Chapter 12 Nine, the rich are humiliated

Kong Qiu's face turned pale... Under the eyes of everyone, being humiliated by this, Kong Qiu would never forget it. He walked home angrily... He swore an oath at his mother's sacrificial table... On this day, a song of feasting echoed in the city of Qufu, indicating that someone was entertaining guests. The cheerful and melodious singing attracted many people to watch. say: Confucius was walking on the street with a filial hemp belt around his waist.It has been more than a year since his mother passed away. During the mourning period, he had cut off his joy, and now he is enjoying this beautiful song.He knew that today was Ji Wuzi's grand banquet for celebrities and bachelors in the prime minister's mansion.

Thinking of Ji Wuzi, Kong Qiu frowned. This leader of the "Three Huan" of the Lu Kingdom, together with the Shusun family and the Meng Sun family, are called the three powerful ministers, who dominate the Lu country, control the Lu monarch, and usurp the monarchy. You dare not speak out when you are angry, and the people even talk about the "Three Tigers" and change their colors. The influence of the "Three Tigers" is deeply rooted in the State of Lu. Their ancestors were originally the brothers of Duke Zhuang of Lu, and their descendants have been appointed as prime ministers among the successive princes and princes of the State of Lu, and they have great power.

At the time of Duke Xiang of Lu, they divided the army of the State of Lu into three, and each of the three families unified the army. At the time of Duke Zhao of Lu, Ji Wuzi, the head of the three tigers, divided the three armies into two armies, and he monopolized one army. , And divided the land and people of Lu into four parts, and he monopolized two parts. From then on, Ji Wuzi became even more powerful in the world, and he didn't take Lu Jun seriously at all.Today's banquet for celebrities from all over the world is called recruiting talents, but it is actually a demonstration to Lu Jun and the uncles and Suns and Mengsuns.

Confucius hated Ji Wuzi, and thought he was not a ruler, a minister or a minister, and not proper. He didn't want to get close to these people, but he thought that today is a rare time for famous people from all over the world to gather, and he wanted to take this opportunity to meet some famous people and gain insights …Thinking of this, Kong Qiu quickened his pace. At the age of eighteen or nineteen, Kong Qiu has grown to be eight feet tall, with a burly physique and extraordinary momentum.He was striding down the street when he ran into an acquaintance. "Confucius, you should go to the banquet! You should go, you are now the most educated celebrity in Qufu City."

"Where, where, I'm not a celebrity, I just want to learn." Arriving at Ji Wuzi's mansion soon, I saw that the gate of this luxurious mansion had been decorated with colored plaques, two rows of red lanterns were hung up, colorful flags were planted, and chariots were parked outside the gate. A red carpet was spread from the steps to the outside of the gate, and the guests in luxurious clothes were walking towards the gate... The aroma of wine wafted from outside the door, and the banquet music came out: When we were almost at the gate, we saw firecrackers going off, and the banquet was about to begin. At the gate stood a burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who was bowing to welcome the famous people from all over the world... At this time, the singing and music started again:

Confucius enjoyed the cheerful banquet and music, climbed up the steps of the red carpet, climbed up the steps, and arrived at the gate. Just as he was about to step in, he heard a loud roar: "Stop, who are you?" Kong Qiu recovered from the music, turned his head and saw that he was stopped by Ji Wuzi's retainer Yang Hu.It's really a narrow road to enemies. Confucius heard from his mother that when his mother and father went to the mountains to collect medicine for his grandfather, they met this male tiger. Confucius thought, let him alone, he is not going to his house for a banquet, he is just a watchdog.Afraid of him, he replied:

"Go to the banquet." "Who invited you to the banquet? What kind of place is this, and you deserve to go in?" "I am a descendant of Kong He, a dignified Zouyi doctor, why can't I go in?" Kong Qiu replied neither overbearing nor humble. Yang Hu rolled his mouth and stared bull-eyed, and said sarcastically: "...What about the descendants of Konghe? You are just a person who is advocating for people's funerals. You have a bad luck, so go away!" "You..." Kong Qiu's face turned pale, he turned around abruptly, and retreated. Kong Qiu would never forget this humiliation under the eyes of everyone.He walked home angrily, and when he got home, Confucius closed the door, went to his mother's sacrificial altar, and swore:

"Mother, my child has suffered a great shame and humiliation today. The child swears that he will never give up until he learns how to behave. Otherwise, he will also fail the grace of mother's teaching." Kong Qiu looked at it, and found that he had finished reading all the books at home, including all the books in the wooden box collected by his mother, so he thought of the National History Museum, and asked the old principal Pingzhong to ask him to speak in front of the Tai Historian. Because of this, he can go to the National History Museum to do odd jobs, so that he can have the opportunity to read books.

The next day, Kong Qiu went to the old principal Yan Pingzhong's house. The old headmaster was already an octogenarian, and the old man did not refuse Confucius' visit. He knew that Confucius had already mastered it, that he was already a well-known talent in Qufu, and he was also a filial son, so he asked: "Confucius, I heard that your mother has passed away for more than a year, and you are still studying hard in filial piety. You are such a good boy. If you have any requests, I will definitely help you." Confucius bowed down and said: "Teacher, when my mother was alive, she entrusted me to achieve success in my studies. Now I have finished reading the books at home and the books at school. The students want to read the books in the National History Museum, but I don't know the Tai Historian. Whether it is allowed or not, students want to do odd jobs in the National History Museum so that they can read books."

Yan Pingzhong was very touched when he heard this. This Kong Qiu loves books so much, he is indeed not an ordinary person. I must help him, so I said: "Don't worry, Kong Qiu, it is rare for you to love reading so much. I will help you. I will ask Taishi's mansion tomorrow." .” "Thank you, teacher." Kong Qiu prostrated himself to the ground a few more times before resigning. Kong Qiu finally went to the National History Museum to do odd jobs. With a bucket in one hand and a rag in the other, he happily cleaned the windows and bookshelves, looking at the dazzling array of books with joy. Confucius was very excited.Here, "The Book of Books", "Lu Chunqiu" and the edicts and records of the royal family are all available.

Kong Qiu was in a room filled with letters. After cleaning the bookshelf, he opened a bundle of bamboo slips and looked at... Ah, this is a poem he had never read before. It was so wonderful. Kong Qiu read with his eyes wide open. , flushed with excitement... At this time, the Tai Historian entered the room. He saw that the bookshelf was wiped clean and the floor was wiped clean, and he was very satisfied. He was also very moved when he saw Kong Qiu's hunger and thirst when he was reading, so he said: "I heard Mr. Yan Pingzhong said that you are very good at studying poetry and books. You are really a good boy who is diligent and knowledgeable. It's just that the fact that you are doing hygiene here has wronged you. I will help you find a good job in the future." Kong Qiu hurriedly said: "Thank you Taishi, I am very satisfied with this job, because I can read a lot of books, and I will change jobs after I finish reading all these books." "It will take a few years!" "Tai Shi, the student is willing." "Well, since you are willing, then you can go on. You can read the book as much as you want, but you have to tie it up and put it away after finishing it." "Yes, Taishi." Confucius brought out a bundle of bamboo slips and dried them on the mat in the yard. He spread the bamboo slips on the mat while reading the memorization, his concentration made the Tai Historian nod his head in praise. From then on, Confucius entered a new world. He worked hard and studied eagerly, which laid the foundation for him to sort out, study "Yi", revise "Six Classics", and write "Spring and Autumn" in his later years.