Confucius seventy-one, the state of Lu, the west to hunt for Lin!
After the death of black Qilin, Confucius'' noble and upright Qi was exhausted. Of course, Confucius road has been completed, Haoran Zhengqi is constantly being repaired.
However, with the solution of Ye he''s rebellion against heaven, Confucius''s last wish in this world was also forgotten.
In order to report the resentment in Confucius'' heart, ye he was tortured for four years, and he was finally enlightened to love Qi guanchi.
No matter how much Confucius hated Ye he against heaven, Qi guanchi hoped that he could be better. Therefore, Confucius fulfilled Qi Guan Chi''s last wish and helped him for the last time.
Since then, Confucius has not been in good health.
A group of students, all showing anxiety, would like to put all the elixir into the mouth of Confucius, to help Confucius live a long life.
However, Confucius refused to agree.
How could these students escape the eyes of Confucius.
The students talked to Confucius more than once, but Confucius shook his head. Endure the physical pain, again in the energy is not bad time, to teach students.
"Teacher, look at your pain, the students suffer!" Ziyu showed a bitter and astringent meaning.
Confucius shook his head: "life, old age, death, human nature, you do not need to be like this!"
"But you don''t have to...!" There was a burst of anxiety among the students.
How many times to persuade, but the teacher''s will can not change.
"Remember what I told you? What kind of Confucianist am I Confucius looked gently at the students.
"Confucianism?" The people looked at Confucius with pain.
"Confucianism, not my own Confucianism, is all of us Confucianism, I just started a head, in the future, you need to carry forward and expand it!" Confucius looked at a group of students.
At the moment, the tone, as if in the account of the general.
"Teacher, Confucianism was founded by you, we are just...!" Ziyu said immediately.
Confucius shook his head: "Laozi realized the essence of Taoism and used it for nearly a Yuan Dynasty. Why did it take me only a few decades? It''s not that I have too much understanding, but because I have you, three people, there must be my teacher! Choose the good and follow it, and change the bad! I am your teacher, you are my teacher too! In recent years, Confucianism is not only my own enlightenment, but also the Enlightenment of you and me
"Teacher!" The students felt ashamed.
"Your understanding is not much worse than mine, but why do you feel so inferior sometimes?" Confucius looked at the students.
"Teacher, how can we compare with you?" Ziyu immediately shook his head.
"No, Ziyu, you feel inferior, don''t you? You are not bad, your understanding, I see in the eyes, you are not bad! I''m here, you will never be able to be on your own, I''m gone, you can better bloom brilliance! Carry forward Confucianism to a greater extent! " Confucius was solemn.
"Teacher, we, we can''t do without you!" The students cried.
"I don''t need to be a little girl. I''ve been very satisfied with hearing the sound of the road and establishing the Confucian road. I''m going to do my work, and I''m going to accompany you too!" Confucius said with a gentle smile.
"Teacher!" All the students were distressed.
"Don''t be sad. It''s just a farewell. It''s nothing. My Confucianism and Taoism are here for the time being. However, your Confucianism and Taoism can''t stop here. It''s a long way to go Confucius was solemn.
All the students are very happy.
And this, perhaps, is Confucius'' last lecture.
In the following time, Confucius was getting worse and worse.
When Confucius was seventy-three years old, Confucius sat alone on the bench of a big tree at the head of the village, stroking the smooth bench that Qi guanchi had been waiting for himself, and gave a smile.
"I''ve come to see you, Chichi!" Confucius showed his last smile.
Confucius closed his eyes.
Zi Yu, who poured a cup of tea for Confucius not far away, suddenly changed his face.
"Teacher, teacher! Wake up, teacher Ziyu exclaimed.
"PATA!"
Qufu que Li everywhere, countless students suddenly tremble, the hands of things unconsciously fell down, together rushed over.
All the Confucius students burst into tears.
"Teacher!" Countless students came crying.
Zi Yu hugged Confucius in tears, and his magic power poured into his body. However, no matter how he poured it, Confucius would never wake up again.
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All the students burst into tears.
On this day, the Qufu palace was full of mourning, and even the whole sky of the state of Lu was filled with a great cry. All the people of the state of Lu felt as if they had lost something, and they all felt miserable.
"What''s wrong with me? Why am I crying? "
"Well, I feel bad!"
"What''s the matter? Why do I want to cry all of a sudden……………………
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The sadness of the state of Lu attracted the attention of countless Lu people. Soon, the news of the death of Confucius spread throughout the whole state of Lu, and the king of Lu led all the officials to pay tribute to him.
Qufu que Li, for a time, is full of sad voice.
