History of the Great Zhou Dynasty

Feng Yun looked at it and said in a deep voice: "No need. [Remember the domain name of this website ｓ５20.co

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 At this time, he did not want to talk to Dazai.

 Da Zai smiled and looked at the bamboo slips in Sima's hand.

 “Leave it to me.”

 Sima heard this and threw it away.

 Dazai smiled slightly and took it.

 Zongbo stood up on the side.

"allow…"

"Uncle Zong..." Feng Yun was quite kind to Uncle Zong.

Zong Bo said: "It has only been a month, but you have become more and more stable."

Feng Yun said: "After seeing the virtues of the ancestors of the Yue Kingdom, I also have a lot of understanding of etiquette."

The two of them were still about to talk, but then Uncle Sub arrived.

 Let’s give it up.

 "Good morning, Your Majesty..." All the scholars and officials bowed slightly.

"Situ is back..." Uncle Su had a smile on his face, looking at Feng Yun standing in the middle, and deliberately flattered him to win him over.

But Feng Yun just gave a cold expression and said: "Yun lived up to his trust and escorted Young Master Lie into Yue. He was sent as an ambassador to Yue for more than a month and tried his best to show his prestige..."

Feng Yun briefly recounted his deeds in the Yue Kingdom. The more the scholar-officials around him listened, the more their expressions changed.

 “Yunqing is talking about "Fu of Dayu"?"

 A national destiny treasure cannot be achieved through prestige. It must be recognized by a country before it can be achieved.

Feng Yun, as an envoy of the Great Court, obtained a rare treasure of fortune from the Yue Kingdom. From this point of view, the word "Feng Jun" is not false. The whole version is 520.????

"This is the "Fu of Dayu"." Feng Yun took out the Fu, and the national destiny circulating on it could not be faked, but it was far away from the country of Yue, and these national destiny had little impact.

"Okay, okay!" Uncle Su looked at Feng Yun expectantly, as if he wanted to take a look.

But Feng Yun turned his hand and pressed it, but he had no such intention.

Displeasure flashed in Uncle Sub's eyes.

"Ahem..." Dazai coughed. He had already opened the bamboo slip, seemingly surprised, but also suspicious.

“Da Zai, but the Yue Kingdom wants a lot of food and is extremely greedy?” Someone asked, which made the scholar-officials present look grim, and Uncle Su on the stage was also a little worried.

 Da Zai was silent, rolled up the bamboo slips, and thought for a moment.

 “Dazai?” Zongbo was confused.

“Let’s talk later.” Dazai said silently and looked at Feng Yun.

 Later talk?

Isn’t it the reason why everyone is gathered together today to talk about the need for food across the country?

“Situ, I think you have something to say.” Dazai stood up from his seat and looked directly at Feng Yun.

 Feng Yun raised his eyes to face each other.

 Then he took off the ben crown on his head.

 The black hair is unbound and scattered.

“Ah!” In the main hall, voices of surprise arose one after another. It caused panic for a while.

The whole hall looked at Feng Yun in disbelief.

How could he be so rude?

"What are you doing, Situ!" Uncle Su was furious. Feng Yun's behavior was no less than a slap in the face!

 Zong Bo sighed and closed his eyes.

He had just praised Feng Yun for his calmness, but now he was so unwise.

 If you want to leave, just leave quietly...

 Immediately, he thought of something and looked at Dazai. Update faster xs520.

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 There was no surprise in Dazai's eyes, but appreciation, real appreciation.

 “Does Situ want to resign and leave?”

Dazai’s voice was unhurried and he stared at Feng Yun closely.

Feng Yun said: "More than that."

“Oh?” Dazai laughed, then walked out of his seat and came to Feng Yun.

“Are you still a member of my court?” Dazai stared into Feng Yun’s eyes.

 Feng Yun’s eyes did not move.

“Da Ting is the mother country, and I dare not forget it. However, although the country is a country, it is difficult for people to be human beings.”

“Don’t say that it’s good for the country, and it’s good to harm one person...Why don’t you do the harm to one person?”

Feng Yun's body was filled with literary energy, just like the sun rising in the sky. The whole hall was faintly swaying due to the oppression of literary energy.

 “You are so bold Situ, how dare you show off your literary skills!” The chamberlain looked at Uncle Su who groaned, and hurriedly scolded him.

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Feng Yun glanced at Uncle Su.

 “Won’t Dazai do anything to stop it?”

