Chapter 168 Mi Shu Mi Yue
The theory of Sanlv was temporarily extinguished in "There is already Sun Shu'ao as the king to balance the clans, and there cannot be another Feng Lord to suppress it...".
…
But after a day, thunder and rain continued, and the sky turned dark, even the wind did not notice it.
It was only when the maid stepped forward and lit a few more oil lamps that Feng Yun suddenly understood from the book.
Looking at it, Feng Yun said: "Are you from the palace?"
This woman is strange...
"Jun Feng, the previous servant was clumsy, so I replaced him with a maid to serve Mr. Feng. If Mr. Feng needs it, he can command the maid..."
Feng Yun nodded...
"Fengjun, Fengjun!"
Pretty boy?
Feng Yun raised his eyes and looked into the distance. As the voice became clearer and clearer, he saw a big man rushing into the Palace of Classics and threw himself in front of Feng Yun.
"Master Feng, the barbarian baby is guilty!"
"Woo...suck, woo...suck..."
The boy kept choking and sobbing uncontrollably, but he did not ask Feng Yun for forgiveness.
"Alas, it's no use blaming you this time. Just think about yourself and don't be so reckless next time if you encounter an emergency."
"Manba knows, ugh..."
The baby kept crying, convulsing and bursting into tears.
Feng Yun had no choice but to put down the silk book in his hand - historical materials of Chu State.
He stood up and said: "It's night, come with me to the side hall to warm yourself by the fire and talk. The cold weather that day may also hurt you."
Manwa's eyes were full of guilt, wiping her tears, she followed Feng Yun.
Entering the palace, Qu Yuan was still copying the words of "The Kingdoms: Baiyue" on the yellow axe. When he saw the wind coming back, he was reluctant to leave, put down the yellow axe, and left.
After chatting with Man Wa for a long time in the palace, he asked his servant to tidy up a room in the backyard as a residence, and then let Man Wa go back to rest.
Feng Yun asked his maid to boil ginger water to relieve the cold.
When I fell asleep, I took out the scroll of Yu Qiang and thought about it carefully...
The ginger water was hot, and Feng Yun's eyelids also followed the technique of cultivating the Tao, looking at Yu Qiang, slowly closing them, and entered into a dream...
A night of silence.
When I got up again, it was already dawn.
"Shashasha..." Qu Yuan couldn't wait to come to the palace early and copied his words in a corner of the side hall.
Feng Yun exhaled a breath of turbid air and stood up from the couch. The coldness in his waist did not diminish, but became more intense.
Looking at Juan Yuqiang, Feng Yun gently rubbed his eyebrows.
There is something wrong with this image!
Feng Yun shook his head and sighed slightly: If he hadn't used the technique of cultivating the Tao to observe this phase, he would have been plotted against him.
In the aspect of Yu Qiang, the lines on the heart are wrong. If it is forced to move, the cold air will condense and affect the self, and the path will be evil.
"Master Feng is awake..." The maid came forward to wash and dress Feng Yun.
After everything was tidied up, Qu Yuan came to see the gift.
After that——
"Lord Feng, General Dou Lian will go out to defend the border today on behalf of Sima..."
At noon, Qu Yuan came quickly and told what he had heard and learned in court today.
Feng Yun nodded, but his face looked extremely pale.
Qu Yuan frowned and worried: "Is Mr. Feng sick?"
"It's not a disease, it's just that I've been fascinated by the books in the Palace of Classics these past few days."
"Ah..." Qu Yuan saluted: "A wise man like Feng Jun still wants to learn. Yuan Zhen sighed and did not dare to slack off!"
After speaking, Qu Yuan watched Huang Yue's words as usual.
At this time, there was a loud noise from outside.
He saw Sima Zhaoyang coming with a cough, and behind him was a slumped old man.
"Fengjun is at peace." Zhaoyang saluted.
Feng Yun returned the salute, and Qu Yuan on the side also stood up and saluted Zhaoyang.
When Zhaoyang saw the yellow ax in Qu Yuan's hand, there was surprise in his eyes, but it was fleeting.
"I wonder why Sima Zhaoyang came to seek permission?"
