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Chapter 839 On the Day of Taking Office
Zhou You had seldom carried a sword before, so he felt a little uncomfortable when he first tried it.

The sword is worn at the waist, pressing on the lower abdomen and thighs. If it is moved behind the body, it interferes with the movement of the waist and hips.

This makes it very inconvenient whether walking or walking fast.

As Zhou Daqian's status gradually improved, he had to change many of his habits, such as the etiquette that he had previously considered useless.

Wearing a sword is one of the important etiquettes, and there are strict requirements on the specifications of the sword, the position of wearing it, and the pace of walking.

"What a hassle! When the Martial Saint created the sword, he never imagined this day would come!"

Zhou You also accompanied the famous swordsman 'Mo Shou', walking back and forth in the room. Several wives and concubines watched with smiles on their faces. It was rare to see him in such an awkward and clumsy posture.

He couldn't help but complain.

Zhu Qinghua smiled and covered her mouth, "One person cannot make etiquette. Etiquette is the rules that constrain everyone and show the hierarchy."

"Husband, the custom of wearing a sword has existed since ancient times!"

Zhou You thought that among the Thirteen Forms of the Martial Saint, there was nothing about combat. As for etiquette, sorry, there was no such lesson in the Thirteen Forms.

Come to think of it, in ancient times, people were struggling to survive, so how could they care about red tape?
Well, Zhou You’s thoughts suddenly paused for a moment. Etiquette is the rules that constrain everyone. This means that after human society appeared, the so-called etiquette came into being.

When the ancients met each other, they spread their hands, crossed them, or bowed to show that they had no weapons in their hands and that they were showing kindness rather than malice.

One person does not make a crowd, so etiquette can perhaps be classified as... gathering a crowd. . One person has the greatest freedom of movement, but when there are more people, restrictions follow, and many aspects must change accordingly.

Therefore, in the lesson of forming a formation, the range of many movements was reduced accordingly in order to coordinate with others.

As a ceremonial implement, the sword must be a short weapon, and its usage should be classified under the category of formation.

After Zhou You realized this, his steps gradually became smoother when he walked with a sword, and his movements also got rid of their original unnaturalness.

Zhu Qing and Zhu Qinghua originally thought that it would not be easy to tutor Zhou You. Her husband's talents all lie in boxing and martial arts, and he hates red tape, so it would be difficult.

Therefore, she specially asked the two daughters of Qi family to help. After all, they also came from aristocratic families and knew a thing or two.

did not expect

"..."

Zhu Qinghua watched Zhou You's posture, which had unexpectedly changed tremendously. His walking, stopping and connecting were all methodical, like a calm and steady elder who had practiced for decades, and there was nothing wrong with his movements.

She was shocked and looked at Qi Qingyao and the other girl, "Did you give him private lessons?"

Qi Qingyao blushed and lowered her head to explain, "We didn't teach each other privately!"

Strangely, Zhou You's various movements and gestures with the sword became smooth at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was a miracle.

Zhu Qinghua stroked her belly gently, "Child, how much of your father's talent for learning can you inherit?"

Zhou You combined the lesson of formation in the Thirteen Formations of the Martial Saint and realized that swords played a large role in "ritual". He was able to draw inferences from one instance to another and glimpse the essence of swordsmanship.

The sword masters he had seen had a sword that flashed like a swimming dragon within a small space, and could stab and turn flexibly and freely.

This move was murderous and fierce, but it was secretly in line with etiquette. It was a close combat, with the enemy at a close distance, but no one was hurt accidentally.

Zhou Peijian's breathing rose and fell as he walked, in sync with the rise and fall of the famous sword 'Mo Shou' at his waist. He gradually felt the murderous intent buried in the scabbard.

What etiquette restrains is the murderous intent of those holding sharp weapons, and the same goes for swords!

Under the branch of the formation lesson, a figure is about to emerge vaguely. This is the sword technique that Zhou You has learned on his own.

Although he had never used a sword in his life, he was able to understand the essence of swordsmanship from the perspective of etiquette.

Unlike the Jueguang Sect, which had other family members with solid sword skills, Zhou You was an outsider who abandoned the path of practical practice. He wanted to cultivate this sword. He breathed in and out in tune with the vibration of the sword, and gently stroked the hilt to calm the murderous intent hidden in the sheath.

This move was very effective. Zhou You estimated that he would soon be able to follow up his shot with the Martial Saint's Sword.

"Qinghua, it's a pity that I can't accompany you during the birth. After I enter the palace, if you have fetal movement, send someone to inform me immediately and I will take leave and return home immediately."

Before Zhou You entered the Palace for Sacrificing Heaven, he specifically instructed Zhu Qinghua.

Counting the days, Zhu Qinghua had been pregnant for six or seven months. When the tenth month was up, he was still standing guard in the palace.

This is not possible!

He had missed the births of two sons in succession, and he couldn't miss the company of his third son.

He has already thought of a name, Zhou Ding!

Zhou You left the Zuo Mansion and came to the Jitian Palace with his personal guards. He turned around and said goodbye, "Thank you all, there is no need to see me off. One person will wait outside the palace every day, and the rest can go home to practice!"

Entering the palace is a job and one cannot bring one's personal guards with him, but one must stay outside the palace to report any emergencies at home, so one person from the personal guards is on duty every day.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Zhou You carried his sword and walked to the side door of the Jitian Palace. This side door was a special passage for guards, and there were special guides after entering.

He took out the token of his identity, along with the decree from the Lord.

The two guards at the door took a look and said, "Zhou Daqian, it's you. I heard there's a new person here recently!"

"Come in, you know who to report to!"

The two guards waited until Zhou You walked away and started to bet, "Do you think he can stand his ground?"

"It's hard to tell!"

His companion shook his head and said, "Zhou Nanwang's sons were arrogant when they first entered the palace, but they were subdued in a few days. Their bones were softened and they no longer have any spirit!"

"This adopted son is no ordinary person. He teamed up with Lian Feihong to destroy the Mu family. His methods were extraordinary. I heard that Mu Lingshe died in the siege of the two!"

As the two guards were talking, they suddenly recalled Zhou You's slow walk just now. He was calm and unhurried, as if he was strolling in his own yard, without any sense of awkwardness or uneasiness.

Even the children of aristocratic families, when they came to the majestic palace for sacrifices to heaven for the first time, were more or less nervous, with problems such as incoherent speech, deformed movements, and lack of concentration.

But Zhou You's every move when he handed over to them and entered the door to say goodbye was impeccable, as if he had rehearsed it countless times.

From this point of view alone, Zhou You's performance is extremely rare.

Don’t be fooled by the empty space outside the gate. In fact, if the spies buried here were turned into entities, they could at least be woven into a fishing net.

From the moment Zhou You entered the palace, observations from all sides had quietly begun.

Some came from the Eight Gentlemen's subordinates, and some came from observations of the enemy camp, focusing on the details of Zhou You's every move.

"This is not easy to do. Maybe Lian Feihong gave him some reassurance beforehand, so Zhou Daqian showed no signs of embarrassing himself!"

"Why rush? The jade needs to be burned for three days to test it. There is still a long time, there is always a chance!"

"..."

"Uh, what a coincidence, it's here now!"

(End of this chapter)