At night.

A mansion like the Confucian family in Qufu is still adhering to the rules that have been passed down for thousands of years, and the front yard is ***, and it is difficult to see Yanxi wine and meat after nightfall.

After nightfall, the whole house heard no trace of music theory.

It's just that rules are dead, and people are alive.

According to the excuses of today's Confucian family, that is, saints also have to eat and drink.

The front yard *** can't play music, but there is always the smell of wine wafting out of the courtyards of each house.

Kong Gongjian can be regarded as one of the few children in the Confucian Mansion who is still abiding by the rites of saints.

However, everything he encountered today still made a nameless fire continue to burn in his heart.

At night, the chirping of insects in summer always brings people closer to the sages.

However, the scroll that Kong Gongjian held in his hand tonight seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, so that the best paper, the words written with the best pen and ink, became indistinct.

I can't read the book, and there is no silk and bamboo in this courtyard, and there is no wine and meat.

Empty and tasteless.

"Childe, what's wrong?"

The servant, who had been waiting for the next Kong family member for many years, walked in from outside with a nourishing decoction, looked at the messy desk in Gongzi's hand, and couldn't help but whisper.

Kong Gongjian raised his head and looked at the old man beside him, a smile appeared on his face, and he put down the scroll in his hand that he couldn't read: "Where are they now, brother?"

It's hard to relieve the depression in my chest, but there is always no shortage of joy and fatigue on my younger brother's side.

The servant looked at Kong Gongjian with some surprise, but his son didn't like the things that the little boy liked since he was a child. If his memory is not wrong, I am afraid that this is the first time that Childe has asked about such a thing since he became sensible.

"Little boy, they are still over there, I heard that they invited a big family from Yangzhou to enter the house, and there are a few changed tunes for evaluation."

Kong Gongjian's face was not obvious, and he felt no feeling in his heart.

He doesn't like to play, and he doesn't like to listen to music.

It's just that tonight can relieve fatigue and boredom, and it doesn't matter what it is.

Seeing that Kong Gongjian didn't speak, the servant whispered tentatively, "Do you want the old slave to send the son over?"

Kong Gongjian stood up, his hands shook the wide sleeves that were longer than his arms, his fingers rolled up the sleeves, and his hands were put together in front of his lower abdomen.

The servant immediately understood, turned sideways to give way, and turned sideways in front of his head to lead the way.

Kong Gongjian was silent throughout the whole process, just letting the old servant lead the way.

Shuttling in the familiar but unfamiliar Confucian Mansion, Kong Gongjian's ears gradually entered some silk and bamboo play.

From far to near, the silk bamboo drama became clearer and clearer.

It has a bit of Jiangnan charm.

Kong Gongjian snorted silently twice in his heart.

"Childe, this is it."

The servant stood bent over the closed courtyard door, with a subtle and respectful smile on his face.

Kong Gongjian nodded: "Hmm."

The servant immediately stepped forward, shook his robe, reached out and pinched the door cymbals and tapped them lightly.

There was a sound of footsteps behind the door.

The servant leaned forward again, "It's the eldest prince who is here."

The sound behind the door froze, and the Jiangnan charm in the house in the courtyard suddenly seemed to be pressed down. ….

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Even the daily wine and meat were more than the servants of the side.

He didn't say a word, but just strode into the courtyard.

Before Kong Gongjian arrived at the brightly lit and fragrant house, the door of the house had already been opened, and his brother and several brothers who were close to the long-term owner came out one after another.

During the shake, Kong Gongjian could see clearly that there was not only anyone from Yangzhou Mansion in the house.

Red dust wine, beautiful people on the pillow.

"Brother is here."

"The public is here."

Kong Gongjian nodded: "Tonight, the insects are louder, so I walked around, and when I heard that you were all here, I came to take a look."

For the first time, he was caught by the future head of the family, and everyone in the Kong family did not dare to make a sound, but several people made small moves to let Kong Gongjian's younger brother bump him.

