Out of the cake shop, Xiahouan went straight to the south of the city.

There is a private school in the south of the city, and the master who teaches is quite famous, and when he was young, he went to other counties to be a high-ranking official such as Changshi, and later abandoned the official and returned to his hometown due to the disaster of the party, and under the sponsorship of the local scholars, he opened this private school and taught the profession.

The people who can study here are basically all the children of local rich families.

Standing outside the private school, the sound of reading aloud from inside was clearly audible.

"Lord, what are we doing here?"

Xu Chu's eyes were full of doubts. Didn't Fang just say that he was going to Kuangfu Han's room?

"Of course, it's recruitment." Xia Houan crossed his waist, full of confidence.

"But we don't have a penny." Xu Chu was worried.

What do you want money for, isn't it fragrant to prostitute for nothing...... Xiahou An grinned, and then strode into the private school.

In the private school, the old master with white hair was teaching, talking about the famous poem "Qin Feng Wuyi" in the Book of Poetry, but when he peeked in from the open doors and windows, the students didn't seem to be in high spirits.

The obedient ones hold bamboo slips in their hands, shake their heads and follow the master to read the book according to the book, and the slightly more stubborn ones either sell dog meat on the head of a sheep, play by themselves, or lie on the table to sleep and meet with Zhou Gong......

Sure enough, no matter what era there are, there are people in my generation!

Xiahou'an, who was peeking outside, couldn't help but sigh.

Reorganize your thoughts and walk to the door of the school.

Facing the slightly closed wooden door, Xiahou An took two deep breaths, calmed down, and then raised his right leg and kicked it violently!

Boom!

The wooden door fell in response.

The sound of reading in class stopped abruptly.

Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at each other at the same time, and even the stubborn children who were sleeping and dozing off all woke up and cast their eyes.

After the dust settled, the person who came into the door was a tall young man, coarse cloth clothes, a black scarf on his head, red lips and white teeth, and handsome facial features, but his voice was seriously inconsistent with his appearance, and he was particularly arrogant and arrogant: "The big husband doesn't go to make a contribution, read a bird book here!"

There was an uproar in the hall!

Since the establishment of the private school, no one has dared to come here to spread the wild.

The old master couldn't bear it, his white beard trembled with anger, and he pointed to the daring boy at the door, and shouted: "Vertical, whose child are you?" In the land of saints, how can you be presumptuous here, get out of the old man!"

In the face of the old master's thunderstorm, Xiahou An turned a deaf ear, he had long expected such a result, and he did not argue with the old master, and strode into the school.

Xiahou An did not roll but advanced, the old master was so angry that his blood pressure soared, and he wanted to come forward to theorize, but Xu Chu was pressed against the wall with one hand and could not move.

Coming to the center of the podium, facing the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes, Xiahouan propped up his hands on the table, leaned forward and looked down, and said loudly: "In today's world, the Son of Heaven is covered with dust, and the men of my generation should throw their heads and spill their blood, save the building and help the tide fall." It's a gentleman's, just come out with me!"

With that, Xiahou An strode out of the school.

The students in the hall were so excited by him that they all chased after him.

When he came to the open space, Xia Hou'an looked back at the students who chased him, fixed his body, and then raised his arms and shouted: "The country is in trouble, the body of a good man, if you don't serve the country at this time, when will you wait!"

"Men don't show their ambitions, they are born with an eight-foot body!"

"Tell me, do you want to be a coward here for the rest of your life, or do you want to follow me and be a hero to save the world?"

"Hero of salvation!"

The students aroused their bloody nature, shouted in unison, their facial expressions were excited and excited, and their clenched fists were even more prominent.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, with a roar, a tree with a thick bowl mouth exploded.

"Xiahou Jie, you! Dry! Miscellaneous! Whatever!"

The old master gritted his teeth, his chest was about to explode, it was his most beloved little white willow.

The young man called "Xiahou Jie" looked irritable and replied loudly: "Master, I don't know either!" But I just can't help it!"

After saying that, another punch was thrown, and the remaining one was also broken into two.

Seeing this, the old master rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.

The emotions had been mobilized, Xia Hou'an handed Xu Chu a look, and after the latter received it, he brought the prepared boulder and put it in front of Xia Hou'an.

