I Honor

Seven Encounter

The World of Conferred Gods, Luoyi’s storage room, in front of a simple and heavy building.

The mature man with a crown and beard saluted and said: “In Kongzhao, the land of Xialu, I heard that there is a young master Yu in the storage room of Luoyi, who is well-versed in ancient and modern times. Please pass it on to the two of you.”

His every move is in line with Zhou etiquette, without any mistakes, so that the two soldiers who have rarely seen similar characters in the past ten years dare not neglect.

The world has been in turmoil for a long time, rituals have collapsed and music has been broken, princes and high officials all have their place of arrogance, and of course there are very few people who often demand themselves according to Zhou rituals

After a while, the soldiers who informed him came out and invited him in with a smile.

Kong Zhao straightened his body, his expression became solemn, he stepped into the storage room step by step, followed the soldiers in front and turned into a room full of tortoise shells, bamboo slips and books. The crowned scholar-bureaucrat knelt behind the desk, waiting for him with a smile on his face.

This scholar-bureaucrat’s facial features are quite outstanding, with hidden nobility, mature brows, and no frivolous impetuosity, but Kong Zhao is a little disappointed. The great sage in his imagination should be more temperamental and wise, and more Profound, old and vicissitudes may be appropriate.

You can’t judge people by their appearance Kong Zhao reflected on himself, stepped into the room, and performed Zhou etiquette meticulously, and Gong Ziyu on the opposite side also treated others with Zhou etiquette, there was nothing wrong with it.

Seeing this, Kong Zhao felt more and more what he was thinking just now. After Meng Lang sat down on his knees, his attitude became respectful, and he asked Gong Ziyu about the rituals of Zhou.

Gong Ziyu has prepared for many years, for today, the books he chooses are highly targeted, he talks and laughs naturally, freely, and Kong Zhao admires his mastery and deep understanding of Zhou rituals, and secretly praises his friends for their sincerity, Gong Ziyu in Luoyi’s storage room is indeed a great sage

But what he didn’t expect was that Gong Ziyu was extremely satisfied, joyful and self-satisfied. According to what the teacher said, if there were no accidents, this man in front of him should be the teacher of all ages, the sage who illuminates the eternal night. The admiration hit his vanity hard.

The teacher of Wanshi Shibiao, I am really excited just thinking about it

At the end of asking for advice, Kong Zhao’s expression became serious, he got up slowly, bowed in front of Gong Ziyu, and solemnly said:

“The princes have no way, are arrogant and disrespectful, are good at swordsmanship, are not benevolent and unjust, so that the morals of the world are ruined, people’s hearts are not ancient, and there are often tragedies of fratricide. There is no shortage of desolate scenes full of bones in the village, which makes people feel sad.”

“How to end this world and return the world to ritual and music, please teach me, my lord.”

Gong Ziyu pinched the beard that symbolized maturity, closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a moment, then Fang said slowly: “When the city gate opens tomorrow, wait at the ancient pavilion on the left side of the road.”

After all, he sent the guests off with weekly gifts.

Tomorrow when the city gate opened, Kong Zhao was waiting at the ancient pavilion on the left side of the road. He was in a daze, not daring to be reckless, and bowed and retreated.

Why didn’t Gong Ziyu answer directly, and let’s talk about it tomorrow

Could it be that he really has a way to calm the troubled times, just like the Mohist theory that he does not recognize but has to admit that he has made some achievements

In today’s world, public lectures and private lectures are very rare. The former is the symbol of Mohism, and the latter is the ethos developed by Kong Zhao himself. The rest of martial arts, morality and strategy, if you want to learn, you have to go through Apprenticeship, private teaching.

This time, it is privately teaching people like Guigu

In the early morning of the next day, Kong Zhao, who was full of doubts, stood in the ancient pavilion on the left side of the road, watching the red line of the sky and the gorgeous glow, waiting patiently.

