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Chapter 167 Breaking Your Pride

"I want to train soldiers!"

Yang Xuan said this after breakfast.

Cao Ying nodded.

Yi Niang nodded.

The old thief nodded.

Only Wang Laoer was in a daze.

"The old man still remembers the scene when the Vasie army came down on the border." Cao Ying said bitterly: "They relied on the large number of people, so they were unscrupulous. This time they withdrew the troops, 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!"

500 people lined up, and the soldiers looked a little gloomy.

"Yesterday, the Vasie army came under the pressure. There were more than [-] troops, and our army was [-]. I can only watch the Vasie people show off their power under the city. Is this feeling good?"

Standing in front of the array, Yang Xuan roared: "If the Vaxie troops trampled on those crops yesterday, whose shame is it? It's the shame of our generation of warriors!"

Array is silent.

But anger was written all over their faces.

The Taiping Army has been fighting continuously since it became an army, and it has been smooth sailing.But yesterday, he was blocked in the city by the Vache people, and he was so aggrieved that he wanted to vomit blood.

Now that Yang Xuan mentioned this matter, he was uncovering everyone's scars.

"What should I do?"

"Sense of shame and then courage."

Yang Xuan said: "Some people will say that we have few people, two thousand and five against ten thousand, it is normal not to dare to fight. But what I want to ask is, who are you waiting for?"

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. What did the ancestors call them? Barbarians! Rongdi!"

"What are barbarians? What are Rongdi?"

"The tribes in the south are barbarians; the tribes in the east are barbarians; the tribes in the west are Rong; the tribes in the north are di."

"Those barbarians Rong Di were envious of my prosperous days in the Central Plains, and they came together to plunder. What did the Central Plains people respond to them at that time?"

"Swords and guns!"

"One person is five beards!"

"Two thousand and five against more than ten thousand, if the ancestors are here, they can beat them out of shit!"

"But what are you waiting for?"

Someone raised their hand.

"Say!"

The sergeant said loudly: "Mingfu, you didn't allow us to fight yesterday, otherwise we would definitely beat them out of shit!"

"Correct!"

"What is the Vasie Department? We have even fought the Beiliao cavalry!"

"..."

The faces of the soldiers turned red and they were furious.

Morale picked up.

Yang Xuan waited for them to finish their roaring, and said: "There is no evidence for what I say, so I will wait and see."

In the subsequent practice, Yang Xuan made people overweight.

"Hit hard!"

Outside the formation, some sergeants were beating them 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 stay where you are! Don't back down!"

"If you want to be a five-husband by yourself, you have to practice harder than others. Sweat more now and bleed less during war!"

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 Vasie this time has reminded me. The only thing we can rely on is ourselves, and it can only be ourselves."

Nan He nodded, "At this moment, Taiping is farming everywhere, and the grain plant is also building armor. When the autumn harvest comes, and with the military exploits, Lang Jun's assessment this year will definitely be top-notch."

"The actions of the Vasie Department also let me know the plan of Beiliao. They want to drive the three major departments to attack Chenzhou, and turn Chenzhou into scorched earth without a single soldier."

Yang Xuan sneered, "He Lianchun was fascinated by money. He planned to drive the Vasie tribe to attack Taiping, but after seeing the Rejuvenation Pill, he changed his appearance. That's good, I have time to train soldiers. I just wait for the right time As soon as we arrive, we will clean up Hua Zhuo."

On the school field, the formation was as immobile as a mountain, and the cavalry were practicing their offensive formation and archery on horseback.

Yang Xuan quietly returned to the county.

"How's Qianji?"

Cao Ying said with a smile: "Today, he looks as if nothing happened, which shows how thick-skinned he is."

"An official, what kind of an official is not thick-skinned?" Yang Xuan's words involved himself.

"I have seen Ming Palace."

Say Qianji, and Qianji will arrive.

Yang Xuan said a few words to him, and then went to inspect the smelting workshop.

The workshop now produces iron very quickly, and can produce both pig iron and wrought iron, which is the hand that almost forges.

"I'll arrange it later."

There are many people in the city who have nothing to do.

The adults come here to work with nothing to do, and the treatment is good, just one thing, don't even think about going out in the future.

"At least they can't go out until the rebellion is successful." Yang Xuan whispered to the old thief.

"Don't worry, sir." The old thief grinned.

……

The county school is finished.

Dozens of craftsmen stood by, watching the foreman talk to the most learned man in the city.

The foreman is a good citizen, but he still bows slightly, with a respectful attitude.

"Li Langjun, please take a look."

Li Wenmin stood in front of the gate with his hands behind his back, and asked, "Have you finished cleaning?"

"Yes." The foreman respected Li Wenmin, but what he actually respected was knowledge.

A smile appeared on Li Wenmin's thin face, "You worked hard this time, the old man saw that although there were some mistakes and omissions, there were no big mistakes. Good job."

"Thank you, Li Langjun, for your compliment." The foreman smiled like a blossoming face.

