"Swish, rustle..." The summer rain has arrived, the sky is dark, and there are continuous showers.
"Huh..." The wind blew through the rain and fell into the hall, along with the water pillars on the eaves, making a snapping sound...
The servant quickly closed the window.
Before Jingyang handed the portrait to Feng Yun, his appearance was rude, frivolous and unruly.
"According to the order of Sima Zhaoyang, this figure is awarded to the general."
Qu Yuan saw this and glared angrily.
"Admiral Jingyang, as a senior official of the Chu State, how can you treat Lord Feng with disrespect and lose his etiquette?"
"Haha..." Jingyang sneered.
"I am a senior official of the Chu State, and you, Qu Yuan, are a sergeant of the Chu State. If you contradict me at this time, it is not rude."
After saying that, Jingyang gave him a cold look and looked indifferent, as if Feng Yun didn't care about him. He hummed and left in the rain.
Qu Yuan was left feeling slightly embarrassed.
"Don't be upset, Mr. Feng. There are many people in Chu who value etiquette, but Jingyang is just one of them."
Feng Yun shook his head slightly.
"If I don't worry about other people's evil, I won't have any worries. The person who worries me is gone now, so I don't need to worry anymore."
"Senior Qu Yuan, please take a seat." After saying this, Feng Yun stretched out his hand and saluted, inviting Qu Yuan to sit across from him.
Qu Yuan was not restrained, he was young and energetic, and he was not a bitter person. As Feng Yun said, when those who dislike him leave, there is no need to talk about what he dislikes.
"Come here, bring warm wine and fruit snacks!" Qu Yuan waved his hand and ordered the servant on the side, who heard the words and hurriedly went to take care of it.
"Fengjun, this time I came to look for Fengjun, and I met Jingyang by chance..." Looking at the rolled scroll beside him, Qu Yuan hesitated.
Feng Yun didn't mind, picked it up and opened it slowly.
Above it, a cold air rose.
Qu Yuan stood up, hurriedly went to get it, and opened the scroll with Feng Yun.
"Ah, is it Prime Minister Yu Qiang?" Qu Yuan was stunned.
"How did they agree to give this prime minister to you?" Qu Yuan was puzzled, but felt that his words were different, so he explained to Feng Yun: "Prime Minister Yu Qiang is one of the murals in the ancestral hall of the Chu State. It is the heritage of our Chu State." , is also the foundation, and every Chu noble can enter it once before reaching the crown to view the murals."
"Those who are spiritual can observe one phase as a sign to help them. If they fail, they can enter again when they reach the peak. If they fail again, they can use their merits as a counterweight in the later stage to enter again... "
Hearing this, Feng Yun couldn't help but think about Zhaoyang's move, which seemed to be beyond the scope of the rules. How could the Chu clan agree?
Qu Yuan looked at Prime Minister Yu Qiang and sighed: "Sima Zhaoyang was favored by the turtle before he reached the crown. Later, when he reached the crown, the turtle attached to the snake and turned into an image of Xuanwu. After that, he made great achievements in battle and practiced martial arts on his own. If he breaks through the Xiantian and becomes the Sima, if he has the blessing of Chu State's national destiny, he will not be inferior to those who are profound in the Xiantian realm."
"This is the only one with this image. Only Sima Zhaoyang can ask the ancestral hall for a rubbing of the painting and give it to Lord Feng."
Feng Yun nodded, there was indeed a Taoist charm flowing through this portrait.
Qu Yuan rolled up the painting and handed it to Feng Yun.
"Fengjun, this portrait is precious, but compared to the intuitive mural, its function is only a supplement."
"There is a method of visualization in the murals of Chu State. The method of visualization can be learned in the ancestral hall, but it cannot be passed on to Lord Feng."
Thinking that the murals are the heritage of Chu State, if Qu Yuan taught Feng Yun, he would be betraying his ancestors and his own bloodline, a crime he would never dare to bear.
Feng Yun also knows.
However, the method of visualization?
Does the dream I had last night using the technique of cultivating Tao count?
"Fengjun..." Warm wine has been brought, and snacks and fruits are also placed on the table.
Qu Yuan cooked the wine and said: "Sima Zhaoyang led his troops on patrol and accidentally injured Lord Feng. I asked Sima Yu to apologize to Lord Feng for this matter."
"Inspection... It was also Yun's bad luck at this time. He happened to meet Commander Zhaoyang. Now he is injured and needs to be nursed back to health."
