Chapter 571 Give You A Name

The young man was driving the ox cart, and the old ox walked obediently, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

He chased after him as quickly as clouds and mist were born under his feet.

Zilu looked at the front with some worry, raised his sword and asked, "That kid named Jue is quite miraculous, and he comes and goes like the wind, so let him go alone, okay?" The master sat down again and smiled. Let him sit down too, and said, "It's okay."

"Who else can catch up with him?"

"Even if I can keep up with the child with my feet, I can't make her turn back."

The lenient and gentle god will look away and apologize: "I'm sorry, she hasn't seen a stranger for a long time, and she has stayed on the mountain for too long. If I offend, I still look at Haihan."

"Please allow us to find the empress."

The master smiled and nodded.

Then he continued with the unfinished meal, waiting for the arrival of the real guest by the way, but soon, the one who arrived again was not the expected guest, but another tall man, wearing ordinary cloth clothes, but revealed a A brave spirit.

As soon as he came over, he said angrily: "Where is Jue?!"

Just as the master was about to speak, the man punched his desk.

Part of the food was spilled.

Zilu frowned.

The master explained the reason gently and politely, and said: "Qiu has sent his disciples to search for it, Your Excellency, please be patient, but now Qiu's disciples have found the child and are bringing it back..."

The god gradually eased his aura, and immediately remembered his purpose of coming here, and turned angrily: "I don't care about these!"

"It was you who surprised Jue?"

"My Kunlun face, old man, how dare you do this?!"

He punched down again, his hair was frizzy, and he wanted to teach the old man in front of him a lesson.

But for some reason, the fist that was aimed at the old man hit the table.

Food spilled.

The gentle expression on the Master's face gradually calmed down.

The opponent's hostility was already very clear, and Zilu also stood up.

Ji Wenzi thought twice before acting. The son heard it, and said: "Furthermore, this is all right."

If you encounter something, you can return it once as a courtesy, do you need to return it a second time?

unnecessary.

How to deal with it?

Repay kindness with kindness, and repay grievances with straightness.

The general looked at his opponent with a sneer, and looked around. Except for an old man, some looked like a coachman, some looked like a scholar, some looked like a farmer, some looked like a businessman, and some looked like a family official. A bunch of crooked melons and jujubes dare to fight the gods? !

He saluted arrogantly, and said: "Heard your name, today, why teach me?"

………………

When the bullock cart drove back again, the young man whose appearance had not changed for a long time was told: "You are now a senior senior brother, come and get acquainted, this is the new disciple."

Zilu grinned and pointed at the tall man with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"Come on, call me Junior Brother."

The man, or rather the Kunlun Martial God, is sitting there doubting life.

What did he see just now? !

The gang of coachmen, money managers, scholars, and guys who look like farmers.

Why is it so cruel?

When a group of people came up with a grinning grin, he recalled the feeling of falling stars from the sky. This was not an illusion, because soon, a fist the size of a casserole in the physical sense hit the socket of his left eye.

Farmer Fan Xu is helping to treat his injuries.

"Are you farming?"

"Ah, yes."

"Then why are you so good at fighting?"

"No, I can't fight."

He once asked his master three times what is benevolence, and because of his own state of cultivation, he got three different answers. The simple and honest man who asked his master many times how to farm the land took it for granted: "I can't fight at all, but under the teacher's teaching , I only have a rough understanding of the six arts."

His expression is simple and honest.

It looks like a farmer, and it is indeed a farmer.

There are two factions of farmers in later generations, one faction claims that they have obtained the power of Shennong.

The other school is to express the thought of emphasizing agriculture and crops.

The second faction was almost directly influenced by him.

And this rather simple and honest man once acted as a vanguard general in the battle of Qi State against Lu.

Leading the left division directly rubbed off the Qi army.

Even the Duke of Lu was amazed and asked you, why are you so good at fighting?

Answer: As taught by the Master.

God twitched the corner of his mouth.

He looked at the man next to him who looked very shrewd and knew how to manage accounts.

Ran Qiu, who was considered by the master to be able to manage the finances of the country of a thousand chariots, replied with a smile:

"I can't fight either."

