Knowing that Confucius was going to the palace of the Ji family, the disciples were shocked: "Master, the Fei people are storming there, and they can't go!" ”

Kong Qiu laughed self-deprecatingly: "Have you forgotten? I am a man who has been without a king for three days, and I am anxious, and if the king treats me with courtesy, I will serve him with loyalty, and at this moment I should stay by the king's side......"

Zigong knelt on the ground and didn't let him go: "Master, there are thousands of Fei Yi's pawns, and the battle is in full swing, so it's too dangerous to go!" ”

Confucius bowed his head, helped him up, flicked the dust off his body, and said, "I know." ”

Zeng Dian didn't take his beloved Se, he carried his young son Zeng Shen in swaddling clothes today, and said with a bitter face: "Master, now that Gongshan is not ruthless, I am afraid that I can't persuade ...... anymore."

Confucius touched the head of the precocious little Zeng Shen lovingly, which was the disciple he named to teach: "I know. ”

"Master, you can't do anything, the gentleman is not involved in the crisis!" All the disciples were persuading.

Confucius put his hand in his sleeve and boarded the car with one foot: "I also know it, but I know that I can't do it, but I still have to do it, I am such a stubborn person!" ”

There are some things he must go, and some responsibilities he must bear, just like his father's uncle Liang Su tried to hold the city gate.

But in the face of this chaos, even if you can lift the car with one hand, it is not enough......

Gongliang stomped his feet and said loudly: "No matter whether there is water or fire ahead, we are willing to go with the Master!" ”

"We are willing to go, we are willing to go!" All the disciples gathered around the carriage.

Confucius dismissed them: "Give me a car, and be by my side, and that will be it." Back, point. The two of you restrain your disciples and watch the city gates. When Zhao Xiaosikou enters the city, he is the one who can eliminate the chaos, avoid Gongshan from killing the lord and robbing the monarch, and let Lu Bang retain the last bit of dignity..."

As for me...... Confucius remembered Lao Tzu's analogy to him, he was like a moth fluttering its thin wings and resolutely flying towards the flames.

Zeng Dian suddenly wanted to drum a song to bid farewell to his master, Yan Hui saluted respectfully, but his always happy and cheerful face showed a rare sign of worry.

Under the reluctance of countless pairs of eyes. The carriage ran down the streets, turning left and right in the winding lanes, and finally onto the avenue.

There are still a lot of rebels fighting and looting here, but they can't tell which group of people they are.

"The great uncle is driving here, and those who block it will be killed!"

Zilu was armed with a halberd, and when he saw someone trying to come over, he glared at them, and scared them away with a roar and a weapon in his hand. Zigong held the eight bridles and pressed over the corpse. Bypass obstacles and drive the carriage steadily.

"Confucius, it's Confucius!"

In Qufu, I'm afraid there is no one who doesn't know this tall old man. In the country of Lu, his reputation is also known to everyone, and no one knows it. Far better than Sanhuan. So there was no one to stop them along the way, so the three masters and apprentices were allowed to go unhindered.

This is the fame that Confucius spent forty years building. But it can't support a restructuring, it needs more than ideals and appeal. Means are also needed.

When they were getting closer and closer to the palace of the Ji family, and could even see the Fei Yi soldiers densely surrounded outside the wall, Confucius suddenly stroked the back of Zigong in front of him and said softly: "Give! I had a dream last night. ”

Zigong's body was shocked, and he didn't have time to speak, but he heard Confucius continue: "I dreamed that I was sitting between the two wings to pay respects. Xia people are buried on the east steps, which is the main seat; Yin people are buried between the east and west wings, which is between the guest seat and the main seat; The Zhou people were buried on the west steps, which was where the guests were greeted. Now there is no rise of the Ming king, no one in the world can teach my way, if I die on this trip, I must remember to let the coffin stop between the two wings when I go out of the funeral, because I have always been the queen of Yin, the right place, as for the place of burial......"

He closed his eyes and remembered the upper reaches of Su-su when he was young: "Don't look at the corpses of Su-su now, the river is full of corpses, and the blood is pouring out, but on weekdays, when there is no war, it is still extremely beautiful." After Xiao Sikou takes control of Qufu, no matter where he will take the country of Lu, with his ability, at least the country will be peaceful for a long time, if I die, you will bury me on the bank of the water! ”

Zhao Wuxian is right, there is no bloodless reform in the world, but Kong Qiu doesn't have that kind of determination, he can't do that, just killing Shao Zhengmao is enough to condemn himself.

In this case, if you want to shed your last strength for the survival of Zhou Lizhi, then please start from Qiu!

……

It was the Ji family's banquet more than 30 years ago, and Kong Qiu was still a countryman from the countryside who had just arrived in Qufu, and was rejected by Yanghu; Yang Hu is still a small retainer guarding the door, and can only play prestige to the poorly dressed guest entourage. It was also that night that the young Gongshan Buwu officially performed the crown salute and got the word "Fu Chao", and he became a low-level soldier, wearing armor and holding a halberd, standing guard for the lord all night.

