Master Kong Zhongni

Chapter 2 Zigong Compiles Books
Zi Gong frowned, feeling that Jae Yu today is different from the past.

"The master scolded you not once or twice. Last time you questioned the etiquette and said that if your parents passed away, there was no need to observe filial piety for three years. Didn't you also be scolded by the master? Why is it that only today the reaction is so big?"

Zaiyu originally wanted to tell Zigong about the strange dream, but on second thought, according to Zigong's proud character, he might laugh at him for believing the dream was real.

So he could only make up a reason to prevaricate.

"Can it be the same? Last time I was scolded, I was scolded, but you didn't remember me!"

Zigong put one arm on the table and tilted his head to look at him.

"Are you sure I didn't remember?"

Jae Yu asked in astonishment, "You remember?"

Zigong smiled badly, neither answering yes nor no.

"I do not know."

Hearing this, Zai Yu pressed his breath against the door of his chest, and almost lost his strength.

He immediately began to extend cordial greetings to Zigong's relatives.

"He's his mother, how can you be human?"

Zigong laughed out loud.

In Confucianism, he and Zai Yu are also known for their eloquence, and today he is able to overwhelm Zai Yu in words, which makes him very happy.

But the old people often say that extreme joy begets sorrow, which makes sense.

Zigong's laughter quickly attracted Confucius' attention.

Confucius asked with a livid face: "Ci! Why are you laughing? If you have any happy things, you can share them with us!"

Zi Gong's smile froze, and he stood up hastily.

Ordinary people can only stand up and be scolded when encountering such a situation, but fortunately, Zigong reacted quickly, rolling his eyes and responding calmly.

"Back to Master. Just now Ziwo (Zaiyu) praised me and said that I have become a person who can take responsibility, so I laughed happily."

After Confucius heard this, he didn't rush to make a conclusion, but called Jae Yu up too.

"Yu! Did you just say that?"

Zaiyu is extremely shameless to Zigong's behavior of dragging people into the water. Now that he has the opportunity, he must use his eloquence to fight back.

He pretended to be obedient and replied: "Master, Zi Gong may have misheard. My original words were a question. The original words were, Zi Gong, do you look like a human being?"

Zi Gong said dissatisfiedly, "Zi Wo, what do you mean? I don't look like a person, what else can I look like?"

This time, before Zaiyu could answer, Confucius had already answered: "You really don't look like a human being."

Zigong asked suspiciously, "Then according to your opinion, Master, what am I like?"

Confucius said: "You look like a kind of utensil."

Zigong asked, "What kind of utensil is it?"

Confucius said, "Hulian."

"Hulian? Why Hulian?"

Zigong still wanted to ask more questions, but Confucius didn't want to answer him this time.

Zi Gong and Zai Yu's interest in class was disturbed by the pair of trinkets, he was really angry.

Confucius said: "This is the end of today's class, let's leave."

After Confucius finished speaking, he walked away from the courtyard, leaving a group of students thinking about the deep meaning of his words.

Zigong pondered what Confucius said.

"Hulian? Hulian is a sacrificial vessel used in sacrifices. Could it be that the master is implying that my etiquette has been completed, so I can be the priest who presides over the sacrifices?"

When Zaiyu heard this, he deliberately smiled, which aroused Zigong's curiosity.

"My son, what are you laughing at? Isn't that what Master meant?"

Zaiyu replied: "Think about it carefully, what is Hulian used for when offering sacrifices?"

Zigong was stunned for a moment, then replied, "Hulian is for storing grain, what's the matter?"

"That's right. Hulian is used to store food, and the master said that you are not like a human being, so don't you understand what the master means?"

Zigong asked blankly, "What do you mean?"

Zaiyu laughed, then pretended to be relaxed and picked up the bamboo slips on Zigong's table.

"Master, what you mean is that you are just like Hulian, you are a rice bucket!"

After saying this, Jae Yu ran away.

Zigong's reaction was also quick. After he was stunned for two seconds, his face immediately became angry.

"Damn me! How dare you tease me?!"

He wanted to catch up with Jae Yu and show him the fruitful results of his recent practice of the Six Arts of a Gentleman.

But someone from the side called him to stop.

