Chapter 164 Break your pride (for the beaten sister Yu 8)
"I want to train my troops!"
Yang Xuan said this after breakfast.
Cao Ying nodded.
Yi Niang nodded.
The old thief nodded.
Just Wang Laoer was in a daze.
"I still remember the scene when Vasie's army pressed on the border." Cao Ying said bitterly: "They took advantage of the large number of people and acted unscrupulously. They withdrew their troops this time, but what about next time?"
"One's own destiny should be in one's own hands." The old thief said something quite philosophical but unreasonable.
Yang Xuan went to the foot of the mountain later.
"Array up!"
Two thousand five hundred people lined up, and the soldiers looked a little depressed.
"Yesterday, the Vasie army pressed on the border. There were more than 10,000 troops. Our army was 2,500. I could only watch the Vasie people show off their power under the city. How good is this feeling?"
Yang Xuan stood in front of the array and roared: "If the Waxie troops trampled those crops yesterday, whose shame would it be? It would be the shame of our generation of warriors!"
The array is silent.
But anger was written on every face.
The Taiping Army has been fighting continuously since it formed an army, and it has been a smooth journey. But yesterday, they were blocked in the city by the Waxie people, and they were so aggrieved that they wanted to vomit blood.
When Yang Xuan mentioned this matter at this moment, he was uncovering everyone's scars.
"what to do?"
"Sense of shame and then courage."
Yang Xuan said: "Some people will say that we have a small number of people, more than 2,500 to 10,000, and it is normal not to dare to fight. But what I want to ask is, who are you?"
Yang Xuan looked at these soldiers, "You are from the Tang Dynasty, from the Central Plains. When our ancestors used chopsticks, their ancestors were still drinking blood from their hair. What did our ancestors call them? Barbarians! Rongdi!"
"What are barbarians? What are Rong Di?"
"The tribes in the south are barbarians; the tribes in the east are barbarians; the tribes in the west are Rong; and the tribes in the north are Di."
"Those barbarians were jealous of the prosperous days of our Central Plains, so they came together to plunder. How did the Central Plains people respond to them at that time?"
"Knives and guns!"
"One person is the Wuhu!"
"Two thousand five against ten thousand, if the ancestors were here, they could beat the crap out of them!"
"But what are you waiting for?"
Someone raised their hand.
"explain!"
The sergeant said loudly: "Mingfu, you didn't give us permission to go to war yesterday, otherwise we would definitely beat the crap out of them!"
"right!"
"What does the Waxie tribe mean? We have even fought against the Northern Liao cavalry!"
"..."
The soldiers' faces turned red and they were furious.
Morale is up.
Yang Xuan waited for them to finish their roar and said, "There is no proof for what you say, so I will wait and see."
During the subsequent training, Yang Xuan asked people to increase the intensity.
"Hit me hard!"
Outside the array, some soldiers were beating with thin sticks.
"Don't move!"
Nan He was staring, "Even if you die, you have to die there! Even if you fall, you have to fall where you are! You can't retreat even one bit!"
"If you want to be a Wu Hu, you have to practice harder than others. Sweat more now and bleed less in battle!"
Yang Xuan stood on the side and said loudly.
Nan He took a few steps back and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, "Mr. Lang, your morale is good."
"It's not enough." Yang Xuan said: "The attack of Vashe this time is a wake-up call for me. The only one we can rely on is ourselves, and we can only be ourselves."
Nan He nodded, "Currently, people are cultivating everywhere in Taiping, and they are also building soldiers and armor in the fields. When the autumn harvest comes, and with the addition of military exploits, Lang Jun's evaluation this year will definitely be top-notch."
"The actions of the Waxie Division also let me know Beiliao's plan. They want to drive the three major divisions to attack Chenzhou and turn Chenzhou into a scorched earth without spending a single soldier."
Yang Xuan sneered, "He Lianchun was fascinated by money. He was originally planning to drive the Vaxie tribe to attack Taiping, but after receiving the Rejuvenation Pill, his appearance changed. It's good, it gave me time to train my troops. I just wait for the opportunity.
