History of the Great Zhou Dynasty

Sima of the State of Yue has been out suppressing floods. Naturally, he knew the importance of Feng Yun's "Ode to Dayu" for this flood control. At this time, he heard that Yue Jun had no intention of inviting Feng Yun to help him. Full version 520.

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"Your Majesty, now that the country is in turmoil, don't let a small thing cost you a big thing!" Sima deeply admired him. He was a member of the clan. He grew up with Yuejun since childhood. He just went around looking for fun. He didn't have many talents, because he had a little martial arts training.

The clan surname just became Sima.

 However, since he became Sima and came into contact with Yuejun, his views on a country have also changed.

At this time, he knew very well that Yuejun was unwilling to let Feng Yun help because Feng Yun had lost face to Yuejun and caused slander among the people of Yue.

 However, now that the country of Yue is confronting many countries, how can it do whatever it wants?

Yue Jun snorted with sleepy eyes, not paying attention to the words of this younger brother who in his impression did not have much knowledge.

"Don't forget that he is an envoy from the Great Court. How can he help me cross the country? Please retreat."

Hearing the sound, the standing Sima became cold all over. He looked at the scholar-bureaucrats around him, hoping that they could advise the king, but no one looked at him, and they all hid.

 When he looked up again, Yuejun had already left.

The surrounding scholar-bureaucrats sighed deeply and filed out. They felt relieved that the flood would not harm Kuaiji.

 Sima stood up.

"Sima..." Dabu looked at Sima quietly and said: "Situ Dating is unwilling to help, but the "Fu of Dayu" in his hand is of great use."

Sima was stunned for a moment, and then stared at Dabu suspiciously, but the flood was imminent, so he could only snort and leave quickly. Update faster xs520.

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“Situ Da Ting is now in the Dianji Palace...” The voice of Da Ting came from behind Sima, and Sima’s steps became faster and faster.

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“The bird is regarded as a protective god by Yue people, and it is also a bird totem.”

In one night, Feng Yun had already painted all the "Mountains and Seas" of the Yue Kingdom, and was still filling in the relevant deeds that he knew as supplements.

 This is a more detailed book than the modern "Shan Hai Jing".

However, it is very incomplete and only records the Qingqiu Fox Kingdom, Chaoyang Valley, the deeds of Dayu and a kind of blue bird named Ye.

 After the book was completed, Feng Yun's literary style improved slightly.

After rolling up the silk book, Feng Yun said: "I should have some reward for getting the letter from the Yue Kingdom."

 Sergeant Fan, who was sleepy at the side, yawned and said: "Situ's "Dayu Fu" is already a good reward."

 Looking outside, there are dark clouds.

 Looking at the "Fu of Dayu" in Feng Yun's hand, the light on it is extraordinary, and it is now a national treasure.

 Shangshi Fan said: "There are four paths in the world, the upper path is to practice qi, the lower path is to practice martial arts, and there are two right paths."

 “One is literature and the other is luck.”

“Literati rely on a country to seek fortune, and use contracts to assist literary practice, while a country uses luck to gather people, multiply, and become self-strengthening.”

Feng Yun listened quietly to Sergeant Fan's words, but was a little confused. Search xs520.

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He said: "I am a Situ of Dating. Although Dating is weak, it still has luck. Why don't I have much luck to protect me?"

Feng Yun’s foundation is still weak. He just selectively learns it. Taking the most basic Six Arts of a Gentleman as an example, he doesn’t know enough.

 He did not have time to understand clearly the way of luck.

"Luck... you can't explain this clearly in books." Seeing Feng Yun's appearance, which was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, Sergeant Fan was a little dumbfounded.

“Situ should only have the name of Situ, but not the actual status of Situ, right?”

Hearing the sound, Feng Yun nodded.

 After he became Situ, he only read books in the Palace of Classical Books and did not really accept the affairs of state.

