Han Dao world

Chapter 236 Study hard

Chapter 236 Study hard
Looking at the joyous Yang Xiu, Yang Biao couldn't help but feel anxious for no reason.

The Yang Xiu in front of him looked so strange, so strange that he couldn't believe that this was his son.

"Shut up!" Yang Biao yelled at the table, his beard twitching. "What do you understand?"

Yang Xiu was taken aback, turned around and saw Yang Biao getting angry, which made Lingling shiver, and calmed down instantly.

"Father...Father, do you... still remember the question of the Son of Heaven?"

"Your father is not so confused yet." Yang Biao shouted angrily.

"I feel... I have an answer."

"Say."

"Father thought that there are tens of millions of people in the world, what are the pillars?"

Yang Biao was puzzled for a moment, and blinked at Yang Xiu, his eyes flickering.

Yang Xiu's question was too broad, and he didn't know how to answer it.

"Let's put it this way, emperor, minister, scholar-bureaucrat, farmer, craftsman..." Yang Xiu counted them one by one with his fingers.

Yang Biao understood this time, and said without hesitation: "Naturally a scholar-bureaucrat."

"Yes, it's a scholar." Yang Xiu clapped his hands and smiled. "Is that soldier a soldier?"

"This..." Yang Biao hesitated for a moment, and finally came to his senses. "You mean... the Son of Heaven's re-education is to turn all soldiers into real soldiers?"

"Exactly. If everyone in Xiliang is a scholar, learned from the sages, knows benevolence and righteousness, and keeps integrity, how can they kill innocent people and bring disaster to the world?"

Yang Biao frowned slightly. "is it possible?"

"Maybe." Full of confidence, Yang Xiu stepped forward and pulled Yang Biao's sleeve to lead him out of the tent. "Father, what you hear is not as good as what you see, I will take you to see it, and you will believe it."

Yang Biao shook off Yang Xiu's hand vigorously, but still followed Yang Xiu out of the tent.

The father and son came to a big tent dozens of steps away from the big tent of the Chinese Army, and Yang Xiu stopped outside the tent door.

There was the sound of a person reading from the tent.

"Scholars can't...not be ambitious, the responsibilities are heavy but...the road is long. Ren thinks...one's own responsibility, not one..."

The man paused, stuttered for a long time, and did not recite the next sentence.

"Mo Wu, recite the next sentence." A slightly hoarse voice said.

"Here." Another rough voice sounded. "Benevolence is one's own responsibility, isn't it too important? After death, it's not too far away."

"Very good." said the hoarse voice.

"Mr. Xie."

"Liu Yu, do you remember?"

"Remember." The person who hadn't finished reciting before had a trace of shame. "I'll go back and recite it a few times, and I'll reply to my husband tomorrow morning."

"Well, there is no mystery in reading. As long as you put your heart into it, there is nothing you can't do. Although you learn slowly, after a month, you can also memorize "Tabo"? Well, who can explain it? The meaning of this sentence."

"Sir, I'm coming." A crisp voice sounded.

"Hey, this guy is the best at showing off." Several people laughed.

"Hmm cough." The hoarse voice coughed, and the laughter stopped immediately. "Ash, tell me."

"Here. Scholars must be resolute. It means that a scholar should make up his mind, and after making up his mind, he should persist and not give up easily. Hongzhe, Da Ye..."

Standing outside the tent, Yang Biao listened intently and kept nodding.

This voice is very crisp, and it sounds like it should be underage.The accent has a strong taste of Liangzhou, so there is no doubt that it is from Liangzhou.Not only can I recite "The Analects of Confucius", but I can also explain it clearly and logically, which shows that I have indeed put in some effort.

What surprised him even more was that the professor in charge had always been very gentle. Even when he pointed out mistakes, he was persuasive and encouraged.Although the other listeners often laughed, the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Is this one of the twenty teachers?" Yang Biao asked in a low voice.

Yang Xiu nodded and coughed. "Cheng Yuanping."