All the students spontaneously put on their clothes and wore filial piety to see Confucius off as a filial son.
Many people came to Qufu que Li, all of them came spontaneously to remember the departure of this sage.
At the request of Confucius, Confucius'' tomb and Qi guanchi''s tomb were buried together.
In the place of Confucius'' tomb, the students had deep feelings with Confucius. Even if Confucius had been gone for a month, no one had left.
Even, I don''t know who started. All the daily necessities were moved to the place where Confucius'' tomb was, and lived in the place of Confucius'' tomb.
Filial piety!
Confucius students should be filial to Confucius. From the first person, all of them moved to live around Confucius'' tomb.
Not only Confucius students, but also numerous people in the state of Lu who were educated by Confucius'' virtue moved to Confucius'' tomb.
Looking at the tomb of Confucius every day is like a sage standing in front of him.
Soon, this cemetery, gathered countless people to guard filial piety, home.
In the state of Lu, this kind of "from the tomb to the home" has caused a great sensation. It has shocked not only the state of Lu, but also the whole world.
Home from the grave? Confucius is the only one in the world. After his death, he can still arouse such a great appeal.
At this moment, the sages of all walks of life in the world were suddenly eclipsed in front of Confucius. At this moment, the monarchs of all countries in the world raised their glasses to the direction of Confucius'' cemetery with a sigh.
At this moment, the whole world remembered Confucius.
The site of Confucius'' tomb is now known as Kongli, and the former residence of Confucius is named "temple hall". So far, all the children of new Confucianists will offer sacrifices to Confucius Temple to show their gratitude to Confucius.
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Yue!
On a large lake, Fan Li and Xi Shi were boating.
Xi Shi was not in a good mood because she was in Fan Li''s arms. Fan Li clenched his teeth, and there was a sharp flash in his eyes.
"Xishi, I have left a letter to Wenzhong!" Fan Li said gently.
When it comes to Wenzhong, thinking of her experiences in the past few years, Xi Shi''s body suddenly trembles, like a frightened bird.
Fan Li hugged Xi Shi with heartache: "don''t worry, this time, I won''t be merciful any more. Confucius had already seen through everything. He asked me to ask myself every day," does what I want belong to me? Who made me lose what I should have? Who is it? ''"
Xi Shi looked at Fan Li with a flash of surprise in her eyes.
"You belong to me. It''s the writing that makes me lose you. Let Goujian and Fucha treat you and me...!" Fan Li''s eyes flashed with cruelty.
Xishi lowered her head.
"Don''t worry, the letter I sent to Wenzhong can ensure that Goujian and Wenzhong will be provoked to death by Goujian. You and I will wait for the news." Fan Li said in a deep voice.
"Really?" Xi Shi looked at Fan Li.
Looking at Xi Shi, who was like a frightened bird, Fan Li felt more and more distressed.
"That''s right. According to the news from the state of Lu, when Confucius passed away, we would go to pay homage to Confucius and thank him for his help. Then, we would hide our names in the world, only do business as merchants, and no longer participate in politics." Fan Li said gently.
Xishi nodded with tears.
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Zhanlu mountain!
Sun Wu, the soldier saint, looked at the general and handed out the order given by Confucius.
"Mr. Confucius passed away, and my master suffered. These days, I didn''t want to cast a sword. After a few days, I could start the furnace again. The master said that this order can take a holy sword. Mr. Sun, please wait for a while! Master''s holy sword comes out, hold this hand order, you can give it to you! " The general said solemnly.
Sun Wu nodded and turned his head to look at the direction of the state of Lu, revealing a bitter and astringent meaning.
"Mr. Confucius, I have left the state of Wu, or are you right? I don''t understand. Over the years, some holy swords have fallen into Wu and Yue, but? They say how much they care about me, but no one is willing to give me the holy sword. How much credit I have made, Mr. Confucius, when I take the sword, I will go to sweep your grave for you Sun Wu saluted Kong Li.
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a few years after Confucius died.
Under the guidance of the students, Laozi rode by qingniu and passed Kongli not far away.
"Teacher, why do you have to take more detours and walk through the hole?"
"Yes, teacher, Confucius'' Confucianism and Taoism were defeated twice by you, and now people are dead!"
"It is also the first time I have seen that there are great scholars who have realized their own Tao and died! Can''t he practice a little bit for a long life? ""Teacher, Confucius is dead, and his way of life is lost!"
"Teacher, Confucianism and Taoism are not worth it!"
"If Confucius still exists, then Confucianism and Taoism can be praised. Now, Confucius is dead, Confucianism and Taoism are not to worry about at all!"