Sergeant Fan smiled and said: "That's right, it's only in name but not in reality, and it's not good luck."

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“If Situ wants to experience the help of luck to people of different arts and virtues, he still needs to be given the throne by the emperor, perform his duties, and be recognized by the country.”

After thinking for a while, Sergeant Fan asked: "Situ, do you know how many congenital people and first-class people there are in the entire Yue Kingdom?"

Feng Yun shook his head slightly, and Sergeant Fan said: "Add the big divination, there are seven innates."

“And there is only one first-class person.” He said with a helpless smile.

 This one is him.

 “Why?” Innateness is above first-rate, but why is it less than innateness?

 Sgt. Fan explained: “This is how luck helps people with different literary skills.”

“Of course, martial arts can also be helped by luck.”

He laughed heartily: "Weird... the innate strangers in the country of Yue today can actually be called the lucky strangers who have been blessed by a high position in the country. They are innate with good luck."

“The stronger the country and the stronger its luck, the stronger its innate blessings will be, which will be of great benefit to its own cultivation of literature or martial arts.”

"These innate strangers in the Yue Kingdom, except for the great divination, as long as they are removed from their high positions, it won't take long and their luck will be lost, and they will all fall back to the first or second rate."

“So, people from the Yue country have more innate talents than those from the first class.” As he said that, he added in a low voice: “If I were from the Yue country, I might be able to get a glimpse of the innate luck.”

 But he is just a ceremonial sergeant.

 Having a position but no power, he is just in charge of books.

 Without great wisdom, it is difficult to become innate.

Hearing Sergeant Fan’s explanation, Feng Yun suddenly realized.

 Thinking of Da Ting, maybe Zong Bo and the others are also first-class in literature and have innate luck, otherwise Da Ting would not have only three great officials. The reason is that Da Ting's national fortune cannot support more high positions.

 The country of Yue is a big country, it can support more high positions, and the luck it gets will be stronger.

 This is where big countries and small countries find it difficult to compete not only with the forces at the bottom, but also with the forces at the top.

 Otherwise, if small countries gathered together and had dozens of innates, how could they not dare to unite against Yue?

 “Is there no pure innate talent for literature and art?”

 "A true innate talent for literature..." Sergeant Fan laughed.

“Compared with the true talent of literature and art, the talent obtained by relying on luck is the right way, but it is also helpless.”

“You have literary skills, but you have nowhere to put them to use, so what’s the use of writing? It’s hard for you to be recognized by literary skills.”

“Besides, if you can achieve innate Qi luck, you can also strengthen the literary arts. Using Qi luck to support the literary arts, you can achieve the innate nature. Why not do it?”

 After saying this, Sergeant Fan couldn’t stop laughing.

“True literature is difficult, difficult. Otherwise, why would so many educated people want to serve as monarchs?”

Feng Yun felt the desolation of Sergeant Fan.

I am also speechless at the control of this gentry class.

 The times create heroes. Now that the Zhou Dynasty has not completely become chaotic, it is not enough to create reckless heroes.

The Yue Kingdom was like this at this time. How could the nobles open their mouths when they were not in a desperate situation?

Feng Yun was in the court. If he were not the Feng family, he would probably be as depressed and frustrated as Master Fan, making it difficult for Zongbo to use him seriously.

Feng Yun shook his head slightly. The matter has come to this. There is no need to feel sorry for oneself. Everyone has their own path and difficulties, and of course there are gains.

 He got up, put all the "Shan Hai Tu" into the box, and locked it with a lock.

“There is still a copy of "Dayu's Twenty-Eight Stars" that I haven't read yet." Feng Yun remembered the book that Dabu first gave him.

On the other side, Sergeant Fan immediately found it and handed it to Feng Yun.

Feng Yun took the silk book and was about to take a look when he heard a commotion outside and then the sound of hurried and vigorous footsteps.

 “Young boy from Da Ting, follow me to control the water!”