My Confucian Father

Chapter 61 Trapped and Broken
The bells echoing in the mountains and forests, the awe-inspiring righteousness that boils endlessly between the heavens and the earth, the cheering disciples in the academy, and the beam of light that connects the heavens and the earth in the sky above Shengjing.

All of this is telling Su Mu.

Confucian saints are really back.

This incident came so suddenly that he had no time to react before it hit him on the head.

"Brother Mu, your father is back! Let's go and have a look, I've never seen a Confucian saint before!"

Tao An was very excited, his expression was full of excitement.

Confucian saint, this name has extraordinary meaning for every Yan country person.

He is the leader of the literati in the world, the hero who saved the Yan Kingdom from danger, and the strongest saint in the world.

He is the pride of the Yan Kingdom, and even more so, the pride of the human race!
The most amazing and brilliant generation in human history!
It is not an exaggeration to say that almost all young people in the latest generation of Yan Kingdom grew up listening to the legends of Confucian saints.

Everyone is familiar with the deeds of Confucian saints. In Yan Kingdom, you may not know who Emperor Yan is, but you must know who Confucian saints are. This is the status of Confucian saints.

Confucian saints have been away for 15 years, and now they suddenly come back, which makes everyone feel excited!
Su Mu stared at the beam of light that had begun to dissipate in the distance, his face turned slightly pale, and he forced a smile: "This...could it be a mistake, and you really came back?"

Now he desperately hopes that someone will come over and give him a negative answer, telling him that he made a mistake.

But the reality is often cruel, Zhuge Bin shook his head resolutely and said: "Impossible, the Haoran Bell is the magic weapon of Confucian saints, I haven't seen it ringing for so many years."

"And the awe-inspiring righteousness of thousands of miles around has been aroused. Only Confucian saints can do this."

"Brother Mu, didn't you see that the dean and the gentlemen of the academy passed by just now? This means it's true, your father is really back!"

Zhuge Bin thought that Su Mu was overly excited, so he gave him several examples to prove it.

But he didn't know that every word he said was a knife in Su Mu's heart, making Su Mu a little breathless.

"Wait, let me take it easy..."

Su Mu sat down in the gazebo next to the mountain road, trying to calm himself down, but his body was still trembling uncontrollably.

Confucian saints are the lingering nightmare in his heart. He fears meeting each other, and this fear even surpasses death.

Because Confucian Saint is too powerful, he doesn't know if the other party will do something more terrible to him than killing him.

The pressure was so heavy on his chest that he could barely breathe.

"Brother Mu, what's wrong with you?"

No matter how late Tao An and Zhuge Bin were, they also noticed Su Mu's strangeness at this time, and asked suspiciously.

Su Mu didn't speak, just sat there in a daze.

Neither Tao An nor Zhuge Bin understood, so what happened?Why is my father not happy when his father is back?

After Zhuge Bin thought for a while, he slapped his thigh suddenly and said: "I understand, Brother Mu, this is a cowardice to see his father!"

"Damn, can you stop using these idioms? What are you talking about!" Tao An really wanted Bangbang to punch him twice, but he couldn't understand because of his father's affection.

"So you're vulgar."

Zhuge Bin glanced at Su Mu, and explained in a low voice: "Think about it, Brother Mu, the Confucian sage left not long after he was born, and he left for 15 years."

"For the past 15 years, Brother Mu has been staying at the house alone. He has a mother and no father, and his life is hard."

"Now that Confucian Sage has come back suddenly, Brother Mu must feel a little bit unacceptable, and doesn't know how to face Confucian Sage."

Zhuge Bin analyzed clearly and logically.

Su Mu is only 16 years old now, and the Confucian saint has been away for 15 years. He hasn't seen his father since he was one year old. Now he suddenly appeared. Who can accept it at this time?

Tao An also felt that Zhuge Bin's analysis made sense after listening to it, because think about it differently, if his father left after he was one year old and then came back suddenly, then he...

It seemed that he didn't dare to do anything. According to his father's urination, he would only think that he lacked education and beat him up.

"Then what do we do now?"

Tao An shook all these thoughts out of his mind.

Now that Su Mu is like this, they definitely can't just sit idly by, otherwise what kind of good brothers are they?

Zhuge Bin couldn't think of any good solution for a while, and after holding back for a long time, he proposed: "Why don't you... go to Bi Pavilion?"

"go!"

Tao An responded immediately, and then pulled Zhuge Bin from left to right to set up Su Mu.

Su Mu was still in a daze thinking about how to spend the short time left, but he was suddenly framed by the two of them, and he couldn't help being a little surprised.

"What are you going to do? Let go of me."

Tao An said with a smile: "Brother Mu, don't worry, you have been away for 15 years and haven't returned. It's okay to see such an old man."

"Let's go, let's go to Bige for a few drinks, let's talk after we've had our fill!"

Then he and Zhuge Bin carried him down the mountain.

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Shengjing, Holy Court.

The Holy Court is a place of worship built by Emperor Yan many years ago in order to commend the achievements of Confucian saints.

The statues of Confucian saints are enshrined in the holy courtyard. Every year, there is an endless stream of incense here, and countless people come to visit the statues of Confucian saints from all over the world.

Confucian saint's influence is not only in Yan country, but in other countries, his influence should not be underestimated.

Because every country has literati, and the leaders of literati are Confucian saints.