As soon as we arrive, we will clean up Hua Zhuo."
On the school field, the formations were as still as a mountain. The cavalry were practicing offensive formations and shooting arrows on horseback.
Yang Xuan quietly returned to the county house.
"How is Qianji?"
Cao Ying smiled and said: "Today I look like nothing has happened, which shows how thick-skinned he is."
"If you're an official, why should you be an official if you don't have a thick skin?" Yang Xuan's words involved him.
"I've seen the Ming Dynasty."
Say Qianji, and Qianji will arrive.
Yang Xuan said a few words to him, and then went to inspect the smelting workshop.
The workshop can now produce iron very quickly, and can produce both pig iron and wrought iron, but it only requires a few hands to forge it.
"I will arrange it later."
There are many people in the city who have nothing to do.
The adults came to work with nothing to do, and the treatment was good. It was just a job. Don't even think about leaving in the future.
"At least until the rebellion is successful, they cannot go out." Yang Xuan whispered to the old thief.
"Don't worry, Sir." The old thief smiled evilly.
…
The county school is completed.
Dozens of craftsmen stood on the side, watching the foreman talking to the most learned man in the city.
The foreman is a good man, but he still bows slightly and has a respectful attitude.
"Li Langjun, please take a look."
Li Wenmin stood in front of the gate with his hands behind his hands and asked, "Has everything been cleaned?"
"Yes." The foreman respected Li Wenmin, but actually he respected his knowledge.
There was a smile on Li Wenmin's thin face, "Thank you for your hard work this time. I looked at it. Although there are some mistakes, there are no big mistakes. Well done."
"Thank you very much, Li Langjun, for the compliment." The foreman smiled with a smile on his face.
Several middle-aged men came, and one of them said with a smile: "Assistant Professor Li, are you preparing to teach?"
The foreman turned around and saw several other scholars in Taiping City...exiled prisoners, and he hurriedly saluted.
There is no way, what he admires most is scholars.
Li Wenmin, who had smiled kindly just now, said coldly: "Why, do you want to compete with me? Write a poem or argue the meaning of the scriptures? I let you come up with the topic. How dare you?"
Several men were furious, but they looked at each other, but no one dared to speak out.
Li Wenmin said calmly: "You have failed miserably in your previous arguments, but you still dare to talk about knowledge in front of me? Go back and read for another few decades, and then call yourself a scholar."
These words are so harsh that it makes people feel ashamed. Anyone with a temper should take action.
But several middle-aged men only turned red in the face. One of them pointed at Li Wenmin and shouted: "You have such a bad temper, how can the Ming government tolerate you? Teach, I think you will end up in prison. Let's look at each of them.
Good luck, let’s go!”
Li Wenmin said sarcastically: "If the Ming Dynasty refuses to accept it, I would rather go to jail than work for this kind of people. If a man dies, his ears will die, so why should he bend his knees!"
The craftsmen under the foreman were not good at it. Fights were common and he didn't care at all. But at this moment, he felt timid. He didn't salute until those few people left, "That's it, I'll take my leave."
Li Wenmin smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."
After these people left, Li Wenmin closed the door and went to look for Yang Xuan.
…
Yang Xuan was still here in Guzhong, watching the craftsmen forging weapons.
"A horizontal knife must not only be sharp, but also tough." Gu Zhong introduced it to him.
The old thief came over and said, "Lang Jun, the assistant teacher from the county school is here."
Only then did Yang Xuan remember this matter, "At that time, I asked Lao Cao to choose a person with the best knowledge to take charge of this matter. Is this the person?"
The old thief said: "Yes, this person's name is Li Wenmin. He was originally a teaching assistant at a local school. This person is quite talented, but he relies on his talent to let his talent go unnoticed."
Rely on your talent and let go!
Yang Xuan thought of the birdmen in the Imperial Academy. Of course, those metaphysics disciples disdain to rely on Cai Fangkuang. In their opinion, if they have the skills to rely on Cai Fangkuang, it is better to experiment how to fly and find a few
Friends argue while drinking.
