Master Kong Zhongni

Chapter 1 Zai Yu's Naptime
In 504 BC, Lu State, Qufu.

Blue bricks and gray tiles, thatched huts.

The breeze blows by the river bank, bringing up a burst of willow catkins, and the warm sunshine sprinkles along the wall into the entrance hall, dispelling the cold breath in the early morning.

In the courtyard of the academy, there were dozens of futons made of futons and hemp ropes, and a group of students wearing hats and black and white gowns were sitting there attentively listening to lectures.

The teacher who gave the lecture had a dark complexion, a tall figure, and was over nine feet tall. Although he was wearing a loose long gown, no matter how loose the clothes were, it could not conceal his masculine temperament.

If it is someone who meets him for the first time, he will definitely think that this master must be a famous general and warrior in the state of Lu.

But the authentic old Qufu people all know that despite the hulking and rough appearance of this master, he is a well-known man of courtesy in the state of Lu——Kong Qiu, Kong Zhongni.

At this time, Confucius was talking about the official etiquette of the Xia and Shang dynasties, and he couldn't hide his smile when he talked about the emotion.

The disciples were also fascinated.

At this moment, there was a sudden snoring sound from the hall.

Confucius' kind smile froze suddenly, and everyone turned their heads to look back.

The owner of the snoring sound was sleeping soundly on the last few desks of the academy, and the saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, staining his sleeves.

The blue veins on the forehead of Confucius were bulging. Coupled with his burly figure, his expression looked extremely frightening against the sunlight.

Seeing this, some of the students couldn't help lowering their heads and sighing: "My (Zai Yu) kid, I'm going to be in bad luck again."

Zaiyu, whose name is Ziwo, is the most independent one among countless disciples of Confucius.

As classmates, you have long been accustomed to Jae Yu's unconventional style of acting.

But they still didn't expect that Jae Yu would dare to openly sleep when his master was in class.

This is really pole vaulting in a latrine - over shit.

Confucius walked up to Jai Yu's side. His generous body blocked the sunlight, casting a shadow on Jai Yu's sleeping face.

Jae Yu in his sleep seemed to feel the change of light, he scratched the side of his face, and opened his eyes in a daze.

Then, he screamed in fright.

After all, it is difficult to maintain your composure when you wake up and find a black-faced man standing in front of you with a height of nine feet and a hulking back.

"what!!!"

Jae Yu's exclamation resounded through the academy.

"It's true that rotten wood cannot be carved, and a wall of dung cannot be carved!"

Confucius raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and his voice was like thunder.

He knew that Zaiyu was stubborn, but he really didn't expect that this kid could be so slack as to sleep in broad daylight!

Zai Yu finally came back to his senses at this time, and most of the drowsiness in his head was gone.

He hurriedly stood at attention and sat down, bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "Master, it's my fault for falling asleep in class, you can blame me however you want."

"Hmph! For people like you, what else can I blame? You promised me a few days ago that you would study hard and devote all your mind to learning, but today you openly took a nap."

Speaking of this, Confucius said to the students present.

"In the beginning, when dealing with people, I listened to what he said, and believed in his actions. Now, when dealing with people, I listened to what he said, but I still observed his behavior. Alas...it was all due to Zaiyu's incident. And changed!"

After Confucius finished speaking, he looked at Zaiyu with hatred, and then walked away.

Zai Yu froze on the spot, not knowing what to do.

He could only slap his head and shouted bad luck.

I don't know what's going on recently, he always has some weird dreams.

In the dream, he seemed to be alive again, reincarnated thousands of years later.

Those dreams are extremely real, as if they are not dreams, but reality.

Every time he woke up, Jae Yu would be exhausted, so that he was so sleepy during the day that he couldn't keep up his spirits.

When such a strange thing happened, Jae Yu's first reaction was to feel that he was influenced by ghosts and gods.

Kezi didn't talk strangely, what the teacher usually hates most is talking about ghosts and gods.

If I told my teacher about this, I would definitely make him feel that it was because I didn’t respect ghosts and gods and didn’t cultivate my virtues that I provoked ghosts and gods’ revenge.

Zaiyu would not do such a thankless task.

But if he doesn't find someone to talk to, he will soon get sick...

Some of the classmates sitting next to him gloated and laughed at him.

"My son, look at you, have you been scolded by the master again?"

But Zaiyu didn't have time to pay attention to them at this time, he hurried up following Confucius' steps, wanting to apologize to the master.

Seeing that Jae Yu didn't respond to them, the students booed again: "My son, are you trying to humbly beg Master for forgiveness again?"

After hearing this, Zai Yu stopped chasing after his master, but stopped and said angrily, "You guys, how can you insult people's innocence out of thin air!"

