"Spring and autumn, even in the later rituals, it is still the most etiquette in the history of Huaxia!"

"At that time, only in terms of war etiquette, the first principle was that the two armies fought, not to cut it!"

"At that time, the killing envoy was like killing the king, and even when I saw the enemy monarch on the battlefield, I had to take off the helmet."

Jiang Yi's voice fell, and the sound of war horses hissing and weapon collision sounded in the live broadcast room.

It seems that there are already troops rushing towards themselves not far away.

Many people with guilty conscience stood up subconsciously and mentioned their throats, for fear that Huaxia would kill a group of people from the show to reality!

Just like after a exercise in a certain place, go directly to the battlefield.

"The second principle is not to be rumored. No one can attack others before the other party did not set off."

Jiang Yi continued: "The third principle is that if anyone is injured, he cannot continue the second attack!"

"Furthermore, once the opponent escapes, you can't catch up. At most, you can only catch up with 50 steps. If you fail to catch it within 50 steps, you have to run away."

"Article 3 of this principle may have a lot of understanding, how can you not hurt if you fight?"

"Just take the chariot soldiers as an example. Even if there are weapons, most of them are just attacking the enemy's chariot ..."

"The battle of Jin Chuyu was recorded. When the Jin army was defeated, a Jin army chariot was trapped into the mud pit during the escape. The horse did not listen to the call.

Hey, then continue to catch up. After a few steps, the Jinjun chariot was broken again. Chu Jun helped to repair the chariot again, and then chased it. After 50 steps, they gave up the pursuit ... "

As soon as I heard this, many foreign audiences couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, Huaxia people are really funny, this will also post gold!"

"Don't they think they do this, right?"

"Fifty steps didn't catch it, then run a hundred steps, what needed to take care of this!"

"Huaxia people are there a lot, obviously fighting, and if you still run a few steps, you have to help the enemy to repair the chariot?"

"I really have to meet the opposite kingjun, so don't you have to catch or shoot directly, the fool will be saluting!"

Brown rice and waste birds couldn't help laughing.

"Today we are going to the late Spring and Autumn Period. Going open in the era of ritual collapse. For the sake of righteousness and wisdom and ideals, the one who continues to run away ---- Confucius!"

Jiang Yi's dialect fell, a time and space door slowly appeared, and the picture of the whole body became confusing instantly.

A crushing of the two ink characters "Boom!" Of the two major ink characters in spring and autumn turned into a dynamic painting of ink and ink ...

The two teams of chariot soldiers held their weapons to each other, knocking on the opposite chariot ...

After one person shot an arrow, he could continue to shoot the arrow to kill the opponent, but he put down his bow and arrow, so that the enemy also shot himself with one arrow. As a result, he was shot to death by the enemy ...

The enemy soldiers who bowed to the monarch to the monarch who gave the enemy soldiers rewarded, this scene was showing the romance of the Spring and Autumn War to the world.

After Jiang Yi's pace, only between the sideways, it has been over 2,000 years, and it has come to the end of the spring and autumn.

He walked in a yard full of ancient style, explained to the audience: "This is the 16th year of Lu Ai Gong, early February."

"This year, the saints of Confucius have been seventy -three. In the previous year, the sage's proud door died in the nation's chaos, and was chopped into meat sauce.

, Make the saint's body worse. "

Jiang Yi paced between this depression courtyard, and suddenly he heard a burst of old and blame, but felt helpless.

"Zigong, why do you come to see me so late?"

Jiang Yi walked along the sound source and saw at the corner. A rare and old man wearing a Confucian robe, wrinkled with a crutch with a hobbly hand, was facing a middle -aged man in his 40s outside the courtyard.

say.

From the dialogue, Jiang Yi and the audience learned that the middle-aged people were the proud students of the Confucius-Zi Zi Gong, full name Duanmu Ci.

It is also the richest man among the disciples under the door of Kong.

"Madam, please forgive disciples, come late ----"

Duanmu said towards Kong Sheng.

"You know, it's late for yourself!"

The eyes of Confucius raised a crutch with tears, knocked on the ground, and said painfully: "Taishan is about to collapse, Liang Zhu is about to be decayed, the philosopher will wither like a grass and wood.

See the last side of being a teacher! "

Confucius held the door, raised his feet hard, crossed the threshold, and came to Duanmu.

"Zigong, the world has no road for too long, and no one is willing to adopt the claim of being a teacher. Our ambitions can no longer be realized!"

"It can be seen that when the people of the Xia Dynasty died in the East step, the people of the Zhou Dynasty died in the West steps, and the people of Yin Shang died between the two pillars.

, My ancestors are Yin businessmen, so I am afraid that the teacher is going to meet them ---- "

"Hate! Sad! It's sorry! For the life of a teacher's life, you can't realize the world of that day!"

"Zigong, can you say that the world can there be a world of Datong?"

"You said, there can be no war in the world, can the world be the public, and everyone loves each other?"

The sage of Confucius stared at his disciples and looked forward to getting the answer from him.

He knew that this ambition could no longer be realized in his own hands. The road he had walked and suffered from suffering seemed to be the shadow of the green smoke.

However, how can I know what the master does not know, Duanmuci?

He sighed, knowing that everything that happened outside today is almost nothing to do with courtesy. For the sake of benefits, the desire for power and territory has long surpassed each other's morality and etiquette. War has become the morality and etiquette.

A commonly used aggression method.

The so -called Zhou Li is already the crumbling dangerous house. There is a framework. Only the weak will take it out, and the strong is too lazy to ignore it.

But how can he dare to talk to his old teacher, say clearly?

Just when Duanmu was speechless, when the saint Kong saw all this, he had to be more desperate in his heart.

On the other side of the yard, there was a footsteps suddenly appeared.

Could it be that there are other brothers in the courtyard of Master?

Duan Muci thought so, looking at the source of the sound.

Do you have a disciple, come to visit me?

Kong Saint is full of longing for the side.

But when I saw that the person in front of him was wearing strange clothes, and he always lowered his head and made himself unable to see his face.
Chapter completed!