Chapter 34 Four volumes of industry through the ages

Ah, orchids! ...It's just that such a fragrant grass grows together with those weeds, burying its fragrance and beauty in vain... Alas, it's not the right time to be born, flowers and plants are still like this, let alone people? Confucius then recited "Yi Lan Cao"... Confucius went back and forth between Cai and Chen in negative letters, but he was never reused. Although Chen Huagong met Confucius, he only arranged a idle job like a consultant, and Confucius had to give lectures to his disciples every day.However, Zilu was appointed by Wei Chugong as the governor of Puyi, and he has already taken office in Weiguo.

One day, Hui Shulan Sikou, a disciple of Confucius who was an official in the state of Wei, came to see the teacher. "Teacher, go back to Weiguo, maybe the Weichu Guild will appoint you." Confucius was noncommittal after listening to Si Kou's words. Anyway, he has been out for more than ten years and has not been reused by any country, so it doesn't matter.Originally, the possibility of assisting King Chu Zhao was relatively high, but he died in battle at Chengfu again.Confucius really didn't want to go back to the state of Lu just like this...let's try again in the state of Wei, maybe he can give it a try in this last stop, so he asked:

"How is the situation in Weiguo now?" "After Wei Linggong died, Nanzi wanted to support his youngest son Gao to succeed him, but Gao refused. He thought that he should be the son of the crown prince Kuaikui, whip, so he took the throne, and he is the current Wei Chugong. But his father Kuaikui has always been I want to come back and compete with my son for the throne." "Is Kuai Kui still in exile in Jin?" Confucius asked. "Yes, since he attempted to assassinate Nanzi, he has been on the run. Jin State supported him several times to come back to seize power but failed. The relationship between father and son is very tense."

"This is the court without father and son!" Confucius asked. "Wei Chugong worships your monarch, minister, father, son and son very much." "Their father-son relationship should now be subordinate to the relationship between monarch and minister, because now Wei Chugong is the king." "Because of this, Duke Wei very much hopes that you will go to Weiguo again." "If he really needs our mentor and apprentice to assist him, then I can consider it." "Zilu also asked me to persuade you to go to Weiguo." "Is Zilu doing well in Puyi?"

"Not bad, very bold." Confucius said: "You Zixia of Weiguo has already worshiped me as his teacher." Hui Shulan said: "Oh, Zixia is not only capable of writing, but also very heroic. Once, Zixia accompanied Wei Linggong to meet Jin Jun. Just when Jin Jun wanted to humiliate Wei Jun, Zixia came out angrily. Zhao Tongzi, who had insulted Duke Ling of Wei, pressed him step by step, saying: "You must pay homage to the king of our country, or I will splash blood on your neck..." Zhao Tongzi was frightened, so he had to pay respects to Duke Ling of Wei."

Confucius said: "Such righteous, brave and loyal disciples are exactly what I want to cultivate. If there are any in your country, please recommend them to me." "it is good." "Master, your students in Weiguo are looking forward to your return, and many students are waiting to worship you as their teacher." "Okay, I'll go." This morning, Confucius and his disciples were about to leave, and Confucius was saying goodbye to Ye Gong: "Ye Gong, our teachers and students are in Yedi, and we have received your hospitality. We have not forgotten your kindness."

"Where, where, Master is a great sage with a long-standing reputation in the world, and Ye is just doing his best. Master's teaching to Ye, Ye is even more engraved in his heart." The two were saying goodbye when suddenly the hermit with shaggy hair sang "Feng Xi, Feng Xi, what is the decline of virtue?" Confucius seemed to be touched when he heard it, and wanted to write a conversation with him, but the hermit hurried away... Confucius narrowed his eyes and watched his back, speechless for a long time... "A madman, don't pay attention to him." Ye Gong said.