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All the students immediately belittled Confucianism.
"Shut up!" Laozi gave a cold drink.
"Er!" People looked at Lao Tzu blankly.
"Are you all blind?" Laozi said coldly.
"Ah?" The students looked at the direction of the hole.
One by one, there was a purple air in their eyes. All of a sudden, we could see that the whole Kong carp sky, the sea of the road, had already spread to a million miles.
"This, this, this is impossible. Isn''t Confucius dead?" Yang Zhu exclaimed.
A million miles, a million miles! Even if Confucius students put together the sea of Tao, it would not be so exaggerated?
People look carefully, sure enough, the sea of the road, there are a Confucian and Taoist roulette, but Confucius a group of students.
There are many works of Confucius such as the spring and Autumn Annals and the Analects of Confucius.
But it''s not the ultimate.
However, not far from the Analects of Confucius, a "University" suddenly appeared. As soon as the "University" appeared, the vast and incomparable righteousness gathered together. Although it was a little worse than the Analects, the difference was also limited.
"Well, what''s with the university?" Yang Zhu exclaimed.
Soon, Yang Zhu and several students went to inquire. After coming back, one by one, they were shocked.
"Old teacher, the great learning was written by Zi Yu, a student of Confucius. How could it be possible?" Yang Zhu exclaimed in amazement.
"Boom
I heard a loud noise in the sky in the distance, and the sea of the road once again surged. However, in a wheel of the road, two words "the mean" appeared.
The doctrine of the mean seems to have just established its name, and it has not yet had the uprightness and uprightness of "the University". However, this is just at the beginning, and there is already the atmosphere of the road being completed.
"Teacher, the doctrine of the mean, written by Kong Ji, the grandson of Confucius, has not been finished, but the spirit of the great way has been...!" Another Laozi student said with a bitter smile.
Laozi looked at Kong Li in the distance. Although Confucius was dead, Confucianism and Taoism were not dead. On the contrary, they were growing stronger and stronger.
After the spring and Autumn Annals and the Analects of Confucius, there are the great learning and the golden mean, which are full of vigor and vitality. It can be seen that in the future, more and more Confucianism theories will be born, and the Confucian road will certainly become more and more powerful.
What about yourself?
Laozi''s own Tao Te Ching indeed covers the whole world, even the Analects of Confucius can''t win the Tao Te Ching. Even if their own theory is the most powerful.
But what about their own students?
Looking at a group of students, although they have gradually achieved their own way, they still learn the Tao Te Ching. I''m learning from myself. Compared with the vigorous Confucianism in the distance, it is more than one notch away.
"Yang Zhu, make tea!" Lao Tzu sighed a long sigh.
The students were slightly stunned, as if they had a bad premonition.
However, I dare not refuse to do so.
On a big stone, Laozi sat alone on one side, but on the other side, it was empty.
According to Laozi''s seat, there should be a guest seat on the other side. However, no one dares to step forward. The students have a feeling that the position should be left by Laozi to Confucius.
The tea was soon cooked.
Yang Zhu wants to pour tea for Laozi. But he was stopped by Laozi.
"Stand aside!" Confucius dismissed the students.
Looking at the empty position on the opposite side, Laozi showed a wry smile.
Take out an empty cup, very careful, Laozi poured a cup of tea.
I didn''t drink this cup of tea, but I was very careful and handed it to the empty place on the opposite side.
The students dare not say a word.
After I handed out a cup of tea, I felt relieved.
Facing the distant hole, Lao Tzu looked deeply, got up and stepped on the green cow.
"Let''s go!" Laozi said.
"Yes A group of students followed Laozi and left the hole slowly without disturbing anyone.
Before long, Ziyu was called here by several students.
"Teacher, here is a small tea stove and a cup of tea. I don''t know who lost it. I saw the teacup and stove, but they are extremely precious. They...!" Several students said curiously.
Ziyu immediately recognized the teacup and the stove, because Ziyu had seen it. In Peidi, I will never forget the scene of Confucius spitting blood and offering tea.
"Tell your uncles and uncles that there is the best sacrifice for the teacher! Inform them to come, welcome this to the teacher''s cemetery, let the teacher have a good look! Have a good look Ziyu''s tears filled his eyes with excitement.PS: at the end of this volume, we try our best to respect the historical prototype of Confucius. Confucius had a rough life! Although Confucianism was founded, his life was not satisfactory.
Watching chess can also write that Confucius punched the dragon, Phoenix and Qilin, and trampled on a hundred schools of thought. However, it was not Confucius, it was dragon Aotian!
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