The sister-in-law looked hesitant, but after touching the hair of the black dog in front of her, she lowered her head and whispered softly: "My brother-in-law knows how to read, can you teach him one or two things about the black dog?"
At this time, knowledge was a treasure and the property of the gentry class.
If you want to learn calligraphy, you must become a disciple. Regardless of whether you have a teacher or not, even if you do, you must first practice it with rituals.
"If you are busy buying a property, you should be put first and don't take it too seriously." My sister-in-law added hastily, for fear that Feng Yun would be in trouble.
Feng Yun thought about it, and the guard had something to say to him before.
"Sister-in-law, as a guardian of Tibetan history, I have five days off and one day off. If it is a solar term, I will take one day off. I will get off work at Mao hour on every single day. I will get off work at noon hour on every even day. I will get off work at Xu time on even days. If Black Dog has any intention To learn Chinese characters... I teach him for one hour on odd days, one hour on even days, and two hours on weekends."
Mao hour is from 5 to 7 o'clock in the morning, Shen hour is from 3 to 5 pm, and Chen hour is after Mao hour, from 7 to 9 o'clock in the morning, which is a refreshing and bright time.
The You hour is from 5 pm to 7 pm, when it is still dark.
"Okay, sister-in-law thanks my brother-in-law."
"Hurry up and call me Master!" My sister-in-law slapped the black dog, and the black dog stared at Gulu with big eyes, and hurriedly said: "Master."
Master's rituals are bound to repair, and my sister-in-law also knows this.
"Brother-in-law, my sister-in-law knows that worshiping a master is a ritual ceremony. Tomorrow is an odd day, so I will prepare it before you get off work."
Shu Xiu, that is, salted pork, dried meat... Ten items are required as a gift to the master before he can enter the school.
This is a Zhou ritual. Of course, although the meat is light, the most important thing is sincerity. It is also a kind of recognition from the master to his disciples.
Therefore, Feng Yun did not refuse.
"Sister-in-law, I'm going back to the house first."
"Brother-in-law, please wait a moment. I will measure your brother-in-law's dimensions first so that I can make ready-made clothes."
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Early the next morning, Feng Yun didn't wait for the rooster to crow, got up and washed up, and went out at dawn.
He was still wearing the same straight clothes as yesterday. Today he came to the Palace of Classics again, but it was to purchase a property, not to take an exam, so his body was quite acceptable.
When we arrived at the Palace of Classics, it happened to be the time of Maozheng, which was six o'clock.
Pushing the door open, there were already a few people working in the palace.
Seeing Feng Yun, someone came forward and said, "You are the Shou Zang Shi who is in charge of the outer room... Go and open the door quickly. Doctor Zongbo will arrive soon and he will be punished if he sees that you have not opened the door."
It was also Feng Yun's negligence. Although he was also a guardian of Tibetan history, he had a key in his hand. Logically speaking, he should have come a few moments earlier today to facilitate the other guardians of Tibetan history.
Hearing this, Feng Yun hurriedly saluted and said: "I have delayed you gentlemen, I hope Haihan..."
The man's complexion improved when he saw that Feng Yun was polite and polite and looked like jade.
"It doesn't matter, come at Mao hour, release at Shen hour, arrive at noon hour, release at Xu hour, there are eight quarters in an hour, and it is not fixed when it comes and when it is released, as long as it does not exceed it."
After saying this, he let Feng Yun leave.
Feng Yun went to the outer room and opened the door with the key, while the Shou Zangshi of the main hall behind him also filed in, each looking for the slips.
The person who just spoke to Feng Yun kindly stepped forward and explained: "The books in the outer room are messy, but those of us who have been here for a long time have also gained an understanding. We roughly know where the books here are. Although it is troublesome to find them, there is no need. You, the newcomer, will give you guidance...but those who come with you later will have to worry a lot. Of course, they can only do chores at most and help us move the bamboo slips."
Just as he was talking, as soon as the man with the status of corporal found the book he wanted, he immediately said to the main hall: "You guys, come and move these bamboo slips to the main hall. Doctor Zongbo will need to check them later."