Confucius seemed to have a premonition that what the hermit sang was implying his own ending, and he couldn't help feeling a little sad. Yan Hui saw it, and hurriedly said: "Teacher, there are too many crazy people in Chu State, don't worry about them, let's go on the road." "Okay, let's get on the road, get on the road." Confucius sighed again, "I didn't expect that people in the world and the world are the same wandering." Along the way, Confucius was silent...suddenly, he said: Yan Hui knew that Confucius must be thinking about what the hermit said just now, so he comforted him:

"Teacher, don't be sad. Even if the Wei State doesn't use you, you will definitely be used when you go back to the Lu State." Confucius sighed: "Alas, it is difficult to develop ambitions!" Confucius and his disciples went north from Yedi and returned to Weiguo.Passing through Yiyiyi, a border town in the northwest of the Song Dynasty.The guardian of Yiyi led his subordinates to welcome Confucius and his disciples at the gate of the city. When Confucius and his party arrived at the city gate, the guard of Yiyi greeted them. After cupping their hands, they introduced themselves:

"Mr. Confucius is welcome to visit our city. You are so talented that you are not valued. The world is really immoral. But God will regard Master as a Mu Duo and a preacher of the gospel, and people will respect you." "Thank you for your encouragement, thank you." "Prepare a little beer wine today to cleanse the saints, please come and look forward to it." "Oh, you are very kind, thank you, thank you." Confucius and his disciples were entertained by the governor of Yiyi. During the banquet, the governor of Yiyi toasted Confucius frequently, which greatly encouraged the disciples of Confucius.

