Chapter 252: Kong Rong
Although Confucius was a Confucian sage, Confucianism was not the Confucianism of Confucius alone.
There was a flash of electric light in Yu Qi's eyes: "Confucianism is an artifact for spreading ideas and emancipating the minds of the people in the world, not a tool for some people." β
"Kong Qiu's one hundred and eight disciples will definitely not settle down in the future, and they will make profits for the family in the name of the artifact!" Yu Qi slowly sat down cross-legged: "Cultivation is the foundation!"
"As long as I refine the Ancient Transformation, even if the saint comes, I dare to compete with it. As for whether you can beat it or not, it's two different things!" Yu Qi began to comprehend the Taigu Change, and the Taigu Transformation could indeed bring him a qualitative improvement. With the power to influence the general trend of the world!
Yu Qi retreated, wanting to comprehend the ancient changes, and at this time the world was already surging.
First of all, when the king of the dynasty pardoned Kong Qiu and gave him a fief of the Confucian family, the Confucian family was passed down from generation to generation and transcended.
Secondly, the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism faced the domineering Confucianism, but they were miserable, but they did not dare to make big moves.
The Confucian family
Zu Yi came to a bamboo forest with his hands behind his back, rubbed a human skin mask from his sleeve and pasted it on his face, his eyes showed a gleam, and he walked towards the small building in the bamboo forest in the distance.
Bamboo grove building
Kong Rong sat in the courtyard, reciting the Holy Dao articles in the air, and his eyes showed a look of thought.
"Childe is a good writer" A laugh sounded, and an old man in a Taoist robe came to the outside of Kong Rong Courtyard at some point, looking at him from the wall.
"Who is the gentleman?" Kong Rong looked at the head outside the courtyard, revealing a hint of curiosity.
He is the son of the Confucian family, and does not live in the Confucian family, but lives alone in this small building outside the city, away from the world, and learns.
"The poor road is the three mountain road qi practitioner Zu Yi, passing by here before, I saw a Haoran righteousness rising into the sky, I think there must be a Confucian Confucian, here to ask for teaching!" Zu Yi smiled and said: "I just saw that my son was fascinated by reading, and I didn't dare to disturb it, so I waited outside the courtyard." Unexpectedly, I heard that Childe had read to the highlights, and I couldn't help myself for a while, so please don't blame Childe. β
Looking at the long-bodied jade faΓ§ade like a crown of jade, the whole body is full of righteousness, it seems that there is Haoran righteousness in every pore escaping, compared to the great Confucianism that has accumulated for many years, I am afraid that it is not the same.
Sure enough, it is worthy of being the seed of the future carefully cultivated by the Confucian family!
"Sir also admires my Confucian knowledge?" Kong Rong said curiously.
"Confucianism is a doctrine of sages, who doesn't admire it?" Zu Yi said with a smile.
"Sir, please come in, you might as well be admitted to the hospital!" Kong Rong is only fourteen years old this year, with a hair bag wrapped around his head, and his temperament is gentle and elegant.
"Hahaha, I can get the invitation of my son, and I am flattered by Poor Dao!" Zu Yi entered the courtyard, exchanged a few polite words with Kong Rong, and then began to ask questions.
With his realm of congenial power, it is not easy to fool Kong Rong?
Within a few days, he was already familiar with Kong Rong, and the two had become confidants and became Mo Zhi.
"Childe, I don't know what to say about this sentence 'the way is not good, I float in the sea'?" On this day, I heard Zu Yi holding the scroll, looking at Kong Rong with a pair of eyes, and there was a hint of longing in his eyes.
"This ......" Looking at the words on the book, Kong Rong's brows furrowed, and he thought about it seriously for a long time, but he didn't know what to understand.
"Gongzi is the pillar of the Confucian family after Kong Sheng, and he will inherit the great cause of the Confucian family in the future, Gongzi must not tell me, won't this sentence be?" Zu Yi looked at Kong Rong, and his words were full of surprise.
For some reason, these words fell in Kong Rong's ears, but they were a little painful, his whole body was hot, and his face was red and ashamed: "Don't hide it, sir, this is a newly cast classic by Kong Sheng, and he has never been annotated by Kong Sheng, and the kid is shallow in virtue and can't understand the true meaning." β
In the end, he is a fourteen-year-old boy, even if he is cultivating himself, but he has lost his normal heart without going through the world, and under the praise and killing of Zu Yi, the old fox.
In the past few days, Zu Yi has been mysteriously touting Kong Rong, so that this young man's heart has been a little shaken, and he has touted Kong Sheng's second. Today, I suddenly couldn't solve my knowledge, and I felt ashamed.
"No wonder Confucius Sheng's newly forged knowledge! What kind of realm Kong Sheng is, it is normal for the son to be unable to solve it. You need to know how old Gongzi is, and it is already quite difficult to compare with those great Confucians who have practiced for decades!" Zu Yi's eyes rolled: "It's just that I don't know, Gongzi is the grandson of Confucius, why don't you enter the court song and listen to Confucius's teachings in person? Follow Confucius Sheng's side day and night to listen to the sermons? If you can get Confucius's personal teaching, with Gongzi's qualifications, I am afraid that he will be expected to be a saint." In the future, it may not be possible to be the second Confucian saint, and Confucianism will produce another saint. β
Hearing this, Kong Rong said with a sad face: "The ancestor has become holy, and someone from my Kong family did go to congratulate him, but he was driven back by the ancestor, saying that he was waiting for the decree in his hometown. β
Why didn't he want to hear Confucius preach?