A few middle-aged men came, and one of them said with a smile, "Assistant Li is preparing to teach?"

The foreman turned around and saw that there were several other scholars in Taiping City... the exiled prisoners, and hurriedly saluted.

No way, what he admires most is scholars.

Li Wenmin, who was still smiling kindly just now, said coldly: "Why, do you want to compete with the old man? Compose poems or refute the scriptures? The old man allows you to come up with questions. How dare you?"

Several men were furious, but they looked at each other, but no one dared to speak out.

Li Wenmin said indifferently: "The previous few refutations, you have suffered a crushing defeat, and dare to talk about learning in front of the old man? Go back and read books for decades, and then call yourself a scholar."

These harsh words made people feel ashamed, but anyone with a temper should take action.

But the faces of several middle-aged men only turned red, and one of them pointed at Li Wenmin and shouted: "How can the Ming government tolerate you with your dog temper? Teaching, I think you will go to prison. Let's look at each other. Good luck, let's go!"

Li Wenmin said sarcastically: "If the Ming government refuses to accept it, this old man would rather go to jail than work for this kind of people. If a man dies, he will die. Why do you bend your knees!"

The craftsmen under the foreman are not good at fighting, and fighting is common, and he doesn't care at all.But at this moment, he felt timid, and did not salute until those people left, "So, I will take my leave."

Li Wenmin smiled and nodded, "Thank you."

After these people left, Li Wenmin closed the door and went to look for Yang Xuan.

……

Yang Xuan was still at Guzhong, watching those craftsmen forging weapons.

"Horizontal knives must not only be sharp, but also tough." Gu Zhong introduced to him.

The old thief came over, "Mr. Lang, the teaching assistant from the county school is here."

Only then did Yang Xuan think of 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 person?"

The old thief said: "Yes, this person is called Li Wenmin, and he used to be a teaching assistant in the local state school. This person is quite talented, but he is so talented."

Let go of your talents!
Yang Xuan thought of those bird people in the Imperial College. Of course, those students of metaphysics disdain to rely on their talents. In their view, if they have the time to rely on their talents, it is better to test how to fly and find a few Friends drink and argue.

"Why was this person exiled?" Talented but with a bad temper, what great things can such a person do.

The old thief said with a smile: "This man is talented but has a bad temper. When he argued with the Shangguan once, the Shangguan spoke rudely and humiliated his mother."

Just scold some grass mud horses and the like.

"But did you curse back?" Yang Xuan thought of what Suzaku once said, if it spouts people, it is invincible in the world.

Cao Ying had a strange expression, "This man was furious, and he shot immediately, seriously injuring Shangguan with one punch and one kick."

"Could it be that the cultivation is not bad?" Yang Xuan thought it was okay, at least he could teach the students how to practice.

"No, he broke Shangguan's nose bone with one punch, and kicked Shangguan's... Niuniu." The old thief said, subconsciously pinched his legs.

With this temper, it's almost unreasonable to talk about relying on talent, and it's a bit defiant.

"Let him in." Yang Xuan was ready to meet him.

The old thief said: "Old Cao said that this person is the most knowledgeable in Taiping City, but this person is too bad-tempered. Last time I met Lao Cao, he even argued a lot about his knowledge. Lao Cao was almost mean, so he despised him. If Lao Cao hadn't thought about the lack of students in the school, he would have thrown him to Guzhong on the spot to forge steel."

It seems that the temper is not very good!

Yang Xuan said: "I just want to see and see."

When Li Wenmin came in, the old thief lowered his voice, "If something is wrong, the villain will deal with him."

If Li Wenmin dared to be arrogant towards Lang Jun, the old thief could slap him half to death on the spot.

Li Wenmin, who was thin, came in to salute, "The school is ready, how to recruit students, how to teach, the villain went to see the county magistrate Cao, and the magistrate said that this matter has to be decided by the Ming government."

A century-old plan, education first.These students will be his foundation in the future, Cao Ying wisely chose to avoid them.

"You don't need to call yourself a villain in the future." Yang Xuan went out first.

"Mingfu, the villain is a criminal." Li Wenmin was stunned.

"But you are a teaching assistant." Yang Xuan said: "Teachers have dignity, I don't want children to feel that their teaching assistants are personal crimes."

Yang Xuan concealed a sentence: I don't want the children to know that criminals can also be teaching assistants.

The children are innocent, try to instill some beautiful concepts at this time.Once they think that criminals can come out to teach like normal people, will they think the law is a fart in the future?Or feel that you can do whatever you want if you have talent.

Li Wenmin was startled, and murmured: "Master's dignity, teacher's dignity. Thank you Mingfu."

The old thief murmured in his heart, and said to Wang Lao Er: "This man has a violent temper, I'm afraid the gentleman's trick of being gentle will not work."

Wang Lao Er glanced at his right hand.

The county school located in the west of the city was quite 'luxurious', and this luxury was evaluated based on the dilapidated buildings in the county.

