Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 57 Selection of Instructors III

In the night sky, a round of bright moon exudes a bright light, and the stars are shining.

Zhonglie Hall.

In the bookstore, three oil lamps formed a triangle shape, and the light interlaced and reflected, illuminating this not-so-large space brightly, like daytime.

Now it is close to midnight, and there is no nightlife in this era, and the villagers in the village basically work from sunrise to sunset, but Mujing is still busy at this moment.

He is writing the life and study of Wubeitang and the prescribed time for work and rest, as well as some course arrangements for the students of Wubeitang.

At the beginning of the preparations for the Wubeitang, there were too many things, and this new type of military academy was too new, there were not many people who could help, almost all the big and small things were on him, and he was a little out of breath I can't breathe.

He used to think that to build a military academy, money would do.

Only now did he realize that building a military academy was not as easy as he imagined.

"Young master, you have been busy all night, drink some tea and refresh yourself!"

Zhang Gu held a cup of tea himself, patted the door lightly, walked in, bowed to Mujing, then put the tea on the table, and then said with concern: "The night is already late, now It's already midnight, you might as well go and rest for a while, if you are less in charge, if there is anything important, you can let me do it for you!"

"fine!"

Mu Jing put down the brush and loosened his wrist, it's not easy to write with this brush.

He has practiced for a long time, and he can barely write eye-catching fonts, but each font is very difficult, and his wrists are numb after writing too much.

It's not easy to be a scholar in ancient times.

He picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea vigorously, moistened his throat, and said, "Uncle, I'm still young and strong, so it's fine to stay up all night. Now the Wubei Hall is preparing, and there are still many things waiting for me to confirm. Can't let those who believe in me down!"

"Young Master..." Zhang Gu became a little hesitant to speak.

"Uncle, there are only you and me here. You are my uncle and an elder. You beat and scolded me, so why not say anything?" Mu Jing raised his head, glanced at him, and frowned slightly.

"Young Master, I heard that you invited Zhang Huo, the deputy general of the Taiping Divine Guard Army, to join the Wubei Hall as a martial arts instructor. Is there such a thing?" Zhang Gu finally made up his mind, and asked in a low voice.

"That kid Lei Hu told you?"

When Mu Jing heard the words, he was not surprised, but just smiled lightly.

Although he said that he has established enough prestige in Jingping Village recently, he is only thirteen years old after all. After all, he is still a young man who has never reached the top. will worry.

But Zhang Gu himself is a very delicate person, he didn't want Mu Jing to have a suspicion of distrust, so he just secretly sent someone to watch him, and didn't interfere in any of his affairs.

For Mu Jing, Zhang Gu's thoughts are easy to guess, he just hopes that he can add something later when he does something that is not comprehensive.

This is a good intention, and Mujing will naturally not refuse it.

And Lei Hu, a foolish boy, still wants to learn from other people's Infernal Affairs, but he can't hide the matter in his heart, his little thoughts that are entangled to death have actually been clearly seen by Mu Jing.

"Master Shao, don't blame him. I didn't ask him to monitor the master. I don't have any opinions on what the master should do. But the master is still young. Before the master left, Jingping village and The young master entrusted me with it, I just hope that behind the young master, I can pick up the supplements for the young master!" Zhang Gu was a little apprehensive, especially since he had seen the decisive Mujing, so he bowed and saluted. Whispered apology.

"Ha ha!"

Mu Jing laughed loudly: "Uncle, don't worry too much. Uncle cares about me. How can I, Mu Jing, not know that it's just a trivial matter. There's no need to apologize. After all, I'm young and I don't think enough about things. Don't worry, it's normal!"

He paused, and said again: "Uncle is right, I have indeed invited Zhang Huo to join my military training hall as a martial arts instructor, to teach martial arts to my military training students, and the Holy Maiden of Taiping has already agreed!"

"Young master, Zhang Huo is not a good person!" Zhang Gudao: "People of the Taiping Dao have the best instinct to confuse people's hearts. Half of the youths in Wu Beitang are our descendants, and more of them are from back then. If some of the orphans left by Huangjin Zhonglie are used by him, they may only listen to him in the future instead of listening to the young masters, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss!"

"Of course I know that Zhang Huo is no ordinary person!"

A playful smile rose from the corner of Mujing's mouth, and he said confidently: "But don't worry, uncle, under my nose, he won't be able to make waves. It would be a pity if his martial arts can't be used!"

"What about the Holy Maiden of Peace?" Zhang Gu looked at Mu Jing's confidence, and didn't say anything more, it was useless, he was silent for a while, and asked again.

