The land of Qilu is outstanding in people, and there are countless people who have given birth to famous people, and since the beginning of the hundred schools of thought of the sons of the pre-Qin Dynasty, it has always been a holy place for literati and ink writers.

Although Jiangnan has a flourishing literary style, it cannot be compared with it.

This Lu County is now also the head of the waves, now not only the heirs of the Confucian saint want to go to Beijing, but the people here can't help but join in the fun, this is a rare good opportunity.

"This person is also going, and a hundred people are also going, why not make up a hundred, and let the world know my Qilu style." Naturally, the governor would not miss this matter, and now that the new court is rebellious, if it is difficult to make it difficult, its reputation will naturally spread far and wide.

The geese have left a voice, the people have left a name, who doesn't want to live for a hundred years, especially the hometown of the Confucian saint, there is no white ding, but there is a lack of an opportunity to make a name for yourself.

This time it is too rare, this is to defend the people, such an opportunity, that is, the governor is duty-bound, ready to escort this hundred people into Beijing.

Fortunately, in this Qilu land, Zhong Lingyuxiu, there are a lot of long-lived people, and if I change other places, I really can't make up these hundreds of old people, and they are still scholars.

"This Wu Dalang is from Xishan, this is She Taijun's hometown, the Yang family will be Yingjie, there is such a bastard, let's just build another hundred dragon head staffs." The general judge immediately proposed.

This dragon head cane has another allusion, it is rumored that the Son of Heaven gave it to She Taijun, this cane beats the unconscious king, and beats the corrupt officials, which is beyond today's Shang Fang sword.

"Wonderful, wonderful!" The governor applauded.

This is a reader, scolding people without saying dirty words, slapping people in the face, how ruthless it is.

It didn't take long for this hundred years to find the old man, all of them were in good spirits, and when they heard that they wanted to go to Beijing, they all agreed, and they directly asked their children and grandchildren to prepare their longevity clothes.

None of these children wept, for this is what the death deserved, and the whole family was proud of.

Guangzong Yaozu, there is too much market in the Central Plains, not to mention the hometown of this Confucian saint, how much because he didn't choose it, he beat his chest.

As soon as the news of this Baisu asking Beijing came out, the world was shocked, and now everyone is waiting to see Wu Dalang's jokes.

Lao Suo, even the emperor can't be offended, not to mention the heir of Sage Kong, he can only spit on himself when he is scolded, and now he heard that there is a dragon head crutch, and he has to stand up straight when he is beaten, Wu Dalang instantly became a laughing stock.

This time, Zhu Youzhen didn't dare to be careless, and said bitterly to Wuyi: "Don't be stupid, now hurry up and stop this matter, don't let them go to Beijing, otherwise the future will become a laughing stock in the world." ”

"Why stop them, I'm going to greet them properly." Wuyi's donkey temper also came, but he didn't expect this group of people to really bully him.

"Alas, I said what is good about you!" Zhu Youzhen is really out of line.

Wu Yi didn't take this matter to heart, as long as they weren't afraid of making a fool of themselves, then he was waiting for them here.

The governor of Qilu is ready now, but because this time it is a hundred old men, so he has to take care of it, and this car can naturally only use an ox cart, which is a little slower, but it also has an identity.

Finally, the preparations were almost complete, and the governor himself opened the way, with the statue of the saint Confucius in front and a hundred ox carts in the back.

The team set off with enthusiasm, and everywhere it went, it attracted 10,000 people to visit, even if it was stained with the immortal spirit of the saint, it was good.

These ten miles to greet, and then to send off ten miles, almost the official road is an endless stream of people, the Son of Heaven does not have such a style to travel, and now this Qilu land is really famous.

This is just out of Qilu, and the result is even more lively, even the literati of the Tartars are here, not to mention anything else, kowtow to the Confucian sage, so that everyone has more face.

Although the spring breeze is cold, this tartar has a bare head, and the pig's tail has to rise to the sky, for fear that others will not recognize it.

The governor was comforted in his heart, and he was even more proud, seeing that even this barbaric tartar could be touched by the saint.

It's just that this Tartar scholar is too stumbling, he can't memorize the four books and five classics, and he doesn't know what to say, but he is a barbarian, and being able to read and write is all creation, so he has no luxury.

