History of the Great Zhou Dynasty

Da Tingguo, 321 years of the Chinese calendar, summer——

 The Lord of the Great Court - Huai Bo, died. Complete version 520.

The emperor of the Zhou Dynasty is named above, and his posthumous title is proposed to be Uncle Yang of Dating. His son Su will inherit the earldom and be called Uncle Su.

 Su Bozi-lie, the legitimate son of Dating.

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"Da da da." In the capital of Dating, outside the Palace of Classics, an old man wearing a white dress and a crown came in a hurry, stepping lightly on the bluestone floor tiles.

 Behind him were several soldiers in red armor robes, all serious and serious.

At this time, the old man stepped forward and the long strip of knee-covering between the skirts swayed and stopped.

 "Well done, Uncle Zong!" A group of young people gathered around and bowed their hands to the old man like disciples.

 Zong Bo - an official position, a great official in the country.

 Zong Bo looked at the group of young people wearing curvy robes outside the palace wall, swept his clothes on their clothes, and nodded slightly.

 But one of them... was actually wearing a straight skirt.

The robe with a straight hem is straight and simple at the bottom, and the trouser legs are easily exposed. Although it is light, it is a bit inelegant in serious places. It is an everyday garment, and today is the day when I come to the palace for assessment and fulfill my duty to guard Tibetan history.

This is disrespectful and disrespectful.

 Zong Bo waved his sleeves slightly.

The soldiers guarding the place immediately stepped forward to expel the person. The young people nearby lowered their heads and secretly laughed, laughing at the person for being stupid and dressing casually on such an occasion.

 “Uncle Zong forgives.”

This man in a straight-skirted robe turned out to be a young man. He looked a little draggy when wearing this robe, which obviously didn't fit him. If he hadn't been of a decent height, he probably wouldn't have been able to get in.

　　"The boy's confession is actually because his family is poor, so he has no choice but to do it. Search xs520.co" The young man raised his eyes, his face was nervous, and he couldn't help but look at Uncle Zong.

Zongbo frowned slightly, but when he heard the young man's clear voice, like a spring breeze, his expression couldn't help but relax.

 Looking at him again, he saw that this young man was handsome, with jade-like complexion and calm demeanor. A look of satisfaction flashed in Uncle Zong's eyes.

The rest of the people were filled with hatred when they saw this son's appearance. Nowadays, the Zhou Dynasty governs the country with etiquette, and gentlemen are supreme. People like Feng Yun, who are as beautiful as jade, look gentle and happy, but how can they look like crooked melons and cracked jujubes?

Comparable.

"Mr. Zongbo, this boy is dressed disrespectfully. No matter how handsome he looks, he is afraid of something bad inside." A man next to him came forward respectfully, bowed his head and shouted.

 Zongbo frowned again.

 He did not go to see the man, but asked the young man.

 “What is the name?”

The young man smiled brightly: "Feng Yun."

“Feng family, Yun…are you from the maternal family?” The old man’s expression became more tolerant.

The others were stunned and felt bitter in their hearts. The country of Da Ting was originally the Da Ting clan. Later, due to the Great Zhou Dynasty destroying the Shang Dynasty, they were granted the title of Dafeng Mountain, so they changed the name to the Dafeng clan and shortened it to the Feng clan.

At this time, the Feng family is holding the country, even if it is a distant branch, but under this family, as long as Feng Yun's assessment results are not bad, he can have Feng Yun's position.

“I don’t know, I only know it’s the Feng family.” Feng Yun answered truthfully.

"Oh..." Uncle Zong's expression remained normal, but he didn't ask any more questions.

"Come in together..." Uncle Zong turned around, but said again: "Those who just followed the path of a villain and have an unstable mind will be thrown away."

 “No!” The soldier next to him grabbed the man and took him outside.

The man wanted to cry out, but the soldier covered his mouth. Remember the whole book~520 reading, website: xs520.

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 Shouting in the palace, don’t die!

But Feng Yun followed a group of young people and went to the palace with Zong Bo.

　　When we arrived at the place, it was an open-air square. It was not big, but there were many bamboo mats spread out. On top of the bamboo mats was a low table with several rolls of bamboo slips on the low table.

Feng Yun and the others found a bamboo mat, knelt down and waited for Uncle Zong.

Zongbo also had a low table in front of him, but it looked much more sophisticated.

