The person sent by Ziluo did not intervene, and completely pretended to be a passerby. After seeing that all the robbers had fled, they left.

The robbers were so bored that they did not save their companions and fled for their lives. The wounded, no one cares whether they live or die. These injured people had to crawl away from the scene first, and then! Find a place to hide and bandage your wounds.

There was a man who was so badly injured that he couldn't walk, so he crawled to the grass on the side of the road and hid first.

Confucius couldn't stand it, so he asked Fang Zhong and Nangong Jingshu to bandage him.

Fang Zhong and Nangong Jingshu were both reluctant, but under the persecution of Confucius, they had to agree.

Confucius was holding a knife and stood on guard.

After bandaging the wounded, another wounded horse was brought in and the horse's wound was treated. And then! Lift the seriously wounded man to the horse and let him go back.

"Thank you! Thank you! I remember you! Lu people Yang Tiger! He has a fate, and he will be grateful! Woowoo woo ......"

"Go ahead! Go ahead! Confucius gently patted the horse's buttocks and drove the horse away.

After everyone left, Confucius and the three came over to clean up the branches blocking the official road and open the road.

It's also strange that after such a long time, no one else on the official road has passed except for the dozen or so cyclists.

Confucius didn't know that the robbers wrote on the intersections at both ends: There are robbers ahead, please take a detour.

OK! The carriage was not broken, and the horses were not injured. Everything was ready, but Confucius had no intention of leaving, and stood by the carriage and looked in the direction of Luoyi.

Now he is still waiting for the cornerstone of his in-laws. He never thought that the cornerstone of his in-laws had not come over until now. He didn't even think of it! At this moment, the in-laws are fighting on the battlefield.

At this time! Outside the south gate of Luoyi, a life-and-death race is being staged.

King Jing of Zhou and Prince Ji Dynasty are engaged in a life-and-death battle to determine the imperial power. Victory! can become a real great Zhou Tianzi. Fail! Die or run.

The winner is king, and the loser is the loser.

On the battlefield, the same is true for the soldiers, either you die or I live. In this kind of big scuffle, everything depends on strength and luck. If you are strong, you have a better chance of surviving. Of course! Nor absolutely. In the case of this kind of big melee, you also have to have a certain amount of luck, and if you are unlucky, no matter how strong your strength is, you will either die or be injured.

Confucius held the deformed scabbard in his left hand and the half-broken sword in his right hand, looking into the distance in a daze.

The tip of the broken sword had been recovered, and Confucius wrapped it in a piece of linen cloth and placed it on the carriage.

The saber is a symbol of the status of a person with the status of a sergeant, and on some formal occasions, it can be worn with a sword.

His income was not high, and he had no money to forge a good sword, so he could only buy such a sword on the street. The scabbard is beautiful, but the quality of the sword is limited.

Father Kong had a good sword before his death, which was very sharp. But when he was very young, he was deceived back by his brother Meng Pi. No! It was the elder brother Meng Pi who was deceived and deceived the sword.

Before! Father Kong's sword has always been placed on his side, and it is kept by Mother Kong. The meaning of Confucius's father was obvious, hoping to pass on this sword to Confucius, who would inherit the title of the family.

Only those who inherit the title can enjoy the corresponding treatment. For example: the Lu and ancestral property issued by the Lu State.

After Confucius's father's sword was deceived by his brother Meng Pi, Confucius not only failed to inherit the family's title, but was also abandoned by the family. Without Confucius's father's sword, the family did not recognize the identity of Confucius and Confucius's mother.

Exactly because of this! Not only did Confucius not inherit the title, but the mother and son were also abused and criticized by people who did not know the truth.

Fortunately, Confucius's mother immediately moved away from the familiar environment and came to Qufu, so that it did not affect the young Confucius.

It is for this reason that Confucius cared a lot about his saber.

"Sir! Let's go! This is a place of right and wrong, and you can't stay for long! Uncle Nangong Jing couldn't wait any longer, and stood aside and reminded.

"Sir! It's a lot of bad luck here, so let's get out of here! Fang Zhong also reminded on the side.

"Sir! There are still blood stains on the ground here, and there are traces of fights, if the government knows about it, we won't be able to leave! Uncle Nangong Jing threatened on the side.

Only then did Confucius come back to his senses and glanced at the two of them. And then! Fixing his eyes on Fang Zhong's face, he said very seriously: "Fang Zhong! You? ”

"Me?" Fang Zhong could see from Confucius's face and eyes that Mr. was going to train him.

I thought: What am I doing wrong? I?

"You were brave today!"

"Me?"

"But!" Confucius changed his words and pointed rightly: "You have a place that you have not thought through, do you know? ”

"Me?"

"You shouldn't have scuffled with each other in the first place, like that! It's dangerous! You know what? On the battlefield, it's not heads-up. Do you think about it? What if someone from the enemy is coming while you're scuffling with someone? Aren't you going to die? Isn't it? ”

"Me?"

"You're dead twice today! You know what? This time, it was an archer who shot an arrow and saved you. The second time, I saved you. You know what? And also! All I know is that you've died twice, and what else I haven't noticed? Isn't it? ”

"Me?"

"So! You must be careful in what you do in the future! You know what? ”

After saying Fang Zhong for a moment, Confucius praised again: "Overall! Your performance is still okay! At your current age, it's good to be able to do this! I just said yours is a bit too demanding. But! I hope you will behave better in the future.

Today is what happened on the battlefield, and later! And what didn't happen on the battlefield. You know what I mean? There is a literary field and a martial arts field. Today is a martial arts field, that's all! In the future, there will be a literary field. Where is Wenchang? It refers to the time when you get along with others and go toe-for-tat.

For example! You will be an official in the future, and in officialdom, you have to prevent being framed by others. For example! When you get along with people, you have to be careful everywhere and don't be deceived by others, you know what I mean......"

"Hmmm! Thank you sir! Fang Zhong understood what Confucius meant by "Wenchang" to him? He lives in Ji Pingzi's house, which is equivalent to a literary field, and if he is not careful, he may be framed.

After training Fang Zhong, Confucius began to train Nangong Jingshu again.

Uncle Nangong Jing saw that Confucius was praising Fang Zhong, and he couldn't hold it back. In his eyes, Confucius was completely praising Fang Zhong, not training.

"Why did you just run away on horseback and come back? You? Confucius asked reproachfully.

"Me?" Uncle Nangong Jing's expression changed, and then he smiled: "I call it 'luring the enemy deep and breaking them all'!" Hehehe! ……”

"I'll let you run! But none of you run! If something happens to you, how can I have the face to go back? Seeing that Uncle Nangong Jing had misunderstood, Confucius quickly changed his tone, followed the other party's meaning, and sighed.

In fact! He blamed Uncle Nangong Jing for riding a horse and running away regardless of everyone.

Uncle Nangong Jing did run away, unlike Fang Zhong, who stayed and fought with him.

"Sir! Only if all of us are united in our efforts to defeat the enemy. Uncle Nangong Jing took the opportunity to say.

"Today was just a fluke! You know what? Confucius said seriously: "If there is a next time, maybe it will not be so lucky!" You know what? ”

"There's no next time! Mr! Next time we're all grown up. Fang Zhong said on the side.

(End of chapter)