Song Dynasty, Shangqiu! At the official residence of Qi!
Qi Guan Zheng's third daughter, Qi Guan Chi, was wearing a bright red robe, holding a brush in her hand and gently sketching a portrait of a man on the paper.
In the portrait, it is none other than Wang Xiong.
"Miss, who is this you drew?" A maid looked at the scroll in front of her curiously.
"This is what my future husband will look like!" Qi Guan said with determination on his face.
"Ah? Really? Let me see! Which young master it is!" The maid immediately rushed forward.
"Hey, don't look!" Qi Guanchi suddenly blushed and covered his face with his hands.
"Ah? I've never seen him before. The man in this portrait doesn't seem to be that good!" The maid suddenly frowned and thought.
"Are you blind? You are so handsome, can't you see?" Qi Guanchi rolled his eyes immediately.
"Well, I don't think it looks that good anyway!" The maid shook her head.
"That's because you don't know how to appreciate it! Only I can see it!" Qi Guanchi suddenly said proudly.
"Can only the young lady see it?" the maid asked curiously.
Qi Guanchi suddenly showed a depressed look: "Well, besides me, there are three women who are also very discerning!"
"Ah? What three women?" the maid asked curiously.
"You don't understand!" Qi Guanchi immediately shook his head.
Just when the maid was about to ask, she suddenly heard footsteps not far away.
Qi Guanchi's expression changed, and he immediately waved his hand. The portrait of Wang Xiong he had just drawn was instantly blackened with ink.
"Chi'er, are you here? It's easy to find a father!" Qi Guan was walking at the front and suddenly laughed.
"Dad, why are you here?" Qi Guanchi suddenly laughed.
"Are you painting again? Hey, what are you painting!" Qi Guan was looking at the dark paper and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.
Qi Guanchi saw that the maid behind his father had brought a scroll, and he raised his eyebrows.
"Dad, who are you going to betroth me to? I told you last time about Xiang Xu's son that I would not marry him! And don't introduce me to him again in the future!" Qi Guanchi frowned.
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's a major matter of marriage. How can you mess with your parents' orders?" Qi Guanzheng said with a frown.
"My grandfather said that I make the decision on my marriage!" Qi Guanchi said immediately.
"Grandpa? When did you see your grandpa? He was already gone when you were born!" Qi Guanzheng said angrily.
"Dad, I've asked you many times, what do you and mother want? When my skills are complete, I will find them for you. It will be considered as my daughter's favor in this life! Have you thought about it?" Qi Guanchi looked at it. Asked Qi Guanzheng.
"Chi'er, what nonsense are you talking about? Alas, your brain has been abnormal since you were a child. Unexpectedly, it is getting worse...!" Qi Guanzheng suddenly sighed.
"Dad, when did I become abnormal?" Qi Guanchi suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Okay, son of Doctor Xiang, I won't advise you anymore. This time, my father has found a family for you. You were already promised to a family before you were born. Look!" Qi Guan was signaling to the maid on the side. .
The maid immediately unfolded a scroll, and it was Confucius inside.
Because Wang Xiong's golden body was damaged, his soul clone was born from the golden body. His appearance was different from Wang Xiong's, so Qi Guanchi didn't recognize him.
"Dad!" Qi Guanchi said suddenly depressed.
"This man's name is Kong Qiu. He has studied the great ways of heaven and earth. He is the most urgently needed person in the Song Dynasty. He has begged me personally. Just now, my father came back from the palace and the King of Song also begged me. I have already asked him in front of the King of Song. The doctor promises that Confucius must be kept! He must be kept!" Qi Guan said solemnly.
"Dad, why don't you listen to your daughter's thoughts?" Qi Guanchi said angrily.
"There's nothing to think about. That Kong Qiu won't bury you. My father also showed you some pictures in the past. You don't like handsome men. You don't like powerful people. You don't like rich people. , Immortal, you don’t look down on him, what kind of outstanding people are there in the world? Now this Confucius has a great road to the sky, you have to agree even if you don’t agree!” Qi Guanzheng said solemnly.
