The next morning.

In front of the gate of a very inconspicuous yard.

"Confucius!" Zhao Li stood at the door and looked at the two words on the door, if it wasn't for Qingsong Lao Dao who said this place, Zhao Li would never have thought that the appearance of the family that had been inherited for thousands of years would be like this.

There are many people surnamed Kong in Qushi, if it weren't for the introduction of acquaintances, no one would have thought that the saint family would hide in this courtyard, although this courtyard looks very large, but with the world that has been passed down for thousands of years, the background should not be like this.

Zhao Li held a wooden box, which contained a piece of writing he wrote.

'Knock knock! With Zhao Li's knock on the door, he didn't let him stay longer. Immediately, an old man opened a crack and poked his head out.

"This is the Confucian Mansion, who are you looking for!" The old man said expressionlessly.

"Such an old man, please inform the master here, just say that Confucianism came to visit Zhao Li, this is my little heart!"

Zhao Li made a gesture with both hands in fists, and put the wooden box in his hand on both hands.

"Oh!" The old man's eyes were cloudy, but he didn't expect that this scholar dressed in Confucian clothes would perform ancient rituals.

"You wait here, I'll report it!" After speaking, without waiting for Zhao Li to answer, he closed the door again.

Zhao Li could only smile bitterly, hoping that the words sent out could play a role.

In the big courtyard, the old man who had just opened the door walked into a courtyard with a wooden box, and there were bursts of laughter in the courtyard.

An old man who looked to be in his sixties was teaching a little girl to read.

"Grandpa, grandpa, isn't it okay for Xian'er to play for a while!" Children always like to play, and that's how they are.

"Okay, then you can play with the little fairy, but you still have to learn to read and write!" The old man said with a smile.

Glancing back, the old man guarding the door was also standing not far away, waiting.

"Lao Zhang, come in and sit, don't stand, what's the matter!"

"Master, I'm still standing, just now a young man in Confucian clothes came to visit you outside the door, and he sent you a meeting gift, then this wooden box is it!" Zhang Lao said with a smile,

Originally, he ignored the people who came to visit casually, but this time I didn't know if it was because the scholar was indeed like a scholar from ancient times, with a scholarly atmosphere, which made people can't help but refuse.

"Oh, Lao Zhang, this is a rare thing, why did that young man ask you to send his gift in!" The old man knows that the old Zhang who guards the door in front of him, who has been guarding the door for decades, has never acted like this, and he does not accept gifts from others, he knows, he has been doing very well for decades, but today he did make an exception. This makes people a little strange, could it be the son of a big official.

"Hehe, sir, if you see that young man, you will know, he says that he is a Confucian junior, and he is dressed in Confucian clothes and exudes the smell of books. It reminds me of the stone statue of the saint in the ancestral hall. Old man Zhang muttered.

"What, are you sure you read that right, Confucian juniors, with the smell of books!" The old man stood up, as if he had thought of something, and was reading something as he went.

"Quick, open this gift box and take a look!" The old man didn't see the calm face just now.

Zhang Lao also immediately spread the scroll in the box on the table.

"Tranquility and far-reaching!"

"Sizzle, good words, good words, strong and powerful, God and Ming, this is a grandmaster-level word!" The old man muttered,

He and Lao Zhang both felt it, and a breath of tranquility came to their faces.

"Grandpa, what are you looking at, Xian'er should also watch!" The little girl staggered to the table, but the person was not as high as the table, it didn't matter, her hand grabbed it.

"Ah, Xian'er, be careful not to move!" Seeing that the little granddaughter's two hands were about to pull down on the corner of the paper, Kong Lao, who had never blushed, was also anxious.

This is a treasure left at home as a town treasure, so it won't be damaged like this.

The two hands were about to reach over and grab the fairy's two hands. But he stopped suddenly, staring at the unmoving words on the table.

"Grandpa, what is this, it's so heavy!" Xiao Xian'er pulled hard and didn't miss a bit, and frowned.

"Phew!" Kong Lao stretched out his trembling hand, and also took the corner of the word and tried hard, but he still didn't move.

"Haoran righteousness, a thousand pounds!"

"What, this is the legendary Haoran righteousness!" Lao Zhang was also shocked and said that born in such a family, it is impossible not to understand what Haoran righteousness represents.

He also reached out and lifted the word, but he didn't reflect no.

"Impossible, impossible, how can that young man have the legendary Haoran righteousness!"

You must know that their Kong family has not been heroic and righteous for thousands of years. The last Confucian who cultivated a righteous spirit was still in the Song Dynasty.

At this time, Kong Lao also came back to his senses and immediately commanded.

"Quick, please come in that Confucian, no, I'll invite you personally!"

