The academy is built in a mountainous state. Due to the large number of students, there are dense schoolhouses everywhere. The square and schoolhouse are on the ground floor and on the mountainside. There are several spacious and unique wooden houses along the mountainous state, which are the offices of the mountain head Zhu Liansheng and several assistant teachers. On the edge is a wooden house next to it, which is the library building of the academy.

Jun Yu followed his master's wife into this very quiet library and came to a small and clean attic. Mei Mei closed the door and said gently: "Jun Yu, you can live here from now on."

Jun Yu nodded, looked at the bright and clean room, and then looked at the vast sea of ​​books outside, and smiled: "Thank you, Master's wife."

Mei Mei sighed, "In the past, your mother and I had a common wish, to open a college and teach martial arts, and to be taught by both men and women. However, your mother has passed away, and this academy is not started by me. Until now, no girl can come to study. Junyu, you are the first girl in this academy, and even Mr. Zhu doesn't know your identity. In the future, you must be very cautious in your words and talk, and never expose your identity."

Jun Yu nodded vigorously: "Master's wife, I will definitely do it."

Mei Mei suddenly remembered Zhu Yu and other children whom she had just met in the cafeteria. These children were the age that people disliked and loved to cause trouble, so she said, "If someone bullies you, tell me that I will deal with those kids."

Jun Yu looked at these pairs of gazes that were almost as gentle as her mother, and bowed deeply to her: "Okay, Master's wife."

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Jun Yu has been in Qiansi Academy for more than a year.

The sixth day of March this year is a three-year exam. After this exam, children can go to school. Meng Yuanjing and Zhu Yu are both 13 years old, and they can go to school soon after the exam. Although Jun Yu is less than 12 years old, his grades are outstanding, and he can go to school after the exam.

The rising sun spread little by little on the faces of the two children sitting quietly under the tree.

There is a short free time to move around before breakfast, and then an hour-long martial arts morning class will begin. This is the happiest time of the day for Junyu. She often comes to the ancient pineapple in the square to chat or read books with Meng Yuanjing.

This ancient pine tree is lush with branches and leaves, and is like a huge green house. Everyone says it is the Feng Shui tree of Qiansi Academy.

The warm sunshine, the breeze, the fragrance of flowers, the beautiful big trees, the sound of books, the friendly partners, the kind of caring eyes that the plum eyebrows showed... Junyu almost loves everything in the academy. Since her mother passed away, she has almost completely regarded this place as her home.

Meng Yuanjing looked at the volume of "Wu Zi's Art of War" in her hand and said, "Jun Yu, the big exam is going to be in three days. Are you ready?"

Before Jun Yu could answer, Qin Xiaolou had already run over, "Jun Yu, Master's wife asked you to go there."

"Oh?" Jun Yu immediately stood up.

"What kind of small cooking is your master's wife going to prescribe for you again?" A voice that could not help but jealousy and malicious came. Then, Zhu Yu, who was wearing a brocade and jade pendant, and several young men behind him had already surrounded him.

Zhu Yu was wearing a brand new silk robe, with a red jade pendant on one side, and a sword with a flashing cold light hung on his waist. He looked at everyone and raised his sword proudly: "Little poor man, have you ever seen such a treasure? This sword is called 'Zhaodan'. It was cast by Emperor Wu of Liang of the Southern Dynasty and was given to me by my father... "

Jun Yu didn't even look at him, but just walked forward.

Zhu Yu was furious and swung his sword to cut towards Jun Yu's robe. Even though Jun Yu hid very quickly, the hem of the blue robe was cut through a long hole by the extremely sharp sword edge.

Zhu Yu and his companions around him burst into laughter when they saw that she could not dodge her a little embarrassed.

Before Zhu Yu's laughter fell, Jun Yu rushed up and punched him hard in the chest.

Zhu Yu was beaten so hard that he almost fell to the ground.

His followers immediately surrounded him, and Meng Yuanjing and Qin Xiaolou also quickly stood next to Jun Yu's side in a few steps.

Perhaps it was the first time he was beaten, and Zhu Yu had not reacted yet, but just stared at the sad and angry gazes opposite him, without moving.

"Young Master..."

A book boy called him timidly, and then he realized, squeezed his eyes to several companions around him, and waved to Junyu: "Little poor man, on the sixth day of the third month, don't go on stage to compete with me in this tattered robe..."

Jun Yu looked at him proudly: "Zhu Yu, don't worry, I will definitely beat you that day..."

"Little poor guy, why are you bragging?" Zhu Yu cursed, but Jun Yu had already walked away from Meng Yuanjing.

Mei Mei’s study room.

Mei Mei looked at Jun Yu walking in dejectedly, then looked at her cut blue robe, and was a little surprised: "Jun Yu, are you fighting with someone?"

Jun Yu whispered: "This is the clothes my mother sewed for me before her death...I...I..."

Seeing that her head lowered, Mei Mei's eyes were almost red. She smiled and patted her shoulder: "Jun Yu, replace it, I'll fix it for you."

Jun Yu then raised her head and smiled embarrassedly.

Mei Mei saw her smile, looked at the two bags on the desk, and opened one of them, which was an ancient sword about two feet long.

"This sword is called "Jingjing". It was cast by Ji Kang of the Jin Dynasty. You must keep it safe."

"Do you give it to me?" Jun Yu looked at Mei Mei and hesitated and did not dare to reach out to pick it up.

