As a result, before they could get the opportunity to meet Zhu Xiang, they heard that Zhu Xiang used his sword to destroy the gods, pacify the chaos of the gods in Chudi, and establish a perfect official sacrifice system.

The Confucian disciples immediately put on the high Chu crown, and without waiting, they immediately came to see Zhu Xiang, hoping to follow Zhu Xiang.

Zhou rites were an introductory course for Confucian disciples, and all Confucian disciples recognized the official sacrifices of the Zhou Dynasty.

Chu is a place where ghost and god culture flourishes, and there is a big gap between the sacrificial culture and the Zhou rites, and the Confucian disciples of Southern Chu have long been dissatisfied in their hearts, but they are helpless.

Now they have a sense of refuge that they have a backer and are about to raise their eyebrows.

Have you finally waited for this day?

When they heard that their ancestor followed one of the seventy-two sages, he was a god who blocked and killed the god. It's a pity that their education is not at home.

Zhu Xiang's reputation is almost the same as that of the ancestor they have heard of it.

Before they met Zhu Xiang, they painted many personable pictures for Zhu Xiang in their minds.

When they got the opportunity to meet Zhu Xiang, Zhu Xiang was squatting in the field.

Next to Zhu Xiang, there was also a fat doll wearing fine linen clothes, squatting with Zhu Xiang.

After seeing someone coming, Zhu Xiang said, "Wait, I'll finish it in a few bites." ”

The fat doll glanced at them with a majestic gaze and picked up the bowl tons and tons.

The two of them are now eating sauerkraut noodles.

The weather in the south is most suitable for fermenting sauerkraut, and Yunmengze is also rich in a variety of green vegetables. Zhu Xiang pickled the shepherd's cabbage and kohlrabi with rice water, well salt, pepper and chili, and when he felt tired today, he fished out the sauerkraut from the jar, chopped it and stir-fried it with lard, poured water and ate it with noodles.

The sauerkraut noodles are sour and delicious, which makes the uncle and nephew who have little appetite have a great appetite, and after eating, they can not only replenish the lost salt, but even the heat in the body rises with the sweat, and they feel happy.

"Hungry? Would you like to eat a bowl? Zhu Xiang asked.

A very neatly dressed Confucian disciple of Southern Chu: "......"

If it were someone else, they would have reprimanded him for his inappropriate manners. But in front of them was the world-famous Zhu Xianggong, and they really didn't know how to answer.

Ying Xiaozheng stretched out his hand: "They don't eat, give me another bowl." ”

"Eat it in the evening." Zhu Xiang said, "It's enough to pad your stomach in the middle of the afternoon." ”

Ying Xiaozheng stretched out his hand persistently: "Another bowl." ”

Zhu Xiang retreated, and gave Ying Xiaozheng a small half bowl of noodles: "You really don't eat it?" ”

The Confucian disciples of Southern Chu were caught in a war between heaven and man.

According to etiquette, they should not eat. But this is a delicacy made by Zhu Xianggong himself, it smells and looks delicious, and they are indeed greedy.

Zhu Xiang saw their expressions and said with a smile: "That's it, you probably can't squat here and eat like me." I invite you again tomorrow. ”

"I—I'll have a bowl!" A big man couldn't help but say, "When we are in a hurry, do we have less time to squat on the side of the road to eat?" ”

The other companions despised this fellow disciple one after another, and then showed embarrassed expressions at Zhu Xiang.

Ying Xiaozheng scoffed. You can eat it if you want to, what to pretend? Tons and tons of tons.

Seeing this, Zhu Xiang asked people to take out all the noodles and gave them a full pot for them to share by themselves.

The Confucian disciples were immediately alarmed.

Sharing the rice is about the same as sacrificial meat, this is the test of their knowledge!

They quickly selected the most learned person to serve as the person who divided the noodles, distributed the noodles in an orderly manner, and then looked at Zhu Xiang with dog eyes.