The person who was hired yesterday hurriedly stepped forward.
But I saw the corporal shouting: "How unbecoming is it to be in a panic? This is the palace of classics, where the classics are stored. You need to handle them with care and don't damage the books!"
"Promise!" Those people were frightened and hurriedly bowed their heads in promise.
After that, he carefully followed the corporal to the main hall, holding two or three bamboo slips in each hand.
Feng Yun saw several corporals covering their mouths and laughing lightly, but they also followed the example and directed those people to move the bamboo slips.
In response, the corporal standing next to Feng Yun whispered: "The behavior of a villain."
Seeing Feng Yun's surprise, he sighed in fear and said: "The children of the Feng family who bought property here before also drove us children with other surnames in the same way. Now that the children of the Feng family have been transferred away, naturally some people want to be arrogant and domineering. "
After saying this, the man remembered that Feng Yun also had the surname Feng.
He immediately said: "Be careful and don't provoke them. Uncle Zong valued you yesterday. As long as you are careful and don't get caught making mistakes, it will be fine."
After that, when he heard the soldiers outside saluting Uncle Zong, the man also went to look for the classics.
Feng Yun walked to the front row, where there were many blank bamboo slips. He picked up a roll, walked to the first shelf with words, opened the bamboo slips, and recorded them.
When Uncle Zong arrived at the palace, he sat in the main hall and began to write. He never came to the outer room at the back. If he needed anything, he only had to say a word, and the history of keeping the treasure below would look for it.
These guardians have been here all year round, and they can enter the outer rooms, so they are familiar with them.
Feng Yun only recorded the location where the classics were stored, but he was never disturbed by anyone.
But at this time... Feng Yun felt a strange energy brewing in his heart.
It's literary!
Look at the panel again——
Name: Feng Yun
Talent: Taoism - "Six Books and One Volume"
Alien rank: Not in the mainstream
Main occupation: Literary-Shou Zangshi
Sub-occupation: common people
Career attributes:
Literary spirit: 20+1
Management: 42
Politics: 32
Occupational Magic: Seal Script 1
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The panel has changed, and there is an additional alien rank. This should be the division of strength among aliens.
But now Feng Yun can only be said to be an unconventional stranger.
The literary spirit increased a little after the seal script was completed and became first-class. Feng Yun just felt that the change in literary spirit was due to this increase.
Literary energy is the power of the scribe, who can drive it and realize various strange arts.
But the magic of driving...
float!
Feng Yun outlined a word with literary style, trying to float the bamboo slip in front of him in the air.
"Buzz..." The bamboo slips trembled slightly, but that was all.
With Feng Yun's modest literary talent, a foreigner who is not a good person himself still needs to work hard, and his foreign art of seal script is only first-rate. I'm afraid he still needs to study hard, write books, and understand more seal script.
Even if Feng Yun has mastered the first volume of "Six Books", it is still far from enough.
However, under the method of cultivating the Tao, Feng Yun mastered the seal script knowledge that others had learned for more than a month, and its effect was terrifying.
With this talent, Feng Yun chose literary education as his foundation in the Zhou Dynasty... He thought that maybe his career would be smooth sailing.
After all, this is a polite world. Under politeness, as long as you are famous, you can become a noble official and sit in a high position in the country.
And as long as you have talent, why not become famous?
Feng Yun stopped recording the location of the classics, and instead went to the bookshelf with the "Six Books", picked up the second volume, and read it carefully.
"The seal characters...why do they feel alive?" Feng Yun whispered. He found that he was getting closer to these seal characters, and the time for reading this volume was greatly reduced.
In less than an hour, the entire volume had been memorized, and the cultivation process was carried out - Talent: Planting the Path - "Six Books and Two Volumes".
And this time, it was already noon.
At noon... people in the Zhou Dynasty eat two meals a day, one is a big meal, usually eaten at dawn, and the other is a small meal, eaten at dusk.
Because Feng Yun has official business, he usually uses them before going out or having a big meal at noon.
