Qian Haixin's incident did not spread. Wang Yi asked all insiders not to talk about related matters anymore. About a week later, the noise stopped.

"Haixin, sit!"

In Wang Yi's office, Qian Haixin had just returned from his hometown, and his mother Qian Zhao and his sister Qian Xiaohuan came with him. His father's funeral has been completed, and it is not considered a grand funeral. At least there is a quiet place behind him.

All this was carried out in secret and did not attract the attention of the locals in Sifang Village.

"Sir, thank you!" Qian Haixin cried after sitting down.

Wang Yi didn't say much. Until Qian Haixin stopped by himself, he continued: "Your mother was arranged to clean the Dashang Yin Furnace, and life should not be a problem. Your sister will come to school after September. Don't worry about the rest."

"Thank you, sir!"

Qian Haixin stood up and bowed to Wang Yi.

"Your family affairs are completely over today. After you go back, study hard and don't always think about taking revenge. Do you understand?"

Qian Haixin nodded.

"It's not a good feeling to live in hatred. Think more about your mother and sister." Wang Yi thought for a while and said, "The problems you encounter in your family, the landlords, bandits and tax officials, are not just the problems of your family. Everyone is facing the same problem. This is the problem of the entire Qing Dynasty. How to change, not only you, but all of us are powerless now! And what you have to do now is study hard and work hard to become a talent. When you graduate and enter society, the teacher does not ask you to do more. As long as you can make the world a little better than before, the teacher will be very pleased."

"Sir, I understand!" Qian Haixin stood up again and saluted respectfully.

"Then you go out!"

Qian Haixin nodded and turned around and left.

Zhang Jingxiao was standing behind Wang Yi at this time, thinking about Wang Yi's words in his heart. "As long as you can make this world a little better than yesterday, it's OK." What a simple goal, but it's extremely difficult to achieve.

Xiang Long hid in the dense forest on the west side of the mountain road, staring at the far end of the mountain road like a tiger hunting. Zheng Haitao hid on the other side, his expression was the same.

In recent times, Wang Yi's order has been very simple, which is to clear out all the bandits within 50 miles of the school. The information of each band is provided by the Zhang family. If necessary, Zhang Quande will also bring the team training to help. However, so far, there is no need for Zhang Quande to come forward, because the scale of the surrounding bandits is relatively small, with only one hundred people, and there are only one hundred people in the old and young, from sixty to twelve to twelve and three, a total of more than ten guns. Although the number of people in the martial arts squad is not large, there are only more than twenty guns installed after the rear, and half of them are captured by fighting bandits. However, the huge gap in quality still makes the bandits completely lose their confidence in resistance after several rounds of attacks in the martial arts squad. Those who surrender surrender, those who escape will escape.

The property obtained after the bandit suppression made Wang Yi make a fortune. Of course, this does not mean that the entire area is peaceful. Occasionally, some traitors will go to the nearby area to commit crimes, and Wang Yi has no choice but to do this.

But today's situation is different. Today's goal is not the former bandit beard, but the tax officer.

Killing officials is a rebellion! It is a matter of killing nine clans!

Unlike in the past, Wang Yi did not directly put forward the goal of action. He just told Qian Haixin's experience in class in an unknown way, which was very objective and tried not to mix any emotional colors. In the end, he conducted a survey in the martial arts class.

A simple multiple-choice question, do you think the tax officials should be killed?

It is necessary to kill, but the world needs to be changed. If you should not kill, killing officials is a serious crime to kill the nine clans.

Everyone in the martial arts squad knew that this was the captain asking them to make a statement. Everyone thought about it over and over again and finally gave their own choices. Among them, there were 48 people including Wu Xiao, Xiang Long and Zheng Haitao. And there were twelve people who chose the second.

After that, Wang Yizhan called all the players who chose one together, and then talked to each of them alone, and there was only one question asked.

"At present, I want to organize an action, and the code name of the action is called 'Shipment'. I will give you three minutes to consider, one is not to join, and the other is to join. If you choose one, you can leave immediately. Once you choose two, you cannot exit! Remember, you can never exit!"

When Wang Yi made a choice, he did not set one as joining according to common sense, and the other as not joining, because there would be a small psychological hint. He did not want to influence the team members' psychological judgment in this way. He wanted them to be able to give the real answer in their hearts through their own thinking.

In the end, eight more people chose to leave, leaving only forty people.

Wang Yi sighed in his heart that there were 60 people left forty people, which was beyond his expectations. It was originally expected that it would be good to keep half of them.