Also in the battle against Lu in the Qi State, he led the infantry to charge with spears and defeated the Qi army, and as a civil servant in charge of finances, he directly took the lead in the charge. Long's scholar wiped his sword, regretfully saying:

"It's just the level that Confucian scholars of my generation should have."

"The teacher always thinks that I am not enough, Chang Baowu."

The young man named Zeng Shen said: "It's nothing, it's far worse than senior brother."

There is an allusion of Zengzi killing people.

Although it is just a rumor, it is actually saying that people's words are terrible, but even a loving mother jumped over the wall and ran away. There is no doubt that although it was a misunderstanding, it also means that his mother is quite sure that her son has the ability to survive in the street after killing people. The sturdy combat power that escaped under the encirclement and suppression of chasing soldiers.

Duanmuci, who looked like a merchant but moved between Qi, Wu, Yue, and Jin, and was in the prime ministership of Peilu and Wei, and then resigned to do business between Cao and Lu, thought about something, and said casually: ? The gift is nothing more than some six arts taught by the teacher to strengthen the body, nothing more."

Only Zilu who raised his eyebrows grinned and said triumphantly, "I, I can indeed fight."

In this era when the Age of Gods was approaching the end, Zilu left behind many rumors.

For example, Zilu kills a tiger.

Confucius tried to swim in the mountains, sent Zilu to fetch water, met tigers in the water, fought with them, and won them.

It means that when Zilu fetched water, he met a tiger.

Zilu pulled the tiger by the tail and killed it.

Basically, there is only one posture for a person to pull a tiger by its tail and try to kill it.

In short, the Tiger of the Age of Gods died miserably.

The problem is that after killing the tiger, Zilu patted his clothes and went back with water.

The god general covered his eyes, and couldn't figure out why there were so many fierce and fierce beings in the world. Each of these accompanying disciples was slightly stronger than himself, but they used heavy and generous swords in close combat. , The long-distance shooting technique is very strong, and there are almost no weaknesses.

This is not surprising, after all, the archery skills of these disciples are directly inherited from the master.

Five standards, Baiya, Shenlian, Yanzhu, Xiangchi, and Jingyi.

Among them, the white arrow requires the arrow to penetrate the target, and the head of the arrow must be white, which means that the strength is sufficient.

The second requirement is to participate in the company, put one arrow in front, and the next three arrows go in succession, and the arrows belong to each other.

Not to mention others.

"Master believes that a scholar must have a strong body so that he can think. Except for Jae Yu, his health is very poor and he needs to sleep during the day. The Master can only sigh that a rotten wood cannot be carved. The body is like wood, Jae Yu Yu's body is already like rotten wood, even a person like Master can't carve and criticize him any more."

Zilu casually taught his new junior brother some Confucian rules.

The meaning of this sentence is that, except for those who are weak like Zaiyu, Confucian disciples must understand the six arts and have a strong body to carry their knowledge. The body and wisdom are never separated.

Zilu turned his head to look at the boy driving the ox cart, and said with a smile:

"However, junior brother, you really did it, haha."

"This kid really promised to come back with you."

The little girl named Jue looked cold.

Of course, when I saw Master, I subconsciously took a step to the left.

Hidden on the side of the royal boy.

It's a kind of cowardice that doesn't change face.

Good and cowardly.

Zilu was slightly taken aback, and then burst out laughing.

It was about the night of this day. Finally, the real guest came back under the leadership of the kind-hearted general. The expression doesn't know what to do.

Then I saw the boy driving the ox cart.

Finally met with Master, after a simple inquiry and chat, Master noticed Queen Mother Xi's gaze, and asked: "Do you know this disciple of mine?" You teach him."

"He was originally a potter, born in heaven and earth, and walked in the wilderness."

"No one has taught him to let him grow freely, although it seems to be not bad so far."

"But... I worry that he will be held hostage by some wrong ideas in the future."

"In the future...wrong?"

The master said thoughtfully, "Is it because you are worried that he will learn badly?"

The Queen Mother of the West said: "Indeed, but his temperament is too upright. I heard that Master is gentle, courteous and thrifty. I hope you can also tell him what gentleness, courtesy and thrift are, so that he can also learn to be gentle, courteous and thrifty."

