Sure enough, the purpose is not pure.

When Xu Yi saw the people sent by Longyou Xingjundao, he knew that they were all playing fast...... It's all old foxes.

There are so many familiar faces. Those who stabbed the Shifu and the Changshi Mansion seem to have found many familiar faces, including Captain Shen, who stuck his balls last time... ～

You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder...... Is that so? That's probably what it means.

Trauma first aid, that's a discipline, is it a discipline, do you know?

Discipline, which discipline can be simpler?

Although Xu Yi was not a good student before, he only learned the surface, and it should be easy to deal with this kind of thing.

Xu Yi has a sense of looking down, facing a thousand years ago, he was a scumbag, and he was also a master.

Well, this is to pluck a hair and benefit the world? Hey!

It's just that this writing is so tiring......

"What is this word?"

"Transport, transport."

"What about this?"

"Trauma, traumatic trauma...... What do you mean? ”

Xu Qing accompanied Xu Yi, even if he was stunned, he could only be stunned.

Ling Fengzi was different, he turned around and looked, there were actually too many words he didn't recognize.

This is to teach those soldiers to be foolish, I don't know a few words, and then look at what Xu Yi wrote, it's ugly, not to say, and the strokes are omitted everywhere.

This...... This is the face of the Gongming Palace!

As for Xu Yi, he has a big face, and no one cares if he loses a little.

"Uncomfortable? Why don't you come? ”

"I don't understand."

"Transcription, right? Ask me a word I don't know! ”

Xu Yi's expression, this attitude, and this bullish spirit seemed to Ling Fengzi to be illiterate.

Ling Fengzi was aggrieved and had to endure it. Just looked at Xu Qing twice: See? This is your homemaster.

Xu Qingte is proud. The head of the family did this: I asked you for help, and you begged for it!

After the entire text was transcribed, Xu Qingcai felt that Ling Fengzi did not suffer at all.

Xu Yi racked his brains hard, held back his memories with all his might, and tried his best to systematize and hierarchical scattered knowledge... ~ Avoiding debridement sutures and osteopathy, it is not so easy to explain the assassination of the history of the house.

Xu Yi wrote the basic knowledge of trauma first aid, the basic skills of pre-hospital first aid for accidental injuries, etc., and wrote I don't know how many words, anyway, it took three days to write.

In the past three days, Xu Qing, Xu Feng, and Xu Yun accompanied him for three days, and Ling Fengzi transcribed for three days.

And what is really shocking and benefiting is also Ling Fengzi.

This is Sun Zhenren's sores inheritance, right?

"Brother Yi'er, should I discuss it with the abbot?"

After all, this is Xu Yi's, Ling Fengzi is reluctant, and he really doesn't know how to stop it.

This is the essence of the sores department, and it is also a bargaining chip for Xu Yi to gain fame.

Xu Yi is undeniable.

Indeed, when I was recalling, I didn't step on the brakes and accidentally slipped out too much knowledge.

The basic knowledge of the so-called trauma first aid is hemostasis, bandaging, fixation, and handling. It's just that Xu Yi remembers a little deeper... ~ The main thing is that I am too lazy to toss like this anymore, not only to recall what I have learned, but also to translate it into the current language, which is too brain-burning.

If you really master what Xu Yi wrote, not to mention that you can be a master of sores in this world, it is absolutely no problem to eat and drink without worrying.

Xu Yizhen didn't think that he was so talented, he was still a talent, especially when even Xuan Chengzi admired him, it felt a little refreshing to take a bite of ice cream on a hot day.

"Brother Yi'er, are you really going to teach like this?"

"Patriarch, the main reason is that I'm lazy, the words are ugly, and I don't want to think about it a second time. However, the kid thought that he had to come up with some dry goods, otherwise he would not be able to explain to the Assassin's Mansion. ”

"In addition, there is one thing that cannot be ignored, the people sent by the Assassin Mansion this time are personal guards and newly recruited soldiers. After these people wait, they may belong to all the state capitals of Dasheng......"

