"Da Zai'an, Zong Bo'an..."
Da Bu looked flustered. When he came to the palace, he didn't care whether Feng Yun was there or not. After greeting Uncle Zong, the chief minister, he hurriedly said, "The military attack is about to begin!"
Zongbo frowned. Complete version of the book?????????.????
Da Zai was calm. He waved his hand and asked Da Bu to sit down.
Dabu knelt down and hurriedly explained: "I apologize... Last night, it was covered by a dark curtain, so there was no need to look at the sky, but when Uncle Zong came to call, I discovered that a corner of the dark curtain was revealed, revealing the image of Kuisu!"
"This matter is another matter. You have solved the celestial phenomenon for one day, but do you have any explanation?" Zongbo said indifferently.
Dabu lowers his head.
“Kuisu is the first of the seven stars in the west, with a total of sixteen stars in the shape of a mouth. It is a wood elephant, so it is called Kuimulang.” He explained the origin of Kuimulang to several people.
The great divination expert explained the celestial phenomena and said: "Kui hosts auspicious stars, but they are looming, only the main star appears, and it appears alone, which is a sign of foraging."
"The arsenal of the master Kui's arsenal is equipped with weapons, armor, swords and spears. It is the pavilion of Goudu, a place of wind, rain, thunder and lightning. Now Kui heads out alone... I am afraid that there will be misfortune in the court, and an army will be launched."
After saying this, Dabu was extremely frightened.
"I have seen so much. If there are stars tonight... I still need to see them again!"
Even Feng Yun saw that this divination was...general.
It was like reading from the script, without giving the answers Zongbo and Dazai wanted at all.
Now that the Yue Kingdom and Dating are in this state, they have already recruited troops. Is there any need to talk about the appearance of military conquest?
Zongbo said quietly: "Go down, write a brief summary of stargazing, and hand it to your Majesty."
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When Dabu walked back, Dazai laughed and cursed: "A guy who lives on the wealth of the country but has no talent. The whole country??????????.????"
If it weren't for divination to provide reasons for their actions, Uncle Zong and the others wouldn't need any great divination at all.
Da Zai said: "Young boy Yun, go back and study hard... I have a copy of the Thirty-Six Hexagrams of Da Ting, which is based on the last four hexagrams of my own "Zhouyi". I will have someone send it to you later."
Hearing this, before Feng Yun said anything, Uncle Zong said, "I still haven't thanked Dazai yet."
Feng Yun could only thank Da Zai.
“Okay, let’s go, I need to go outside the city to see Sima before setting off tomorrow.” With that said, Da Zai stood up.
Zongbo sighed slightly.
“He is just too stubborn.”
Feng Yun didn’t listen and just went out.
By the time we left the Tax Palace, it was already dark...
“Senior Sergeant Li, I will take you back.” A corporal from the Tax Palace came out with an oil lamp and handed it to Feng Yun.
Feng Yun nodded in thanks.
“Why is Wu Zhengshi nowhere to be seen?”
Going back to the Palace of Classics, Wu Zhengshi was nowhere to be seen.
And there was even less sound of patrols.
“Bang…” Feng Yun tripped over something.
“Ah!” the corporal who came with Feng Yun exclaimed.
“Guard?”
There was a guard lying on the ground, and Feng Yun illuminated it with an oil lamp. Many guards in the corner fainted and fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Feng Yun felt a little bit of danger.
“Hurry, go and notify Uncle Zong.” Feng Yun ordered the corporal whose legs were already weak.
The corporal became excited and hurriedly ran to the Tax Palace...
"Is it possible that Wu Zhengshi wants to steal the military books in the inner room?"
Feng Yun frowned slightly. Update faster xs520.
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It’s not surprising that Feng Yun thought this way, chivalrous men broke the rules with martial arts, and Wu Zhengshi was a knight-errant before he became Cheng Zongbo’s guest.
Rangers, many scholar-bureaucrats in the Great Zhou Dynasty would recruit them as guards, and the rangers would also use this to break away from the identity of a ranger and gain stability.
But it was clear that Takeshi wanted more.
He wanted to be a border commander and learn the art of war, rather than be a warrior who was no different from a guard.
“Alas.” Feng Yun couldn’t help but sigh.
“Dong dong dong…” This is the sound coming from the inner room!
