"Great God! Great God! He's a great god! Someone in the crowd shouted in surprise.

"Great God! Great God! He's a great god! I've seen it! He is the great god of our Lu country! In the crowd, someone shouted in surprise.

"Oh? He's a great god! ”

"Ahh So handsome! ”

"Great God! There is a great god here! Lu country is not chaotic! ”

"Great God!"

"Great God!"

"Great God!"

When many people heard that it was the great god, they shouted loudly and greeted him.

"Hello everyone! Hello everyone! Hello everyone! ......" Fang Jishi hurriedly helped Zilu up, and then! Clenched his hands into fists and arched his hands towards everyone.

Zilu stood aside, looking at the excited crowd, and when he saw the adoring eyes and excited emotions of the people, he was also so excited that he burst into tears. I was instantly moved by this enthusiastic scene, and my blood boiled.

"Me? Sub-road! When will there be such glory! Zilu said in his heart, and secretly swore an oath: Be a man! When so, too!

Behave! Be like the cornerstone of the great god!

"Great God! Why do you have time to come to the market today? A middle-aged man stepped forward and asked.

"Are you doing well?" Fang Jishi asked with a concerned face.

In such occasions, superficial articles are still needed. In fact! Standing in the position of an irrelevant person, the life and death of others is my concern? Isn't it?

But! As a public figure, it's different, even though you don't care about it, you still have to tell lies, act like a "good person", and care about other people's lives.

"Good! Good! It's that the taxes are getting heavier and heavier, and only by constantly working and working without stopping, otherwise! There will be no life. It's no longer like it used to be, once and for all. Alas! Life is just getting more and more tired. ”

"Yes! Oh, yes! Past! After we pay our taxes, we can live for a while. Right now! After paying the taxes, there is not much left. So! We can only live by working non-stop. ”

"Alas! It's all trifle! Crucially! If war comes, everything will be empty. ”

"Yes! Oh, yes! Great God! We can't have a war in Lu! ”

"Great God! You have to make sure that there can be no war in our country! It doesn't matter if we suffer, don't have war! War is coming! Lives are gone! Alas! ”

"Great God! We're all counting on you! ”

"Great God! With you, the country of Lu can't be in chaos! ”

"Great God!"

Everyone looked at the great god with expectant eyes, pitifully.

"You know what? The great god is the martial arts teacher of the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the guest of Zhou Tianzi. His relationship with the Jin State is also just, and he has a deep friendship with the first two generations of Jin Dukes of the Jin Kingdom. We have Zhou Tianzi and Jin in the Lu Kingdom, so we are not afraid of the Chu State. ”

"You know what? Why didn't the State of Chu dare to attack our State of Lu? It is because of the relationship between the great god and the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and the relationship with the Jin Kingdom. Otherwise! Our Lu country, like Chen Guo and Cai Guo, has destroyed the country! ”

"Oh!"

When the people around heard this, there was an uproar!

Zilu has been standing aside and has been snubbed by everyone. But! He didn't care at all. Opposite! He was thrilled to see the great god being worshipped by everyone.

Near noon, several middle-aged people strongly urged Fang Jishi to go to the wine store for dinner. Fang Jishi couldn't say no, and then took Zilu back to Confucius's home.

Zilu's pheasants, live rabbits, and fish were not sold, so they had to take them away. The fish is dead, but it doesn't stink yet.

Seeing that there were not many people on the street, the guards drove the carriage over.

Zilu was a little distressed, the prey was not sold, and there was no income. But! In front of the great god, he had to give it up. Fang Jishi sat outside the carriage, waving his arms at the crowd.

"Goodbye! Good bye! Good bye! ……”

"Great God!"

"Great God!"

"Great God!"

"Great God! You have to worry more about Lu Guo! ”

"Great God! We are all counting on you! Great God! ”

As the carriage drifted away, the crowd waved their arms and shouted at it, until it turned into the corner of the street.

"The great god is gone! Woowoo woo ......"

"Great God! Woowoo"

“……”

After the god left, there was a cry at the scene.

The carriage did not stop, and went directly out of Qufu City and went to the suburbs.

Zilu held the carriage with one hand and looked at the great god. His eyes were full of adoration.

"Why did you come to Qufu City?" Fang Jishi had the opportunity to ask Zilu.

"Me?" Zi Lu paused for a moment and said, "Me? I want to come to Confucius! ……”

"Confucius? Looking for Confucius? ”

"Didn't you tell me before? Do you want me to study literature? Didn't you say? Confucius in Qufu City? Can me? I forgot the specifics, and I searched for a long time, but I didn't find ......" Zilu's words were a little dodgy.

"Confucius, why can't you find it?" Fang Jishi smiled: "You ask in Qufu, who doesn't know?" ”

"But?" Zilu wanted to speak and stopped.

"But what?"

Under Fang Jishi's questioning, Zilu said: "People don't have a good impression of him!" I've heard! He used to be a trumpeter! has a bad reputation, and there seems to be a problem with character? I? ”

"Who did you listen to?"

"Me?"

"You hear people say it on the street, and then you believe it? Isn't it? ”

"Me?"

Fang Jishi sighed and said, "Confucius used to be a trumpeter!" At that time, his family was not good, and he couldn't live without blowing the trumpet for others, you know? Forced by life, how can he live without blowing the trumpet for others?

And also! How many of those who speak ill of Confucius know Confucius? None of them saw Confucius, they didn't know him, so how could they know what kind of person Confucius was?

In the past, the Yang Hu of Dr. Ji's family spoke ill of Confucius everywhere, and now! Yang Hu may still be talking ill of him everywhere......"

"Why? Yang Hu wants to speak ill of Confucius? ”

"Because! Confucius looked about the same as Yang Hu's face. Even! It's uglier than Yanghu. Yang Hu thinks: Confucius has disgraced him. Alas! O villain! Villain's heart! Alas! ”

Yang Hu was ugly, while Confucius was even uglier than him. So! Yang Hu thinks: Confucius has disgraced him.

"Oh!" Zilu let out a long "oh".

"Where's your father? You? After saying what was in front of him, Fang Jishi asked again.

"Me? Woo woo woo ......" Zilu cried: "My mother is gone!" Woooooo ”

"Oh?"

"I don't have a mother anymore! Woowoo woo ......"

"What about your father?"

"My dad won't let me live at home......"

"Why? You're not filial, are you? Did your dad kick you out of the house? ”

"It's not!" Zilu defended: "My father is afraid that I will be dragged to serve in the military......"

"Military service?"

"I'm an adult, and I could go to the military at any time! My dad didn't want me to die on the battlefield, so he kicked me out. My father asked me to come to Qufu City to find you and find Confucius to learn literature. Such! You don't have to go to military service......"

"Oh?"

Originally! Zilu's father didn't want Zilu to go to military service and died on the battlefield. So! "Drove out" Zilu and let him come out to experience alone. Then I went to find the great god, and then I went to Confucius to study liberal arts. Only literati and people with brains do not have to go to ordinary military service.

Literati and people with brains are also required to serve in the military. But! There is no need to do general military service, and there is no need to go to the front line to kill the enemy. Even! You can be an official. If you become an official, you will be developed.

(End of chapter)