Zhu Xiang: "? ”

Although he didn't know why he was so serious in parting faces, he could understand the expressions of this group of students, and cooperated: "Very well done." ”

The Confucian disciples of Southern Chu smiled as if they were drunk.

Ying Xiaozheng shook his head, sighed, picked up the noodles and continued to snort.

Lard sauerkraut noodles are so delicious, the more you eat them, the more appetizing they become.

After everyone finished eating, Zhu Xiang gave them coarse tea to rinse their mouths, and then laid a straw mat with hay under the shade of the tree, let everyone sit down, and listen to everyone's questions.

Ying Xiaozheng, who was full, lay on Zhu Xiang's knees and soon fell asleep.

Zhu Xiang poked the cheeks of his fat nephew, and when he was full, he was sleepy, you are not the first emperor cub, you are a pig cub.

"Zhu Xianggong, you, are you really Zhu Xianggong?" The leader asked.

Zhu Xiang smiled: "Don't you look at me like an old farmer, not like a Confucian?" Don't forget, I'm a farmer. ”

The leader embarrassedly brushed the tie of the crown and said, "No, it's not...... I ......"

Zhu Xiang said: "The seventy-two sages of Confucius have different identities and different habits, so Confucius scolded his disciples all over again." ”

Zhu Xiang winked at them and said, "But according to the Analects, most of the disciples who were scolded by Confucius did not change their teachings, and they still looked like that. ”

The Confucian disciples of Southern Chu were stunned.

They immediately lowered their heads and pondered the records of the seventy-two sages of Confucius in the Confucian classics, and then they were embarrassed to find that what Zhu Xianggong said was actually correct.

Confucius scolded his disciples for any stinky problems, and disciples were generally like that until they died. Although Confucius is a teacher, his disciples also have their own persistence and temperament, although they will not contradict each other, but they are also sincere in admitting their mistakes and not changing their teachings.

"If I had taken Confucius as my teacher, Confucius would probably have scolded me every day for not wearing good clothes, but it is more likely that Confucius didn't care what I was wearing." Zhu Xiang said, "As long as I do what Confucius said about benevolence, then Confucius will recognize me as a disciple." You see, the seventy-two sages of Confucius were scolded so badly by Confucius, and Confucius did not expel them. ”

Zhu Xiang said proudly: "So Xunzi will not disown me as a disciple." ”

The Confucian disciples of Southern Chu had a very complicated mood.

This Zhu Xianggong is completely different from what they imagined, which is like a great sage, but like theirs...... Brother?

They looked at Zhu Xiang's face.

Although Zhu Xiang's hair was as white as snow (even though they had never seen snow), his face was very young. They thought about Zhu Xiang's rumors again, and Zhu Xiang seemed to be ...... It seems to be their peers.

No, Zhu Xianggong is younger than most of us. The disciples of the Southern Chu Confucian Sect suddenly realized this.

They can travel and travel, and they are basically crowned, and most of them are approaching the age of standing. Although Zhu Xiang is very famous, he doesn't seem to be very old.

When they realized this, they had a feeling that they had lived in vain.

Is this a sage?

After seeing that this group of Southern Chu Confucian disciples was no longer restrained, Zhu Xiang asked again what they wanted to teach.

The Confucian disciples of Southern Chu, who found Zhu Xianggong amiable, asked Zhu Xiang for advice in turn according to their age.

From Confucian classics, to historical allusions, to today's national policy of the Seven Kingdoms, as well as Zhu Xiang's own experience, and the current matter of destroying gods, they have too many questions to ask Zhu Xiang.

Zhu Xiang replied one by one.

When Ying Xiaozheng woke up, his small fist rubbed his eyes and yawned big, Zhu Xiang held the bamboo tube, drinking water, and was still replying.

The sun is already setting in the west.

The waiters lit incense to repel mosquitoes. Smoke curled up, entangling Zhu Xiang and the surrounding Southern Chu Confucian disciples.

Ying Xiaozheng still thought that he was still dreaming.

He rubbed his eyes with his small fist again, but was stopped by Zhu Xiang.