When Feng Yun spoke, the old man behind Zhaoyang lamented.
Only then did Zhaoyang take out a silk book, which said: "Fengjun is a virtuous man, and he is temporarily staying in Chu... The State of Chu wants to temporarily host Fengjun as a friend of the Palace of Classical Books, so that Fengjun can read the books."
"Friends of the Classics Palace?" Feng Yun had a smile in his eyes. Chu Jun had no intention of recruiting him into an official position, but he coincided with him.
Zhaoyang added: "Fengjun, this Mr. Shen Yinhua is temporarily the official of the Palace of Classics, presiding over the affairs of the first palace."
"Your Majesty, if Mr. Feng has any questions about Chu's classics, you can ask Mr. Shen Yinhua."
After saying that, he stepped back and allowed Shen Yinhua and Feng Yun to meet him.
The two of them bowed to each other.
"It's inconvenient for Zhaoyang to stay longer, so I'll take my leave."
After Zhaoyang left, Shen Yinhua also said goodbye to Feng Yun and left slowly. It seemed that he was not satisfied with the king's decision, and even felt sad.
"Mr. Feng, this Shen Yinhua was originally a senior official explaining the classics of Chu for you."
Qu Yuan frowned and sighed slightly: "It was previously rumored that Shen Yinhua was your master's teacher. This Shen Yinhua was still complacent. Now your Majesty has sent this person to the Classics Palace to guard himself..."
Feng Jun heard it and was slightly silent.
So did Qu Yuan.
Both of them knew that Chu Jun was dissatisfied with this statement, so he drove Shen Yinhua away.
Moreover, Feng Yun was confused and asked Shen Yinhua, also to promote Chu Jun.
After all, if Lord Ruofeng has asked Shen Yinhua, why shouldn't Lord Chu do the same?
Feng Yun found this funny again.
"Who in this world cannot be a teacher?"
"Farmers farm, merchants make wealth, workers are skilled in craftsmanship, and scholars are courteous. These are all wisdom. The so-called learning from others' strengths to make up for one's own needs is not something that needs to be difficult."
Feng Yun went to sit down, smiled lightly and shook his head.
"Tomorrow, I will go to Mr. Shen Yinhua to ask for advice. There is no need to worry about the things that his heart desires."
Qu Yuan, who was on the side, heard this and bowed his hands and said: "Feng Jun is still interested in learning."
So, another day.
Early in the morning, Feng Yun took Qu Yuan to look for Shen Yinhua.
At this time, Shen Yinhua was in a side hall, and there seemed to be a sound inside.
"Yin Hua, tell me, why did you provoke Fei Wuji?" An old and powerful voice came from the hall.
Before Feng Yun asked, Qu Yuan on the side said: "This is the voice of Mr. Wu She. Mr. Wu She is a young master and the wife of the princesses. He is a senior official and specializes in teaching gentlemen the six arts."
Feng Yun nodded, expressing understanding.
"Two gentlemen, Mr. Feng has come to see you." Qu Yuan stepped forward and saluted the two of them in greeting.
The two old gentlemen looked at each other.
Wu She looked at Shen Yinhua in surprise.
"Please enter the palace, Mr. Feng." Shen Yinhua waved his hand without hesitation.
Feng Yun entered the palace.
Salute to both gentlemen.
Then he took Qu Yuan to the table.
Taking a look at the banquet, Shen Yinhua's eyes were still full of sadness, but he tried his best to hide them, as if they were normal.
But Wu She looked at Feng Yun curiously.
"I wonder what Mr. Feng is looking for?" Shen Yinhua asked. For Mr. Feng, he respected his reputation as a virtuous person.
Feng Yun said bluntly: "I came to find Mr. Shen Yinhua because I hope to understand the history of Chu and see the splendor of Chu."
"History of Chu?" Shen Yinhua laughed at himself, but still raised his head slightly arrogantly, revealing his neatly trimmed beard, as if he was surprised.
"I heard that Mr. Feng has been in Chu for several days. I don't know how many Chu books I have read?"
Feng Yun was unaware of this arrogance. He did not come to learn this arrogance, but to learn knowledge.
