From the confusion and confusion in Qi Yafeng's eyes when he suddenly came to another world, to the light that appeared in his eyes when he was admitted as a scholar, to his high spirits and hope for the future when he was promoted to a scholar, from drinking to himself in front of the full moon every night and missing his family and friends, to his determination to never give in when facing the barbarians. ． ． ． ． ． There is that person watching silently and watching him grow.
But now, Qi Yafeng watched with a complicated heart. Kong Sheng, the sage of that generation, looked at him with sorrow and anger. He began to hesitate whether to leave or stay.
Qi Yafeng suffered, Confucius attacked, and there was blackening in the later stage of the attack