The atmosphere in the Daweng Goulan was lively. Huang and Fengzheng listened to music, danced, drank, and talked about the past and the present.
Especially about Qufu, the two talked a lot, and they also exchanged a lot about Confucianism.
Feng Zheng travels all over the world and has a lot of experience. Even if you don't look at his face, just the words he speaks are full of vicissitudes and experiences.
"Boy, how long do you plan to stay in Qufu?" Feng Zheng asked seriously after taking a sip of wine.
"The literati in Qufu are romantic, and the little girl Goulan is pitiful. Since you are here, please stay a few more days."
After drinking the last of the wine, Ara's eyes fell on the dancing girl, and his smile gradually became abnormal: "I think the little lady here needs my rescue."
"Ahem!"
Huang's shamelessness made Feng Zheng dumbfounded. He was drinking and suddenly choked.
He didn't know Huang's specific plan, but he always felt that there must be a special reason why Huang stayed in Qufu.
I used to stay in a guest house in Qufu for three days without leaving. Now I came out and plunged into the hook fence.
If it is because of sexual desire, it can be explained reasonably. However, this is a gentleman who keeps his integrity and is very restrained when it comes to female sex.
Almost instantly, Feng Zheng judged that Huang must have some ulterior motive for staying in Qufu.
"Are you just going to stay in Daweng Goulan like this?"
"Forehead!"
Feng Zheng's question made Huang stunned for a moment, then he rolled his eyes and said, "Old man Feng, do you know how much money it takes to stay here for a day?"
"Do you really think that I am as rich as the country and that I make money?"
"Haha..." At this moment, Feng Zheng smiled and said nothing.
After taking a sip of wine, he calmed down his shock, and then changed the subject and said, "How about I go to Qufu Academy tomorrow?"
He is short of money.
The reason why Daweng Goulan was kept for one day was because Jing Nan and others would need to die for him next, so he couldn't be too stingy.
He couldn't make any promises to Jing Nan and others, he could only ask them to experience the greatest beauty in the world, so that they would have no regrets.
However, for three consecutive days, the guards who did not know how to control themselves were afraid that they would have to be carried out, so how could they die for him.
Even the strongest Xiang Lidu would have to hold on to the wall to get out.
Looking away from the dancing girl, Feng Zheng looked at Huang and said, "Going to Qufu Academy does not require money and food, but it requires talent, otherwise it will be easy to get in but difficult to get out!"
"I'm not going to play in the gym!" Huang shook his head, then said with a relaxed look: "I just went to pay homage to Confucius..."
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On this day, only Feng Zheng and Huang didn't stay with their young lady for the night. The others were all intoxicated. The people of Daweng Goulan were filled with joy when they saw such a generous guest.
No one has a grudge against money and food.
The next day.
Huang, Feng Zheng and Xiang Lidu walked out of Dawengoulan and came to Qufu Academy. Feng Zheng personally came to negotiate, and the three finally entered Qufu Academy.
The negotiation just now made Huang once again feel the arrogance of Confucian scholars. He knew in his heart that if it hadn't been for Feng Zheng today, the two of them might not have been able to go in.
Walking in the academy, listening to the ups and downs of reading, I was filled with emotions for a while. The success of Confucianism in later years had a lot to do with Confucius's establishment of private schools.
It can be said that for these outstanding people, their vision is far-reaching and they can see through the future development trend.
"It's a pity that Confucius has passed away. Otherwise, it would be a shame to see him again!" Huang said with a chuckle as he looked at the statue of Confucius holding the Analects in the academy.
"A generation of sages, I wish I could see them!" Feng Zheng also sighed with emotion. Looking at the statue of Confucius, he said: "Back then, someone once said that if the sky did not give birth to a master, the eternity would be like a long night!"
"Master is a great sage!"
Huang knew in his heart that Confucius for the first time broke the monopoly on education by the old ruling class, changed his teachings to the government and gave private lectures, and spread traditional cultural education to the entire nation.
In this way, Confucianism has a solid national psychological foundation, is accepted by the whole society, and gradually Confucianizes the whole society.
It's just the Master's descendants that he despises.
Feng Zheng and others didn't know it clearly, but they knew clearly about the desolation that came from later generations. The virtues of the descendants of the Kong family were indeed something they couldn't praise.
But being in Qufu Academy, Huang didn't show it. He sat down under a stone pavilion and looked around.
The environment of Qufu Academy is good, there are many scholars, and there are also some poor scholars in coarse clothes. This scene is rare in this era.
"Three of you are also my Confucian scholars?" A young voice came, breaking the silence in the stone pavilion, and Huang turned around to look.
The person who came here was very young, less than thirty years old, but his bookish aura was the strongest among the people Luang had seen in the past few years.
The aura on his body was different from that of Wei Yang. Wei Yang's aura is thick, sharp, and strict, just like Legalism. But this person's aura was gentle and calm.
"I've heard Master's name for a long time, and I've traveled all the way here. I wonder what I call you, sir?" Huang nodded and spoke with a smile.
The visitor greeted the three Huang people and said in a calm tone: "I am a student from Qufu, Ji Gaoyang. What do you call them?"
"Xianglidu!" Xianglidu nodded, and then returned the salute.
Old Man Feng smiled and said, "I'm Feng Zheng."
Huang greeted Ji Gaoyang, smiled lightly, and said, "You can call me Huang."
"Gao Yang has met Qin Guoshi!" Ji Gaoyang saluted again and looked at Huang.
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