After entering Changping, a somewhat dilapidated looking carriage slowed down, and dozens of plainly dressed followers followed both sides and behind the carriage. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The news that the Confucian Juezi was going to lobby the king of Dayu spread among the six princes of Zhongzhou at the beginning of the Chulu campaign. The Confucians in Zhongzhou were in the troubled times when happiness collapsed and etiquette was bad, and they advocated "etiquette and music" and "benevolence and righteousness".

At this time, Yuyang in the west of Chu was broken, and the king of Chu, Yinghao, ordered the general Shen Ling to directly lead the army to Yuyang, and Qin and Wei were based on the "Fengmi Valley" east of Yuyang, and there was a stalemate for a while. Confucianism avoided the four kingdoms of Qin, Wei, Chu, and Lu, and lobbied for Dayu, which was mostly due to the initial construction of Dayu and the renewal.

The curtain of the carriage was opened, and a man of about thirty-six or seventeen years of age poked his head out. His hair looked a little gray, and the bridge of his nose looked a little sunken, but his eyes were extremely focused.

Half a month ago, Li Ziqian and Xiang Yiming walked into Changping with only two thousand remaining Youming Legion. This made this Confucian Juezi's heart slightly gloomy, he heard that Li Ziqian was a fighter of the Tianji Pavilion Battle Gate, and he had already seen his demeanor.

Although the fighters of the war gate are called "soldiers" and "Mojia" in Zhongzhou, which is a bit contrary to his Confucianism, this has not diminished Juezi's admiration for Li Ziqian.

"The rivers and mountains that have been laid down are all beaten out by soldiers. Juezi looked at the scenery outside the carriage, and he couldn't help but feel, "Etiquette is courteous, and happiness is the way of peace, and I don't know if the king of Dayu can accept it." ”

"Humph!"

As soon as Juezi's words fell, there was a very low cold snort on the right side of the carriage. The one who snorted coldly was a young man of about eighteen or nineteen, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his beautiful face was faintly revealing a rebelliousness that was different from others.

He is the thirty-second disciple of Juezi, and he is the son of the Wu family, a powerful family of the Wei State.

He had been promised a family affair by his father three years ago, and when he heard that he was looking for fun in Zhangtai, he was angry and put a sharp sword on his neck and asked his father, "What is your father? You raised me but did not give birth to me, and you gave birth to me but did not care about me." If this is my father, I will pay back your life, and I will have nothing to do with each other. ”

His father looked at the child who was standing in front of him and questioned him, and in his grief and anger, he had no choice but to ask him about the three chapters of the law:

1. Annulment of the marriage contract and refrain from interfering with the marriage contract of his son.

Second, his son Wen Guang must worship the Confucian Juezi as a teacher and learn his way of etiquette and music.

3. The law learned must not harm the interests of the Wei State.

Wu Wenguang pursed his lips on horseback, and his eyebrows were full of sharp arrogance. In his view, the way of Confucianism is too pedantic, it is a hypocritical study, and there is a lot of meaning of "concealment" and "deception" in the doctrine.

A cold snort came out, and the Juezi disciples around the carriage were very displeased. Wen Guang has always been arrogant and domineering, sneering at the practices of others, if it weren't for his teacher's face, they would probably have mocked him.

"Wen Guang thinks that it is a big move to go here for the teacher?" Juezi looked into the distance, his face was flat, "Your talent is rare for a teacher." What is Wenguang's opinion, you can say it bluntly. ”

The tone of Juezi's words was like talking to someone of his generation, casually revealing inquiry, which made the hearts of his disciples around him even more bitter.

"In troubled times, it is the desire of every king to enrich the country and strengthen the army. Reward and punish in the name of punishment to realize the king's sole power, the king of Dayu rewarded the Legalist Chu Si's daughter half a month ago, and 100 acres of fertile land. Today, the teacher went to persuade the king of Dayu to be courteous, but the teacher thought that the king of Dayu would accept your thoughts. Wen Guang said leisurely, and his words exuded laziness.

In troubled times, there is no righteous war, and the meaning of war is to weaken the enemy's living army as much as possible, which is also the reason why the victorious side has many slaughtered cities after the battle. Killing children and men, leaving most of the women behind, reveals the ruthlessness of war.

Juezi listened to his student's words, and his eyes were faintly dim. Governing the country with "benevolence" is the only thing that the emperor can do in a peaceful and prosperous world, and the battles in Zhongzhou are all life-and-death wars, and the fleeting changes in interests are the source of the king's worries and meditations.

Troubled times are the world of legalists, columnists and soldiers. The era of Confucianism is still in the peace of the unknown years, Juezi knows that even if he understands Confucianism, he was only born a hundred years early, and the cry that belongs to him in this troubled world will eventually be drowned in the hoarse roar of careerists.

Confucianism can only maintain the rule of the emperor in peacetime, but it is a pity that the current Zhongzhou does not have an emperor who looks down on the world with a sword.

"Is there a Legalist in Wen Guang's heart?" Jue Zi looked at Wu Wenguang on horseback, and his peaceful eyes burst out with a terrifying brilliance.

Facing the brilliance in his teacher's eyes, Wu Wenguang on horseback couldn't help but be stunned. A man who has yet to enter the old age of the human race in four or five years is completely in his eyes, and this is by no means something that a mediocre person can face.

"Wen Guang has no emperor in his heart, the unification and division of the world is completely the business of that group of careerists, and the students don't want to become the minions of the king. ”

After being stunned for a moment, Wu Wenguang shook his head gently. He was a rebellious and free-spirited man, and he regarded fame as dung. This is also the reason why he does not like Confucianism in his heart.

"Heh, Wen Guang is a very special person. Juezi smiled and said, "If this is the case, I am afraid that I will only end up being rewarded by King Yu for my teacher." ”

Wu Wenguang looked at the laughing man in front of him, and his lazy expression became serious. He could feel the bitterness in his teacher's words. Although he is rebellious, he also understands others.

He knew the meaning of his teacher's words, and the king of Dayu rewarded him with a lot of money to find a thousand miles in troubled times. His teacher Juezi's words also reveal that he also has negative thoughts about this lobbying.

Before Wu Wenguang could reply, the curtain that Juezi was holding in his hand fell. Wu Wenguang's eyelids jumped, and his heart was sour, thinking that his words were too straightforward, and he had no intention of hurting his teacher.

The rest of the disciples around Juezi saw their teacher's gloomy eyes, and they all glared angrily at Wu Wenguang on horseback.

Wu Wenguang, who was on horseback, took off the wine bag on the side, pretended not to notice everyone's eyes, leisurely raised his head and poured himself a sip of wine, looking at the blue sky with a pure smile.

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Dayu Handan

A few hundred meters away from Handan City, dust and smoke gradually rose, and about forty or fifty riders waved triumphant flags in front of the large army a hundred meters in front of the large army.

As soon as the scout reported the news, the military general guarding the city at the head of the city hurriedly waved his hand to the scout, "Go to the palace and inform the king of this." ”

When the scout heard this, before the atmosphere could catch his breath, he hurriedly ran towards the palace again.

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