Without waiting for Feng Yun to guess Sergeant Li's situation, just listen——
"I ordered Banjian to ward off evil spirits!"
Banjian, the sword worn when meeting the emperor and entering the court, has a sharp point and a ring on the handle. It was originally made of wood and was a royal weapon in Zhou rites.
According to the Zhou system, when a man of the gentry reaches the age of 20, he must wear a crown, wear a sword, and wear a jade in order to practice the etiquette of a gentleman and have the right to perform sacrifices.
Of course, in order to take charge of state affairs as soon as possible, the princes of the emperor often salute early.
Therefore, Uncle Zong naturally also has a Ban Sword, but at this time, his Ban Sword is an enemy-killing weapon condensed with literary energy.
"Zhou Li"!
Feng Yun vaguely saw some seal characters behind Zong Bo. Following his movements, various words describing Zhou rites appeared in mid-air, but upon closer inspection, they were all blurry.
When he looked again, he saw that the words were just a shadow of a sword, flying towards him and cutting off Sergeant Lao Li's head in an instant.
"Gulu..."
The head rolled towards Feng Yun's position, and everyone around him fled in shock.
Feng Yun looked at the human head with wide eyes and a face covered with scales, holding his breath secretly, his eyes glazed over.
Sergeant Lao Li...die!
This is the power of literature.
Zongbo was the official of rites. In this dynasty, the most important rites were definitely the Zhou Rites. The Zhou Rites were written by the Duke of Zhou. However, everyone knew that the original version of the Zhou Rites and the annotations by the Duke of Zhou were in the Great Zhou Kingdom, and the rest of the feudal lords What you get in your hands is only the appearance of "Zhou Rites".
"The Rites of Zhou" is a book of political etiquette, binding vassal states, and formulating the national system. It is also called "Officials of Zhou". Those who are not knowledgeable can only understand its appearance.
In addition to "Zhou Rites", there is also "Rites", which was also written by Zhou Gong. It is about behavioral etiquette, including people's daily life, diet, weddings and funerals, behavioral norms, and etiquette in all aspects.
After several generations, various countries have modified it, and each has its own differences.
But "Zhou Rites", which seems to be just a book for political officials, conceals the power of killing.
Be polite, don't act rashly, otherwise there will be thunder and death.
"Huh, put it away."
Uncle Zong put away his momentum, his literary spirit disappeared, and he looked like an ordinary old man.
The guards hurriedly disposed of the corpse...
Looking at Feng Yun, Uncle Zong glanced around again and said: "There is no one guarding the inner room. Is there anyone among you who is willing to go?"
Inner room!
Feng Yun had cataloged all the books in the outer room. Most of them were useless records and there were no major classics. The back room must have been the place where the treasures of classics were stored in the Great Court.
No one answered.
The death of Sergeant Li had not been found out just now, how could the others dare to investigate.
Uncle Zong looked at Feng Yun.
Feng Yun understood that it was him.
He simply stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "I'm willing to go, kid."
"Yes." Uncle Zong nodded with satisfaction.
He also said: "Then I will make you a master of etiquette... You can check the unlocked documents in the inner room. If you catalog the unlocked articles in the inner room, I will make you a chief scholar of etiquette. Those who are in charge of the important documents need to go up." Only scholars can do this, this is the rule of Zhou Rites."
When the others heard this, they were shocked. They had forgotten this matter in their life and death.
And Feng Yun, who had just been promoted to corporal, turned out to be a sergeant again, and was about to become a sergeant.
A sergeant must have land and become a noble family!
The scholars were jealous and annoyed, but no one dared to object.
Those of them who are narrow-minded only want to be allowed to enter the back room, and they will not be paid, and their bones will not be left!
Feng Yun na na, but can only thank you.
But taking out the Corporal Rabbit Talisman that was not yet warm in his hand, Feng Yun really hesitated.
Uncle Zong said: "There is not much going on in the Palace of Classics. You can use the Corporal Talisman for the time being. When you become a Sergeant, you can record another one."
