Chapter Fifty-Two [Another Village with Dark Willows and Blossoms] Part 2
Tang Lie rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Could this old man be Master Kong's spirit?
The old man in green clothes slowly came to Tang Lie. He clasped his fists and said apologetically: "I forgive you both. Guan San doesn't understand etiquette. I offended you two. I, Kong Ling, apologize to these two distinguished guests on their behalf."
Fina responded respectfully: "Old man, it was just a misunderstanding. My friend hurt this eldest brother. It's up to us to apologize." She turned around and saw Tang Lie standing there stupidly, thinking that he was still alive. San was so angry that he quietly twisted Tang Lie's arm. Tang Lie had just woken up from a dream. He cupped his fists and saluted Kong Lingchui and said, "I'll forgive you, sir."
Kong Ling lowered his beard and smiled and said: "Without fighting, we will not get to know each other. Without fighting, we will not be able to make a deal. Please come to the town to talk."
Tang Lie and Fina walked towards Weihu Town under the guidance of Kong Lingchui. The more Tang Lie walked, the more surprised he became. Although this town is not big, the architectural style is mostly that of ancient Chinese houses. This Kong Lingchui He is also a person who talks a lot. I don’t know what the connection is with Mr. Kong.
Walking into a house with white walls and blue tiles, two young boys had already opened the door. Kong Lingchui invited Tang Lie and the two of them to come in. They sat down in the hall. Everything around them was filled with the atmosphere of ancient Chinese culture. Tang Lie, full of curiosity, sat down cross-legged opposite Kong Lingchui.
Kong Lingchui asked someone to serve two cups of tea. He smiled and said, "Please have tea, both of you."
Tang Lie and Fina looked at each other. Although Kong Lingchui was friendly and kind to others, he still had to be wary of others. They both raised their teacups and touched their lips, then put them down.
Tang Lie couldn't help but be curious anymore. He pointed at the bamboo slip in Kong Lingchui's hand and said, "Mr. Kong, I don't know what is recorded on the bamboo slip in your hand."
Kong Lingchui also showed a look of great surprise. He said in surprise: "You actually recognize this bamboo slip." In his consciousness, the name of the bamboo slip was not known to outsiders.
Kong Lingchui slowly unfolded the bamboo slips in front of his knees. They were all written in small seal characters. Kong Lingchui said softly: "This is the Analects of Confucius handed down by the sages of the Kong family. It is also the family motto of my family, the Kong family."
Tang Liehu's body was so shocking that he could recite the entire text of "The Analects" at the age of five. He was very familiar with this book.
Kong Lingchui saw the clues from the change in Tang Lie's expression and asked tentatively: "Are you familiar with this book?"
Tang Lie nodded and said loudly: "Learn and practice from time to time. It's not a pleasant thing to have friends from far away. People don't know and are not surprised. It's not like a gentleman." This is a familiar sentence in the Analects of Confucius. But Kong Lingchui stood there as if struck by a thunderbolt. After a long time, he said: "Impossible...impossible."
Tang Lie stared at Kong Lingchui with eyes filled with shock and incomprehensible wisdom. He whispered: "If Tang Lie guessed correctly, the Analects of Confucius in Mr. Kong's hand does not belong to the continent of Grandia."
Kong Lingchui's eyes seemed to understand something during the brief exchange with Tang Lie. He nodded slowly and said, "It has been more than two thousand years since my ancestors came to this land."
Tang Lie felt excited in his heart. There is a saying. When a fellow villager meets a fellow villager, tears well up in his eyes. He never expected that he could meet a fellow villager with the same fate as himself in a different world.
Kong Lingchui's deep eyes revealed a look of confusion: "It's a long story. The origin of our group of people coming to this continent comes from the time when the King of Qin burned books and humiliated Confucians..."
It turns out that they strayed into this magical continent during the Qin Dynasty because they were desperate.
Tang Lie sighed: "Although I'm just here for the first time, we are fellow villagers to the core."
A sad look appeared on Kong Lingchui's face: "According to our ancestors, there were eight people who originally came to this continent. After more than two thousand years of vicissitudes of life, there are only two of our tribe members left."
Tang Lie was slightly startled. Logically speaking, there should be more and more. How could there be only two left?
