Spring and Autumn I Am King

After more than a month, Confucius seemed to have aged ten years. The black-gray bun and tendrils were mixed with more and more white hair, turning into a light gray, just like the world outside was full of dust and frost. 【Full text read..】

In the face of Liu Xiaji's resentment, he was not like when he was young, when he heard that Ji Shiba danced in the court, he angrily scolded, "It is tolerable, but it is unbearable!" He just took the silk book and gave Luhou Tu policy When the copy of the book is finished, it is thrown into the stove and left to burn to ashes.

"So far, what else can the old man say?"

"Go to argue with reason, go to speak out against it, go to drums in the palace hall, this is your style, Zhongni!"

Confucius smiled helplessly and said, "I've accomplished nothing, and now I'm just a taxi that failed in government, and I'm just an old man. Who would listen to my call?"

Liu Xiaji said: "You are highly respected, and now is the time when the monarch needs someone to help you, why bother to shut yourself up in Lu? You can't stay out of the house for so many days, do you want to be a hermit?"

"Hermit? No, I won't. In order not to surrender his ambitions and not humiliate his own body, Uncle Boyi lives in seclusion in Shouyang Mountain. Your ancestor Liu Xiahui was deposed three times, but he did not want to leave the state of Lu lightly, and would rather surrender his ambitions and humiliate him. The body. These are two extremes, I am different from them, I will not hide from the world, but I can no longer easily go out to work, let alone speak out easily. "

Liu Xiaji stared at Confucius, pointed at the gradually extinguished copper furnace and said: "Zhongni, you are like a pile of dead ashes now, this is not you, you should be someone who knows what you can't do! "

"I'm not discouraged, I just need time to reflect on myself."

"Reflection? You're right, it's the little thieves and the big thieves who are wrong. Just when you were out of the gate. The Lu country has become a valley, and the valley has become a mausoleum! Now the Ji family's head has committed suicide, and the Meng family's head has fled. These two The family's successor is named Lu Qing, but in fact he is like a vassal of the Zhao family, but it is nothing more than a promise! The power of the government of Lu is determined by the hands of the Zhao family. If this continues, sooner or later, the state of Lu will become a monarch and a minister will not be a minister. A family is not a family, a country is not a country! The ritual and music expeditions are from the imperial doctor, isn't this what you have always opposed!?"

Confucius looked at his old friend with helplessness in his eyes: "I know it... But swords are better than poetry, and tactics are better than rituals and music. This is really Ji Shi of Lu..."

He seemed to see the end of the era, but he was powerless to stop it. He couldn't even realize the thought of sacrificing himself for Zhou Li, so he could only live at home. As soon as the door is closed, you can't see, don't worry.

Liu Xiaji was a little paranoid: "So you just don't do anything? I know that Zhao Wuxi has followed your strategy of falling into the four capitals, and has appointed your disciples as officials. Uncle Zong. Are you grateful to him for this, and think that he can treat you with courtesy. It will rest until you die?"

Confucius frowned: "Why did you say this? The monarch treats me with courtesy. I will repay it with loyalty, and I will never serve the Zhao clan in my life... Zhao Zitai is still a more obedient subject, he has not crossed the final bottom line, if he dare…"

Liu Xiaji tightened step by step: "If he thinks of something outrageous and kills the monarch outrageously, what will you do?"

Confucius, who has had a rare beard and hair in the past few days, stood up and said, "If this is the case, I should fast and take a bath, and then hold a two-foot sword into Qufu Lilu, and call on the people of the country to attack it together with drums! Qiu Shen is dead!"

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After Liu Xiaji said goodbye, Confucius stared at the candlelight for a while, until Yan Hui walked in with a scroll of books, which awakened him from his thoughts.

"Go back, what time is it?"

In this cold spring season, Yan Hui was still wearing thin clothes. He didn't know how long he had put on the tattered sheepskin mattress. He saluted respectfully and said, "Master, it's almost time."