After Confucius and his disciples arrived in Weiguo, Wei Chugong was very happy, and soon summoned Confucius. "Ah, Master, you are welcome to visit our country again." Wei Chugong kindly welcomed Confucius to the hall. Confucius gave the young Wei Chugong an audience with the emperor and ministers. "I heard that Mr. Chen Hua and King Chu Zhao have received the Master." "Yes. King Chu Zhao was an ambitious monarch, but it's a pity that he passed away." "Yes, I'm sorry too." "Has Master arrived in Jin?" "It's also a pity that it turned around after failing to cross the Yellow River, because there was civil strife in Jin." When mentioning civil strife, Wei Chugong's heart sank, and he sighed and said: "Any country is afraid of civil strife, and the country of Wei is also doomed. How do you think I should deal with it?" Confucius knew that Wei Chugong was referring to his father Kuaikui, who colluded with the state of Qi to return to the state and seize the throne. So he comforted him and said: "You now have the status of a monarch, and no matter what the rest of the relationship is, including family ties, they are all your subjects. Then there is the relationship between father and son." Master Wei was enlightened when he heard Mao Sai, stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Thank you for your guidance, Master, what you said is very true." "Where! Where, Confucius just said what should be said." Duke Wei said again: "Master, rest for a while, and the widow will use you more." "Thank you, Lord." When Confucius returned to his residence, Ran Geng came up to him and asked, "Teacher, what did Duke Wei ask you?" Confucius took the tea offered by Yan Hui, took a sip, and said: "Rectification of names, I think, the ruler and ministers should be corrected first, and the father and son should be corrected second. This way, we will not lose the courtesy of the monarch and ministers, nor the relationship between father and son. Duke Wei greatly appreciates it." Confucius had just finished his lunch and was sitting drinking tea when Ran Yong came in and said: "Teacher, Qu Boyu has passed away." "Ah, hurry up, go to the funeral." Confucius changed into mourning clothes, got into the carriage, and drove to Yunfu with Yan Hui, Zeng Shen and others, and Zigong drove. Along the way, Confucius urged: "Hurry up, hurry up." When I arrived at the Yunboyu Mansion, I saw white lanterns hanging outside the gate of the mansion. When the family of the Yunfu saw Confucius coming, they hurriedly greeted him and led Confucius, master and apprentice, into the mourning hall. Confucius stood silently in mourning, remembering the last time he lived in Yun Boyu's mansion and was warmly received by Yun Boyu. This time he came to Wei, he wanted to talk to his old man again, but he didn't want to, but he left me. Thinking of this , Confucius felt that someone had gone to Loukong, and couldn't help crying. Seeing this, Yan Hui couldn't help crying when he thought of the benefits Qu Boyu had done to their master and apprentice.Seeing that Confucius and his disciples were so sad, the people in Yunfu were very grateful, so they came to persuade Confucius to mourn. Confucius stopped crying and said to Zigong, go and present that stallion horse as a funeral gift to the mansion. Zigong went outside, untied the fine horse from the carriage, and gave it to Yunfu. When Confucius and his disciples were about to have dinner, Ran Geng called out from the door: "Teacher, look, who is here." Confucius came out and saw that Zilu had come. He said happily, "Zhongyou, the teacher misses you so much. I heard that you are doing well in Puyi." After saluting Confucius, Zilu said, "Old Qing, the student misses you very much. I am very happy to know that the teacher has returned to Weiguo. I came to visit the teacher." He added: "Teacher, these foods and supplements are brought to you." "thanks." Zilu asked his attendants to take out the food from the cart, and Ran Geng and Ran Yong took it to the house. Yan Hui, Zeng Shen, Min Ziqian, etc. also came out to welcome them. When they met again after parting, they all held Zilu's hand to ask questions.Zilu asked Confucius: "Teacher, if Chugong Wei appoints you, what is the first thing you will help him solve?" "Rectification of name." "Rectification of name?" "Yes." Confucius said with a serious face, "Rectification of name means matching his position with his status." "Teacher, you are too unrealistic. Who cares about rectifying names now!" Zilu laughed. Confucius said sternly: "Zhong You, you are too negligent. Correcting one's name is very important for a gentleman. If one's name is not correct, one's words will not go well. If one's words are not right, things will fail. If things are not done well, rituals and music will not be prosperous. If rituals and music are not prosperous, punishment will be punished." If not, the people will not know what to do if the punishment is not correct..." In his impatience, Confucius uttered a series of famous sayings through the ages. The disciples in the car were shocked, and Yan Hui said excitedly: "The teacher said it very well: if the name is not right, the words will not go well, and if the words don't go well, things will fail... disciples must firmly remember it." Confucius gave Yan Hui a friendly look, alas, Yan Hui can understand me best. After a while, Zai Yu came to call for dinner.So, the masters and apprentices sat together and ate happily. Zilu asked, "Where's Zigong?" Confucius said: "Go back to Lu and take up his post. Duke Ai of Lu called him to serve as an envoy." Zilu praised: "Duanmuci is an excellent diplomatic envoy." Confucius said with a smile: "Although I have not been reused, many of my students are now working in various countries. This is what I am most gratified about." Confucius looked at Ran Yong again and said, "Ji Xiangguo asked someone to tell