After entering the main hall, Bihua asked his servants to serve tea and sat at the main seat. After that, he didn't take a serious look at Chu Qing, only at Fu San.
Logically speaking, Fu San is a servant and should be guarding outside the door, but Bihua doesn't, so she has to let Fu San come in and sit, and she is very attentive.
Chu Qing was too lazy to guess.
Because there are too many weird things, the eldest lady doesn’t care about things, and the maid takes care of them. When it’s over, the maid is sleeping, and the eldest lady waits with the guests. What kind of thing is this? When word spreads about the Tao family, people will laugh out loud. How can there be such a thing? Hospitality.
Bihua seemed to be interested in Fu Sanji and asked with a smile: "Fu Zhuangshi seems to have been in the army at first glance, but that's the case."
Fu San raised his head and drained the tea from the teacup, then wiped his mouth: "Bianjun."
"Beida Camp?"
Fu San nodded.
Bihua: "Master Chu is accompanying you personally?"
Fukusan nodded again absentmindedly.
Bihua: "Before becoming a personal attendant, you must have been in a battle formation."
Fu San twisted his butt: "Mo Dao Camp."
Bihua clapped his hands: "What a good man."
You must know that the soldiers in the Mo Dao camp are not ordinary soldiers. The Mo Dao is called a sword. In fact, it is taller than people and is very deadly. With one strike, it can cut down both men and horses. Those who can use the Mo Dao are strong men. In the army, The one-in-a-million Xiong Zhi scholar.
Under Bihua's gaze, Fusan scratched his chin, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Bihua asked casually again: "Have you ever married a wife?"
Fu San felt something was wrong even after half a reaction, and looked at Chu Qing with confusion.
Chu Qing was also full of weirdness.
It's inappropriate for you, a young lady from the Tao family, to always pester the guests' guards with questions.
But Chu Qing didn't know what to say for a moment.
Bihua obviously has a carefree temperament. When she saw Fusan, she didn't say a word and raised her thick eyebrows like Crayon Shin-chan: "Why are you so sullen? My mother-in-law is dead?"
Chu Qing: "..."
Fu San said angrily: "Where does this woman come from? There is no one to marry the warriors in the army."
"That's true. Whoever is a good girl marries the army."
Not to mention that those who are close to pigs are fat and those who are close to ink are black, Fu San has also learned to pretend recently, and said lightly: "Liang Rong is not destroyed, how can we call home."
Bi Hua was happy: "The Liang Rong will not be destroyed, what does it have to do with your little border army? The Liang Rong will not be destroyed, why don't you get married?"
Fu San raised his eyebrows: "That's natural. If you follow my young master, you will naturally worry about the country and the people."
"Hypocritical." Bihua said with a half-smile but not a smile: "My eldest... eldest maid once said that the smaller the person is, the more he talks about his family, country and the world. He worries about the affairs of the country and the country all day long, but it clearly has nothing to do with them. It is really idle. "
Chu Qing glanced at Bihua slightly, always feeling that this young lady was looking for trouble.
Fu San didn't take it seriously and yawned: "I don't dare to worry about my country because of my humble position."
Chu Qing suddenly turned his head and looked at Fu San with an incomprehensible expression.
This guy couldn't have been kidnapped on the way here. There's nothing wrong with this explanation.
Bihua stared at Fu San, as if she had made an unexpected discovery: "Have you read the book?"
Fu San nodded: "That's natural."
Chu Qing coughed lightly.
Okay, just pretend for a while and it will be easy to lose face if you continue to pretend.
Bihua asked with a smile: "What books do you usually read?"
Fu San noticed Chu Qing's expression, but he got the wrong meaning.
What Chu Qing meant was that it was alright. No matter how good Shi Suo was at playing, after all, he was from the Tao family, so he must have a certain level of education. If he pretended to be too pretentious, his secret would be revealed.
What Fu San understood was, pretend hard, pretend hard, don't embarrass me, young master.
Therefore, the third brother began to show off immersively, grinning widely, and spit out two words of "whispering language".
This is not a lie. When Chu Wensheng returned to Beijing, in order to improve the overall cultural quality of Chu Mansion, he forced everyone to read more books, but in the end he gave up after finding that this mandatory thing was useless.
During this period, Fu San did watch "The Analects" with Bao Guisheng for a few days. To be precise, he didn't watch it, but listened. To this day, Fu San still thought it was called "The Analects" rather than "The Analects of Confucius".
Bihua became even more interested when she heard that Fu San had really read the book: "I also study and read The Analects of Confucius, but I'm just stupid. Fu Zhuangshi, then tell me, what is the Analects of Confucius."
"The language is the language." Fu San smiled slightly: "Different people will have different perceptions after reading it. As a scholar, we can tell at a glance that the language is actually the rules of the Tao. Confucius and others gave it There are no rules on the road before he came out to run around in the world, so he made the rules, and these rules are called swaying words."
Bihua looked confused: "Is that so? It's different from what others said."
Chu Qing was even more confused than Bihua.
He has not studied the Analects of Confucius much, but he is sure that he has never heard of any scholar who thinks that the Analects of Confucius is the rule of the Tao?
Bihua looked suspicious: "Can you elaborate?"
Fu San felt more energetic and took another sip of tea to clear his throat: "Do you know why Confucius traveled around the country and met the kings whenever he wanted? He was obviously the king of a country, so why did he have to be patient after meeting him? Do you want to listen to his reasoning?"
"Is it true that the sage Confucius taught the most truth?"
"No, no, no." Fu San shook his head and said, "Think about it, Confucius was nine feet long and six inches long. Everyone said that he was taller than he was. He had more than 3,000 disciples under his command, and he had 70 disciples accompanying him when he went out. Second virtuous grandson, among the seventy-two virtuous grandsons, there are still many savages. His old man said he wants to reason with you, how dare you not listen?"
Chu Qing took a breath of cold air.
Damn it, it seems like this is really the case.
In later generations, Confucius' height has always been controversial, but there are indeed historical records saying that Confucius was nine feet six inches tall, which is 2.23 meters tall. That is basically the same as Yao Ming. He had 3,000 younger brothers, and he was still that die-hard. His younger brother, he must take at least seventy-two disciples with him when he goes out. Fu San is right, there are indeed many savages among these seventy-two disciples.
What a savage is, the kind who will do anything if they disagree with you.
Imagine that a big man from Shandong who is 2.23 meters tall and has more than 3,000 followers and goes out with a group of savages wants to reason with you. Can you not listen?
Just what Fu San said changed Chu Qing's outlook, not to mention Bi Hua, who was as good as Fu San, and was stunned for a moment.
But Bihua has been following Tao Ruolin since she was a child, so she still has some basic common sense.
"But the Analects of Confucius is all about principles, not martial arts."
Fu San shook his head: "That's because you didn't understand it. Which sentence do you think is not martial?"
Bihua thought for a while: "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening."
"Just say you are stupid. What this means is that if Confucius found out the way to your house in the morning, you will die in the evening!"
With a "pop" sound, Chu Qing spurted out a mouthful of tea.
Bihua was stunned, but after thinking about it, it seemed to make sense. There was nothing wrong with what he said.