After a cup of tea, a stick of incense, and a quarter of an hour, he finally saw a carriage approaching slowly, and the driver was Gong Ziyu.

The great sage who guards the Tibetan room in Luoyi, a nobleman called a son, actually drives a car by himself, acting as a humble servant of a coachman

it’s rude

When he got close, Young Master Yu jumped out of the carriage, and smiled slightly: “Master, father, you are driving a carriage for your master, how can you be rude?”

He seemed to be able to see what Kong Zhao was thinking.

Kong Zhao, who was driving for his teacher, was puzzled again, and looked at the compartment with the door tightly closed.Gong Ziyu’s teacher

I have never heard of Daxian Gong Ziyu and his teacher

And the teacher who can get him to serve him so wholeheartedly must have far more knowledge and wisdom than him.

Gong Ziyu said with a smile: “You asked me yesterday. I was ignorant and ignorant, so I dared not answer. However, my teacher is knowledgeable about heaven and man, has profound wisdom, understands the essentials of morality, and knows the disadvantages of current events. He is enough to teach you, so I let you Wait here.”

Gong Ziyu, who is enough to teach you and make yourself deeply admire him, is ashamed of himself. With such admiration, his teacher must be outstanding. Maybe he can really solve the confusion in his heart. Kong Zhao is a little excited. Under the guidance, he walked to the carriage and watched him open the door.

The car door opened slowly, revealing the scene inside. The layout was simple, but simple and natural. Sitting was an old man with white temples and eyes full of vicissitudes. Incomparably deep, it seems to contain the light of wisdom, and his whole body is empty, as if separated by some strange things, if you don’t see it with your own eyes, you won’t feel that there is someone in the carriage, which is very consistent with the image of the great sage in Kong Zhao’s mind.

Before Kong Zhao could speak, he saw the man pointing to the side, gesturing for himself to get in the car, so he went up half puzzled and half dazed, and knelt down beside him: “Why did you teach me, sir?”

The man with white temples looked ahead with deep eyes: “Sitting in the house, thinking about rituals and happiness, but talking nonsense to end the chaos, it is like duckweed without roots, without support, and it will disperse when the wind blows. Follow me to travel around the world, see the chaos of the world, see the suffering of the officials and the common people, only in this way can we understand the shortcomings, and only in this way can we dare to say that the world will be peaceful.”

Kong Zhao had had similar vague thoughts a long time ago, and his words hit the center of his head. He had no doubts about the man in front of him, deeply admired him, and said solemnly: “What you said is very true.”

At this time, Gong Ziyu closed the door and drove the carriage again. The light inside was dim, and the wheels outside were rattling.

Only then did Kong Zhao realize that he had been a little rude just now, corrected his expression, bowed down on the wooden surface, and said solemnly:

“In Kongzhao, Xialu, dare to ask Mr. Gao’s name”

The man looked at him with deep and tired eyes, and said slowly:

“Li Dan.”

Li Dan

Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to 90,000 li

Mu Yunle walked around in a good mood, looking at the summer scenery of the mountains, flashing famous poems from time to time, and instinctively guarding the surroundings to prevent monsters or enemies from attacking.

Suddenly, she heard a noise behind her, she pursed her mouth, turned her head away, and saw Master Zhending slowly getting up, patting the tattered gray monk robe.

“Master, where do you plan to go, do you want me to lead the way?” Mu Yunle mustered up the courage to ask.

Meng Qi smiled lightly and said, “Li Cheng.”

Mu Yunle only felt that Master Zhending was a little less haggard, and the dead silence in his eyes also faded a lot, but the deep exhaustion, burnout and deep sadness left a deep impression on him.

She suddenly became quieter, nodded and said: “This junior knows, so I will lead the way for the master.”

This is a city on the border of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

“Uh, Master, what are you doing there?” At the end of the speech, she still couldn’t hide her true nature of being a curious girl.

Meng Qi looked into the distance, and said with a weary smile, “Fate of cause and effect.”

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