Jingping Mountain.

Wubeitang.

In the middle of the air, a black mandala military flag like an abyss flies in the wind, hunting sounds, under the black mandala military flag, a childish young face is like a rising sun, vigorous and vigorous.

"Officer? The officer in the army, that is the general on the battlefield! ”

"What the young master said is right, we can't just be a small soldier who charges into battle, we must have great ambitions, we should not be reckless, if we want to do it, we will be an officer who commands thousands of troops!"

"Now you can't call it a young master, you have to call it sacrificial wine!"

"Although the sacrificial wine is not even as old as some people such as me, at that time he read a lot, strategizing and winning thousands of miles away, such a great ability, if he can learn, he will definitely be able to become a general who will go down in history!"

“……”

Under the leadership of Mu Jing, these teenagers fought twice before and after, and both achieved brilliant victories, and they had some blind trust in Mu Jing, and they were even more in awe of God at this moment.

Their eyes were vivid, looking at Mu Jing with that passionate expression, and listening to some of his special words, the blood in their hearts began to boil......

In the distance of the Wubei Hall, the delicate body of the Taiping Holy Maiden is slim, wearing a snow-white long dress, her holy temperament is exuding, her face is with a light veil, a peerless face like a shadow, a pair of beautiful eyes like a bright moon are flickering, she is staring at this scene.

"Mu Jing, Mu Long Tu!"

She muttered to herself: "What a special young man, he actually takes martial arts as the academy and marches as the teaching, which is unique, maybe those old fellows in Confucianism will think that it is nondescript, but I think that he can really achieve a great career, if his father is still in the world and can take him under his command, the Yellow Turban Army will not come to the fiasco it is today, even today, his ability to deceive people's hearts may not be able to become the second great sage and good teacher!" ”

These days, she lives in Jingping Village, and she can get in touch with Mujing every day, and the more she comes into contact, the deeper she feels.

The boy seemed to be a mystery.

"Your Highness, the great sage and good teacher is a genius, how can he be compared, you also think too highly of him!"

Zhang Huo stood behind the saint, and when he heard this, he frowned slightly: "He is simply playing the piano indiscriminately, ancient and modern, which peerless celebrity can be created behind closed doors, famous generals are all killed from the battlefield, he is at most just cultivating a good-for-nothing Zhao Kuo!" ”

Historically, Zhao Kuo's story of talking about soldiers on paper is too famous, even Zhang Huo, who doesn't read much, knows how big a gap there is between a real famous general and a guy like Zhao Kuo who talks about soldiers on paper.

In his opinion, Mu Jing's use of educating scholars to train generals is simply the behavior of a fool.

"Uncle Huo, don't underestimate this person!"

The Taiping Holy Maiden shook her head lightly, and said in a deep voice: "He is not a reckless person, he dares to do it, it means that he has the confidence to cultivate a group of officers, officers, officers in the army, as generals, if he can cultivate a group of core generals, it is equivalent to only controlling the soldiers and horses under his command, not like my father, even if he is named the commander of millions of yellow turbans, but he can only order the soldiers and horses of the Taiping lineage, a plate of scattered sand, after all, they were broken one by one, leading to the current situation of the Yellow Turban's defeat!" ”

"Humph!" Zhang Huo snorted coldly: "Then let's wait and see!" ”

He thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Your Highness, are you already planning to stay here?" ”

"I am the Holy Maiden of Peace, the head of the anti-thieves of the court, there is no place for me in the world, if I can stay, it doesn't hurt to stay, I like it here!" The Holy Maiden of Taiping thought about it and said bitterly.

"Is it because of Mujing?" Zhang Huo's expression was slightly cold, and he asked tentatively.

"Uncle Huo said that where he went, he was just a young man who had not dried up!"

When the Taiping Holy Maiden heard this, she glanced at Zhang Huo, looked at Zhang Huo's expression, and immediately understood what he meant, her cheeks under the veil were a little crimson, and her voice was a little embarrassed: "I just think that this place is very simple, and the villagers in the village are just simple people, I don't have to worry about the identity of the Taiping Holy Maiden here, at least I am safe!" ”

"That's good!" Zhang Huo breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Highness the Holy Maiden, this person is only thirteen years old, but the city is too deep, even if I stand in front of him, I don't know what he is thinking, between words and deeds, unlike a teenager, he acts ruthlessly and decisively, he is a hero, but he is by no means a good match!" ”

"In this life, I no longer want to marry a wife, a green lamp can be a companion!"