“Sir, stop it!”
The voice of Masashi Takeshi!
Master?
The only people who can be called young masters in Da Ting are the descendants of the Da Ting clan.
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Feng Yun quickened his pace and came to the inner room.
They saw Wu Zhengshi covering his broken arm with blood streaming from his mouth. He fell in pain among the messy bamboo slips and was pointed at by a young man in his twenties with a sword.
In the inner room, another man in his twenties was constantly hacking at the bronze lock under Fuxi's portrait with a sword.
"Senior Yun, go find Dr. Zongbo, the young master is possessed by a demon!" Wu Zhengshi saw Feng Yun and shouted hurriedly.
Obsessed?
They saw that the so-called young master had dense scales growing on his arms and neck, and his eyes were red.
They are controlled!
No one paid any attention to Feng Yun's gaze and just kept hitting the bronze lock.
Another man came with a sword and wanted to kill Feng Yun.
Wu Zhengshi held back the severe pain and suddenly moved out. It turned out that he was bursting with essence and blood, trying to block Feng Yun.
“Let’s go quickly, Sergeant Yun!”
The young master swung his sword, and another huge blood mark appeared on Wu Zhengshi's chest!
“Wake up!” Feng Yun used his literary spirit to control the envoy’s scolding skills.
A huge sound wave of literary energy was directed towards this man.
“Bang…” Unexpectedly, the sword fell from his hand.
“Ah!” The man covered his head and kept roaring.
“Yiren, have you become a stranger?” Wu Zhengshi fell to the ground, lost his right arm and sword, and was injured again. At this time, he could no longer help Feng Yun, and could only watch in surprise as Feng Yun used Wen Qi to fight against the enemy.
Looking at the power of this extraordinary man of literary talent.
“Bang!” The lock breaks!
A gust of cold wind blew out.
In order to take away the lives of these two young men, the young man beside the lock voluntarily spread his arms, as if he were throwing himself into the arms of his mother.
“Wei Ji Gua—the art of not being full but lacking!”
The wind came, but it did not help. It barely touched the two young masters, and was scattered by a countercurrent.
“Ang!” A sharp scream came from the secret room.
It turned into a sudden wind and hit me again. There was confusion in this wind, like a gust of wind, trying to swallow up Feng Yun and become an existence like the two young masters.
“Wei Ji Gua!” Feng Yun used all his literary energy to resist the Gu wind!
“Hoo!” Before he could finish, the rule of never succeeding enveloped the four people in the room.
The wind blew by without touching a single person, not even the corners of his clothes were lifted up by the wind.
But the whole inner room was filled with the sound of wind. Rows of bookshelves were blown down by the sudden wind, and the bamboo slips that Feng Yun had tidied up for several days were in a mess.
At this time, Feng Yun had no energy to pay attention to the bamboo slips. He was still a little short of being a third-rate scholar, but it was just a little bit, just like a chasm in the sky.
His Weiji Gua can no longer hold up.
He stepped back slowly.
He will leave the room before he stops.
Since we can’t save him, we have no choice but not to save him. Preserving himself is the first priority.
At this time——
“How brave!”
“Town!”
Followed by Uncle Zong's voice, a chain of condensed literary energy came and rushed into the secret room in the inner room.
The wind Gu instantly fell to the ground and disappeared.
Feng Yun saw clearly that the chain was originally composed of seal characters. Judging from the handwriting, there were some words from the "Rites", but there was also a core part, which should be the "Li" of Zhou, which Feng Yun was not allowed to read.
This is Zongbo’s way.
This lock is Zongbo’s ceremonial lock.
“Bang!” The door of the secret room slammed shut, and Uncle Zong’s figure also appeared in the inner room.
He glanced at the two young men who had fallen on the ground, his eyes cold.
Looking at the weak warrior with a broken arm on the ground, he showed anger.
Looking at Feng Yun, who had just consolidated his literary spirit and skills, his expression changed from dissatisfaction to a hint of joy.
“Okay, but it’s a life and death crisis, and I have extraordinary powers!”
Zong Bo nodded with satisfaction, but gave Feng Yun the reason why he became a stranger.
Behind him, the chief could not see his body, but his voice had already arrived.
"Iren, another stranger has appeared in our court, and he is still a descendant of my Feng family. It is true that God has blessed my court!"
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