Jia Cong told the truth, and after destroying the spirit of several Confucian disciples, he led Mr. Lu to the side room. Shen Zhimo looked over to see them leaving, and said to Liuzhuang: "What do you think he had in mind?"
Liu Zhuang said: "I don't want to guess. I'll find out in a few days."
Shen Zhimo said: "He mentioned Lu Lin in his last sentence. I guess he wanted to use Lu Lin's method."
Kong Yunxian saw that both of them were dressed as servants, and their speech and demeanor were not that of a servant, so he was a little curious. Lu Jian whispered: "These two are not servants." Shen Zhimo heard this and pointed at him.
People blink.
After Baba sat for a while, Lu Jian stroked his beard and asked with a smile: "Mr. Kong, what do you think about this?" Kong Yunxian's face darkened.
Lu Jian said quickly from the side: "I think what Mr. Zhou said is very true. If not, I will bother some father-in-law to trick the prince, and he will be happy."
Lu Jian glared at him: "Nonsense. Sacrifice to the saint Confucius is a big deal, how can it be done by an eunuch?"
Shen Zhimo is a smart man and had already guessed it when he saw this. I am afraid that the prince came up with this article to incorporate it into this year's sacrifice to Confucius, and the King of Qi was also willing to change the rules of sacrifice to establish his authority. However, they openly
They all respected the Kong family very much and couldn't give the order directly. So they hoped that the Kong family would be more sensible and agreed to change it. It would be better if they could thank the King of Qi and the Crown Prince. However, the Kong family was not willing. Why should others follow the rules handed down from their ancestors?
An article needs to be revised? Maybe the visit to Jia Cong today is Kong Yunxian's tactic to delay the war.
Shen Zhimo was not from Qi, so he was not afraid that the King of Qi would be unhappy. He said: "I also think what our husband said is reasonable. What this article talks about is only the ancient system of a certain period of time, and it is different before and after. If you want to use the ancient system, you can
We have to study the most ancient ancient system. Besides, the official day is just around the corner. It is really disrespectful to change the sacrificial etiquette at this point."
Lu Jian's face sank, and he immediately said: "You, a girl, don't interfere in such a big matter."
Shen Zhimo saw that he reacted so quickly, so he guessed that Kong Yunxian would be more willing to help him because he would resist resolutely. Then he shrugged and said, "What's wrong with women? Our Prime Minister Lin is also a woman, and Yan State can't find anyone better than her."
Prime Minister. As long as it makes sense, it doesn’t matter whether he is a man or a woman."
Kong Yunxian smiled immediately and said: "I have also heard that Prime Minister Lin is the most talented in the world, and I have read the poems and essays written by her."
Shen Zhimo also smiled and said: "Boss Lin said that he is not as good as his daughter when it comes to poetry, nor is he as good as his daughter when it comes to political power."
Kong Yunxian said: "I hope Prime Minister Lin can promote my Confucianism more."
Shen Zhimo said smoothly: "Of course, Mr. Lin is a great scholar in this world."
Lu Jian snorted: "What use are the Lin family's father and daughter? Zhou Ji just mentioned Liu Tong of the Lu State for no reason. What he meant was that Jia Cong, the regent of Yan, was the same as Liu Tong of the Lu State, raising the King of Yan, the crown prince and his descendants.
People will never rebel and never return to power." He snorted again, "This Zhou Ji must be Jia Cong's confidant. Like Jia Cong, he doesn't take anything seriously." Shen Zhimo was startled and quietly went to take a look.
Lu Jian; Lu Jian winked at her - he didn't even tell Lu Jian Jia Cong's identity.
Kong Yunxian said softly: "It's better for him to say it clearly in person than to pretend."
Lu Jian's face became a little more ugly, and he said: "The Master said, the king, the king, the minister, the father, the son, the son. If the kings of Yan and Lu are not kings and ministers, they have already betrayed the words of Confucius."
