Kong Yiji continued to write.

After Kong Yiji left Xianheng Hotel, the autumn wind was bleak and migratory birds flew south. Kong Yiji lowered his head, sat on the ground and drank the last sip of wine, dragging his legs and slowly "walking" outward with his "hands".

"This is a broken leg. Will you steal it again?" "Steal again, I'm afraid even my hands will be discounted!"

Kong Yiji was scared when he heard the laughter. He gritted his teeth, dragged his legs and struggled forward. He kept mumbling: if the sky is going to be a great task for the Sri Lankan people, he must first put up with his will ... what a disaster!

People can't hear laughter. He was sitting on the hillside behind Xianheng Hotel, and his calf hurt badly. He looked at it, red and swollen, as thick as a bowl, and some places had suppurated. He cried, tears streaming down his face. He thought of Sun Bin and Zhou Wenwang. He seemed to see hope again: "I know all the four books and five classics." If this is difficult, won't God give me a great responsibility? " ...... "He was blindsided and fell asleep: his leg recovered. When he was young, he went to Beijing to take the exam, won the top prize, and then was adopted into the Prime Minister's office, which was very important for a while. On that day, Kong Yiji suddenly remembered that he was going back to Luzhen, and the magistrate and county magistrate stood in awe, with Ding and manned on both sides. Kong Yiji walked out of the sedan chair and leisurely walked into Xianheng Hotel. Shopkeepers, Ding, etc. make three visits and nine knocks. Kong Yiji raised his hand and said, "Forget it, I won't care about any trivial matters with you. "Everyone shouted:" Lord Kong is really a lot of adults. The Prime Minister can fit a boat in his stomach! " Kong Yiji looked at all the people with low heads beside him, laughing with pride. Laughter alarmed a group of nightingales, who flew away with a strange sound. Kong Yiji was frightened, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the autumn rain was falling and the dusk was thick, and his leg was heartbroken. Kong Yiji smiled sadly: "Life is like a dream. I had a dream of imperial examination for more than 50 years ... haha laughter ... ha ... "Then I used all my strength and dragged my legs forward.

Autumn wind with autumn rain, severely hit Kong Yiji. "Line on zai? Sprint also. " He urged himself to climb forward. Cold and hungry, Kong Yiji couldn't climb any more. His frozen hands can no longer support his muddy body. Kong Yiji stopped at the edge of a deep valley. In the night, a thin figure fell like a stake. ...