you that Ran Yong should go back to be Ji's chancellor. Soon, Ran Yong will go to work, and in the future, more disciples will be appointed to serve the country. Do your best to be a good person!" After hearing this, Zixia sighed: "The teacher's promotion of talents is very good. This is that if you are an official, you will learn, and if you learn well, you will be an official." Confucius said with a smile: "Zixia is the most able to understand my thoughts. To promote talents, and to be excellent in learning is to be an official. It is to encourage common people to participate in politics. It breaks the old law of the aristocratic hereditary bureaucracy." Yan Hui's eyes lit up when he heard this. He looked at Confucius and sighed: "Teacher not only broke the system that only the nobles can receive education, but also broke the hereditary official system of the nobles, so that ordinary people can also be officials. The teacher is really great." Confucius said to Ran Yong again: "Zhong Gong, although you are born as a commoner, in terms of your talents, you can completely face the South King and rule the world." Ran Yong was moved to tears when he heard this, he choked up and said: "Teacher, I am a person of untouchable background. The teacher not only does not despise me, but also encourages me to face the south and become king. I have never been looked down upon like this... " Confucius comforted him: "Zhong Gong, don't be sad. The teacher advocates the promotion of talents, so that all people can be political officials and serve the country." "Okay, let's eat vegetables, eat vegetables, don't patronize and talk." Confucius said again. The master and apprentice ate until night fell. Zilu got up and said, "I have to go back to Pudi to deal with business." Confucius said: "Well, we must have such a spirit." So, everyone sent Zilu to the car before going back to the house. Confucius accepted a few more students in the state of Wei, so he gave lectures to the students, studied "Poetry", and waited for the appointment of Duke Wei.However, after staying for several months, he did not see the appointment of Wei Chu Gong. In the blink of an eye, it was autumn, and Confucius had not been appointed. The country is a little impatient. One day, Confucius was giving a lecture to his students. Zaiyu came in and said, "Teacher, Doctor Kong Yu is here." "Please." After the visitor was seated, Kong Yu explained the purpose of his visit: "Master, everyone praises you for your literary and military skills, and you are good at strategy, so I want to ask you for advice." After Yan Hui and Zeng Shen brought tea, they stood beside Confucius. Confucius said politely, "Tea, please," and then asked, "What does the doctor want to ask?" Kong Yu said bitterly: "I want to defeat Tai Shuqi, please tell me the strategy." Tai Shuqi?Isn't it his son-in-law?He is also a powerful minister, alas, it is true that the court has no father and son.Confucius hated this kind of power struggle that disregarded the rise and fall of the country the most in his life, so he said angrily: "Doctor Kong Yu, you have found the wrong person. If you ask about etiquette, I have a little understanding, but I am a layman in terms of military tactics. I can't give you tips. Please seek someone else." Kong Yu was furious when he heard this, but it was inconvenient to explode, and he cursed in his heart, he really doesn't know how to flatter him.He snorted and got up to say goodbye. Confucius was also polite, and said: "Seeing off the guests." Kong Yu left angrily. "Teacher, you offended him." Zaiyu said. "It's offended. I don't want to be involved in such an unceremonious battle." Mrs. Qi Guan's illness is getting worse day by day, her face is blue and gray, her whole body is swollen, and her daughter Wu Wei is waiting day and night.Nephew Kong Zhong and his wife and niece Wu Jia and his wife also came, and they were all very anxious. "Brother, have you found the person who delivered the letter to father?" Wu Wei asked. "I found it, but I'm afraid it's too late." Chief Gong Ye invited a doctor to check Ding pulse and prescribed a prescription. Chang Gongye asked, "Doctor, how is your condition?" The doctor shook his head and said, "The pulse is as thin as a gossamer. I'm afraid it's only two days away. After taking this medicine, I can wake up for a while. If you have any questions, please hurry up and ask!" Wu Wei burst into tears when he heard this, and Kong Ji cried "grandma, grandma" when he saw his aunt crying. Bo Yu said: "What's the use of crying, it seems that we have to make funeral arrangements for mother." "Then what to do, father is not at home." Wuwei said anxiously. "Father must be late, let's discuss it quickly!" Nangong took out some silver taels from the bag and put them on the table, saying, "Brother, this is a wish from Wujia and me." Bo Yu said: "No, no. You are not rich." Kong Zhong also gave some silver taels to Bo Yu, but Bo Yu refused to accept it, and said, "Your family is not well off, so you just need to contribute a little bit, family, what are you polite about?" Bo Yu forced the money back to Kong Zhong , Kong Zhong refused to answer, choked up and said: "Uncle and aunt usually treat us like our own children. We must do our best to show filial piety." Bo Yu had no choice but to accept the money. Wu Wei brought the boiled medicine and fed it to his mother spoonful by spoonful. After a while, Mrs. Qi Guan opened her eyes. She looked at the children guarding the bedside, and she couldn't help but burst into tears. ... Mrs. Qi Guan's head was dripping with cold sweat, she only felt her body sinking, knowing that she had passed away not long ago, she looked at her sons, and then at the door of the house. Bo Yu hurriedly said: "Mother, my son has already sent someone to inform my father... Mother, do you have anything to say?" "Mother..." Wuwei held