Young hero, please stay! !

Chapter 32 The Way of a Gentleman
There was thick smoke billowing in the library of Little Saint Xian Manor. A group of young disciples who had just finished their studies were so frightened that they wanted to call for people to put out the fire. However, they did not expect to be scolded away by an old man with a hunchback in front of the library. The old man was cursing. He lay on the deck chair in front of the library, closing his eyes and basking in the sun.

On the first floor of the library, Xie Gou, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, was blowing hard into the fire with his butt sticking out, his cheeks bulging. Opposite him, Ah Dao also had a face full of soot. The two of them worked hard for a long time, but they couldn't make it. The fire was lit.

Under the thick smoke, Meng You and Sun Zhongyan sat aside, with the liquor Sun Zhongyan brought from his hometown in Liangzhou in front of them.

Sun Zhongyan was already very drunk, and he started to get drunk after two drinks. He listened to Meng You talk about what happened all the way, and saw that his only playmate since childhood was not going to die soon. Even if his usual temperament was no longer Gentle, at this time I also felt a little angry spreading in my chest.

With a smile on his face, Meng You looked at the two little guys who wanted to grill fish for him. He pursed his lips and said, "Is it really okay?"

Sun Chongyan shook his head and said a little drunkenly: "It's okay, I've already informed the third master."

"That's good, but I really didn't expect that a piece of wood like you could actually make friends! I've been worried about whether you would be bullied here!"

Seeing Meng You's bright smile that was no different from the past, Sun Zhongyan took advantage of his drunkenness and whispered softly: "You should be more careful. If you have something to say, speak it out and don't keep it in your heart."

Meng You nodded, "You're the only piece of wood to worry about."

Meng You hesitated to speak. After thinking for a long time, he finally said, "Sun Mumu."

"Ok?"

"Promise me one thing."

"Say."

Meng You had a rare moment of seriousness. He looked into Sun Zhongyan's eyes and said solemnly: "You are the most promising among the three of us. In the future, if you really learn enough to learn and become a high official, you must take care of yourself." Protect the folks in Ciqikou! If that day comes, I hope you can take them all away!"

It was the first time that Sun Zhongyan saw such a serious Meng You. He drank another glass of strong wine and said drunkenly: "Okay!"

Meng You smiled. The image of Ciqikou City being destroyed in his mind could not help but appear in his mind every night.

But he had no one to talk about these things. Just like Sun Zhongyan said, he liked to digest everything silently in his heart.

The two little guys were smoked into two pieces of black coal, but they still happily took the grilled fish and reached Meng You's side.

Ah Dao is indeed a well-known ruthless person in Xiaoshengxian Village. Although his eyes never left the grilled fish, he handed it to Meng You generously and said proudly: "In our place, if you eat fish, you are a good brother. Yes! Well, this is the fish I grilled myself, we will help each other if anything happens in the future!"

Meng You looked at this little girl with a smile, and felt a little funny. It seemed that he was like this when he was her age, pulling Sun Mumu around all day long, playing tricks on the rivers and lakes, hoeing the strong and supporting the weak, and making friends after three weeks. , At that time, he couldn't understand Sun Mutou's expression of despair, but now that he thought about it carefully, he did find it a bit interesting.

The little girl watched Meng You eat her grilled fish eagerly, and then she grabbed another grilled fish and started eating it with satisfaction. While eating, she asked vaguely: "Sun Zhongyan, those guys who study together always They are bullying Xie Gou, why do you always stop me when I want to beat them up?"

Hearing this, Sun Chongyan said calmly: "Most of the current Little Saints and Xianshuang are from the Qin State and have deep family backgrounds. We all come from a small place. It is natural for them to look down on us. Some things must be tolerated. It's over. If you really hit them, you'll beat the little one, then the big one, then the big one, then the old one. It will annoy them to death."

A'dao nodded, seeming to think what Sun Zhongyan said made sense, "Well, let's listen to you first. Anyway, if they continue to push further, you can't stop me anymore!"

"That's right, Sun Zhongyan, we have a friendship over grilled fish. You can't just sit idly by when the time comes!" Xie Gou said with a mouth full of oil, "It's great to be a high official! If the worst happens, I'll just slap my butt and leave!"

Meng You looked at Sun Zhongyan and said softly: "Are you in trouble?"

Sun Zhongyan shook his head: "I have never taken it to heart. However, the scholars sent by the major families of the Six Kingdoms have been at odds with the generals and ministers of Qin for a long time. The Little Saint Xian Manor prohibited the disciples from making enemies in private, so they We can only compete for the top spot in the assessment."

Meng You saw an expression of gloating on Sun Zhongyan's face, and joked: "Every time you smile like this, it's definitely up to you! Last time your mother was bullied in the county, did you laugh? After that, within a month, the homes of wealthy families in the county were ransacked!"

