Ji Fuzi's backyard.

Shi Yiguang gently pressed his face against the carriage pedals, squinted his eyes, and giggled twice.

Shi Yiguang rubbed his face against the pedal, and his squinted eyes bent again.

"What are you doing?" The voice behind him pulled Shi Yiguang's thoughts back.

Hearing this, she straightened up and turned her head to look. I saw that Ji Fuzi was holding his hands behind his back, bending over, and looked at her inexplicably: "Is it crazy?" ”

The words were about to fall, and an old man came out behind Ji Fuzi, who was tall and big, and lowered his head when he stepped out of the threshold, so as not to be hit by the doorrail above.

Shi Yiguang's gaze moved away from Ji Fuzi and moved to the old man who was one meter nine behind him, his eyes narrowed, and flowers appeared. Looking at the 1.9-meter-tall Shandong man in front of him, Shi Yiguang's heartbeat began to accelerate.

Really, it's a little, exciting. It's not a little, it's really exciting.

"Hello sir." Shi Yiguang stood up straight, looking at Confucius behind Ji Fuzi with a smile, and the whole person was well-behaved and overwhelmed.

Ji Fuzi looked at the inexplicable Shi Yiguang, and then turned his head to look at the old man behind him: "Zhongni, do you know her?" ”

Kong Qiu looked at Shi Yiguang, who was standing upright and well-behaved in front of him, and frowned: "It seems that I have seen it, but it seems that it is not her." ”

"It's me, it's me!" Shi Yiguang stretched out his hand and poked his head: "Isn't it me, Dongyou, it's me who sees the little er's debate!" Shi Yiguang said as he walked towards Confucius with a smile on his face.

Kong Qiu looked at the enthusiastic little daughter in front of him, remembered the incident when he passed by the field road yesterday, and suddenly, his eyes looked at Yan Yan, who was standing outside the door with a worried face on his back: "Yes, the two children yesterday were you." ”

As he spoke, Kong Qiu turned his head, looked at Shi Yiguang, and said with a smile: "Then do you two figure out whether the sun is close in the morning or the sun at noon?" ”

Shi Yiguang looked at Confucius, with a smile on his face, and took two steps in front of him, and had already walked to Kong Qiu's side: "I just didn't think of it, so I came to ask Mr. ”

Kong Qiu looked at Shi Yiguang, who was smiling in front of him, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, and then turned his head to look at Ji Fuzi on the side.

Ji Fuzi touched his white beard and looked at the inexplicable Shi Yiguang as if he was thinking something.

"This is a student of the Ancestral Master?" Kong Qiu turned his head to look at Ji Fuzi and asked.

Ji Fuzi opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Shi Yiguang on the side took it: "No, no, no, although I am his student, I can also recognize you as a teacher." ”

As he spoke, Shi Yiguang looked at the green cloth and blue shirt of Confucius in front of him, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and nodded cautiously.

Her own mother, this is the clothes worn by Confucius. Shi Yiguang's heartbeat was a little faster. It left her a little breathless.

After Shi Yiguang's words were finished, before Kong Qiu could speak, she felt a pain on her face.

"Yikes!" Shi Yiguang grinned and looked at Ji Fuzi, who was still pulling a lump of flesh on her face: "It's so painful, it's painful!" What! ”

Ji Fuzi pulled too high, and Shi Yiguang had to tilt his head and feet to relieve the pain caused by pulling too high and too tight.

"You don't recognize the master after only one day of class?" Ji Fuzi pulled Shi Yiguang's face and said with a glaring blowing.

"It hurts! It really hurts! Mom, let go first, let go first. Shi Yiguang grinned in pain, grabbed Ji Fuzi's wrist with one hand, and propped the other hand on the thigh of Kong Qiu next to him to maintain balance.

If it weren't for Kongqiu, she would really want to do something to the old man this season. It hurt so much that her heart began to hurt.

"Let go, do you still recognize me as a master?" Ji Fuzi said, pulling the lump of flesh on Shi Yiguang's face a little higher.

"Recognize it." Shi Yiguang's painful eyes and nose were wrinkled, and he gasped slightly: "Let go first, my heart is starting to hurt!" ”

When Ji Fuzi heard this, the strength in his hand relaxed, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where does it hurt?" ”

Shi Yiguang had already broken away from his hand and bent his body up. A look of pain: "My heart hurts." ”

Ji Fuzi leaned down, picked up Shi Yiguang's arm without saying a word, put it on her wrist, rested it, paused, and then frowned and looked at Shi Yiguang: "Do you have a heart disease?" ”

Shi Yiguang didn't speak, just squatted and hugged his chest, and it took a while to recover, then he turned his head to look at Ji Fuzi and gave him a fierce look: "One day you will kill me." ”

Ji Fuzi looked at Shi Yiguang, withdrew his hand in a daze, and touched his white-haired beard.

Shi Yiguang turned his head and continued to look up at Confucius. coughed, tidied up his appearance, and said, "Although I have Master Ji, I can also learn from you, right?" ”

Spring and Autumn has always been recognized by scholars, and they are not sticky.

After that, Shi Yiguang seemed to have forgotten Jiangcai's heart palpitations, and the whole person smiled and narrowed his eyes again: "Recognize me as a disciple, right?" ”

The thought of being a disciple of Confucius is simply amazing. Shi Yiguang felt that his heart was starting to beat faster again. She pressed her heart, leaned down slightly, and continued: "I am very well-behaved, I will do whatever I want, I will learn what I want to learn, and I will memorize whatever I want." ”

"What can you carry? I don't know three of the big characters. Ji Fuzi looked at Shi Yiguang from the side and replied with a disgusted face.

Kong Qiu looked at Shi Yiguang, smiled, and said, "I teach the Qi family the way of self-cultivation and governance, not the way to read big characters." ”

Shi Yiguang straightened up, looked at Confucius, her whole brow frowned, she flattened her mouth, and her aggrieved and pitiful appearance made people can't bear to refuse: "Although I can't read big characters, I can learn it, and I will have a lot of truth." ”

At least she studied Chinese literature, and what her father gave her to test also involved some ancient literature. For example, the Four Books and the Five Classics, etc. Although she didn't study it seriously and couldn't remember most of it, she could say a few words in passing.

Kong Qiu looked at Shi Yiguang's earnest appearance, and shook his head without hesitation.

"Why?" Shi Yiguang frowned, looked at Kong Qiu, and his whole face was filled with sadness.

At this time, a big man with a blue cloth bun came out of the house, five big and three thick, no less tall and big than Kong Qiu's ox and horse. Holding a pen in one hand, he looked at the little daughter at Confucius' feet, and said softly: "Girl, Mr. does not accept female disciples." ”

Shi Yiguang glared, looked at the man, and then looked back at Confucius, clutching Confucius's hem tightly with both hands, with a look of grievance: "Why? ”

Confucius looked at Shi Yiguang, then shook his head, leaned down slightly, took away Shi Yiguang's hand on his shirt, and sighed: "If you are close, you will not be a grandson, that's what it means." ”

After that, he waved at Ji Fuzi: "The kid is waiting for the master in the house." With that, he walked towards the house.

Shi Yiguang looked at Confucius who was about to walk in, and was about to catch up with him with a sad face, but was pulled back by Ji Fuzi.