Peach and plum all over the world. Xu Yi thought about it, this should be not bad, right?

The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at the world for not being far away...... Wasn't that the original work? Xu Yi is really a little superior.

Isn't it overthinking? Do you really think that two traumatized apprentices can leave seeds in the entire Dasheng army?

Maybe!

Staying alive on the battlefield is more memorable than everyday.

Hyun Sung still saw it.

"Ling Feng, you and the others will excerpt it, compile it into a book, and send it to the Assassin's Mansion for inspection, so that the Assassin's Mansion must be satisfied. The original manuscript is a top secret of the Gongming Palace, and it is not allowed to be disposed of without authorization except for the descendants of Xu Yi. ”

In addition, the original centralized teaching was abolished by Er and others, and all the narration was done by Brother Yi'er. Brother Yi, don't shirk this matter! ”

As a teacher, Xu Yi didn't think about it...... But I'm only twelve.

A little kid, standing on the podium, with the voice of a male duck who is in the stage of voice change, gives a lecture to a group of old men...... Think about it, think about it again, that scene is too charming, but it should be quite accomplished.

"Brother Yi'er, if you teach me and inherit from you, you will have the name of your heir, even if you die, this cannot be changed."

Xu Yi understood what Xuan Cheng said, he was not hesitating, but imagining the charm of that scene and fascinated.

"Uncle Qing, is there any black paint in the hall?"

Now Xu Qing is already the role of Xu Yi's long-term follower, and he is also the housekeeper of Xu Yi's mansion in the future...... It's a long way to go, but it's not too ambitious, and there is a foundation.

"Yes. It is useful to repair the meditation room, and there are reserves in the hall. ”

If there is, Xu Yi has seen it, there is no blackboard in the Gongming Palace, and he doesn't know if there is a blackboard in the private school of the Dasheng Dynasty.

However, if there is a need, it must be done.

This is not some kind of art, Xu Yi is not reluctant.

A large chalkboard, a whole plank...... Xu Yi is very distressed about this thing, such a complete plank...... If this is a coffin, it is not the so-called one-sided one-bottom, it is a real one-sided one-bottom, and it will cost a lot of money.

His father, and his mother... ~ Well, it was buried by Ling Fengzi with the people of Gongming Palace.

The blackboard is about the same height as Xu Yi, and the plaster block is used as chalk, the time is tight, the task is heavy, and it is too late to show off making chalk.

Actually, Xu Yi didn't know how to do it. This is left to the Gongmei Palace.

The largest meditation room in the Gongming Hall is the place where the scriptures are usually preached, and at this time there are thirty or fifty people sitting on the ground, waiting for the teacher to teach......

When Xu Yi entered the door, and then stood in front of the blackboard, looking at the moment when the blackboard was not as high, the whole meditation room exploded, and it was chaotic.

"What do you tell us, little boy? Have you ever seen blood? The hair hasn't grown yet, has it? ”

"Bang...... Poof......"

The class laughed, Xu Yi was prepared, but he didn't expect that the captain surnamed Shen would actually make a move.

One kick kicked the one with the broken mouth away. Like him once was, he flew out and puffed out a mouthful of blood......

Xu Yi was extremely suspicious that this surnamed Shen was not giving him a position, but that he felt that he had suffered it, and others should also suffer it.

"Who dares to be disrespectful to Mr. Xu, pass my Shentu first!"

"Me too!"

"Pass me first!"

There are more than a dozen of them, well, they are all from the Changshi Mansion and the Thorn History Mansion.

It's touching, Xu Yi was almost moved, just like being bullied and having an older brother at home.

"That...... Hurt, right? Send it back, don't delay your medical treatment. ”

Xu Yi waved his hand, as if driving away flies.

Originally, he was a fart child, if he couldn't suppress the field with a hard heart, let alone be remembered in the future, even this lesson would not be easy to continue.

So, you can't care who loses this opportunity.