It's dawn.
In front of Li Garden, the carriage is ready.
Li Ziye left early with Huanzhu, without any concealment, and headed towards the Taixue Palace.
Huanzhu's identity will become a problem sooner or later, so preparations must be made first.
Half an hour later.
Outside the Taixue Palace, the carriage stopped, and Li Ziye and Huanzhu got off one after another.
"Professor Li."
As soon as the two arrived at the Taixue Palace, a Confucian disciple came forward to greet them, bowing respectfully and saying, "The Confucian leader invites you."
"Thank you."
Li Ziye returned the gift and immediately walked towards the east courtyard with the pearl.
Soon, the two of them arrived in front of the east courtyard, and the Confucian disciple who led the way left without staying long.
"The head of Confucianism, the head of Dharma and Confucianism."
Li Ziye and Huanzhu entered the small courtyard, looked at the two old men inside, and saluted respectfully.
Kongqiu and Faru ignored the boy in front of them and looked at the woman behind him.
Hades.
This guy really brought her back.
"Little guy, you are really brave."
Soon, Faru looked away and sighed, "Only you dare to do such a thing."
"It's still somewhat certain."
Li Ziye smiled and said, "However, the real big trouble is still in the place of mutation."
"What's the meaning?"
Faru asked puzzledly.
"The Daomen has four troubles."
Li Ziye said calmly, "The four temples suppress four people, namely the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled. Among them, the disabled and the sick should be not far away from being out of trouble."
"Daomen four troubles?"
In the vegetable garden, Confucius raised his head when he heard this and asked, "There are five temples in four disasters. Little guy, you are lucky."
"It's really good."
Li Ziye smiled and responded, "I chose the correct answer the first time."
"So far, that seems to be the case."
Confucius said meaningfully, "Boy, you should know that the human heart is sometimes more terrifying than disaster."
"I understand, that's why I came to Taixue Palace as soon as possible to find you, the Confucian leader."
Li Ziye smiled and said, "If Huanzhu wants to gain a foothold in this world, your old man's attitude is more effective than anything else."
"What if the old man dies?" Confucius asked.
"Confucian leaders live for thousands of years and will never die." Li Ziye responded casually.
"Everyone dies."
Confucius said helplessly, "Forget it, let's not talk about this issue for now. What do you think about the matter that I asked you to do?"
"Confucian leader, returning the pearl requires a formal identity."
Li Ziye did not answer in a hurry, but negotiated terms, "I think the status of honorary professor of Taixue is good."
"You kid really don't let go of eagles when you see rabbits." On the side, Faru couldn't help but scolded.
"Master, my Li family is a merchant family."
Li Ziye chuckled and said, "When doing business, you must deal fairly. When I was a child, my teacher taught me that equal exchange is the basis of business."
"Can."
Confucius agreed directly without hesitation, "Before Lao Chan died, no one could make a fuss about her identity, but after Lao Chan's death, there is no guarantee."
"Then you, old man, can live a few hundred more years."
Li Ziye responded with a smile and continued, "Okay, Master Confucian, I can tell you the answer you want to know now. To fight against the large-scale demon clan, the only way is to build the Great Wall. Otherwise, if the extreme night and cold winter At this time, there is no danger for the human race. Fighting in the dark is tantamount to seeking death. As for the method to fight against the cold winter, I have asked His Highness the Fourth Prince to do it. The only thing that cannot be solved is the night."
At this point, Li Ziye paused and said seriously, "Without sunshine, there will be no food. I can endure it for a few months, but for a year or two, I can barely survive by relying on food preparation in advance. However, no matter how long it takes, the human race will surely survive." There is no solution to death. If a long night comes, instead of waiting for death and just thinking about how to get through it, it is better to think about how to break the night."
"Break the night?"
When Confucius heard this, a strange color flashed through his eyes, and he said, "How do you break it? Tell me what you think."
"I don't have any ideas. The main reason is that I don't know the reason for the long night."
Li Ziye looked at the rising sun in the sky and said, "Look at the sun, it doesn't look like it will burn out immediately. It should be caused by external factors. In our world, there is a saying called nuclear winter, which is the thick fog caused by the big explosion that blocks the sun. , However, this situation cannot happen in this world, so there are only two possibilities left."
At this point, Li Ziye paused and said in a concentrated voice, "Either other planets, what you call the big world, block the sun, or there are changes caused by geological changes, causing thick fog or clouds to block the sun. Anyway, No matter what the situation is, it is an unsolvable disaster for Kyushu."
Confucius heard this and showed a thoughtful look on his face. After a moment, he said, "How about I try my best to deduce why the long night comes and find out the specific reasons. You can come up with a solution?"
"Just do your best."
Li Ziye sighed softly and said, "To be honest, no matter what the reason for the arrival of the long night is, the human race is unlikely to survive. Fighting against the celestial phenomena with manpower is more difficult than ascending to the sky."
"It's easy, and I won't look for you anymore, right?"
A smile appeared on Confucius' tired face and he said, "The son of destiny who goes against the will of heaven."
"The Confucian leader has too much reputation."
Li Ziye bowed politely and said, "I just don't want to sit still and wait for death. People can do something, although they may not be able to defeat God, but if they do nothing, they will die."
"Tired?"
Confucius asked softly.
"I'm tired of living."
Li Ziye smiled and said, "Otherwise, what are you doing with your life? You have lived for a thousand years and are even more tired."
"Ah."
Confucius smiled helplessly and said, "Your mouth is always reasonable."
"There is no other way to eat."
Li Ziye responded, looking at the woman behind him, and said with a gentle expression, "Huanzhu, I have seen the Confucian leader and the Confucian master."
"Um."
Li Huanzhu responded lightly, took a step forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Huanzhu, I have met the Confucian leader and the Confucian leader of the Fa Confucianism."
"Nice name."
Confucius said calmly, "Huanzhu, you must listen carefully to your brother's words. He has shouldered a lot of things in order for you to come to this world."
"Huanzhu knows." Li Huanzhu responded softly.
"Huanzhu knows very little, Confucian Master, please don't put too much pressure on her."
Li Ziye chuckled and said, "Okay, I'm going to see Little Red Riding Hood. I won't talk to you two old men anymore."
After saying that, Li Ziye bowed his hands again and left with Huanzhu.
"A lot has changed."
After the two left, Faru spoke and sighed softly.
"It's not that it's changed, it's that it's no longer hidden."
Confucius said calmly, "Perhaps this is his original appearance, ruthless, cold, and calculating. The heartless young man he was at the beginning was just his disguise to deceive the world."
A decisive battle tore off the disguise of the most terrifying person in the Li family. From now on, there will be no peace for this big businessman.
How could the legitimate son of the Li family tolerate others' bullying of the Li family after taking off his disguise?
North courtyard.
Under the morning sun, there were numerous sword shadows, led by Bai Wangyu, and hundreds of Confucian disciples were doing morning lessons.
Li Ziye came and stopped not far away, looking at Little Red Riding Hood in front of him with a smile on his face.
"Brother."
On the side, Li Huanzhu said softly, "Is he the eldest sister's husband?"
"Um."
Li Ziye nodded in response.
Now, this is what he is most worried about.
The calculations of the old man, the Confucian leader, were always accurate. The young monk had gone through many calamities and was made to look like a ghost or a ghost.
What about Wang Yu?
Is his calamity his eldest sister?
