The young governor immediately replied: "It was the Yamen of the Third Division of Henan Province who submitted the memorial. No troops have ever returned to Beijing to report their victory."

Xie Jin let go of his hand hidden on the table, looked quietly deeply, and said quietly: "What is your highness going to do?"

Bai Yuxiu looked at her husband, glanced sideways at her juniors, and whispered: "Is it because the rebellion in Shandong Road has not been put down yet?"

Xie Jin sighed softly, looked at the two students standing in front of him, and said quietly: "Shandong Road... that is where the family of my ancestors is."

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"The Three Kingdoms of Qin and Han, Wei, Jin, North and South, Sui, Tang and Five Dynasties, Song, Yuan and Ming."

"Counting the past, the world has changed its name several times. How many princes have passed away and turned into ashes?"

"There has never been a thousand-year dynasty in this world, but there is a thousand-year-old family!"

Outside the city of Qufu, there is a huge house located in the wilderness. Even the layman can tell the more ancient atmosphere.

On the high ground in front of the mansion, a few men in rich clothes and jade belts, served by servants in silk and satin, looked at the yellow fields in the distance.

The breeze blows, and the fragrance of rice flowers is refreshing.

The man in the lead is a handsome man with a beautiful face. He is not very old, only in his twenties, but he is elegant and calm.

After a few words, there was a sense of pride between his eyebrows, independent of the grace of this world.

"There has never been a thousand-year dynasty in the world."

"But! My family is a thousand-year-old family!"

Several peers around him burst out laughing, feeling particularly relaxed and cheerful.

The laughter echoed in the wilderness and never ended for a long time.

After the laughter finally subsided.

Someone turned sideways and looked at the leader: "Brother, there is a letter from the Third Division. Zhang Zhiyuan, the commander of the Peking Dusi, commanding more than ten thousand cavalry from the Nine Sides, probably arrived here in the past two days. This person is also the commander of the Guards Division of the Prince of Yan's Palace.

”

Kong Gongjian looked sideways at his younger brother and said with a chuckle: "My father hasn't come to Beijing for an audience this year."

"My father is planning to come to Beijing during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Kong Gongjian looked back at the Confucius Mansion. The pine tree was higher than the courtyard wall and had been standing here for thousands of years.

With a smile on his face, he said: "Tell me to my father and ask him to come to Beijing to see His Majesty in the next few days."

As the eldest son of contemporary Yan Shenggong, Kong Gongjian has been smart since he was young, and everyone in the family has high hopes for him.

And Kong Gongjian did not disappoint everyone in the Kong family. Although he had only been in the crown for a few years, he took care of everything in the Kong family neatly.

Even the current Yanshenggong Kongne often listens to the opinions of his legitimate son.

At this moment, Kong Gongjian wanted his father, Kong Ne, to go to Beijing to see His Majesty. Although his brother didn't know the meaning of this move, he still nodded honestly: "I heard that literature in the country has not been prosperous recently, so my father should also come to Beijing to give lectures, preach and gain knowledge, and answer the questions of the Holy Emperor.

”

These words were so straightforward that Kong Gongjian could not help but frown, but he did not say anything.

The people around them showed no reaction or movement at all.

It seems that in the Confucius Mansion, this is as normal as people having to eat and drink every day.

Someone else said from the side: "It's just that at the moment, when the border troops are coming, they will inevitably have the intention of clashing with the ancestors. Do you want to write a letter to warn and dissuade them? Or ask Qufu City to come forward and let them divert."

Kong Gongjian asked softly: "Did the Sansi Yamen tell me why General Zhang led his army to my house?"

His brother immediately rushed to speak: "They said that Zhang Zhiyuan claimed that there were rebels gathering with the intention of ransacking my house and doing evil to my family. Zhang Zhiyuan did not go to put down the rebellion, but he kept saying that he wanted to protect the safety of the Kong family.

It frightens my family. But what he wants to do can make my family feel at ease?"

Kong Gongjian still had a smile on his face: "The imperial court has its own laws. Is what General Zhang said, thought, and worried wrong? Ask your family to prepare food and wine, and prepare a supply of food and grass for the arrival of the army. Don't call

The imperial army and horses are still hungry on their own territory."