The Holy Maiden of Peace was expressionless, and her eyes were gloomy.

"Your Highness......" Zhang Huo looked at her bleak figure, a little heartbroken, the Holy Maiden of Taiping is not a title, but a ...... A responsibility.

"Uncle Huo!"

The Holy Maiden of Taiping opened her mouth, interrupted him, and said, "Mushan went south to Tufu Mountain to suppress thieves, the situation seems to be a little wrong, I want to know Mushan's situation!" ”

She has also heard a lot of news about Mushan in Jingping Village these days, but she is still uncertain.

"Okay, I'll send two people south to Tufu Mountain to inquire, but I don't think there's too much to worry about, Mushan is not that simple!"

Zhang Huodao.

Most of the soldiers of the Taiping Divine Guard are rangers, many of them are outstanding in light skills and good at scouting, and now that the soldiers of the Divine Guard have basically recovered, it is not difficult to let two people inquire about the news.

………………

Wubeitang is actually a military school, and a military academy is not simply an entrance speech, motivating people's hearts, and then announcing its establishment, among which there are many big and small things.

Don't talk about other things, the most important point now, the Wubeitang needs a teacher, no, the teacher is the name of the academy, after all, this is the Wubeitang, with martial arts as the teaching, with armament as the mainstay, the division commander should be the instructor, so it should be the Wubeitang needs instructors.

Where to find an instructor, this is the first problem that Mu Jing has to face in establishing a martial arts hall.

Since Mu Jing has established the Wubei Hall, he is naturally not acting blindly, his style of doing things is somewhat prepared to act, and he actually has a little bottom in his heart about all these things, but how can they take the initiative to join the gang, then they need eloquence.

"The martial arts instructor is him!"

Mu Jing quickly circled the first instructor candidate.

In the era of cold weapons, marching and fighting, martial arts are undoubtedly the most important, this is an era of one force to ten meetings, and the level of martial arts of a military general will determine the success or failure of a battle.

Therefore, the instructor who teaches martial arts must be cautious, first of all, he must be strong in martial arts to be able to control this group of boys, and he is also proficient in various martial arts, not only ranger routines, but also in the army......

In this way, there are not many people who can do it.

Now there is one in Jingping Village.

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Jingping Village.

In the ruins of this section of the village entrance to the Zhonglietang, the villagers are rebuilding the houses of the court, and today's Jingping Village is not the golden remnant of the poor who can't eat, but the wealth is flowing with oil, and it is natural to start construction immediately when it should be rebuilt, not afraid of wasting money.

Next to the Martyrs' Hall, on the left side of the small courtyard of the Mu family, a new courtyard was also built under the scenery of a few days, this courtyard was used to entertain the Taiping Holy Maiden, where the Taiping Holy Maiden lived and the eleven Divine Guard soldiers under her command.

Tuk tuk!

In the evening, after Mu Jing slipped down from the mountain, he came to this small courtyard.

"Shepherd is in charge?"

The Holy Maiden of Taiping opened the door to greet the guests, her beautiful eyes were shining, she looked at Mu Jing, and said with a smile: "Rare guests! ”

On weekdays, even if the two families are connected, Mu Jing goes out early and returns late, and most of the time he deals with things in the Martyrs' Hall, in fact, there are not many opportunities for them to meet each other.

The most important thing is that the Taiping Holy Maiden found that Mu Jing seemed to have some intention of hiding from herself, as if she was a flood beast.

"Your Highness's words are serious!"

Mu Jing smiled bitterly, he didn't hide from the Taiping Holy Maiden, this is the temperament of this Holy Maiden is too good, a smile and a cheek can tease his heart, so it's better to hide a little farther, today is helpless, he must come to the door, he hurriedly said: "I'm too busy these days, so I can't take care of His Highness, and I ask Your Highness to forgive me!" ”

"Come in first!"

The Taiping Holy Maiden waved her hand, and the Taiping Divine Guards on the left and right turned to leave, only Zhang Huo was by her side.

Mu Jing walked in, this place is very simple, there is only a bamboo mat in the middle hall, not even a coffee table, the Taiping Holy Maiden knelt down and sat down, Mu Jing could only follow her figure, kneeling down in the opposite position.

Kneeling is a number of rituals, the number of Confucian rituals in this era.