After learning calligraphy with the schoolchildren, it is getting late.
Today my sister-in-law mixed corn with wheat and made corn pancakes.
Perhaps Feng Yun became a good man today and got a lot of food. The sister-in-law was rich and wanted to bring some happiness, so each child gave a piece of corn cake.
"Go home."
After the children left, Feng Yun and his sister-in-law went into the hall to eat.
She was silent while eating, but during the meal her sister-in-law said, "I heard that nobles used a cauldron to eat, but is it true?"
As if she felt that she was being rude, the sister-in-law quickly shut up.
The wind favors people who don't stick to one standard.
Sui Dao: "The emperor has nine tripods, the princes have seven, the officials have five, and the scholars have three."
"I can eat three tripods and two guis."
Ding is also a pot or dish, and Gui is a vessel used to hold rice.
"After that, my brother-in-law still needs to make the cauldron and eat it. You are a scholar after all... Hei Quan and I should also live separately to comply with etiquette."
My sister-in-law said seriously: "When you become a scholar, you should act according to the etiquette. Although I don't understand it, I never want to make mistakes in these things, causing you to be criticized and affecting your career."
With that said, the sister-in-law picked up the food and took the black dog out of the hall.
"Sister-in-law!"
The sister-in-law bowed to Feng Yun, shook her head and said, "A gentleman behaves like a gentleman. He is different from me. My brother-in-law respects me, but I also care about him and hope that he can become a gentleman."
After that, without caring about anything else, he took the black dog to the kitchen with the food.
Feng Yun choked after eating this meal.
"Alas..." I could only sigh in the end.
Even if the common people do not understand the word "ritual", they all respect it. Whoever orders the country to be governed by etiquette will be bound by it.
"That's all, I don't care about etiquette, I just want to make up for it."
After Feng Yun finished eating, his sister-in-law, who used to ask him to clean up together, saw the time and drove Feng Yun back to his house.
"A gentleman has his own things to do, and these little things are what I do."
Feng Yun frowned slightly.
But it can't change what my sister-in-law believes.
"If it were in modern times, I should wash the dishes, but this is Dazhou."
Feng Yun has no idea of confronting the entire world, nor does he have such thoughts.
According to his observation, although this place is different from the Great Zhou in the previous life records due to the emergence of strange people and magic, it is still very different, and many things can be vaguely seen.
This should be the Western Zhou Dynasty. The Western Zhou Dynasty is the world of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The princes are dormant, and the emperor of Zhou is in the hearts of all the people.
Feng Yun did not like history in his previous life. He also knew about the Great Zhou Dynasty that the key points of the Western Zhou Dynasty and the Eastern Zhou Dynasty were the time period when the beacon fire drama played on the princes, and the rest was unknown.
In contrast, the Eastern Zhou Dynasty after the Western Zhou Dynasty, that is, the pre-Qin period of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, is somewhat known.
But he was not sure, because although there were King Wu, King Wen, and Grand Duke Zhou in this world, the history of the Shang Dynasty was very vague, like a taboo.
I just know that since the fall of the Shang Dynasty, strange people have appeared frequently...
The appearance of strangers will definitely change the direction of history, which makes him uncertain whether the first emperor of the human race will appear hundreds of years later, and whether the heroes of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods will shine in the sky.
If it did not appear, if the Zhou Dynasty existed forever...
“Is the word etiquette good or bad?”
Feng Yun doesn't understand and can't see the future clearly, but he knows that he has stepped into the system of etiquette and become a righteous man. Only by respecting etiquette can he last long.
After gathering his thoughts, Feng Yun's eyes were firm.
But he glanced at the position on the panel bar - Li Zhengshi.
He could feel more national fortunes, which were like cicada's clothes, covering his body to protect his safety.
The reputation column also changed to 20 points.
"Go to the inner room tomorrow, find a good book, and bind it to the Tao, so that you can quickly achieve the third-rate position."
Seal script, the most basic book, has greatly improved Feng Yun's literary style. It can be seen that reading and practicing it is a way to increase his literary style.