When Uncle Zong opened his mouth, Feng Yun naturally had no objection.
And Uncle Zong said to a guard beside him: "Take a sergeant's salary and take it back with Feng...Yun."
Feng Yun didn't know what to say, because it felt like selling his life for money.
Seeing this, Uncle Zong was delighted.
"Don't worry, just keep the unlocked books in the inner room and don't look at the locked things. You'll be fine."
"There are many classics in the country, but the sergeant here is reading evil, and he has just harmed someone... Oh, I will draw up two more pensions and send them to..."
Uncle Zong explained the matter, but today he had no intention of writing the biography of Uncle Lie.
"I'm going to study in the inner room. Just close the door for today."
"Let's leave now."
Waving his hand, Uncle Zong walked to the inner room alone.
And Feng Yun slowly left under the red eyes of everyone.
Of course, when leaving, the guy who had previously given Feng Yunyue his salary pushed a small cart and followed closely behind.
Previously, Feng Yun's monthly salary was half a corporal's salary, which was roughly a hundred shell coins. A corporal's monthly salary was two hundred shell coins, while a sergeant's monthly salary was worth eight hundred shell coins, four times that of a corporal's.
There were one bolt of silk, four bolts of fine cloth, six bolts of coarse cloth, eighty liters of corn, and one hundred and sixty shell coins in cash.
One piece of silk is worth two hundred and fifty shellfish coins.
Silk is an object used for writing silk books, and a young man cannot afford it.
"Young gentleman... no, you should be a gentleman of etiquette. In less than a month, you will become a big shot." The guard's face was dark red. Different from before, his tone now was respectful.
He was just a guard, not even a corporal, but he didn't dare to say nonsense in front of Feng Yun.
"Good fortune is relieved." Feng Yun was in a very good mood. It was a great blessing for him to become a corporal today, but he did not expect that things in the world are impermanent.
"Sergeant..." Feng Yun expected, but he paid a lot of attention to tomorrow's events.
Was the death of Sergeant Lao Li really caused by reading the sealed evil book?
"How long have you stayed in the Palace of Classics?" Feng Yun asked the guard next to him first.
The guard hurriedly said: "Four years."
"Four years...do you know about the deceased Sergeant Li?"
"He..." The guards didn't think much about it. Although they were told to keep silent at this time, Feng Yun was the one who witnessed it, so it didn't matter.
He looked around and saw someone looking at them curiously on the street, and he immediately stared at them.
This guard is tall and powerful, but his appearance is bluffing.
When the man was frightened, the rest of the people on the street didn't dare to drive any further, let alone get close.
Then he whispered: "You don't know, that Sergeant Li is actually a strange person."
Stranger?
"Weird, why are you living passively as your ambitions go unfulfilled?" Feng Yun couldn't imagine, because he was also a foreigner. Although he had great ambitions, he didn't want to be like a ceremonial sergeant.
Then wait for the guard to explain.
The guard said: "It's a foreigner, but the talents of foreigners are also divided into three, six or nine levels, and their strength is also divided into acquired and third-rate... Of course, there are also innates, but the innates of our Great Court Kingdom are only the three great officials."
Not daring to say more about the doctor, the guard hurriedly said: "Senior Li, I heard that he was carefully trained by the court for a period of time, and he read the classics at will in the Palace of Classics, but he has extremely poor talent and is not diligent. , in the end, when you grow old, you will only be a third-rate person, and you will be trapped in this palace of classics for most of your life."
"Senior Sergeant Li may be arrogant, so he learned that evil technique."
The guard sighed, thinking that if he were a stranger, he would definitely not be like Sergeant Lao Li.
arrive.
The guard put down the car and looked around. He thought that Feng Yun's background was so miserable. He also felt that Feng Yun had great talent, otherwise he would not have become a nobleman from a commoner.
You must know that his lifelong wish is to become a samurai corporal and change his destiny.