Sun Chongyan became much more cheerful due to his drunkenness. He pointed at the tomboy enjoying the meal and said with a big smile: "This girl cares more than me. She has been ranked first for three consecutive years. The teeth of the disciples of Da Qin are itchy with anger."

Meng You looked at this unkempt little girl in surprise. On the way here, he heard that there were several famous students from Xiaoshengxian Manor. Let’s not talk about Sun Zhongyan, a guy who has always been secretive. But Meng You I didn't expect that the female student who had topped the list for three consecutive years was actually the little girl in front of me.

"Find a way to save your life?"

"Old man Wei just asked me to follow Mr. San to study at Xiaoshengxian Manor. As for the rest, he didn't tell me much."

"What?! You said reading can save lives?"

Meng You was not sure, but Old Man Wei had told him so, and with his current body, he could only do so.

Outside the library, Zhang Zifang stood on one side, quietly listening to the laughter and laughter coming from the library.In this world-famous little sage's village, I haven't heard such unbridled laughter in an unknown amount of time.

The hunchbacked old man lying on the rocking chair opened his eyes slightly, and saw that the third head of the Confucian family was eavesdropping in the corner like a Jianghu Xiaoxiao. He also said with a cold face: "Haven't you heard enough?"

Zhang Zifang turned around with a smile and gave the junior salute to the unattractive old man, "Senior, I haven't seen you for a long time."

The old man squinted his eyes and didn't pay attention to the third head of the Confucian school at all: "What happened to you kid again? I just stopped here for 20 years, and three more naughty little guys came. I This is a library, not a place to look after children!”

Zhang Zifang looked at the unhappy old man with a smile on his face, "Zifang brought some trouble to the Confucian family behind Senior Brother's back, so Zifang was punished to come to this library to copy books."

The old man said with some surprise: "I'm not surprised that you got into trouble, but I'm a little surprised that the leader only punished you by copying books."

"Thanks to Second Senior Brother's mediation, I was not severely punished."

"Yan Lu? You have a mellow and scholarly appearance. You have been taking the blame for you since you started. At such an age, you are still so troublesome."

Zifang said respectfully: "Senior, can you go and intercede with Xun Sheng? Regarding the life of the young man inside, apart from Xun Sheng, there is no other person in the world who can help him get rid of his death energy."

The old man looked unhappy, "I want to go by myself. We agreed at the beginning that he would live in his bamboo sea and I would live in my library, and we would never interact with each other until we die."

Zifang seemed to be quite familiar with the old man. He completely ignored the old man's prevarications and just bowed his head to the end: "Thank you, senior, Zifang."

The old man ignored Zhang Zifang, who turned around and entered the library. He was still lying on the rocking chair leisurely, with a smile on his face and humming a hometown song from an unknown era.

Seeing the third master walking into the library, Xie Gou and A Dao immediately helped Sun Zhongyan, who was drunk, and left. Zhang Zifang looked at the fire that had just extinguished on the first floor, and scattered some torn pieces. The third master bent down to pick up half of the paper, and found that it was all covered with Xie Gou's crooked handwriting. The paper that was supposed to be a record of his studies was filled with all kinds of little people.

The little Taoist priest who had fallen asleep after drinking a glass of strong wine was lying on the stairs, lying on his back. Even though he was unconscious, he still held the sword he got from the Mo family tightly in his arms and refused to let go.

Guo Xiaobai was previously sent by the third master to work as a busboy in the restaurant where he had to deliver meals to Little Sage Village every day, so now, the only two sober people in the library are Zhang Zifang and Meng You.

The Third Sect Leader casually took a Confucian classic from the bookshelf and handed it to Meng You's hand: "I'll have my back tomorrow."

Meng You took the Confucian classic and nodded silently without asking why.

"Don't you want to ask why? If I was dying soon, I wouldn't be as indifferent as you are. Studying? If your life is about to die, why should you read? Can studying save your life?" The third head looked resigned. Meng You asked curiously.

Unexpectedly, Meng You shook his head, with a wry smile on his face: "You only have one life. Who can not be afraid when you are about to die? But what's the use of being afraid? If I can save myself with my little ability, I I have already thought of a way. Even the Mohist giants like Old Man Wei are helpless. What can I do even if I don’t give in? Although I don’t read much, I still know how many high-ranking people in the world want to We hope to live forever, but in the end, aren’t we all dead and can’t die anymore?”

The third master nodded appreciatively: "He has a calm temperament."

"It's just a habit I picked up when I was practicing boxing. I always thought studying was the most difficult thing in the world, but when I think about those three years now, I get goosebumps all over my body." Meng You smiled and raised his hand. He took the wine glass and asked tentatively: "Mr. [-], would you like a sip?"

The third master shook his head: "I haven't touched it for many years."