Kong Gongjian's younger brother Kong Gongming was a little flustered, clasped his hands together, and lowered his head to his brother: "Brother is inevitable at night, it is better for my brother to accompany my brother to walk around, there are many places in my childhood, I haven't been to them all these years."

This is the distress of the big family, the big house is also big, when I was a child, I wanted to explore all the places, but when I became an adult, I gradually fixed myself in a few places.

Kong Gongming raised his head cautiously, hoping that his brother would leave this place quickly.

Kong Gongjian shook his head: "I'm tired of walking, I don't know if you have tea here."

Kong Gongming was stunned for a moment.

What does this mean by my own brother?

However, Kong Gongming hadn't reacted yet, but several of the Kong family disciples next to him had already woken up, and hurriedly pulled Kong Gongming to the back, and a group of people gathered around Kong Gongjian.

"My brother is here, so naturally I have tea."

"If tea can't quench your thirst, there is some sake from Zhejiang here to rinse your mouth."

At this point, no one can see that Kong Gongjian is deliberately running here.

What are you doing here?

That's for fun, of course.

This is something that can become the headline news of the Confucian Mansion, and everyone flocked to the house with Kong Gongjian.

Turn.

The door of the house was closed, and the door of the courtyard was closed.

The silk bamboo drama sounded again, echoing in this dark night that would obviously become even longer.

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Outside the Confucian Mansion.

The world doesn't know if the night of the thousand-year-old family is also like the common people, whether it is also hugging his wife and children in the same bed. Looking forward to it, looking forward to it, my own life will be better this year.

Under the dark night, five miles away from the wall of the Confucian Mansion.

The officers and soldiers of the Beiping Metropolitan Division, who were supposed to rest at night, failed to take off the robes they had worn for a day, but instead returned to the ravine that was only dug deep into the calf during the day. ….

"The movements are all sharp, don't make fire."

"If we accidentally fall into a spark, we will not die on the battlefield, but we will die in the pit we dug ourselves."

The older flag officer, with a roll of lead in his hand, commanded the young soldiers under his command to dig one pit after another in the originally dug ravines and tunnels.

Once the pit had been dug to a sufficient size, the young soldiers would throw the tightly wrapped gunpowder packets that had been placed aside into the pit.

Then plug in the lead.

When a section of the gully with a distance of 30 zhang was dug out of the deep earth pit and buried in the powder pack.

The soldiers took the long lead from the old flag officer.

With a long lead as the connection, all the powder packets are connected in series.

When all was done, the flag officer led his men to retreat outside the ravine, and left enough long leads in his hands to extend all the way to the wilderness behind him.

The faint light under the night was like a thin wire net scattered on the ground, and the flag officer and the soldiers under his command were already a mile away from the ravines and tunnels dug by the day.

They were half-crouched on the ground, and the flag officers were going

I looked left and right.

In the distant night on both sides, it was the flag officer who led the team next to the army, almost the same as the general situation here, hiding under the dark curtain.

On a dirt slope not far from the camp of the Chinese army, a group of armored soldiers surrounded the place.

At the highest place, Zhang Zhiyuan led a general in the army to stop and look into the distance.

The thousand-year-old inheritance that made the family proud of it was so despicable in Zhang Zhiyuan's heart at the moment. Thousands of years of inheritance, how many pickled and filthy things have happened in this land.

Under the soil slope, there are already golden and heavy crops, but Zhang Zhiyuan only thinks that these crops have sucked up the flesh and blood of the people to grow so strong.

The lieutenant general was a little worried.

At this moment, the actions in the night are already provoking, and even ignoring the influence of the Confucian Mansion in the local and imperial courts.

The rest of the generals are also a little worried, things can be done, but if they are done too much, it will be difficult to finish.

What is about to happen here is well known to everyone present.

There were several officials from thousands of households, gathered from the night around the Confucian Mansion to the dirt slope.

"Back to the General, the gunpowder has been arranged everywhere. Therefore, the southward journey was all a horse barracks, and the gunpowder brought with them was not sufficient, so in order to reserve the amount for the next few nights, there may not be much movement tonight."