"I was standing here, in the cold winter moon, the lights of the Ji Palace, and the feast was full of delicious food and wine that I had never seen before, but I could only swallow my saliva, starting from the first course and standing until the cups and plates were in a mess. That night, a guest stole a copper bottle and left under my nose, but I didn't notice it, so I was punished and hung from a tree and whipped. Ji Sunsi, who was still a boy at the time, stood next to me and laughed, he took this as a game, snatched the whip and pumped it straight to my face, and urinated on my wounds......"

He touched the scar on his face that could not be erased, and said viciously: "What a shame, I endured it at that time, but I also thought that sooner or later, I will make him regret it!" And now it has been fulfilled! The faces of Ji Sunsi's father and son at this time must be very unsightly! ”

Now, Gongshan Buwu is holding a bow and arrow, standing in the wall of the Ji family's palace that was knocked open, he looked at the palace of the master's family, kept pointing, and told the uncle and grandson next to him about the past.

"After I was punished, I was sent to the outer city as a small official for a long time, and I was depressed and unable to make progress, until Ji Pingzi and Lu Zhao fought openly, I became an important retainer of the Ji family together with Yang Hu because of my meritorious service, and returned to the palace of the Ji family. Before Ji Pingzi died, he assigned me to be Fei Zai, and he originally wanted to use me to balance the increasingly powerful Yang Tiger......"

Uncle Sun Lu is the son of the Uncle Sun family, and like Gongshan Buwu, they are both the party of the Yang Tiger. He replied with a smile: "But Fu Chao finally chose to control Ji Sunsi with Yang Hu, and also wanted to change the head of the Ji family to another master. Ji Pingzi misjudged you......"

Gongshan Buwu sighed and said, "Ji Pingzi is not the only one who sees the wrong person? Yang Hu was so majestic back then, he was going to succeed. Unexpectedly, a Zhao Wuxian suddenly appeared. He trusted this son, and as a result, he himself first fled to the Qi State, and then was captured by the Zhao family, and it is said that he died in the typhoid fever last year. ”

There was no expression of pity on his face, but he said with a cruel smile: "But he has also set an example for us, an example for his courtiers to carry out the country's life." ”

Uncle and grandson shook their heads: "Since you think that Zhao Wuxian cannot be trusted. Why was he invited again this time to raise troops to attack Lu City and kill the Ji clan? ”

"The lips are dead and the teeth are cold, what Sanhuan and Kong Zhongni want to deal with is nothing more than Zhao Wuxian, Hou Criminal, and the three of me. Once they perished, it was not far before Feiyi was besieged and destroyed. That's why I agreed to Duanmuci's request, but I didn't trust Zhao Wuxian at all, and a third of the soldiers were still on guard outside the city. The plan of the day. It is to quickly win the victory in the city, and whoever controls the capital and the king is qualified to speak. In this way, he is qualified to share the country of Lu with him. ”

Uncle Sun swallowed his saliva and said: "It's better to be cautious, then the thing that Zhao Wuxian promised me ......"

"And rest assured, the head of the uncle and grandson family. and the position of Da Sima, it's all yours! ”

Uncle Sun was much more relieved after receiving the promise of Gongshan. Farewell went to the other side of the command.

And Gongshan is not ruthless, and this majestic Ludong Han commanded the Feiyi people to pour into the captured Ji Palace. Rush to the enemy's last stronghold, Ji Wuzi's platform.

He waved his sword and pointed at the hundreds of stubborn Ji clan soldiers and palace armor on the high platform and shouted: "As long as you capture this platform, kill the Ji clan and control the monarch." Qufu, and even half of the Lu country is ours! ”

He secretly thought to himself: "Yang goods, your unsuccessful career will be completed by me!" ”

……

Ji Wuzi is the fourth head of the Ji family, he coerced Ji and Wenzi Yu Lie, and took advantage of the abolition of the establishment of the government and the dictatorship, twice divided the office, and just said that Wuzi, so he was called Wuzi.

After controlling the military and political power of the Lu State, Ji Wuzi was also complacent, and he built a high platform in his palace, which was named Wuzi's platform by later generations. The height of the platform is more than ten zhang, although it is not as good as Chu Zhizhanghua and Qi Road, but it is far higher than the platform of the Luhou Palace, which is considered to be an arrogance.

When Lu Hou Song looked at the commanding heights of the inner city of Qufu from afar in the short and disrepaired palace, he complained and resented in his heart, but at this moment, he wished that the platform of Wuzi was as high as ten thousand feet.

Because he is at the end of his rope, he is surrounded by the rebels of Feiyi on the stage!

Even more miserable than Lu Hou's face was Ji Sunsi, Ji Sun's fat father and son, who retreated in the inexplicable defeat by the Jishui and retreated, because they ran away before the fight started, and the Ji family system was still there, and the muscles and bones were not injured. Not to mention the attacks and interceptions on the way back to Qufu, the losses were all temporary conscription of miscellaneous soldiers, as long as two or three thousand elites can return to Qufu, they can defend themselves in the city and wait for the times to change.

