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  Chapter 48 047 [Art of War and Martial Arts]

   "Tianchi Mountain is lush and dense, and Gao Shi opened his bamboo house to lean in. After fasting, apes offer fruit at three o'clock... The dust has disappeared, and the true nature is revealed, so there is no need to hang cassocks under the pine."

  This poem was written by Fei Yuanlu, the head of Hanzhu Academy, when he visited Tianru Temple two years ago.

  This temple is located at the foot of Jiuyang Mountain in the north of Hekou Town. It was first built during the Wanli period, and various Fei clans donated a lot of money.

  The eighth day of April is Buddha's birthday, which is said to be Sakyamuni's birthday.

  Nearby devout men and women invited to go to Tianru Temple to bathe Buddha. It's a pity that Wei Jianxiong was sent to Taihe County to search for books, and missed a great opportunity, otherwise he would definitely have taken the opportunity to have a tryst with Chen.

  The government examination of Guangxin Prefecture has finally begun.

  There were too many students applying for the examination, and the examination room was too crowded, so they took the examination in batches by counties. This is a routine practice in Jiangxi and Zhejiang provinces.

   For talented people, it is also a great time to make money!

  Each candidate not only needs a student from the county as a guarantee, but also needs a student from the county as a guarantee to take the government examination.

  Students are students who can receive wages, and they are scholars in the true sense. For a government examination, each person may guarantee more than a dozen candidates, and the living expenses for this year will be covered.

  On the eighth day of April, the Buddha's birthday, and the Fucheng Examination, Zhao Han is also eleven years old.

   Coincidentally, Zhao Han and Sakyamuni were born on the same day.

  The entire academy is on vacation, and many students are taking exams. Many teachers also ran to Fucheng to earn guarantor money as janitors.

  In the bamboo forest.

  Xu Ying is memorizing Mencius.

  Pang Chunlai held a cane and sat cross-legged in the center: "The method of camping is nothing more than following two points. One is self-strengthening, and the other is stifling the enemy. It is just offensive and defensive. Whether to attack or defend, it depends on the actual situation..."

  "General marching, you can set up camp in the high mountains. Even if you station at the foot of the mountain, you should also send people to occupy the mountain. In this way, you can guard against the enemy's sneak attack. If you can face the dangers of the mountains, face the people, and have both offensive and defensive skills, it is the best..."

   "If there is a special military order, it is mainly to strangle the enemy. Then the camping site should be set up at the water and land key points, which is equivalent to driving nails in the enemy's back..."

"When camping, avoid water and fire. Especially in summer, don't choose a place that is low and wet, otherwise you may be in danger of flooding the seven armies. In a place full of thorns, it is easy for the enemy to sneak and attack with fire. If there is no place to choose, then Clear the thorns and weeds outside the camp..."

"Although we should guard against flooding, we can't do without water. People rely on water to eat horses and chew. The way to find water is to observe birds and beasts. Where wild horses and yellow sheep appear and flocks of birds gather, most of them have water sources nearby... "

  Zhao Han, Fei Ruhe, Fei Chun, and Fei Yuanjian are all sitting on the ground at this moment, listening very carefully, which is much more interesting than the Four Books and Five Classics.

   After talking about how to choose a camp, Pang Chunlai suddenly said: "I will stop talking about choosing a place today, and I will talk about camping tomorrow. I will test your arithmetic progress first."

"what!"

   Except for Zhao Han, everyone wailed.

   In fact, there is nothing terrible, it is nothing more than a mixed operation of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

  San Fei slowly went to solve the problem, scratching his head and fidgeting.

Pang Chunlai ignored these students and went to read the ancient prose by himself. He liked Su Shi's "Liu Hou Lun", and immediately shook his head and recited: "The so-called heroes in ancient times must have some virtues. If human feelings can't bear it, everyone will be humiliated." , draw your sword, stand up and fight, this is not enough courage..."

  Xu Ying is still reading "Mencius" silently. His memory is very good, and he can remember it after reading it silently four or five times at most. Then review it every day to deepen your memory and prevent it from being forgotten after a long time.

  Zhao Han had nothing to do, so he picked up the bamboo spear beside him.

  I have practiced stabbing him countless times, and not long ago, Wei Jianxiong taught him the art of parrying again.

  Blocking is much more complicated, and it must be both offensive and defensive. While blocking, prepare to change moves.

   After practicing for a full quarter of an hour, Zhao Han turned his head and found that San Fei was still doing math problems. It seems that the lower grades of elementary school are difficult for them.

  Finally, Fei Yuanjian held the straw paper: "Sir, I made it."

  Pang Chunlai took a look at the straw paper and nodded in approval: "Very well done, you are making rapid progress."

  Fei Yuanjian immediately became happy. He was not as good as Xu Ying in reciting books, and Fei Ruhe was not as good in fighting. He had to study arithmetic seriously so that he could find a sense of presence.

  Zhao Han was also very happy, and shouted: "Come quickly and greet me."

  Practice parry, you can't do it alone, you have to fight with someone.

  Fei Yuanjian is a piece of trash. Fights used to depend on the number of people. During this time, he is practicing martial arts with Fei Ruhe. He raised a bamboo stick, and Zhao Han easily parried his attack full of loopholes, and then he was hit by a counterattack on the shoulder.

   "Again, there is a problem with your center of gravity, don't stride too far." Zhao Han corrected his mistake.

