"King, the right prime minister Kong Qiu is sick."

In the Zide Palace, Qingji, who was busy and idle, was playing Go with Fan Li.

CRRC Fu Lingjiao slid into the door and said a word, which made Qingji stunned for a moment.

"Sick?"

Qingji squinted his eyes and said, "Kong Qiu's body is very tough on weekdays, and there is no serious illness or illness. This is good, early or late, not sick, at this time, what is the reason for getting sick? ”

Fan Li smiled and said, "King, I'm afraid this is Confucius's excuse." ”

"The hunt is imminent, isn't it embarrassing for him to be sick at this time?"

Qingji had issued an edict at the court meeting before.

In this hunt, the ministers, their heirs, and their entourage must wear Hu clothes to participate, and if there are any disobedient people, whether they are sick or shirk their illness, or they do not wear Hu clothes, they will be retracted from their fame and dismissed from office.

Could it be that Kong Qiu thought that Qingji would open up to him and give him special care?

This is impossible.

Kong Qiu and Qingji have been monarchs and ministers for more than 20 years, and it is impossible not to understand Qingji's personality and his consistent style.

Or did Kong Qiu have the heart of retreat, and wanted to use this to coerce Qingji to change his mind and withdraw the order to change his mind?

Not right either!

Wu Guohu is riding and shooting, it is imperative, and this is not something that Kong Qiu or any group can stop.

"I wonder how the king is going to treat Confucius?"

Fan Li asked curiously.

"Kong Qiu is a widow's old minister. Over the years, he has made a lot of contributions to my Wu Guoguo, how can he be mean to him? ”

Qingji smiled, changed his words again, and said: "However, this is by no means a reason for him to disobey the king's order, and the widow does not allow him to rely on the old and sell the old, and be proud of his achievements." ”

"It is imperative for our Wu country to carry out the reform of Hufu cavalry and archery."

"Don't say it's Kong Qiu, even if you Fan Li, as well as Sun Wu and Wu Zixu, dare to block the reform of Hufu cavalry and shooting, the widow will not be spared!"

Qingji's determination is unquestionable.

"The widow gave Confucius one more chance. If he can't cherish it and insists on going against the widow, let him resign and return to his wife! ”

Immediately, Qingji took Fan Li and a group of guards, took a carriage and horse, went out of Xianyang Palace, and went to Kong Qiu's mansion.

As the right prime minister of Wu State, Kong Qiu has a high position and prestige, and this mansion was given to him by Qingji.

After all, Kong Qiu has the legacy of the ancient sages, and he is interested in fame and fortune, and he will never do things that give and receive privately and enrich his own pockets.

Therefore, among the ministers of Wu State, Kong Qiu's life was decent.

It's not poverty, it's not luxury.

Hearing the news that Qingji had visited his house, Kong Qiu was taken aback, and hurriedly lay down on the bed, pretending to be infected with the wind and cold and seriously ill.

Seeing this, Qingji just smiled, waved his hand, and asked the accompanying guards to retreat, leaving only Fan Li to stay in the house with him.

"The King's ......"

Seeing Qingji coming to the edge of the bed, Kong Qiu struggled, hurriedly stood up, pretended to be weak, bowed to Qingji and said, "The minister sees the king, the king is ten thousand years." ”

"Kongqiu, don't be polite. The widow heard that you occasionally felt cold and were bedridden, so he came to visit. ”

"Thank you for your concern."

Kong Qiu sighed very ashamedly and said: "King, the old minister's body is really worse day by day. ”

"The bitter cold in the northwest is not warmer than the climate of the Jiangnan water town where we were before, so this disease is like a mountain, and the minister can't prevent it."

Qingji bowed slightly: "In this case, you should rest well." I don't know what the doctor said? ”

"Returning to the king, the doctor who came to treat the minister prescribed a few pairs of medicines for the minister, and warned the minister, at most a month, at least half a month, I am afraid that it is not convenient for the minister to go out."

As Kong Qiu spoke, he couldn't help but slowly lower his head, not daring to look at Qingji.

Before Qingji could speak, Fan Li, who was standing on the side, smiled and said, "Prime Minister You, I see that you have a good complexion, it doesn't seem to be infected with wind and cold, what you are suffering from should be a heart disease?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Kong Qiu blew his beard and glared: "Imperial Doctor Hugh wants to talk nonsense!" ”

"Where did the old man get his heart disease?"

Fan Li said slowly: "Confucius, the king and I both respect you. It's just that I'm afraid this is not an excuse for you to disobey the king's order and not be able to afford to be sick. ”

"Confucius, you said that you were infected with the wind cold, do you dare to let the imperial doctor in the palace take a look?"

"It just so happens that Bian Que is free. If Bian Que is Confucius, you can see and hear about it, and then prescribe a few pairs of medicines, and you will definitely be able to get rid of the disease as soon as possible. ”

"I ......"

Conciu was speechless for a moment.

If this imperial doctor comes, wouldn't Kong Qiu pretend to be sick?

Fan Li followed and reminded, "Confucius, this crime of bullying the king is not something you can afford. ”

"King!"

Kong Qiu finally couldn't help but get out of bed, knelt on the floor with a "plop", and sighed: "Chen Tuo can't afford to be sick, and he has disturbed the king's holy drive, please punish the king." ”

"Get up."

Qingji helped Kong Qiu up and said meaningfully: "Kong Qiu, the widow knows that you are sick, just to avoid wearing Hu clothes on the hunt. ”

"Why bother?"

Hearing this, Kong Qiu had a sad look on his face, and replied with a sense of concern: "King, the system of clothing is really inconvenient to change. ”

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"The minister also agrees that in the ploughing war, Hufu is indeed more practical than Shenyi."

"However, why doesn't the king just promote Hufu in the army or in the countryside, but also promote it throughout the country?"

"Isn't that insulting?"

"Zhongguo has great etiquette, so it is called summer; There is the beauty of uniforms, which is called Hua. ”

"The uniforms and etiquette are average, if you change them without authorization, the minister is afraid that my Wu Kingdom will deviate from the right path of China and become the likes of Rong Dihu people!"

Obviously, in Kong Qiu's heart, he is still very resistant to the matter of riding and shooting in Hufu.

At least resist the whole country to promote Hufu cavalry shooting.

Qingji came this time to persuade Kong Qiu, how could he not be prepared?

"Kong Qiu, you are a famous man in the world, a generation of wise men, why haven't you understood the good intentions of the widow until now?"

Qingji sighed and said: "Xi Hufu, ask for convenience." This is indeed the original intention of the Hufu cavalry reform, but it is by no means the fundamental purpose of the widow. ”

"Clothing has the ability to protect against the cold and keep warm, cover shame, show beauty, and also have a sign of identity."

"That's a sign of everyone's status, and it's also a sign of the identity of different ethnic groups in Yixia."

"The widow wants to implement Hufu riding and shooting, in order to break the national boundaries of clothing, weaken the identity boundaries, and greatly reduce the difference between the costumes of the monarch and the ministers, the officials and the people."

"Let the Hu people better return to Huaxia and Wu, regardless of each other."

“……”

It was only at this time that Kong Qiu suddenly woke up and understood Qingji's good intentions!