After Lao Tzu left, Confucius sat alone in the Zhou Tibetan room. Now! His mood was mixed and chaotic. 's strong self-esteem made him a little unable to accept Lao Tzu's attitude towards him.

But? In front of Lao Tzu, he is irrefutable!

In Lao Tzu's words, he couldn't find a mistake. Opposite! Every word I say seems to have a mistake in it.

After Lao Tzu left, Confucius adjusted his psychology for a while before calming himself down.

After calming down, he didn't think about the question that Lao Tzu threw at him: Why do people live? What do people live for? But! Recall the previous conversation with Lao Tzu. Think back to what I said wrong, and whether there was any mistake in what Lao Tzu said.

Just as he was thinking quickly, the sound of Chang Hong playing the piano came from the living room. After listening for a while, he seemed excited again, got up, and ran to the door. But! When he reached the door, he stopped and did not go out.

He stood at the doorway, listening. It wasn't until Chang Hong's song was finished that he turned around and came back from the door. Sitting in his seat, he didn't think about the question raised by Lao Tzu. But! Indulge in the music played by Chang Hong.

He listened to this song N times at Chang Hong's house and was deeply moved by the artistic conception of this song. This song, tentatively named "Echo of the Hollow Valley", is not the one played by Chang Hong when he came to Zhou's room that day.

The music played that day was Chang Hong's old work. The same! That piece is also under the guidance of Lao Tzu, so perfect.

Fang Jishi listened to "Echo of the Hollow Valley" for the first time, but he didn't understand music, so naturally he couldn't speak.

It took a while for Confucius to come back to his senses from the mood of the music. Thinking of the question raised by Lao Tzu, sitting there, he was stunned for a while.

What do people live for? What do people live for? Is it still necessary to think about such a simple question?

Person? Why live? Person? What is life for?

I? How should I answer?

Confucius was thinking: If I had said it with my understanding, what would Lao Tzu say?

No need to guess! I did what I understood, and he must have pointed out my mistake again. Anyway! I'm in front of him, everything is wrong! He's right! What is his reason? Can he speak his "way"?

What is the Tao? The Word is God, the Supreme God!

With this thought, Confucius smiled self-deprecatingly. And then! Reached out and picked up a bamboo slip and flipped through it. Outcome! It made him very angry, he had already seen this bamboo slip.

The bamboo slips he moved, Lao Tzu cleaned them up, and they were not the places he had placed before. In the past, he placed the books in a regular position, the books he had read were put aside, and the books he had not read were placed in their original positions.

Right now! Everything is messed up.

He picked up another roll casually, and it turned out! I've seen it again. I picked up another volume, and I read it again. Pick up another volume, or have already read it......

I sampled the bamboo slips placed on it and found that I had seen them all. With an idea, he pulled out a scroll from under the pile of bamboo slips. Outcome! As he expected, it was something he hadn't seen.

To confirm his judgment, he pulled out another volume. Outcome! As he expected, another volume that he hadn't read.

Obviously! Lao Tzu deliberately put it like this. He put the books he had read on the top, and all the books he hadn't read on the bottom. On the surface! The books he brought in did not move. But! It's just inconvenient for him to look through it again. If you want to look through it, you'll have to waste time looking through the pile of bamboo slips......

Confucius smashed the bamboo slips in his hand on the pile of bamboo slips, sulking.

Obviously! Lao Tzu is a senior who suppresses the younger generation!

It's intentional! Not unintentionally.

I admit it! You are more knowledgeable than I am! But! I'm not convinced! Because! You're older than I am! You've read more books than I do! You work in the weekly library and read books all day! If I, Kongqiu, had read so many books, I would have been as knowledgeable as you.

Weekly Gift! You can't save the world, but? Your Taoism will save the world?

There's nothing wrong with studying the Zhou Rites and studying the inheritance? Weekly Gift! Can we inherit selectively? It can't be said that it is useless! You also admit it: Zhou Li! Yes, it is needed!

You say, "In any era, etiquette is needed." The world needs a code of conduct, a standard code of conduct!

After sulking for a while, Confucius calmed down and pulled out a few volumes of urgently needed books on Zhou etiquette from under the pile of bamboo slips. Picking up the book, he didn't know anything.

In the living room, Lao Tzu expressed his opinion on Chang Hong's tune. According to Lao Tzu's meaning, Chang Hong changed the song and played it on the spot.

"Hmmm! Make this paragraph longer! That's it, lengthened! Lengthen it again! That's how it feels! Good! Good! Volume up! Well! Good! Grow more! Hmmm......"

Lao Tzu closed his eyes and listened to the music while giving on-site guidance.

Zhang Shanfeng was happy for a while, and when he saw that it was not early, he went to prepare lunch.

Fang Jishi has been sitting there, although he doesn't understand music, but under Lao Tzu's interpretation, under Chang Hong's live playing, he seems to have some feelings. After comparing the before and after tunes, he also felt that the modified tunes seemed to be more reasonable.

When Chang Hong's entourage saw Zhang Shanfeng going to cook, they also followed and took out the food they had brought over. And then! Help Zhang Shanfeng cook.

Every time they come to Lao Tzu's place for dinner, they have to bring some food. They all know that Lao Tzu's money is very tight. It is not only necessary to bring it to the hometown, but also to fill the gap in the restoration of ancient books in the Zhou Collection.

After pointing out Chang Hong's tune, Lao Tzu stopped talking and entered a state of cultivation. Through the kung fu of "opening the eyes of heaven", he entered the Zhou Tibetan room. Seeing that Confucius looked at Zhou Li again, he was very angry.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart: a bull.

Chang Hong ignored no one and was completely in his music. After lengthening the tune according to Lao Tzu's intentions, he played it again. I didn't feel very satisfied, so I revised it again. That's it! Repeatedly.

Fang Jishi was in an awkward situation, sitting there alone. In desperation, he also crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and entered a state of cultivation.

Zhang Shanfeng finished lunch and came over to look at everyone. Seeing that Chang Hong was playing, he didn't dare to disturb, and he didn't bother himself. He knows! What kind of image is he in Chang Hong's mind.

When Chang Hong's song was finished, he came to Lao Tzu's side and called softly: "Sir! Time to eat. ”

Lao Tzu opened his eyes and said, "Go and bring Confucius over and eat." ”

When Confucius heard Zhang Shanfeng's shout, he quickly put down the book and stood up. And then! Pretending to be fine, come over for dinner.

(End of chapter)