 Dazai smiled.

"Fengjun has a country in his heart, so how can he do things that are harmful to the country?"

Feng Yun said: "No one person can make the final decision in the court. At this time, there are only one person in the court, and so is the country."

Feng Yun's aura condensed, and the surrounding Wen Qi volleyed into a large sword emitting white light.

 The pressure in everyone's hearts dissipated, but the panic in their hearts did not weaken at all.

It's okay for those who are innate, but those scholars and officials who are under innate, looking at it, it is clear that they cannot resist.

If this sword is pointed at them, it will be dangerous!

“Situ, why do you need to be so angry?” Someone advised him.

“Uncle Zong, please advise Situ!”

 But Zongbo closed his eyes and said nothing, paying no attention to him.

Sima, on the other hand, looked like he was watching the show.

Looking at the shivering Su Bo on the stage, he still got up and came before Su Bo to safeguard the dignity of the monarch in the court.

Uncle Sub looked at the burly Sima in front of him, and his trembling shoulders calmed down a little.

"Situ...Does Situ want to rebel against the court?"

Subbo recalled in his mind what Dazai had said before, that Feng Yun was afraid of treason. At this time, seeing Feng Yun take off his crown, he was angry. Isn't it consistent?

“Situ... don’t think that just because you have the reputation of Fengjun in the Yue Kingdom, you can also be majestic in the court!”

 “Sima, capture him.”

Sima frowned slightly.

"Fengjun." Dazai said: "You said I was wrong, but you sacrificed one person to save the whole court."

 “I am sorry for the trouble, but it is by no means a reason for Fengjun to treason!”

 A strong literary aura erupted from Dazai's body.

Besides the literary spirit, there is also a layer of great luck, which elevates Dazai's literary spirit to the innate realm.

Feng Yun looked forward and said resolutely: "I also have national destiny!"

 A stream of luck came from all directions and enveloped Feng Yun. In an instant, it also pushed Feng Yun's literary spirit to the innate.

When Sub Bo saw it, he was extremely surprised.

He didn't expect that Feng Yun already knew about luck and could control it.

but.

"The Situ of the Great Court, Yun, was not successful in his mission and paid no attention to the Great Court. Now he is arrogant and arrogant in the palace. I will abolish him today and demote him to a commoner!"

 Buzz!

 Feng Yun's luck was shaken.

Above the main hall, there is a whirlpool of luck, in which emerge an illusory winged snake and an illusory book "Zhou Rites".

 The winged snake, this is the totem of the Da Ting Feng clan - the soaring snake!

 The book "Zhou Rites", this is the national system of Da Ting - the ritual system!

In just an instant, the whirlpool of luck sucked away the luck above Feng Yun's head.

When Feng Yun saw this, he was not timid or offered any resistance.

 This is the authority that the king of a country can exercise.

He was about to resign and leave the court. What was the use of this luck? Instead, he was burdened by it.

“Situ of Da Ting was sent as an envoy to Yue, but Da Zai thought that Yue Jun was having sex with men, so he asked Situ’s relatives to hold him hostage, and ordered them to get close enough to assassinate Yue Jun.”

 “I wonder if Dazai can recognize it?”

Feng Yun said coldly.

The scholar-bureaucrats who heard about it were dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

 Zongbo's closed eyes were slightly frowned, and he looked at Dazai in disbelief.

Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly. He really didn't expect Feng Yun to say this in public.

 How could he recognize it?

"Sword of Ceremony!" Feng Yun saw that Dazai didn't answer, and then the sword of ceremony swayed.

The ceremonial sword above the head is sharply slashing at the luck above Dazai Wenqi.

"In the Great Court, ritual is the system of the country. I am a former Situ, and I am also the governor of envoys. I see how poor the great minister is, and now I use the ritual sword to correct the etiquette!"

"Da Ting, Feng is the royal family. I am a member of Da Ting and a descendant of the Feng family. I suffered the disaster of Da Ting. Now I use the ceremonial sword to question his heart!"

Zhou Li is what stabilizes the power of the emperor, princes, and scholar-bureaucrats, but it is also a shackle!

Today's ceremonial sword does not hurt the flesh, nor punish the bones, but only debates whether it is a great slaughter, whether it has a clear conscience, harming the descendants of the Feng family, whether it violates the Zhou rites, and does not care about the emperor and his ministers!

 “Bang!”

There was a loud noise, and the luck above Dazai's head suddenly plummeted!