Without getting a clear answer from Wanyankang, Wanyanhui left helplessly.
Wan Yankang sat alone in front of his book and continued to write his second volume "Enlightenment Dual Rhymes".
The orphanage was originally set up in Gewangzhuang to house the homeless orphans among the victims. Later, his ideas gradually changed.
He wants to establish his own force, a force that is independent and different from Prince Zhao's Palace. Although it takes some time to train these orphans, cultivating one is one, and at least there is no doubt about their loyalty.
Therefore, it is not only necessary to teach literature, but also to train martial arts.
There are currently close to 200 students in the orphanage, and Wanyankang's expected upper limit is 500.
Part of the money earned by the Chamber of Commerce will be used for the training of these orphans. From now on, even if he is not in Zhongdu temporarily, as long as the Chamber of Commerce is operating, the orphanage can continue to operate as usual.
Although Wanyankang's handwriting is crooked and ugly, the content is extremely subtle. Any reader who reads this enlightenment and rhyme comparison will be full of praise.
In fact, his first volume "Enlightenment Rhymes" has been launched in official schools and private schools in Zhongdu under the auspices of Wanyan Hulan, which means that he will become an enlightenment teacher for many scholars in the future.
"One point grows horizontally, and the other reaches Nanyang. There is a tree in Nanyang, growing on a stone."
He casually wrote a word riddle on the paper to amuse Liusu, and suddenly someone recited it softly. He suddenly raised his head and said happily: "Little brother, you are finally here."
Huang Rong raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Wan Yankang, you still dare to call me little brother? Huh... call me... aunt!"
Wanyan Kangxin said that forgetting the master's aunt, the wife is still pretty much the same.
He chuckled and tentatively said, "You haven't been here for a long time, and I miss you very much."
Huang Rong knew that he was telling the truth. She was hiding in Prince Zhao's Mansion. Sometimes she would see Wanyan Kang sitting there thoughtfully and chanting her name. Her heart softened inexplicably, and she slowly lowered her head. After a long time, she raised her head and said angrily:
"You little thief, don't use these sweet words to trick me. I'm not the princess and princess you just talked about!"
Wanyankang then understood that she had never left Prince Zhao's Mansion, and he didn't know how and where she was hiding. There were so many experts in the Prince's Mansion, but no one found her traces.
Thinking of Wanyan Hulan's incident, Wanyan Kang sighed: "Princess Qi is a very nice person. She studies books and does good deeds all day long. She is an outlier among the Jurchen royal family. Let such a weak woman marry her into a coward. I'm afraid
Sooner or later it will be a dead end."
Huang Rong sneered: "If you feel distressed, you can just go and save her."
Wanyankang rolled his eyes, is the young lady jealous?
He couldn't help but test it again: "Right now, if there is anyone in the world who can make me feel bad, it can only be you, my little brother... If you don't come for many days, I will feel uneasy."
of."
Huang Rong was stunned. She never expected that Wan Yankang could say such shameful words to his face, and it seemed to be a very honest confession. She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned red and scolded: "Little thief"
, you dare to be frivolous towards me?"
At this point, Wan Yankang simply rushed forward shamelessly, trying to take her down no matter what, even though, maybe, maybe he had done bad things in the past two days...
"Some people meet once for a lifetime... Little brother, I always feel that we are destined to meet each other in this life. As the saying goes: once we meet each other in a short life, there will be so much incense and fire in the past life. We will travel in the same boat in ten lives, and we will be together in a hundred lives.
Pillow to sleep."
"Little thief, you are looking for someone who wants to sleep with you..." Huang Rong's face suddenly turned red, even though it was covered by dirt on his face.
Her voice trembled.
From this Wan Yankang determined something.
Wanyankang felt happy in his heart. He silently walked to the cabinet, took out all the various snacks he usually prepared for Huang Rong, and piled them in front of her. Only then did her eyes shine and her mind turned around.
Huang Rong crossed her legs and ate to her heart's content. She drank another bottle of wine and was enjoying herself. Seeing Wan Yankang say "little brother" again, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed and annoyed: "Little thief, stop shouting
My little brother!"
Wanyankang immediately shrugged and asked, "Then...can I call you Rong'er?"
Huang Rong was just about to get angry when he suddenly saw Wan Yankang's eyes as clear as water, and his heart felt soft for no reason, so he lowered his head as acquiescence.
Wanyankang knew that he should stop as soon as possible.
Although he really wanted to wash Huang Rong's face in person and see her delicate and pretty true face, he felt that she would definitely go berserk because of this. Hey, it was better to let time digest everything and push everything forward, and wait for things to come true slowly.
Sooner or later... he will let her hide in his arms dressed in white and learn to act coquettishly.
