Master Kong Zhongni

Chapter 61 The Use of Temperament
Jae Yu was baffled by his sigh.

"what happened to you?"

Shang Qu sighed: "I see that all the classmates around me have children, but I still have no children. I am worried!"

After hearing this, Zaiyu was stunned for a while, then coughed, sat beside him and comforted him.

"Zimu, I've heard a saying that it's better to retreat and make a net than to love fish in Linyuan.

It's a good thing you want a baby.But before we have kids, can we take a step back.

I'm not doubting your ability, nor your efforts.

But, can you find a girl who is in love with you first, marry her, and then talk about having children?

For the matter of having a child, relying on your own efforts will not solve the problem! "

"But I can't find the right one?"

The two were talking, and Confucius walked over with a smile.

Shang Qu hurriedly got up to meet him: "Master."

Confucius stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Don't worry, after you are 40 years old, you will have five sons."

After speaking, Confucius returned to the teaching position.

The students who stayed aside whispered.

"How did Master know?"

"Can Zimu really have five sons after he turns 40?"

"Anyway, I have to get a divination, right? Can the master understand it at a glance?"

Because Confucius' remarks are so bizarre that the students who have always believed in the Master couldn't help but question them.

But Shang Qu listened to Master's words, not only did not question, but smiled slightly, and thanked Master in the direction where Master was sitting upright.

"With your words, the students will feel at ease."

The students were talking about it, and Confucius had already put his hands on the Yaoqin.

With a flick of his fingertips, the five tones rippling, the strings vibrate, spreading in all directions.

The students' discussion stopped immediately.

Everyone hurried back to their seats, ready to listen to the Master's Gu Dao Qin sound.

The empty sound is transmitted, the rhythm is long, and the sonata seems to be extremely heavy. The finger rhythm moves, but the weight is lifted lightly.

The students closed their eyes and listened quietly.

I just feel that there seem to be mountains and rivers and ancient roads in front of me, and it seems that I can see the thick earth and yellow sky.

In a cloud of dust, a man with a dark complexion and deep eyes is sitting on the sand dune.

A Yaoqin was placed on his legs, and he plucked the strings just like a master, playing this melody in the world.

As soon as the melody comes out, the sky changes, day and night come to an end, the sky is full of stars, and the moonlight is soft and soft, all over the world.

The students were so intoxicated by the situation brought about by "Wen Wang Cao", they couldn't extricate themselves for a long time, and some of them didn't even realize that the song "Master" had already ended.

Zai Yu opened his eyes, and the fragrance of the soil after the rain came over his face, and he couldn't help but look back out of the window.

The light rain outside has stopped.

On the branch of the apricot tree with raindrops still hanging, there stood a bright yellow bird.

The little bird tilted his head to look at him, and Zaiyu also tilted his head to look at it.

I don't know if it is looking at him or he is looking at it.

The little bird chirped at Jae Yu, breaking the silence of the classroom.

Countless disciples woke up from the artistic conception in the rhythm of the piano sound, but Zaiyu was curious about what the little bird said to him.

He beat Gongye Chang, who was sitting behind him, and asked in a low voice, "What did that little bird say?"

Gong Ye let out a long cough, then covered his mouth with the bamboo slips, and said in a low voice.

"You better stop listening."

"why?"

"bad language."

Jae Yu's good mood disappeared, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "I..."

Confucius noticed the small movements between Jaeyu and the bird.

He stroked his beard and couldn't help but said, "Yu! What are you doing?"

Zaiyu was startled, and hurriedly put down his sleeves, thinking that his master was going to blame him for not paying attention in class again.

Unexpectedly, the master just mentioned him and didn't pursue it any further. Instead, he asked the students who were full of students.

"Have any of you noticed that I used a few strings in this song just now?"

Zilu was stunned: "Isn't it seven strings? Yaoqin has seven strings!"

Mi Buqi at the side shook his head and said, "Master only used six strings."

Zilu asked puzzled, "Why?"

Zeng Dian, who was holding the child, also added: "Not all Yaoqin have seven strings.

I heard that the earliest Yaoqin had five strings, representing metal, wood, water, fire and earth respectively.

Later, King Wen added a string to commemorate Boyi Kao, the eldest son who was cooked and killed by King Zhou.

Later, when King Wu defeated Zhou, in order to boost morale, he added another string.

What Master is playing today is "Wen Wang Cao" created by King Wen, so there should be only six strings used. "

Zigong put forward a different opinion: "But I heard that the seven strings of the Yaoqin are imitated from the Big Dipper in the sky. The big string represents the king, and the small string represents the minister. It is in line with the grace of the monarch and his ministers."

Confucius listened to everyone's argument, smiled and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"What you said is very reasonable. Both statements are correct, and when I played today, I did only use six strings."

After speaking, Confucius asked again: "Then do you know why a gentleman wants to learn music?"

From the corner of Zaiyu's eyes, he noticed that Yan Hui beside him was about to start it, so he got up and answered in a hurry.

"Master, I know!"

Confucius said with a smile: "Yu, then you can speak."

Zaiyu cleared his throat and said: "I heard that a gentleman can use music to strengthen virtue, treat it with morality, promote it with etiquette, preserve it with credit, encourage it with benevolence, and then he can use it to govern the country.

Jin Daogong adopted Wei Jiang's suggestion at the beginning, and within eight years, the nine princes were united.

So he sighed: Governing the country is like the harmony of music. If there is no rhythm and incongruity, then great governance can be achieved.

This is probably what you want to say, right? "

Confucius said happily: "Yu! You have understood the connotation of music."

Gao Chai asked: "Master, after learning music, can I really govern the country?"

"of course."

Confucius gave an example: "Isn't Shi Kuang of Jin the proof?

He was born blind, but he studied the rhythm hard, and finally understood the principle of governing the country from it. He successively assisted two generations of kings, Jin Daogong and Jin Pinggong.

Duke Ping of Jin pitied Shi Kuang who was born blind and suffered from darkness, but Shi Kuang advised Duke Ping of Jin that there are five kinds of darkness in the world that are more terrible than blindness.

One is that the king does not know that his ministers are famous for bribery, and the people have nowhere to avenge their injustice.

The second is the improper employment of the king.

The third is that the king does not distinguish between the virtuous and the foolish.

The fourth is the king's militarism.

The fifth is that the king does not know the people's livelihood.

Pinggong was addicted to wine and sex, so Shi Kuang picked up the Yaoqin and hit Pinggong, hoping that he would wake up.

Moreover, Shi Kuang is not only respected by the people of Jin, even the current Marquis of Qi also respects him.

When the Marquis of Qi went to the state of Jin to attend the ceremony, he asked Shi Kuang about the way of governing the country. Shi Kuang told him: A ruler should benefit the people.

Although Shi Kuang was born blind, he was respected by the people of the world because of the principles he learned from music. Isn't this the effect of music?
So, how can a gentleman not learn music? "

After Confucius finished speaking, all the disciples present were in admiration.

"Thank you for your advice, Master."

Confucius looked at the crowd of disciples with a smile and nodded slightly.

Suddenly, a servant walked quickly to Confucius and whispered a few words.

Confucius frowned suddenly: "Yanghu? What is he doing here again?"

The servant replied respectfully: "He said that something strange happened in Ji's house today. He knows you are knowledgeable and talented, so he came here to ask you for advice."

　Gag me and vote.

　　——Excerpt from "Zaiyu's Diary"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)