Chapter 10
The military officer was unsmiling, but he also performed his duties diligently.

As the bodyguard around Uncle Zong, the household registration palace, which belongs to the position of instructor, is also managed by Uncle Zong.

Naturally, the priests here will not drive Feng Yun out.

"Wu Zhengshi, does Dr. Zongbo have anything to say?" Not long after, an older man came out. Judging from his appearance, he should be a sergeant, but he was also polite and courteous to Wu Zhengshi, who was lower than him.

"If Dr. Zongbo wants to admit this scholar who is guarding the history of Tibet, he also wants to carve a rabbit talisman and enter him into the list of corporal ceremonial officials."

"Oh, Corporal Li, okay, come with me."

This man greeted Feng Yun and never looked down upon him because Feng Yun was only a corporal.

As the religious sergeant entered the temple, there were people at the low tables around him looking at him, seemingly scrutinizing him.

Soon an old man in old clothes knelt down and sat aside, holding a rabbit-shaped copper talisman in his hand. It was divided into two halves. The pattern on it was simple, but the seams were tight, so that when the two halves were brought together, they would form one whole body.

"Can you have a surname?"

"Birthday, official position." The old man asked.

"Feng's name is Yun..." Feng Yun replied.

The old man carved inside the Tong Talisman, both halves of the Rabbit Talisman.

This man was very skilled in craftsmanship, and he could carve Feng Yun's information into it in just a moment.

After the carving was completed, the old man dipped the two halves of the rabbit talisman into ink pads, and then printed them on the silk. This was Feng Yun's official genealogy, which would be stored in the household registration palace and would be stamped when needed.

"All right."

Feng Yun took the rabbit talisman handed over by the old man and felt something strange in his heart. There was something strange on the career panel.

Calmly, Feng Yun put away the rabbit charm after checking that it was correct.

"The talisman is divided into two halves for comparison. If there is a big event, you can give one half to someone else and use the other half to replace it. If it is lost, you have to come here to replace it..."

"Thank you, elder." This man was a worker, but judging from his clothes, he was not a scholar.

Seeing Feng Yun's courtesy, the old man praised him: "Good looks, good conduct, and good career."

The old man has been in this household registration palace for more than half his life. He has seen many people who have entered the official career, and many of them are arrogant and arrogant. Now Feng Yun's sincere eyes made him sigh, this young man is quite good.

However, the old man added: "Those who are in official positions must not just look at what is in front of them. Just like this rabbit talisman, when it is cast, it will break if it is too strong. It needs some soft objects to integrate it."

This is guidance, Feng Yun understands.

"Thank you, elder."

After saying that, the old man shook his head and smiled, got up, took the tools, went to the corner, and rested against it.

The monk also sent Feng Yun away, and when he sent him out, he also said: "For those who originally entered the official career, we should explain the six palaces of the official career, but you are from the Palace of Classics, so I guess you don't need any introduction. You know how the scholar-bureaucrat enters the palace. Officials all have their own differences."

Feng Yun nodded upon hearing the sound.

"Okay, that's it. I'll bow to you and go back."

"Thank you for teaching me, Master Shiyin."

After coming out, the military official said: "You have been admitted as a soldier, and my responsibility is over. You can go to work. There is no need to thank Uncle Zong."

"promise."

Wu Zhengshi left.

Feng Yun then looked at his panel——

——Career panel

Name: Feng Yun

Talent: Taoism

Alien rank: Not in the mainstream
Main occupation: Literary-Shou Zangshi

Position: Corporal
Sub-occupation: Master
Occupational Attributes:
Wen Qi: 30+10
Fame: 10
Management: 45
Politics: 36
Professional Magic: Seal Script 10
There is an additional position on the panel, which is for the corporal.

And with the emergence of this status, Feng Yun had a slight feeling that something seemed to be blessing him.

This gave him more connections with the entire Great Court Country.

"This is the way to the destiny of the country. Minoring in literature and art, this is the way to make great achievements."

But he is just a courtesy corporal. There are thousands of corporals in Da Ting Kingdom, so Feng Yun will not be arrogant.

The rest of the attributes have also improved after studying the "Six Books" in the past few days.But reputation becomes 10, but it is brought by status.

"Corporal Li..." Feng Yun smiled and shook his head. This was just his first step.