"This little girl's film is not easy!"

Hearing this, Mu Jing was somewhat hesitant, and after a long silence, he opened his mouth and said, "After all, she helped us, if you didn't take action that night with the guards under her command, even if we could win, at least we would have to pay the youth battalion. For most of Erlang's life, she is a person who is kind to us and a person with sensitive identities. She is still left to my father to deal with. How I express my position is not appropriate now. As for what my father will do, I will wait for my father. Come back and say, no one can make a decision on behalf of father, after all, father is our master!"

"My subordinates understand!"

When Zhang Gu heard this, his heart trembled, and he quickly responded seriously.

Brotherhood belongs to brotherhood, but in Jingping Village, a small group of the Yellow Turban Army, the master system headed by Mushan must be determined. No one can surpass this point. If the rules are broken, people's hearts will be scattered.

"Uncle, don't worry, I will personally explain this matter to my father!" Mu Jing said, "As for the Holy Maiden of Peace, you should confess what you should confess, and what you should conceal should be concealed from her. She knows too many of our secrets, this little girl is very shrewd, you must guard against it!"

"Ok!"

Zhang Gu nodded in agreement, and then continued: "Young Master, there is no news from Tufu Mountain, but there were some rumors before that the soldiers and horses of the Great Master were forced to enter Tufu Mountain. I don't know, did we prepare early..."

"If you send people to inquire again, you must get the most accurate information!"

Mu Jing thought for a while, and said: "It is right to prepare early. These days, you should hide our warehouse, food, money and cloth, and try not to stay in the village, just in case. If father is really defeated, we have to withdraw, we have to be prepared for the worst, it is better than not being prepared when disaster strikes!"

"promise!"

Zhang Gu surrendered his command, and he also knew that the current situation is very serious for them. Is it very important here in Wuyin City? camp, few people can do nothing to get them.

The key is Mu Shan's success or failure. In this world where soldiers are kings, the soldiers and horses in Mu Shan's hands are the foundation of their foothold, so they should prepare for the worst.

The two chatted for a few words, sorting out the recent events in Jingping Village, and then Zhang Gu also reported the money and food sent by the merchants in the city. About half an hour later, Zhang Gu bowed his hands and left the Book Pavilion.

Mu Jing took another sip of tea, and then continued to write about the discipline of the military equipment hall. The foundation of soldiers and ordinary rangers lies in a discipline. A well-disciplined army is an army that can win without arrogance and defeat, so discipline is very important.

In addition, the time allocation of work and rest is also very important...

Unknowingly, the hourglass at the corner of the bookstore passed the scale of Choushi, and Mu Jing put down the pen, blew on your ink on it with his mouth, stood up and stretched, feeling a little sleepy, He just lay down on the table and fell asleep directly.

When he woke up again, it was already morning, and the sun was rising, and the sun was golden and dazzling.

"Young master, you're awake, why don't you wash your face first!" Tan Zong entered with a plate of water, saw that Mu Jing had gotten up, and said hastily.

"What time is it?"

Mujing came out and asked.

"It's less than a moment!"

"It's so late, why don't you wake me up, don't you know there are important things today?"

"Less master, you only slept for less than two hours..."

"never mind!"

Mu Jing waved his hand, he quickly washed his face, and then found a new set of clothes, a set of white Confucian gowns, after putting on, his hair was tied up in a cloth scarf, and he looked more or less like a scholar.

"Have you inquired about what I asked you to inquire about?"

"I have found out clearly, so he opened a small private school in the south of the city, teaching children to read, and usually relying on some meager training!"

"How's your reputation?"

"It's a good reputation!"

"That's good!"

"Young master, this person's temper is not very good, do you really want to invite him to the Wubei hall?" Tan Zong said with some doubts: "These scholars have always been hard-headed, and our reputation outside is mostly thieves. , they may not be willing to go with thieves!"

Wubeitang needs some scholars to teach reading and writing.

There are quite a few scholars in Wuyin, but most of them are members of the gentry. Now that the situation between them is like fire and water, they dare not use these people.

Only poor scholars can be used.

However, there are not many scholars from poor families. The only few are basically hard-tempered. They can withstand the oppression of scholars from aristocratic families and the torture of poverty.

"In Wuyin, there are only a few scholars who can catch my eye. If he is a talent, it doesn't matter if I visit the thatched cottage!"

After Mujing tidied up his robes, he told Tan Zong: "I asked you to prepare the gift for me carefully, without making any mistakes, and then we hurried to the city to pay a visit in person, and I am determined to win this person, even if If you tie it, you have to tie it back!"

(End of this chapter)