Kong Lingchui said: "After coming to this continent, our ancestors once had times of prosperity. But after each prosperity, they faced a huge disaster. Then they declined rapidly. Repeated several times. Now only Here are two old men, Mo Guyuan and me."
Tang Lie said: "I remember someone once said that half of the Analects rules the world. It seems that you are always closing yourself off and have not truly integrated into this continent."
Kong Ling shook his head slowly and said: "This continent is full of struggle and turmoil. Only power and force are the fundamental methods to govern the continent of Grandia. The ideas of the sages cannot be implemented here at all."
Tang Lie nodded. Confucius' Confucianism is indeed useless in Grandia.
Kong Lingchui said sadly: "It seems that we will only grow old on this land..."
Tang Lie suddenly thought of himself from his fate. He couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.
Fina had already guessed what was on Tang Lie's mind from his expression. She quietly held Tang Lie's big hand with her delicate hands and gave him timely comfort.
Suddenly a hearty laugh came from outside the door. Then a loud voice sounded: "Old Man Kong, what nonsense are you complaining about again."
Tang Lie raised his head and looked into the courtyard. He saw a burly old man striding into the courtyard. His beard and hair were all white, but the muscles around his body were extremely strong. His skin was dark and shiny. It shone like a metal in the sunset. . On his broad shoulders was a huge tiger. It should be the prey he had hunted. The tiger weighed at least 500 kilograms. The old man was carrying it on his shoulders, but he didn't seem to be out of breath at all. He grabbed the tiger's hind legs with one hand. The dead tiger fell to the ground. He laughed and said, "There will be meat to eat tonight."
Tang Lie secretly said: "Hunting rare and protected animals would definitely be a serious crime in modern society."
Kong Lingchui smiled and said: "Old Mo, you can still keep struggling with your old bones for a few more days. Why don't you accompany me to play two more games of chess and spend the rest of your happy years." It turns out that the old hunter is Mo Guyuan.
Mo Guyuan wet the towel in the bucket and wiped it on his face. He walked into the room and said angrily: "Fuck you. When did there appear so many blue German warriors in Yunwu Mountain? They treat everyone with ease. Shoot. In anger, I twisted several heads." He took off the black wooden stick from his waist and put it aside. At this time, his eyes were looking at Tang Lie's face.
Kong Lingchui said: "Old Mo, this little brother's name is Tang Lie. He comes from our hometown."
"Da Qin." Mo Guyuan looked full of disbelief.
Tang Lie could tell from his expression that Mo Guyuan didn't believe Kong Lingchui's introduction. He had some understanding of Mohist thought. He smiled and said: "The Mohists advocate: mutual love and mutual benefit."
Mo Guyuan's tiger body trembled slightly. He asked in a low voice: "What's the explanation?"
Tang Lie said loudly: "What Mo Zhai said is to advocate. The powerful should use their strength to help others. The rich should distribute their property to others. The wise should use the Tao to educate others. In this way, the "hungry" can be helped. Food. Those who are cold will be clothed. Those who work will be rested. Those who are in disorder will be cured." He opened his mouth and said Mozi's name. Although it seemed disrespectful, the explanation that followed shocked Mo Guyuan. You must know that this truth is not known to outsiders except the disciples of the Mohist family. Even Kong Lingchui has never discussed it with him. He has unconsciously begun to believe in Tang Lie's identity.
Seeing his silence, Tang Lie thought he still couldn't win his trust. What little knowledge he had about Mohism poured out: "Mo Zhai advocates "frugal use", "frugal burial", "not happiness", "not happiness". "Attack". Oppose extravagance. Oppose unjust wars in which the big bullies the small and the strong bullies the weak..."
There was nothing suspicious in Mo Guyuan's heart at this time. He suddenly burst out laughing. He turned to Kong Lingchui and said: "Old man Kong, go and take out your precious monkey wine. I, Old Mo, will drink it myself tonight." The kitchen will help our little fellow countryman to receive the wind and wash away the dust."
Looking at the table full of delicacies, Kong Lingchui couldn't help but sigh: "Old Mo, Old Mo. I haven't seen you cooking in years."
Mo Guyuan smiled and picked up the wine jar. He reached out and patted the mud seal on the mouth of the jar: "It's great to have friends from far away. For us two old men, this opportunity is running out." His words were flowing. Showing a touch of sadness.
