Sima of the State of Yue had been out suppressing floods, so he naturally understood the importance of Feng Yun's "Ode to Dayu" for this flood control. At this time, he heard that Yuejun had no intention of inviting Feng Yun to help him.
Stare immediately.
"Your Majesty, now that the country is in turmoil, don't let small things make you lose big things!" Sima deeply admired him. He was a member of the clan. He grew up with Yuejun since childhood. He just wandered around looking for fun. He didn't have many talents. Because of his slight martial arts training and The clan surname just became Sima.
But since becoming Sima and coming into contact with Yuejun, his views on a country have changed.
At this time, he knew that Yuejun was unwilling to let Feng Yun help because he had lost face to Yuejun and caused slander among the people of Yue.
However, now that Vietnam is confronting many countries, how can it do whatever it wants?
Yue Jun snorted slightly, not paying attention to the words of this sect brother who didn't have much knowledge in his impression.
"Don't forget how his envoys from the Great Court can help me to cross the country. Please retreat."
Hearing the sound, Sima, who was standing, felt cold all over. He looked at the scholar-bureaucrats around him, hoping that they could advise the king, but no one looked at him, and they all dodge.
When he looked up again, Yuejun had already left.
The surrounding scholar-bureaucrats sighed deeply and filed out. They felt relieved that the flood would not harm Kuaiji.
Sima stood up.
"Sima..." Dabu looked at Sima quietly and said, "Situ Dating is unwilling to help, but the "Fu of Dayu" in his hand is of great use."
Sima was stunned for a moment, then stared at Dabu suspiciously, but the flood was imminent, so he could only snort and leave quickly.
"Situ Dating is now in the palace of classics..." The voice of Da Ting came from behind Sima, and Sima's pace became faster and faster.
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"Ye Bird, Yue people regard it as a god of protection, and it is also a bird totem."
In one night, Feng Yun had painted all the "Mountains and Seas" in the Yue Kingdom, and was still filling in the relevant deeds that he knew as supplements.
This is a more detailed book than the modern "Shan Hai Jing".
However, it is very incomplete and only records the Qingqiu Fox Kingdom, Chaoyang Valley, the deeds of Dayu and a blue bird named Ye.
Once the book was completed, Feng Yun's literary style improved slightly.
After rolling up the silk book, Feng Yun said: "I have received a letter from the Yue Kingdom, so I should have something in return."
Sergeant Fan, who was sleepy at the side, yawned and said, "Situ's "Ode to Dayu" is already a good reward."
Looking outside, there are dark clouds.
Looking at the "Fu of Dayu" in Feng Yun's hand, the light on it is extraordinary, and it is now a national treasure.
Master Fan said: "There are four paths in the world, the upper path is to practice qi, the lower path is to practice martial arts, and there are two right paths."
"One is for literature and the other is for luck."
"Literaturemen rely on a country to seek fortune, and use contracts to assist literary practice, while a country uses luck to gather people, multiply, and become self-strengthening."
Feng Yun listened to Sergeant Fan's words quietly, but was a little confused.
He said: "I am a Situ of Da Ting. Although Da Ting is weak, it still has luck. Why don't I have much luck to protect me?"
Feng Yun's background is still weak. He only studies selectively. Taking the most basic Six Arts of a Gentleman as an example, he doesn't know enough.
He didn't have time to understand clearly the way of luck.
"Luck... you can't explain this in books." Seeing Feng Yun's appearance, which was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, Sergeant Fan was a little dumbfounded.
"Situ should only have the name of Situ, but not the actual status of Situ, right?"
Hearing the sound, Feng Yun nodded.
After he became a Situ, he only read books in the Palace of Classics and did not really accept the state affairs of the court.
Sergeant Fan smiled and said: "That's right, it's only in name but not in reality. It's not about luck."
"If Situ wants to experience the help of luck to people of literary and moral standards, he must be given the throne by the king, perform his duties, and be recognized by the country."
After thinking for a while, Sergeant Fan asked: "Situ, do you know how many congenital people and first-class people there are in the entire Yue Kingdom?"
Feng Yun shook his head slightly, and Sergeant Fan said: "With the addition of divination, there are seven innates."
"And there is only one first-class person." He said with a helpless smile.
This one is him.
"Why?" Innateness is above the first class, but why is it less than innateness?
Sergeant Fan explained: "This is how luck helps people with different talents."
"Of course, martial arts can also be helped by luck."
He smiled and said: "Weirdos...the innate strangers in the Yue Kingdom today can actually be called the destiny strangers who have been blessed by a high position in the country. They are innate destiny."
"The stronger the country and the stronger its luck, the stronger its innate blessings will be, which will be of great benefit to its own cultivation of both literature and martial arts."
"These innate strangers in the Yue Kingdom, except for the great divination, as long as they are removed from their high positions, it will not take long, their luck will be lost, and they will all fall back to the first or second rate."
"So, the people in the Yue country are more talented than those in the first class." As he said that, he added in a low voice: "If I were from the Yue country, I might be able to get a glimpse of the innate destiny."
But he was just a ceremonial sergeant.
He has a position but no authority, he just manages books.
Without great wisdom, it is difficult to become an innate.
After hearing Sergeant Fan's explanation, Feng Yun suddenly realized.
Thinking of Da Ting, maybe Uncle Zong and the others are also first-class in literature and have innate luck. Otherwise, Da Ting would not have only three great officials. The reason is that Da Ting's national fortune cannot support more high positions.
As the country of Yue was a big country, it could support more high-ranking people, and its luck would become stronger and stronger.
This is where big countries and small countries find it difficult to compete not only with the forces at the bottom, but also with the forces at the top.
Otherwise, if the small countries gathered together and had dozens of innates, how could they not dare to unite against Yue?
"Don't you have a pure innate talent for literature?"
"A true genius of literary talent..." Sergeant Fan laughed.
"Compared with the true talent of literature and art, the talent obtained by relying on luck is the right way, but it is also helpless."
"You have literary skills, but you have nowhere to put them to use. So what's the use of literature? It's difficult for you to be recognized by literary skills."
"Besides, if you can achieve innate Qi, you can also strengthen the literary arts. Using Qi Luck to support the literary arts, you can achieve innateness. Why not do it."
After saying that, Sergeant Fan couldn't stop laughing.
"True literature is difficult, difficult. Otherwise, why would so many educated people want to serve as monarchs?"
Feng Yun felt the desolation of Sergeant Fan.
I also feel speechless at the control of this noble class.
Times make heroes, and now that the Great Zhou Dynasty is not completely in chaos, it is not enough to make reckless heroes.
The Yue Kingdom was like this at this time. How could the nobles open their mouths if they were not in a desperate situation?
Feng Yun was in the court. If he hadn't been Feng, he would have been as depressed as Sergeant Fan, making it difficult for Uncle Zong to use him seriously.
Feng Yun shook his head slightly. The matter has come to this. There is no need to feel sorry for oneself. Everyone has their own path and difficulties, and of course they have their own gains.
He stood up, put all the "Mountains and Seas" in the box, and locked it with a lock.
"There is still a copy of "Dayu's Twenty-Eight Stars" that he has not read." Feng Yun remembered the book that Dabu gave him first.
On the other side, Sergeant Fan immediately found it and handed it to Feng Yun.
Feng Yun took the silk book. Feng Yun was about to take a look when he heard a noise outside, and then a burst of hurried and vigorous footsteps.
"Boy Da Ting, follow me to control the water!"
