Spring and Autumn I Am King

After moving a few steps to the right, Zhao Wuxi could see clearly that it turned out that it was two boys who were blocking Tu Dao. Both of them were seven or eight years old, wearing clean gebu children's clothes, holding bamboo horses in their arms, and they seemed to be children of rich countries.

It's just that the one with the head hair tied in the head looks dull, and looks cowardly with his head down. On the contrary, the boy who was always hairy had clear eyebrows, and at a glance, he knew that he was a big kid. He pulled his companion to stand in the middle of the road, raised his head, and stared at Confucius who got out of the car with big eyes.

He asked crisply, "Are you the knowledgeable Confucius?"

Then he stuck out his tongue again and said, "It's so high, my neck is sore..."

In front of the two children, Confucius, who was nine feet tall, did not reprimand him with the words of his elders. Just as he said in an ideal society, "the old man is safe, his friends trust him, and the young man embraces him", so although he was suddenly stopped by the two children On the way, without being polite, he bent down as much as possible and said with a smile.

"It's Confucius, what's the matter with the two little boys?"

Zongfa boy pulled his cowardly companion, and they both bowed awkwardly to Confucius and said:

"We have an argument, I think the sun is close to people when it first rises, and far from people at noon. He thinks that the sun is far away from people when it first rises, and it is close to people at noon. Argued There was no result all morning, we heard that Confucius knew a lot, so I wanted to ask you, who is right?"

The serious looks of the two made people laugh, and only a young child would ask such a question, but Confucius did not wave his sleeves away.

"Why do you think so? Can you talk about it?"

The simple chief horn boy swallowed his saliva and said timidly: "When the sun just came out and rose, it was as big as a car cover, and at noon it was as small as a potter's wheel. Isn't this small in the distance and big in the near?"

Zongfa's clever boy disagreed: "When the sun first came out, it was very cool, and in the afternoon, it was as hot as putting your hands in hot water. Isn't this hot near and cold far away?"

"It turned out to be the two children's debate day. This incident turned out to be true, and I just happened to meet it."

Zhao Wuxi suddenly realized, and the Lu people scratched their heads and looked up at the sun that had risen to the middle of the sky. But after a while, his eyes were stinged, and he shook his head to stop this childish behavior.

Most people disagreed, thinking that it was just a child's imagination, but it still sparked a whispered discussion. The question asked by the two children here today. People in Lu may have thought about it when they were young, but once they get older, they have more and more things to worry about. And funerals... How can you think about such a common phenomenon in nature?

Everyone usually stares at the fields under their feet and the goods in the store. Except for determining the time and solar terms, who has nothing to look up at the sun! As long as it has little to do with farming, it is enough to know what it is, why should you know what it is?

The spirit of independent thinking, bold questioning, and seeking truth from facts generally exists only among curious children and a few sages, but it is a huge driving force for the advancement of human history.

However, the people of Lu were still very curious about how Confucius would answer. Confucius had been in Qufu for many years, and he had taught lectures in many places, and everyone was familiar with him.

years ago. When Ji Sunsi dug a well, he got a pottery with a big belly and a small mouth, and there was a monster like a sheep in it. When he asked Confucius, he lied that he "got a dog-like object". Confucius said: "As far as I know, what is inside should be a kind of insect 'grave sheep' of unknown sex."

It is precisely because of his erudition that since then, people in Lucheng often ask Confucius when they encounter something unknown, so now there are countless pairs of eyes staring at him.

Confucius also raised his head and squinted at the sun. After a while, he closed his eyes and smiled guiltily: "Qiu also thought about this question when he was young. But visiting the famous teachers in the world has not solved it. The two little gentlemen are right and wrong, Qiu Can't decide."

Of the two children, the chief corner was a little disappointed. And Zongfa said with a smile, "It turns out that Confucius didn't know either, so why do you know more?"

The Lu people who were watching also burst into laughter. Confucius, who is known to be well-known and remembered, was actually stumped by the two children. It is indeed not "knowing".

Some people even coaxed: "Zhongni is not as good as Shaozhengmao!" Some people even encouraged the two boys to ask Dr. Shaozhengmao.

Confucius did not explain, but still smiled humbly. As if muttering to himself, and as if disappointed and sorry, he bowed slightly to the Lu people who were watching.

But after hearing these words, Zi Lu's face darkened. If Yan Hui hadn't stopped him, he would have gotten out of the car and debated with everyone.

"Zhongni is in trouble now. It seems that I have to disperse these people." Liu Xiaji shook his head helplessly. As an old friend of Confucius, he was duty-bound. He was about to let the accompanying soldiers come forward, but Zhao Wuxi reached out his hand. stopped.

"Doctor Liuxia, wait a minute, this time, let me help Confucius."

"Zi Tai?"

"Exactly, even if it's a gift to Confucius!"

But he saw Wu Xie pacing forward and loudly speaking to the crowd in a non-standard Lucheng dialect: "What you know is what you know, what you don't know is what you don't know, it's wisdom! Confucius was not a saint who was born to know, so what if he didn't know something. What is there to be ashamed of? Someone in the country can answer it? If it is so, why criticize it!"

Yes, Confucius was never and did not think he was a saint. He was just a declining nobleman who was depressed among the various countries and turned his attention to education. Although he longed to rebuild the government of Zhou Gong, it was just a wish.

Seeing a young doctor led by Gao Guanbo striding to the center of the circle, the Lu people looked at each other.

"Who is this?"

"Walking with the master of ceremonies, Dr. Liuxia, I am afraid that the status is not low. Which family's Gongsun is it?"

"No, it's the noble son of the Zhao family of Jin who captured Qi and entered Lu as a doctor!"

