Back home, the young Confucius apologetically entered the room and came out in a change of dry clothes. This is a set of old satin clothes that are hung up, probably because his body has grown quickly, and he can't wear it for a long time. I didn't have any clothes to wear today, so I took them out and wore them.

When Meng Pi returned home, he was busy shopping for vegetables and wine. Uncle Fang Jishi he knew, and he also knew those guards, and he saw them all last time. The last time I ate and drank, I naturally had to pay it back this time, so! He didn't ask Qiu, and took the money to buy vegetables and wine on his own initiative.

Fang Jishi stood in the hall and looked around.

Five guards did not enter the house and stood in the courtyard. In this atmosphere, they are very knowledgeable and do not want to disturb.

The young Confucius's house is not said to be a family with four walls, and there are almost everything. In one corner of the hall, in the bright spot under the window, there was a loom. Directly above the hall, there is a shrine. On the lower table of the shrine, there is an armory rack. It's just that! There are no weapons on the armory rack. It is a weapon rack for knives and swords, and it looks very delicate.

What is the situation in the room, Fang Cornerstone is not convenient to watch. But! With the professional habits of a special soldier, when the young Confucius went in and out, he glanced inside, and there should be everything inside. It should be a suite, divided into an inner room and an outer room, and it seems that there is furniture.

It can be roughly judged that the young Confucius's family was not so poor, and when Confucius was alive, Confucius could still have a certain income from weaving.

To know! At that time, it was very unusual to have a loom at home. Home weaving is equivalent to a family workshop and a small family business in modern society.

Families who can buy looms have a certain amount of economic strength. Visible! After Mother Kong was kicked out of the house by Shi, she received financial support from her mother's family. Otherwise! She has no ability to buy a loom, let alone survive in Qufu.

The young Confucius came out after changing his clothes, hurriedly went to the kitchen to get hot water, made tea, and invited the "uncle" to take a seat.

The two sat opposite each other on a desk, drinking tea and chatting.

Seeing that the young Confucius returned to normal, Fang Jishi was relieved.

"This loom should be worth a lot of money, right?" Fang Jishi asked, pretending to be indifferent.

In order not to remind him of unpleasant events, he did not mention what happened today.

"It's a relic left by my mother! I don't want to touch it, I want to keep it as an eternal memorial......," said the young Confucius, whose face changed.

When he was dealing with the relics, someone came to the door and asked him if this loom was sold? He refused on the spot. If you sell the loom, you can solve the current dilemma. But? He couldn't make that decision and was reluctant to sell it. Furthermore! He didn't have such a ruthless heart, and when his mother died, he sold his mother's relics.

In the social environment at that time, under the needs of survival, the poor family could do this. So! Someone out of kindness wanted to buy his loom. Someone also helped him contact a buyer and let him sell the extra money he had.

When handling his mother's funeral, the young Confucius handled it with the etiquette of a scholarly status. So! The cost is quite substantial.

In this hierarchical society that pays attention to etiquette and takes weekly etiquette as the criterion, different levels have different consumption standards. As in modern society, the cost of funerals for rich people is large, and for those without money, funerals can be done hastily.

In antiquity! Those who fled the war and the famine, they did not even have a chance to collect the corpses, and they lived the same.

But the young Confucius thought that he was a scholar, so! You must handle your mother's funeral as a sergeant.

Furthermore! He is engaged in the Confucian profession of handling funerals, and he knows how to handle his own funerals. If you don't follow the prescribed etiquette and procedures, people will talk about you in the future, and you will no longer be able to engage in the profession of Confucianism.

When the time comes, no one will invite you if you want to blow the trumpet. Without a career, not only can you not survive, but you can't be self-taught.

After talking about his mother's relics, he talked about his father's relics, that is, the weapons on the weapon rack by the shrine.

"That's my father's sword!" Speaking of the past, the face of the young Confucius changed again.

"Where's the sword?" Fang Jishi asked.

Seeing that his brother Meng Pi was back, the young Confucius signaled and did not continue.

Fang Jishi suddenly remembered that it seemed that there was such a paragraph in the TV series or the movie "Confucius": The sword was taken away by Meng Pi.