"Mr. [-], did you drink before?"

"Instead of talking about drinking, it is more appropriate to be addicted to alcohol. It's just that I missed something important because of drinking, and I haven't touched it since then."

There was a flash of nostalgia in the eyes of the third master, and he took some basic Confucian classics and went up to the second floor.

"Drink less. There are many better people and things in this world than wine. Once the injury is cured, let's go and see more about the world."

"Mr. Three, what should you do if you encounter something you don't understand while studying?"

"You don't need to ask for a deep explanation. I don't want you to delve into knowledge. I just want you to find the truth you think in the book."

Meng You raised his head and looked at the third gentleman who was going upstairs. He shook the wine bottle in his hand and found that there was still half a bottle left. He drank less and could survive for a while.

Meng You picked up the cup of Confucian classics, gritted his teeth under the influence of wine, and opened the Confucian classics.

Late at night, the little Taoist priest was awakened by the urge to urinate. After returning from going to the toilet, he found an oil lamp in the corner of the library. Meng You was wearing a cloak and surrounded by books of various materials.

The little Taoist priest was a book lover. Just as the alcohol had dissipated, he sat across from Meng You, picked up the book he had read, and began to read it carefully.

They didn't sleep all night, but the two of them still showed no sign of fatigue.

One person does not want to waste time because time is running out.One person is immersed in it and unable to extricate himself.

In just one night, Meng You read dozens of classics, but the little Taoist priest only had three or five books around him in one night.

The third master came down from the second floor and looked at the two people who were forgetting to sleep and eat. No matter what the reason was, these two people looked like scholars.

The third master walked out of the library holding a thick stack of copy papers. Looking at the vibrant Little Saint's Manor, the aura of awe in his heart also flourished.

Since the senior Xun Sheng has already nodded in agreement, all that's left is to get the head brother's nod.

I just don't know if the second senior brother can persuade the head senior brother who only values ​​rules with his sharp tongue.

In the Little Sage Village's 'Don't Say Residence', the first and second masters of Confucianism are sitting opposite each other by the railings, looking at the endless sea.

The sea breeze blew by, and the hair of Yan Lu, the second head of the Confucian family, moved slightly. He picked up the freshly heated tea on the side and poured it into the tea cup in front of the head brother.

The tea was only half full.

The second master, Yan Lu, is a scholar with a gentler temperament than Zhang Zifang. He is as elegant as a chrysanthemum and has a delicate appearance. Everyone in the world feels like spring breeze when they see him.

In contrast, the big head has a serious face. Confucianism attaches great importance to rules. As the leader of Confucianism, he is naturally a person who attaches great importance to rules.

"Where is the ovary?" the head master asked softly.

"He is still copying books in the library."

The headmaster Nan Yulou glanced at this junior brother who had grown up with him since childhood, and took a sip of tea. "Did Zifang send you to be a lobbyist? Do you hope that I can agree to join forces with the Mo family to overthrow the Qin Dynasty?"

Yan Lu nodded.

The Third Master Zifang also walked into the house at this time.

"Kneel down!" Nan Yulou's voice was unmistakable.

The third master nodded slightly and slowly knelt in front of the master's senior brother.

The second master, Yan Lu, sighed softly, stood up and knelt beside his junior brother.

"Yan Lu, is this your original wish?"

"Yes, Senior Sect Master."

"What reasons do you have, tell me and listen." Nan Yulou looked at this most stable junior brother and said angrily.

"Brother."

"I didn't ask you, it's not your turn to speak!" Nan Yulou looked at his junior brother and said coldly: "You have done so many things behind my back, I will settle the score with you later!"

Yan Lu made a gesture and said softly: "Senior brother, it's all my decision. If you blame me, just punish me."

"What's your decision? It's your decision to put Little Sage Village and the inheritance of Confucianism on the stove, and to confuse the entire Confucianism with the rebellion of the empire?"

"Yan Lu is willing to accept Confucian family law."

There was silence in the room. The headmaster Nan Yulou looked at the two kneeling junior brothers, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"How should we deal with it according to family law if we ignore the rules of our ancestors and sages?"

"Expelled from the master's sect." The second master Yan Lu said softly.

Anger emerged on the head's face. He patted the tea table in front of him vigorously and scolded: "For the past 30 years, you have been hiding in the library studying academic articles, hoping to continue to go before Master Lu. Why is it that the road that has not yet been completed is just gone, abandoning the great road and ignoring it?"

"Senior brother, junior brother has something to say." The third master looked at the senior brother and said neither humble nor arrogantly.

"Say."

"The most holy teacher has said that he should not give in to justice, act bravely when he sees justice, and want to save the people of Li from the fire. Isn't this what a gentleman does?"

"Zifang, no need to say more." Yan Lu stopped him hastily.

