Qu Yuan discussed etiquette, the virtues of speech, the etiquette of speaking, and eloquent conversation.
Under the influence of Xuan Dao, Qu Yuan's etiquette rose to a higher level, and his far-sighted gaze was unmatched by the distinguished guests from other countries who were discussing with him at this time.
The scholar-bureaucrats who were still laughing at Chu State for taking advantage of Feng Yun all stared at him.
Looking at the aura of etiquette rising around him, he couldn't help but talk about it - this man's explanation of etiquette is no longer inferior to others, and he has already broken through the innate potential.
Noon and sun turn around, evening has arrived.
Qu Yuan was still standing on the stage, looking at Feng Yun in high spirits.
"Boom" Feng Yun knocked, and Qu Yuan was defeated again.
At the same time, dusk fell and the ceremony ended.
"Qu Yuan...the son of the Qu family of Chu is very polite."
Marquis Zeng sighed.
Then I thought about the tens of thousands of catties of copper sent by Chu State, and that Feng Yun represented the countries south of the Yangtze River...
"In this discussion of etiquette, Chu is the leader. You can comment on the rest of the wonderful remarks."
Marquis Zeng gave him the music score, and Qu Yuan accepted it with courtesy. Then he straightened his back and walked slowly back to the table.
"Qu Yuan of Chu was a man who sacrificed his life for his sake." Zhuang Zhou whispered beside Feng Yun.
Feng Yun handed over the drum in his hand and returned it to the chamberlain.
"Everyone..."
During the next banquet, it was all about etiquette.
However, when talking about etiquette, it is about drinking wine and eating, talking, and gathering together to talk.
For a time, the entire banquet was divided into many circles, and the Chu Kingdom was isolated.
Shen Yinhua seemed accustomed to such scenes.
Qu Yuan clenched his wrist.
As for Zeng Hou, he was already highly praised by the scholar-bureaucrats of many big countries, so he had no time to take care of them.
"Since you don't want to follow the trend, don't worry about it. Let's go after eating."
Feng Yun coordinated the final arrangements, and neither Shen Yinhua nor Qu Yuan refuted. At this time, neither of them had the intention to cling to Zeng Guo.
…
After the banquet, Feng Yun and Zhuang Zhou took a carriage and returned to Yi Chuan.
"Fengzi, Chu is obviously the country that won this ceremony. Why can't it change other countries' views on Chu and why they don't want to make friends with it?"
Zhuang Zhou asked.
In fact, when it comes to the way Chu is treated, most of the Zhou Rites states... call it Chu when in person, Jingchu in ordinary times, and derogatory terms like barbarians.
Zhuang Zhou was also able to explore the situation of Chu State, so he asked this question.
Feng Yun thought and answered: "Follow the flames, the flames are like fire, and the momentum is like wind and waves. It can be compared with the victory of Chu State at this time. For those big countries, it is not as good as the words of Marquis Zeng, and for those small countries, it is also Nothing beats a nod from a big country.”
"How can a small country dare to approach Chu because the big country doesn't agree? How can a big country come close to Chu without Zeng Guo's words?"
"What's more, Chu State is south of the Yangtze River."
Zhuang Zhou suddenly realized.
He also heard Feng Yun say: "The great rivers and swamps seem to be deep and wide, containing hundreds of rivers but with far-reaching sources. However, the tides ebb and flow, and those who are stranded are often the creatures who follow the waves and cannot tell the direction."
"Dong dong dong..."
"Fengzi, Yi Chuan has arrived."
The carriage stopped, and outside the carriage door, Zhaoyang interrupted the conversation between Feng Yun and Zhuang Zhou.
Feng Yun nodded.
"Let's go."
After getting off the car, Feng Yun looked at Zhaoyang and asked doubtfully: "Sima is also the guest of honor, why didn't I see Sima just now?"
Zhaoyang's expression paused slightly and he didn't answer with a cold face.
Seeing this, Feng Yun called Zhuang Zhou and entered the post.
At this time, the roads were brightly lit, all prepared for them, the scholar-bureaucrats, to drive back to Yi Chuan, and they did not want to delay here.
