The World of Conferred Gods, Luoyi guards the storage room, and in front of the quaint and heavy buildings.

The mature man with a cap and a beard bowed and said, "In Kong Zhao, the land of Xia Lu, I heard that there was a Gongzi Yu in the Luoyi guarding room, who was well-versed in ancient times and modern times, and was well-educated in Zhou rituals and was well-versed in morality. He was a famous sage from far and wide. Therefore, he came to ask for a visit and asked two people to pass on their behalf."

His every move is in line with the Zhou Li, without any mistakes, which makes two soldiers who have rarely seen similar characters dare not neglect in the past decade.

The world has been chaotic for a long time, and the rituals collapsed and the joys were broken. The princes and officials all had usurped the situation. Of course, there were very few people who often used Zhou rituals to demand themselves!

After a while, the soldiers who had informed him came out and asked him to enter with a smile.

Kong Zhao straightened his body, his expression became solemn. He stepped into the guard room step by step. He followed the soldiers in front into a room full of tortoise shells, bamboo slips and books. There was a scholar-official with wide robe and big sleeves and black hair and a crown kneeling behind the desk, waiting for him with a smile on his face.

This scholar and official had outstanding facial features, nobility, mature eyebrows, no frivolous and impetuous, but Kong Zhao was a little disappointed. The great sage he imagined should be more temperamental and wise, deeper, and perhaps it would be appropriate to be a little older and vicissitudes.

You cannot judge people by appearance... Kong Zhao reflected on himself, stepped into the room, and meticulously performed the Zhou rituals. Gongziyu, opposite, also treated people with Zhou rituals, without any mistakes.

Seeing this, Kong Zhao felt more and more that Meng Lang had thought about what he had just now. After kneeling down, his attitude became respectful and asked Gongziyu about Zhou Li's question.

Gongziyu has been preparing for many years, just to make it today. The books he chose are highly targeted, and he naturally talks and laughs freely. His mastery and profound understanding of Zhou Li made Kong Zhao admire him. He secretly praised his friends for not cheating on me. Gongziyu, who is guarding the Luoyi store, is indeed a great sage!

What he didn't expect was that Gongziyu was extremely satisfied, happy and contented. According to the teacher, if nothing unexpected happened, the saint in front of him who would be a master of the ages and illuminate the eternal night. Every word of advice and praise from him hit his vanity heavily.

The teacher of the World Teachers, I am so excited to think about it!

At the end of asking for advice, Kong Zhao's face turned solemn, slowly stood up, worshipped Gongziyu, and said solemnly:

"The princes are unrighteous, are rude, are arbitrarily ignorant, are unkind and righteous, and even the world is devastated and people are not in ancient times. There are often tragic events of flesh and blood, and there are no lack of the sadness of the white bones in the village, which makes people feel sad."

"How to end this world and return the world to rituals and music. Please teach me!"

Gongziyu pinched the beard that symbolized the maturity, closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a moment, and then slowly said: "When the city gate opens tomorrow, wait at the ancient pavilion at Daozuo."

After saying that, he used Zhou rituals to see guests.

When the city gate opens tomorrow, I will wait at the ancient pavilion at the foot of Dao Zuo? Kong Zhao was confused and daring to be reckless, so he bowed and retreated.

Why didn’t Gongziyu answer directly, and wanted to say more tomorrow?

Could it be that he really has a way to soothe the troubled times, just like the Mohist theory that he did not recognize but had to admit that he had indeed made some achievements?

In today's world, public lectures and private lectures are very rare. The former is the symbol of the Mohist school, and the latter is the style that Kong Zhao himself has created. If you want to learn other martial arts, morals and strategies, you need to learn from teachers and teach them privately.

This time I was teaching privately, like Guigu?

The next morning, Kong Zhao, full of doubt, stood in the ancient pavilion of Daozuo, looking at the red lines and gorgeous clouds in the sky, and waiting patiently.

A cup of tea passed, a stick of incense passed, and a quarter of an hour passed. He finally saw a carriage slowly approaching, and the driver was Gongziyu!

The great wise man in Luoyi's house guarding the village, and the nobleman named as the prince, actually drove his own car and served as a lowly servant of the coachman?

This is rude!

When he got closer, Gong Ziyu jumped out of the carriage and smiled slightly: "The master is the father, so how can he drive for the master? "

He seemed to be able to see what Kong Zhao was thinking.

Driving for the teacher? Kong Zhao was puzzled again and looked at the carriage with the door closed tightly. It was Gongziyu's teacher sitting inside?

Never heard of Daxian Gongziyu and his teacher...

And the teacher who can receive such sincere service from him must be far better than him!

Gongziyu smiled and said, "When you asked yesterday, I was a little talented and had little knowledge and dared not answer it. However, my teacher is a literate person, has a profound wisdom, understands the essence of morality, and knows the disadvantages of current affairs, which is enough to teach you, so I let you wait here."

It's enough to teach you... Gongziyu, who made me deeply admire him, felt ashamed of himself. With such praise, his teacher must be outstanding. Maybe he can really solve his confusion! Kong Zhao was a little excited and thanked Gongziyu. Under his guidance, he walked to the carriage and watched him open the car door.

The car door slowly opened, revealing the scene inside. The layout was simple but simple but natural. Sitting was an old man with a gray face, his temples were pale, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, and he was a little indifferent, tired and tired, but he was extremely deep, as if he contained the light of wisdom. Moreover, he was empty, as if something strange was isolated. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he wouldn't feel that there was someone in the carriage, which was very consistent with the image of the great sage in Kong Zhao's mind.

Before Kong Zhao could speak, he saw the man pointing to the side and signaling himself to get in the car. So he went up half-confused and half-absolutely and sat down next to him: "Why did sir teach me?"

The man with white temples looked ahead with deep eyes: "Sit in the house, I dreamed of etiquette and enjoyed my heart, but I said it was like a rootless duckweed, without support, and the wind blew away. You should follow me to travel around the countries, see the chaos in the world, and see the sufferings of the officials and the people. Only in this way can I understand the disadvantages and dare to speak to return the world to peace."

Kong Zhao had a similar vague idea. This statement was at the center of his mind. He was deeply impressed by the man in front of him and said solemnly: "What sir said is very true."

At this time, Gong Ziyu closed the carriage and drove forward again. The light inside was faint and the wheels outside were shattered.

Kong Zhao then realized that he had just been a little rude, and he corrected his expression, bowed to the wooden face, and said solemnly:

"In Kong Zhao, in Xia Lu, how dare you ask the name of Mr. Gao?"

The man looked at him with deep and exhausted eyes and said slowly:

"Li Dan."

Li Dan!

The great roc rises with the wind one day, soaring up to 90,000 miles!

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Mu Yunle walked around in a very good mood, looking at the summer scenery of the mountains, and from time to time, famous poems flashed by, and instinctively guarded the surroundings to prevent monsters or enemies from attacking.

Suddenly, she heard a sound behind her back, pursed her mouth, turned her head, and saw Master Zhending slowly get up and patting the tattered gray monk's robe.

"Master, where are you going? Do you want me to lead the way?" Mu Yunle mustered up the courage to ask.

Meng Qi smiled lightly and said, "Li Cheng."

Mu Yunle only felt that Master Zhending had less witheredness, and the dead silence in his eyes also faded a lot, but the thick fatigue, fatigue and deep sorrow were extremely impressive.

She suddenly became much quieter and pointed: "I know, I will lead the way for the master."

This is a city on the northern border.

"Uh, Master, what are you doing there?" In the end, she couldn't hide the curious girl's true nature.
Chapter completed!