When he went to the barracks, Zinian rode his father's horse. When Helian went to the barracks, Fang Jishi gave her his jujube red horse. When the two left the barracks, they naturally rode their horses back.

During these months in the barracks, both horses have grown fat.

In the barracks, the jujube red horse is the first horse, the king of horses, and proud of the horses.

Zi Nian's horse is also the best among horses, and with his battlefield experience, he despises everything.

The two rode out of Qufu City and practiced the horse's foot strength outside. After dinner, after dark, he rode to Confucius's house.

They don't have a live broadcast system, so I don't know if Confucius is at home at this time? You can only try your luck.

When I came to the entrance of the village, I saw that the lights of Confucius's house were on from a distance. The lights were dim and swaying in the night.

"At home!" Ha Lian said.

"Masturbating!" Zinian replied.

"How do you know? Bored! ”

"When is it? Isn't it? ”

"Boring!" Helian said angrily.

After the tempering of the military camp, the current Helian is more like a man.

In the past, Ha Lian was originally a person who dared to act.

In the barracks you! People don't care if you're a woman or not, everyone is a man, so they never pay attention to what they say.

At the beginning, Zinian was still protecting Helian and not letting others swear. He also fought with people for this. But! It didn't work! You have to beat everybody through. Furthermore! Ha Lian doesn't care at all, and others say that she also says that she completely regards herself as a man.

The two scattered their horses outside and quietly slipped towards the courtyard of Confucius's house.

These two horses both regard Zinian and Helian as their new owners, and others can't ride them away. They recognize life, and strangers can't ride on them at all. If you don't have that ability, you'll either be kicked by them or they will knock you off your horse.

So! With such fierce horses, few people in the wild can tame them.

Like a thief, the two climbed into the wall of Confucius's house, and then! Approach under the window. Through the light, look inside.

Confucius sat under an oil lamp, his back to the window. In front of him is a desk, and there are several bamboo slips on the desk. Other than that! In front of him was a roll of bamboo slips. After a while, I looked through other bamboo slips, and then I put down the bamboo slips, picked up the brush, and wrote something on the bamboo slips spread out in front of me.

The two watched for a while, but they didn't see Confucius masturbating. Not to mention the detention, even peeing.

Hey! Don't eat or drink to practice Bigu Gong? Still writing books?

Zinian couldn't hold back a little, so he went to the door lightly and pushed the door gently.

The door was pushed open, and the door was not bolted from the inside.

Zinian nodded towards Helian and slowly opened the door little by little.

The door of Confucius's house was particularly loud when it was opened, "squeaking". There was no way, Zi Nian had to be patient and push little by little. With each push, the door makes a small noise. OK! Confucius devoted himself to writing a book, but he didn't notice it.

Seeing that she could let one person in, Ha Lian lay down and slowly climbed into the house.

Behind Confucius, she stood up.

Originally! She wanted to scare Confucius, but when she thought that this was not good and would scare people to death, she gave up this idea. And then! I went to the kitchen and looked it out.

Seeing that Confucius didn't seem to have eaten dinner, there seemed to be no movement in the kitchen.

She wondered: When did this Confucius start writing books? Didn't eat any food? Looking at this situation, it seems that he has just returned, and when he comes back, he has devoted himself to writing a book.

Because! There was dust on the stove, and it looked like it hadn't been touched in days.

Although Confucius touched her and pinched her last time, she still listened to her husband's cornerstone. The husband said that he was a serious person and a saint in the future, then he was! So! Helian thinks that this saint is not so easy to be, and she doesn't even eat food!

"Squeak!"

There was a bang at the door outside.

Ha Lian was startled and shrank aside.

"Who?" Confucius instinctively exclaimed when he heard the door outside rattle. And then! He stretched and stood up.

He probably remembered that the outside door was still closed, so he came to the door.

He opened the door and looked outside, and said to himself, "There's no wind?" "And then! So he closed the door outside. Moreover! Plugged in the door frame.

At that time, Zinian also wanted to go in. Outcome! Just as he was about to go in, he pushed harder, and the door squeaked.

When Confucius came and opened the door to look outside, he was standing outside the door, leaning against the wall. Confucius came from the light, and could not see the scene in the darkness outside. So! He was not found.

Seeing Confucius close the door and plug in the door frame and lock the river lotus inside, Zinian couldn't help but snicker.

Hey! See what you do tonight? Hey!

"I'm hungry! Alas! It's the wind telling me it's time to eat! After Confucius closed the door, he stretched out again, and then said.

Finished! I went straight to the kitchen.

"Who? You? ”

When he came to the kitchen door, Confucius was about to reach out to take the fire fold and light the oil lamp, but suddenly found that there was someone in the kitchen.

"Me! Kitchen god! Ha Lian replied.

Helian was not familiar with Confucius's kitchen, nor did she expect Confucius to come over suddenly, and she didn't even have an oil lamp.

She didn't even think that Confucius had a fire fold at home, and he could not use an oil lamp as a fire primer.

In that period! Generally, the method of lighting a lamp is to save the fire and then use an oil primer to light it. And Confucius was a rich man, and he used fire to fold his son. So! Light up without oil primers.

"The god of the hearth?" Confucius shook his mind and didn't understand it for a while.

"Gods of the sky, gods of the earth, gods of trees! Heaven and earth gods! I am the god of the hearth! What's wrong? Get on your knees for me! Helian shouted.

Seeing that Confucius didn't mean to kneel, Helian said again: "Be your family's stove god, look!" How embarrassing? It's all dust! You? ”

For a while, Helian didn't know if she could bluff Confucius. After all! They are later saints, wise men. In such a hurry, she turned around and went to scrub the stove.

"Are you really the god of the stove?"

"Alas! The god of the stove is here to cook for you! Look at you! Haven't eaten in a few days? ”

"Me? I ate it at noon! When I came back today, I was so busy writing my thoughts that I forgot to cook. I? ”

"Go get busy! The god of the stove did it for you! ”

"You're still cooking for me?" Confucius asked incredulously.

"I'll sleep with you!" He Lian was angry and replied.

"You?" Confucius looked Helian's back up and down, and couldn't remember who this person was for a while. Kitchen god? Naturally, he couldn't believe it. Because! The voice of this "stove god" seems to be somewhat familiar.

"Get out! Otherwise, I'm gone! Helian shouted.

"You? How did you get here? ”

"I'm conjurious!"

"And how do you get there?"

"I'll change again!"

"And you're going to show me?"

"I can't change now!"

"Why?"

"You broke it! If you don't look at this side when you're gone, I can change back! ”

"Good, good!" Talking! Confucius walked back.

He still doesn't believe it, can she change back?

It must have been the noise just now, and she sneaked into my house. Hey!

I thought: I'll just stay at the door, where do I see you becoming? You liar! Who asked you to come? You're going to be my wife, aren't you? He also said that he was the god of the stove, and he was not afraid of the five thunderbolts of the sky?

(End of chapter)