"Don't rub it with your hands." Zhu Xiang took out a handkerchief and dipped it in some water to wash Ying Xiaozheng's face.

Ying Xiaozheng raised his head and closed his eyes to ask Zhu Xiang to help.

Zhu Xiang tidied up the loose long-sleeved linen clothes for Ying Xiaozheng and smoothed his hair.

Although the cotton cloth is soft, it is cooler to wear fine linen clothes in summer.

"It's getting late, let's go back first." Zhu Xiang stopped preaching today, "I will stay here for a long time, not this day." ”

The Confucian disciples respectfully saluted Zhu Xiang.

At this moment, they will no longer doubt Zhu Xiang Daxian's identity. They were proud to have the opportunity to listen to Zhu Xiang's teachings.

After that, the image of the ancestor enshrined by the Confucian Sect of Southern Chu is not only the seventy-two sages of Confucius, but also the current Zhu Xianggong.

As for Xunzi, →_→.

Zhu Xiang returned to the courtyard where he temporarily lived and arranged for the disciples of the Southern Chu Confucian Sect to live near the disciples of the Xianyang Academy Palace that he had brought.

Because of laziness, Ying Xiaozheng, who was carried home by Zhu Xiang, smiled: "Uncle, will they fight tonight?" ”

Zhu Xiang said: "No? ”

Ying Xiaozheng said: "There will definitely be a quarrel!" ”

Zhu Xiang smiled: "This is for sure." ”

Not to mention that the students of Xianyang Academy are taught by different schools, even if they are all from the same Confucian sect, they will definitely quarrel.

I only hope that they will not draw their swords and start a fight, otherwise he will come forward to punish this group of people for their labor.

"The Confucian disciples of Southern Chu are more free and easy than the Confucian disciples of the North." Zhu Xiang said, "Maybe it's because they live with Nanban." ”

Ying Xiaozheng slipped off Zhu Xiang's back, yawned and said, "Uncle, what is free?" You just say that it seems to be more courageous, isn't it? Confucian disciples and Nanban who don't know etiquette live together, and it is estimated that there are many fights. ”

Zhu Xiang pinched Ying Xiaozheng's nose: "What kind of fight, that's called persuasion." ”

Ying Xiaozheng gave his uncle a very impolite look. Persuasion with swords and fists is also called persuasion, and persuasion is not such an inconvenient thing, is it?

The Confucians I met in my dream were all fake and serious, not as interesting as the Confucians around Xunzi?

Ying Xiaozheng yawned again: "Uncle, I'm hungry again." ”

"Zheng'er is worthy of growing her body, and she is hungry so fast." Zhu Xiang touched Ying Xiaozheng's belly, and it was indeed deflated again. He shook his head and went to cook for his fat nephew, who was half a child who ate his poor uncle.

The Confucian disciples of Southern Chu visited Zhu Xiang, which really triggered a chaotic debate with the disciples of the Xianyang Academy.

According to a report from the scene by Meng Wu, who has a lively must-see, the place where the disciples of the Xuegong and the disciples of the Confucian Sect of Southern Chu were dancing swords and archery, and the scene became intense.

Meng Wu: "I see that they can become brave generals one by one when they enter the barracks." ”

Zhu Xiang supported his forehead.

However, after several polemics, the disciples of the Confucian Sect of Southern Chu claimed to have accepted the teachings of Zhu Xianggong and were also considered disciples of the Xianyang Academy, and merged with the students of the Xianyang Academy.

When they knew that Zhu Xiang had stayed here to help the peasants reclaim the famine, these Confucian disciples immediately took off their towering Chu crown and wide Chu robes, wrapped their hair in turbans, changed them into narrow sleeves and short brown, and walked the fields with the disciples of the Xue Palace.

Zhu Xiang was very surprised.

The Confucian disciples of Nanchu said with a smile: "Persuading cultivation and weaving is also part of education. When the first master of Tangtai led 300 disciples to travel to Southern Chu, in addition to lecturing, he also had to persuade people to be diligent in farming. ”