Zhang Zhiyuan smiled slightly: "Asking someone to transfer gunpowder to Xuzhou Mansion, the general will not believe it, how hard is the ground in Qufu, can make our army dig trenches!"

As Zhang Zhiyuan's confidant, Tang Keke stood half a step behind the other party.

Tang Keke opened his mouth and echoed, "The power of gunpowder is something that can be resisted by all mud and dust. For the sake of protecting Qufu, the general opened up a ravine with gunpowder, and the weapon was powerful and invincible."

Behind the two of them, the generals of the Beiping Prefecture Yamen could only think silently in their hearts.

What these two people said was good, and their words and deeds were for the peace of the Confucian Mansion and for the peace of Qufu in the rebellious Shandong Province.

But I just don't mention what time it is or what I'm going to do later. ….

Zhang Zhiyuan ordered as usual: "Pass the order, go down, the trenches on all sides, the south, the south, the west, and the west, once in an hour, light the gunpowder bags one by one, and dig the trenches, so as not to delay tomorrow After dawn, our army will clean up the trenches and protect the family of the saints."

The officials of the thousand households were ordered to retreat and go to the trench outside the Confucian Mansion.

When everything was ready, after a whistle sounded in the trench five miles east of the Confucian Mansion, there was movement in the wilderness.

Immediately, like the stars on the silver man, they lit up in the dark wilderness, and the flickering light moved slowly, bursting with spots, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

The light moved from the plain of the wilderness to the edge of the ditch, and jumped down the ravine, leaving only white smoke rising from the bottom of the ravine.

Suddenly, it was like the moment of stagnation, and the heavens and the earth froze.

The flashes of light, in the dark night, resemble the light of the occasional burst of stars in the boundless starry sky.

Immediately after that, the earth's crust began to surge. An invisible force becomes tangible under the manifestation of the earth's crust.

The earth and rocks splashed, and the ground bulged as if it had been inflated.

Gravel sputters like arrows.

Finally, there was a roar that surged through the air like a wave, piercing into people's cochlea.

The loud roar of the roar dragged into a long strip and spread out towards the sides of the ravine.

The fires were shining, the earth and rocks were flying, and the loud noise pierced the night sky, startling the forest birds in the distance, and the watchdogs in the cottage screamed in panic, and the sound of insects was put away.

On the dirt slope, all the veterans who have been in the army for many years have long been accustomed to the explosion of such gunpowder. Even if the earth and rocks were splashed under his feet, no one blinked.

Several of the generals of the Yamen of the Beiping Prefecture, who were originally worried about whether tonight's move would attract slander, also showed eager looks, and seemed to be not satisfied with the movement that disappeared in an instant.

And the army looked around at the Confucian Mansion under guard, and after that huge movement, they began to react. Behind the tall courtyard walls, there was a lot of noise, and the sound of footsteps was particularly clear in the dark night.

Countless lanterns were lit, and the protective courtyard wall was opened, and the light from the inside was illuminated to the outside.

It's just that it seems that without the consent of the owners of the house, no one dares to open the door of the mansion without permission.

For the first time in his life, Kong Gongjian realized the beauty of the beauties in the book, where is the beauty.

I also understand that Liu Sanchang, who I didn't like the most in the past, was so comfortable and chic.

The Yangzhou Mansion on the opposite side played everyone, meeting all Kong Gongjian's ideas about the beauty on paper.

This is not a wife and concubine in his own room, which can be compared.

Kong Gongming and the others had already tacitly withdrawn from the inner room, went to the main house to have a drink, and left the small space in the inner room to the heir of the Confucian Mansion.

The woman from Yangzhou Mansion had her eyes shining in confusion.

The identity of the young man in front of him is known to everyone in the world.

If it's a pillow seat, which Fengyue woman doesn't want to.

Kong Gongjian only felt that the blood was gushing all over his body, his heartbeat was constantly accelerating, and the woman in front of him was smiling and smiling, which completely exceeded his previous understanding of women. ….

Numbness? Propriety? Motionless?

Kong Gongjian recalled the wives and concubines he married under the teaching of Gu Li.

