"Husband, what are you thinking about these days? It always feels like you're military. Chai Lingyu looked at Cheng Chubi and asked, "I'm always depressed, are you worried about my father and them?" ”

"No, my dad went to the New World, and with the protection of the army and the medical team, I am still very relieved." Cheng Chubi shook his head and said: "I've been a little inspired recently, but I don't know if I've eaten too many pig's trotters recently, and my brain is full of pig's trotters, and as soon as the inspiration comes, it disappears without a trace." ”

Cheng Chubi always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something?

What have you forgotten?

It stands to reason that I have just entered middle age, so why do I seem to have amnesia?

Cheng Chubi thought about it, and for several days, he didn't figure out what he wanted to do!

Inside!

His brow furrowed, thinking.

What the hell did I forget?

Is it really that I am already old?

A figure walked in from the outside and walked to Cheng Chubi's side, and it was Li Cao.

"Father, the Confucian family sent someone to inquire, the birthday of the Confucian saint is coming, and ask if you want to go to the Temple of Literature to participate in the sacrifice?" Li Cao came to Cheng Chubi's side and asked.

The Temple of Literature enshrines the Confucian sage, the culture that the literati admired the most.

And Cheng Chubi is the son-in-law of the Kong family, and his status is extremely noble.

Therefore, the family sacrifice of the Kong family is generally invited to Cheng Chubi.

Of course, as the most powerful king of the Tang Dynasty, it is impossible to participate in many cases, after all, it is easy to cause the pride of literati and the appearance of emphasizing literature over martial arts.

Historically, all dynasties that emphasized literature and light dance were basically abused.

Fighting the world requires military generals, and if you don't have enough force to protect yourself, then sooner or later you will be destroyed.

The world can never be peaceful, when you are strong, others will naturally coexist peacefully with you, when you are weak and do not have enough military strength to protect yourself, it is time for others to bully you.

Therefore, culture can be developed, but to conquer the world and defend the country, we have to rely on the military.

"What did you say?" Cheng Chubi shook a spirit and said, "Just now, what did you say?" ”

"The birthday of Sage Kong." Li Cao said.

"It's not this one, it's another!" Cheng Chubi said.

"Temple of Literature?"

"Yes, the Temple of Literature, the Temple of Literature, is the Temple of Literature, I thought of it, I thought of it, hahaha......" Cheng Chubi laughed.

I remember!

Come to think of it!

"The Temple of Literature, the Temple of Literature, is the Temple of Literature, hahaha......" Cheng Chubi was very happy and said, "I can't think of anything?" Hey, it's weird, it's weird. ”

"It looks like I need to eat some walnuts to make up for my brain." Cheng Chubi said.

When I finally remembered it, I was very happy.

"Father, what's wrong with this Temple of Literature? Could it be that my father decided to attend the birthday of Sage Kong? Li Cao said: "Usually, my father doesn't go, but this time I went, did I go as a son and nephew, or in another capacity?" ”

Although Kong Yingda has passed away, his eldest son inherited his title.

Of course, at this time, the head of the Kong family was not called Yan Shenggong, but Bao Shenghou.

Historically, during the Tang Dynasty, the highest title of the head of the Confucian family, that is, Wenxuan Gong, and it was not until the Song Dynasty that Yan Shenggong began to appear.

The title of Yansheng Duke disappeared during the Republic of China. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Crossing Starts from Zhenguan", pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~