Feng Yun didn't just eat the evening snack, he also didn't eat the lunch meal. He was probably still guarding Na Cun now.
Sure enough, when Feng Yun returned to the inner room, Wu Zhengshi gave him the meal sent by his sister-in-law at noon.
"Zhengshi Yun, you were obsessed with reading at noon, so I didn't call you. It was only in the afternoon when your concubine came that I made a sound."
He gave the meal to Feng Yun and Feng Yun thanked him.
This warrior was a cold man and continued to patrol with his guards without saying anything.
Feng Yun found a low table, lit lamp oil, and continued to read the last volume. Then he came to the door railing outside and inside, set up a low table, and slowly ate the meal brought by his sister-in-law.
"Uncle Zong is not here today, and no one went into the inner room to get the book, so I was allowed to finish reading these ten bamboo slips."
Ten bamboo slips are just over 6,000 words.
But what is annotated is only four-sixty-fourths of the "Book of Changes", which are the last four hexagrams of the sixty-four hexagrams of the Zhouyi.
Zhongfu hexagram, Xiaoguo hexagram, Jiji hexagram, and Weiji hexagram.
However, the person who wrote this annotation was quite thoughtful and briefly wrote about the Yin and Yang Yao and Bagua theory, so as not to confuse the first reader.
And look at Feng Yun’s panel——
——Career panel
Name: Feng Yun
Talent: Cultivating Tao - "Zhouyi - Four Hexagrams"
Alien rank: Not in the mainstream
Main occupation: Literary-Shou Zangshi
Position: Li Zhengshi
Sub-occupation: Master
Career attributes:
Literary spirit: 40+5
Fame: 20+3
Management: 45+5
Politics: 36+2
Occupational magic: Seal script 10, Yin and Yang Yao 1
Secondary skills: none
——
Wenqi increased by 5 points because he read the annotations of the four hexagrams of the Book of Changes and gained an understanding of the changes in yin and yang, the evolution of the four images, the order of the eight trigrams, and the divination of the sixty-four hexagrams.
Other attributes also increased during this period.
And the Yin and Yang Yao——
"Yin and Yang become four images, and the four images evolve into the Bagua. The Bagua sequence consists of sixty-four hexagrams, one hexagram and one divination, which accommodates all things in the world."
"The Yin and Yang Yao is the most basic concept in the Book of Changes. The actual is Yang, the empty is Yin, the three Yao are one hexagram, and the three three are each other's hexagram."
Just like the "No" hexagram, the lower kun is the upper qian.
There are three yin lines below, forming the Kun hexagram, and three yang lines above, forming the Qian hexagram, which together form six lines, which is the "No hexagram image".
Of course, Feng Yun has only mastered the Yin and Yang Yao initially, and cannot yet form a hexagram.
Even though this incomplete "Book of Changes" only contains the last four hexagrams, Feng Yun still has no idea how to study it deeply and obtain the Taoist charm hidden in the text.
"I can only rely on cultivating the Tao. My current accumulation of classics is too small. If I rely on myself to read it, I won't be able to see why."
After figuring out the current situation, Feng Yun looked at Wu Zhengshi and a group of guards patrolling the door, and then stood up.
Wu Zhengshi, who is Zong Bo's bodyguard, naturally has some abilities, and maybe he is also a strange person. With him, Feng Yun does not have to be alone and helpless.
Uncle Zong kept him in the inner chamber just to train him, but not to really guard against evil spirits.
but.
"Uncle Zong has great kindness to me, but my path is different from his."
In this era, master and disciple are one.
It's not just a simple bond that can bind them, but an actual relationship that leads them to walk together.
Feng Yun accepted disciples to give lectures, but he only taught words, not ideas to guide the future.
But Uncle Zong is actually leading the way. Although they don't have the name of master and disciple, they have gradually become the master and disciple.
But Zongbo's learning was truly a courtesy of the scholar-bureaucrat class, but Feng Yun could never forget the common people. The concepts from this world were his personality. If he abandoned them, he would not be who he was.
"Let's take a look again. The identity of this stranger will not be revealed for the time being."
According to the "Book of Changes", Feng Yun does not need to use his identity as a foreigner to obtain some benefits that will temporarily cause trouble.
He walked into the inner room and picked up the "Ritual".
He has a way of teaching "Book of Changes", and the knowledge was given to him in pieces, but he has to learn "Rites" by himself. He is not ready to teach "Rites" yet, but now he is touching the inside and answering Zong Bo.
"I'm afraid the content of Da Ting's "Etiquette" has been revised many times." Looking at the words on the bamboo slips, Feng Yun frowned more and more.
Courtesy is given in the big court, but sacrifice is also given.