"Who?" The tent suddenly became quiet, and the tent door was lifted, revealing a big, bald head, and took a look. "Sir, it's Junshi Yang. Uh, there's someone else, this is... Alas, it's Taiwei Yang."

The man's face changed slightly, his big head retracted, and then opened again in a blink of an eye, and a strong man in leather armor came out.

"Mo Wu, the second chief of the third song of the rear general's department Quying, met the Taiwei." Mo Wu bowed deeply.

More people walked out of the big tent, lined up in two teams, and saluted Yang Biao stiffly.

A middle-aged scholar stood in the center, equally embarrassed. "Nanyang Cheng Heng, I met Yang Gong."

Yang Biao lowered his head slightly, looking at these strong and powerful men with respectful expressions, especially the strong man named Mo Wu, his heart was agitated.

This Mo Wu has a bearded hair, he is actually a Qiang barbarian.

But who would have thought that he could recite "The Analects" proficiently.

Yang Biao's eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, and he understood what Yang Xiu meant.

If the people of Xiliang were like these soldiers in front of them, how could they commit murder and arson.Even if there are, there are only a few people occasionally, and there will never be a tragedy like the whole army becoming bandits and looting the people.

"Excuse me, everyone." Yang Biao nodded in greeting.

"Mr. Yang is polite." Seeing Yang Biao's kind tone, Cheng Heng became more courageous, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Yang, Heng... Heng has a merciless request, and I hope Mr. Yang... will be kind to you."

Yang Biao nodded with a smile. "The teacher has an order, how dare you not obey."

Cheng Heng blushed, not knowing whether it was excitement or nervousness.He saluted deeply.

"Mr. Yang is very knowledgeable, can I ask Mr. Yang to speak a few scriptures for the soldiers?"

Yang Biao turned his head and glanced at Yang Xiu. Yang Xiu nodded with a smile and gave him an encouraging look.

"Okay." Yang Biao smiled and said, "It's better to stay outside the tent, which is spacious."

Cheng Heng was overjoyed, and quickly sent people to invite more soldiers to listen to the lecture.Regardless of whether you can understand it or not, if you have the opportunity to listen to Yang Biao's lectures, this is a rare opportunity, and you can play it for a lifetime in the future.

When the news came out, after a while, the entire camp was alarmed. Countless soldiers walked out of the tents and looked towards this side, but they just stood at the door of the tents and did not rush over.

Immediately afterwards, the rear general Yang Ding hurried over while wearing a belt.

Before he got in front of Yang Biao, he suppressed his excitement and said loudly: "Military Master, why didn't you inform me of the Taiwei's visit? Although I am a warrior, I admire the knowledge and morality of the Taiwei. Goodbye..."

Yang Xiu smiled and said, "Isn't this here? Since the general is so enthusiastic, why don't you listen to the lecture together?"

"I want it, I want it." Yang Ding rushed to Yang Biao and bowed to the end. "Taiwei has worked hard." Turning around, he shouted to his entourage: "What are you waiting for? Slaughter sheep, hot wine, military lords, no, all those above the team rate are called. Their ancestors have accumulated virtue, and they are fortunate to listen to Taiwei's lecture. Who would dare not come?" , Lao Tzu dismissed his official position, no, skinned him, and gave his wife to others."

Seeing Yang Ding forget his form, Yang Xiu couldn't help coughing.

Yang Ding quickly shut up, smiled awkwardly, and bowed his hands repeatedly.

Yang Biao couldn't help laughing. "The latter general is really eager to learn. This barracks is almost becoming a school."

"Yes, yes." Yang Ding smiled all over his face. "It's the Holy Son of Heaven who arranged young talents like Yang Junshi to teach me, and arranged twenty more gentlemen. I, Yang Ding, are inexplicably grateful and have nothing to repay. Every night before going to bed, I have to examine myself three times. "

"Oh?" Yang Biao said with a smile, "Which three provinces does the general have?"

Yang Ding's face froze.

He just said casually, how could he really reflect on himself.

"Is this... unfaithful for being a minister? Unkind for... being a father? Unrighteous for... being a general?"

(End of this chapter)

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