Spring and Autumn I Am King

"But!" Zhao Wuxi warned himself in his heart that the haste is not enough, don't forget the lesson of being expelled by the enemy in the Jin state!

"I can stop it, and I can continue it. I will inherit some traditions of the state of Lu, I will let the people of Lu follow the culture of ritual and music, I will respect the king, and let the position of the Marquis of Lu be immortal, and I will keep many of them. The doctor's territory...but only if..."

Confucius vigorously asked, "What is the premise?" He is now equivalent to the representative of the Marquis of Lu, the representative of the doctors, the representative of the scholars and the people of the country, and he must get a clear answer from Zhao Wuxi today. △, x.

Zhao Wuxi said: "The officials should submit to me and obey me. Governance will only lead to division. There can only be one voice in the country of Lu, and this is my request. I am dead!"

"Is it all in one's own hands? Xiao Sikou is really getting closer and closer to the only husband..." Kong Qiu sighed: "The doctors of Lu have always been dependent on the strong, so Xiao Sikou does not need to worry about this."

Zhao Wuxi frowned: "What I'm worried about is the people of the country. The people of Qufu are the backbone. The Ji clan has actually collapsed. Now it is those people who are resisting Gongshan. They are closed and xenophobic. They respect. There are not many people, and my influence on them is too small, I don’t want a Chinese riot, and I don’t want Qufu’s streets and alleys to be full of blood again, so I need the help of the master.”

"How can I help? Doesn't Gongshan Buju regard Xiao Sikou as an ally?"

"This person is too cautious and has always been wary of me. I have just experienced the war in the Song Kingdom. There are not many soldiers who can be dispatched, and the United Nations. It is a safe policy to catch the turtle in the urn of the Gongshan family, and it can also be less killing. "

"Master is the great Zongbo. He is the prime minister. He taught rituals and music and won the respect of the people of the country. Killing Shaozhengmao shocked Xiaoxiao. Ji Shi and Fei Zaigongshan were fighting fiercely in Qufu. The gates have been breached, but the west gate is still in the hands of the Chinese, and the gatekeeper is still the master's disciple. Only you can win their trust and let them open the door to welcome my army into the city. I hope the master can help me to put an end to this chaos in Not cute."

Zhao Wuxi bowed sincerely, not only as a promise to Zigong, he had been in Lu for less than three years, and his roots in Qufu were too shallow, so he needed to rely on Confucius, a long-term veteran.

"Nuo, I'm going back to Qufu to be the forerunner of Xiao Sikou..." Confucius made a choice, which was just the lesser of two evils.

Zhao Wuxi said with joy: "I will send a large army to accompany him. Guarantee the safety of the master."

Confucius's voice rose: "I am not for the ambition of Xiao Sikou, nor for the survival of the Ji clan, I just don't want to let the state of Lu bleed again. I initiated the fall of the four capitals, and the original intention may not be bad. The state affairs are in a mess, the state of Lu is torn apart, and the monarch and the people of the country are implicated. It's time for me to end all this..."

Confucius sighed and turned to leave. But he turned his body and asked: "Two years ago, Xiao Si Kou Ming voted for Yang Tiger. In fact, he participated in bringing him down. What surprised me is that Xiao Si Kou has broken his trust in Yang Tiger once, as the party of Yang Tiger, Why did the always cautious Gong Shan Buju agree to do things with you?"

"Sanhuan's persecution is too tight, and he has nowhere to go. How can he not understand the truth? What's more, I have an emissary who can speak well..."

Confucius' eyes widened, "Could it be..."

"That's right." Zhao Wuxi nodded, "The person who did not bring the rations to raise the bucket, did not bring the soldiers of the size, and went to Feiyi to persuade Gongshan not to raise troops, it was Zigong!"

...

The reels of the carriage squeaked and squeaked, and the Sushui River was gurgling and rushing. This river passed through the west of Qufu City. In previous years, in March of the Spring Festival, spring clothes were ready. Confucius liked to bring six or seven boys and five or six people with crowns to play. They bathed in the water, played their crowns and shook their clothes on the shore. With the sound of drums, he returned.

But now, the river is full of bloated floating corpses, and the stench of rot is blowing straight to the door. Standing on the bank, Confucius can't bear to look directly at them. He has caused them to die in the ravines and be eaten by wild animals. Is it himself?

No, it's not me, it's those careerists, it's those thieves who steal the country, and they need to take full responsibility.

He suddenly sang: "Tarzan is so desolate! Liangmu is bad! Philosophers are withered?" All fingers.

But I heard a voice respond from behind: "If Mount Tai collapses, what can I look up to? If the beams and wood are destroyed, what can I rely on? If the philosopher is in trouble, who will I imitate?"

Everyone turned back, but Duanmuci walked over quickly.

"Traitor, how dare you come!" Zilu jumped up immediately, holding a long sword, and was about to go to Thorn Zigong.

"You, step back!" Confucius shouted angrily, grabbed Zi Lu's wrist, and once again used tremendous force to stop this Qing Xia disciple who liked happiness and revenge.

"Master, he!" Zilu looked at Zigong angrily, unable to eat his flesh raw.