"Why was this man exiled?" He is talented but has a bad temper. What great things can such a person do?
The old thief smiled and said: "This man is talented but has a bad temper. When he was arguing with Shangguan once, Shangguan made a rude comment and humiliated his mother-in-law."
Just scolding some nonsense and the like.
"But you scolded him back?" Yang Xuan thought of Suzaku once saying that if it slanders others with its mouth, it will be invincible in the world.
Cao Ying looked strange, "This man was so angry that he immediately took action, seriously injuring Shangguan with one punch and one kick."
"Is the cultivation level good?" Yang Xuan thought it was not bad, at least he could teach the students how to practice.
"No, he broke Shangguan's nose with one punch, and kicked Shangguan's... Niu Niu." The old thief said, subconsciously crossing his legs.
With this temper, it is almost meaningless to say that he is just relying on his talents, and he is a bit arrogant.
"Let him come in." Yang Xuan prepared to meet him.
The old thief said: "Old Cao said that this man has the best knowledge in Taiping City, but this man has a bad temper. Last time I met Lao Cao, he even argued with him about his knowledge. Lao Cao didn't think so, so he despised him.
.If Lao Cao hadn't thought that there was a shortage of people in the school, he would have thrown him to Gu Zhong on the spot to forge steel."
It seems that his temper is not very good!
Yang Xuan said: "I just want to see something."
Li Wenmin came in, and the old thief lowered his voice, "If something goes wrong, the villain will deal with him."
If Li Wenmin dared to act arrogant towards Lang Jun, the old thief could slap him half to death on the spot.
Li Wenmin, a thin man, came in and saluted, "The school is ready. How to recruit students and how to teach them? I will go and see the county magistrate Cao. The magistrate said that this matter must be decided by the Ming Dynasty."
A century-old plan, education comes first. These students will be his foundation in the future, and Cao Ying wisely chose to avoid them.
"You don't have to call yourself a villain from now on." Yang Xuanda went out first.
"Mingfu, the villain is a human criminal." Li Wenmin was stunned.
"But you are a teaching assistant." Yang Xuan said, "Teachers are dignified. I don't want the children to think that their teaching assistant is a personal offender."
Yang Xuan hid one sentence: I don't want the children to know that prisoners can also be teaching assistants.
Children are simple, try to instill some beautiful concepts at this time. Once they feel that criminals can teach like normal people, will they think that the law is nonsense in the future? Or that they can do whatever they want if they think they are talented.
Li Wenmin was startled and murmured: "The dignity of a teacher, the dignity of a teacher. Thank you Mingfu."
The old thief murmured in his heart and said to Wang Laoer: "This man has a bad temper. I'm afraid it won't be easy for Mr. Lang to use gentle tricks."
Wang Laoer glanced at his right hand.
The county school located in the west of the city is quite "luxurious". This luxury is based on the dilapidated buildings in the county.
The school building is very neat, and a small school yard has been built according to Yang Xuan's request.
"I wonder why the Ming government created this small school ground?"
Li Wenmin felt that if this open space was used to plant trees, it would definitely be beautiful.
"Students have to practice every day."
Yang Xuan thought about the education in that world. Students long ago had to learn a lot, not just knowledge, but also the ability to kill enemies.
Students educated in this way can kill enemies when mounted and herdsmen when dismounted.
"In the Ming Dynasty, students are very busy with their studies and just do some activities every day." Li Wenmin disagreed a little, "Schools in various places, including those in Chang'an, except for the Imperial College, are now focused on preparing for the imperial examination. In the Ming Dynasty, only after passing the imperial examination can one be able to prepare for the imperial examination." official!"
"Is studying just to be an official?" Yang Xuan felt that the Tang Dynasty was moving to the other extreme, which reminded him of the Song and Ming Dynasties in another world.
Students in the Song and Ming Dynasties were focused on studying for the imperial examination. It is said that there is a golden house in the book...
"A rich family does not need to buy fertile land, there is thousands of millet in the book. There is no need to build a high hall to live in peace, there is a house of gold in the book. Don't hate no one to follow you when you go out, there are horses in the book. When you marry, don't hate the unscrupulous matchmaker, the book There is beauty like jade in it."