"The characters of Chu are slightly different from the seal characters that I read when I was in the court. I didn't read much in the past few days. I only read from the source of Chu to the founding of Chu, but I read less after that."
"Then please tell Mr. Feng what is the origin of Chu?" Shen Yinhua subconsciously assumed the identity of the master and asked Feng Yun.
Feng Yun answered one by one: "Chu, its name is Xiong, and the surname is Mi. It is the ancient Zhu Rong - after Wu Hui."
"He was established at the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty and was granted the title of Viscount in Chu..."
Feng Yun slowly told, Shen Yinhua stroked his beard and nodded.
There was no praise or disparagement in what Feng Yun said, and he told it truthfully, which made Shen Yinhua quite fond of him.
Wu She listened carefully and nodded. But when he looked sideways, he saw two small heads floating behind the screen. Seeing this, Wu She had a look of helplessness in his eyes.
After Feng Yun finished speaking, Shen Yinhua said: "Master Feng, you already know the history of Chu State very well, and you are impartial. This is the best way to learn history..."
"Bang!"
"What's the sound?" Qu Yuan stood up, came behind the screen, and caught the two little girls.
"Two princesses, why are they here?" Qu Yuan was confused.
Wu She said at this time: "I came to the Palace of Classics today to ask Mr. Yin Hua for help from the two princesses."
"I originally asked the two princesses to wait in the Palace of Classical Books, but they didn't want to." Wu She looked at Feng Yun. It was self-evident that he came to see Feng Yun.
"Mi Yue, meet Mr. Feng." The slightly younger princess, five or six years old, looked at Feng Yun with her big eyes, looking at her carelessly. Her eyes were lively, but she didn't make anyone feel that she was harboring any suspicion.
I just feel cute and innocent.
The other princess, who was slightly older, seven or eight years old, bowed slightly to Feng Yun, behaved politely, and was careful to be shy. She did not dare to look at Feng Yun, but said softly: "Mi Shu, meet Lord Feng."
"Yun, I have met the two princesses of Chu."
Miyue…Mishu…
Feng Yun sounded familiar, but couldn't remember it.
Mi Yue and Mi Shu were embarrassed when Feng Yun saluted them.
"Haha." Wu She laughed.
"The two princesses usually play tricks on me, but this is not the case." As he said that, he looked at Shen Yinhua and said, "Mr. Yinhua, what I am telling you..."
Hearing this, Shen Yinhua first asked: "What do you say, Your Majesty? You know very well that it is because of...that I was asked to come to the Palace of Classics."
Wu She nodded slightly.
"I have informed your Majesty, and Your Majesty has also agreed to allow the two princesses to learn rituals and music from Mr. Yin Hua... In Your Majesty's opinion, your talents in rituals and music are the most decent in the Chu Kingdom."
Hearing this, Shen Yinhua burst into tears and sighed slightly.
"It is my duty to teach the princess."
After all, it can be regarded as accepting two princesses.
On Feng Yun's side, Shen Yinhua struggled in his eyes, thought over and over again, and finally said: "Master Feng, I have finally tasted the pain of a false reputation."
"It's not bad to be in the Palace of Classics now. I can read the classics of Chu and learn about the truth."
"As for your desire to learn about the history of Chu from Yu, in Yu's opinion, it is unnecessary. However, while I am teaching the princess, if you have time, you can come and discuss the history of Chu with me."
Feng Yun's eyes flashed slightly, and he understood that Shen Yinhua had already made a choice. He wanted to stay in the Palace of Classics rather than go to Lord Chu.
Then Feng Yun cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Shen Yinhua."
Seeing this, Wu She said: "The old man left first. Your Majesty ordered me to go to Shaodi to assist Mr. Sun Shuao in managing the water affairs. Now I have to leave."
"You do have something to do." Shen Yinhua laughed, not leaving Wu She alone.
After Wu She left, Shen Yinhua began to arrange slaves and maids to take care of the study of etiquette and music.
As for Feng Yun, he also temporarily returned to the Palace of Classics to look at the classics, and will prepare to discuss the history of Chu tomorrow.
…
As time passed, Feng Yun read the ancient books of Chu in the Palace of Classical Books, and saw a lot of wise words, and his various techniques improved, so that the Taoism of Taoism was accumulated a lot.