"I won't agree!" Qi Guanchi said angrily.
"Okay, that's it. I'm not here to discuss with you this time, but to tell you!" Qi Guanzheng said in a deep voice.
"Dad!" Qi Guanchi was very depressed.
"It's useless for you to cry to your mother. I have already promised King Song and Doctor Xiang. If it doesn't work out, my father will not be able to gain a foothold in the court!" Qi Guanzheng said in a deep voice.
"I don't agree, I don't agree!" Qi Guanchi shouted anxiously.
However, Qi Guanzheng ignored her and didn't want to get entangled with her daughter. He told Qi Guanchi, his maid, that he was optimistic about Qi Guanchi and left.
"snort!"
Qi Guanchi angrily tore the scroll into pieces.
"Miss!" the maid said worriedly.
"Confucius? Confucius? Huh, I don't care about Confucius. I'm so angry!" Qi Guan said in a bitter voice.
"Miss, this is the first time that this master is angry. He will not give up on what he has decided!" the maid said worriedly.
There was a sudden change in Qi Guan's eyes, and he finally gritted his teeth: "Hmph, there is no way I can marry Confucius. What is the origin of Confucius?"
"Ah? I don't know!" The maid immediately shook her head.
"If you don't go and inquire, go and come back!" Qi Guanchi was furious.
"Yes!" The maid immediately went to find some servants at home to inquire. Soon, I came back.
"Miss, I found out that Kong Qiu was a great sage from the Lu State and had many students following him. Those who want to pay homage to their ancestors after returning from the Lu State should be greeted by the doctor in person," the maid said.
"Sacrifice to ancestors? Humph, this must be another person who came here to propose marriage on purpose. It's all my fault, dad. The eldest and second sisters were married off by dad to two high-ranking brothers-in-law. In exchange for dad's stable status, the eldest and second sisters are not very happy. , and later, he spread my portrait and asked me to...!" Qi Guan said with hatred.
"Miss doesn't want to get married, what should I do? It's impossible to change the master's decision!" the maid worriedly asked.
A cold light flashed in Qi Guan's red eyes: "Dad can't change? Then I'll ask Confucius to change. Hmm, I'll go find Confucius and ask him to reject the marriage. That's all!"
"Ah? Miss, are you going to find Confucius yourself?" the maid exclaimed.
"Not bad!" Qi Guanchi immediately rolled up his sleeves and said bitterly.
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Song Dynasty, Shangqiu, Confucius' ancestral home!
Sitting in the central courtyard of the ancestral home, Confucius had a collection of books from the ancestral home stacked in front of him. While looking at the collection of books, Confucius drank tea prepared by Yan Hui.
In front of him, Uncle Nangong Jing smiled bitterly and said: "Teacher, I went to ask the officials of the Song Ancestral Temple, but I didn't get Doctor Xiang's permission. I'm afraid you are not allowed to participate in this ancestor worship!"
"Oh?" Kongqiu put down the tea cup and looked at Uncle Nangong Jing.
"Teacher, this is to make things difficult for the doctor. The Song Dynasty worships its ancestors, and the descendants of the living surnames must make contributions to the Song Dynasty before they are qualified to worship their ancestors. In the past, as long as a large amount of money was provided, it was considered a contribution. This The so-called contribution is just a kind of intention, nothing more than a small amount. However, now, when the students went to send some money, they abandoned it like a dirty shoe. After some inquiry, the students found out that the order was given to the doctor, and no one dared to Open your mouth to the teacher!" Uncle Nangong Jing frowned.
"Have you made great contributions to the Song Dynasty? Can you offer sacrifices to your ancestors?" Confucius frowned slightly.
