Chapter 70: Confucius's lecture on Confucianism has officially begun, and the dynasty is full of distinguished guests!
In the Little Sage Village, guests from all walks of life gathered.
After all, Confucius is a court that has been inherited for thousands of years, and there have been five saints in its history!
There are still a lot of martial arts forces that have dealings with them.
Kong Sheng, the master of Kongmen, made such a big move, and tried his best to make Kongmen gain momentum.
Those who are attached to the shadow of Confucius and thrive in the small sects have also come a lot.
Even those big factions that caused a sensation in the martial arts sent their own representatives to see the excitement because of the fireworks of this Confucianism.
Not to mention those small sects, they are all directly present.
But even so, the heads of those small sects and factions will definitely not be greeted by Kong Sheng in person.
Directly by the disciples of Confucius, led to sit in the hall.
And the heads of these small sects didn't feel anything wrong.
After all, his own identity is here, and the sect still has to rely on Confucius to survive.
It's too late to tie up the hole door, how can you come to dismantle the hole door on such a critical day?
For a while, the periphery of the hall was full of people at the helm of small sect forces from all over the world!
Their identities are also roughly the same, and the heads of these small forces can't help but talk to each other here.
"Huh! Zhang Laosan, the big boss of the Haisha Gang, I didn't expect even you to come to Xiaoshengxian Village. ”
"What? Is there still a harvest in your recent shipping business? ”
A man with a full beard and a steel knife straddling his waist said to the strong man beside him.
That strong man was Zhang Laosan, the leader of the Haisha Gang, and the beard on his face was obviously cleaned up.
The pores of the freshly shaved beard are still dotted on the rough face.
It's just that now it seems that it doesn't match his fierce temperament.
Zhang Laosan, the big boss of the Haisha Gang, turned around, and saw that he was still an acquaintance, so he hurriedly said:
"Isn't this the chief dart head of the Fulin Dart Bureau, He Lao Liu, such a big feast in Kongmen, how can my Haisha Gang not come to cheer?"
"Brother, you don't know that the thousands of mouths in my gang are all counting on Kong Men to eat!"
Hearing this, He Laoliu, the head of the Fulin Dart Bureau, nodded with the same feeling, and said:
"Who says it's not, the power of Confucius is an unrivaled existence in the entire Qilu."
"The operation of my dart game also has to look at the face of the dot hole"
"Don't talk about that, everyone who is arranged here estimates that the situation is similar."
"Either rely on the snort of the hole, or come to curry favor with the hole. A role like ours deserves to be arranged here. ”
He Lao Liu, the head of the Fulin Dart Bureau, is very self-aware.
But although the words were frank, the discouragement was overflowing.
The small sect that was arranged here, although he just wanted to be familiar with his face in front of Kongmen.
But who wouldn't want a little more attention.
However, for the livelihood of his own forces, even if he is coldly treated, he has to grit his teeth and stand up.
If you want to be noble before men, you will suffer after others!
Besides, what are the ones who are arranged to sit on the periphery of the main hall?
No one is more noble than the other.
"I said brother, it's good that we can be arranged here!"
"If it weren't for the fact that Kong Men was so generous this time, he would need someone to fill the scene."
"In normal times, where did we enter the main altar of this hole!"
Zhang Laosan, the big boss of the Haisha Gang, said to He Laoliu.
After hearing this, He Lao Liu nodded.
If it weren't for the Confucianism of Kong Sheng, the master of Confucius, who opened the door this time, a small force like them would really not be qualified to enter the threshold of the small sage village on weekdays.
At this time, big names entered one after another, and Kong Sheng, who was dressed up, also began to greet him in person.
Of course, those big people will naturally not sit on the periphery of the main hall.
Although the name of the little sage village has a small word.
However, as the ancestral garden of the Confucian Gate, its architectural scope is naturally not small.
In particular, some time ago, a lot of buildings were destroyed by the Confucian saints with great magical powers.
In order to sweep away the decline, Kong Sheng also deliberately expanded the small sage village.
Those big names were all led to the inner hall by Kong Sheng himself.
He Lao Liu's eyes widened, and through the gap in the crowd, he looked at a big man who he couldn't see on weekdays.
I was so excited that I pulled Zhang Laosan next to me and said excitedly:
"I said, brother, look! It seems to be someone from Emperor Wu City! ”
"Good guys, the people of Longhu Mountain, Qingcheng Mountain, and Zhishouguan, the biggest forces in these rivers and lakes, have all sent people!"
"It's a hole! The face is big enough! The lord of Confucius opened the altar to discuss Confucianism, and there were so many big people who admired their faces! ”
"It's really worthy of a thousand-year-old Taoist system!"
Zhang Laosan looked at the excited He Laoliu a little speechlessly, I really don't know how this person manages the dart game on weekdays.
With this concentration, it is his fate that the dart game does not collapse.
Zhang Laosan signaled He Laoliu not to be too excited, and said to him:
"Brother, these are nothing, I have gossip!"
"It's not just these martial arts greats who have sent people, but the current dynasties have all sent important ministers of the court to participate in this grand event!"
After He Lao Liu heard this, a pair of eyes widened!
looked at Zhang Laosan with a sluggish face, the other party's Haisha Gang has been running this Cao Yun business.
Some information, known quickly, he understands.
But this is only an opening of the altar after all, and if it is said that the current dynasty that can be introduced will also participate.
He Lao Liu was a little unconvinced.
After all, no matter how powerful Confucius is, it may not make the current dynasties give him face.
Just when He Lao Liu was about to refute it.
There was a Confucian disciple on the other side of the gate, and he preached loudly: "Ming Dynasty, Iron Courage Shenhou, here!" ”
Then, a middle-aged man with a majestic face and a tall figure entered.
He was followed by three people, one armed with an Oriental sword and the other with a sword.
There is also a woman dressed as a man, such as a turbid son.
And Kong Sheng, the master of the Confucian Gate, heard this rumor and hurriedly came to the gate in person.
"God is waiting to come to my little sage village, it is to let me be a hole and shine!"
Kong Sheng's face was full of warm smiles.
After some politeness, the Iron Courage Shenhou and his party were led to the inner hall.
And He Lao Liu, who was in the outer corner of the main hall, was now numb.
looked at Zhang Laosan next to him, speechless.
After a long time, he was able to say:
"Brother, you're really well-informed!"
"I didn't expect that Kong Men really had such a big face, and he could make several major dynasties in the world send people over."
After Zhang Laosan heard this, the corners of his mouth had a hint of pride.
Subsequently, there was a gentle attachment to Zhang Laosan's ear and said softly:
"Humph! Brother, you don't know what's going on! ”
"Are you really here to save face for Kong Men?"
He Laoliu was stunned, looking at Zhang Laosan's pretending to be mysterious.
Hurriedly urged the other party to continue.
Zhang Laosan hung his appetite for a while, and then explained:
"Let me tell you, the academy is the final finale!"
"And this time, the Confucian and Taoist sage who sits in the academy is likely to be there in person!"
"Wait, a big show is just starting now!"
(End of chapter)