Looking at the warm wine that Qu Yuan said, Feng Yun felt that Qu Yuan was sincere. Although he was loyal to the country, he was also loyal to affairs, knew his own desires, and sought to be courteous.
After taking the drink, Feng Yun was now eighteen years old and had left home early. Before being presented to Baiyue Prime Minister, he gave himself a crown. He was considered an adult in Zhou Shi and could naturally drink.
The wine enters the throat and flows down, warming and warming the heart.
"Why don't you see Zhaoyang Sima today?" Feng Yun asked.
Qu Yuan was also drinking and shook his head in praise, but when he heard Feng Yun's question, he was slightly startled.
Glancing at Feng Yun a few times, he said cautiously: "I heard that Sima Zhaoyang was also injured when he accidentally fought with Feng Jun. At this time, Yangyue and Hubei were fighting. In order to avoid Chu's suffering, he went to invite Dou, who had already resigned. Mr. Lian, I hope Mr. Dou Lian can take up the post again and temporarily take over the post of Sima."
This caution is not because Feng Yun is not a member of the Chu State, but because it is difficult to explain clearly that Feng Yun fought with Zhao Yang and both of them were injured...
Qu Yuan believed that this matter would bring disgrace to the two of them, so he was cautious.
"Mr. Doulian?" Feng Yun didn't know much about Chu State affairs.
Qu Yuan on the side hurriedly explained Mr. Doulian's story.
It turned out that Doulian was the last Sima of Chu and had great military exploits. He fought in all directions for the Chu lord, which made the Chu country so powerful at this time that it faced Yangyue as a small country.
However, due to a recurrence of an old injury, he abdicated and gave way to Zhaoyang, a rising star.
"That's how it is... Dou, I don't know what clan he is in Chu?"
After Feng Yun asked, Qu Yuan looked closely.
"Why?" Feng Yun was puzzled.
But Qu Yuan burst out laughing: "Does Mr. Feng want to go to Hu as an envoy to Chu?"
Otherwise, I wouldn’t ask carefully.
Qu Yuan was delighted. He highly recognized Feng Yun's talents and yearned for his strategy of governing Baiyue and developing a country. Of course, he also had his own ideas.
Just like the way of ritual and music, which was not yet apparent in Baiyue, he believed that he was competent in this way and regarded it as the inheritance of Chu State.
Feng Yun was speechless.
He smiled deeply and shook his head: "No, Yun Fei wanted to be an official, but he wanted to write "The Kingdoms". If the stories of famous people of Chu and the policies of mountains and rivers could be recorded in it, it would also allow future generations to have a look at the history of Chu. To encourage yourself."
"This is also the way I view the world, Xuan Ye."
"Xuan?" Qu Yuan's face was slightly red, but he thought wrong, but he was also disappointed.
He thought to himself: What a wonderful thing it would be if Mr. Feng could become an official in the Kingdom of Chu... Maybe I can sincerely impress him.
While thinking, Qu Yuan explained the preface to Feng Yun.
"Mr. Dou Lian is the current head of the Dou clan. The Dou clan is a second-class noble in the Chu Kingdom. There are eighteen numbers, and the Dou clan is one of them. There are also first-class nobles, three numbers, including Qu, Jing, Zhao San clan.”
"The three first-class clans all have the surname Mi, and they are the outstanding descendants of the royal family who established small clans. The second-class eighteen clans, in addition to the Mi surname, also have foreign surnames."
"I won't say much about the other third-class people. Lord Feng can also deduce them."
"Beyond all the clans, there is also a great sect, that is, the king of our Chu Kingdom, the Mi surname is the Xiong clan."
"The Rites of Zhou" stipulates that the eldest son will inherit the throne, the second son will be enfeoffed if he is up, and he will be self-supporting if he is poor... This is to maintain the line and pass it on without dispersion.
Nowadays, the direct descendants are just the monarch and the monarch's direct relatives. In comparison, the developed small sects have many people.
"The road is blue and blue to open up the mountains and forests. The development of the Xiong family has not come easily. There are so many talents at this time and it is also the expectation of our ancestors." Qu Yuan was respectful and bowed to the sky, which shows his heart.
Feng Yun sighed.
"Those who are capable work harder, and those who work harder should also receive more. This cannot be stopped."
Hearing this, Qu Yuan agreed and smiled.
Feng Yun also smiled, but the meaning in his eyes was unclear and full of deep thoughts.
What is known from Qu Yuan's mouth is only known by Qu Yuan, not by the people, not by the king, and not by Feng Yun.
If you want to see the country, you should look at both the inside and the outside.