"Assisting the empire to rebel and disrupt the world, Zifang, tell me, what kind of kindness is this, and what kind of righteousness is it?"

"A benevolent person loves others. A righteous person is altruistic. In troubled times, whether a gentleman should help others or seek profit for his own reputation, please give me some advice, senior brother!"

"The Master said that those who can practice five things are benevolent in the world. They are respectful, tolerant, trustworthy, sensitive, and merciful. They live respectfully, serve respectfully, and are loyal to others. If the people do not know humility, the officials do not know incorruptibility, and the ministers do not know loyalty, If every subject wants to deceive the emperor and ignores his superiors, the world will surely fall into disaster again!"

"If you don't care about everything and just ask the people to be loyal to the emperor, can the world be peaceful and the people live and work in peace and contentment? Junior brother only knows that those who have gained the Tao will have many help, and those who have lost the Tao will have few."

"Oh, the ovary has really grown up. Do you want to have a Confucian debate with your senior brother?" Although Nan Yulou looked ugly, he still expressed special admiration for this young junior brother in his tone: "Little Shengxian Manor is the best in the world. This is a holy place for scholars, if we don’t preach the way of peace, the world will definitely be in chaos again.”

"The people are the most valuable, the country is the second most important, and the king is the least important. This world is always the world of the people in the world, not the world of King Qin Ying's family."

"Needless to say, we Confucians only focus on the study of knowledge and do not get involved in military and state politics. We are sensitive to things and cautious in speaking. We must know that there is no way for blessings and misfortunes, but people can only take it for themselves. A gentleman does not complain about heaven or ignore others, and people will take care of themselves. To insult others is to insult them." Nan Yulou looked at the two junior brothers kneeling in front of him, "Qin merged with the six kingdoms, and more than tens of millions of soldiers and civilians in the world lost their lives due to the war. There should be no more wars in this world."

Zhang Zifang stopped and argued with reason: "The emperor is unkind and cannot protect the world. The princes are unkind and cannot protect the country. If the king does not implement benevolent government, the world will be in chaos!"

Nan Yulou's hands on his knees were clenched into fists.

He has practiced the way of a gentleman, so how could he not understand these principles?

Yan Lu looked at the two people who were arguing and said softly: "Zifang, please leave first. I have something to say with the head brother."

After the third master left, Nan Yulou showed a smile. He called the second junior brother to sit back and said with a chuckle: "Zifang's temper is exactly the same as when I was young."

Yan Lu poured tea for his senior brother and said softly: "Zifang's knowledge will definitely surpass us in the future."

Nan Yulou nodded, "With your character, you have never cared about these things. It was because in the battle of Changping, Qin Keng killed 40 Zhao soldiers and surrendered, that you decided to go that way with Zifang. ?”

"I have devoted myself to studying for 30 years, but my junior brother has never been able to truly forget the hatred of my country and my family. I let my senior brother down."

"No one is a sage, how can he have no faults? The sage and sage once said that no one is perfect. Even the sage and sage can't escape the rules of human ethics, emotions and desires, let alone the scholars of the younger generation like us."

Yan Lu nodded silently and looked at his senior brother with some worry: "If the empire really takes action against my Confucian family, what are your plans, senior brother?"

"I am the head of Confucianism, so naturally the inheritance of Confucianism is given priority in everything."

Yan Lu nodded. His senior brother said that it seemed that he had already made plans to die.

Even if he doesn't die, it will be difficult for him to be even half as diligent in the gentleman's way he has cultivated in this life.

Just like how to deal with the Mohists, using the world's popular opinion and benevolence and morality as a sword, you can make the Confucians fall into a situation of eternal disaster without even using a single soldier!
"What is Xun Sheng's attitude?"

"I haven't said anything to stop it yet."

When Nan Yulou heard this, he frowned.

As the head of Confucianism, he naturally knows some ancient events that ordinary people don't know.Xun Sheng had the worst temper among the Confucian saints. When he was young, he would get into fights if he disagreed with others. Later, when he became more knowledgeable, his temper became much calmer.Xun Sheng had countless disciples in his life, but the one who was most in line with Xun Sheng's heart was definitely South Korea's Gongzi Fei!

But the young master died unexpectedly, and even Xun Sheng could not find any trace of him.

So this time Xun Sheng did not stop the choice of Zifang and Yan Lu, which was actually equivalent to acquiescence.

What a temper Xun Sheng has!
Nan Yulou had a headache. He was supposed to practice the way of a gentleman, but he went against his original intention and chose not to care about worldly affairs.But the other three were like grasshoppers on a rope, and they themselves became the bad guys.

"I heard that Young Master Fusu will be inspecting Qilu next year, Yan Lu, I don't want Confucianism to be involved in this whirlpool."

Yan Lu heard the underlying meaning of his senior brother's words and bowed respectfully to him!
(End of this chapter)