his mother's hand and cried again. "Grandma..." Zisi also held grandma's hand and cried. Madam Qi Guan struggled to get up, Wu Wei hurriedly supported her. "Mother, what are you doing?" Mrs. Qi Guan pointed to the wooden box next to the bed, gasped for a while, and then said intermittently: "The book in the box...is...your father...copied...copied it back in Luoyi, He...he wants to save and sort out his poems and books, write...write about Spring and Autumn...you..." Madam Qi Guan hadn't finished speaking, she felt her eyes darkened, her chest was pressed like a stone, she tilted her head, and closed her eyes. "Mother……" "grandmother……" "Auntie..." The children and grandchildren all rushed to the bed and cried loudly. This happened in 485 B.C., the tenth year of Duke Ai of Lu. His wife, Qi Guan, passed away. Confucius was sixty-seven years old. The autumn rain was continuous and chilly, and it was getting dark early. After dinner, Confucius felt uncomfortable, so he lay down. Yan Hui asked softly, "Teacher, what's wrong?" "I feel uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable." Zixia hurriedly said, "I'm going to see a doctor." The doctor came, took Confucius' pulse, and said: "The old man's pulse is a bit chaotic, and he needs to nourish his mind and calm his nerves. Have you received any stimulation?" "No." "This is a prescription, hurry up and get the medicine." Zixia hurriedly went out to fetch medicine. When the medicine came, Yan Hui brought the boiled medicine to Confucius. After Confucius drank the medicine, he gradually fell asleep. In his sleep, Confucius seemed to see his wife Qi Guan approaching the bed, and Confucius was about to call her, but she drifted away. "Qi Guan, Qi Guan..." Confucius shouted. "Teacher, teacher, what's wrong with you." "Ah, no... nothing, I had a dream." Yan Hui wiped the sweat from the teacher's forehead. "Teacher, I just heard you call the name of the teacher's wife. Did the teacher dream about the teacher's wife?" At this time, Ran Geng came in wearing his clothes when he heard the voice. "What's the matter, teacher?" "The teacher dreamed about his wife." "Ah, the teacher is homesick." After breakfast, Zilu said to Confucius: "Teacher, we are bored in the city every day. Let's go to the countryside to practice riding and archery today, so that the teacher can relax." "Ok." The disciples also liked going to the suburbs for classes, so they happily drove out of the city with Confucius. When they arrived in the suburbs, the disciples began to sing joyously. When Confucius saw an empty valley in front of him, he told him to get off the car.Ran Geng reined in his horse, Yan Hui got out of the cart first, and then helped Confucius down to the ground. Confucius and his disciples practiced riding and shooting in this open mountain. "Go back." "teacher." "You should also practice driving, which is indispensable in the six arts. Ran Geng, teach him." "is teacher." Yan Hui drove the car, Ran Geng was the teacher beside him, some of the other students practiced archery, some practiced horseback riding, Confucius stood under a pine tree and watched. A gust of autumn wind passed by, and the leaves fell in abundance, which aroused Confucius' homesickness again: the fallen leaves return to their roots, Confucius sighed in his heart. Everyone was practicing happily, and Jae Yu was heard calling not far away: "Teacher, look who is coming!" Confucius turned his head and saw that it was Zai Yu and a man galloping towards him. When they approached, the man got off his horse and bowed down to Confucius. Only then did Confucius see that it was Yan Lu. "Ah! Yan Lu, you are here. Come back, come quickly, your father is here." "Hey." "Teacher, it's not good, the teacher's wife has passed away." what! ...Confucius almost fainted and was supported by Zai Yu. "Qi Guan, did she... did she leave any words?" Confucius burst into tears. "When Master passed away, she kept calling Teacher..." Yan Lu said with a sob. The disciples surrounded by Yan Huixiang also wept. Yan Lu said: "Teacher, go back, Bo Yu and the others are looking forward to you." Confucius nodded silently. In the evening, Yan Lu and his son, Zilu, Zaiyu, Min Ziqian, Ran Geng, etc. were all in Confucius’ dormitory. Yan Lu sighed and said: "Tired, oh, I'm getting old, and I still wake up early and stay late every day, how can I not fall ill." "Where's Boyu? How's he doing?" "Bo Yu's health is not very good, and he has been unable to do what he wants in the past two years. When his wife passed away, he cried like hell. Bo Yu is a filial son..." Yan Lu wiped his tears again, and the man sitting beside him Yan Hui burst into tears. Yan Lu said again: "The person has already been buried, waiting for you to go back and choose a cemetery for burial!" Confucius nodded with tears, and said in tears, "No wonder I felt heartbroken not long ago, and I dreamed of her at night." Zeng Shen also wiped away his tears, and persuaded: "Teacher, let's go. It seems that Wei Chugong will not reuse the teacher. He has been waiting for half a year." Zai Yu also said: "Teacher, go back and bury Master's wife!" Confucius said: "Okay, go back, it's time to go back." Yan Lu presented the letter Ran Qiu brought to Confucius: "Teacher, this is a letter from Ran Qiu." Confucius unfolded and read: After Confucius read it, Zilu and Yan Hui took it and read it, and the other disciples passed on to read it... Confucius pondered for a while, and said, "Let's go home! There may be civil strife in Weiguo, so there is no need to stay any longer." Just when Confucius decided to return to Lu, Lu Jun sent envoys Gonghua, Gongbin and Gonglin to formally invite Confucius to return home. Confucius let the three envoys into the house, Gonghua said: "Master, the three of us were ordered by Lord Lu to invite Master to return to the country. Master has been wandering abroad for