Within it, from the people to the king, and from the king to the people, they all understand each other.
Outside of this, I look at neighboring countries, read the history of the country, and understand the general trend, and think about what will happen in future generations.
Only in this way can the book "Nations" be written...
"Fengjun, please tell me about your mysteries with Yu. I heard that Feng Yun established a mystical gate in Baiyue. I am very curious about this mysteries. I hope you can tell me something about it..."
At this time, any knowledge is part of the Tao, let alone a personal Tao.
In an era when masters and disciples are closer than parents and children, one needs to be careful when asking questions and pay attention when telling a story. This is not something as simple as imparting a word or two.
"Haha, if you are curious, you will see at first glance..."
On Feng Yun's bun, the green branches moved, and then a yellow ax appeared in Feng Yun's hand.
Huangyue, a ritual weapon of war, was transformed by Feng Yun from "The Kingdoms of Baiyue". It is full of Feng Yun's description of the Baiyue Kingdom. It also contains Feng Yun's various strategies and practical strategies for governing Baiyue. The supplement is Feng Yun’s most practical speech on state governance today.
Surprise flashed in Qu Yuan's eyes.
Then he picked up the yellow ax and bowed...
Feng Yun raised his hand and stopped him: "No need, my Xuanmen does not have such false etiquette, and it doesn't matter. As long as it is a human race, everyone can see it, and what they learn from it is also personal."
"Ah?" Qu Yuan was stunned.
"This... Mr. Feng, this is your innate wisdom. You just let others watch?"
Feng Yun said, "If you think what he said is interesting, you can make a copy of it for fun in your spare time. If others want to watch, you can also let them copy it. How can it be better to enjoy it alone than to enjoy it with everyone."
"Ah!" Qu Yuan was shocked.
After a long time, he said: "Fengjun is joking, how dare you have fun in your spare time? If you get this book, you should study it day and night and learn its wisdom."
Qu Yuan still worshiped him as a disciple, but Feng Yun was not happy.
"Your worship is for your own sake, but it is not allowed by me. You can do it but I will not use it."
"Fengjun doesn't accept it, but Yuan also appreciates...the way!"
Qu Yuan looked at the three methods of Xuan Dao emerging from the yellow axe—viewing the world, living in the world, and controlling the world.
I was shocked and didn't know what to say.
Just now, Qu Yuan thought this was just a book of Dharma, but he didn't expect that what was recorded on it was a Tao!
There is no such heavy thing in Chu State!
The heritage of Chu is Chu murals, which are called the method of Chu Xiang and also the method of Chu.
If you first learn the technique, you can make the Taoist figures on the murals of Chu descend and bless you, whether in literature or martial arts, and its power is extraordinary.
When it is deep, it is Dharma and can be integrated with Dharma. Its body is as big as the sky, its power is as big as mountains and rivers, and it has supreme power.
But... that's just a battle method, not a Tao.
"Fengjun, this item is too valuable, please take it back."
Qu Yuan struggled with his eyes, turned his head and gathered his ax, and sent him back to Feng Yun.
"The Tao is the Tao of the human race. If the human race doesn't use it, then how can this Tao be the Tao?"
Feng Yun's Tao is not a battle method or a strategy, it is a thought, but it is more like a way to teach people to look at the world from afar, think about how they should behave in the world, and create more choices for their own lives.
Whether he can achieve enlightenment through the mysterious way depends entirely on himself, not on this way.
Perhaps taking it as one's own can make people feel comfortable, but for Feng Yun, taking Xuan Dao as one's own is lonely.
There was a time in my life when I died among the water, where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the living beings came to drink. But at this time, the water flow was cut off, all things dispersed, and the graves of poverty were left. How could I not be lonely?
"Fengjun is a great virtue." Qu Yuan squeezed the handle of the yellow ax tightly, his eyes becoming more and more respectful to Feng Yun.
He stood up and said, "I went to look for a silk book and copied it here."
Feng Yun nodded, yes.
But he got up.
"It was casual, but Yun wanted to go to the Chu State Classics Palace to look at the classics and write "The Kingdoms of Chu"."
…
Just when Feng Yun started reading from the first hall of the Classics Palace, in the Sanlu Pavilion, the leaders of the three clans, Qu, Zhao, and Jing, gathered together, and many of their statements mentioned Feng Yun's name.
"Fengjun came to Chu and was placed in the Palace of Classics by the Lord. This..."
"Huh, why now? Your Majesty has sealed everyone's mouth." An old man looked dissatisfied at the palace, where he saw a young man sitting on his knees at the end, who was none other than Jingyang.