"Childe ......"

When the woman approached, she pinched the white hand of the green jade, and then pinched Kong Gongjian's hand, just calling softly.

Kong Gongjian felt a sudden numbness in the back of his head.

Just as he was about to reach out his other hand, there was a sudden thunderclap that crackled from the top of his head.

The house trembled slightly, and the fine dust accumulated on the yellow sorghum fluttered and swirled down.

The ambiguous and beautiful atmosphere was swept away in an instant.

The woman was already snorting, sat down on the ground, hugged Kong Gongjian's legs with both hands, and looked at Kong Gongjian pitifully with her head up, but her fingers were restlessly exploring upward.

However, Kong Gongjian lost his original interest.

There will be no thunderstorms tonight.

And the roar was obviously coming from outside the house.

Gunpowder.

Officers and soldiers are going to bombard the Kong family!

In an instant, Kong Gongjian envisioned the worst possible direction.

He stood up suddenly, just a flick leg, and the woman was pushed to the corner by Kong Gongjian like a useless utensil.

When Kong Gongjian walked from the inside to the main house, he saw that the door of the house had been opened, and several servants from the front yard had already arrived here, and they were stopped by Kong Gongming and asked about the reason.

When everyone saw Kong Gongjian walking out, they immediately restrained their expressions.

Several servants who rushed over from the front yard were a little surprised, and they saw the eldest prince here.

"The Great Prince."

The servants bowed their heads with their hands tied, looking a little panicked.

Kong Gongjian coughed lightly: "Something happened outside."

"Back to the eldest prince, today the officers and soldiers are digging a trench outside the house, but the trench is wide and long, and the officers and soldiers are not digging deep.

I don't know what kind of madness these people had, where did the traitors from Qufu make them so hurried, and at night they actually used gunpowder to blow up the soil under the trench.

The sharp weapons made by the imperial court have made them all squander them like this, which is really arrogant."

The servants raised by the big family are much more neat and decent in speech and speech than the small families outside.

Kong Gongjian's tense face was slightly relaxed, as long as the officers and soldiers did not blow up the courtyard wall of Kong Mansion with gunpowder, they would still have room for maneuver.

Kong Gongming and the others looked at Kong Gongjian: "Brother, my father must have known about this matter. The officers and soldiers did nothing during the day, but they chose to blow up the soil at this time, and they obviously didn't have a good heart."

A few people on the side nodded their heads again and again in agreement: "Could it be that our Kong family's face is going to be humiliated like this? During the day, the Kong family sent them a cart of wine, meat, grain and grass. It's okay for them, this is when they are full of food and drink, and if they can't sleep, they want our Kong family to not sleep?"

"The Kong family's face can't be lost!"

"They have bullied the Kong family several times, do they want to send their faces up to them and trample on them?"

A few people just agreed, but the more they talked, the more angry they became.

Kong Gongjian didn't want to say useless words in front of these people, but just signaled the servants to open the way in front of him, and he wanted to go outside the mansion to see what the current situation was.

Outside the Confucian Mansion, someone from the Confucian family who could speak called the door.

A few of the people in charge led a group of servants to the east where the officers and soldiers had used gunpowder to blast the earth.

Tang Keke had already led people over at this time.

Far away, it was such a dark night, and Tang Keke could also see the anger and chagrin on the faces of these Kong families.

He walked faster, raised his hand, and began to shout from afar: "But I don't want to disturb your mansion, and I hope to atone for my sins if I have offended."

The Kong family, who didn't wait for the rush over, opened their mouths to vent their anger in their hearts.

Tang Keke said: "It's just that the rebellion in Shandong Province has not been quelled at the moment, and the people in the army like us don't understand anything, so we can only hurry up and dig this trench, and fortunately protect the safety of the saint's family before the traitors arrive."

"You ......" The clansman in charge of the Kong family, who was in charge, raised his hand and pointed at Tang Keke.

Tang Keke immediately interjected loudly: "We are also waiting for the good of your mansion, and I hope that your mansion can understand our good intentions."

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