"Teacher, this is what Xiang Xu is trying to do. He wants the teacher to stay in the Song Dynasty! The official in charge of ancestor worship also said that as long as the teacher is willing to stay in the Song Dynasty and sit in charge of the Song Dynasty, he will make a great contribution to the Song Dynasty. Isn't this very good? Is it obvious? Forcing the teacher to stay in the Song Dynasty! This Xiang Xu is a villain!" Nangong Jingshu said depressedly.
Confucius shook his head: "Xiang Xu is a man who is loyal to the emperor, patriotic, upright and upright. He is not a villain!"
"Isn't this a villain? If he is not a villain, why would he be so difficult?" Uncle Nangong Jing said depressedly.
Confucius shook his head: "It is for the sake of righteousness that he desecrates himself and the country. He is not a villain! Besides, he didn't do everything to the best of his ability. He just raised the conditions for ancestor worship!"
"However, this improvement is infinite. Whatever we do, they don't recognize our contribution as enough, so what's the use?" Uncle Nangong Jing asked worriedly.
"Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there is a willful person, nothing can be accomplished. If you are a teacher in the Song Dynasty, you will not stay. If you stay in the Song Dynasty, it will be difficult to continue to study knowledge. However, worshiping ancestors is my father's last wish. It is impossible for me to give up and make a great contribution to the Song Dynasty? In fact, speaking of it, the Song Dynasty really encountered a catastrophe now!" Confucius shook his head and said.
"Great disaster? Teacher, are you saying there is a famine in the Song Dynasty?" Uncle Nangong Jing asked curiously.
Along the way, Nangong Jingshu also saw a lot of people. Although they did not exchange their children for food, they were still victims of the disaster. Not long ago, Uncle Nangong Jing met a beggar who was carrying a portrait of Bao Si. The beggar was hunted down and escaped, but he also starved to death.
The entire Song Dynasty was shrouded in a huge famine.
"There has been no huge drought in the past two years, so why are there such disasters?" Kong Qiu looked at Nangong Jingshu and said.
"Students just heard that in the Song Dynasty, the grain production was reduced, and even in many places, there was no harvest. The people had no harvest, and the major families were also in short supply. Could it be...!" Nangong Jingshu said in surprise.
"In the year of great disaster, the Song Dynasty was in turmoil, but this is not the key!" Confucius raised his head and looked at the sky.
All the students also looked up at the sky.
At this moment, all the students imitated Confucius and looked towards the sky with the righteousness of the Great Dao.
"Black energy? Is this black energy? Demonic energy?"
"The entire Shangqiu is enveloped in a layer of evil and evil aura?"
"No, it's not just Shangqiu. Besides Shangqiu, could it be that the entire Song Dynasty was enveloped by this evil spirit?"
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A group of students screamed.
"Do you feel that this demonic energy is a bit familiar?" Confucius looked at the imperceptible energy in the sky.
"Ah, it's the devil tiger. The devil tiger that Shao Zhengmao released, the student remembered it!" Duanmu Ci exclaimed at the side.
Duanmuci, who was the last person to guard the devil tiger, had always been brooding over his negligence in his duty. The devilish aura of the devil tiger was even burned into his heart. How could he forget it
"Devil Tiger?" The expressions of all the students changed.
"The devil tiger and the victorious nine heavens?" Confucius thought thoughtfully.
Just as Confucius was frowning and thinking, an angry shout suddenly came from outside the house.
"Confucius, come out! What qualifications do you have to marry Qi Guanchi!" A shout came from outside the door.
The scolding made Confucius frown slightly, and the faces of all the students also darkened.
ps; historical knowledge, when Confucius was nineteen years old, when he returned to the Song Dynasty to worship his ancestors, there was indeed a revolution in the Song Dynasty in the past few years. Guanqi checked the historical data and found that it was probably within the past few years. Whether it was a coincidence or not, Guanqi cannot guarantee, but historical data does record that there was a widespread famine in the Song Dynasty in the past few years.