Regarding Bao Xiang's death, only a few people knew about it. Jingyang was ordered by the king, so naturally he would not tell why Feng Yun lived in Chu. This made the nobles of the three clans vaguely guess whether the emperor wanted to recruit Feng Jun. , became an official in Chu State.
"If Mr. Feng becomes an official in the Chu Kingdom, he must be in a high position..." the old man continued, no longer looking at Jingyang.
"I think we have to stop him. After all, he is from another country, oh no, he is from the "Wu" country!"
"Haha..." There was a burst of laughter in the hall.
Wu State, Wu State.
The country of Da Ting was destroyed, and Feng Yun was a stateless person when he left. After Da Ting returned to the State of Wu, his Feng clan also became people of the State of Wu. Therefore, these people also said that Feng Yun was a member of the State of Wu.
But what is the actual reason? They all know that Feng Yun was born in the Feng family, and he is a descendant of the ancient Dating family. There were many great sages in the ancient Dating family, and there was even a generation of Emperor Yan...
It can be seen that his bloodline is noble and cannot be despised.
Feng Yun's ability is highly respected in Yuyue, Baiyue, Han, Tong, Yingfang, Yangyue and other countries, especially Baiyue. Under its national policy, even Yangyue does not dare to offend lightly and devour the ancients. Empress Ai has the foundation of a great nation and has great potential...
It can be seen that Feng Yun has talents and cannot be underestimated.
Finally, Feng Yun, in addition to his bloodline and talents, is also known for his virtues... which cannot be belittled.
Under the three impossibilities, if Chu Jun recruits Feng Yun to be the prime minister of the Chu country, or even the prime minister of the Chu country, the people of the entire Chu country can accept it, and it is justified, but they, the powerful people, cannot accept it.
"Shut up and laugh in the palace. How can you behave like this? Can you keep etiquette in mind?"
In the hall, the elderly people sitting in the hall shouted angrily, and the sound in the hall was immediately banned.
This old man is gorgeously dressed, has strict etiquette, decent manners, straightforward and neat, and is quite pleasing to the eye.
He sighed: "There is no country..."
The other old men also reacted.
Being countryless means being able to join other countries at will without being alerted to being a member of another country or having the heart of another country!
"Boom!" One person hit the table.
"Huh?" The old man sitting in the palace squinted.
The man panicked.
"Mr. Sanlu, I forgive you. I'm just worried about Lord Feng's injury. It's not advisable to serve in the Kingdom of Chu to avoid fatigue."
Everyone else understood this.
"Yes, we should use this to advise Fengjun to cultivate himself well and practice the etiquette of Chu and the way to treat guests." The others echoed, "That's right, that's right!"
Doctor Sanlu hummed quietly and said nothing.
Seeing this, everyone else knew that this was allowed.
But at this time, several armored soldiers brought a maid into the palace. She tied her hands and feet and was sobbing uncontrollably.
"Doctor Sanlu, what is this?"
Dr. Sanlu scanned the people around him and saw that several of them were panicking, and he understood clearly.
"If something happens to Mr. Feng, something will happen to some of you too."
Those people lowered their heads even further.
Doctor Sanlu stopped looking, but looked at Jingyang in the last seat and said, "Did you give the scroll to Mr. Feng?"
Although Jingyang didn't understand why Dr. Sanlu promised Zhaoyang to hand over Yu Qiangzhi to Feng Yun, he did not dare to be arrogant at this time and hurriedly raised his hands and said: "Doctor Sanlu, Mr. Feng has collected the scroll..."
Finally, Jingyang said carefully: "When Jingyang went to the Palace of Classics in the rain, my original brother was also at Fengjun's place. Seeing him, he seemed to have more goodwill with Fengjun."
At this time, Dr. Sanlu was also Qu's family and was Qu Yuan's grandfather.
Doctor Sanlu pondered...
"When Lord Feng was not in a high position in Chu State, the clan of Chu should pay tribute to him."
Hearing this, everyone present understood that there was a limit on how to treat Feng Yun.
Jingyang lowered his head in disgust, but listened.
"Jingyang, you went on an expedition with Zhaoyang before. Although I don't know what the order was, before Zhaoyang went to find Doulian and entered the palace, he told you that due to your achievements, you could enter the ancestral hall of Chu and view the murals for a day."
"Go now, Wang Ling will make preparations, and you should go on an expedition the day after tomorrow."
Hearing this, Jingyang raised his head with joy.
"promise…"
(End of chapter)