Driving slowly all the way, it can be seen that Qu Yuan and Shen Yinhua are both tired today and have said goodbye.
Mi Yue and Mi Shu were silent during the banquet, only feeling depressed, and her attendance was not restored at this time.
Mi Yue seemed to have something to say, but Mi Shu pulled him away.
"Xiang Yan, go and arrange a place for this Mr. Song from elementary school. Fengzi and I have something to say." Zhaoyang spoke up, but Xiang Yan did not dare to disobey.
Enter the house.
Zhao Yang avoids the surroundings.
The two of them knelt down beside the low table.
"Fengzi, Chu State came to report that E State's Baoxiang died at the hands of Yang Yue. This matter was reported back to Zhoudu and Bao State..."
"Bao Si married the King of Zhou for only half a month. The King of Zhou was very happy with Bao Si. At this time, he asked E and the surrounding countries to jointly drive Guangdong..."
"One day ago, the State of E, under the pressure of the King of Zhou, fought against Yang Yue. The two kings came out together..."
"We, the Chu State, heard the news and marched forward to the frontier. With General Dou Lian as our commander, we made a surprise attack on the Yangyue Royal City. We have already captured the royal city's guards, and many small barbarian countries behind it have also been devoured..."
Zhaoyang told the current situation of Chu State one by one without missing a word.
Of course, this is the situation on the surface. Even if Zhaoyang doesn't say it, the news will soon be known to people in various countries.
This move by Chu State was an act of righteousness to respect the Zhou royal family!
"I wonder how the Zhou royal family can reward Chu?" Feng Yun took a deep breath.
He also expected that Chu would find an opportunity to make a surprise attack, but he didn't expect that the Zhou royal family would order this.
Concubine……
The fate remains the same, and everything is heading towards the war-torn era.
Zhaoyang's words stopped for a moment, then he stood up and saluted, "Fengzi, this time you and Qu Yuan are planning to seize the great ceremony and music for Chu in Zeng State, and win the war with surprise attack."
"General Yu will ask Fengzi for instructions so that Fengzi can be free."
Free body?
Feng Yun no longer has Yu Qiang's seal, so why should Chu come to regain his freedom?
It just has a beginning and an end. I want to remember "The Kingdoms of Chu", so I still stay in Chu.
"Fengzi needs to agree to a condition."
condition.
Feng Yun was curious: "Can you tell me?"
Zhaoyang did not dare to look at Feng Yun, but followed the order of Lord Chu and replied coldly: "Fengzi swears not to tell the story of Bao Xiang's death."
"Haha..." Feng Yun was happy.
"Otherwise, could it be that Mr. Chu wants to kill me?"
"I don't dare." Zhaoyang bowed.
"Whether Fengzi agrees or not, Zhaoyang will continue to guard Fengzi until the Chu Kingdom captures Yangyue."
"When the time comes, Yu Bi will personally bow down as a horse and carry Fengzi away from the Chu Kingdom."
After Zhaoyang finished speaking, he lowered his eyebrows and retreated, opened the door and stood guard outside.
"This Zhaoyang..."
Feng Yun looked at Zhaoyang who was embarrassed but did not dare to disobey the Chu State, and thought of Qu Yuan.
His eyes were calm.
This Chu Jun's threat was much more immature than the previous Da Ting Da Zai, and Feng Yun was not in much trouble.
If you advertise your virtues but cannot guarantee your sincerity, you should be careful of those who are falsely benevolent and righteous.
Expose evil, and if you cannot restrain your behavior, be wary of replicating despicable people.
The death of Baoxiang...perhaps we have to wait until the belated justice comes to warn future generations that those who do this will suffer. This is the cruelty of annexation between countries, and it is also a necessary process for reunification.
"Dong..."
The sound of the piano that dances around the beam... turns from sadness to peace...
The next day.
Zhaoyang frowned and let Shen Yinhua, who smelled of alcohol, step into Feng Yun's house.
"Mr. Yin Hua?"
"Fengzi, I, I don't know..."
