Looking at the people walking slowly, and walking at will, stopping when they want, Zijian also knew why the ancient peasant uprisings always failed, by the way, it was a group of rabble, and it was still very bad.

Zijian doubted that if he didn't make a move, would these beggar-like rabble be able to break through the landlord's house! If it can be broken, it means that Zhang Caitong's private soldiers are even worse, and this is an era that is worse than rotten.

Zijian walked among these people and sighed, later generations are used to seeing the uniform march of the PLA uncle, and then look at these loose guys, there is no harm if there is no comparison, Nima, they are all people of the same species, but they are different generations, how can the gap be so bad!

Seeing these rabble, Zijian confirmed one thing, after beating down Zhang Dizhu, he would train soldiers in accordance with modern training methods, why should he train according to later generations, because Zijian didn't understand the training of the Ming Dynasty!

Zijian saw the lazy way of moving forward, if he knew a little bit about military training, he would be able to kill these guys!

After half a day's journey, he finally arrived at a kilometer away from Zhangjia Village before dark, and Zijian could still see the grass house in the distance.

"Chief, when you arrive at Zhangjia Village, the front is the periphery, and then the inside is Zhang Caitong's place."

Zijian: "Hmm! Stop, and camp here tonight, and start attacking again tomorrow. ”

Zijian is so bright here, and he is not afraid that someone will come to sneak attack at night, now Zhang Caitong is afraid of the bandits, not the thieves are afraid of Zhang Caitong, if Zhang Caitong had the ability, he would have exterminated the nearby bandits a long time ago, but the bandits are doing well.

Zhang Caitong was also worried that the bandits would come and attack at night, so Zijian was stationed so aggressively.

Zijian so many people came here to let them be the audience, and when the Zhang Mansion was sent, Zijian would scatter these people and promote his prestige everywhere, in this era, we need to spread the news among the gossip masses, otherwise who knows which onion you are when you go outside!

Zijian sent the food down and asked them to cook by themselves, and Zijian called several people close to him together.

"You have to follow the chief and me to do things in the future, and if you want to be an official in the future, there is a condition, that is, you can read and write, if you can't, or don't want to learn, then get out of it early!"

After Zijian finished speaking, several people knelt down in fright, they didn't know a single word, didn't Zijian say this to drive them away!

If you don't see Zijian exerting his might, splitting a big stone, and sweeping thousands of troops with a big tree, leave and leave, there is no place to stay here, there is a place to keep the master, but after seeing Zijian's power, he is reluctant to leave, with such a powerful chief, who is willing to leave!

The future generations have already hugged Ma Yun's thighs, but people dislike you for not being capable, and you can't bear to put it on anyone!

Zijian: "I know that none of you have ever read, so from now on, I will teach you to read, if you don't study hard, then give me a fuck!" ”

After scaring a few guys, Zijian turned his head and looked at Xiaoxi, Xiao Qiao, and Zijian, who were eating melon seeds, "You two also have to learn, otherwise the chief will teach you a lesson, and you won't be given food in the future." ”

Zijian wants to train two girls, and in the future, they will all be Zijian's people, two illiterate girls who can read and write!

Niu Sheng thought that the chief didn't want them anymore, but he didn't expect the chief to teach them personally, and his heart was already moved, reading in this era is only the patent of a small number of people, and poor people like him have the opportunity to study, otherwise how could he have a name so shabby and call Niu Wa before!

Zijian doesn't care what they think, if you want to follow him, you must meet his requirements, otherwise get out of the way early, Zijian wants to call them Chinese Simplified, why not teach Chinese Traditional, uh, Zijian doesn't understand ah! However, learning Chinese Simplified, I still want to study Chinese Traditional in the future, it is relatively easy, as long as I learn Simplified, I can guess when I see the traditional, why not learn Simplified, because traditional Chinese is not easy to teach, normal people learn ten traditional characters, you can learn 100 simplified characters.

A small chalkboard was purchased, along with some chalk, and his first teaching career began.

"I'll teach you your own names first."

After speaking, on the small blackboard, write Li Shi, Li Hu, Niu Sheng, Xiaoxi, Xiao Qiao, Li Qiang, Zhang Yu.

"You remember your name first, Li Shi, your name is this Shi, remember."

Zijian: "Oh, by the way, what I teach you is different from the words that those Xiucai learned, uh! Anyway, it's good for you to learn from me, those Xiucai are tested for Xiucai, and you don't need them. ”

"Words are made up of strokes, so if you want to write, you have to start with strokes, horizontally and vertically, and skimming diagonally" After speaking, erase the name and write it down on the blackboard.

Zijian: "Okay, now let's teach ten numbers first, one, two, three, four,...... Nine, ten, these ten numbers are commonly used in daily life, remember them. ”

Zijian: "You can write these ten words on the ground a hundred times with a branch now, and you will supervise each other, and if anyone is missing, you will fuck me off." ”

Listening to Zijian say get out, knowing that this is Zijian's mantra, Li Xian raised his hand, "Chief, how many times is a hundred times?" After speaking, he looked at Zijian blankly.

What else can Zijian say, "Go back ten times, write to Lao Tzu ten times first, immediately, immediately!" ”

Hearing Zijian's tone was not good, everyone obediently complied, Zijian watched them finish writing, so he didn't have the anger to say, I am writing ten times like this, I know, I can only write more, whoever writes less is not allowed to eat at night.

Zijian is happy and helpless, happy because of the feeling of abusing students by the teacher he found, but helplessly because these guys don't understand a hundred things. Alas! But teaching is also the first step.

Zijian is now a bandit, but as a long-term bandit, he must also have his own correct guidelines, Zijian sat there and pondered, and finally thought of a guideline for moving forward as a bandit: yours is mine, mine is still mine!

Zijian is determined to take this slogan as the future development policy, and this policy will be like a light in the darkness in the future, illuminating the direction of all the people around Zijian.

Belch! This is actually a robbery slogan, Zijian wants to start with robbery, of course, for ordinary tenants, people, Zijian is not interested, these people have no oil and water, and they are not a bunch of poor ghosts.

If you want to rob, you choose unscrupulous businessmen, evil landlords, and corrupt officials, these people lie on the big tree of the Ming Dynasty and suck up wealth, one by one with fat brains, and they don't slaughter them.

When the sky got dark, the people around sat around the fire and chatted after eating, these people really only eat, and there were no dishes to eat, but these people were satisfied, and wherever Zijian went, there were people looking at him with hopeful eyes, which made Zijian very uncomfortable.

Zijian was in this era, and Zijian found that these people had very few needs, just wanted to eat enough every day, but the imperial court could not meet them with such requirements, so there were dynasties again and again in history.

Zijian shook off these thoughts, the more he thought about it, the more heavy he felt, if he had the ability, Zijian would lead Huaxia down, if he died, it would only be helpless, he would just be a little fart in his later life, and he would think that one day he would think about the problem and rise to the national level.

Thinking about it, Zijian returned to the military tent to sleep, he was a little fart, thinking about national affairs, isn't he looking for guilt! He is a thief now, so he should think about how to be a good thief.