Fina took the initiative to fill up the drinks for everyone. Tang Lie had already changed into a set of animal skin hunting clothes. He looked much more energetic.
Kong Lingchui said: "There is no difference between life and death..."
Mo Guyuan interrupted him and said, "But I'm not willing to die in this foreign country like this."
Tang Lie thought silently: "Is their present my future? Mo Guyuan and Kong Lingchui can still keep each other company. And I, will I be alone when I die?"
Kong Lingchui said: "The continent of Grandia does not belong to us in the first place." He picked up the wine bowl and said: "Come on. Let's not mention the unhappy things. Let's drink."
Mo Guyuan and Tang Lie responded at the same time. Perhaps because they were both fallen from the world, the three of them drank without reservation. Kong Lingchui was the lightest drinker and was the first to get drunk. Fina was tired from running around for days, so she went back first. They went to have a rest. Only Mo Guyuan and Tang Lie were left to continue drinking. They drank all the three jars of monkey wine collected by Kong Lingchui.
Mo Guyuan smiled and said: "If Old Man Kong knew that we drank all his wine, I don't know how distressed he would be."
Tang Lie was slightly tipsy. He laughed loudly and said, "Mr. Kong is not such a stingy person."
Mo Guyuan stared into Tang Lie's clear eyes and asked in a low voice: "Tang Lie, why do you live here."
Tang Lie sighed. Then he briefly told Mo Guyuan his experience. After listening to Tang Lie's story, Mo Guyuan showed unspeakable disappointment on his face. He whispered: "I thought you could go back. .”
Tang Lie silently shook his head.
Mo Guyuan sighed: "It seems that we two old bones have no hope of returning to our homeland after all..."
Only then did Tang Lie understand why the two of them were so happy. It turned out that they thought he could take them away from this continent.
Tang Lie changed the subject and said: "Senior Mo, why has it been more than two thousand years since your ancestors came to this continent, but now only you and Mr. Kong are left."
Mo Guyuan sighed and said: "Since our ancestors came to this land, we have indeed experienced a period of prosperity. At that time, it was not just the Kong family and the Mo family. There were also seven other major families. Therefore, our seven major families intermarry with each other and have no contact with the outside world. At the most prosperous time, the number of the nine major families once reached more than 4,000..."
Tang Lie was secretly curious. Could it be that genetic defects caused by internal intermarriage led to the sharp decline in the population of the nine major families.
Mo Guyuan's deep eyes showed pain: "Human greed is always endless. The nine major families all have their own beliefs and ambitions. Many people are not willing to waste their lives in the mountains. One day. One family took the lead in walking out of our seclusion to explain his thoughts and ambitions to the people of this continent..."
Mo Guyuan became excited. The wine bowl in his hand was crushed into pieces with a click.
Tang Lie sighed in his heart. Grandia has unique beliefs and culture. If these people try to use their own ideas to change this continent, they will probably suffer great setbacks.
Mo Guyuan said: "One family after another went out. But no one really realized their ambitions. What they brought was only death and decline..." His throat moved quickly a few times. He said in a low voice: "People The number of men began to decrease rapidly. And the reproductive capacity of men is getting worse and worse. By our generation..." He let out a long sigh.
Tang Lie already understood that the real reason for their decline was the loss of reproductive capacity. Mo Guyuan and Kong Lingchui had lost the ability to continue their family lineage.
Mo Guyuan said: "Although this continent is beautiful, it does not belong to outsiders like us."
Tang Lie smiled bitterly and said, "It's a pity that I have to continue to struggle on this continent."
Mo Guyuan said earnestly: "Tang Lie, for the sake of fellow countrymen, I advise you: Forget the past. Forget everything you have experienced. Accept the reality in front of you. Be an ordinary ordinary person on this continent. Marry a wife, have children, and spend the rest of your life in peace."
Tang Lie shook his head: "I am not willing to give up. I believe that one day I will have the opportunity to go back. I will not give up just now."
Mo Guyuan sighed. In his eyes, Tang Lie was still young. The passion and passion would eventually cool down with the passage of time. By the time Tang Lie truly realized this, he might have reached his age. Mo Guyuan did not continue to persuade Tang Lie. He had also been young. He had also been passionate and impulsive. The cruelty of reality would make Tang Lie slowly become rational and mature.
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