But this group of sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked Tartar scholars is guarded by a group of Tartar soldiers, although it is very convenient in the wilderness, but when it comes to a crowded place, it is completely exposed.

This time I encountered a big city, and as a result, there would inevitably be a big girl and a little daughter-in-law who came, and the Tartar soldiers also drank wine, and immediately became presumptuous.

The governor was so angry that his face turned green, and after a few reprimands, the Tartar scholar was annoyed.

"Fart, Lao Tzu came to help you, you are not grateful to Dade, and even reprimanded us, this group of warriors is also protective of you, how about finding a few women to comfort you, this is the team of the Confucian saints, they are all their creations, and they will have flesh and blood in the future, they are all the creations given by the saints......"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked scholar opened his mouth and almost the governor to death.

"Insulting Sven! It's insulting...... "The heir of Sage Kong was so angry that he scolded, but now it is easy to ask God to send God, and the Tartar is still unforgiving.

"You want to drive us away? Joke! Which one dare I see? ”

At this moment, this Tartar scholar is also in his original form, holding a steel knife, the fierce light is full of light, everywhere he goes, he must be entertained with wine and meat, if he is not satisfied, he will be punched and kicked.

All of a sudden, the hundred people really stinked, and the governor was halfway there, and he couldn't afford to get sick.

These Baisuo regret it now, no one wants to go to Beijing anymore, and everyone is embarrassed to go to grandma's house.

"If you say that you can slap Wu Dalang in the face, how can you give up halfway, even if you die, you have to die at the gate of Kyoto." The Tartar scholar is not reasonable at all, who dares to resist, and directly serves with a steel knife.

That's not all, because the matter of Baisu has become a joke, and now there are still people who dare to greet it, but the Tartar doesn't agree, so he directly grabs a gong and drum team and beats forward.

This is for fear that others will not know that they are coming, and if they do not arrive at one place, they must pass by the city gate.

If you don't open the door to greet Sage Kong, you just scold.

The governor has only one breath left, and he can't close his eyes, but he is afraid that even if he dies, he will not be able to see his ancestors and ancestors.

"What kind of ceremonial state, still boasting of the saint Confucius, what is the result? When the people have arrived at the gates, no one dares to greet them, is this your manner? The Tartar scholar shouted at the city gate.

"It's insulting!"

This time, the people in the city hate this hundred people to the core, where is this saint's heir, it is simply a shame for the saint.

Finally, he stumbled to Kyoto, but now only half of Baisu can walk, and the remaining half is sick.

But when he got here, the governor suddenly got better, and the Tartars did not dare to be arrogant here, so everything could come according to the reservation.

Fortunately, the heir of Sage Kong is strong, and he has survived all the way, and at this moment, the governor is also in a hurry to let people dress up the old man, with a childish face and crane hair, a sparkling demeanor, and a dragon-headed cane in his hand, so not majestic.

"Your Excellency the Governor, His Majesty Hou Ming personally went out of the city to greet us, and now he is already waiting ten miles away from the south gate."

"Okay, even if he still knows each other, but he won't spare him, and see how I teach him, this rebellious faint king." The heirs of Sage Kong are now proud.

The dozens of sick old men struggled to get up because of these words, they came here to make a name for themselves, not to scold the faint king, not to beat him with a stick, but to be afraid of death without turning a blind eye.

In this way, there are dozens of old men wearing shrouds with a squinting expression holding a dragon-headed cane and sitting in an ox cart.

The ox carts were immense, and except for the group of Tartars who got in the way, everything else was satisfying.

Ten miles away from the pavilion here, Wu Yi has been waiting early, this day is a sea of people, the people know that this hundred people are coming to ask the guilt, now it is Wu Dalang can only admit it, who saw the Son of Heaven scolded and punished, so the empty alleys of Kyoto are crowded here.

There are a sea of people, it is all over the mountains, the voices of people are boiling, more than a few miles can be heard, when this ox cart appears, hundreds of people are up to it.

"I have long made you soft and comforted them, and now I see how you end." Zhu Youzhen's face is not good, this is a real big scene, the people of Kyoto are here, what else does Wu Dalang dare to do?

can only wait to be scolded, beaten, and lose his old face.