The school building is very tidy, and a small school yard was built according to Yang Xuan's request.

"I don't know what the Ming government is doing with this small school?"

Li Wenmin felt that if this open space was used to plant trees, it would be beautiful.

"Students have to practice every day."

Yang Xuan thought of the education in that world. Students from a long time ago needed to learn a lot, not only knowledge, but also the ability to kill the enemy.

Students educated in this way can kill the enemy when they get on a horse, and shepherds when they get off a horse.

"Students in the Ming Mansion are busy with their studies, so it's enough to do some daily activities." Li Wenmin was a little disapproving, "Schools all over the country, including those in Chang'an, except for the Imperial College, are now all focused on preparing for the imperial examination. official!"

"Is studying to be an official?" Yang Xuan felt that Datang was going to another extreme, which reminded him of Song and Ming in another world.

The students of the Song and Ming Dynasties were all focused on studying for the imperial examination. The so-called book has its own golden house...

"A rich family doesn't need to buy fertile land. There are thousands of millet in the book. There is no need to raise a high hall to live in peace. There is a golden house in the book. Don't hate to be unattended when you go out. There are many horses in the book. When you marry a wife, don't hate unscrupulous matchmakers. Book There is beauty in it like jade.”

A gleam flashed in Li Wenmin's eyes.After Yang Xuan came to Taiping, he also heard about the deeds of this Ming mansion, and he was able to fight effectively, but he never heard of any literary conference.

Scholars in the Tang Dynasty, who are talented, like to hold essay meetings every now and then.Write a few poems no matter good or bad, drink good wine, and beauties add to the fun, this is the joy of life and a sense of superiority.

But this Ming Fu didn't move at all, Li Wenmin felt that it was probably due to his limited talent.

So when Cao Ying asked him to take charge of the county school, he was quite proud.Quite a bit like I, Li Wenmin, don't come out, and the eternal peace is 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 talents, but he refused to betray his conscience. "Reading is an elegant thing, and one should be an official after reading. Otherwise, what is one's learning?"

If this guy continues to develop, he will be a corrupt scholar!Yang Xuan walked in slowly.

The old thief took a look at Li Wenmin and found that the arrogance in this person's eyes had lost a bit.

Yang Xuan looked at the school building and nodded slightly, "It's done well. I'm thinking of the students sitting in the classroom, reading loudly, how lively they are."

Li Wenmin nodded slightly, but refused to agree.

Yang Xuan said, "Third watch lights and five watch chickens."

what!
Li Wenmin let out a light sigh, and frowned slightly, thinking that although this sentence was common, it was a good start, and if the following could follow the trend, it would be a good poem too.

But good poetry is hard to find!
He glanced at Yang Xuan.

"It's when the boy is studying."

Simple, yet inspiring.

Li Wenmin nodded.

Yang Xuan took a look at this person, "The black hair doesn't know how to study early, and Bai Shoufang regrets studying late."

Li Wenmin stopped, chanted this poem slowly, raised his head for a long time, his eyes lit up, "This poem from the Ming Dynasty can be a motto for our county."

The old thief murmured to Wang Lao Er: "This man seems to admire Lang Jun."

"These two poems are both persuasive poems, but the first one is biased!" Yang Xuan said indifferently: "What book has its own golden house and its own Yan Ruyu, what if it doesn't? Officials go to corrupt the law and do business to cheat and deceive."

The first poem was the bait he threw out, and at this moment he was refusing it with momentum, which could be said to be unstoppable.

Yang Xuan turned around and looked at Li Wenmin, "My students don't just study, what I want is both civil and military. My students can't just study to be officials, they should learn to be human first. Do you understand?"

At this moment, his eyes were sharp, and Li Wenmin should fight back logically, but he hesitated for a moment.

The reason why a person relies on his talents is because he feels that the sky is the boss, his second child, and no one in this world can suppress him in terms of knowledge.

But the Mingfu before him opened his mouth with two good poems that shocked him unceasingly. He asked himself that he didn't have such poetic talent after racking his brains, so it can be seen that Mingfu's talent should be higher than his own.

The old man underestimated Ming Fu!
"Being a human being, some people study, some are craftsmen, some join the army, some do business, some teach, and some become officials... The prosperity of all industries is the foundation of my prosperous Tang Dynasty. Why do you study only to be an official? After this talk You can't say it in the county school!"

Li Wenmin's lips twitched.

Yang Xuan has already entered the second gate.

There is the sound of chanting.

"Sunflowers in the green garden, morning dew waiting for the sun. Yangchun Budeze, all things are radiant. I often fear that the autumn festival will come, and the leaves of the yellow flowers will decline. When the rivers and rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west? The young and the strong do not work hard, and the old is sad!" "

The old thief saw Li Wenmin's complexion changed drastically, and he bowed towards Yang Xuan's back, "Take orders."

The old thief seemed to hear the sound of something breaking. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that the thing Li Wenmin was most proud of was smashed by Mr. Lang himself.

(End of this chapter)