I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Kong Yingdamai walked into the restaurant.

There were only three men in the room, one looked as simple and honest as a piece of wood, the other was chubby, he looked familiar to him, he was Wei Wang Li Tai, and the last man was sitting around a group of Yingying and Yanyan.

Those girls were all the most beautiful girls he had ever seen in his life, but the man sitting among them didn't look ugly or awkward at all.

It's really the most beautiful one.

Yin Xuan noticed a strange face coming in, his eyes hesitated, but they fell on him firmly, and then looked at Ji Wen's reaction at the door.

This is not to eat, but to find yourself.

And
It should be Ji Wen's acquaintance, or someone Ji Wen knows.

And it's been a while since I came in, but I still haven't opened my mouth. Is it because I don't know what to say, or I'm hesitating?
Yin Xuan stood up slowly and asked, "This guest, is he here for dinner?"

He didn't like this dull atmosphere, so he simply opened his mouth to break the atmosphere.

Kong Yingda breathed a sigh of relief, and greeted him with a bow: "Kong Yingda, the No. 30 grandson of Foolish Confucius, has seen the store before."

Confucius descendants?

Yin Xuan raised his eyebrows, nodded, and greeted perfunctorily.

He didn't have any opinion on Confucius, but he really didn't like these descendants of Confucius.

When he thought of the things done by the group of things named "Yan Shenggong" in later generations, he felt sick for a while, and felt sad for that little old man Confucius.

Don't mention those trivial things.

It was later, with the beating of gongs and drums, that William II was welcomed into the gate of the Confucian Mansion. It was a dark history.

It's a pity for Confucius' knowledge, and it's a pity for such a good surname as "Kong".

The perfunctory look on Yin Xuan's face, and even the disgust that was swept away at that moment, could not hide from Kong Yingda's eyes, he keenly caught this point.

Aversion?
To myself or to my last name?

"Yu heard that the store is new, so I came to ask the store for advice." Kong Yingda thought for a while, and felt that he still didn't need to turn his face, so he cupped his hands again and asked.

Yin Xuan piled up a fake smile: "I am just a restaurant. If the guests have always eaten, I will make some food for you. If they have always been drinking, my Yujingqiu and Shaodaozi are the top wines in Chang'an."

"But if you come to ask the teacher for advice, it will be a little difficult for me."

"I'm just a commoner, I run a restaurant, and I know some cooking skills. I don't have any knowledge for Kong Daru to ask for advice."

Kong Yingda raised his eyebrows.

Look, what it says, look at the wording.

"A piece of clothing, cooking pots and stoves" is a phrase that an ordinary cook can use?

But... I don't know where this store owner gave birth to such a big resistance. It stands to reason that scholars in Datang, even if they don't know what kind of person they are, just rely on the surname "Kong" and they should be very concerned about what they are born with. Good feeling is right.

Kong Yingda didn't force it, just smiled slightly: "Then I don't know what delicacies are in the store, can the store recommend it."

Yin Xuan poked his head and yelled outside: "Ji Wen, come in to pick up the guests."

Kong Yingda was very reserved in ordering food. He only ordered two dishes, one was ground three delicacies, and the other was scrambled eggs with tomato. He also ordered a bowl of rice, a corn, and two taels of Jade Jingqiu.

The appearance of eating is also very reserved, and the last mouthful of rice happens to be eaten with the last mouthful of wine.

There's nothing wrong with etiquette.

After he left, Ji Wen cleaned up the table, looked at Yin Xuan, hesitated for a while, and then asked, "Shopkeeper, I just heard that the man from Kong County wanted to ask you a question?"

Yin Xuan didn't answer his words, but just waved his hands: "So he also has a title in Datang?"

What impressed him the most was that hundreds of years later, Song had conferred the title of Duke Yan Sheng, and since then this lineage has embarked on a corrupt path of no return.

Unexpectedly, he also had a title in Datang.

"That gentleman is a descendant of Kong Sheng after all." Ji Wen replied honestly, "He has made a lot of achievements in the classics. It seems that I heard that the gentleman is compiling Sui books."

The ancient history of China is generally edited by the later dynasties for the former dynasties.

Those who can participate in editing have always been well-informed and truly capable people.

Yin Xuan nodded, but did not speak.

Ji Wen couldn't hold back, and asked again: "I see the shopkeeper's attitude towards that gentleman."

Before he finished speaking, Yin Xuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, do you think my attitude towards him is not respectful enough?"

Ji Wen hesitated for a moment, then nodded sullenly.

Yin Xuan smiled and shook his head: "I recognize the greatness of Confucius, but what does the greatness of Confucius have to do with him? Back then, Confucius traveled to various countries and recruited all his disciples. Was he involved?"

Ji Wen shook her head.

Yin Xuan asked again: "Then has he ever made any achievements?"

Ji Wen opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but after careful consideration, what achievements did that Kong Yingda have?There are really some, such as the admission of Jinshi in the examination of Ming classics during the Daye period, or the debate on Confucianism, or... um... Tang Dynasty and Sui Dynasty, which have nothing to do with this Kong Yingda.

Those two things can barely be called merit.

But these flowers are the icing on the cake, and they are excellent decorations, but if you really want to take these things out as a brocade, it is even more convincing than a few little ladies making fireworks.

"Has he imitated his ancestors, opened schools widely, and donated to poor families?" Yin Xuan asked again.

Ji Wen shook his head blankly.

Yin Xuan sneered: "Then what's the difference between him and ordinary aristocratic families, but he has a "Kong" on it?"

Ji Wen was stunned.

Yin Xuan went on to say: "The greatness of Confucius is indeed admired by ordinary people, but you scholars just think too much about Confucius."

"He's a saint, but he's not the only saint."

"His path can be walked, but it is not the only path that can be walked."

"The Confucian family is not the same as Confucius. They are just a group of lucky people who inherited the blood of Confucius, but not the theory or brain of Confucius."

"They're human too."

"If we can really maintain the knowledge and morals of the generations, the current position is not too high for them." Well, it's just the way Datang treats the Kong family.

"But if it doesn't work, everyone is like you and thinks too highly of a Kong character, then it will be a disaster."

Saying that, Yin Xuan sighed again.

"Besides, Confucius was right in that era, so is he completely correct in this era?"

"Books are for people to read, but after reading, you have to find faults."

"Gou Rixin, Rixin, and Rixin."

The nerves in Ji Wen's brain seemed to be aroused, and the divine light in his eyes was a little helpless, but there was some light shining faintly.