As for the seal around his waist, it was vaguely broken.
"This appearance of Yu Qiang is vaguely related to the "Book of Mountains and Seas·Pictures"."
Exhale a breath of cold air.
In the dream of visualization, Feng Yun had already seen Yu Qiang's back. After he could see Yu Qiang completely, he could also start to summon Yu Qiang's appearance and blessing body like Zhao Yang.
This Chu country's background had unknowingly opened such a hole to Feng Yun.
"Fengjun... Yue'er and sister are about to take the exam."
When Feng Yun was reading a book, he heard a voice next to his ear.
"I wish Princess Yue and Princess Shu that all the rituals and music will be successful." Feng Yun said softly, and opened another bamboo slip in his hand to compare it with the silk book.
"Oh, Mr. Feng is too perfunctory. I have to go see Yue'er and sister for the assessment." Mi Yue shook Feng Yun's arm.
Feng Yun was helpless, this Mi Yue was more direct than Li Yue when she was in Baiyue due to her young age.
"Go." Feng Yun stood up, put the book away, and then followed Mi Yue.
At this time, Mi Shu was already practicing in the hall, and there was a slight stumbling sound from the guqin.
"Hmm..." Feng Yun nodded. In the past month, Feng Yun had accompanied him and he had gained a certain understanding of the basics of music, and he also had some knowledge of the appreciation of music.
Mi Shu played the new song given three days ago. Being able to play it now shows that she has a solid foundation and has made great progress.
"Princess Yue, do you think Mi Shu plays better or you play better?"
Mi Yue looked bitter.
"Of course it's Sister Shu, it would be great if I can play the sound."
Feng Yun smiled and took Mi Yue into the palace.
At this time, Mr. Shen Yinhua has not arrived yet.
When Mi Shu saw Feng Yun, her face turned red. She stood up to greet him and said with a salute: "Good morning, Mr. Feng."
Just like before, they behaved themselves, but since they had known each other for a month, they were not too shy at this time.
"Great progress, Princess Shu."
Mi Shu smiled softly after being praised by Feng Yun.
But Mi Yue had already come to the guqin and started playing the guqin with her own ideas. Her voice was hoarse and hard to listen to.
"Fengjun, why are you laughing..." Mi Yue glared. She was only six years old, so her glare at this time was quite interesting.
"Why don't Fengjun come and play? Sister Shu and I have never heard Fengjun play." Mi Yue rolled her eyes and said: "Everyone praises Fengjun for his virtue. I guess Fengjun must also be very good at music."
Get good at it."
The Six Arts of a Gentleman, this is the basic standard for a gentleman in all countries at this time, Mi Yue and Mi Shu are looking forward to it.
But Feng Yun... never learned the guqin.
Feng Yun was not embarrassed, and said with a smile: "I am stupid, have little learning, and don't know the music."
It has only been two years since Feng Yun broke through the mystery in his womb and recovered the memory of his previous life. Most of his studies were practical strategies and ideas of governing the country, but he never paid attention to music and music.
In other words, instead of studying music, for him at this time, it would be better to read historical records, military books, geography and humanities.
"Ah... Mr. Feng doesn't know music?" Mi Yue was stunned.
Mi Shu on the side also covered her mouth, unable to believe it.
"Don't believe it?" Feng Yun came to the guqin and raised his hand because he was watching Shen Yinhua teach Mi Yue and Mi Shu very well, but when he picked the strings, he made a sound that was even harder to hear than Mi Yue's.
.
Whether the pitch is high or low, it does not form a melody and is not enjoyed by people.
"Fengjun?"
At the door, Shen Yinhua couldn't believe it and stared blankly, looking straight at Feng Yun's hands.
"When I approached, I thought it was Princess Yue who was impatient and upset, but I didn't expect that Lord Feng...actually..."
Shen Yinhua stuttered, seemingly unable to recover from the state of being just now.
"How come Mr. Feng doesn't know how to play music? This is the courtesy of a gentleman...and you are also Mr. Feng, a virtuous person with a reputation far and wide?"
()
This chapter has been completed!