It's already January 1st, and before you know it, another year has passed...

"Turn off the lights and walk with me..."

Yan responded to the promise, blew the lamp, and helped Confucius to walk out the door. His eyes were still very clear in this night when he could not see his fingers.

The city of the fifth century BC looked no different at night from the countryside and countryside, and the lights were dark everywhere.

But this world is not dark. Like Yan Hui's bright eyes, the night in the sky is like an incomparably wide black blanket, and the stars all over the sky are like sparkling pearls adorning the blanket.

Confucius found the brightest Beichen star, pointed to it and said, "Do you remember what I said to you when my teacher was a slaughterer in Zhongdu? In order to govern with virtue, for example, Beichen, where all the stars live together. ... Now General Zhao is above the stars like Beichen, but he does not use morality for government, but power for government, and no one can compete with him. But this situation may not last, he will sooner or later put Lu When the country is dragged into the battle of the six ministers, I am afraid that it will be prosperous at that time, and its death will be sudden, I am worried about the future of the Lu country..."

Yan replied: "My opinion is the same as that of the Master. The Zhao family is strong. It is better not to fight than to fight hard. Instead of calling on the people of the country to oppose him, as Dr. Liu Xiaji planned, not only will he not be able to drive him away, he will also Incurring death and revenge, what the State of Lu needs is a way of getting along with the Zhao family, and I am afraid that I have to rely on you, Master, to come forward."

Confucius knew that what Yan Hui was worried about was actually himself, but he categorically refused: "As I said to Liu Xiaji before, as long as Zhao Zitai does not cross the bottom line, I will not openly become an enemy of him. I want others to agree with him, but I can't do it, the way is different, and we don't plan for each other!"

Yan Hui hesitated and said, "Although General Zhao is in power, he is not disrespectful to the monarch. He has followed the old rituals of the state of Lu. This month, he sent people to repair the public palace and protect the temple of Lu Jun in all dynasties, which is quite popular. Perhaps. It was because of the relationship between Zigong and Ziyou, and they were generous enough to the Master. A few days ago, the matter of the ruler of the public was a clear proof. Some judges proposed to kill him, and even more people had ulterior motives and suggested that the Master should be brought to trial, but General Zhao handled it fairly. I didn't take the opportunity to suppress the master..."

Just a few days ago, Confucius' disciple Gongzhichang was accused of murder! When the judges interrogated him, Gongye Chang repeatedly defended and told a story that no one believed.

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The head of the public governor claimed to be able to understand the language of a hundred birds, and his garden on the outskirts of Qufu was flocked with birds, including pigeons, wild birds, sparrows, and even rare seabirds!

That day, a hawk flew to look for Mr. Gong Ye. Quack shouted, "Master Gong Ye. Master Gong Ye, there is a dead deer in Nanshan. You eat the deer, and I eat its intestines!" It means to feed the hawks.

Harrier eagle complained about him for this, and it didn't take long. The eagle came to report to the chief Gongye again, and the chief Gongye went again. From a distance, there are many people clamoring around something. Gong Yechang thought it was a dead deer, and he was afraid that others would take it away, so he shouted from a distance: "I will kill it! I will kill it!"

Everyone turned to look at him with strange eyes. After Gongzhi arrived, it was clear that there was a dead man inside, and the onlookers arrested Gongye. Take him as a murderer and send him to the Si Kou Office.

Coincidentally, the judges who tried the case of the chief justice happened to be a disciple of Shaozhengmao, and the superior of the judges, Xiao Sikou, the agent of Lu State, was even Kan Zhi, who was at odds with Zigong!

As a result, a major case was launched to try to bring the chief justice to justice. And it has the meaning of spreading to Confucius and his disciples. But this trend finally alarmed Zhao Wuxi. crushed by him.