Shen Zhimo smiled and said: "However, King Yan and King Lu are not kings, they are just princes. Isn't the 'king' the Supreme Emperor who has disappeared? Even the one in the Forbidden City was established by a rebellious minister, so he can't be counted. Besides, I think Sage Kong
This 'jun' generally refers to the superior rather than the head of the country."
Lu Jian slapped the case and angrily criticized: "That's nonsense!"
"Oh, okay." Shen Zhimo said, "You have the final say as you are older." His words mimicked a bit of Jia Cong's ruffianism.
Liuzhuang suddenly chanted: "How can a beggar have two wives, and how can his neighbor get many chickens? There was an emperor of Zhou at that time, why are they talking about Wei Qi?" Lu Jian was dumbfounded.
This poem was originally a satire on Confucianism. Kong Yunxian was not annoyed at all and said with a smile: "There is some truth in it." Nai said seriously, "Mr. Lu, I deeply believe what Mr. Zhou said. The ritual of sacrifice should remain unchanged.
.”
Lu Jian sighed: "That's fine."
Kong Yunxian smiled broadly: "Thank you, sir, for your understanding."
Lu Jian smiled bitterly and said: "You are still young and don't know the world. Mr. Kong, if the skin is gone, the hair will not be attached." Kong Yunxian's expression changed slightly.
Shen Zhimo said crisply: "There are banyan trees in the southern country. The roots of the trees hang down and stick to the fertile soil, gradually forming new trunks. A single tree can form a forest, and the mountain fire will not burn it all, and the sudden thunder will not scorch it, and it will not decay for hundreds of years."
Lu Jian frowned: "What is the origin of this little girl?"
Shen Zhimo excused himself and said, "My father is Shen Zhao, the governor of Yunnan."
Lu Jian was shocked: "Governor Shen? I heard that Queen Mother Shen of Wu State is Lord Shen Zhao's niece?"
"That's right!" Shen Zhimo said leisurely, "Whose family doesn't have a few relatives of the emperor?" He glanced at Liuzhuang. Liuzhuang smiled slightly.
It took Lu Jian a long time to say: "In this case, Mr. Zhou is probably unusual."
Lu Jian coughed twice: "Uncle, Mr. Zhou is here to study and gain experience, why do you need to ask so clearly?"
Lu Jian immediately stared at him. Lu Jian waved his hand. Lu Jian said: "That's fine." Then he put it down.
When Jia Cong and Mr. Lu came back to see them, they were discussing knowledge. They were all gentle and well-mannered. The two of them never mentioned what they had just discussed. Mr. Lu took Kong Yunxian and left, leaving Jia Cong, Lu Jian and Lu Jian.
Send him off to the gate of Lu Mansion personally.
Just as he turned back to the gate, Lu Jian glanced at Jia Cong and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, are you used to living in Qi? It's much colder here than in your country."
Jia Cong smoothly continued: "Fortunately, it's not extremely cold. The coldest countries are Norway, Finland, and Sweden. Unfortunately, I haven't been there yet."
Lu Jian said: "Isn't there another Iceland?"
Jia Cong said: "Iceland has fallen into the hands of Norway more than five hundred years ago. In recent years, it has begun to seek independence. It must be about to become a country."
Lu Jian said: "In recent years, it seems that many places in the West are fighting for independence?"
"The West was originally densely populated by small countries, called lords." Jia Cong said, "After more than ten years of fighting, the control of the big countries over their territories has declined, and the small countries have the strength to become independent. This has just begun. In a few years,
There are more independent countries. When the big countries are all broken down into small countries and there is no control over each other, the war will become more and more unstoppable." The two looked at each other and smiled. Lu Jian looked thoughtful.
Back in the guest house, Shen Zhimo first talked about the support she had given Kong Yunxian just now. She said: "I can't bear to see the entire court of Qi bully a child."