Although he is not Neptune, he understands women's thoughts quite well. After all, he has had several serious relationships.
…
While the two were chatting, Wanyankang pestered Huang Rong to teach him some orchid acupuncture techniques inherited from the Huang family.
Some things are actually separated by a layer of window paper. Once you pierce it, you can actually understand everything and draw analogies. This is what martial arts is like.
"I know that the Jurchen Princess Wanyan Hulan is pretty good and has done a lot of good deeds over the years. You can actually save her once." Huang Rong suddenly said.
Wan Yankang sighed: "I want to save him, but I haven't figured out what to do."
"What else are you thinking about? Go into the palace and rob her, take her and your mother and leave. I'll help you." Huang Rong pouted and said, "What's so difficult about this, unless you can't let go of you?
What kind of glory and wealth does the young prince have?"
"Rong'er, you have been with me for so long, do you think I am a vain person?" Wanyankang was silent for a while and then said: "This matter must be considered in the long term, otherwise it will cause conflict between Meng Wu and Jin Guo.
In war, it is the common people who are ultimately unlucky."
"The peaks and ridges are like clusters, the waves are like raging, the mountains and rivers are inside and outside the Tongguan Road. Looking at the Western Capital, I feel hesitant. I am sad. Wherever the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces have been turned into soil. When it rises, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer."
Wanyan Kang felt something in his heart and couldn't help but recite Zhang Yanghao's poem, "Rong'er, from ancient times to the present, dynasties have changed and wars between the two countries have always been a game for those in power, and those at the bottom have suffered the most.
The common people...it’s a pity how many people can think about the common people?”
Huang Rong was silent, reciting this poem silently, but thought in his heart: This little thief is indeed full of literary talent, and he picked up all the wonderful sentences at his fingertips. If this poem is spread, I am afraid it will shock the world.
This little thief got a blessing in disguise by mistake. His martial arts skills are passable, and his literary talents are unparalleled in the world. Such a little thief who is both civilized and martial arts seems to be worthy of her... She suddenly thought like this, her heartbeat couldn't help but quicken, and she secretly
I spat, feeling that I was so shameless that I was thinking this.
"Do you think about the people?" Huang Rong tilted his head and asked.
Wan Yankang nodded slowly: "Rong'er, if I have the ability in the future, I will rule the world and make the world peaceful and peaceful for everyone!"
Huang Rong couldn't help but laugh: "You little thief can really boast...you can't even save a woman, and yet you claim to dominate the world."
"Rong'er, can you stop calling me a thief?"
"You keep yelling like this, it always makes me feel like I'm really a prostitute."
Huang Rong stood up in embarrassment, turned around and left.
By the time Wanyankang chased her out, she had already disappeared.
…
The 100,000 Mongol cavalry troops outside Zhangjiakou seemed to be intimidating the Jin emperor to bow his head and agree to the marriage. In fact, after learning that there was a severe drought in the Central Plains this year and there was no harvest, Temujin lost the motivation to plunder the Central Plains.
At this moment, the Mongols are not yet capable of swallowing up the mountains and rivers of the Kingdom of Jin.
What's more, there are Zhou Kingdom in the south, Xiliang and Bei Liao in the west, which can affect the whole body.
Temujin's purpose of intimidating the Jin Kingdom was to plunder the population and food. If there was no benefit from marching into the Jin Kingdom, the Mongols could not bear the huge cost of eating horses and chewing the horses of one hundred thousand cavalrymen.
What the Jin people didn't know was that the person being proposed for marriage by the Mongol people this time was Temujin's fourth son Tolei, who actually went by the pseudonym of Timur and served as the head of the Mongol mission.
After meeting with the Jin emperor twice, Tuo Lei (Timur) went around the city twice. Seeing the victims everywhere, he knew that the Jin country was not having a good time at the moment, so he secretly sent someone to send a message back quickly, asking Tiemu to
Zhenhan immediately retreated his troops.
At this time, it is naturally a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to raise troops to capture Zhongdu, but what happens after we capture it? At present, the Mongol civil strife has not completely subsided. To occupy the Central Plains, the Mongol people do not have the strength or the ability to do so, so they can only plunder.
Just leave.
But here in Zhongdu, Hebei, what else is there to plunder?
Will the abduction of hundreds of thousands of disaster victims place a huge burden on the grassland?
Tuo Lei has been staying in Zhongdu for the past few days, and what he has heard the most about is all kinds of strange people and strange things about Wan Yankang, the young prince of Prince Zhao's palace.
Literary talent, superb martial arts skills, both civil and military skills, unparalleled in the world, righteousness in mind, helping victims, thousands of families living Buddha, romantic, suave, literary star came to the world, martial arts star came to the world... In short, and so on, Wan Yankang is almost touted as nothing.