The people of Lu were awe-inspiring, the doctor's reputation was quite loud, not to mention the rumors that he and Yang Hu were "hatred", which immediately made the Chinese people who were also dissatisfied with Yang Hu feel good, so they drank it out of Confucius. The riots subsided, and let's see what the Jin prince will say.

Zhao Wuxi also walked up to the tall Confucius, waved his wide sleeves in a flat salute, but when he raised his head, he realized that he was only as tall as Confucius' chin, so he had to look up.

"Zhao Wuxi has seen Confucius, and Zhongdu is stingy. Who would want to meet here today. Wuxi is not talented. The question asked by the two young boys just now can explain a thing or two!"

Confucius had just seen Liu Xiaji. And the young aristocrat next to him, who guessed it was the long-known Zhao Wuxi. Zhongdu had never thanked him for his donation of food before, but now he has come forward to answer his own problems, and he can't help but feel grateful. There was a strong curiosity again, and he also greeted Zhao Wuxi with a subordinate to meet his boss: "Qiu Bucai, dare to ask the doctor to teach me."

Because Zhao Wuqi came out to help Confucius out of the siege, Zilu and Yan Hui had a very good impression of him, and they also asked Wuqi for advice.

Zhao Wuxi walked up to the two boys and said, "You guys are very good at observing. But the sun is as far away from the earth's surface in the early morning as it is in the afternoon."

The boy who used the wheel and pottery wheel as a metaphor for the sun said nonchalantly, "Then why do you look big in the morning and look small at noon?"

"This is an illusion of the human eye. In the morning, the sun is set off by trees, houses and distant mountains, so it appears larger. At noon, it is backed by a vast expanse of sky, so it appears small. The sky is still a little dark at rising, and the silhouette of the sun is more obvious, and the sky is bright at noon, and the edges of the sun are blurred, which makes it look extra large in the morning."

The child with total haircut based on cold and heat also asked reluctantly: "Since it is the same. Then why does it appear cold in the morning after the sun comes out, but warmer at noon?"

Facing this handsome boy, Zhao Wuxi responded, "It's not that simple? In the morning, the sun shines diagonally on the ground, and in the afternoon, the sun shines vertically on the ground. If you return home with a Take candles or firewood as the sun, and shine on the ground from the **** and directly above, and see which is hotter. Besides, at night, the heat of the sun on the ground is dissipated. So it is cool in the morning; in the afternoon, the heat of the sun reaches It is on the ground, so it feels hot. The cool and hot you feel does not indicate how far or near the sun is from the ground.”

As for the subtle differences between the sun and the earth at different times. Zhao Wuxi didn't want to look into it for the time being, otherwise he would be stumped by this curious child.

After Zhao Wuxi finished speaking, the two boys who asked the question and the people around them suddenly realized.

"I see!"

"Never noticed it on weekdays."

"It's still Dr. Zhao who is very smart. He can understand the question that Kong Zhongni can't answer. I'm afraid that Shaozhengmao is not as good as him!"

Even Confucius and his two masters were savoring this explanation. Nodding endlessly, the simple truth, but no one thought about it, so he couldn't answer it in a while, and Yan Hui, who claimed to be eager to learn, was even a little ashamed.

Amidst the praises, Zhao Wuqi said humbly, "There is precedence in hearing Taoism, and there are specialties in art. Maybe I know more than Confucius in observing ordinary things, but I know more about etiquette, morality, and knowledge of classics and history. In terms of understanding, Confucius knows more than I do.”

"There is a sequence of hearings, and there are specialties in the art industry. Sincerely, it is said..."

This sentence made Confucius and his two disciples feel good about Zhao Wuchen again.

When Liu Xiaji led the soldiers to clear the way, and the crowd gradually dispersed, Confucius met with him and looked at Zhao Wuxi from time to time, smiling kindly.

On the other side, Wu Xie beckoned and called the two boys over: "You have observed very carefully, how old are you? Where do you live, and what are their names?"

His eyes were mainly focused on the handsome and handsome young man. If he was not mistaken, it was his idea to recognize Confucius in the street and stop the driver. To be so smart and bold at such a young age might have left his name for future generations. people. Wu Tie is now in short supply of talents. If you can send these precocious people into the private school they set up to cultivate from an early age, it is a good idea to brainwash and indoctrinate.

The boy was not afraid of life at all, he pointed at the tip of his nose and said crisply, "My name is Xiang Lu (tuo), I am seven years old this year, and my father is a squire in the east of the city."

Most of the famous people are children of Chinese people, and he smiled without a shirt: "Can you write your name?"

The boy was a little troubled at first, then he gritted his teeth and raised his eyebrows: "Of course!"

He immediately bit his thumb and wrote the word on Zhao Wuxi's palm with his other hand.

There is not much difference between the official script of the state of Lu and the official script of Jin, and Zhao Wuxi can also match them with the simplified characters of later generations~www.readwn.com~ However, in this era, it is extremely difficult for a seven-year-old child to write it. Not too much for a child prodigy.

"It turned out to be Xiang Yu..."

Zhao Wuxi thought for a while before remembering the name, thanks to the "Three Character Classic" that his grandfather forced to recite back then. In it, "Xi Zhongni, Shi Xianglu, ancient sages, and Shang Qinxue" are talking about this matter. It seems that he is the same person as "Two Children Debate"! It's just that there are some discrepancies in the time and place recorded by later generations.

I don't know who the other kid is.

Just thinking about it, Xiao Xianglu pulled his cowardly partner over again and pointed at him:

"Doctor, this is the public transport class!" (To be continued.)

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