Kong Yiji's post-Zhongju creation.

It is said that Kong Yiji was down and out for most of his life, and he didn't even catch half a scholar. My leg was broken because of stealing. I haven't seen you since I came to Xianheng Hotel for a drink last time. For Kong Yiji's life and death, no one has ever cared. People say that he is dead. Whether we live or die, we live like this. People like Kong Yiji will not affect the rotation of the earth.

On this day, the sun is shining and the weather is good! Lu Zhen bathed in the warm sunshine like a shy girl. It's spring in March again, singing and dancing, colorful. Xianheng Hotel opened early as usual, and magpies were chirping in the big tree at the door. The shopkeeper sees it in his eyes and enjoys it in his heart. He said to the boy, "I'm afraid there will be guests at home today, so I need to pay attention." "Ah," the little guy replied weakly. I have been in the hotel for three years, and my salary has not increased by half a cent. I have spent a lot of time on the platform.

At about noon, a sedan chair came out of the shop. I saw the attendants lift the curtain of the sedan chair and get off it. I saw him: tall, thin face, a beautiful moustache hanging down with the wind, a big silk gown and a round neck. Because it was ironed very well, there was no wrinkle in the end. Look at this battle, I think it's a foreign gentleman or something. Manned sharp-eyed, rushed out to meet. When I looked at the man carefully, I was taken aback and opened my mouth for a long time. "Hey hey, good dog out of the way, how to open the door without doing business? He stood in the way of Master Kong. See if you can afford it! " The waiter reprimanded loudly. At this time, the manned just returned to absolute being and rubbed his eyes to see who the bearer was. Mouth vague tunnel: "oh, hole ... hole big officer, little blind man!" You are many adults, please come in! " The bearer is Kong Yiji. Seeing this, he snorted and strolled into the shop. At this time, the "short coat gang" was chatting with a wine bowl, and they were blindsided when they saw a rich man. "Is this the old Kong Yiji?" Many people secretly ask questions. At this time, someone whispered: "The other day, I heard that there was a juren named Kong in our town, but I didn't expect it to be Kong Yiji." "Nonsense! It should be called master kong. Are you afraid of your impatience? " The people next to him scolded. The man felt that he had slipped his tongue, covered his mouth and was silent.

It's embarrassing to see the atmosphere in the store stagnant. Kong Yiji looked around and snorted. "How have you always been? Kong can have today, thanks to your encouragement! " At the moment, I bend down and turn my hands in circles. The "short coat gang" was flattered by this and gasped at the same time. People who laugh at him on weekdays feel that the world is coming to an end. Hurriedly bent down to reciprocate, the corners of his mouth were deadlocked with an ugly smile than crying, waiting for a catastrophe, and then he became dejected and despondent, looking like a lamb to be slaughtered. Never thought, Master Kong turned to the shopkeeper and said, "You add a bowl of good wine to every poor buddy in the store, and the same meat dish is my treat!" "all right! ... why don't you sons of bitches thank Master Kong for his kindness! " Manned this trick really worked. It turns out that the "short coat gang" has long since lost its bones. After hearing this, why don't you borrow the donkey from the slope at once? So they rushed to thank Grace. Then Kong Yiji strode triumphantly into the private room. The waiter hurried to wait at the door. Not for a while, seven meat and eight vegetables were served on the table, and a good pot of carved flowers was prepared. Kong Yiji drank slowly.

When officer Kong was half drunk and half awake, a greeting came from outside, and his voice was familiar. Suddenly, Ding and Meng arrived. As soon as the waiter's voice fell, the two were introduced into the inner room by the manned. It's an enemy. I'm particularly jealous. Kong Yiji couldn't help being angry at the thought of being hanged, and evil was born. He picked up the cup and was about to break it. When the attendants saw him, they stopped him, whispered, and so on. Kong Yiji suppressed the fire in his heart and pretended not to see Ding. It seems that Nading knew that Kong Yiji was here, so he made a ceremony and said, "Brother Kong often drinks here, so it's better to meet him. Would you please step aside and have a drink with us? " It is also good for everyone to be close. I have offended Kong Ge in the past, but I still hope Kong Ge is a sea culvert! "As the saying goes," I can't see my fingers ". "Kong Yiji didn't accept the invitation, it's his fault. Besides, I'm ashamed to mention hitting people, and the relationship between Ding and Meng is not worth touching his bad luck. At this moment, he said with a big smile: "Since Brother Ding is so good, Kong might as well be respectful." Meng Zhifu stepped forward and interjected: "Well, the three of us are still the same door! "When the original recruit examiners are Beijing's adult, students are taken for granted. At this time, the distance between the three people has narrowed invisibly, so the three people push a cup for a change, and they are happy until the west is going to be depressed and will not show it for the time being. We will communicate and care frequently in the future.

Let's talk about Wang Ma, the longest matchmaker in Lu town. With her golden tongue, she has established a good family business for Kong Yiji, who is over 500 years old. The other parents heard that Kong Yiji won the jury and Kong Yiji was older than himself, so they chose a good day, bought a lot of dowry and carried their daughter and personal servant girl into Confucius' House. Since then, Kong Yiji married in his later years, enjoying the prosperous spring breeze and endless happiness. On weekdays, I socialize with some dignitaries and lead a unique life. Kong Yiji, a former down-and-out adult, has long since disappeared from people's memory, but the life of those "short clothes gangs" is getting worse every day. They can't afford baked bamboo shoots and fennel beans, but there are plenty of people like Kong Yiji who can afford them. The boy grew up gradually, and the meager income of Xianheng Hotel could not meet his needs, so he had to pack his bags and fly away to pursue a better life. It is said that this little guy later met a noble person and went to Japan to study. After returning to China, he became a leading figure in China's literary world. He once wrote a novel about Kong Yiji, a boy who was down and out, which influenced generations of scholars. Kong Yiji, who won the bid, disappeared into the world of mortals in the Revolution of 1911 with the glory of the last batch of juren in the Qing Dynasty.