Mei Mei smiled and handed the sword to her: "This sword is originally your mother's thing. Jun Yu, you must be strong no matter what you encounter in the future. You must rely entirely on yourself to grow up."

Jun Yu nodded and took the package, bowed to Meimei, and left.

Outside, Meng Yuanjing was waiting for her. Class was still in a while before the two came to Jun Yu's hut.

Although Jun Yu often wore that old blue robe and no relatives came to visit her, Meng Yuanjing always envied her for having a separate room. You know, even if Zhu Yu was arrogant, he once made a fuss and asked the Prime Minister's father to come forward, Mr. Zhu did not allow him to have a separate room. Mr. Zhu always said that everyone came to the academy to study, not to be the young master.

But the master's wife gave Jun Yu a small attic, although it was much simpler than their dormitory.

Junyu told him that it was because he often had to help his master's wife copy some book and boxing scriptures, so he needed a small room to work.

This also became another reason why Zhu Yu laughed at her. Zhu Yu often called her in a big way, "Little poor guy, we are here to study in the academy. You are here to be servants. Haha, only servants can live in the woodshed."

Even Meng Yuanjing had already seen his naked jealousy. If Jun Yu had not taken the first place in the exam every time, if their Mr. Ce Lun Ying's son was not so generous in praise of Jun Yu, Zhu Yu would not have such a face.

The two children opened the bag on the table. Meng Yuanjing picked up the sword in surprise and shouted: "What kind of sword is this? It looks much better than Zhu Yu's one, haha..."

In fact, Meng Yuanjing didn't know how good this sword was. Seeing Zhu Yu's arrogantness aroused the young man's nature. When he saw Jun Yu also had a long sword, he intuitively felt that it must be better than Zhu Yu's.

"It is called 'Zhijing'. You said, is it really better than Zhu Yu's?"

Meng Yuanjing couldn't let go of the sword and played with it: "'Zhijing'? This is the Jingjing? I heard my uncle say that this was cast by Ji Kang of the Jin Dynasty. Another one was called 'Zhifei'. When it was put together, it was called 'Zhijing'. One was given to his best friend Ruan Ji. This sword must be much better than Zhu Yu's..."

Meng Yuanjing wanted to ask something, but the first bell of the gathering had already rang, and the two of them ran out quickly.

The regular courses offered by the academy are classics, history, literature, philology, arithmetic, and calendars. The eight-legged essays and test-posting poems established for the imperial examination are also taught. In addition to these courses, the academy also has an important course in the military strategy theory. The teacher who teaches strategy theory is the master of Nongying.

Young Master Nongying was only 25 years old. Last year, he went to the "Qiansi Academy" to teach. He was 16 years old and served as the prefect of Jiangsu for one year. The next year, he was promoted to the second-rank minister of the Ministry of Personnel. He was successful in his youth. He had a bright future. He had no idea why he suddenly resigned from office last year and returned to the garden. He then went to the "Qiansi Academy". Unlike Mr. Zhu's majesty and simplicity, Young Master Nongying was handsome, elegant and elegant, and his erotic clothes were as beautiful as under the forest. When he was talking about strategies and arguments, he was full of quotes and talked with witty words. Therefore, he was far superior to a group of serious and old-fashioned teachers and was very popular among students.

The class was very quiet, and even Zhu Yu, who had always been arrogant, looked respectful.

Everyone posted a copy of "Wuzi's Art of War" on their desks, and everyone flipped through the book. Meng Yuanjing poked Junyu and whispered: "You have read it this morning."

Jun Yu looked disappointed, and she quietly said frustrated: "There are 48 articles in total in "Wu Zi's Art of War", but it is said that most of them have been lost. The one I read in the morning only has 10 articles. I thought Mr. should have a complete one..."

Meng Yuanjing quickly opened his own book, and it turned out that there were only 10 articles.

Jun Yu was about to say something else, but Mr. Nongying looked at him and she quickly shut up.

Mr. Nongying also flipped through a book, which seemed to be very worn out. He put down the book and spoke again: "You must remember that the purpose of learning military tactics is not to talk about war on paper, but to always cultivate a strong spirit and watch the wordless book. Zhao Kuo was full of martial arts but was defeated in Changping; Ma Su, who advocated that "attacking the heart is the best and attacking the city is the best" was eventually defeated because of the "Jieting Battle". The Han general Huo Qubing didn't study much, but when he fought, he was able to do a decisive victory for thousands of miles... The way to use military forces lies in virtue and broadness. Only by broad mind can you look at the world... Regarding this, Wu Qi is a very special example. Who will talk about Wu Qi?"

Zhu Yu raised his hand high, "Wu Qi's mother passed away, and he did not attend the funeral because he was unfilial; he wanted to be the general of Lu to lead troops to attack Qi, because his wife was from Qi, and he was afraid that the king of Lu would doubt it, so he killed his wife because he was ruthless; but such a ruthless person is a military genius..."

Mr. Nongying nodded, "Jun Yu, what do you think?"

Jun Yu closed the book and stood up, saying loudly, "It is recorded that Wu Qi and the lowest soldiers were fed and clothed together, and even sucked ulcers for soldiers. For such a famous general, I think it is still up to be discussed in the Ming Dynasty. Many Confucian scholars criticized Wu Qi's character for this reason. However, when the country is in trouble, what can they do except shameful surrender or meaningless suicide?" Mr. Nongying laughed and picked up the very old military book on the stage: "Jun Yu, this is the only complete book of "Wu Zi's Art of War" in the world, and I will reward you." (To be continued)
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