Breakfast was made by Shi Yuling himself, Ying dared to eat the most, and even Xiao Ziyue was willing to bow down to the speed of grabbing food, Xiao Fangevil yelled at him, biting his trouser legs, and dragged him out, but he couldn't snatch the dishes and chopsticks in his hand.

For his own more food and more occupation, Ying dares to be resigned. The person who uses his brain is the most likely to get hungry, and he is now the brainchild of Mowgli, so he should eat a little more. Otherwise, you will be hungry, your brain will turn slowly, and you will have a lot of problems that are not well thought out.

For this undignified Seven Absolute Prince, including Wuji, everyone has no choice but to open one eye and close one eye.

When the real think tank Ling Hu Minzhi came, Ying dared to roll up his sleeves and was about to scrape the bottom of the pot, and that kind of vicious appearance made Hu Minzhi not react for a long time, thinking that he had gone to the wrong door and recognized the wrong person.

"What's the matter?" Wuji greeted while motioning for Jing Xiaoyang to go to the kitchen to take a look. "Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, eat a little here. ”

Ling Hu Minzhi looked at the half bowl of pot soup in Yingdang's hand and shook his head. He turned around and took the bookcase from Du Yu's hand and gently placed it in front of Wuji. "This is what Senior Brother asked me to bring to you. Senior Brother said, you are not in good health, you can't practice swords, so you can take a look at these rituals when you have time. ”

"Sacrifice?" Wuji put down his chopsticks, took a book from Ling Hu Minzhi's hand, and frowned: "Why are all words, not even a subpicture?"

"Are you a naturalist or a book in the room?" Ying dared to laugh: "You still want a picture!"

"How can you learn without a picture?" Wuji was annoyed. "It's better to hear than to see, and a thousand words is better than a picture, it's always true. ”

He couldn't get better. What does Ying Ziqing mean by this? Let me not go to the Heavenly Academy, let me learn the rituals every day, then who will deal with Gai Wushuang and who will deal with Yin Congzhou?

Linghu Minzhi stopped Wuji. "Second senior brother, the seventh prince was born in the royal family, and he is the most familiar with etiquette. With him here, what more do you need?"

Wuji suddenly realized, turned his head and glanced at Ying Dangdang, and met Ying Dang's triumphant gaze.

Ying dared to knock on the bowl: "Don't you think I've eaten too much now, do you? The Shangsi Festival is coming soon, although it is not up to you to preside over the sacrifice, but if your second senior brother is full of mistakes, then how can you stay in the Heavenly Academy?"

Wuji patted his head and suddenly realized. This time, I really have a lot of heart and wronged a good person. Ying Ziqing let himself put aside the swordsmanship and familiarize himself with the ritual first. Even if there is selfishness, it cannot be said that it is all malice.

The major affairs of the country are only worship and Rong. Presiding over the sacrifice is the first priority of the disciples of the Heavenly Academy, and it is much more important than practicing the sword.

Daqin originated from the border, and there are many styles that have been passed down from ancient times, and the Shangsi Festival on the third day of the third month of March is one of them.

March 3 is the first important festival after the return of spring, and both rich and poor will choose to go out on this day and take off their heavy winter clothes. Take a dip in the green grass and green nature in the spring and wash away the laziness of a winter.

Of course, the most exciting thing is that the Shangsi Festival inherits the ancient style, and the prostitutes do not run. To put it in layman's terms. It is on this day that all unmarried young men and women can throw aside all taboos and move freely and enjoy themselves. And don't worry about any public condemnation.

Bastards born on this day are more likely to be accepted by the world than other illegitimate children.

For the imperial court, of course, the New Year's Day court meeting is the most important. For the common people, the Shangsi Festival is the first heavy festival of the year.

The great teacher of the Heavenly Academy presides over the Shangsi Festival and prays for the common people in the world, which is a good opportunity to get close to the people, and has always been valued by the Heavenly Academy, no less than presiding over the imperial court temple.

As the second senior brother of the Heavenly Academy, Wuji must appear on such an occasion. If he doesn't understand the rituals and makes jokes, it will be a shame. If Ying Ziqing wants to harm him, he doesn't have to urge him to learn sacrifice, just wait for him to laugh at that time.

"Senior Brother and Gai Wushuang have compromised?"

Linghu Minzhi nodded. "Yizhanghong has already gone back, and the senior brother has issued a gag order, no one is allowed to leak yesterday's events, otherwise they will be removed. Gai Wushuang will compensate for the losses of the Heavenly Academy, and declare that you and Xie Guanglong will have no winner or loser. ”

"So, no one will mention the matter of Gai Wushuang Sword Dance?"

Ling Hu Minzhi smiled, and the smile was a little weird.

"You'll see sword dances, just not in public. The senior brother is ready to invite His Majesty Xià to hold a small-scale orientation party in the Heavenly Academy. When the time comes, the Red Cross will come to congratulate and dance on behalf of the Heavenly Sword Academy. ”

Mowgli slightly jawed. He understood Ying Ziqing's intentions, this was to prepare to compromise with the Heavenly Sword Academy and turn the war into a jade silk. However, Wuji thought of the queen and expressed great doubts about whether Ying Ziqing's request could be obtained.

"Do you think Your Majesty will agree?"

