"Sergeant Yun, Uncle Zong is here."
In the early morning, Feng Yun leaned against the railing outside the courtyard, not knowing when he fell asleep.
At this time, someone shook Feng Yun and woke him up softly.
Feng Yun opened his eyes, but he looked familiar to a young man in his twenties.
There was a familiar young man next to him. He was holding a box in his hand and looking at him complicatedly. But when Feng Yun looked over, the young man immediately smiled and bowed respectfully.
Uncle Zong was standing at this time, looking at him dissatisfied.
"Zong Bo'an." Feng Yun stood up, knowing that he was sleeping in the courtyard and it would be rude to be seen.
Uncle Zong waved his hand.
"But you feel uncomfortable?"
If you are unhappy, do you have to sleep in the hospital?
Not really, it's just that Uncle Zong gave Feng Yun a step down.
Feng Yun also knew it, but he didn't need it.
"Uncle Zong, when I watched "Ritual" last night, I felt something in my heart and learned a strange skill."
"I am young and not stable enough. After using it for a long time, I ended up sleeping in the courtyard."
"Oh?" When Uncle Zong heard this, his dissatisfaction disappeared, and he nodded and said: "Let me see what kind of understanding you have of "Rituals". When the magic comes out, hurry, hurry, hurry!"
The two young men beside Uncle Zong looked at Feng Yun enviously.
At a young age, he has become a strange person. At this time, he has learned the strange skills from "Rituals", which can be said to be a genius.
In this way, the two looked at each other and nodded slightly, not knowing what message they were conveying.
But here, Feng Yun pointed his fingers together as a sword, condensed his literary energy, and exuded a power like a ban sword.
As soon as Wen Jianqi came out, Uncle Zong's eyes flickered.
"Okay, okay!"
"Is this a ceremonial sword?"
Uncle Zong stepped forward to take a look and said with a smile: "You will know the etiquette in one night, yes, yes, yes, how can this displease me?"
"But you also have to thank Dr. Da Zai. His "Thirty-Six Hexagrams of Da Ting" are also full of the true meaning of etiquette!"
Uncle Zong's smile didn't look fake, and he also had a feeling of admiration for the book of great slaughter.
Also, if a person who respects etiquette by nature reads that book, he will only think that it is a good book, a wonderful book, a good book that can guide the lost people.
But just now, Feng Yun didn't say that he understood the ritual sword from "Thirty-six Hexagrams of Da Ting". After all, Feng Yun couldn't deceive himself.
"I will thank you..."
Uncle Zong interrupted: "Master Dazai has been sent as envoy to Yue."
With that said, Uncle Zong walked indoors.
Feng Yun followed.
The two people who followed Zong Bo also hurriedly kept up.
Arriving at the inner room, Uncle Zong sat down.
In such joy, he didn't even notice the "Thirty-Six Hexagrams of Da Ting" casually thrown in the corner.
He sat at the head of the low table and said, "Originally, I was planning to wait for you to learn etiquette before making arrangements for you, but...that's enough now."
"Hahaha, please go out of the palace, rest for a while, and become your wife."
Uncle Zong said, regardless of Feng Yun's surprise, he motioned to the two young men he had brought.
The young man hurriedly handed over the box in his hand.
Another young man bowed and opened the box.
It is a piece of jade, smooth and colorful, bound by a rope.
"They are the people you saved in the inner room." Uncle Zong explained and stopped talking.
The two men then said, "Sir, please save me and my younger brother. Today, I will accompany Uncle Zong and bring you jade as a gift."
"Thank you, Sergeant Yun, for the rescue."
Feng Yun thought for a moment, but couldn't figure out why.
But as Uncle Zong looked at the gift of thanks, it seemed that he had to accept it.
"What happened yesterday is also my duty to guard the history of Tibet. The two young masters are polite, so I will accept it. The courtesy of the two young masters will not be wasted."
Feng Yun accepted it calmly without any hesitation. In this way, Uncle Zong nodded with satisfaction.