Jia Cong gave a thumbs up: "Xia Xia! Well done." He thought for a moment and said, "Wu Jin'e is still being detained here."
Liu Zhuang said: "Yes. Only Team Leader Jiang and his wife went back last night."
"Give her a chance to make a difference."
About half an hour later, Wu Jin'e returned home. Her husband, Mr. Wu, was not there, and he had obviously gone to the Hechun class next door. Yesterday, when she fought with the man in Tsing Yi, she left a mess on the ground. I don't know when it was cleaned up.
Wu Jin'e thought for a long time and felt that Mr. Wu did not seem to be a diligent person. She then opened the door and cleaned up for a while, then she heard footsteps and someone came straight in.
Turning around and looking around, he saw that it was Erhou, the ruffian king whom His Highness had placed in the Hechun class. He smiled and waved: "Brother Erhou, are you here?"
Wang Erhou frowned and said, "Where did you go last night? Manager Ding came to see you if there is something urgent."
Wu Jin'e said "Ouch": "What happened last night is really a long story. Brother Erhou, either..." Before he could say the words, Wang Erhou fell to the ground. "Why don't you go to sleep first?
Let’s talk about it later.”
Liu Xiaoqi jumped down from the beam, picked up Monkey Wang with one hand, turned around and put them on the kang in the inner room. Wu Jin'e followed behind and took off Monkey Wang's shoes, took off his coat, carried him out, and threw it on the floor of the main room.
Then she returned to the back room, put the two monkeys safely in place, and covered them with bedding. Before leaving the room, she opened the door curtain and hung it on the curtain hook.
On the other side of the hall is Mr. Wu's study, with the Four Treasures of the Study on the desk. Wu Jin'e took down a stack of paper from the shelf and started grinding the ink. Once the ink was ready, she began to write a post. After finishing writing and drying, Wu Jin'e
Then he climbed up to the attic, opened the window, and hung a pine-colored dress outside.
After a while, a beggar slipped in quietly. The man glanced at the clothes on the ground and looked into the inner room through the door. The room was not big, and there were two monkeys lying on the kang, still snoring. Wu Jin'e was in the study.
The other end said angrily: "Where are you looking? Do you know that you should not look at anything inappropriate?"
The beggar hurriedly turned around and entered the study. He frowned and said, "You are just playing tricks with others. This is the master's person."
Wu Jin'e wondered: "Am I not the master's person? I am the master's person no matter what."
The beggar shook his head slightly: "What's the matter?" Wu Jin'e pointed to the post on the desk. The beggar was surprised. Wu Jin'e sighed, "The green hills are here, so I don't have to worry about not having firewood."
The beggar took a few deep breaths of cold air and said, "Does it have to be this way?"
Wu Jin'e said: "Manager Ding said that he can't wait any longer. At some point, the man named Lu will follow the vines and touch them. He has to abandon his soldiers to protect his commander."
The beggar nodded: "That's fine. It's just a matter of starting over."
Wu Jin'e said: "As long as this wave is over, the news can be released again in a year and a half."
The beggar stopped talking, picked up the pile of paper, stuffed it into his tattered cotton-padded jacket, and turned away.
That night, Lu Jian suddenly sent someone to give Jia Cong a piece of paper. There were only four words on the paper: "The wind is tight and the wind is blowing." Below it was a painting of Bai Wuchang. Jia Cong smiled and asked the visitor: "Your family
Is your nursing home still there?”
The servant said: "I don't want to keep it. I'm already packing my things. I'll leave tonight."
"Okay." Jia Cong looked at the note a few more times, "Wait and see how many people who are not afraid of death are still in Qi."
Early the next morning, a boy came outside the Lu Mansion, hurriedly sent a post to Jia Cong, and hurriedly left. Jia Cong hadn't woken up at that moment. He didn't see it until he got up. The post was written by Kong Yunxian.
