Collection of Huaxia: Halloween Tribute to Ice Sculpture Company

"I've been reciting "The Analects of Confucius" for the past two days, but I didn't expect to get Confucius today."

"Hahahahaha, that's just right, let's follow God Zhou's gaze and get to know Confucius together!"

"I believe that after watching this episode, you will definitely know more about Confucius. Once you understand his thoughts, these seemingly difficult things will be much easier to memorize."

"Huh? You haven't watched the live broadcast yet, how do you know that Zhou Jin will introduce us to Kong Shengren?"

"Ahahaha, is this your first time watching "Collected China"? We are all old fans, you will understand after watching this episode!"

As the barrage popped up, Zhou Jin also slowly adapted to the surrounding environment at this time.

He looked around and saw that he was kneeling and sitting here with a group of people in book long robes. Everyone lowered their eyebrows and listened carefully to the lecture of the old man sitting above.

He was dressed in gray and white robes, with a long beard and a kind face.

"It is not enough for a scholar to be ashamed of those who are poorly dressed and eat badly because they are devoted to Taoism."

"The descendants do not seek Xia, the barbarians do not disturb China, the captives do not join the alliance, and the soldiers do not force them to be good."

"A gentleman does not seek fullness in food, does not seek security in living, is quick in matters but cautious in speaking, and he has the way and is right. It can be said that he is eager to learn."

"Self-restraining and returning to ritual is benevolence. One day self-restraining and returning to ritual, the world will return to benevolence. Is it up to others to be benevolent?"

"See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil, and act no evil."

Kong Shengren stroked his beard slowly, and said in a gentle voice.

Listening to Kong Shengren's voice, Zhou Jin felt inexplicably gentle in his heart.

Perhaps, this is the saint.

Before Zhou Jin finished expressing his emotions, the lecture ended, and then he heard the voice of Kong Shengren: "Ziyuan, Ziyuan, you two stay here."

Watching people around salute and leave one after another, Zhou Jin was touched on the arm by someone before he could react.

"Ziyuan, what are you doing blankly?"

"The teacher is waiting for us."

The young man touched Zhou Jin's arm and said in a low voice.

Only then did Zhou Jin realize that he was the Ziyuan whom Kong Sheng called just now.

And the young man in front of him should be Zi Yuan.

Perhaps not many people know Ziyuan, but there must be no one who does not know what Yan Hui said.
Surnamed Cao, surnamed Yan, given name Hui, styled Ziyuan, a native of Lu State, honored as Fusheng Yanzi, a thinker of Lu State in the late Spring and Autumn Period, a master of Confucian scholars, and the head of the 72 sages of Confucianism.

Thinking of Yan Hui, Zhou Jin's heart was also full of respect.

One must know that people who live in back alleys without changing their enjoyment, not to mention being modern, even in today's Spring and Autumn and Warring States period, there is probably only Yan Hui.

"Today, I will give you a pair to see who of you can deal with it."

Kong Shengren looked at Yan Hui, thinking about something in his eyes.

He casually glanced at the big yellow dog in the courtyard, and the big yellow dog was sleeping soundly on the dog's tooth dish.

"Dog's tooth dish on dog's tooth dish."

Kong Shengren's eyes lit up, and he blurted out a couplet.

Zhou Jin was stunned when he heard the words, how could he get these couplets when he came back from time travel?
He was about to apologize, but he met Kong Shengren with a look, as if telling him not to speak.

Zhou Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then understood what Kong Shengren meant.

It seems that this time Confucius called the two of them to come here, in fact, he wanted to find out about Yan Hui.

As the head of the 72 sages of Confucianism, Yan Hui should not be unable to answer the question, right?

Zhou Jin's thought had just arisen in his head, and the next second, Yan Hui's confident voice really sounded.

"Cockscomb under cockscomb."

Yan Hui also took a look into the yard. He saw a big red rooster under the cockscomb flower, singing with its neck raised, so he had an idea to speak.

Kong Shengren was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, he didn't seem to have thought that Yan Hui could be so neat, appropriate, and ingenious, so he couldn't help but nodded in his heart.

But praising him is not my main purpose this time.

'You were right just now, but it was too slow.I'll put out another couplet, you try?"

"Lotus lotus root."

Kong Shengren nodded back at Yan Yan, and said calmly.

But this time, this question seemed to have stumped Yan Hui, Yan Hui showed a look of embarrassment, frowning and thinking for a long time without saying a word.

"Man, this reminds me of the fear of being dominated by the teacher's questions when I was in school."

"Ahahahahaha, I didn't expect the ancients to have such a side!"

"Yeah, the ancients also had to deal with the teacher's questions hahaha!"

"Am I the only one who wonders what kind of couplet Yan Hui will come up with?"

"Looking at Yan Hui's scratching face, I probably can't answer it."

"That's not necessarily the case. We have to trust Yan Hui. After all, he is the head of the 72 sages of Confucianism!"

At this moment, chatter was hot on the barrage, and everyone was guessing whether Yan Hui could answer this couplet.But Yan Hui opened his mouth and didn't answer. At this time, a nasty mosquito flew to the bridge of Yan Hui's nose, and Yan Hui hurriedly raised his hand to strike. Yan Hui immediately thought of the second line after raising his hand.

"Fist and slap hands!"

Yan Hui's words stunned not only Kong Shengren and Zhou Jin, but also the audience.

"Hahahahaha! Can this be considered a couplet?"

"Are ancient cultures so ridiculous?"

"That's it? Return Shi Laozi, the head of the 72 sages of Confucius?"

At this time, Wang Shaoqian, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, couldn't help laughing loudly, looking at Zhou Jin's figure on the TV full of sarcasm.

At the same time, however, Confucius also raised the same question.

"Your "fist and slap hand", how can you do to mine: lotus leaf and lotus root"?"

Kong Shengren concealed the look of surprise in his eyes, stroked his beard slowly, and said leisurely.

"Because the lotus leaf and the lotus flower are the same plant, and the lotus root is their fruit, the three of them are a family; the fist, the palm, and the hand are also the same thing."

When Yan Hui heard Kong Shengren's words, he was also anxious, and hurriedly answered.

At this time, not only Kong Shengren, but even Zhou Jin couldn't help nodding frequently.

As expected of Yan Hui, it is not unreasonable for Yan Hui to be ranked first among the three thousand disciples of Confucianism.

However, at this moment, Kong Shengren seemed to be dissatisfied and shook his head.

"Do you know why I left you today?"

At this time, Kong Shengren's face became serious, and he looked at Yan Hui with burning eyes.

"Disciple doesn't know!"

Seeing that Kong Shengren suddenly became serious, Yan Hui's heart skipped a beat, and he hastily lowered his head and said.

"Do you know what a person will look like if he doesn't know how to be flexible?"

Kong Shengren let out a long sigh, and looked at Yan Hui with both appreciation and criticism.