Looking at the appearance, it has to be hundreds of pounds to say the least.

"You're looking at it!"

Xiahou An was angry and dantian, condensed his fist in his hand, slashed towards the boulder, and shouted violently: "Break it for me!"

The teenagers present stared at it without blinking, and as a result, the boulder cracked in response to the sound and broke in half.

That's too fierce, isn't it?

The teenagers were dumbfounded.

"Back then, Huo Qubing was able to rely on eight hundred horsemen to defeat the Huns and seal the wolf Juxu, and today I, Xiahou An, lead you to exterminate the national thief Dong Zhuo, which is also not a problem!"

Xiahou An made a loud noise.

The teenagers were completely boiling.

I felt that the blood was rolling in my chest, and I was about to break through my chest.

The excited emotions of the teenagers were included in the bottom of their eyes, and the corners of Xia Hou'an's mouth were lightly raised. Because he knows that it is not enough to be motivated by words, so he must use his strength to make them completely recognized.

Not only to convince them, but also to make them worship from the heart.

As for why this group of teenagers was chosen?

The reason is simple.

First, these teenagers are all from local families or strong families, have family backgrounds, have practiced martial arts since they were young, and their combat effectiveness is stronger than that of ordinary village warriors.

Second, these teenagers are young and vigorous, in the rebellious period of youth (secondary two), full of enthusiasm, unprovoked, and easy to get started.

Third, and most importantly, with their family background, they can bring their own horses, and they don't need to worry about Xiahou'an anymore, and they can even prostitute for nothing.

"If you are willing to do it with me, go home and lead the horse now, without telling your parents. An hour later, at the county gate to the west, we set off!"

Seizing the opportunity, Xiahou An gave orders.

The teenagers were excited, full of ambition, and after answering loudly, they ran in the direction of home.

Soon, in front of Xiahou's Mansion.

Two figures hurried over.

When the doorkeeper saw this, he bent down and stepped forward as if flattering, showing a flattering smile: "The two sons got out of school so early?"

The young man at the head waved his hand impatiently, and commanded: "Hugh is verbose, go and lead two horses for Young Master Ben, Brother Jie and I are going to go for a walk outside the city."

The servant smiled and nodded, how dare he say half a word.

The identities of these two in front of them are not trivial.

The unruly young man is named Xiahouen, who is the grandson of the current Xiahou family head and the first candidate for the future family owner.

The one next to him, named Xiahou Jie, is also the most bloodline descendant of the Xiahou family.

Soon, two tall horses arrived.

The two brothers skillfully turned over and got on the horse, and the ancestor of the Xiahou family was a famous general Xiahou Ying, so they have been practicing guns and sticks and riding for generations.

"Two young masters, do you need a small entourage?"

The janitor said flatteringly, obviously trying to hug his thighs.

However, the two brothers of the Xiahou family have a 'big event' in their hearts at this time, how can they let others follow, raised their whips, and said angrily: "Go and go, don't bother me!"

The servant didn't think much about it, and saw the figures of the two young masters riding horses away, nodded their heads, and said, "Young master is safe."

At the same time, this kind of scene is also constantly being staged in large households in Qiao County.

At three o'clock, on the outskirts of Xicheng.

Xiahou An, who had a grass in his mouth, lay flat on the grass, put his hands behind his head, squinting and humming a little song.

Xu Chu was guarding the side, but his eyes looked in the direction of the city from time to time, and he seemed to be more nervous than Xiahou An.

"Lord, will they come?"

When it came to the appointed time, there was still no half of the figure, and Xu Chu asked a little uncontrollably.

People are not in vain...... Xiahou An was about to answer, but suddenly his ears moved, and then he laughed and said: Zhongkang, you listen~

The horses' hooves came from the direction of the city, not dense, but uninterrupted.

The teenagers who had returned home arrived one after another.

Xiahou An stretched, got up and counted, almost seventy percent came, a total of thirty-eight people.

Not a lot.

Looking at these immature faces full of vigor and ideals and enthusiasm, Xiahou was relieved, turned over on the horse, looked into the distance, and the high-spirited prancing horse raised his whip, and shouted excitedly: "The future generals and captains of the Han Empire, follow me towards Luoyang, march!"