Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

Li Gang's heart was pounding. At that moment, the huge Confucian statue seemed to explode with dazzling light, directly shocking his heart.

My eyes, which were usually clear and bright with a hint of cloudiness, suddenly became extremely bright.

The fog that had been lingering in my heart before seemed to explode in an instant.

When he was teaching Yang Guang, Yang Guang also asked him.

At that time, Li Gang asked Yang Guang to think for himself. In fact, Li Gang himself was also a little worried.

Why study? Different people always have different answers.

The people in the farmland naturally hope to study and glorify their ancestors, reach the sky in one step, and no longer have to suffer the torture of facing the loess and turning their back to the sky.

The fish sellers on the streets were looking towards the imperial city with a look of reverence on their faces. Naturally, they were reading in order to no longer look at other people's faces, no longer endure suffering, and no longer be reluctant to eat the fish they sold. ♦

Wealthy businessmen and gentry are more direct.

If there are scholars in the family, their status will be guaranteed. If there are no officials to back them up in business, their wealth will be like the moon in the water or the flowers in the mirror. When the wind blows, everything will disappear.

When the edifice of the Sui Dynasty was about to collapse, Li Gang saw all kinds of things in life, and the ideals and ambitions in the minds of scholars were the most vigorous at that time.

When Liu Xuan said this, he felt suddenly enlightened, and something in his chest seemed to be unblocked instantly.

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry on the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations..."

He murmured to himself, and Kong Yingda beside him was also immersed in it, with an excited face, pulling Liu Xuan's arm and refusing to let go.

"Young man Liu Xuan, please tell me carefully. Is this what you are thinking?"

Liu Xuan waved his hand: "Old Kong, what's wrong with you? Eat well. People paid you to come over to eat. If you don't eat it, it will get cold. What a good Dongpo pork..."

Faced with Liu Xuan's jokes and trying to muddle through, Kong Yingda didn't seem to be accommodating at all. He just wanted an answer today.

There are many disciples and countless disciples, but Kong Yingda has never understood the purpose of studying, but these words are like a ray of light shining on the dark sky.

"You kid, even if you talk nonsense, you can't deceive me. This is what you are thinking, this is your ambition, this is the purpose of your study!"

"You can't fool me!"

Kong Yingda was obviously very old, but he grabbed Liu Xuan's arm so hard that Liu Xuan felt like there was a red mark on his arm.

"There used to be an old family named Yi. During the Warring States Period, they were extremely arrogant and had countless disciples and mouthpieces everywhere. Scholars all over the world could not bear the suffering."

"Later on, countless scholars shed their blood and sacrificed their lives, and then the family was destroyed, and the world was full of heroes."

Kong Yingda said that others generally don't know about this matter, and even very few scholars in the world know about it.

There were many great scholars in the court, and even the old men of the former Sui Dynasty did not have this record in their home collections.

Only Kong Yingda's family has an old book that was passed down from the time of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to the present. Every word in it is well preserved.

"They, as you just said, set their minds for the heaven and the earth... and their lives for the people..."

Liu Xuan felt that he couldn't deny it. I just said it casually, why did you take it seriously?

"Lao Kong, why are you like this!"

"I'm obviously not a scholar, I don't like reading!"

Liu Xuan put aside Kong Yingda's hand with a look of disgust and sighed.

"I like cooking. It's not that I think the dishes are delicious. The main thing is... I'm greedy..."

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door.

"Young man Liu Xuan, the Water Margin you wrote has won my heart!"

"Hurry up and get me some more books. I want to take my grandchildren to read them together!"

Li Yuan's voice floated up and the air trembled.

Li Yuan got up early today. After reading the last chapter of Water Margin, he became even more excited.

It's like there is a breath in the chest that cannot be released and is stuck here.

I looked at the time and saw that it was already noon. Why don't we go for a walk at Liu Xuan's house?

So I came here hungry. As soon as I came in, I saw an exaggerated scene.

Kong Yingda took Liu Xuan's arm and smiled wildly, which did not fit the serious image of a great scholar at that time: "You also said that you are not a scholar, and you also said that you can't read. Look, you wrote the poem. , the story was also written by you.”

"Hahaha... Old man, I have a sharp eye and can see everything clearly. How could you deceive me!"

"The sun is fierce and everything appears! You must be Na Wenquxing who descended to earth!"

Li Yuan tried his best to hold his chin, with lingering fear. If he hadn't stretched out his hand in time, he might have dropped his chin to the ground.

The horror and confusion in his eyes were even more intense to the extreme.

Who is Kong Yingda? A good teacher in the hearts of scholars all over the world, countless scholars dream of worshiping this great Confucian. In the court, he rarely speaks, but when he does speak, he speaks the truth.

Li Yuan was also despised by Kong Yingda back then. The old man at that time was very cold.

Now, how have you changed?

The appearance of Li Yuan made Yan Shigu's face twitch even more.

The expression on his face was as wonderful as seeing a charming woman showing off her extraordinary figure with a Hu Xuan dance. Just when he wanted to open the bead curtain that was so far away from him, he suddenly found that there was a voice coming from inside. A man's voice.

The three great scholars did not pay attention to Li Yuan's appearance at this moment. They all pointed at Liu Xuan angrily and said unpleasant words.

"You, a young man, are unethical and lied to me, an old man in his seventies!"

"I knew it, I knew it was your boy who caused the poetry meeting that day. Next year's poetry meeting will definitely become a laughing stock. It's your boy who brought this unhealthy trend in!"

"Needless to say, this guy is just pretending. He is obviously very knowledgeable and has a lot of ideas. If he had to pretend to be a cook, I almost got deceived by you!"

Liu Xuan smiled calmly and looked at the three of them without panicking at all. The meat buns in his hands were still delicious.

What is in your mouth is the real food. Watching others eat while you are hungry is not like tasting the delicious food in the world.

"Liar, lie, I have never seen such a shameless person!" Yan Shigu was the most excited, "I will tell my disciples that you are a boundless warrior when I go back today, and let them come to you... to learn!"

The three people kept talking, how could there be any reserve and dignity of a great scholar? If there were other scholars here, they would be surprised to find that the so-called great scholar is just an old man.

Goudan followed the rhythm of the three of them and screamed, very excited.

The three of them chatted a few words, the dog's legs squealed a few times, and the piano and the harp sang in harmony, which was extremely funny.