According to the official positions in "The Rites of Zhou", the state should have six palaces, that is, six kinds of official positions, namely Tianguan-Zheng, who is responsible for the management of government affairs and is called Zhenguan, the head of which is Dazai.

After that came the local official-jiao, who was in charge of household registration and teaching, and was called the instructor. His head was Situ.

Later, there was the Spring Official-Li, who presided over the ceremonial Zong clan, and was called the Li official, with Zong Bo as the head.

In addition, Xia Guanjun, who is responsible for military expeditions, is called an officer, and his leader is Sima.

There is also Qiuguan - Xing, who is in charge of punishment and prison, and is called Xingguan, whose leader is Sikou.

The last official in winter is Lao, who is in charge of favorable land construction and is called Lao official. His head is Sikong.

The head of the six palaces was originally a minister, but due to the weakness of the country, he could not establish a minister, so he could only support him as a chief minister.

Not to mention the Three Gongs and Three Solitaries above the Qing Dynasty, it is difficult for some medium-sized countries to establish one. After all, it is sometimes difficult for even the great Zhou Dynasty to complete the Three Gongs and Three Solitaries.

And according to the rank of scholar-bureaucrats.

The three princes and three orphans are the ultimate ministers.

Below him is the senior official, that is, the senior official.

Next comes the chief doctor, and then the lower doctor.

Under the position of a doctor, there is a scholar.

It is further divided into three types: upper, right and lower.

This is the class division of the Great Zhou Kingdom.

It is said that etiquette cannot be extended to the common people, and punishment cannot be extended to the officials. In other words, if the common people are governed without courtesy, they will live in the fields for the rest of their lives, and they will be punished according to the country's criminal law.

And if the doctor cannot be punished, it means that the doctor can use things to compensate for the punishment, whether it is property or knowledge...

As for slaves under the common people, if they are not registered as people, even if they are killed, there is no need to pay for the crime. They are like other people's property and only need to be compensated.

"Now, I can breathe a sigh of relief."

Thinking of this, Feng Yun did not go home, but went to the outer room of the Palace of Classics.

His Zhongdao has finished studying the "Six Books", and he has a basis for writing clearly in most of the seal scripts in the world. He can also understand those unfamiliar biographies and classics.

Now he needs to read a good book and continue his studies.

As soon as I arrived at the Palace of Classics, I heard a discussion. Soldiers were shuttled around and a body was carried out from the direction of the inner room.

At first glance, it turned out to be Shouzang Shi who Zongbo had asked him to go to the inner room to look for books.

His face was green and thin, as if his essence had been sucked dry by an evil thing, his eyes were wide open, and he looked like he was dead in fear.

"What happened?"

Perhaps Feng Yun had become a corporal, and the people around him wanted to make friends with him. Then someone came to report: "Monster, I just heard a sharp scream in the inner room. After a while, the guards carried him out, and that was it."

As if he was frightened, the man swallowed his saliva and said suspiciously: "The Feng family disciples were transferred out one after another some time ago. Could it be that you have already guessed that there are monsters in this Palace of Classics?"

"I remember that uncle Zong carried something to the Palace of Classics a month ago..."

The man was about to speak when he looked in the direction of the inner room and shouted: "Suppress!"

The literary energy soared into the sky, like the breath of the bright moon, mixed with the bright yellow energy on the horizon, and turned into a chain falling from the sky.

Disappeared silently, and the literary spirit was hidden.

Uncle Zong, with a calm expression on his face, lifted up Sergeant Lao Li, who had green scales all over his body, and came out with commanding force.

"You dare to salute the sergeant, but you secretly practice evil arts and harm the people in my court!"

"Bang!" Sergeant Li was thrown in front of everyone by Uncle Zong like a dead pig.

"Ah..." Some timid people kept backing away, making people laugh.

But no one laughed, because Sergeant Li fell to the ground and turned into a demon. His scales spread slightly, his face looked like an evil spirit, and he was roaring continuously, trying to charge at everyone.

"Clang!" There was a golden sound. It turned out that the surrounding guards were pressing down with spears and pinned Sergeant Ceremony to the ground.

Feng Yun smelled the smell of alcohol...

Did the sergeant drink during this ceremony?
(End of this chapter)

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