Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 72

Half a month later, in the early morning, a round of red sun jumped out of the eastern horizon, and its gentle light shone on the earth.

On Jingping Mountain.

In the Armed Forces Hall.

"Today's housekeeping, Class B is the first, Class A is the last, all students in Class B will receive [-] points in the monthly evaluation, and all students in Class A will immediately go to the school field and run for fifteen miles. Now, go immediately!" In the row of dormitories, instructor Zhang Huo said coldly.

In the Wubeitang, most of the instructors have multiple positions, but Zhang Huo is the one who is the most dedicated. Now he is the number one instructor under Mujing, that is, the chief instructor of the Wubeitang, and his subordinates Several officers and soldiers of the Guards were used as instructors in the Armed Forces Hall.

These guard soldiers are all experienced in many battles, and they are more than capable of teaching these children.

"Yes!"

The monitor of Class A, Lei Hu, saluted with a straight body, and then led the 31 students of Class A without saying a word, walked outside, went to the school grounds, and walked with his head buried.

"Hahaha, today is Class A again!"

"Fortunately it's the deck!"

"This stack of quilts is too tormenting!"

The Wubeitang students in the other three classes watched today's internal affairs pass, and then began to go to the cafeteria leisurely, ready to have breakfast, and there are many classes after breakfast. Every day here is very fulfilling.

"Fang Counselor, can't you just fold the quilt better, and your quilt will be deducted points?"

"Boss, you haven't folded the quilt properly, and you've been deducted points!"

"Damn, our Class A is the first in word recognition, physical strength, running, and martial arts, but it's always the last one in internal affairs, which makes those bastards laugh!"

"Damn it, who invented making the quilt!"

"Still stacked like tofu!"

"Don't swear at people, I heard that it is a task ordered by Jijiu himself!"

A group of teenagers lined up to run. Although the queue was fairly neat, they complained to each other during the run.
far away.

Mu Jing wore a brocade robe, with his hands behind his back, looked at the scene with his eyes, and smiled wryly: "Uncle Huo can suppress Leihu, a tiger boy, and there are not many people in this military hall who can suppress him!"

Lei Hu is only sixteen this year, arrogant and rebellious, and he respects martial arts in his bones, and only respects the strong. Very respectful.

"Mujijiu, I don't quite understand. We are training soldiers, and fighting on the battlefield is the kingly way. If it is said that reading and writing is for reading and reading the art of war, it makes sense, but what is this stack of quilts for?" One of the instructors, he stood beside Mujing, looked at these teenagers, and asked a little puzzled.

After a long time in Wubeitang, he found that Mujing taught these young people more and more new tricks. From getting up in the morning to going to bed at night, there were many subjects, and many of them were unheard of and unheard of by him. It turned out to be really effective.

For example, Zamabu, which is a necessary homework for every student in Wubeitang every morning.

Everyone was reluctant at first.

But after Mujing personally demonstrated it once, they could only force it if they didn't want to.

But after training for these days, they were surprised to find that the balance they could maintain on horseback was much stronger than before.

This has begun to become their habit.

"It's for discipline!"

Mu Jing's eyes burst out with ambition: "What I want is an officer who can't be defeated in terms of will. Only such an officer can build an unbeatable army. In my heart, an unbeatable army needs iron-like soldiers. Discipline, asking them to fold quilts, is to tell them to make their housework tidy. It is nothing to fold them neatly once, but when they can fold them neatly every day, it is discipline. Neatness is a manifestation of discipline. Good people, what discipline is there!"

"discipline?"

Jiang Lu smiled wryly, he was once again persuaded by Mujing, Mujing was right, discipline is very important to soldiers, and lining up to meet the enemy is a matter for everyone, not just for one person, if someone disrespects military orders, then It will definitely fail.

"By the way, the current situation in the county is changing, and Jingping Trading Company seems to be unable to handle it now. Why are you still sitting firmly on this Jingping Mountain?" Jiang Lu squinted slightly, looked at Mujing, and asked road.

The Wuyin business war has begun.

This battle is related to Mushan's reputation, and it is also related to the life and death of more than a dozen merchants in the city.

"Some things cannot be rushed!"

When Mu Jing heard this, he just smiled lightly, and then said calmly: "Besides, Mr. Jiang has been watching for me!"

"Although I stare at it, it is undeniable that I am still lacking in this aspect!" Jiang Lu sighed. He has read a lot of poetry and books, but he is very repulsed by business. It takes time to gain an intuitive understanding, but it is far from enough to deal with this battle. He said in a deep voice: "You often say that shopping malls are like battlefields, and fighters are fleeting. You need to watch them yourself. !"

"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, in fact, the real big family hasn't made a move yet, and they don't want to chat now!"

Mujing's eyes were deep, and a confident smile slightly rose from the corner of his mouth: "If you want to play the trick of returning the goods to the side with me, they are still a little tender!"