Shen Yinhua took a step forward, came to the low table, prostrated at Feng Yun's feet, sobbed and sang: "In the past, my ancestor of the Chu Kingdom, Xiong Yixi, set up in Jingshan Mountain, and trudged through the mountains and rivers, and was surrounded by grass. It’s the Emperor’s business…”
There were constant sobs, and not long after, Qu Yuan, Zhuang Zhou, Mi Yue, and Mi Shu all rushed here. They must have heard about Shen Yinhua's gaffe.
"Sima, do you still need to pack your bags and prepare to set off?" Xiang Yan asked Zhaoyang at the door.
Zhaoyang nodded.
"Have someone go to Dr. Shen Yinhua's room and pack things. After packing, we will leave Zeng Guo."
At this time, indoors——
"The king led his subjects to trek through the mountains and forests, open up territories, and share the joys and sorrows."
"But now the dignitaries imitate Zeng's etiquette, but do not imitate his virtues. How can the common people of Chu be wronged when they leave the learned ones? How can the dignitaries of Chu be expelled from the cabinet?"
"If a Chu has no virtue, how can he talk about etiquette..."
Hearing this, Qu Yuan was shocked, how could Shen Yinhua, who had always been steady, be like this!
"Quickly, tie Shen Yinhua's mouth and pour water on him to wake him up." Qu Yuan arranged and tied the edge of Shen Yinhua's mouth with a fine cloth to silence him.
Mi Shu hurriedly found some tea and poured it on his face.
After all the confusion, Shen Yinhua fell into a deep sleep.
"Resist leaving." Zhaoyang looked at him with a headache and ordered the soldiers to leave.
Then he stepped forward and said, "Fengzi, please pack your bags. At this time, the Chu Kingdom has won the battle. The two princesses are still in the convoy. It is really not appropriate to stay in other countries for fear of being plotted by Yang Yue's people."
"Just follow Sima's arrangements."
…
"Rumble..."
Driving away from the state of Zeng, we came to the junction of Han River.
"This is an introduction."
In the autumn wind, Feng Yun spoke to Zhuang Zhou, and Zhao Yang handed Zhuang Zhou the introduction to the silk book he had written in his hand.
Feng Yun continued: "I am currently living in the Chu country and am a foreigner. I cannot go to find Lao Tzu to introduce you personally."
"You just have to act according to fate this time, and you will always encounter it."
The autumn wind is bleak, and after the autumnal equinox, there is a faint chill.
Zhuang Zhou was grateful, but he couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"Fengzi, your knowledge is lofty and far-reaching, but Zhou has never learned it. Why don't you let Zhou..."
Feng Yun shook his head.
"What I can teach may not necessarily be what you want."
"Learning lies in oneself; Tao lies in the heart."
Zhuang Zhouli.
"Disciple bids farewell to Fengzi."
Feng Yun was slightly stunned.
"I just said a few words, I am not your husband..."
But Zhuang Zhou had already turned around and ran quickly.
"Fengzi, Zhou will come to you again!" Zhuang Zhou raised his hands in the wind, shouted and then walked away quickly. His posture was chic and unrestrained, not restrained by the gentleman's etiquette at this time.
Feng Yun looks at it.
His eyes were filled with sighs.
Lao Dan, Zhuang Zhou...
Two Taoist giants from different years, their thoughts may collide in this chaotic time.
By then, Taoism in this world will probably undergo unimaginable evolutions.
"Fengzi, do you admire this man from Song Dynasty?"
Qu Yuan stepped forward and asked Feng Yun.
Feng Yun nodded without covering up.
"He does not belong to this era. His life is likely to break through the constraints of this era and bring a bright color to the well-behaved Tao."
Qu Yuan was slightly surprised.
"What about Bizifengzi?"
"Me?" Feng Yun was confused.
"The person you understand least is yourself."
"Let's go back to Chu Kingdom."
Qu Yuan followed closely and rode in a carriage with Feng Yun.
"Fengzi, what is your evaluation of Yuan?"
Qu Yuan is sincerely waiting.
"Duckweed in the water."
Rumble…
…
That night, Shen Yinhua woke up and came to Feng Yun's carriage.
