The ancients watched me play the Starry Sky Railway

"Thank you for your compliments, and thank you for taking the time to welcome me, Mr. Sunday. But this is not what someone would do in good faith," Sand Gold expressed his dissatisfaction.

"So this isn't an invitation, it's a summons." Sunday's tone was a bit more domineering. "Before we begin this conversation, I need to test your character. I guess this knowledgeable friend of yours has been a great help, right?"

"He was quite domineering this Sunday. Well done! This is how a high-ranking official should act. On the contrary, when he was with his sister before, he seemed too gentle."

Xiang Yu appreciated this attitude very much.

Invite? Invite! I've invited you, so you have to come!

Fan Zeng next to him seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and then seemed to want to say something again.

This Sunday, sometimes gentle, sometimes domineering, can be said to be a combination of the ways of a king and a tyrant.

Do you still admire him? You should learn from him!

Being blindly domineering has no future!

But that Liu Bang...

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"Of course, you should know this better than me—he has faithfully fulfilled his duties, right?" Gold Dust said, hinting.

"Well, the professor previously vouched for your noble character. He said that both of you are equally upright and are trustworthy members of the family."

"I now understand you very well, Mr. Golddust. You are diligent, generous, and cooperative, and you have successfully overcome numerous obstacles to come to me. This gives me reason to believe in your wisdom and courage."

"Sunday started with a flurry of praise."

"But Shajin's heart sank. Anything that started like that was definitely not good."

"Sure enough, Sunday changed the subject."

"But there is one thing I want to question you about. It's that you've misused your talents, leading you to meet people you shouldn't have met, to appear in places you shouldn't have been in... and to witness tragedies that shouldn't have happened."

Gold Sand remained calm, saying, "You don't look well. Let me confirm, am I the one making you anxious? If not, then I'm on your side."

"If I understand correctly, your words...are extremely serious accusations against the 'family.'" Sunday naturally heard the hidden meaning in his words.

"You are indeed right, for evil is quietly growing around you."

"Gold Sagine just admits it."

"Let's not be secretive and talk about your sister. Your sister's talent is unparalleled in the entertainment industry, but as you know, her voice has been out of tune since she returned to Pinocchio."

"What's even more terrifying is that she can no longer sing. Who did this? People think the murderer is among the outsiders, but I know... you have a different answer in your heart."

"Now, your noble status has become a shackle, preventing you from apprehending the murderer and avenging your sister."

“You’re feeling anxious because you’re alone. But don’t worry, I’m on your side.”

"Shajin is quite eloquent." Su Qin raised his eyebrows.

All his words were about Sunday, not himself at all.

Most stupid people would think that Sha Jin is a good person!

He actually uses this kind of rhetoric quite a lot.

"If this person were in our place, he would probably also be able to wear the seals of the six countries."

…………

"I'm deeply honored that Mr. Shajin has thought so much of me—so selfless and generous as you are, you wouldn't ask for anything in return, would you?"

"Sunday not only didn't jump into the trap, but he even threw a compliment on the gold dust."

"Of course, you won't lose anything. I just want to take back what belongs to me: my personal freedom, and the personal belongings kept by my family—the bag of gift money, and..."

“Before he could finish his words, Sunday took it and said, ‘The box that holds the ‘cornerstone’.’”

"Shajin had anticipated this and didn't think Sunday shouldn't know about it. He nodded calmly, "That's right."

"'Cornerstone...'" Sunday chewed on the word, whispering, "I heard it's a valuable asset of the Strategic Investment Department, a sacred stone that holds the power of the 'Preservation' Order. Each of the ten Stone Hearts holds one... Such a precious item is probably only more valuable than any other reward."

"Holy crap, this gold dust is also a messenger? A messenger protecting the Star God?"

Hu Hai was so envious. How come any random person who appeared on the sky was such an extraordinary figure?

He also wants to make a fortune.

Is there a Star God of Separation? He's absolutely confident that he can't lose to anyone when it comes to separability!

"Why are you yelling?" Ying Zheng kicked him again.

Only after hearing Hu Hai's "Ah" did Ying Zheng continue speaking with satisfaction.

"After all these years of studying, you can't even do reading comprehension. Gold dust is not a command."

"It was the true Protector of the Order who sealed the Order's power in ten stones called 'cornerstones.' Whoever holds a cornerstone can temporarily borrow the Protector of the Order's power."

"However, this is already very powerful. At least for a short period of time, Sand Gold can possess power comparable to that of a Commander."

Ying Zheng explained it very clearly. He felt that even if Hu Hai was really a pig (Hai is the last of the twelve Earthly Branches, representing the pig), he should have understood it.

"This Pinocchio is truly a gathering place of power," Fusu couldn't help but sigh. "Huang Quan, the true Order Envoy. Sha Jin, who can borrow the power of Order Envoys...besides that, I wonder if there are any other Order Envoy-level beings. If they start fighting, won't Pinocchio be overthrown?"

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"But you also know that if you want to get to the bottom of the truth, you have to take some high risks," Shajin continued to persuade.

"For him, if he doesn't get the cornerstone back, all is lost."

Sunday suddenly changed the subject: "Mr. Gold Dust, when you're out and about, do you always pay attention to your appearance? Your tie should be centered, your shirt shouldn't show through your vest, your trouser line should be straight, and always aligned with the toes of your shoes."

"Sha Jin replied: "Of course. ""

“But I won’t,” Sunday said flatly. “Because it’s not proper—you should make sure everything is in order before you leave. I never take any risks. The foundation stone must be kept by the family.”

"Sunday... not only is the name polite, but the way you act is also polite."

Confucius was very pleased. He liked people who followed etiquette the most.

As for the name... he was not making it up, it really conformed to the naming etiquette of the Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States Period and before.

Among the several major etiquettes that people at that time had to follow when naming their children, one of them was naming based on their date of birth.

For example, the famous Wu Ding was born on Ding Day.

(The day naming system is said to have originated in the Xia Dynasty. Legend has it that there were ten suns in the sky, which took turns on duty. People named them "Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, and Gui" respectively. The cycle lasted ten days, which is roughly the same as a week today. Dingri was the fourth day of these ten days.)

Even until later generations, some people still insisted on naming in this way.

This Sunday, although Confucius didn’t know what day it was, at least the name tells us a date... This way of naming is so polite!

This is etiquette!

By the way, another etiquette is to name according to physical characteristics.

For example, the great-grandson of Duke Ding of Zhou was called Heijian because his shoulders were dark, and Duke Cheng of Jin was called Heitun because his butt was dark.