I am not a deposed emperor of Han Dynasty

When it was almost time for You, all the Confucian scholars had nothing to talk about anymore, so they stood up and said goodbye to Kong Ba.

Because the house here was Wei Xian's property, he and Wei Xuancheng were half owners and did not leave immediately.

The father and son stood under the eaves in front of the main hall, accompanying Kong Ba to send the other Confucian scholars away one by one.

After everyone else left, Wei Xian came over to say goodbye to Kong Ba.

"Ci Ru, it's getting late tonight. You've been on a journey, so please have a good rest. I'll come to visit you again tomorrow." Wei Xian and Wei Xuancheng saluted Kong Ba.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Wei, I have one more important thing to tell you." Kong Ba said with a faint smile.

"What's the matter?" Wei Xian asked in confusion.

"Follow me to the back house, and you'll find out when you get there." Kong Ba smiled mysteriously.

"Respect is worse than obedience."

"Young Master, come with us." Kong Ba said to Wei Xuancheng who was standing aside.

However, Wei Xuancheng did not dare to agree immediately. Instead, he looked at Wei Xian with questioning eyes, seemingly hesitant.

"Your uncle is the master here. You can do whatever he asks you to do without asking me." Wei Xian said calmly.

"No." Wei Xuancheng replied quickly.

So, the Websters and his son followed Kong Ba towards the backyard.

Now that the first lunar month is coming to an end, although the days are getting warmer, the nights are still very chilly.

Kong Ba walked in the front, followed by the Websters and his sons, and at the end was Kong Ba's eldest son Kong Fu.

The four of them walked towards the backyard in the narrow passage. No one spoke along the way, which made the surroundings feel particularly quiet.

This is Wei's residence. Wei Xuancheng and Wei Xian have been here more than once, but now they suddenly feel a little strange here.

They all looked at Kong Ba's tall and thin back in unison, smelling a hint of conspiracy.

I wanted to ask a question, but I didn't know where to start, so I could only follow behind me silently, thinking secretly.

When passing through several corners, the Wei and his sons also saw the Kong family's children on guard with swords, all of them looking on guard and serious.

This further intensified the doubts in the minds of the Websters.

It actually took less than half a quarter of an hour to walk the entire distance, but when they arrived at the backyard, they felt a little out of breath.

After entering the backyard, Wei Xian finally calmed down a little. He found that the four corners of the backyard were also guarded.

Those who stayed in the backyard were all the Kong family, while the slaves left by the Wei family had been sent to the front and middle courtyards.

There is a main room and four side rooms here. Only the main room has lights on.

A figure appeared on the window lattice covered with window paper, a little rickety.

Wei Xian squinted his eyes and took a look, a suspicion emerged in his heart, and he suddenly felt a little excited.

"Wei Gong, young man, let me go in." After Kong Ba finished speaking, he led Wei Xian and Wei Xian to the main room.

"Wait a minute!" Wei Xian grabbed Kong Ba's sleeve and said under the other's surprised gaze, "I and Ci Ru will go in, and Xuan Chengcheng will stay here."

Kong Ba naturally didn't know about the "agreement" reached between Wei Xian and Wei Xuancheng. He was a little suspicious, but he still nodded.

Afterwards, Wei Xian and Kong Ba hurriedly walked towards the main room.

Push the door, enter the house, close the door - all in one go, without revealing anything in the house.

The Kong family was very strict in running the house, and the slaves and children did not dare to make any noise. The backyard, which was not spacious, immediately became quiet again.

Because it was not too late yet, the moon had not yet climbed to the dome, but hung slantingly on the horizon. A few sparse stars were scattered in the sky, a little lonely.

The cold wind blows gently, blowing away the weaving sound coming from nowhere, making the place feel even more lonely.

Wei Xuancheng had no expression on his face, but his heart was filled with excitement. He eagerly wanted to know what happened in the main room.

Today, Wei Xuancheng and others came to see Kong Ba, not because he was Wei Xian's son, but because he was the backbone of the "Lu Shi" school.

Kong Ba didn't know about the agreement reached by the Websters, but still regarded them as a unit that made progress and retreat together, so he invited him to the backyard to "discuss important matters together."

Wei Xian did not stop him when he was in the main hall, but as soon as he arrived here, he stopped Wei Xuancheng with words.

In this way, there is only one possibility - Wei Xian has guessed that the person in the main room is very important, so that Wei Xuancheng cannot spy on him.

In the past, if his father said what Wei Xuancheng should do, even if he showed the slightest disrespect, it would be a great act of unfilial piety.

But things are different now. Since they have agreed to each cook a stove, Wei Xuancheng must know what happened here.

At this time, he already had some guesses in his mind, but he just needed to verify them again.

Wei Xuancheng paced back and forth in the courtyard as if nothing had happened, looking around carefully, and finally fixed his eyes on Kong Fu behind him.

