When Chun Yuyue saw the figure, his originally red face instantly turned pale.

The color changed so quickly that Zhao Lang thought the other person was the reincarnation of a chameleon.

But Chunyu Yue himself knew the reason, because the person who came was the leader of Confucianism:

Kongjia.

But why is he here?

It's like discovering a giant whale in a small river!

This is so unreasonable!

Kong Jia didn't even look at him at this time, but said to Zhao Lang,

"It's always wrong to fight in public."

Zhao Lang accepted his teacher's teachings with great humility and even wanted to admit his mistakes.

I heard Kong Jia continue to say,

"But I know that you are honest and kind, and if you hit someone, you have a reason to hit them."

"Just remember to close the door next time so your opponent won't run around."

"What's more important is to prevent outsiders from judging us."

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment. His feelings were not to blame for hitting someone.

Suddenly, he had some affection for this old Confucian scholar who insisted on being his teacher.

The Hu Hai people on the side were all dumbfounded. What do you mean by closing the door and beating them?

After talking to Zhao Lang, Kong Jia looked at Chun Yuyue, sneered and said,

"Who am I talking about? It turns out to be my junior brother whom I haven't seen for many years. His knowledge has not improved much, but his temper has improved a lot."

"How come you dare to show off your power after being with a wealthy family?"

"No wonder my disciple said you are unkind and unwise. I think there is another unjust thing to add!"

Chunyu Yue faced Kong Jia's accusations but did not dare to refute.

When they were young, they were classmates for a while when they were studying.

It's hard to say that he is a senior fellow apprentice.

Obviously, this was a warning from the other party not to reveal his identity.

The most important thing is that now Kong Jia is the leader of Confucianism, and theoretically all Confucian scholars in the world are his disciples.

Just like Zhao Lang, he is actually a mere commander now, but farmers all over the world are, in theory, his disciples.

So they can debate with each other because of their different opinions.

But on weekdays, you must treat Kong Jia with courtesy!

This is the rule!

Confucianism, on the other hand, attaches great importance to rules.

Chunyu Yue took a deep breath, his face was ashen, but he still bent down and saluted,

"I've met my senior brother. I was unkind, unwise and unjust just now. Please forgive me, senior brother."

Seeing Chunyu Yue admitting his mistake, Fusu on the side was shocked and speechless.

He had never met Kong Jia, but he could roughly guess that it would be possible for him, a teacher who valued reputation more than his life.

There are only two people who put down their posture like this.

One is his father, the other is the head of Confucianism!

But why are people like this here?

My father sent Hu Hai and the others here again. Could it be that...

Fusu was confused for a moment.

"Guys, let's go to Zhuangzi first."

Uncle Fu didn't know when he came over, greeting everyone with a smiling face,

"Wongcai! What are you doing standing still? Get some drinks."

Immediately, the people at the door walked in as if the conflict just now did not exist.

After entering Zhuangzi, Fusu discovered that Prince Gao, Ying Yinman and other princes and daughters were all attending classes conscientiously.

Wang Li, Meng Zhi and other general disciples were also trained obediently.

The whole Zhuangzi is in order.

Wait for them to leave with Fu Bo.

Wang Jian came out from the side and said with a frown,

"Why did Master Fusu and Chun Yuyue come to Zhuangzi? Don't let it slip."

They know themselves.

If I told Kong Jia then, it would arouse suspicion if I told him.

"Li'er, go and call Hu Hai out and give him some instructions."

Wang Jian said.

After Wang Li left, Wang Jian looked at Ji Wushuang's yard and couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.

"The peasant saint, the leader of Confucianism, and me, a military strategist, and Lang'er, the master of the village, may soon be unable to accommodate each other."

The lobby is where guests are entertained.

Zhao Lang sat on his knees somewhat absent-mindedly.

He didn't like socializing in his previous life, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't be able to escape it in this life.

Kneeling until his legs were numb, Zhao Lang felt dizzy as he had to recite Zou Zou's speech.

The same goes for Hu Hai on the side.

On the contrary, Fusu looked contented, as if he was used to it.

Kong Jia saw that Zhao Lang was uncomfortable kneeling down, so he said,

"Lang'er, my junior brother and I will have a private chat. You go out and do your work."

Zhao Lang immediately felt as if he had been granted amnesty, saluted and left directly.

Fusu looked happy instead, and was about to take this opportunity to show his kindness to Kong Jia.

If he can get Kong Jia's support, his future opportunities will be at least 50% greater!

Unexpectedly, Kong Jia didn't even raise his eyelids and said,

"Same for you."

Fusu could only resign, he did not dare to refuse.

After everyone left, Kong Jia sat up, looked at Chun Yuyue and said,

"You're still not polite? Do you really think of yourself as my junior brother?"

Chunyu Yue's face was ashen, but he could only stand up and salute, saying,

"The Confucian Chunyu Yue has met the Confucian leader!"

Only then did Kong Jia say,

"This is your punishment for reprimanding my disciple in public."

Chunyu Yue said coldly,

"The disciples of the Confucian leader are naturally extremely noble, but if they don't go through the debate of hundreds of Confucian scholars, I'm afraid they won't get the support of Confucian scholars all over the world in the future."

"A hundred years after the leader of Confucianism, the identity of the leader of Confucianism is still unknown."

Kong Jia smiled and said,

"I don't need you to worry about it. Your status as a disciple is noble, but your appearance is unlucky. You have to take good care of me."

Chunyu Yue opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to say harsh words. He could only say,

"My disciple, with his father's protection, will naturally have good health and longevity."

The two of them were quarreling with each other, and at this time, their disciples were walking and chatting.

"Gongzi Lang, you are quite a good Zhuangzi."

Fusu said with a hint of guidance.

In his opinion, it was already a good evaluation. After all, there was no one in the world who lived better than his residence.

Zhao Lang was somewhat accustomed to the temperament of these second-generation people, that is, their eyes were on the top of their heads.
To be continued...