"What innocence? The day before yesterday I saw you and your master speak hard, saying that you shouldn't observe mourning for three years after your parents die, but the master scolded you so much that you couldn't hold your head up."

Zaiyu blushed, and the veins on his forehead burst out, arguing: "Debating cannot be regarded as being scolded... Debating! Can discussing knowledge among scholars be regarded as being scolded?"

Then came a series of incomprehensible words, such as "harmonious but different", and "weekly but not comparable", which caused everyone to laugh, and the atmosphere inside and outside the academy was full of joy.

Confucius probably heard everyone laughing at Jae Yu, and walked out of the room again.

He glanced at all the disciples with staring eyes, and questioned: "You are laughing at Ah Yu, are you doing well yourself? Since you all think that you are very good, then I will select someone to take the test!"

Confucius' voice was like thunder, and the words fell to the ground, and there was no sound in the academy.

The disciples were silent, and no one dared to make a sound, for fear of being called out by Confucius to ask questions.

Seeing this, Confucius took the lead in asking the question angrily.

"Today we are talking about the Xia-Shang official system, so let me ask a question about the Xia-Shang official system. Dare I ask everyone here, do you know why Shaohao named his official position after a bird?"

After listening to the questions, the students looked at each other in blank dismay.

It seems that the master is really angry, and the question asked is too biased, this question is beyond the outline!
But Zaiyu's eyes lit up after hearing this question.

He will solve this problem.

He hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Master, I know."

Confucius nodded slightly: "Speak."

Zaiyu saluted first, and then replied respectfully: "This is because when Shaohao succeeded to the throne, the auspicious appearance of a phoenix bird happened to appear, so he named his official position after the bird.

The so-called Fengniao family is the official in charge of astronomy and calendar.

Xuanniaoshi is the official in charge of the vernal equinox and autumnal equinox.

Uncle Zhao is the official in charge of the summer solstice and winter solstice.

Qingniaoshi is the official in charge of Lichun and Lixia.

The Zhujiu clan is Situ, the Jujiu clan is Sima, and the Jujiu clan is Sikong.

And not only Shaohao, most of the official positions named by the holy kings in ancient times were related to auspiciousness.

In the past, the Yellow Emperor used clouds to name his official positions, Yan Emperor named his official positions with fire, Gonggong named his official positions with water, and Taihao named his official positions with dragons. This is the same reason.

Until Emperor Zhuanxu succeeded to the throne, he could no longer attract auspiciousness, so he named the official position after what the people did. "

After Confucius heard this, the anger on his face subsided, and he nodded at Jae Yu and said, "Yu! It seems that I wrongly blamed you before. You sleep during the day, maybe you work too hard at night?"

Zai Yu hurriedly went down the donkey and said, "With your supervision, how dare the disciple not work hard?"

After listening to Jae Yu's answer, the students also gave him a high look

"It's really amazing! I can't imagine that I have acquired such a level of erudition."

Confucius stroked his long beard and encouraged Jaeyu with relief, "If you have such a firm heart to study, you will definitely be able to achieve a great career in the future. Well, go back and sit down."

After that, Confucius no longer entangled Jae Yu's previous mistakes, and began to teach knowledge as usual.

But although Zaiyu is awake now, he has no intention of listening to the lecture.

He is still struggling with the dream that has troubled him for a long time.

What the hell is going on?
While Zai Yu was thinking, a rustling sound suddenly came from his ear.

He turned his head to see that the classmate sitting next to him was holding a knife and pen, earnestly recording something on the bamboo slips.

The disciple sitting next to Zaiyu is named Duanmuci, and his style name is Zigong. He is recognized as an eloquent man among the disciples of Confucianism.

Because Zaiyu's mouth is also very sharp, and he is indistinguishable from Zigong, so the two usually disobey each other, and they will fight with each other when they have nothing to do.

Zaiyu was curious about what Zigong was recording, so he took a piece of bamboo off the bamboo slip and threw it at him while the teacher was lecturing.

"Zigong, how about taking class notes?"

Zigong gave Zaiyu a blank look, turned his body sideways and replied, "No."

"Then what do you remember?"

Zigong snorted, "Of course I remembered what Master scolded you just now."

Jae Yu was dumbfounded: "Ah? Why do you remember that thing?"

Zigong proudly said: "I plan to record the words and deeds of the master and the conversations with the students, and then compile it into a book. I have already thought of the title of the book, and I will call it "The Analects of Confucius"!"

"The Analects?"

Jae Yu pondered the title of this book, always felt as if he had heard it somewhere.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

The book seemed to have appeared in his dream.

Could it be that those things in the dream are real, I really dreamed about things thousands of years later?
If everything is true, wouldn't I be infamous forever?
Zaiyu was startled, and hurriedly said, "Don't dare to make up nonsense! Get rid of the part where the master scolded me!"

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