"You just said that you wrote a policy paper on the affairs of the Yue Kingdom. According to your words, do you have any objection to Gongzi Lie's mission?"
Feng Yun took a deep breath. He knew clearly that his career in the court could be advanced or retreated, just in these words.
He looked at Uncle Zong as if asking.
Uncle Zong just sighed and closed his eyes, not wanting to affect Feng Yun.
After a long time, Feng Yun held his hand and saluted, and made a choice: "The country of Yue is so powerful that the public should be cautious to calm it down..."
"Yes." Uncle Sub nodded.
The expressions of the others changed, but Zong Bo's expression became even more sad.
"But, you can't show off your weakness by fighting with him again and again!"
"Yeah!" Uncle Su stared at Feng Yun.
The others were stunned, but they saw that Feng Yun was neither humble nor arrogant, and spoke frankly.
"The greedy people in Yue Kingdom will never stop their greed until they eat the whole court alive."
"How brave you are, you are making such nonsense!"
Seeing Uncle Su like this, Feng Yun also fully understood Uncle Su's intention to serve as the king, and said: "Your Majesty will not allow me to say anything, so forgive me... I have little knowledge and it is difficult to serve you as an official."
"snort!"
"What an eloquent Mr. Yun!"
"Bang!" In a rage, Uncle Su stood up and violently lifted the low table, and the fruits, drinks, and shared ideas all came towards Feng Yun.
"Buzz!" Feng Yun's literary aura appeared - Weiji Gua!
Those things seemed to have been opened by a pair of big hands, not even touching the corner of Feng Yun's clothes.
When I look at Feng Yun again, the image of an acquired third-rate person shines brightly on his body.
I am afraid that I have reached the limit of the third rate and am about to enter the second rate!
Uncle Zong was stunned when he saw it.
When did Feng Yun reach the third-rate realm? He still had a solid foundation and had already begun to reach the second-rate level.
However, such a genius was ruined because of the battle in the palace.
After this incident, it was difficult for Su Bo to allow him to hold a high position again.
When Uncle Su saw him here, as Uncle Zong thought, his eyes became even colder.
Stranger!
Not for his use!
"Gulu gulu..." The scroll rolled to Gong Zilie's feet.
Su Bo glanced coldly and said: "Since Master Yun is a stranger, then I will become the master of Master Yun, worship him as the official Situ, and go on an envoy to Yue with Master Yun. I hope Master Yun can be eloquent. Persuading Yuejun to bring benefit to the court."
After saying that, Subbo stared around.
"You are gentlemen and are not afraid of death. Okay, I give an order that no scholar-officials are allowed to travel with guards. Those guards will come outside my Su Bo Palace!"
After that, he left angrily.
…
"Yun, I'm sorry for you." Uncle Zong came to Feng Yun and patted Feng Yun on the shoulder.
Feng Yun lowered his eyes and said: "When I look at the morning sun, it rises softly at first, becomes strong at noon, and fades dimly... just like me, when I am proud of my life, it turns from its peak to decline."
Zongbo sighed and said, "It's my problem. The monarch has shortcomings. The Prime Minister and I used courtiers to cover up his shortcomings, which made you have too much expectations for the monarch."
If it wasn't necessary, why should he use the courtier's foolish words to cover up the king's foolishness!
He is also the successor of the new king. There are enemies outside, so he has no choice but to do so.
"Doctor Zongbo, it's time and destiny. Yun only hopes that this time he will be sent as an envoy to Yue to repay the kindness of the great court."
Uncle Zong heard what Feng Yun meant. If the mission was over, Feng Yun wanted to leave the court.
"That's all. I copied the "Zhou Rites" by hand and made annotations. Come and get it. I hope it can help you."
Uncle Zong shook his head helplessly, but he acquiesced to Feng Yun's decision.
"You only need to tell others that you are the Da Ting Feng clan when they ask."
