When she recalled the moment her father Kong Xun passed away, Kong Mengying's thoughts also returned to reality. She stood there for a long time, and it was not until the end that she turned silently.

Behind her, Zhong Tianhao also became silent. He knew the specific details of the life of Kong Xun, a great scholar of Chu State, and was no longer as unfamiliar as before.

At this moment, Zhong Tianhao seemed to have penetrated the eternal time, saw the former great scholar Kong Xun, and saw his figure when he preached and his back behind the scenes!

A melancholy that was so strong that it was extremely rich quietly permeated Zhong Tianhao's mind, and even the confusion in his eyes was only much greater than that in Kong Mengying.

He was thinking secretly about what kind of strange existence was the great scholar Kong Xun? What was the other party insisting on for a lifetime?

Zhong Tianhao didn't know the answer to all of this. He felt more like he felt that Kong Xun was his past, while himself was Kong Xun's future.

Of course, this was just his illusion, it was an illusory dream, so that it made him feel that he was Kong Xun after experiencing the six realms of reincarnation.

The Confucian tradition linked him to Kong Xun, allowing him to see some phenomena that he shouldn't have seen. In this transformation between true and false, he was a little stupid and could not tell the difference...

Time always passes quickly.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed. During these three years, Zhong Tianhao always takes some time every year to take Gou Dan and his understanding of Confucianism and Taoism to the tomb of Kong Xun, and talk about it.

In this way, he made Kong Xun no longer lonely and the Confucian school of Chu State not completely declined.

Kong Xun's daughter, the emperor's concubine, Kong Mengying, has difficulty leaving the palace once due to inconvenient status. In these three years, she has only been out of the past few times!

After three years of precipitation, Zhong Tianhao also began to get used to the mortal life in Yingdu City. He not only comprehended Confucianism, but also cultivated his character without deliberately practicing.

In the middle of winter of this year, on this day, Zhong Tianhao stood quietly in the courtyard alone, waiting for the answer he wanted, and news finally came from the court.
Chapter completed!