Above the Skies

Chapter 1156: Confucius was bereaved

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The Avenue of Confucius suppresses the evil tiger! The news spread like wildfire.

For a time, strong men from various sects, large and small, came to study in the Lu Kingdom.

Confucius did not have too strict requirements for those who came to study. After receiving the apprenticeship ceremony, he was allowed to observe Confucius' studies. The apprenticeship ceremony that Confucius wanted was even more simple, a book!

They brought the books they had collected and came to pay homage to Confucius.

For a time, the name of Confucius became famous in the State of Lu.

Zilu, Duanmu Ci, Nangong Jingshu and other early students were even more busy and attentive. Confucius also valued these disciples very much. In addition to teaching about the Taoism, he also gave them some guidance on their practice.

This guidance allowed all students to see Confucius's erudition.

No matter what technique or mysterious spell, it was so easy in front of Confucius. In just a few words, he could point out a broad road, which made his disciples more and more impressed.

At this point, all the powerful immortals discovered that what they practiced was really just some small ways, and what the teacher taught was the great way of heaven and earth.

If you don’t listen to the big road, study the small road? A group of immortals suddenly felt ashamed.

The students learned Confucius' etiquette and became more sincere in dealing with others. They abandoned their former pride of being aloof and got along extremely harmoniously with the people around Qufu Que.

As a result, now in Qufu Palace, people do not close their doors at night and do not pick up lost things on the streets, showing the appearance of great rule of law.

During this period, as Confucius' reputation grew, Sanhuan sent people to invite him, and the King of Lu sent people to invite him. Even outside the state of Lu, it was said that Confucius was a wise man and sent people to invite him.

But Confucius didn't go anywhere. He just studied in Qufu Palace.

During this period, in addition to Confucius, Zilu, Duanmu Ci, Nangong Jingshu and others also gradually touched the edge of the great road and learned from Confucius' great road. They were surrounded by righteousness, and white light pillars shot into the sky, as if they had the atmosphere of their own great road. .

Behind Confucius, the river surged into the sky, forming a large lake in the sky, a large lake where white righteousness condensed. On the large lake, there was more than just the word "ritual".

Starting with the word "Li", the words "Poetry", "Book", "Le", "Yi" and so on began to appear. At the same time, some vague chapters seem to form a rough outline, surrounding the word "Li", as if forming a disk.

Confucius understood that this was the great roulette he had realized, but now it was only a prototype.

After giving lectures one day, Confucius chatted with the students and wandered in a forest near Qufu Queli.

"Teacher, I have been following the teacher for ten years. Now the teacher has sorted out countless books more thoroughly. The books he has given us can be said to be precious. We would like to thank the teacher for his generous teaching!" Nangong Jingshu respectfully bowed to Confucius.

"Thank you, teacher!" All the students gratefully bowed to Confucius.

At this moment, Confucius is no longer a child. Ten years later, Confucius is now seventeen years old. Although his appearance is still unremarkable, he has an otherworldly temperament.

This temperament attracted Confucius to him like stars holding the moon.

Although the seventeen-year-old Confucius did not practice Buddhism, he still had normal physical training and looked quite strong.

Confucius grabbed a long bow and shot into the distance.

"call out!"

The arrow feather instantly penetrated a long deer.

"Teacher, what a great archery skill!" A student suddenly shouted.

Confucius looked at the student. The student immediately blushed and lowered his head in embarrassment.

Obviously, this flattery is too fake. There are a bunch of immortals here. Why do they need to drink loudly to deal with a sika deer

"You don't have to be embarrassed, thinking that with my current physique, I can kill a deer with one arrow. I'm really good at archery. However, next time, I don't need to use magic to help me restrain the deer's legs!" Confucius said with a smile.

"Ah, teacher knows...?" All the immortal disciples were immediately embarrassed.

"It is not a shameful thing for me to miss a shot. Why do you often go out hunting besides reading and giving lectures? I want to tell you that there are also no practitioners among you! I know that you are learning from me. Use With an ordinary body, you can appreciate the majesty of the great road, but you must also remember that a gentleman has six arts, etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics! Among them, archery is to exercise the body. Do not neglect the body because of studying knowledge. Growth! Only with a strong body can your knowledge and research become more profound!" Confucius taught.

"Yes!" Among the students, those who had not practiced cultivation nodded.

"The six arts of a gentleman are the foundation of the world. I will practice them personally as a teacher. I hope you will remember them!" Confucius said solemnly.

"Thank you for your teaching, teacher!" all the students responded.

"Okay, my mother is not in good health. She just happened to be in good health. Use this venison to prepare some nourishing food! Give it to my mother!" Confucius said.

"Teacher, I'll get it!" Suddenly a student stepped forward to carry the prey.

Just when Confucius was about to take his students to see other places.

"Teacher, it's not good, teacher, grandma, grandma is dying, teacher!" Zilu ran over anxiously from a distance.

Grandmother? Confucius's mother, Yan

When Confucius heard Zilu's words, his expression suddenly changed: "What's going on? Let's go quickly and talk as we go!"

Yan's health has always been poor. Over the years, Confucius wanted to ask her to practice cultivation, but she refused. A group of students found all kinds of miraculous medicines, but Yan refused to take a bite. Only willing to eat some ordinary things.

No matter how much Confucius tried to persuade him, it was of no use. Now, Confucius still hoped that the sika deer he had hunted would give his mother something good to eat, but...!

Confucius rushed home in a hurry, followed closely by a group of students, all of whom had extremely solemn faces.

When Confucius came back, there were already several circles around his home, and Confucius' students were spontaneously maintaining order.

Confucius rushed into the house instantly.

In the room, Mrs. Yan was lying on the couch, breathless, and a group of people stood beside her wiping tears. Yan seemed to be still waiting, forcing herself not to close her eyes.

