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0046 Confucius Ten Philosophers

Yu Xian's face changed color.

He didn't know how much the old man had guessed, so he forced a smile and said, "Old sir, this is our first time meeting each other."

Bu Zixia laughed after hearing this.

"You are you, what does it have to do with when we meet?"

When Yu Xian heard these words, he felt a little touched in his heart.

I think this boss is different.

He suppressed the thought of running away immediately and stopped testing him. He directly asked Bu Zixia, "Old sir, how did you discover the kid?"

After hearing this, Bu Zixia put his hands comfortably into the sleeves of his robe, and said with a smile like an ordinary old man, "I, the Confucian sect, oversee sacrifices. I have some experience in the affairs of ghosts and gods, but I am also so-so in matters of the human world. People often say,

People have three fortunes, do you know which ones they are?"

Yu Xian didn't know.

He already knew that the figure in front of him was no ordinary person, so he naturally asked respectfully, "I hope the old gentleman can give me some advice."

Bu Zixia pointed to his three outstretched fingers and said in turn, "Destiny, merit, and self-cultivation. Those who have destiny will have great luck. Those who have merit will have great luck. Those who cultivate themselves will also have great luck."

Yu Xian listened confused and quickly asked for advice, "I wonder what the explanation is?"

Bu Zixia smiled and explained patiently.

"People with destiny are responsible for great achievements, just like emperors, generals and ministers. They all bear destiny, and God will help them succeed."

"Those who have meritorious deeds will benefit a place and protect the people. They will make the people rich, wise and smart, and they can move around the world like a dragon."

"Those who cultivate themselves must abide by their conscience and sharpen their conduct, and they will be as bright as jade."

"These three have Qi. Although they cannot turn misfortune into good fortune or adversity into good fortune, they will benefit people to some extent."

Yu Xian gained a lot from listening to Bu Zixia's lofty remarks.

He pondered for a while and asked curiously, "How did the old gentleman find out the kid's identity through all this?"

Bu Zixia glanced at Yu Xian, smiled and said, "I think you are not like ordinary people, so I look down upon you. The dark green destiny on your body is dim and obscure. It shows that you are not a person favored by God."

Yu Xian looked up to the sky and sighed, right?

Wu Qi is so talented, but he has wasted his whole life. Let alone having any destiny to take care of him, he is simply an abandoned child of God.

Seeing Yu Xian's silence, Bu Zixia continued, "The fire of humanity should be red, but your fire of humanity is dying and almost black. It shows that your conduct is despicable and filthy."

Even though he was talking about Wu Qi, Yu Xian couldn't help but blush.

Wu Qi’s grandson is really not that good!

Yu Xian's face was full of embarrassment. He didn't want to be looked down upon by Bu Zixia, but he couldn't explain anything.

Unexpectedly, when Bu Zixia said this, he suddenly bowed respectfully to Yu Xian.

Yu Xian was shocked on the spot and quickly turned sideways to avoid it.

This is a disciple of Confucius, one of the famous ten philosophers of Confucius. How virtuous and capable am I to receive a courtesy from him?

I heard Bu Zixia say, "Despite this, your golden merits are brilliant, and you are located between Kui and Lou, which is the country of Lu."

Yu Xian was a little confused.

I heard Bu Zixia say to Yu Xian seriously, "You have great merits from the State of Lu. Even if you are sorry to the people of the world, you are right to the people of the State of Lu."

After hearing this, Yu Xian felt mixed emotions in his heart.

Indeed, Wu Qi is no longer a toy, no matter how sorry he is to the people of the world, he is worthy of the people of Lu.

How many people of Lu State did not have to be displaced and separated from their flesh and blood because of Wu Qi!

Even if Wu Qi is destined to be unlucky, even if his moral character is corrupt, it would not be Lu's turn to be the Holy Mother Bitch and drive him out in such a mess!

Because he is right for the people who live in Lu!

Therefore, Bu Zixia, one of the ten philosophers of Confucius and a favorite disciple of Confucius, would respectfully apologize to himself.

Bu Zixia said warmly, "Your merits and virtues are in Lu, and you should be in women. Naturally, they are from Qi people. No matter how old and foolish I am, I have heard about you. Are you not Wu Qi, or who are you?"

Yu Xian was filled with emotion and bowed to the old man.

"With the old gentleman's words, I think it's worth it!"

Bu Zixia nodded slightly and said to Yu Xian, "Although it is bitter to endure humiliation, it may not be a good medicine for growth. You must remember not to underestimate yourself. Even if fate is unfavorable, you should strengthen yourself and make yourself valuable."

These words are similar to Gao He's expectations for himself.

Yu Xian never intended to be a despicable and shameless person.

This is all a drama...

According to his own defeat, he and Wei Jun had already defeated Qi State by now.

When the Jisun family takes full power, Mohism will also overwhelm Confucianism and become the dominant school in the Lu Kingdom.

Maybe, the world will be united in advance.

Yu Xian said respectfully to Bu Zixia, "Young man, once you have been taught, you must hone yourself and make your character bright."

Bu Zixia was a little surprised, but also a little happy.

Whether judging from the things he heard or from his aura, Wu Qi was a heinous person.

I didn't expect to feel such remorse.

He thought for a while and said to Yu Xian, "I have been lecturing with my disciples these days. Your senior brother Li Ke is also here. Although your master expelled you from the school, the Confucian school is vast and there is no distinction between teachings.

You can also come and listen to the lecture."

Li Ke studied the Book of Songs with Zeng Shen, and was considered a disciple of Bu Zi and Xia Zheng'er's Eight Classics.

Wu Qi had a close relationship with him before.

Yu Xian was very moved after hearing what Bu Zixia said.

When the words came to his lips, he hesitated.

Even though Wu Qi in this life betrayed the Mohist clan and ruined the reputation of the Mohist, Yu Xian himself recognized the Mohist very much.

Especially for his mentor Gao He, that kind of admiration is no longer limited by his status.

So what if he is now playing the scum-like Wu Qi?

Yu Xian still respected Gao He.

Once a teacher, always a teacher!

Bu Zixia is a wise man in the world. He thought for a moment and said with a smile, "I know that you once worshiped a Mohist as your teacher and you have some opinions about our Confucian school."

"But not all of us in the Confucian sect are people who suck the blood. There are also some people who try to treat the world gently. There are also some people who have a vast and magnanimous righteousness in their hearts. There are also some people..."

Bu Zixia paused, glanced at Yu Xian, and said in an old voice leisurely, "Like Mo Zhai, he created a new path with his passion."

When Yu Xian heard Bu Zixia's words, he was stunned.

All the Confucian disciples he had come into contact with before regarded Mo Sect as their most gnawing enemy and shouted to fight and kill him.

They even regarded Mozi, a deviant guy, as the gravedigger of Confucianism.

Who would have thought that in the words of Bu Zixia, one of the "Ten Philosophers of Confucius", Mohism would actually be a new path taken by Confucianism!

What a big heart and insight this is.

This is truly an almost saintly figure.

Yu Xian was filled with admiration.


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