After speaking, he didn't care about Xiao Xian'er and Old Man Zhang, and walked directly towards the gate.

"Squeak," the door opened in Zhao Li's expectation, and at a glance, he saw an old man in a robe standing at the front, and an old man who had just opened the door, a little girl of three or four years old.

"Dare to ask if it is Confucius Lao of the Confucian Mansion, the student Confucian Houjin Zhao Li visited Confucius Lao." Zhao Li could see at a glance that the old man at the front had a scholarly fragrance and a majestic and strict atmosphere.

"You, you are the Confucian backward who has cultivated a heroic and righteous spirit, did you write that picture just now?" Kong Lao was a little excited and a little nervous.

When I was excited, I finally saw Haoran righteousness, and I was nervous that it was not written by this young man. In fact, Zhao Li looks too young. Who can raise Haoran righteousness is not at least forty or fifty years old.

Zhao Li smiled and nodded: "The words just now were indeed written in Xia, and it just happened that Haoran righteousness had just been cultivated in Xia, so I came to meet the saint family." ”

"Haha, it's really you, hurry, come in and say!" Kong Lao took Zhao Li's hand and walked into the door together.

Along the way, he glanced at Zhao Li from time to time, and the more he watched, the more excited he became. It is worthy of raising Haoran righteousness, and the bookish smell on his body is thicker than himself. A Confucian dress is more decent.

A few people returned to the table just now and sat down, and Zhao Li also saw his own words on the table.

Zhao Li casually rolled it up. It was placed in the middle of the table. If they don't roll it, they have to find ten people to roll it up, which can be written by a whole heroic righteousness, and there are really a thousand catties.

"Hmm!" Kong Lao saw Zhao Li's casual move and nodded appreciatively.

"Zhao Li, which Confucian scholar's disciple are you, can you tell us, we haven't seen any master in China who can cultivate a disciple like you!"

I was really wondering if the few Confucian scholars I was familiar with were the disciples of those old guys. But he knows the level of those old guys, and it's a little bit worse than himself.

"Hehe, in fact, there is no master in the next class, if you want to be a teacher, then Professor Xia, who taught me in college, can be regarded as our enlightenment teacher, when I was in college, I liked ancient Chinese and often asked Professor Xia. Later, the more I read the ancient texts, the more I felt that my heart became stronger and stronger at work, until more than a year ago, I suddenly opened my heart, and half a month ago, I also cultivated Haoran righteousness. ”

Zhao Li recalled his own experience. "Actually, I'm still confused!"

Kong Lao's mouth opened wide.

"No, you don't have a teacher, so you have cultivated your own righteousness."

"Yes, I just have been lacking the teacher's teaching, and I can only guess some things by myself, so I thought of visiting the Kong family."

Zhao Li didn't hide his situation at all, and he didn't need to hide it.

Kong Lao's eyes lit up when he heard this, what kind of genius is this, no, genius is not enough to describe, a genius through the ages, his own Kong family has picked up a treasure now.

A genius who has not yet apprenticed to raise a heroic and righteous spirit on his own has thrown himself into the net, and if he doesn't accept it, he will regret jumping off the building.

"Haha, Zhao Li, you see that you don't have a master yet, you see how the old man is, although he has not cultivated Haoran righteousness, but he has studied the Confucian classics for forty or fifty years, and he can also know the Confucian classics clearly. And if you worship me as a teacher, my Confucian family's thousand-year-old collection of books will be available for you to read. ”

Kong Lao can't care about any face or shame now. Straight to the point.

"This, that."

"What's the problem, by the way, those beautiful granddaughters who worship me as a teacher can choose one of them as a wife, and my granddaughters are all considered school flowers in school!" For the sake of this disciple, Kong Lao let it go, not to mention a granddaughter, even two or three of them he was willing to go.

"Ah, forget about the granddaughter, I have a wife!" Zhao Li hurriedly waved his hand when he heard this, and smiled awkwardly.

Just now he just thought that it would be too fast to apprentice like this, but he didn't expect this old man and granddaughter to take it out. I had to hurriedly agree.

"Zhao Li greets the master," Zhao Li respectfully knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Zhao Li actually wanted to find a master for a long time, and he had been walking Confucianism alone, which was too tiring and too dangerous. This Confucian is over 60 years old, has been studying Confucian scriptures, and his family has a collection of books for thousands of years. Just the right master.

"Haha, okay, good apprentice, it's like this today, I'll send a big happy post another day, and invite some more people to come and witness it, get up, get up!" After speaking, Kong Lao personally helped him up.

"Congratulations to the master!" Lao Zhang, who was standing on the side, also stepped forward and smiled.

"Grandpa, what is a master, Xian'er also wants to worship the master."

"Haha, okay, when you grow up, Xian'er, I will also let you apprentice.