Kong Fu was the eldest son of Kong Ba, but he was not good at reading scriptures and was more like a martial artist.Wei Xuancheng and Kong Fu were similar in age and had played together in Chang'an City when they were young. Although there is a big gap in status now, they still have a bit of friendship.

After thinking for a moment, Wei Xuancheng came directly to Kong Fu.

"Shude, we haven't seen each other for six or seven years, right?" Wei Xuancheng said with a smile.

"Yes, when we came to Chang'an last time, you and I went hunting in Dongmenguo, and we hunted a deer that time." Kong Fu had a strong body and spoke very cheerfully.

The two were similar in age, but as Wei Xuancheng was Guang Luxun, the world he had seen in Chang'an was beyond what Kong Fu could compare with, and they soon started chatting enthusiastically with Kong Fu.

They casually talked about some interesting things they had done together when they were young, and gradually regained their youthful spirit.

"There is a Xianheng wine shop in the north city wall, which sells the best wine and food. After the Shiqu Pavilion debate is over, how about you and I go together?"

"That's very good. I've heard about this Xianheng Winery for a long time, so that's what I meant." Kong Fu smiled again.

At this time, Wei Xuancheng saw that the time was coming.

"Chang'an is not as dry and cold as Qufu. How could Confucius still get used to living in Chang'an when he came to Chang'an?" After Wei Xuancheng said this, he deliberately glanced in the direction of the main room.

"Uncle, uncle didn't come to Chang'an..." Kong Fu was stunned and said hesitantly, with a trace of nervousness and panic flashing on his face.

There are many people in the world who are born not to lie. For example, Kong Fu, the honest man who committed the crime of "there is no 300 taels of silver here", is one of them.

"I'm not asking about the praise of Marquis Cheng, but about the admonishment of the officials." Wei Xuancheng smiled pretending not to care.

"Oh, my father often came to Chang'an before. He is used to living there." Kong Fu said again.

"That's good, that's good." Wei Xuancheng's face remained as usual, but his heart was beating wildly. He didn't expect that Kong Anguo, whom the emperor was most afraid of, actually came!

Just when the atmosphere in the courtyard was a little awkward, the door of the main room opened with a creak, and Kong Ba sent Wei Xian to the courtyard.

"Wei Gong, it's dark and the road is slippery, so drive carefully and slowly."

"The Confucian scholar is staying behind. There is no need to send him far away. He should rest early."

After the two of them had finished the ceremony, Wei Xian and Wei Xuancheng left the house here.

On the way back to the car, it was eerily quiet. The Websters and their sons had their own thoughts, and no one spoke.

When he was about to arrive at Wei's house, Wei Xuancheng finally couldn't help but speak.

"Father, what's the matter with Mr. Kong Mansion?"

"Nothing, I just brought an ancient text "Poetry" annotated by Confucius and asked me to review it in detail."

"How are the commentaries on Confucius?"

"Of course he is profound and profound, and he will definitely become a family." Under the dim light, Wei Xian's tone was calm, but there was uncontrollable joy on his face.

"My child, can you read it?" Wei Xuancheng asked tentatively again.

Wei Xuancheng's face froze, hesitating a little, and then said a little stiffly: "This book is of great importance. It is better not to make extraneous matters at this time. We will talk about this matter in the future."

"Wei." Wei Xuancheng said respectfully.

The car became quiet again, and the father and son did not say a word.

Wei Xuancheng looked out the window through the gap at the edge of the curtain. Except for the occasional door light, it was pitch black.

He once again remembered what his father had said, that father and son should each make a stove.

In this case, I must go to the palace early tomorrow and tell His Majesty what happened tonight.

When the Wei family and his son returned to their mansion, Wang Shi finally walked out of Xia Housheng's mansion.

The speechless old slave stood silently beside the carriage, holding a rice cracker and nibbling on it. When he saw Wang Shi approaching, he quickly took the pancake into his arms.

"Xia Housheng has finally been convinced by me." Wang Shi nodded with satisfaction.

Under the emperor's coercion, Xia Housheng was finally willing to participate in the Shiqu Pavilion debate. The only requirement was to meet the great scholar "Chu Ji".

I don’t know what Xia Housheng will think when he knows who Chu Ji’s true identity is. I think his expression will be extremely exciting.

Mo listened vaguely, but just grinned. For him, having pancakes to eat was enough.

"Here, this is a jug of wine that I brought from the table." Wang Shi put the jug of wine in his sleeve into Mo's hand.

Without saying a word, Mo raised his head and prepared to take a swig, but was stopped by Wang Shi.

"There are still guests waiting for me in the house. Send me back first, and then you can drink as you wish."

Mo grinned again, raised a thumb and waved, hiding the wine in his sleeve.

Wang Shi got into the car, the old slave drove the horse, Xiao Xiao set up the car, and galloped away, disappearing into the night. (End of chapter)