"I seem to know what the master means."

Originally, Zigong didn't take this sentence seriously, how can he understand the deep meaning of the Master's words in just a short while?

But when he turned his head and saw the speaker, his doubts were immediately dispelled, because the speaker was the student most valued by his master——Yan Hui.

Yan Hui's face was thin and thin. Although he was only about 20 years old, his hair was already gray.

Zigong asked, "Ziyuan, have you really understood the deep meaning of Master's words?"

Yan Hui nodded and said: "Master once said that a gentleman is not a tool, which means that a gentleman cannot be like a utensil, which only has one function. But today the master said that you are like Hulian, what he meant probably means that you already have a kind of function. It is a talent that can be used to great effect, but there is still a long way to go before the cultivation of a gentleman!"

"I see."

Zigong suddenly realized, he thought back to Master's behavior before, and immediately understood that Master was criticizing himself in a subtle way.

I guess the master saw that I was lying, right?
Thinking of this, Zigong blushed a little.

"It's all my fault. If it wasn't for him, how could I be criticized by my master?"

……

After Zaiyu left the academy, he took a shortcut to go home.

After returning home and sitting down, he finally had time to start thinking about the strange dreams of the past few days.

"Is it really going to be like that after thousands of years?"

He sorted out his memory.

In the dream, the etiquette system of keeping filial piety for three years no longer exists, and etiquette is unheard of.

The streets there are neater and cleaner than those in Qufu. Pedestrians on the streets are sweating profusely, and four-wheeled tin boxes can be seen everywhere on the road. As long as you bring a small box, you can know everything about the world...

If it weren't for Zigong's "Analects of Confucius" today, Zaiyu would have thought he was crazy to believe in such an unreliable dream.

"How could there be such a bizarre thing? But then again, what if..."

Zaiyu thought about it, and simply took out the stone pillow from the room, ready to verify the reality of the dream at the risk of being scolded.

He was lying on the stone pillow, staring at the sun hanging high outside the window, not long after, the fatigue accumulated for many days suddenly hit him, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, everything around him became dark, and his consciousness sank into the sky Dream.

Tick, tick, tick...

The sound of the clock hands turning woke Chen Tao up.

He opened his eyes, and he was lying on the long table in the library. In front of him was an open English dictionary for postgraduate entrance examinations. The first word in the dictionary was abandon.

Chen Tao stood up with his head supported, and stretched himself towards the floor-to-ceiling windows of the library.

He felt extremely exhausted. He had been having a strange dream for the past few days. He dreamed that he had traveled to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and became a student of Confucius named Zaiyu.

If only it was a dream.

But this strange dream is actually the same as the series, which is broadcast regularly every night without repetition, which is outrageous.

"Do you want to go to the school hospital? It's too much for me to go on like this! I don't have enough energy during the day, which seriously affects my review status for the postgraduate entrance examination."

Chen Tao looked back at the English dictionary on the table, and heaved a long sigh.

"After memorizing it for two months, it's still the first page. It's terrible... I'm not in the mood to review today. How about going back to the dormitory to play games? Anyway, it's only the first semester of my junior year, and it's still early before the postgraduate entrance examination."

Chen Tao struggled for a while, but finally decided to stay in the library.

"No! You should study hard when reviewing. How can you be sure next time every time? This is too shameless."

He returned to his seat, but turned a few pages of the book, feeling restless and unable to read anything.

He thought of that grotesque dream again, Chunqiu, Confucius, Zaiyu...

Having said that, is there really such a person as Zai Yu?

Chen Tao turned on his laptop, connected to the campus network, opened the retrieval system of the library, and entered 'Zaiyu'.

Suddenly, a line of information appeared on the computer screen.

"Historical Records: Biography of Zhongni's Disciples"

The Master said: There are seven out of seven out of seventy people who have received karma, and they are all people with supernatural powers.

Virtue: Yan Yuan, Min Ziqian, Ran Boniu, Zhong Gong.

Political affairs: Ran You, Ji Lu.

Words: Zaiyu, Zigong...

Chen Tao was fascinated by watching, when suddenly, his eyes went dark, and a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from his ears.

"Son me!!!"

(End of this chapter)