Zigong had a very high status in Zhao Wuxi's forces, second only to Zhang Mengtan, and was involved in political affairs, diplomacy, and wealth. And he went to persuade Fei Zai Gongshan not to go against the mountain before, which led to the failure of Confucius's strategy of falling to the four capitals. Confucius and his disciples have also known... There are not a few people like Zilu who regard Zigong as a traitor who has betrayed Confucius.

Looking at his beloved disciple Zi Gong, who had lost weight again, Confucius didn't know how he should face him.

He trained Zigong, taught him etiquette, taught him how to argue with words, and taught him what a gentleman is and what a countryman is.

Scholars, you are already ashamed of your actions, make them in the Quartet, and do not disgrace the ruler's order!

Scholar, believe what you say, and do what you do!

Zigong did it, he made a great contribution to the lord, but it was on the premise of digging out the foundation of the teacher.

What can Confucius say? Perhaps it was the same as Shaozhengmao's prophecy before his death. Before all this began, he had expected failure. It was he who showed the way forward for the confused Zigong, and he waved his sleeves and drove Zigong away from him.

Although his political affairs in the State of Lu ended in failure, he used his sturdy body to pave the way for his beloved disciple to be unparalleled in the country. Confucius did it.

Between politicians and teachers, he chose teachers.

Between disciple and courtier, Zigong chose courtier.

That's all.

"Don't blame me... His love for me can't be compared to anyone else. If I die, the person who will be the most heartbroken, the person who has kept filial piety in front of the grave for the longest time, and the person who praises me among the princes, must be he!"

"Master...I..." Zi Gong bowed his head three times, choked up.

Confucius smiled tolerantly: "Ci, do you want to accompany me to Qufu?"

Zigong wiped away his tears and said heavily: "Wei!"

"Is it by the order of the lord, or did you come spontaneously?"

"It's because you came by yourself, because you don't have filial piety. You must serve the Master on this trip."

He returned to Yuncheng half a month ago to discuss the countermeasures with Zhang Meng and hurried to Feiyi. It was a Longtan and Tiger's Den. He walked in with his white clothes and his crown on, and he was not afraid of swords and soldiers, because it was not worth fearing. Compared to the disappointing but encouraging look in the Master's eyes, there is nothing in this world that can make Zigong afraid and make it difficult for him to choose.

Compared with Feiyi, Qufu, where the Ji clan and Gongshan are not fighting each other, is also a dangerous place. They are like two beasts fighting in a china shop, and they will destroy the entire city at any time and bring disaster. The master who entered the city...

Zigong had already made up his mind, and he asked himself that he had not lost the kindness of Zhao Wuxi's appreciation, but he had lost the Master's teaching of Dun Dun. If he arrives at the city of Qufu, and the oncoming face is not a familiar face but a sharp arrow, he and Zilu, Gongliangru, and other brothers and sisters will use their bodies to block in front of the Master!

This is what he owes him.

Confucius said with a smile: "Shanzai, since you went to Jin, it has been a long time since you drove for me. Ziyuan drove slowly and gently, Zilu drove violently and fast, Zihua liked to show off his skills, and was flashy, and Zichi drove clumsily and swaying. Only you, ci, you drive safely, I only hope that if you have the opportunity to slay a country in the future, you can do the same..."

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However, things were not as bad as Zigong imagined. The West Gate of Qufu was indeed guarded by several Confucian disciples. Confucius was promoted to the rank of great Zongbo, and he became the prime minister. They also rose to the top and were appointed one after another. There were Yan Hui, Zeng Dian, Ran Geng and others on the tower. Originally, because of the return of the Ji family, Confucius disappeared, and they were in a sullen mood when they suddenly saw Confucius returning safely, and they were overjoyed.

So Confucius and his party entered the city smoothly, but the city gate did not close, waiting for the subsequent soldiers of the Zhao clan to enter, and now they can only count on Zhao Wuxi to keep his promise and quell the turmoil.

"Where is the monarch?" As soon as he entered the city~www.wuxiahere.com~ Confucius took the hands of his disciples and asked eagerly.

Yan Hui was not surprised, he said softly: "The day before yesterday, Gongshan Buju and Shusun Yi led the Feiyi people to attack the city of Lu, while the Ji family had just retreated from the west and rushed out of the city to fight. They were defeated and the east gate fell. , Outer Guo was fighting everywhere. Now Feiyi has a large population and has controlled the entire Outer Guo area except Ximen, and has invaded the inner city. Ji was afraid, so he wrapped the monarch from the public palace and hid in Ji's palace. , boarded the stage of Ji Wuzi, but it was also surrounded by Fei people!"

Confucius took a deep breath, and what he was worried about really happened. The reason why Lu was Lu was because he had a prince. He didn't expect Zhao Wuxie too much, but only hoped that he could continue to maintain the position of the monarch. If the monarch unfortunately died, the prince would be When he was young, the country of Lu was really dangerous.

Zhao Wushou's army entered the city, and it would take some time to reach Ji's Palace, but Confucius couldn't wait any longer.

He straightened his clothes and said to the disciples, "I'm going to Ji's Palace, I'm going to Wuzi's Stage..."

ps: The second chapter is at night (to be continued.)

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