The tone of the graceful woman is relaxed and cheerful.

She felt that the master would definitely agree to her, and as long as she thought that the original man had become gentle, respectful and thrifty, a gentle scholar, she would feel very happy, but unexpectedly, the master rejected her without hesitation.

"He is my disciple, I will not teach him like this."

Queen Mother Xi said: "Oh, don't you teach him to be like you?"

The old man kindly replied: "Isn't it a tragedy that there is one more idiot who imitates Qiu in the world, but one less vivid child? Just like Tong Zilu, if you want him to be as gentle, kind, respectful and thrifty as Yan Hui It is absolutely impossible, and it is also impossible for a person like Zigong who is proficient in words and maneuvers to be as brave as Zilu."

"That way Zilu will be an ordinary person, and Zigong will be in pain."

"The mandate of heaven is called nature, the way of self-will is called Tao, and the way of cultivating Tao is called teaching."

"The disposition bestowed on him by God is his nature. Following his nature can be called his way, and advancing along his own path is enlightenment."

The Master explained the first three sentences of the Doctrine of the Mean.

Then she unceremoniously refuted the Queen Mother of the West, saying: "So, you want me to teach him to be gentle, courteous and thrifty, it is to make him distort his nature and deviate from the path he should take."

"That's not what teachers are supposed to do."

"I can already see that this child's personality is like a bamboo from the South Mountain. It is sharp and straight. As long as it is cut down, it can shoot through the leather armor of a rhinoceros. It is impossible for me to teach him to be smooth. It is like letting a A sword with a handle is like a streamer on clothes, to be honest, he is not made of this material!"

"It's like if I teach him, I can't teach him "Yi"."

"There is a high probability that he will not be able to learn."

The old man teased his student.

Queen Mother Xi frowned and said, "Then how do you plan to teach him?"

The Master replied:

"Use etiquette and righteousness as the feathers of an arrow, and sharpen his sharpness with wisdom, benevolence and courage."

He played the qin and whispered in reply:

"There are bamboos in Nanshan. They are not soft and straight, but they are cut and used to reach the rhinoceros leather."

"I should be a thorn and feather it, and I should sharpen it."

"Make it go deeper."

I will make him more upright and fiercer.

Let him have a straight will to penetrate the prosperous and troubled times.

And a heart that will never be confused.

This is the teacher.

Queen Mother Xi opened her mouth.

For some reason, I always feel that after the teaching of the old man in front of me, the once direct potter will become more stubborn and stubborn. Maybe other people can't do this, but for some reason, as the main god of Kunlun The Queen Mother of the West can really feel it.

The old man in front of him could really bring out the reincarnated character of the potter to the highest level.

It is also the purest degree.

Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trustworthiness and bravery cast its nature.

Maybe thousands of years later, that little guy's character is still as straight as an arrow.

No matter how many troubled times we have experienced, we still run through the times fiercely.

Because the person who guides this nature to perfection is called Confucius.

The Queen Mother of the West had no choice but to look at the boy who was still somewhat dull, and suddenly asked:

"Little guy, what's your name?"

The boy replied: "I was picked up by the teacher on the road, and I have no name or surname."

"No name and no surname?"

The Queen Mother of the West was thoughtful.

"Then, Jue." The graceful woman joked, "You have ten days to choose a name."

"In return for him getting you back."

The cold-faced little girl was silent for a while.

Answered quickly.

"……deep."

Queen Mother Xi's expression froze: "Why..."

The little girl who just came out of the millennium ban shook her head in confusion:

"have no idea."

The voice paused:

"But the abyss is the abyss."

"It should be Yuan."

"Yuan means..."

Her voice paused.

The old man next to him stroked his beard and explained:

"Yuan... Huishui also."

"From the water, the pictogram. Left and right, the shore. The middle is like water."

"Running back and forth, it finally ends here."

"It's for, Yuan."

PS: Today's second update... 4,000 words.

This period of historical retrospect is over, and there will be no long-term memories in the future.

Then this Yuan is not that Yan Yuan. It can also be seen from the plot that this is picked up. Yan Yuan's father, Yan You, is also a disciple of the master, although the ranking is much lower than that of his own son.