dawn.
The cold wind blows.
The saint went out and left Taixue Palace in a carriage, heading all the way towards the south city gate.
The reason why we walked south was because the South City Gate was closest to the Taixue Palace, but there was no particular reason.
The saint's departure did not disturb many people, and even several heads of the Confucian sect did not show up to see him off.
Firstly, it was because the old man did not want to cause panic among the students of Taixue Palace and the people in the city, and secondly, because it was not necessary.
It's not a matter of life and death, or a gift.
On the streets out of the city, a carriage rumbled past, not very fast, showing that the owner of the carriage was not in a hurry.
"drive!"
On the carriage, Wen Xiuru waved the reins, and the groom's temperament matched him so well.
The second disciple of the Confucian sect, the first of the younger generation of the Confucian sect to enter the Five Realms, a martial arts master second only to Bai Wangyu, who once played in a group with Li Ziye, but was beaten four times by Dantai Jingyue, picked up and beaten One of the participants, today, finally found the position that suits him best.
groom!
There are always grooms in the world, but there is only one groom for the saint.
Literary and Confucian scholars are very happy.
Of course, Wen Xiuru was not the only one who had to leave with the Confucian leader on this trip.
"You said, you have to come with me, why don't you stay in Taixue Palace to teach those children?" In the carriage, Confucius looked at Fa Ru in front of him and said helplessly.
"I'm tired of teaching you a long time ago."
The old faru replied with a smile on his face, "Nowadays, there are Qiao'er and Shuru in Taixue Palace. One more of me is not more, and one less of me is not much. Why don't you come out and accompany the Confucian leader around to gain insights. "
"That's all, it's up to you."
Confucius shook his head and said nothing more.
This guy must be trying to be lazy. After taking off the burden of being a scholar, he doesn't even want to teach anymore.
Speaking of which, he didn't really want to teach at first.
It's not that I don't like those kids, it's mainly that they teach every day and get pissed off easily.
"Confucian leader, where should we go first?"
Faru glanced at the pedestrians on the street through the curtain next to the carriage and asked curiously.
"I haven't thought about it yet, just take a walk."
Confucius responded, "Kiuzhou is vast and cannot be covered in a day or two. It will be the same no matter where you go first."
"Too."
Old Faru nodded. Suddenly, he looked startled. He opened the curtain, looked at the young people on the street, and reminded him, "Master Ru, that little guy came to see us off."
"He was just now."
Confucius didn't look surprised at all and said calmly, "I told him yesterday not to send it away. Unexpectedly, he came anyway."
"That boy never listens."
The old Farru sighed softly and responded, "But I have my heart."
During the four years of knowing each other, his impression of the little guy was changing almost every day. The only thing that remained the same was that the kid never obeyed.
Even if the saint says it, the little guy won't listen.
Whatever you do is up to your own will.
"Old Bai, why did you come here!"
While the two were talking, Li Ziye looked at the figure walking slowly and slowly from behind on the street, took two steps forward, pulled him over, and said, "Hurry up, that old man Confucian leader is leaving the city."
"Brother Li, the Confucian leader told us yesterday not to send him away." Bai Wangyu looked at the carriage in front of him and responded softly.
"The old man has said a lot, do I have to memorize them all?"
Li Ziye said with a speechless expression, "Besides, the legs belong to me. I have the final say whether to give them away or not, and the old man has no control over them!"
Bai Wangyu heard the rude but reasonable words of his close friend beside him, and fell silent without refuting.
"Let's hurry up."
Li Ziye urged, walking a little faster, and said as he walked, "The old man Fa Ru also left with the Confucian leader. These old guys are really lazy. They just left all the time. It's too much."
"Master has resigned from the position of master, and there is no need to stay in Taixue Palace. I left this time because I was afraid that the Confucian leader would be too lonely on the road." Bai Wangyu replied calmly.
"The old Confucian leader has stayed in his small courtyard for a thousand years. He is not afraid of being alone. That guy Fa Ru just wants to be lazy."
Li Ziye speculated maliciously, "These old guys, all of them disappear when you ask for help, but when they are lazy, one of them runs faster than the other!"
On the side, Bai Wangyu heard someone's disrespectful words and just pretended that he didn't hear it and didn't dare to interrupt.
Brother Li is the only person in the world who dares to arrange the Confucian leader and the Dharma-Confucian master in this way.
"Did you hear that?"
On the carriage in front, Confucius heard the conversation between the two juniors behind him and said helplessly, "I think you are lazy."
"Ha ha."
Fa Ru smiled cheerfully and replied, "I have been busy all my life, and now I am lazy. It should be, that kid is just jealous!"
While the two were talking and laughing, the carriage drove past the street, and the South City Gate was already in sight.
From behind, Li Ziye and Bai Wangyu quickly followed and escorted them all the way to the gate of Nancheng.
"Confucian leader, do you want to stop and say hello?"
Faru looked at the two children behind him through the car curtain, with a hint of reluctance flashing in his eyes, and asked.
"No need."
Confucius shook his head gently and replied, "I already said everything that needs to be said yesterday. If we meet again, it will only add to the sadness. It is unnecessary."
Before the words were spoken, the carriage drove out of the South City Gate and left the Great Shang Capital without any regrets.
In front of the south city gate, Li Ziye and Bai Wangyu stopped and did not leave the city.
I gave it away, but not completely.
Going out of the city is a farewell, but not leaving the city is just a drop-in.
"Those two old men are so heartless."
In front of the city gate, Li Ziye looked at the carriage in front of him and said with emotion, "Everyone knew we were coming, but they didn't even say hello."
"The Confucian leader and Faru Master may be afraid that parting will be too sad." Bai Wangyu responded softly from the side.
"Sad ass, it's not about separation between life and death."
Li Ziye said angrily, "They went out to enjoy the mountains and rivers, leaving a lot of trouble for us to deal with. I don't know if they are sad or not. I am quite sad now. There is a lot of trouble in the city, but what to do."
"Little guy, Wangyu, see you later."
At this moment, the Confucian leader's voice sounded in their ears, and at the end, they said goodbye.
When Li Ziye and Bai Wangyu heard the old man's voice, their expressions immediately became serious, they raised their hands and bowed respectfully.
Inside and outside the city, the saint's carriage left, and the two young men handed each other off, separated by a city wall, symbolizing that the inheritance of the era was officially completed at this moment.
The morning sun rises in the east, and the morning light falls on the two of them, seeming to weigh a thousand pounds.
The era of saints watching over the world has officially entered a countdown as the old man leaves the city.