  Fei Yuanjian's progress is still very fast, and he corrects it through duels, and he doesn't have so many vain moves. After adjusting his pace, his shot was much more stable, but Zhao Hange opened his weapon again, and Zhao Han's counterattack hit his waist.

   Fei Ruhe glanced towards the battle place while doing the questions, wishing he could join immediately.

   "Can't do it?" Pang Chunlai asked with a smile.

  Fei Ruhe scratched his head and said, "Sir, this question is too difficult."

   "Nonsense!"

  Pang Chunlai picked up his crutches and drew a line on the ground: "The main force of our army has traveled 300 miles, marching 50 miles a day. The reinforcements are rushing 80 miles a day..."

  Fei Ruhe looked at the two line segments on the ground, and muttered: "If you draw the picture earlier, I would have made it earlier."

   "Can't you draw pictures yourself? Have I taught you!" Pang Chunlai scolded.

  Fei Ruhe was in a hurry to fight, so he said: "Sir, if you ask the same question again, I will definitely be able to solve it."

  Pang Chunlai casually changed the content of the topic, threw it to Fei Ruhe and said, "Let's do it!"

  Perhaps it was due to the attraction of being eager to practice martial arts, Fei Ruhe seemed to have a sudden enlightenment, he drew lines with bamboo branches, and quickly solved this chasing problem.

  He threw down the pen and paper, picked up his weapon, laughed loudly and said, "I'll do it too!"

  Fei Chun finally finished the problem and joined the battle group with a stick. The four of them were divided into two groups for a big scuffle.

   And Xu Ying, still not squinting, continued to read "Mencius" silently.

  Pang Chunlai watched quietly. His eyesight was very poor, and he could only see a few figures nearby. But he was in a very happy mood, stroking his beard and smiling all the time, as if seeing the day when the rebellion succeeded.

   This bad old man is very bad. When he was alone with Fei Yuanjian, he instilled negative thoughts in various ways to lure Fei Yuanjian to be hostile to his family.

  Because of his mother's suicide, Fei Yuanjian hated his tribe deeply. Being induced by Pang Chunlai in this way, his mentality gradually changed, and he focused on seeking revenge from his clansmen.

  After a fight, everyone was exhausted.

  Fei Ruhe sat down, panting, "When we grow up, why don't we set up a cottage on Ehu Mountain. I will be the owner of the village, Zhao Han will be the second master, Yuan Jian will be the third master, and Xu Ying will be the military advisor..."

   "Master, what about me?" Fei Chun interrupted anxiously.

   "If you are the shopkeeper, you will be in charge of the food and clothing in the village, as well as making ordnance." Fei Ruhe said.

  Fei Chun immediately became happy: "Then I will be the shopkeeper." Then he was puzzled, "The northern foot of Ehu Mountain is our family, and the rest of Ehu Mountain is mostly Fei's other clan. Who should we rob?"

  Fei Yuanjian suddenly said: "Just rob Fei's family, rob the rich and give to the poor!"

   "Yes, Fei's family has a big business, so it's nothing to be robbed a few times." Fei Ruhe said foolishly.

  Fei Chun came up with an idea: "Let me see, first grab Shitang Town, the paper mill there is very profitable!"

   "Steal them all, whoever owns them." Fei Ruhe said, patting his belly.

  Qianshan paper has a complete range of dozens of types, and Shitang Town is the best for Zouben paper, and there are several such papermaking bases.

   In addition, there is also a tea production base, and the lead mountain river black tea is sold all over the world.

   Zhao Han said in a joking tone: "What's the point of robbing the rich and giving to the poor? It's better to raise the flag and rebel."

  Fei Ruhe was taken aback, stuck out his tongue and said, "That's not okay, you'll lose your head. There are so many good men in Liangshan, haven't they been recruited by the court?"

   "I'm just talking, haha." Zhao Han laughed.

  Fei Chun said in a low voice: "Brother, you can't say such things indiscriminately. I heard that the nine clans will be punished for treason."

   "Fucking the Jiu Clan," Fei Ruhe said disdainfully, "When King Ning rebelled, if he really killed the Jiu Clan, my mother's family would have been gone long ago. How can I still sit here and talk to you?"

  Fei Ruhe's mother was from the Lou clan of Jiujiang, the wife of King Ning.

  Fei Chun patted his heart, with lingering fear in his heart, he said, "It's fine if you don't punish the Nine Clans."

  Fei Ruhe scolded: "What are you talking about? Is it possible that you really want to rebel?"

  Fei Chun reacted suddenly: "That's right, I won't rebel, so I don't care which clans he punishes."

   A few kids were talking nonsense, Zhao Han smiled and sat next to Mrs. Pang.

  Pang Chunlai said in a low voice: "I saw the Tang newspaper in the first lunar month yesterday. The emperor ruled that Wei Zhongxian had conspired against him, and he seemed to be going to jail. There are internal and external troubles, and there is another court dispute. It seems that the world is really in chaos."

  Zhao Han shook his head and said, "If Jiangxi wants to be in chaos, it must suffer from catastrophe year after year."

   "That's true. I'm afraid there will be no chaos in Jiangxi," Pang Chunlai said. "In a few years, when you grow up, maybe we can go to the north."

   "Let's talk about it later." Zhao Han was not in a hurry.

  He has just turned eleven years old, and he is only twelve years old these days.

   What can a little kid do?

  The top priority is to seriously hone your skills and make some friends by the way.

  (end of this chapter)