"Yes. Linghu Minzhi nodded with confidence. "Heavenly Academy takes time. In fact, if it weren't for Gai Wushuang's momentary gaffe, Heavenly Academy would not have such a good opportunity. Wuji, this is what you fought for the Heavenly Academy, you are a meritorious person. ”

Mowgli laughed and didn't say anything more.

Linghu Minzhi left the relevant classics and left in a hurry. Heavenly Academy still has a lot of things to deal with for him.

Mowgli looked at the box full of classics, helpless, crying and laughing.

Ying dared to see it, with a gloating face. "Don't cry yet, there are five scriptures of ceremony, nothing is greater than sacrifice, if you want to become a great teacher, the sacrifice is just the first step in the long journey. If you take the conquest of the Great Qin Empire as an analogy, you are only standing at the gate of the temple now. ”

Mowgli is staring in front of his eyes.

......

After breakfast, although Wuji was very reluctant, he still followed Ying Dangdang to the backyard.

Ying dared to be a hand behind his back, pacing back and forth, and actually carrying a ring ruler in his hand, if it wasn't for the clean around his mouth and no hair, he would be an old pedant.

It can be seen that he is very happy and satisfied with the opportunity to train Wuji. Before talking about the ritual, he first talked about the dignity of the teacher. If it weren't for Wuji reminding him that these were Confucian things, not the official knowledge of Great Qin, he didn't know how long it would be.

"The sacrifice is there. To worship God, it is like standing in the presence of God, and you must first be right. Ying dared to be stern and said: "The body is straight, the neck is straight, the eyes are drooping, the breath is slow, you can't shake, you can't turn around, you can't talk and laugh, you can't make a sound......"

Although Wuji was reluctant, he still stood up according to Yingda's requirements. He didn't want to be pulled down on the altar because it wasn't etiquette.

Although he had a high education in his previous life, his status was not high, and he was just an ordinary person. This life is even more miserable, it is a common people. I have never been a person with status, and what I am most afraid of is making a fool of myself in front of people and being embarrassed. Now that he has the opportunity to be a person with status, even if it is very twisted, he must be complete.

The more people lack something, the more afraid they are of being seen through. Mowgli is not exempt from vulgarity.

He stood motionless in the courtyard with his legs slightly apart, and the rest was fine, but his neck was very uncomfortable. During the ceremony, the torso is required to be straight, but the head must be lowered, so the angle of the neck is a bit stiff, and Mowgli is very unaccustomed.

He stood for a while, and felt that his neck was a little stiff, and peeked at Ying, who dared to explain with a spit, and didn't pay attention to his movements, so he secretly raised his head, and quietly twisted his neck to relieve the sore neck muscles.

He had just moved twice, and suddenly there was an itch on the top of his head, as if vitality was pouring in from the top of his head and pouring into his body. In an instant, he seemed to be standing under the showerhead, and the warm water flowed through his body from top to bottom, washing his meridians. All fatigue melts away and disappears without a trace.

Suddenly, Wuji seemed to be soaking in a hot spring, and there was not a single pore on his body that was uncomfortable.

Comfortable!

Wuji quietly enjoyed this qiē, with a spring breeze smile on his face. The noise of Ying Dare has also become moving, if there is nothing, close to the ear, and far away in the sky.

"Your grandfather's, what's the fun?" Ying dared to say with a dry mouth, smoking in her throat, and when she saw Wuji's comfortable face, she was immediately annoyed. "I've been working hard, have you listened carefully?"

"Listen. Mowgli nodded with a smile. "Do you want me to repeat it to you?"

"Tell me about it. Ying dared to wave the ruler majestically. "If you're wrong, don't blame me for not saving face for you, and you'll have to take two slaps as a warning. Don't worry, I'll be very light, and I won't hit your right hand, and it won't affect your eating. ”

Mowgli smiled, coughed, and talked eloquently, repeating what Yingdang had just said one by one.

Ying Dare felt a little unbelieving at first, but later saw that Wuji spoke smoothly, and couldn't help but take out the book to compare, and was surprised to find that Wuji actually spoke word for word, and even his mantra was imitated beautifully.

"Even if I listened, I didn't get distracted. Ying Dangdang walked over and shouted, "Reach out!"

"Why?" Mowgli's eyes widened. "I'm not wrong, why should I be punished. ”

"Why? Just because of your smirk. Ying dared to sneer: "Have I ever said that worshipping gods is like gods? solemn and solemn is the first, you smirk, what kind of solemnity is this?"

Wuji crooked his mouth, his eyes rolled, and he was blessed to his heart. "I don't think you understand it right. ”

"Yo!" Ying dared to exaggerate and shouted: "Your grandfather, you have only read a few sentences, and the words of Dou Da add up to less than a basket, and you dare to doubt this prince." Although the prince's combat effectiveness is very scummy, when it comes to learning, he is still very strong. ”

"Wrong is wrong, and it has nothing to do with how much you read. Mowgli shook his head. "Don't say anything else, I think there's something wrong with the sacrificial posture you said. You should not look down, but look up, just like me, standing up to the sky and looking down at all beings. ”

"Bah!" Ying dared to roll her eyes in anger. "Standing up to the heavens and the earth, looking down on all beings, are you sacrificing to God, or are you God?"

"You're right. Worshipping the gods is like a god, which means that when the gods are worshipped...... "Wuji puffed up his chest and made a loud sound. "I am God!"

(To be continued......) R1292