"Fengzi, I'm rude today, please forgive me."
Feng Yun shook his head.
"Mr. Yin Hua should rest. He must be overtired from his trip to Zeng Guo."
Shen Yinhua shook his head.
"Fengzi, Yin Hua's fatigue is not in the body, but in the heart."
"well……"
With a long sigh, Shen Yinhua swallowed all the words he had prepared.
He whispered: "Fengzi, please leave Chu. Before you return to Chu, leave, leave."
Feng Yun looked at Shen Yinhua and asked why.
Shen Yinhua sighed, and then explained the situation of Chu State at this time, telling the intrigues among the powerful, oppressing the people with foreign surnames, and looking down on the common people.
"I have to know these." Feng Yun had no intention of leaving.
He was already preparing to write the book "States of Chu", so how could he leave?
"Alas, Fengzi, you don't know that Yu was ostracized by the powerful people of Chu because he was not from a clan with the surname Mi, and ended up living in the palace of classics for the rest of his life."
"At that time, I just had a mentor from Lord Chu, and he couldn't tolerate me."
"Now that you have the reputation of Fengzi and won the first ceremony for Chu State, how can those powerful people tolerate you?"
Shen Yinhua is sincere.
"Fengzi, if you want to leave, I can cover for Fengzi. Although I am a scholar, the arts of literary arts are the most mysterious. Zhaoyang Sima's martial arts cannot be seen through. Don't worry... …”
"Ahem!" Outside the car door, Zhaoyang coughed, like an ice pick, penetrating into Shen Yinhua's heart. Shen Yinhua's back felt cold, his face turned pale, and he was sweating.
Then I heard a cold voice: "Fengzi, you need to eat some roasted meat. Just now I noticed that you didn't eat enough, so I went to hunt a black bear."
"Eat something." Feng Yun patted Shen Yinhua on the shoulder and used luck to mobilize his body to restore his complexion.
He shook his head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yin Hua. You are in Chu and you have your own way to protect yourself."
Shen Yinhua was nervous, nodded slowly, opened the car door, lowered his head and left, not daring to look at Zhaoyang.
Zhaoyang looked at Shen Yinhua's back.
"Mr. Yin Hua, please go to the campfire and eat some. Black bear meat is delicious. Even if you are hunting, you will not be able to enjoy it exclusively."
Shen Yinhua's back trembled and he nodded in agreement.
"Fengzi, please." Zhaoyang stepped into the carriage, placed the delicious roasted bear's paw on the low table in the carriage, shaved the bones and skin himself, cut the tendons into pieces with a dagger, and handed them to Feng Yun. Food.
Feng Yun picked up the wooden chopsticks on the wooden plate and ate slowly.
Zhaoyang waited silently for Feng Yun to finish eating, put away the tableware, and then left the carriage.
However, after getting out of the car, he just called the soldier to deal with it, while he personally stayed by the car.
This happened overnight.
When the dawn dimmed, everyone got up to wash up, and Zhaoyang never left.
"Fengzi."
When Feng Yun was washing next to the stream, Zhaoyang on the side said solemnly in a cold voice: "Yu Zhaoyang, I swear that if Fengzi dies if he doesn't tell the story of praise, I will do my best to protect Fengzi. If I break my oath, my heart will break." "
Feng Yun shook off the water stains on his hands.
He smiled lightly and said: "Sima doesn't need to be like this. I have no plans to leave the Chu Kingdom for the time being."
View the world...
Chu, a country that was about to annex Yangyue and complete the first step of its great expansion.
Its terrain is incomparable to the other Zhou states north of the Yangtze River that still abide by Zhou rituals and are unable to conduct battles.
In Chu, Feng Yun was able to observe why the wars started and ended, why the people of a country could be integrated and unified, and why they resisted constantly in this period of stability and stability bound by Zhou rites.
Chu culture, what exactly is it?
"What are you looking at?" Zhaoyang looked into Feng Yun's eyes, deeply immersed in the mysterious charm.
Feng Yun replied softly: "...Chu Hong."
(End of chapter)
