border army could handle.

"Saved?" Kong Qiu and his disciples were amazed and delighted by this upheaval, and they watched intently, hoping to judge the identity of the comer by the banners and shouts.

Whether it was the fleeing Cai people or the attackers, they all called out a word with a southern accent.

"King! King! King Zhi! ”

"It's the Son of Heaven who is here!" In a moment, this crazy thought appeared in the mind of Kongthalamus, who was in a trance because of hunger, and he was moved to tears for a while. It is also shabby, the old man has respected Zhou Li and the Son of Heaven all his life, but in the end he has not been received by the Son of Heaven even once, but he has always insisted that there is only one Son of Heaven and a king in the world!

But when the drums beat again, and the chariots began to pass over Cai's camp and head towards Confucius and his party, the slogans shouted by the tigers changed.

"Majestic and magnificent, the king of Chu is in the west!"

After breaking up the Cai people, a team of wedge-shaped queues of cars drove over, everyone was clearly armored, the flag fluttering above the head was the most eye-catching, it was an impressive flag, several zhang high, several zhang wide: the upper is a golden phoenix with wings ready to fly, the middle is a round of chaoyang, the long pointed tongue of fire outlines the nine-toothed fire wheel, and the lower part is a rectangular base, decorated with cloud and thunder patterns......

The elite of Zuo Guang of the Chu State discovered Kong Qiu and his disciples, and the convoy rushed towards them, surrounding them. And Xiong Zhen, the king of Chu, came with the banner of the phoenix bird......

(To be continued.) )