Youruo said: "Senior brother, when I heard you say this, I understand in my heart. I know why Master scolded me. We should not only look at whether the thing itself is right or not, but more importantly, we must look at the social effect of the thing. ”

Yan Hui praised: "The younger brother's understanding is really high! Is Master still in class? ”

If you say, "The Master is in class." When I came out, I saw Zilu and Zeng ordering a few of them to go in. ”

Yan Hui said, "I know." Go ahead, junior brother, think about it again, think it through, and then report your thoughts to the master. ”

If you give a salute, you go. Yan Hui said, "Sir, let's go see the master." ”

It was a large house, with neatly arranged seats on the floor, and more luxuriously, there was a twilight hanging near the window. Before he entered the house, he heard the sound of a piano floating out of the house. The sound of the piano is slow and bright, just like the tinkling of spring water, which makes people listen to it, and they can't help but dispel all worries. Pure heart.

Fan Li said: "Is this the master playing the piano?" ”

Yan Hui listened attentively for a while, and said, "It shouldn't be played by the master, the master's piano sound is much better than this." Let's go inside. ”

When they entered the house, they saw an elderly man sitting in the middle facing north, facing south, with a black turban floating in his hair, with a charitable face, smiling slightly, a gray beard floating on his chest, and wearing a soap shirt. This should be the world-famous Confucius. Behind him was a large pile of bamboo slips neatly stacked on the table.

Several students sat around him and were listening to him.

Fan Li gently pulled Yan back and whispered: "Let's not interrupt them, when the conversation is over, we will go over to pay respects." Fan Li meant to see how Confucius taught his students.

Yan Hui said, "It's okay." ”

The two stood quietly behind the curtain. Fan Li said: "The elder in the middle should be the master, right?" ”

Yan Hui gently introduced: "Exactly." Opposite the master, the one in the red shirt and red face is Zilu, the one on the left who rests the piano on his lap and plays Zeng Dian, the one on the right who wears gray clothes is Ran You, and the one who wears white clothes and a high hat is Gong Xihua. ”

It seems that the conversation has been going on for a while. I only listened to Confucius's eloquent talk, and his voice was mellow and full of neutrality. Fan Li said: "Master's voice is so good. ”

Yan Hui said: "You haven't heard the master sing "Zhou Nan", that voice is really beautiful." ”

Fan Li said: "Let's listen to what they are talking about. ”

I only heard Confucius say: "It's all talking, just talk." Don't be afraid to talk about it just because I'm older than you. Let's talk about our ambitions. You always say, 'Nobody knows me!' 'If someone understands you and makes you an official, what are you going to do?' ”

As soon as the words fell, Zilu hurriedly replied: "If there is a small country with a thousand military vehicles, sandwiched between the great powers, and the invasion of foreign armies, and then there is a famine. In such a difficult situation, if I were to govern this country in just three years, I would be able to make everyone in this country brave and good at fighting, and also know how to be a human being. ”

Confucius listened, smiled slightly, did not make a comment, turned to Ran You, and said, "Please, how are you?" "Ran has the word to beg.

Ran You arched his hands and replied slowly: "If I am asked to govern a country that is sixty or seventy miles or fifty or sixty miles long, I can make the common people rich after three years." As for things like cultivating Ming etiquette and educating the people, then we can only wait for the wise man and gentleman. ”

Confucius nodded slightly, pondered for a while, still did not comment, and said to Gong Xihua: "Chi, how are you?" Let's talk about it. "Gongxihua is in deficit.

Gongxi Chi replied respectfully: "I don't have too high ambitions, I don't dare to say what I can do, but I am willing to learn the work of the temple sacrifice, if it is a major celebration such as meeting the princes or meeting the Son of Heaven, I am willing to wear a dress and a top hat and be a small salute." ”

Confucius stroked his beard and smiled again. Seeing Zeng Hui bowing his head and playing the piano, the sound of the piano was clear, slowly flowing like a mountain stream, creating a beautiful and elegant atmosphere.

Confucius smiled and said, "Zeng Dian, it's your turn, how are you?" ”

The sound of Zeng Dian playing the piano gradually thinned out, and with a sonorous sound, he put down the piano and straightened up, and replied, "Teacher, I think differently from the three of them!" ”

Confucius raised his hand and motioned for Zeng Hui to sit down, saying, "What does it matter? It's just a matter of talking about your ambitions! ”

Zeng Dian said: "What I thought in my heart was that when the weather warmed up in late spring, I took off my winter clothes and wore my spring clothes." I invited five or six adults, with six or seven teenagers, to bathe in the Yi River, and then blow the wind on the sacrificial dance platform, and then talk and laugh with everyone and walk home singing. ”

Confucius sighed and said, "That's a good point." I'm in favor of Zeng's idea! ”

Zilu said: "The teacher's words, we can't think through it for a while, let us think about it and then ask the teacher." ”

Ran You and Gong Xihua said: "We also need to think about it. ”

Confucius smiled and waved his hand, signaling that they could go.

Zilu, Ran You, and Gong Xihua all went out, and Zeng Yan left last. Zeng Chen held the qin in his arms and asked Confucius: "Teacher, what are the words of the three of them?" ”

Confucius said, "It's just a matter of talking about your own ambitions!" ”

Zeng Chen paused for a moment and said, "Why is the teacher laughing at Zhongyou?" ”

Confucius said: "To govern the country, we must be reasonable, but his words are not humble at all, so I laugh at him." Isn't what Ran Qiu is talking about about the country? How can we see that a place that spans sixty or seventy miles, or fifty or sixty miles, is not a country? Isn't Gongxichi talking about the state? The temple sacrifice and the alliance of the princes, what is the major event if it is not the princes? If Gong Xihua can only be a small salute to the princes, then who can make a big salute? ”

Zeng Yan said: "Teacher, I still don't understand a little. ”

Confucius smiled and said, "It's okay, think about it and you'll understand." ”

Zeng Hui said: "There are guests waiting for the teacher over there, and Zeng Hui has retired. With that, he bowed and withdrew.

Confucius stood up and laughed, "Isn't it a happy thing to have friends from afar?" ”

Fan Li replied loudly: "After learning Zhou etiquette, isn't it a pleasant thing to figure out the drill from time to time?" ”

Yan Hui said: "People don't understand me, and they don't resent me, this is also the temperament of a gentleman." ”

With that, the three of them laughed.

Yan Hui took a step forward, and Shi Li said, "Teacher, this is Mr. Fan Li, a famous man in Jiangnan. ”

Fan Li stepped forward, bowed as a disciple, and said, "Student Fan Li, meet the teacher." ”

Confucius returned the courtesy, looked at Fan Li and said: "The appearance is handsome, the spirit is flying, the gesture is elegant, it is really the Wenzi who is tall, and he is happy to meet, how fortunate it is!" ”