Li Wenmin's eyes flashed with excitement. After Yang Xuan came to Taiping, he had heard about the Ming Dynasty's deeds and how he fought effectively, but he had never heard of any cultural meetings.
Scholars of the Tang Dynasty, as long as they had some talent, liked to hold literary meetings every now and then. Composing a few poems, no matter how good or bad, drinking fine wine, and being entertained by beautiful women was the joy of life and a sense of superiority.
But this Mingfu didn't move at all. Li Wenmin felt that his talent was probably limited.
So when Cao Ying asked him to take charge of the county school, he was quite arrogant. It was quite like Li Wenmin, who I don't think of, and peace will last forever like a long night.
As soon as this poem came out, Li Wenmin's impression of Yang Xuan changed.
"How?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Good poetry." Li Wenmin relied on his talent but refused to ignore his conscience. "Studying is an elegant thing. If you study, you should become an official. Otherwise, what will you learn?"
If this guy continues to develop, he will become a rotten scholar! Yang Xuan walked in slowly.
The old thief glanced at Li Wenmin and found that the coldness and arrogance in this man's eyes was less.
Yang Xuan looked at the school building and nodded slightly, "It's done well. I'm thinking about the students sitting in the classroom, reading loudly, how full of life they are."
Li Wenmin nodded slightly, but refused to agree.
Yang Xuan said, "The lights will be on at three and the chicken will be on at five."
Huh!
Li Wenmin let out a sigh and frowned slightly, feeling that although this sentence was ordinary, it was a good start. If the following could follow the trend, it would be a good poem.
But good poetry is hard to come by!
He glanced at Yang Xuan.
"It's when the boy is studying."
Simple, yet inspiring.
Li Wenmin nodded.
Yang Xuan glanced at this person and said, "A black-haired person doesn't know how to study hard, and a white-haired person regrets studying late."
Li Wenmin stopped and chanted the poem slowly in his mouth. He raised his head for a long time and his eyes lit up. "This poem of Ming Dynasty can be the motto of our county."
The old thief muttered to Wang Laoer: "This man seems to admire Mr. Lang a little."
"Both of these two poems are poems to encourage learning, but the first one is biased!" Yang Xuan said lightly: "What kind of book has its own golden house and its own beauty like jade? What if there is no such thing? Officials should be corrupt and pervert the law, and do business. To defraud and abduct."
The first poem was the bait he threw out. At this moment, he took advantage of the situation to criticize, which can be said to be unstoppable.
Yang Xuan turned around and looked at Li Wenmin, "My students don't just study, I want them to be both civil and military. My students can't study just to be officials, they should learn to be human beings first. Do you understand?"
At this moment, his eyes were sharp. Li Wenmin should have fought back, but he hesitated.
The reason why a person relies on his talent to be arrogant is that he feels that he is the second in command and no one in this world can suppress him in knowledge.
But the Ming Fu in front of him immediately wrote two good poems that shocked him. He asked himself, even if he racked his brains, he could not achieve such poetic talent. It can be seen that Ming Fu's talent must be higher than his own.
I underestimated the Ming Mansion!
"When we are born as human beings, some people study, some are craftsmen, some join the army, some do business, some teach, some are officials... The prosperity of all industries is the foundation of the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty. Why study just to be an official, after all these words
You can’t talk about studying in the county!”
Li Wenmin's lips moved.
Yang Xuan has already entered the second door.
There was the sound of chanting.
"The sunflowers in the green garden are waiting for the morning dew. The sun is shining brightly in the spring, and all things are shining. I am always afraid that the autumn festival is coming, and the yellow flowers and leaves will wither. When the rivers reach the sea from the east, when will they return to the west? If a young man does not work hard, an old man will be sad!
"
The old thief saw the drastic change in Li Wenmin's expression and bowed to Yang Xuan's back, "Take orders."
The old thief seemed to hear the sound of something breaking. When he thought about it carefully, he felt that the thing Li Wenmin was most proud of was shattered by Lang Jun himself.