The statue of a Confucian saint is several feet high, and the whole body is carved from jade. He is dressed in a Confucian robe, with a handsome face, a scroll in his left hand and a ruler in his right, looking into the distance.

Due to the year-round acceptance of people's incense and cultural blessings, the statue looks more and more crystal clear and natural.

At this time, all the pilgrims in the square were emptied, only a man in a Confucian robe sat at the foot of the statue.

This Confucian robed man's temples are slightly white, his eyes are especially bright, and he has a good appearance. Although he looks old, he always has an unspeakable charm of unrestrained romance.

"It's back."

The man in the Confucian robe let out a long breath. At this moment, he saw the offerings on the altar table in front of him. He grabbed a roast chicken and started to eat it.

Trapped in that ghostly place for more than ten years, although he has no fear of hunger and cold at all in the holy land, he still has a basic desire for tongue and tongue, which makes him greedy.

As for demeanor or something, he didn't care for a long time.

And just as the man in the Confucian robe gnawed on the roast chicken until his mouth was full of oil, streams of light descended from the sky.

After a while, the Holy Court Square was full of people.

The dean, more than a dozen great Confucian scholars from Yashan Academy, Zhao Fulai, the steward of the Zhenyao King's Mansion, Tao Xianzhi, the commander-in-chief of the Zhenyao Division... and so on.

Almost all the masters in Shengjing City gathered here, and they came here just for the Confucian robe man!

"master!"

The moment he saw the man in the Confucian robe, Zhao Fulai was so excited that he burst into tears, went forward and knelt down.

This Confucian robed man is none other than a Confucian saint!
Hearing Zhao Fulai's voice, the Confucian sage gnawed on the roast chicken and said, "Get up, how many times have I told you not to kneel!"

"Master Heaven and Earth, other than that, no one in this world is worthy of your kneeling, and neither am I. It's been so many years, why are you still the same, Fu?"

Zhao Fulai was emotional, nodded, stood up, and wiped his tears with his hands.

"I have seen the master."

The dean and a group of Confucian scholars from the academy went forward to bow deeply to the Confucian saints, each of them was full of emotion.

Seeing Confucian saints again after many years, the other party is still the same, and many of them are starting to grow old.

15 years of spring and autumn, like a white horse passing through the gap.

"Wait a minute, I'm running out of time, I'll chat with you later..."

Sage Confucianism first stopped the dean and the others from talking, then looked at a figure hiding behind in the crowd, and shouted: "Who is that, Lao Tao, don't hide, I saw you."

"Now go and invite Your Majesty here, and ask His Majesty to bring the Jade Seal of Chuanguo with you, just say what I asked for."

All eyes turned to Tao Xianzhi.

Tao Xianzhi, who was named, was embarrassed, and glared at the Confucian saint, "When did I hide, I just stood back a little bit."

"There are so many people, why do you have to let me run errands, I don't want to lose face... Wait!"

Although he was swearing and cursing, Tao Xianzhi's body was very honest, and he disappeared in the square in an instant.

Confucian saint withdrew his gaze, at this time he just finished eating the roast chicken, then wiped his greasy mouth with his sleeve, and then burped, his face was full of satisfaction.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone in the square, and there was a burst of admiration in their hearts. The saint is worthy of being a saint, and he doesn't care about trivial matters.

It wasn't until this time that the dean stepped forward and asked again: "Master, where have you been all these years?"

"What do you mean by saying that time is running out? Do you want to go out this time when you come back?"

Originally, these things shouldn't be asked now, but just now he heard Confucian saint's words, which made him extremely puzzled.

Because listening to what the Confucian saint said just now, it seems that he doesn't intend to stay for a long time and wants to leave.

"Uh, how should I say this."

Confucian saint was a little distressed, and seemed to be hesitating how to explain, "It's hard to explain this matter."

"To put it simply, I went to the Yaozu to check some things, but I encountered a group of very bad things, and trapped me somewhere in the Yaozu."

"I have been trapped there for 11 years, and I finally managed to get my consciousness out recently. I came back to get some things through the statue, so that I can break the situation."

"So you can probably understand."

The Confucian saint simply explained to everyone what he had experienced in these years. It was not complicated, but it was outrageous.

Everyone felt horrified after hearing it.

In the Yaozu, there is actually a place where Confucian saints have been trapped for 11 years, and finally they have to let their consciousness escape to find a way to break the situation?This is simply... unbelievable!

This is a Confucian saint, how can there be a place in the world that can trap him?

"Master, where are you in Yaozu now?"

"Let's gather all the strong people immediately and notify the saints of the human race to rescue you together!"

The dean stepped forward and said very seriously.

Confucian saints are trapped in the monster clan, which not only affects the Yan Kingdom, but also affects the entire human race!

Every saint is the most powerful person in the human race, and the lack of any one is a great loss to the human race.

Therefore, as long as the news of Confucian saints being trapped is spread, saints from other countries will definitely help. This is a matter of the righteousness of the human race.

Zhao Fulai tightly held the black long sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and said in hatred: "The despicable monsters dare to set a trap to trap the master, I still killed less people back then!"

Apart from being trapped by the monster clan in advance, he couldn't think of why the Confucian saint would be trapped.

The monster race is indeed the most despicable race!
When the Confucian saint heard this, his old face blushed slightly, he turned his head away, and decided not to tell the truth.

Well, everything was done by the despicable Yaozu.

Just when everyone was filled with righteous indignation, Tao Xianzhi also invited Emperor Yan to the holy courtyard.

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