"Now that you have accepted the gift, pack your things and go home..."
"Oh, I remember that your homestead has been approved, but no one has built it yet. Let's stop it for now. When the Chief Minister returns to the court, you should be in the position of Little Situ. Then we can build it again."
Feng Yun heard the sound and just replied: "No."
"Well, go ahead."
Feng Yun had nothing to deal with. Since it was Uncle Zong's arrangement, he could just go back.
It's just the military manual...he hasn't copied it yet.
"Uncle Zong, the book of war..."
"In the box over there, there is a copy of "Six Tao" written in silk script. You can take it back and have a look." Uncle Zong smiled and shook his head and said, "You, if you can dispel this sense of righteousness, it will be perfect!"
Perfect?
There are no perfect people in this world.
Zongbo is very different from Dazai.
Zong Bo strives to make Feng Yun into a perfect person in his eyes, but Da Zai is made into a person who is as compromised as him.
Feng Yun, who had already understood the true meaning of the ritual, didn't care about anything else at this time.
Feng Yun came to the box Zongbo mentioned and opened it.
A thin silk book.
"This is the "Dragon Tao" in the "Six Tao", and it is one of the foundations of my great court."
"Earlier, Dr. Sima also studied the Book of Changes, but the Book of Changes was too mysterious, so he immediately changed to the Book of Changes and became a soldier. After learning the "Dragon Tao", he achieved his current status."
"In terms of contribution to the country, I am not as good as Dazai, Doctor Sima."
Uncle Zong was in a good mood, and he promised Feng Xuanyuan: "When you read the military book and feel that we can be a couple, come and find me, and I will take you to Dr. Sima to see if he is willing to teach you."
"Thank you Uncle Zong for your love."
"Yeah." Uncle Zong valued Feng Yun's etiquette of following the rules and learning from others, and he truly became Feng Yun's guide.
He wanted to open his mouth to accept disciples, but suddenly stopped when he thought of Feng Yun's words about etiquette.
"That's all, go back, boy Yun."
"promise."
Feng Yun left with the book of war.
Uncle Zong sighed slightly.
It was the first time that the two young men saw Uncle Zong treating others like this, and at the same time they also saw Uncle Zong's desire to accept disciples.
"Uncle Zong, why don't you..."
"Yeah." Uncle Zong shook his head.
"I can't teach him. I have to go and have a good talk with Sima about this art of war."
The two young men looked at each other, puzzled.
"Uncle Zong, aren't you planning to let Sergeant Yun become Situ? Situ is in charge of education and does not care about military matters."
Uncle Zong glanced at the two of them.
"Situ, Zongbo, Dazai...these are all official positions. They are different people. Official positions are a place to display your talents and learning, not a place to die!"
"stupid!"
"Go, go, go and do your thing."
"…promise."
Who among the descendants of the clan has not been scolded by Uncle Zong? When they were young, they were most afraid of Uncle Zong. When Uncle Zong was giving lectures, they would hide far behind.
Today, if it were not for Feng Yun, they would not have followed Uncle Zong.
…
"Master Yun, you are back. You didn't give lectures yesterday, and my big hair was memorizing words..."
"Master Yun, these are vegetables that grow in the ground. Those of you who go back..."
Along the way, Feng Yun was treated politely by many children's parents.
Of course, some of them were parents asking if they would still accept disciples.
"Uncle Zong allowed me to take a break from work for a while and let Yu study at home. If you are interested, please send your children to study tomorrow."
Since he stayed at home, Feng Yun followed Uncle Zong's wishes and taught some students. After all, if he became a Situ in the future, it would be a matter of teaching.
Can be enlightened... According to the rules of the court, enlightenment should be to teach the children of the nobles. Common people do not enjoy education. He is more responsible for managing the household registration of the common people and assisting other palaces in conscription, punishment, taxation... things for the common people.
"What does Uncle Zong mean?"