Among the retainers, Zhao Wuxi warned everyone earnestly: "Starting a business is difficult, maintaining a business is even more difficult! The state of Lu is at the beginning of peace, people's hearts are uncertain, and major cases may arise... You don't have to make waves and try to implicate more people. The retainers speculate In the mind of the lord, this kind of thing can never be repeated! If there is a next time, I will never forgive it!"

He gave Kan Zhishen a meal, this son is capable and motivated. He also knows how to help himself bite people, but he just can't let go of his heart, and he is fascinated by the old enemy.

Zhao Wuxi asked Cheng Tuan, a fair judge, to try the case on his behalf. Cheng Tuan did not find evidence of the murder of the chief justice, but he could not be relieved of his suspicion.

So when the case was finally closed, Zhao Wuxi gave the chief justice two choices.

One is to serve for three years, and go to the Taishan area to guard the border, and the other is to serve as a retainer of the Zhao family, serving as an official in the "Yu Ren", an official bureau that breeds birds and beasts, specially raising pigeons for Zhao Wuxi... He can understand Bainiao's words and deeds I don't know if it's true or not, but it's true that the Chief Minister is very good at raising and taming birds.

The head of the public administration finally chose the latter, and the Confucius disciples breathed a sigh of relief. If Zhao Wuxi deliberately implicated them this time and sent soldiers to interrogate them, they would definitely not want to be humiliated, and they would roll up and salute and escape from the state of Lu. Zilu even said frankly to Confucius: "If the son is long dead, then the Master can do it!"

In the end, it's fine, it's fine... As for whether General Zhao asked Gongzhi Chang to raise pigeons for food, or as a reward in the early morning, they didn't care.

Confucius nodded and said, "Zichang can be freed from imprisonment. It is indeed General Zhao's generosity. To us, he behaved gracefully and generously, much stronger than I was when he was young..." Thinking of this, his stomach twitched.

This kind of shame that Zhao Wuxi saved his life and was treated with courtesy, intertwined with the anger at Zhao's stealing the power of the Zhengqing of Lu, is the reason why Confucius closed his door for more than a month.

This old man who didn't hit the south wall and didn't look back, after being refreshed by Zhao Wuxi by the Jishui River, got into the horns in his mind.

He looked up at the starry sky and said to his beloved disciple: "I was determined to learn at the age of 15. At the age of 30, I established myself, established myself, established my work, and established my family. Confused, I understand that revival of Zhou Li is my path. When I returned to office at fifty, I thought I was someone who knew the destiny, the destiny was clear, and only Zhou Li could save this Ji Shi. But now, I am confused again, I don’t Knowing what destiny is, I haven't dreamed of Duke Zhou for a long time."

Yan Hui whispered in the back: "A gentleman can die, but he can't be trapped; he can be bullied, but he can't be ignored! The disciples can be confused, but the master can't."

The Master is a beacon hanging in front of them to lead the way. If the Master is lost, what should they do?

Confucius stroked Fu Yanhui's shoulder: "I know, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, so I have been thinking about it for more than a month. I want to understand, it is better to learn than this!"

"If you walk with three people, you must have my teacher. In terms of crops, I am not as good as Zichi; in terms of words, I am not as good as Zigong; in terms of bravery, I am not as good as Zilu; Zheng, I can't keep up with General Zhao... There are many sages in Lu State who are worthy of my learning, but what I need to learn most this time is the true meaning of propriety, the way of heaven and earth that cannot be understood by traveling far away..."

Across the low courtyard wall in Lilu, he looked at the brightest place in Qufu tonight. It was the Great General's Mansion, where the Jin people gathered together. The invitations painted in red on red paper were also sent, but Confucius pressed it to the couch...

"Although I also really want to stay in the country of Lu to see how General Zhao will find a way to allow his Xian and Restoration forces to coexist with the old and ancient country of Lu... But it's time for me to go out and learn something. , just like the last time I visited Lao Tzu, I went to far, far places, traveled all over Kyushu, and watched the spring and autumn of hundreds of countries!"

ps: So what, I’m really not dark here, there is a chapter in the evening (to be continued~^~)

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