But unfortunately, 40 points of literary spirit is still not the first bottleneck of literary talent. He feels that there is still room for improvement in his literary spirit.
…
On the second day, Feng Yun, dressed in a curved robe, stepped into the Palace of Classics with his rabbit talisman.
The scenery is very different now.
"Yu Zhengshian."
Yun is the name, Feng Yun has no word, so it is acceptable to call him Yun.
Feng Yun nodded, without any expression of concern.
Wait until Feng Yun goes far.
"Look. At the age of sixteen, he became a righteous soldier and was valued by Uncle Zong. He is not far away from being promoted to a higher position."
"Don't be envious. Let's take a look at his situation today. Is there anything terrifying in this inner room?"
After that, the man pointed to the person who came to the side at the same time as Feng Yun and said: "Go, take this pile of books back to the outer room, and put them away according to the catalog made by Yun Zhengshi, so as not to disrupt the order."
The catalog written by Feng Yun has been approved by Uncle Zong, and now it has spread in the two palaces of etiquette and education, and many people have imitated it.
…
The inner room of the Palace of Classics is located behind the outer chamber. It is a separate palace wall. There are guards guarding the palace wall. No one can enter. Most of the protection of the Palace of Classics lies here.
When they saw Feng Yun arriving, the guards immediately retracted their whispers.
Who would have thought that Feng Yun would come early today.
But these guards also lack order.
Of course, although Feng Yun has the right to punish these people, the matter is small at this time, and Feng Yun is also very humane in addition to etiquette.
If a person is restricted by rituals and has no self at all, then he is no different from a puppet on a string.
After passing the guards and stepping into the wall, the guards breathed a sigh of relief.
"This nobleman is quite easy to talk to."
"do not talk……"
"Bang!" Feng Yun opened the inner room with the key and entered the door.
The inner room was in chaos.
"In yesterday's fight, the guards were illiterate and didn't know how to arrange themselves..."
Feng Yun frowned, it seemed that the inner room needed to be tidied up, but the inner room was forbidden to enter without Zongbo's order.
Yesterday, the guards were also illiterate and were allowed in.
The rest of the history of Shouzang is absolutely forbidden to enter.
Even if you are ordered to look for books, there are still etiquette sergeants in the room looking for them.
Of course, it was Yun Zhengshi who came looking for him now.
"It's going to take a while." Feng Yun lowered his body and picked up a roll of bamboo slips at his feet.
"Etiquette..."
It turned out to be "Rituals", which is another book of rites besides Zhou Rites, focusing on behavioral norms.
"If "Ritual" is taken as the core, after a scholar becomes a doctor, he can read "Zhou Rites". Although the doctor can only read part of it, he can achieve the innate way just like Zongbo."
Etiquette, this is definitely the most respected culture in the Western Zhou Dynasty.
Most of those who practice this path have a great future.
This is also Feng Yun’s first choice.
"Find the book of etiquette first."
The full text of "Yi Li" is 57,000 words, with a total of 17 chapters. According to the format of the sutra, each piece of bamboo needs to be written with 25 words, and every 25 pieces of bamboo is one volume, and a total of 92 bamboo slips can be written. .
The "Six Books" contains only twelve bamboo slips, and this is evident from the comparison.
Thinking like this, Feng Yun kept looking at the scattered bamboo slips in the messy inner room, classifying them separately, and gathering them together.
"Fortunately, the inner room contains mostly classic books, not biographies." It took ten days just to make the catalog of the hundreds of years of records and biographies in the outer room. If the inner room was also ordinary, then he would have to organize it. I don’t know how long.
Of course, there are also unknown biographies here, but these things are locked in the inner room and Feng Yun cannot see them.
Lock?
"Boom!"
There was a crisp sound, like the sound of bronze falling to the ground.
And Feng Yun raised his head, and at the end of the spacious inner room, under the huge Fuxi holding the river map and Luo calligraphy, the lock on a secret door fell to the ground...