Sacrifices were made to the ancestors of Da Ting, but slaves were killed during the sacrifice, so that after the slaves died, they could carry the contemporary national history and hand it over to their ancestors.
"Murder sacrifice..."
In the hierarchy of the court, slaves have no status at all, and the best ones are selected for sacrifice... just like livestock.
Feng Yun closed the bamboo slip.
"I remember that this year's national memorial ceremony in Da Ting is not far away."
The National Sacrifice is also the day when the Da Ting clan worships their ancestors, and the sacrifices used are the oldest.
"call."
"Sacrifice matters... As a sergeant at the time, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to escape."
Feng Yun is still unable to change, and he doesn't know how to change. At the same time, after entering the ritual system, he must agree with everything stipulated by the ritual system, and he must participate in sacrifices.
"Boom!" There was a knock on the door.
"Yun Zhengshi, this is your bedding for the night." It turned out to be Wu Zhengshi.
"Thank you Wu Zhengshi." Feng Yun took the quilt from Wu Zhengshi's hand.
But Wu Zhengshi did not leave.
Then he saw Wu Zhengshi handing over a bronze sword.
This is the second time Feng Yun has seen a sword. The last time was Zong Bo's ban sword.
But the air waves were too strong at the time and Feng Yun could not see clearly.
At this time, when I saw the sword handed over by Wu Zhengshi, I saw it clearly.
The short swords of the Western Zhou Dynasty were only about thirty centimeters long according to modern size, and they were small and close to the body.
But this is the bronze sword of the Western Zhou Dynasty.
"The name of this sword is Green Beak. The hilt is made of jade. It is shaped like a jackdaw. It is an auspicious weapon and is suitable for a gentleman like the Li Zhengshi."
Feng Yun thought it was Uncle Zong who gave him something for self-defense, but seeing Wu Zhengshi's expression of reluctance, he hesitated and didn't take it.
Seeing this, Wu Zhengshi felt nervous even though he looked stern.
He gritted his teeth and said with a bit of flattery in his tone: "This is what I got in the battle. It is worth at least a thousand shells. Now I want to ask you to help me."
With that said, he pushed the sword into Feng Yun's arms.
Feng Yun stopped him and asked quietly: "What's the matter? Wu Zhengshi, just tell me, if I can help, I will definitely help."
"..." Wu Zhengshi was silent for a moment, with anxiety on his face.
"I am originally a knight in the mortal world, with mediocre talents. Only by joining an official career and with the help of national luck can I be able to reverse the fate I have acquired and become an extraordinary person."
"But without military skills, it is difficult to be a general. I don't want to be a warrior. I want to join the army and take command as a general."
"So, I hope Master Yun can let me read the military book in the future..."
"You want to read the military books in the inner room?" Feng Yun was alert. Without permission, he couldn't make the final decision on the books in the inner room.
Unexpectedly, in the Western Zhou Dynasty, there was a theory of bribery.
It's a pity that although the sword is good, Feng Yun is afraid that he will not be blessed and will suffer from it.
"Wu Zhengshi had better put away his sword. Why not follow Uncle Zong with peace of mind? This is the best way out."
Hearing what Feng Yun said, Wu Zhengshi looked sad.
"Zhengshi Yun, you don't know that Uncle Zong will not reuse those who fail the test."
He looked deeply into the inner room, holding the sword in his hand tightly.
Seeing this, Feng Yun reminded him: "Wu Zhengshi, the art of war, is used to serve the country, rather than using force to violate the prohibition like a chivalrous man."
Wu Zhengshi was in a daze, but he squeezed the sword tighter.
Feng Yun said again: "I have obtained the art of war, but there are no soldiers. What is the use of it?"
"Whoever steals books will dare to use them."
Wu Zhengshi couldn't open his mouth anymore and didn't dare to look at the inner room.
"I really envy you. You have caught Uncle Zong's eyes as a scribe and can still enter the inner chamber."
The steps in this inner room blocked the two of them.
Wu Zhengshi put away his sword and was about to leave.
But he paused, turned around and said to Feng Yun: "Uncle Zong regards the clan as his destiny, and you and I are all raised by him to protect the majesty of the clan... Becoming a stranger is your first test."
"...I hope you won't be like me and become a stranger under Uncle Zong, but your talent is mediocre."
Strangers have talents, but it seems that Wu Zhengshi's talents are not outstanding.
Feng Yun looked at Wu Zhengshi leaving under the moonlight, shook his head slightly and said: "Becoming a different person is one hurdle, getting talent is another hurdle, and the road after that is another hurdle, and the hurdles are constant. This is cultivation, and it is also a hurdle. Life."
Fortunately, Feng Yun's alien talent is extremely high.
With the art of cultivating the Tao, he had the confidence to rise in this era of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