That's a saint's sermon, who wouldn't want to hear it?
"Hehe, it's a big fallacy in the world! 100,000 Confucian students in the world are like listening to the sage in the Jixia School Palace, and Gongzi is the grandson of Kong Shengdi, but he is trapped in a corner, isn't this a big fallacy?" In terms of talent and learning, Confucianism in the world is not as good as that of a son. In terms of intimacy, the son is the bloodline of the saint. It's just unreasonable! It's unreasonable, and Childe is not as good as a group of outsiders!"
Kong Rongyan's face turned ugly when he heard this: "But the ancestor arranged it, and there may be other deep meanings." β
People are selfish, and when it comes to the conflict of interests, especially the interests of the individual, even the saints cannot stay out of it.
If Kong Sheng is not fighting, if he has no selfish intentions, why should he establish the Jixia School Palace?
Why preach to the world?
In the final analysis, opening up people's wisdom is also a kind of competition!
The saints fight!
"Hehe, I'm afraid Gongzi doesn't know, there is a villain around Kong Sheng, and Kong Sheng has been bewitched by the villain!" Zu Yi smiled lightly.
"What do you mean, sir?
"Childe doesn't know, it's right, you have studied hard for ten years again, and you don't know the things in the outside world, but you don't know the boiling things in the capital!" Zu Yi added fuel and vinegar at this time to say that Yu Qi sold Confucian gold leaves, sold Confucian classics, and sold the number of Confucian disciples.
not only said that Yu Qi was heinous, greedy for money and lustful, but also said that he was a villain who bewitched Kong Sheng.
"The people of the Confucian family can't enter Beijing and always accompany the saint, I'm afraid that it has something to do with this person! It must be this person who is in the way!" Zu Yi looked at Kong Rong, whose eyes were red with anger erupting, and slowly came up with a finishing touch.
"Bang!"
A bamboo wood burst open, and Kong Rong's palm exploded a bamboo hammer beside him: "Grandfather is confused! Grandfather is confused! He is a saint, how can he be confused by a villain! Confused!
"I'm going to Beijing and face my grandfather, I'm going to debunk this villain for my grandfather!" Kong Rong was furious.
"That Yu Qi is the number one traitor in heaven and earth, instigating Kong Sheng's flesh and blood to separate, it is a great crime. I hit it off with my son, and thanks to my son's teaching, I will accompany my son today, and I will definitely seek justice for the Kong family!" Zu Yi slapped his thigh and said.
Relying on Zu Yi's Taoism, it is naturally a simple matter to hide from the people of the Kong family and bring Kong Rong to Shangjing.
He even used his magic powers to make a puppet in the small courtyard and read in the courtyard instead of Kong Rong.
And whether it is Yu Qi or Kong Qiu, they don't know all these things. Even in the Qilu Dinuo Great Confucius Family, no one noticed the abnormality.
The people of the Kong family are careless!
Who would have thought that with Kong Sheng in charge, someone would dare to touch the tiger whiskers of the Kong family?
In this world, there are still many people who are not afraid of death.
Upper capital
Water Pavilion Villa
Yu Qi sat lazily on the recliner, looking at the three people who were meditating and cultivating, the innate aura around his body escaped, and slowly returned to heaven and earth.
The poisonous dragon lay quietly at Yu Qi's feet, greedily swallowing the innate aura between heaven and earth, and emitting a comfortable roar from time to time.
Yu Qi held the whip of the gods, constantly refining the prohibitions in the whip, and lay lazily like that.
"It's too ancient to change, it's difficult! I haven't found the way so far!" Yu Qi showed a touch of contemplation, he had eaten all the innate spiritual things, but unfortunately his body still hadn't changed in any way.
"Brother Xian is comfortable" A laugh sounded, and the eldest brother came to Yu Qi's side at some point, leaning on the big tree, holding two jars of wine in his hands.
"Hey, big man! No, no, no...... It's Brother Wang!" Yu Qi saw that the wronged boss was coming, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, revealing a touch of joy.
No matter how much the wronged boss comes, he will have a bumper harvest.
"I'm idle today, I'm here to meet my brothers!" Zixin looked at Yu Qi, seeing that his body was extremely restrained, as well as the innate qi diffused in the mountains, and the mountain grass and trees that had opened up spirituality, he couldn't help but nod secretly.
Yu Qi's strength has exceeded his expectations.
"Brother Tai still lacks spiritual objects?" Zixin put down the wine jar.
"The more the merrier, it's difficult to practice!" Yu Qi said bitterly.
"I have dozens of heaven and earth spiritual objects here, you can use them!" Zixin smiled and handed over the Qiankun bag.
Yu Qi was not polite, took the Qiankun bag, and casually transferred the innate spirit object to his own rune space, but he was suddenly stunned. Carefully looking at the innate spiritual objects in it, every piece of heaven and earth spiritual objects this time was enough to be worth the ten pieces last time.
"This is a treasure in my family's treasury, not comparable to those ordinary spiritual objects!" Zi Xin noticed Yu Qi's gaze and smiled.
"Thank you!" Yu Qi was not polite, but returned the Qiankun bag to Zixin: "If the brother has something difficult in the future, just say hello." The saint dare not say that nine out of ten monks in this world are not my opponents. β
"Okay!" Zixin picked up the wine jar: "Let's have a drink." β
The two of them drank it all, and at this time, Zixin looked at Yu Qi with a pair of eyes: "For some reason, the first time I saw my brother, I felt like I was at home at first sight." I can't help but want to get close to my brother. β