"Mom, why did you suddenly...!" Kong Qiu stepped forward and immediately knelt down beside Yan's bed, holding Yan's hand tightly.

Confucius knelt down, and all the students behind him also knelt down.

Even if Mrs. Yan is just an ordinary mortal patient, a group of immortals did not hesitate at all. If the teacher kneels down, how can there be any reason for the students to stand

"Qiu'er, it's okay. Mom knows she's leaving, so she's happy!" Mrs. Yan smiled weakly.

"Mother!" Confucius suddenly became anxious.

"There is no need to treat me. I know that your students have good medical skills and have saved countless villagers, but don't treat me, and you don't want to treat me either!" Mrs. Yan said stubbornly.

"Mother!" Kongqiu's eyes became moist.

Yan gently touched Kongqiu's cheek, wiped his tears, and showed a proud look.

"My mother died fourteen years ago. She went with your father, and my heart died. All these years, I just couldn't bear to have you living alone, so I held on. Seeing that you are now a learned and heavenly person, I have seen how many My mother is content with the students following her, and she knows that you have finally grown up!" Mrs. Yan said softly.

"Mom! You will be fine! My child...!" Confucius said with red eyes.

"I don't want to be good. I want to see your father. I miss him so much. Before your father died, I told him that he must wait for me. When I raise you, I will go to him. Qiu'er, I can go see your father! I'm happy. After spending all these years with you, it's time to go and see your father!" Yan said softly.

Confucius just held Yan's hand. The moisture in his eyes became even worse.

"Before I leave, I have two things to tell you!" said Yan.

"Mom, tell me, I will definitely do it!" Confucius said with red eyes.

Yan's weak hand broke away from Confucius's hand and waved to someone not far away.

A group of people stood on the side, and they immediately stepped forward. The one at the front was a young man, who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Mom, I know that you recruit many disciples. However, as the number of students increases, the number of people who want to hear your sermons every day becomes less and less, because the first position will eventually be occupied by the early students. , Mom has a selfish motive. Mom is from the Yan family. Back then, your father wanted to take a concubine, but because he was old, no other family was willing. It was the Yan family who promised to betroth me to your father. I know that you and Yan The Yan family is not close, but it is my natal family. The Yan family is declining day by day. Now, if the Yan family wants to revitalize, it must have a capable person. But how can one be capable? I know that you have always been fair, so , If I, my great-nephew, want to learn from you, I will definitely rank behind all the senior brothers according to etiquette, but this is the only seedling in my family, I hope you can help me take care of it!" Mrs. Yan looked at Confucius and said softly.

"My mother's family, the child's mother family, will definitely take care of this nephew!" Confucius said with wet eyes.

Mrs. Yan looked at everyone in the Yan family.

"Little sister, don't worry, we won't cause trouble to Qiu'er!" said an older man.

With that said, a group of people pushed the thirteen or fourteen year old boy.

"Yan Hui, pay your respects to the teacher, thank you so much, aunt!" The young man immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

Confucius nodded.

Yan also sighed. Obviously, Yan's mother's family was a worry. Now, her son agreed to help, and this worry has been solved.

"One more thing!" Yan took out a jade pendant with his other hand.

It was handed over to Confucius very solemnly.

"Although you are the reincarnation of a great sage, mother still remembers what your father was thinking about back then. Although you are a concubine, your aunt has no son, and Mengpi is seriously ill, so your father always regards you as his eldest son. , your father has always had a regret, that is, he left the Song State and came to the Lu State. He felt ashamed of his ancestors and did not return to the Song Ancestral Temple until his death. To express his condolences to his ancestors, if you have time, go back to the Song State for your father to worship his ancestors. How are you?" Yan looked at Confucius and said solemnly.

"Yes, I will definitely go back to Song Dynasty to worship my ancestors!" Confucius said with red eyes.

"This jade pendant was also given to you by your father. He had a good friend in the Song Dynasty, who was Qi Guan of the Song Dynasty. He had been Qi officials for generations, so he took 'Qi Guan' as his surname. When you return to the Song Dynasty, you will Give this jade pendant to the head of the Qi Guan family, they will recognize that your father and he arranged a baby wedding for you, haha, who would have thought that it would take so many years!" Yan weakly handed the jade pendant to Confucius. .

Baby kiss

All the students lowered their heads, showing astonishment. The teacher still has a baby kiss? With the jade pendant, go to Qi Guan's house and marry his daughter back

"Mother!" Confucius suddenly felt bitter in his heart.

However, his mother was so weak that Confucius couldn't bear to explain.

"Yes, the child will go to Qi Guan's house!" Confucius said calmly.

As if he had finished explaining everything, Yan's figure suddenly softened.

There is no pain of death due to serious illness, only a happy smile on his face.

"Husband, Zheng is here to see you!" Yan was weak and seemed to see Shu Lianghe's smile in his eyes.

It was as if Uncle Lianghe had brought a sedan to pick up the Yan family. Everything was just like when Uncle Lianghe married the Yan family.

"Mother!" Confucius cried sadly.

But Yan had already breathed her last with a smile.

While Confucius was crying, he reached out and pinched the void, and a golden light suddenly entered the center of Yan's eyebrows.

All the students who saw this move widened their eyes. What kind of method is this? Doesn’t the teacher have no cultivation

"Mom, I know that blocking you in Yang will cause you pain. What I can do is to use the Book of Life and Death to reincarnate you back to my father. I hope my parents will have a good relationship in the next life!" Confucius Tan Hands on.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled slightly, as if the light of reincarnation flashed in all directions.

Waves of dark wind blew by, and countless students took a breath of cold air, showing horror. Teacher, what kind of method is this

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

A mournful cry echoed throughout Qufu.