In the financial market, there is such a trick, the supply of goods is returned to the side, which is to tighten the supply of goods, manipulate prices, and control the timing of transactions, so that you can make a lot of money.

This is basically the best way for big investors to eat retail investors.

But if it's used on Mu Jing, it's a bit tricky.

"Since you have confidence, that's good!"

Hearing this, Jiang Lu breathed a sigh of relief: "By the way, I couldn't bear your father's repeated requests, so I put on the name of a master book, mainly to teach some officers to read and write. See Come on, your father also realized that it is difficult to pass military orders without literacy, so I will need to go to the military camp every day in the future. Both of you father and son are kings of the mountain. Like a son, like a father, I am a little scholar, and I really can't play it you!"

On the surface of Mushan's corporal respect, this girl is a bandit in her bones, and she uses more tricks than his son in threatening people. She grabs Jiang Lu seven inches and kills the enemy with one blow.

"How did you move you, tell me!"

"He said that if I don't go, I won't go to the Zhonglie Hall in the future!" Jiang Lu said quietly.

The collection of books in the Zhonglie Hall is his true love, if he can't go to the Zhonglie Hall, he would rather die.

"Damn, he is too shameless, I condemn him!" Mu Jing said awe-inspiringly.

"roll!"

Jiang Lu squinted at him and said coldly.

"Mr. Jiang, it's fine if you can't resist. My father is like this. If you follow him, you are a donkey. If you go against him, you are a tiger. But you are such a cunning person, just fool him casually!"

Mu Jing stretched out his hand carelessly, put his arms around his shoulders, and said with a thug smile: "Remember, young people are the future, young people are strong, and the future is strong. You should put your mind on this military equipment hall, let They can at least understand one or two laws of war, this is a qualified officer!"

"What you said is simple, I have no skills to do it alone, how can I do it, why don't you talk to the Marshal, and just say that I don't need to do it!" Jiang Lu gave him a blank look.

"Don't go!"

Mu Jing said: "He is my father, he hung me up and beat me, I didn't have anything to say, isn't he looking for death, you solve it yourself, anyway, I only look at the results, my Wu Beitang students must be within three months, I can read a military book!"

"Hey!"

Jiang Lu sighed: "I have fallen into a den of thieves!"

Although he sighed, but for some reason, he seemed to be getting more and more energetic, as if this was where he belonged, and he seemed to have some sense of belonging to this place, which was a terrible thing, even He didn't realize it himself.

"father!"

A little boy walked up and down.

"San'er, what are you doing here if you don't go to study?" Jiang Lu tensed his face and said coldly, he was playing a strict father.

"Dad, I finished reading!"

Little Jiang Wan was a little aggrieved.

"Little San'er, don't listen to your father's yelling. Studying requires a combination of work and rest. I'll take you to the city to play!" Mu Jing is very close to little Jiang Wan. As the saying goes, the relationship should be cultivated since childhood, and he has to let Jiang Wan trust him. Own.

"Is it really possible?" Little Jiang Wan's eyes were extremely lively.

"Jijiu, San'er, he has homework today!" Jiang Lu frowned.

"A five or six-year-old child, you plan to let him face that book every day!" Mu Jing threw him a face: "You are really cruel as a father!"

"I……"

"My ass, I took Xiaosan away!"

Mu Jing brought a horse, carried little Jiang Wan onto the horse, and rode the horse flying down the mountain.

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In the city, the East Market.

"Do you like this?" Mujing bought some vegetable-flavored noodle cakes and handed them to little Jiang Wan.

This is a very local noodle cake. It is filled with green vegetables. It is burnt golden on the outside and has a crisp bite.

"Ok!"

Little Jiang Wan grabbed one in each hand, ate it deliciously, and said, "We used to pass by here, and I didn't dare to look at it, because Dad didn't have money to buy it!"

"Don't worry, you can buy it if you want to eat it in the future!" Mu Jing said grandly.

"Excuse me, why is this silk and satin shop closed!" In the market, a caravan from other places stopped in a silk and satin shop.

"Go to other silk and satin factories, this silk and satin factory is closed!"

Someone kindly reminded me.

Mu Jing raised his head, frowned slightly, and looked at the signboard: "Zhang's Silk and Satin Village?"

At this time, the voices of discussions around him also entered his ears.

"Look, the last store of Zhang's silk and satin shop has been closed. It seems that the Zhang family is about to collapse!"

"Hey, this family is also pitiful. I also heard that their family has started to sell properties. They have sold all the houses in the west of the city!"

"I've also heard that the Zhang family owes a lot of money, so they can only sell the property to pay off the debt!"

"Not only the Zhang family, but the Xu family even sold several workshops!"

"No, Chengnan Restaurant is also listed for sale!"

"..."

The market was chaotic, and there were all kinds of sounds, intermittently, and Mu Jing could hear a general idea.

"It seems that the heat is almost over!"

Mujing led the horse and led little Jiang Wan to the location of Jingping Trading Company.

(End of this chapter)