Inside the Confucian little sage village, as the face of Confucian core disciples, hold a roll of bamboo slips and read the Confucian former sage articles recorded above.
Through reading, I can figure out the thoughts and content contained in these articles.
"Zi said:‘ I learned it when I learned it, do n’t you say that there are friends from far away, it ’s fun?
"Zeng Zi said:‘ I ’m the three provinces in my day and my body: I’ m not loyal to people? Do n’t believe it with friends?
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"People do n’t know but do n’t you be a gentleman?"
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Reading the sound of neatly, echoing inside the spacious and bright hall.
It is already a young man's face, and he is also among everyone. He kneels on his own position, recite and read carefully, and knows new.
Wait until the early class is completed.
He took his own bamboo slips book, stood up, and turned to leave here.
"Brother Yan Lu, Brother Yan Lu ...!"
Suddenly, a burst of familiar shouts rang behind.
Yan Lu heard the words, stopped, and looked back, and saw a little fat pier quickly came to himself, with a smile.
Invite him to invite him.
"Brother Yan Lu, do you want to go to the beach with us?"
"No!" Yan Lu held the bamboo slips, smiled mildly, and responded carefully: "Brother has some homework to review, so I will not go out with you."
"Oh, this ...!" Xiao Fat Dun durated his mouth, but did not want to let Yan Lu let go of his homework and accompany them out to play.
"Brother Yan Lu, goodbye!"
"Okay!" Yan Lu nodded lightly.
Although he does not seem to be very old, he is very young. But the old and stable spirit on his body, it is difficult for others to treat him as a young man.
He looks more like a master who has a college question.
Looking at the little fat pier, go away.
Yan Lu's eyes are still calm and indifferent, so that others can not see the real thoughts in their hearts.
When the eyes were swept across a corridor.
He keenly captured the existence of another young figure.
That teenager, his name is Zhang Liang. He is younger than himself. He was born in South Korea, who was already destroyed.
Although the other party is still young.
But that mental conspiracy made him shocked, far exceeding his peers.
"I don't know what kind of future will you bring to Confucianism?" Yan Lu secretly whispered, his expression calm: "You don't have a indifferent mood like me."
"The demise of South Korea will definitely bring you a lot of emotional impacts."
"Or maybe Confucianism is also included in calculations, becoming one of your tools for revenge. If this is true in the future, I will pay attention to this brother."
Watch quietly for a while.
Yan Lu turned away alone, and Zhang Liang below seemed to feel something. He glanced at the direction of Yan Lu away.
It's just his expression, very silent and calm.
"Brother Han, in any case, Liang also want to help you revenge and hate."
"Complete the unfinished wish for you."
Until this, Zhang Liang still didn't know the news that Han Fei was secretly alive.
It was believed that Han Fei was dead and was persecuted by the Qin State. Therefore, it was completely separated from the tile organization, joined the Confucianism, and wanted to use Confucianism to destroy the Qin Kingdom.
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When Yan Lu walked alone to a certain area.
In the grass and trees near the road, a black and red light flew suddenly. The speed surprised him, and subconsciously avoided a flash.
"What is this?"
"A small sword?!"
Yan Lu saw him stopped by himself and suspended in the air, and his heart was surprised.
"Come with me, your mother wants to see you."
Suddenly, a burst of cold girl's voice sounded next to her ears. However, although the sound was extremely pleasant, it sounded, but it was full of fierce spirit.
Compared to the legendary fierce beasts, more than hundreds of times more fierce.
"A small sword, would he speak his own voice?!" Yan Lu heard the words, and he was very surprised, but after hearing his words, he didn't rush to act.
Instead, he returned to the place where he lived.
Put the bamboo slips in his hand neatly, and then change a set of clothes again, take off the clothes of Confucian disciples, belts and hair crowns.
Make some small preparations.
Then he walked towards the outside of Xiao Shengxianzhuang, and he left the wall and left.
As for the small sword of the toothpick, hidden in his clothes cuffs, through the hidden transmission of the internal sword spirit, follow the steps, and walked down.
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Inside the secrets of the secret.
姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒.
After looking at Wei Xianxian opposite the table, he suddenly said, "He is here, and he is entering the door."
"Here is here!" Wei Xianxian immediately stood up excitedly that she couldn't care about the salute with Master, and she hurried to run outside the door.
I just came to the courtyard.
Seeing a strange young man with a beard, under the leadership of the prison sword, he did not hinder entering the inside of the yard.
Although appearance and body shape, when they were young, they changed a lot.
But the quiet and indifferent temperament on the body is getting more and more obvious, and between the eyebrows, you can see some traces of the childhood.
"Ping An, my son, it's really you ...!"
Wei Xianxian saw that he couldn't help but shouted in his mouth.
She opened her arms and rushed to Yan Lu's side, holding his body in her arms. But her son had grown up, and she couldn't hold him as a child as a child.
"Child, mother miss you so much, I miss you every night ..."
At this moment, Wei Xianxian cried and laughed, and his expression was very complicated.
"Mother, the child is very good, let the mother worry about worrying." Yan Lu remembered Wei Xianxian, and when he was a child, he also visited his mother.
Even if he has passed for so many years, he still has not forgotten.
In -depth study of Confucian etiquette, even at this moment, even in the face of her biological mother, Yan Lu is still polite, elegant and easy -going.
"Men and women can not be taught, I still hope to pay attention ..."
"Hum, to be extremely pedantic!" Suddenly, the sound of the Yuanyuan came inside the room, and he relentlessly reprimanded: "She is your mother, not another woman."
"What can I be close to you?"
"It seems that these years, letting you stay in Confucianism, it is not necessarily all good things."
The young Yan Lu, hearing the reprimand.
A sudden shock in my heart.
When looking down at his mother Wei Xianxian, he keenly noticed that his mother was disappointed and uncomfortable. Although his expression flickered, he still noticed him.
He returned from the status of Confucian disciples.