After Zongbo finished speaking, he patted Feng Yun on the shoulder hard again.
"Let's go."
Feng Yun nodded silently, but he had no expectations for the supreme monarch in the court.
We work together to plan the affairs of the great court and the country of Yue, but if you don't use it, what's the use? It's just nonsense, don't forget it.
Seeing Uncle Sub's determination, the other veterans understood that the matter was irreversible and could only find another way.
"My lord, my ministers are powerless." The old ministers lamented that they had to take responsibility for the monarch's actions again.
…
"Let's work together?" A large group of people came and went outside the palace. Only Gongzi Lie was left to go to his own palace.
In his heart, he had already resigned himself to going to Yue.
"If I can really help Da Ting, it won't matter if I die. Is it really useful?"
As he said this, Gongzilie put away this common concern, thinking that Feng Yun was going to go to Yue State with him as an envoy, and was ready to return it to Feng Yun then.
…
Classics in the palace.
Zongbo sent someone to his residence to get "Zhou Rites", while he sat across from Feng Yun in silence.
After a long time, he waited for the book to be retrieved before he said: "After you leave, there will be no one to help me guard this inner room. I will just read some books here for the next few days."
Uncle Zong seemed to be much older, and his eyes were a little dull.
He stood up, sighed slightly, and walked out.
But he paused.
"Yun."
Feng Yun stood up, bowed to Uncle Zong and said, "Uncle Zong, do you have anything else to say to Yun?"
Uncle Zong said in a deep voice: "I will go and talk to you again..."
"Uncle Zong..." Feng Yun shook his head.
"That's it, you have already made a decision." After Zongbo finished speaking, he strode away.
Feng Yun took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
The "Book of Rites of Zhou" placed on the table is written in a silk book. It is simple and elegant. It looks like it has been frequently read by people. It can be seen that it is a book that Zongbo often reads.
Let Feng Yun read it at this time, it is indeed because of Feng Yun's sincere consideration.
Feng Yun sat down without reading through it first.
"Jiji Gua means the state of falling from a high place - it is the technique of turning from prosperity to decline."
Jiji hexagram, this is the hexagram that Feng Yun realized today.
It was the same as what Feng Yun had experienced today. In the morning, he was as energetic as the rising sun, walking towards the palace. At noon, he was carried by Su Bo, and he wanted to be worshiped as a disciple. It could be said that he was extremely prosperous, but his prosperity turned to decline, and he fell in an instant.
"The prosperity has turned into decline." Feng Yun said, looking out the window at a dwarf tree that grew lush in late summer.
In an instant, the prosperity faded away, and mottled yellow edges appeared on the green leaves. As we entered autumn, we lost vitality.
"Huh!" The wind blew and the leaves fell.
"Uncle Su, you are a cowardly little man. As the king of the country, you can't tolerate me. I don't care if I don't treat you."
Feng Yun never thought about staying in this remote court forever. He just wanted to use the court to grow until the court could no longer help him before leaving.
In this process, he will try his best to help Da Ting to repay the kindness of the Palace of Classics.
But now he has another path.
"You have no virtue, I need my virtue." Feng Yun did not speak honorably to Uncle Zong before. This time he went on an envoy, he will definitely exercise the virtues an envoy should have, neither humble nor arrogant. Even if the country is weak, even if he is about to leave the court, he Nor will he succumb to the majesty of the court and act perfunctorily.
After this was done, he could travel around the world with peace of mind without a trace of guilt.
But first, I have to write a letter home and send it to my sister-in-law as a farewell.
Judging from my nephew's current study, he should be able to read it.
Immediately, Feng Yun dipped his pen knife into black ink on the blank bamboo slips and wrote seal scripts. First, he told about his study tour after his mission, secondly, he told that he could not attend the funeral of his eldest brother, and thirdly, he told his nephew to study in the box. Regarding the military book, I told my sister-in-law to take the remaining shell coins at home and use them for herself...