, is a seven-rhyme poem with many allusions. Jia Cong read it for a long time without knowing what it meant, so he asked Shen Zhimo about it. Shen Zhimo couldn't understand it either.
Suddenly Lu Jian came, and Jia Cong asked him for advice again. Lu Jian smiled and said: "They are all very remote allusions, and ordinary people will not understand them."
Jia Cong said hurriedly: "You just tell me what it means. You don't need to explain it to me one by one by quoting scriptures."
"I thank you and Miss Shen in a roundabout way for your help." Lu Jian said, "I also invite you to visit Qufu when you have time."
Jia Cong raised his chin and said, "Even if I go to Qufu, I can't go now..."
Shen Zhimo laughed from the side and said: "Go! Let's go for a walk after the work on his ancestor's death anniversary is over, and let "Yanjing Weekly" send a cameraman as soon as possible."
Jia Cong immediately understood what he meant, shook his head and said: "Zhimo, you have been following me since you started, and you have learned bad things at a speed visible to the naked eye."
Shen Zhimo smiled and said, "Is this a good idea?"
Jia Cong clapped his hands: "Okay!" Lu Jian glanced sideways at the two of them. Jia Cong put his arm on his shoulder and looked like the two brothers were getting along, "Brother Xiao Lu, you didn't tell Mr. Lu about my identity.
.”
Lu Jian hummed: "Thank me quickly. I didn't tell anyone - I'm afraid I might have caused something dirty. If the regent of Yan State has any trouble with the Lu family, we can't afford it."
"Oh, what a good friend!"
"Good friends, right?"
"good friend!"
"Can you tell your good friend what idea you had with my uncle?" Lu frame looked at him pitifully, "I asked him for a long time yesterday and he refused to tell me."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "Don't worry, you will know in two days at most." Lu Jian glared at him.
While they were talking, Mr. Lu was interrogating Mr. Zhao alone in the Yamen. The interrogation lasted until noon. Mr. Lu was on death row and no one was allowed to visit him. Mr. Lu went out to have a quick lunch and continued the interrogation. Around Shenshi, Mr. Lu happily ran away.
When he came out, he ordered people to prepare the four treasures of the study.
The clerk asked: "Can I ask the villain to come in and give a confession?"
"No need." Mr. Lu said, "I promised to give a confession for him personally." He went in holding a pen and paper.
After half an hour, Lord Lu came out with a stack of documents, shook his head with emotion, and shouted: "That guard!" The man sent by King Qi appeared out of nowhere and silently saluted him.
Mr. Lu handed the document to him with both hands and said, "I am afraid that I may have made a mistake on my way. Please protect me and send this to the prince now."
The guard said: "Your Majesty ordered me to protect you."
Mr. Lu said: "This is more important than Xiaguan. Besides, this is the Xiaguan Yamen, and there are many guards. Xiaguan just sits and waits for you to come back." He said in a low voice, "It's really important, it's important."
The guard hesitated for a moment, took the document without saying a word, and jumped out of sight.
Lord Lu ordered: "Keep a close eye on this person. If anyone wants to come in, no matter who it is, they will be killed without mercy!" Everyone hurriedly agreed.
Mr. Lu returned to the study and sat in front of the case, thoughtfully. After half a day, he sighed and ordered someone to bring water in to wash up. He wanted to take a nap. A servant came in with a basin and said: "Master
, the water is coming.”
Master Lu came over and stretched out his hand to the servant to roll up his sleeves. The servant raised his hand, and suddenly a dagger appeared in his palm and stabbed directly into Master Lu's heart. Master Lu exclaimed: "There is an assassin!"
Before he finished speaking, a green shadow floated behind the servant, pinched his palm, and said leisurely: "Sir, don't be surprised, it's okay." Then he said to the servant, "It's not a bad idea to do something like this.
As an assassin?"
Just at this time, a government servant hurriedly ran into the yard outside the study and shouted: "Sir! It's not good! That Mr. Zhao has been kidnapped!"