Kong Gongjian, who was confirmed to be the next Yanshenggong and the successor of the Kong family, said it was easy. He even asked the Kong family to be prepared heart and soul to entertain Zhang Zhiyuan, who had obvious intentions of being evil and those traitors who had never shown up.

This made everyone around him feel angry.

When did the Kong family suffer such humiliation?

But Kong Gongjian’s words are like a golden rule in the land of Qufu.

He said that he wanted to entertain Zhang Zhiyuan, who was leading his army south, and the Kong family would naturally devote all their energy to preparing for these things.

When Kong Gongjian finished admiring the crops that were about to be harvested in the fields outside the mansion today, and decided what to do next in Kong's mansion, today's experience was considered a matter of course, and it was time to go back to the mansion to have a meal, then take a lunch break and study.

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Just don’t wait for Kong Gongjian to open his mouth.

In the distance, a long cavalry team rumbled out in the middle of the crop field that was already up to the waist.

These cavalry were so unexpected that they appeared outside the Kongfu Mansion in Qufu.

The dark-colored cavalry is so conspicuous among the endless stretches of mature crop fields.

"This group of people came so quickly. Are they rushing here to beg for food?"

Kong Gongjian’s younger brother cursed in a low voice.

Kong Gongjian stopped and looked seriously at the huge cavalry team coming towards Kong Mansion in the distance.

With more than 10,000 troops and horses marching, even though the whole army remained silent, the movement generated could not be small.

Soon, a large number of servants emerged from the residence of the Holy Master, which had been continuously expanded and repaired for thousands of years.

The servants only held sticks in their hands, but they were all strong and powerful.

Kong Gongjian looked deeply at the army and horses that finally came from afar, and said in a low voice: "It seems that I will be busy at home for a while today, and I can't read anymore."

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"They say that there are so many books in Confucius' mansion that one person could never read them all in a lifetime, but is it true?"

Tang Keke, who was only half a height behind Zhang Zhiyuan in riding a horse, was a Confucian student himself. Naturally, he knew more about the rumors about the Confucian family, such as the most saintly teacher. He looked at the Confucian family that was already spread out in front of him.

, can’t help but speak curiously.

In fact, no one knows how many books there are in the Confucius Mansion. But everyone, including Tang Keke, knows that those books are really something that one person can never read in a lifetime.

When he said these words at this moment, it would be better to say that he was joking.

Zhang Zhiyuan did not answer this question. He is just a reckless man in the army. He cannot read the small print and does not understand any sage principles.

"Send the order and the army will stop five miles away from Confucius' mansion. We will divide our troops on all sides of Confucius' mansion, dig deep ravines, cut down trees and erect roadblocks and walls. We must not let the rebels have even an opportunity to take advantage of them."

The lieutenant loudly conveyed the general's will to the herald.

The loud shouts echoed in the wilderness outside the Confucius Mansion, the sound was like the roar of a tiger, long and thick.

In response to the military order, there was a cry of "Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!"

Immediately, more than ten thousand cavalry marched in formation and began to separate into four battalions of soldiers and horses, front, rear, left and right, heading outside Confucius' mansion.

The main army of the headquarters went ten miles outside the gate of Confucius' mansion.

On the high ground outside the gate of the Kong Mansion was Kong Gongjian, who had always maintained a calm smile. Seeing this situation, he also put away the smile on his face and turned into endless silence.

He looked at this army, which had the largest number outside the Confucius Mansion in decades, and his eyes kept moving.

Soon, a tall and powerful general came into view.

That must be Zhang Zhiyuan, the commander of the Peking Dusi and the Yanshi Guards Commander Zhang Zhiyuan himself.

Kong Gongjian saw Zhang Zhiyuan.

Riding on horseback, looking calmly at Zhang Zhiyuan in front of the Confucius Mansion, he also noticed the young Confucius standing on the high ground, looking at him.

A contemptuous smile appeared on Zhang Zhiyuan's face.

"This general cannot understand the written language."

"Only the sword in your hand."

"Please be careful."

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Chapter completed!