He picked up a scroll of bamboo slips, spread it out and said, "I will read a word, and you will write a word. Then one by one, I will come forward and ask questions. After answering, I will wait aside. The assessment can be completed today."

 “Promise…” Everyone bowed their heads in agreement.

 “Listen to the first word—heaven.”

　　　天, a horizontal line represents the top, and a person supporting a hand hanging down below is the character "天" in seal script.

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Feng Yun held a writing brush, dipped it in black ink and began to write on the bamboo slips...

well!

Feng Yun sighed in his heart. In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person. He graduated not long ago, and he was not a major in ancient literature. It was difficult for him to write this seal script, let alone write it.

 But this person is a commoner and has no access to the knowledge of this era.

Even if the mystery in the womb is broken and this person inherits this life, he will not be able to get help from the memories of the past sixteen years.

It was not easy for him to piece together and learn a few seal scripts based on the few bamboo slips he kept at home, but the number of characters in his mouth was increasing.

 His little calligraphy may not be enough to pass the test...

“Whether it passes or not depends on the subsequent questions and answers.”

Feng Yun lowered his head and did not listen to the words Zongbo read out. He just wrote down all the seal characters he knew.

 Then he stared at the blank space on the bamboo slips.

But it was a fragmentary image in Zai Wang's mind - an ancient scroll, which looked like a panel.

Name: Feng Yun

Talent:Zhongdao-Zhuanwen Bamboo Piece

 Main occupation: common people

 Sub-career: None

 Professional attributes:

 Labour:20

 Occupational magic: Seal script (incomplete)

 …

 It is a very simple panel, and there is nothing to add to it. In terms of tasks, it just shows his current state.

 The only thing that is different is the magic...

  Strange people and different skills.

This is a fantasy world, where ordinary people will be born with natural talents and become strange people.

 Yongshu is a method formed by absorbing the strange power from all things.

Talent is either literary or martial arts, or it is Qi refining and cultivation...

 Spells are also general, but with the blessing of talent, everyone has their own preference.

As for Feng Yun, his talent appeared when he traveled through time...or in other words, broke through the mystery in the womb and awakened the memory of his past life.

　　　　——Transform the Tao into seeds and cultivate them with your body.

 Easy to understand, it means binding something with Taoist rhyme, and gaining insights over time and experience, just like a seed, breaking out of its shell, sprouting, blooming and bearing fruit, directly pointing to the extreme of a saint.

Feng Yun’s family was suffering from the bitter cold, so the characters on the remaining pieces of bamboo had a Taoist rhyme. He was able to learn these seal scripts very quickly because of this technique.

 But not enough...

The appointment of Shou Zangshi in the Palace of Classical Books is the only opportunity he can seize now.

If you can enter this palace, not only you can step from the first-class common people to the rank of nobles, but you can also take a look at the ancient books in the palace, which will be of great benefit to Feng Yun's growth.

 This time, this is the only way.

 “Feng Yun...come here, boy.” Uncle Zong was already calling from ahead.

Feng Yun’s position is neither advanced nor backward, but because of what happened before, he is the one who attracts the most attention at this time.

 He anxiously picked up the bamboo slip in front of him and handed it to Uncle Zong.

 Zong Bo had a good impression of him. In this era, if a man is good-looking or outstanding, he will be appreciated.

But Zongbo's face sank slightly after seeing the seal script written by Feng Yun.

Feng Yun’s writing is messy, his literacy is not up to standard at all, and his handwriting is boneless and windless, as if he is a beginner.

With such an assessment, if Feng Yun wasn't really good-looking and had the surname Feng, Uncle Zong would have scolded him angrily.

Thinking that Feng Yun might be here to join in the fun.

 He ​​opened his mouth, not wanting to ask questions. He just wanted Feng Yun to leave quickly and not cause any trouble here.

 But Feng Yun was the first to say: "There are no books at home, only a few bamboo slips. I really only know these words, but I learn very quickly. I hope Uncle Zong will give me a chance to answer."

 Just an answer, not an acceptance.

Uncle Zong looked at Feng Yun, nodded slightly and said, "Well, you are here because of fate, so I will give you an answer."

 “You said, why is Xizhuo now in my court?”

Zongbo didn't expect Feng Yun to give an answer. He just wanted to see if Feng Yun paid attention to the affairs of the court, or if he was just a mediocre person who was just getting by.