more than ten years, and the King is very concerned about it." After finishing speaking, he presented the official document from Lord Lu to Confucius. Confucius opened it and looked at it, and said: "Thank you for the invitation from the king and Ji Xiangguo. I had planned to return to Lu because of my wife's death. Please tell the king and Xiangguo that Confucius will return to Lu in a few days." "Okay, then let's go back and report, and hope that the master will leave as soon as possible." The envoys also presented the important gift from Jun Lu to Confucius. Confucius said: "People of a country are alienated." The envoys said: "It is for you and your disciples to make money for returning home." Confucius said: "Then accept it, and please convey our teachers and students' gratitude to the monarch." Confucius went to bid farewell to Duke Wei. Duke Wei received Confucius in the hall. Confucius said: "My lord, thanks to your invitation, I have been in Weiguo for half a year, and now Lu Jun and Ji Xiangguo have sent people to invite me back, so I am here to say goodbye to my lord." After hearing this, Duke Wei tried his best to persuade Confucius to stay: "Master, why do you have to leave soon after you arrived? Could it be that the widow did not treat Master well?" "Where, where, thanks to the hospitality of the monarch, Confucius and his disciples live well, and Kong Qiu is very grateful. It's just that he recently learned that his old wife passed away, so he decided to go back and choose a place for burial." "Oh, that's the case, then I can't keep you. It's just that I have something to ask, I wonder if the master will agree?" "My lord, please speak." "Since the master must leave, can you leave a few senior disciples to assist me?" He said, looking at Zilu and Yan Hui standing on both sides of Confucius. "Oh, then you have to ask them if they are willing. I personally agree, because the purpose of my training disciples is to promote Zhou Li's benevolence and serve the country." Confucius thought that there might be civil strife in the state of Wei, and he was not at ease about keeping Yan Hui, so he left Zilu who was a martial artist, so he said: "I think Zilu is good at literature and martial arts, and he will definitely be able to assist the king. Zilu, would you like?" stay?" Zilu, who has already served in Weiguo, said: "Thanks to the trust of the monarch, but I have to resign and send my teacher back to the country. In the future, I will come to Weiguo to serve." Duke Wei said, "Zilu is really filial." Confucius finally embarked on the journey back to his homeland. This was 484 BC, and Confucius was sixty-eight years old.He plucked the piano in the car and sang: Ah, I have finally entered the border of Lu State, my homeland, the wanderer has finally returned. Confucius opened the curtain of the car and looked at the mountains and rivers of Lu State excitedly, "Stop the car." Confucius yelled, and Zilu stopped the car with a groan, then turned his head and asked, "Do you want to get out of the car, Teacher?" "Yes, help me out of the car." Zilu helped Confucius out of the carriage, and Yan Hui, Zeng Shen and others followed suit. Confucius looked at the valley behind the boundary marker and was filled with admiration. He stood there blankly, with the mountain wind blowing his white beard... It has been fourteen years, the time flies like an arrow, and the years are like water. When I left, I was only in my prime in my 50s, but now I am a gray-haired, hunched old man. Alas, life is too short, and the danger is like the morning dew. This is an open valley. Confucius looked at the rivers and mountains of his motherland and daydreamed. He left his homeland for fourteen years, wandering about, and was not reused.Sometimes he fled and hid, like a bereaved dog, with no ambitions, but failed to show off.Alas, why is this?In a blink of an eye, I am already old, why is life so difficult! A gust of mountain wind blew, and Confucius suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, ah, why is there still fragrance coming from this wild mountain and barren valley, Confucius wanted to see what happened, so he turned to his disciples and asked, "Have you smelled the fragrance?" "Well, teacher, I smell it, there is a fragrance coming from it." Yan Hui said. Zilu sniffed, "Well, it smells a bit sweet." Confucius walked forward, "Go and have a look." Confucius and the others walked along the scent, turned into a deep valley, and the scent became stronger and stronger. When they went deeper, they heard the sound of gurgling spring water, and then a clear, clear stream, with various weeds growing by the stream, and the scent It was in the weeds, and Confucius looked for it. Ah, it's orchids. Confucius bent down and saw orchids growing among the weeds.He broke off a branch, put it to his nose and smelled it, it smells so good, orchid...it's just such an elegant orchid, why does it grow in this barren mountain and valley without being discovered by people?For example, the king of fragrance and fragrance, competing to grow together with those weeds, ruining its fragrance and beauty in vain... Alas, born at the wrong time, born at the wrong time!Alas,... the flowers and plants are still like this, let alone people? Confucius then chanted: Confucius sang while playing the piano, the singing was desolate and mournful, and Yan Hui and Zeng Shen were in tears. Seeing this, Zilu said, "Teacher, don't flowers and plants deserve to be sad?" Yan Hui said: "The teacher touched the scene and felt sad, and lamented that the revolutionary movement of the people is similar." Confucius sighed: "I still know my heart the most. Isn't the fate of being a teacher not like this piece of orchid? Isn't the fragrance buried in vain? Alas... born at an untimely time." Only then did Zilu understand the reason for the teacher's sigh, and nodded silently.