However, Wang Yixin knew that the remaining twenty people were completely over. Today, the friendship between him and their teachers and students was completely over. As the saying goes, the difference between the Tao and the unscheming of each other, and what he did in the future was to turn his head on his belt. If he could not unite, he would be afraid that the future would be a Taiping Heavenly Kingdom at most.

Ten days later, Wang Yi personally sent the twenty people away. In fact, on the day when Wang Yi asked them to make a choice, these people had a faint premonition in their hearts. They were just unwilling to believe that they were still deceived themselves, but when things really happened, no matter whether they stayed or left, everyone burst into tears.

Wang Yi did not make things difficult for these people. According to his understanding, these team members all have families or are in a big family. Everyone has too many ties and too many social relationships. They cannot be like a bachelor like Wang Yi, so choosing to follow the people is the best choice. This is human nature.

On the day of parting, the sky was a little gloomy, but it didn’t rain or wind.

The remaining members of the martial arts class lined up at the gate of the Wenwu School. They were once comrades, but they were separated because of different ideals. The students of the Wenwu class stood in the classroom, watching the separation of the martial arts class members with tears in their eyes.

Wang Yi stood between the departing team members and the remaining team members, facing the departing team members, pondered for a long time before saying, "You are having sex with my teachers and students, I feel that I have not taken good care of you..."

"Captain..." Everyone except Wang Yi started crying.

"But as the saying goes, the way is different and not to work together. You have followed me for so long and have a general understanding of the whole world. The humiliation and disasters that the entire Chinese nation has encountered and is about to be encountered, and I am no longer as confused as ordinary people. But I was thinking just now, is this okay? Maybe it is really happiness to let you live your life in a daze."

"team leader……"

Wang Yi waved his hand and then said, "But I immediately denied my thoughts, because that was not happiness, that was escape! Today's society is like this day, gloomy, depressed, silent, dead and silent. If we cannot break this day, the sunshine in that day will never shine. Of course, this is a very dangerous thing, but someone will always do it!" Wang Yi turned around and looked at the remaining team members, smiled, and was very relieved.

"But I don't regret teaching you!" Wang Yi turned his face again and said with a quiet expression: "Maybe you can't become generals and soldiers under my command, but it doesn't mean you can't stand up and live upright! At least I have planted a spark of hope in your heart. I believe that in the end, they will thrive in your heart, shine and heat in your heart. Even if my body turns into dry bones, you will use him to illuminate the world!"

"Remember my words, respect my parents, don't be traitors, and don't betray the motherland and the people no matter where you are! Read more books and learn more skills, and live a good life! Have you heard it??" Wang Yi's voice amplified.

The twenty people said in unison: "Thank you for your teachings!"

"Wu Xiao!"

"arrive!"

"Send to comrades!"

"Yes!" Wu Xiao took the first three steps at this time, stood in front of the team members, and whispered loudly: "All martial arts team members sign up! - Wu Xiao!"

"Xiang Long!"

"Zheng Haitao!"

...

"All team members give their comrades and salute!"

Leaving the team members, they also gave me military salute!

The scene of that day still echoed in Zheng Haitao's mind since now, leaving those teammates seemed to be still by his side. At this time, the cuckoo cries came from the woods across the mountain road. Wu Xiao looked at Zheng Haitao who was a little trance and whispered: "Company Commander, the target is here!"

Zheng Haitao paused slightly, then reacted and said, "You go and prepare too!"

Wu Xiao nodded and left. Zheng Haitao issued an order to all the team members in sign language, asking them to find their own goals and not repeat them.

Feng Youyi rode on the horse, followed by two horses, and was the small officer in the team. He was carrying a Winchester M1873 rifle, followed by three double-shaft carriages, all of which were plundered by him. Next to him were forty soldiers, all equipped with German Mauser Type 71 rifles.

Although Feng Youyi was a corrupt official, he had a good brain. He knew that he had offended many people, and even caused his family to be destroyed by him, there were no more few people. In addition, there were many cruel masters who fought for each other indiscriminately these days. Not to mention the distance, there were countless tax officials who died in the hands of the rebels such as Song Sanhao and Gao Xizha. So he was afraid that his enemies would plot against him, so he paid for his troops to change his equipment.

At this time, he was riding on his horse and was planning to make a profit this time, and he became proud as he calculated.

"It's not in vain that grandpa went out this far gate. In addition to the inputs given to the masters above as usual, he could also lose more than 1,300 taels, plus the 1,300 taels given by the old guard before. Haha, this time, it's 2,300 taels!" Feng Youyi looked back at the second and third carriages, and felt depressed again. "Grandma, this is the tax sent to Shengjing by Yingkou and Haicheng Lijin Bureau. It's a pity that he didn't have the chance to do it... It's a pity!"
Chapter completed!