God can't do it.
Nowadays, almost no one in Zhongdu mentions Wanyan Kang's nickname of "Little Bully" in Zhongdu.
Tuo Lei became very curious about Wan Yankang.
So when Emperor Jin held a banquet to entertain the Mongols, he took the initiative to meet the legendary young prince Wan Yankang of the Zhao Palace.
Many dignitaries from Zhongdu attended the banquet, including King Zhao Wanyanhong, King Liang Wanyan Congke, Princess Qi State Wanyan Hulan and other royal families. Wanyankang was actually among them, but he didn't know it.
Emperor Jin paused, waved his hand and said: "King Zhao, call Wanyan Kang."
In the square outside the spacious Linde Hall, there were more than a hundred people attending the palace banquet. However, those surrounding the emperor were Wanyanhong and others. As for Wanyankang, Daxingguo, Pusan Jiujin and others,
The younger generation are all on the periphery.
After hearing the emperor calling him, Wanyankang had no choice but to stand up and walk slowly away.
…
"Are you Wan Yankang, the young prince of Prince Zhao's residence?" Tuo Lei stared closely at the gentle and graceful young man in front of him. Seeing that he was so young and thin, he felt that the name must have been exaggerated and was not worthy of the name.
"Of course, I am none other than Wanyan Kang." Wanyan Kang smiled calmly and hugged Tuo Lei.
Tuo Lei curled his lips and said: "I heard that the young prince is very good at martial arts. Ahmu, go and compete with the young prince."
Immediately beside Tuo Lei, a burly man stood up, as strong as an ox.
Wanyanhong frowned when he saw this and said: "Timur, although my son has some martial arts skills for self-defense, he is still a scholar after all. Aham is a first-class warrior on the grassland. If you let him face my son, isn't it right?
Too much bullying?"
Tuo Lei smiled slightly: "King Zhao, I have been in Zhongdu for a few days, and all I hear is that the young prince has defeated all Zhongdu's invincible opponents. Could it be that the rumors are untrue?"
Wanyan Congke suddenly interjected: "What the Mengwu envoy said is absolutely true. Uncle Zhao, Wanyankang once defeated thirteen of our masters from the Liang Palace in a row. If he is not an opponent, doesn't it mean that our Kingdom of Jin has no one?"
"
Wan Yanhong was furious and stood up with a slap on the gum: "Prince Liang, don't fan the wind to light the fire! Since the Mengwu envoy wants to use force to make friends, there are so many masters in my house, so there is no need for Kang'er to take action himself!"
Liang Wang Wanyan Congke was not angry, he shrugged and said: "In that case, Uncle Zhao, just pretend that I didn't say anything."
Wanyankang stood there with an unchanged expression, shaking his head secretly.
This is really boring, but he would rather fight than copy poems.
"Okay, I'll give him a try." Wanyankang cupped his fists and said, "Please."
Ahamu followed Wanyankang to the empty space on one side of the banquet site.
He took off his outer robe, revealing the lean and short-sleeved attire of a Mongol man underneath.
Wanyankang remained indifferent.
He knew that the Mongol people were good at wrestling. Judging from this posture, this person should be a strong man and an expert in wrestling.
Of course he is no match for him in wrestling, but the problem is, with the help of clairvoyance eyes, can Ahamu get close to him?
It's just a joke.
So the next scene is very funny.
Wan Yankang folded his hands behind his back, so that he could have some free time, which was better than taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard.
Ahamu charged fiercely several times, but all failed. He roared and charged forward, unable to even touch Wanyankang's body. He soon became exhausted and couldn't help but stamp his feet and shout filial piety: "Wanyankang, you
Who is a hero if he hides everywhere?"
Wanyankang chuckled: "Okay, come on, I won't dodge anymore."
Ahamu took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and strode towards the meteor bear.
As soon as he got closer, his fists as big as bowls hit Wanyankang's head head-on with the sound of wind. If he hit Wanyankang accurately, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
Wanyanhong stood up suddenly, clenching his fists and feeling slightly nervous.
Wanyan Hulan's pretty face changed, and she subconsciously held her breath.
Wan Yankang suddenly lowered himself down, pumped his true energy into his right arm, then gritted his teeth and punched Ahamu in the lower abdomen with all his strength.
An extremely destructive force roared into Ahamu's body, sweeping along his meridians. He felt like his whole body was about to be torn apart, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of black blood.
Two Mongol men running over to the side of Tuo Lei happened to catch Ahamu just as his eyes darkened and he fell on his back.
Seeing that his beloved general Ahamu was seriously injured even if he was not dead, Tuo Lei became furious: "Wanyankang, you are so vicious!"