So? Is that actually the case?

Seeing the young Confucius signaling, Fang Jishi did not ask any further.

Meng Pi limped back and bought the vegetables, so he went to the kitchen to cook. The two guards saw that the Mengpi man was very real, and that the lame appearance was pitiful, so they came to help.

Meng Pi pushed a few times, and saw that the two guards really wanted to help him, so he didn't push anymore. Anyway, these two people helped him cook last time, and everyone knew where the oil and salt ingredients were placed at home, so they came out of the kitchen.

This! Meng Pi did not evade, and sat directly beside his younger brother Qiu, opposite Fang Jishi.

"Chuta?" Meng Pi asked tentatively.

"I wanted to be alone, but? My brother just asked, and I was so annoyed that I ran to the river......" said the young Confucius apologetically.

"You're going to the river to practice 'Qi-holding Gong' again?" Fang Jishi asked with a smile.

The young Confucius looked at Fang Jishi, and his face turned red instantly.

"I'm sorry! Hill! Meng Pi turned his face to his younger brother Qiu and sincerely apologized: "I didn't mean to! I just wanted to ask, I'm in a hurry! ”

"It's me who is bad! Elder brother! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have disobeyed you, I just had to go, as a result! I brought it all on myself! Elder brother! I'm sorry! I'll listen to my brother from now on! ”

"Don't! No! When Meng Pi heard this, he immediately raised his hands and waved them in front of him. He hurriedly said, "Don't listen to me! I'm confused! I'm confused! I don't have a brother, you know! I'm confused! Don't listen to me! I'm just saying what I think! Don't listen to me in the future! No! Don't ......"

Seeing Meng Pi's scared appearance, that honest and honest appearance, Fang Jishi not only felt funny, but also felt that Meng Pi was not stupid. He just has a physical disability, and there are many helplessness in life.

"Later! Let's discuss what we have to do! Elder brother! You're not confused! You know everything! Elder brother! Qiu knows it in his heart! Elder brother! You're my brother! If my father and mother are gone, my brother should listen to my brother! Brother is older and knowledgeable. Elder brother! ”

"That?" Meng Pi stopped waving his hand, nodded and agreed: "In the future, we will discuss and deal with things, we don't have to listen to all of them, we will discuss and do it!" In the end, it's up to you! Hill! Brother believes you! ”

"Hmm!"

The two brothers reached an agreement on this, and when there was something to discuss in the future, it was finally decided by Qiu, and Meng Pi's opinion was only for reference.

After reaching an agreement, Meng Pi stopped waving his hand, sat up straight, and arched his hand towards Fang Jishi and said, "I'm confused! I? I did something that I can't forgive for the rest of my life......"

When the young Confucius saw his brother Meng Pi mentioning the past again, he stopped: "Don't say it! Say no more! Elder brother! ”

"Nope! I'm going to say! ”

"Don't make a family ugly!"

"It's not a family ugly! It's a fact! Everyone in the world knows it! Again! Uncle is not an outsider either! ”

"Brother!"

"Meng Pi wants to say!" Meng Pi insisted: "Say it, Meng Pi feels better!" Woooooo ”

"Brother!"

"I did something I can't forgive in my life! I took my father's saber away! I? Woowoo woo ......"

The saber has always been on his brother's side, and it is what his father is going to pass on to him, and it is a testimony of identity. But under Shi's bewitchment, he took the saber away. Outcome! Not only did he not get his identity, but he also lost his sword.

Sword! As a relic of his father, he was taken back by Shi.

Outcome! Shi refused to recognize Kongqiu's identity on the grounds that he could not prove his identity. That's it! Mother Kong was not only kicked out of the house, but also completely excluded.

Meng Pi knew that he had been fooled, but he was a person with a disabled leg, and there was nothing he could do about it. At last! He had to beg Mother Confucius for forgiveness.

Mother Confucius sympathized with him and took him in. On this ground, Shi kicked Meng Pi out of the house again. From now on! Meng Pi lived with Confucius and did not go out on their own until he became a family.