Training, beatings, eating, bathing, medicine......

Get off the horse, this must be the next horse! The 60 trainees practiced in a standing posture during the day, and there was no one who did not suffer from a stick (whip). Even Mao Wu, nicknamed "Mao Shorty", was also whipped up, you know, Mao Wu is a good hand on the Chengfeng, and the shopkeeper has begun to teach Mao Wu the ability to look at the sky and find directions.

It was just as painful when eating: 60 pairs of bruised and swollen buttocks, forced to sit on a bench in the cafeteria, and the moment was extremely sour. If you don't sit, you can't eat standing up? Those who do not pay attention to sitting posture will be given two additional sticks.

Fortunately, the bone-setting medicine in the medical hall is extremely effective, and it has relieved a lot of pain for everyone. After dinner, a few apprentices, called "nurses" by the old men, took strange vials and took turns drugging 60 pairs of buttocks, and a thin mist of water sprayed out of the vials was much cooler when it fell on the wound.

If it had been before, half of the cadets would have been beaten to death. However, after a few months of training, with the unstingy food supply of the crossers, the figure of these young people has long returned to the level of normal people, even stronger than most of the Ming people, and the buttocks are thicker - three large bowls of rice bowls a day, the small landlords of the Ming Dynasty must not be able to afford it.

The end of the thick meat on the ass is: smear some medicine and be a good man tomorrow! What, "can't sleep at night?" The instructor who supervised the students in the hospital laughed when he heard this complaint: "It's still soft, there is no training in place, if it is in place, you will definitely be able to fall asleep, it seems that you will have to increase the amount tomorrow......"

That night, there was a wail in the cadet dormitory. Across an aisle, the army and navy cadets, who were still faintly opposed, now no one cared about anyone, lying on the bed one by one, grinning their teeth, showing their buttocks, and full of ugliness.

The innermost high and low bed in the barracks, the lower bunk, Yang Er was also lying there, and a man named Mao Short on the opposite side of the aisle was head to head, eye to eye, Wang Ba stared at mung beans.

Alas, in the end, he was captured by the abbot and became a big soldier...... Yang Er lay on the bed, and at this moment remembered the scene when he was a child, when he and his father-in-law went to the rivers and lakes to perform arts. At that time, Yang Er was still young, and it was inevitable that there would be bruises when learning the style, so it was all up to his father-in-law to use the ancestral medicine and wine to apply it externally and internally, and carefully conditioned it, so that he did not fall into a dark injury.

Thinking of his father-in-law who died of illness in the broken temple, and then looking at his bruised buttocks, Yang Er couldn't help but feel sad at this moment, and buried his head in crying.

"Second Brother Yang!"

"Ah, it's Brother Jiang!" Yang Er heard the familiar shout, hurriedly raised his head, and sure enough, he found that Jiang Shang was looking all the way down the aisle.

As soon as Jiang Shang came to the front, Yang Er asked anxiously, "There is a guard outside the door, how did you come in?" ”

Jiang Shang squatted down and smirked: "Look for the road opened by the shopkeeper." ”

"Navy Treasurer? I should find Abbot Wei, that's my top boss! ”

"Abbot Wei is too fierce, I don't dare to go." When Jiang Shang said this, he took out an oiled paper bag from his pocket and secretly stuffed it to Yang Er, "You can only take half of it, it's too big to fit in your pocket." ”

Yang Er smelled it slightly, and knew that the paper bag was a pig's trotters, and silently stuffed the paper bag under the pillow, and at this moment his tears really flowed: "Brother, my brother is really hard, look at the buttocks being beaten." ”

Poor Jiang Shang, a young man, where can he comfort people, he can only say vigorously: "Forbearance is over, the shopkeepers are not bad people......"

The two talked, and then Jiang Shang estimated that the time for a stick of incense was up, so he said goodbye to Yang Er, who was reluctant, and made an appointment to come to see him again when he had time, and then he left the barracks.

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Dayuan Merchant Mansion, it is forbidden to go out without anything after dark, so after Jiang Shang came out of the barracks, he hurriedly ran over from the playground in the middle of the merchant hall while it was still dark-the temporary room assigned to him was opposite the barracks.

Jiang Shang knew that he had not lived well in the merchant hall for a few days: at the reception banquet three days ago, Feng Jun, the founder of Moyun Temple and the great monk of the Dharma Transmission Sect, who was wearing a casual suit, solemnly recommended Dr. Bai Jiabao from West Kunlun to the five scholars who had been accumulating with great difficulty.

Dr. Bai is a cram school in West Kunlun, and he is the kind of handbag that is distributed all over the street, with the words "Little Doctor Ladder Education, Win at the Starting Line!" Extracurricular education and training institutions.

Dr. Bai only has a postgraduate degree, and his doctoral diploma was bought from Pheasant University in the United Kingdom. However, Dr. Bai has rich experience, proficient in the extracurricular tutoring process of the third level of primary, junior and senior high school, and was also very successful on the education front at the beginning.

Dr. Bai Jiabao, as the most experienced person in the cross-cutting force with all kinds of bear children, was undoubtedly appointed as the principal of Chihkan Normal College and the principal of the affiliated primary school in preparation.

At the reception banquet on the same day, Dr. Bai officially issued the admission letters of the five Moyunguan scholars to the Normal College, and then the appointment letters of the affiliated primary school were also issued.

The next day, Jiang Shang, who accompanied Dr. Bai to inspect the construction site of Chihkan Primary School, learned that his family had become a supervisor of Guozi Jian and a teacher affiliated with Mengxue after Dr. Bai explained in detail along the way.

Seeing the Chihkan Primary School surrounded by red walls, the older school bully who understood the stakes couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue...... It's simply that the emperor is far away, and this Kunlun old man doesn't take the rules of the Ming Dynasty into account at all.

At present, the Normal College is just an empty signboard parasitic on Chihkan Primary School, and in the future, while teaching the bear children, Principal Bai will also find time to teach five teachers. Jiang Shang and the others had already learned that what Bai Shanchang wanted to teach them was the secret of Kunlun: "physics" and "chemistry".

Of course, the literati cultivated by themselves must do their best, especially those who are young like Jiang Shang, and they are expected to take over the class of the people in the future; The heavy responsibility of defending the master's garden and the little wife will sooner or later fall on Jiang Shang and their generation.

As for the literati who have been cultivated in the Ming Dynasty, commonly known as "feudal intellectuals", it is no exaggeration to say that most of the people who travel through the Ming Dynasty are very vigilant. Murderous posts such as "Emperor Qin was unprofessional back then, and my generation is digging a new pit today" will pop up on the forum every once in a while.

Therefore, when the top students were chatting and laughing at the reception banquet three days ago, the two talented men who came from the same boat were much more low-key in their reception. Even one of the showmen took the delicate little lady to open the precedent for the first woman to enter the merchant hall after crossing the crowd to occupy the majority.