Unexpectedly, Gongshan was not ruthless but did not give them a chance, he led the Fei people to rebel and raise troops to attack. The Ji clan was demoralized in the new defeat, and lost again in a hasty response, they were defeated all the way, losing the city gate, losing the outer Guo, and finally losing the inner city and the public palace, Ji Sunsi could only coerce the monarch and fled to the high platform of his great-grandfather.

"Damn traitor!" Ji Sunsi looked at Gongshan Bu, who was commanding in the audience, gritted his teeth, and knew that he should have killed him and Yang Hu back then.

Now there are only a few hundred soldiers on the stage, and most of them are injured, but there are two or three thousand Fei people in the audience, and all of them are strong, I am afraid they will not last for half an hour.

"How similar is this to the defeat of Shang Muye and the escape back to Lutai...... Lu Hou Song smiled bitterly, although he was unwilling to be held hostage by his courtiers again, but he did not have the courage of Di Xin, who was unwilling to be humiliated and blatantly set himself on fire.

When despair comes, people either start to regret it or blame others.

"It's all Kongqiu's fault! If he hadn't proposed the fall of the four capitals, he wouldn't have provoked such a big rebellion......" Ji Sunsi blamed Confucius for everything, as if he was the culprit who caused the Ji family's civil strife.

If you can still be in charge of the government, the first thing you have to do is to expel this useless decay from the Lu country!

Lu Hou was silent, and he had no interest in defending Confucius. After this incident, he has long lost the ambition of Zhongxing Luguo, and only hopes to shrink in the palace forever to have fun, Sanhuan, Zhao Wuxian, Kong Qiu, Gongshan is not ruthless, they can toss as much as they like.

Ji Sunfei knew that his father was looking for a scapegoat, but he couldn't speak, so he could only wait quietly for the last moment to come. Lu Hou may still be able to live, but their father and son are deeply hated by Gongshan, and I am afraid they will not survive.

He looked closer, the retainers of the Ji clan were still fighting with the Fei people in and out of the wall under the stage, and in the distance, in the distance, there were dense rebels, and a carriage was galloping towards this side......

Is that...... Who?

……

The car stopped outside the layers of blades, and an old man with tendrils in a wide robe and big sleeves jumped out of the car, and walked towards the vigilant Feiyi people under the escort of two scholars, one on the left and one on the right.

It's Kongqiu, it's Kongzhongni!

He walked in front of the halberds until they were about to poke into his chest, and the people of Fei Yi looked at each other, and they involuntarily began to retreat without an order from the Yi Zai's side.

I still remember that it was two years ago, and it was this old man who entered Feiyi alone, and did not change his color under the siege of their regiments, and finally persuaded Yizai to put down the rebel flag and let Feiyi have two more years of peace.

There are also many township parties in Feiyi who worship Kong Qiu as a teacher, and they respect this old man and do not want to hurt him.

And Lu Hou and Ji Shi on the high platform also still remember that at the meeting in the valley in the summer, Zhao Wuxian and Qi Hou almost made a big fight, and it was Kong Qiu who drove into the gap between the two armies and prevented Qi Lu from fighting again.

Now, he's here again, what is he going to do? There was a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

"It is rude and disloyal to attack the king with a minister. Gongshan Yi Zai, it's still too late for the cliff to stop, please stop the attack, welcome the monarch back to the palace, and let the Fei people evacuate Qufu! ”

His beard was black and gray, and his feet were extremely steady step by step.

This is the posture of tens of millions of people!

The Fei people on the periphery were shaken, and the uncle and grandson kept asking: "Fu disturbed, Fu disturbed, Yi Zai?" How can this be? ”

Gongshan Bufu still has a lot of respect for Kongqiu, and when Yanghu needed some scholars in the opposition to increase his prestige, Gongshan Bufu was the first to recommend Kongqiu. When he was in Feiyi, he once wanted to ask Confucius to assist...... Although he only fancied his fame in the country of Lu.

Now, Gongshan Buwu has no way to retreat, he must immediately capture Wuzi's platform, otherwise he is worried that Zhao Wuxian will arrive in Qufu at any time, and it will be too late by then!

Now he is about to succeed, but he lets himself give up? Give up this gorgeous city and pavilion, give up the wealth accumulated by the three huans in Qufu for a hundred years, give up the opportunity to carve up the Lu country, and jump from a mere courtier to a doctor?

It's a joke!

As he walked forward, Kong Qiu shouted at him: "If you want hostages, please use the old decay!" I hope to release the monarch! ”

"What's the use of using you, using you!?" Gongshan scolded viciously.

He made up his mind, this is not a ceremonial occasion for reciting "poems" and "books", it is not a banquet for you and me, this is a political struggle that advances without retreat!

It's not you who die! It's me who dies!

It seemed to him that Kongqiu, the tall old man, was such an eyesore, that he seemed to want to extinguish the flames, and he was desperate to move forward, and if he was allowed to move forward, it seemed that it was really possible to extinguish Feiren's rebellion......

Like a moth to the fire, how can it burn itself?

Okay, if you come to die, I'll let you die!

"Second and third sons, kill him! Slash the blades of Kongqiu under the high platform! (To be continued.) )