Ten days of uninterrupted study finally came to an end, and a day of rest was ushered in.

The martial arts students were extremely excited, and most of them walked out of the martial arts hall directly out of the martial arts hall and went straight to the paradise in their hearts, Da Wazi.

These days, Yang Congyi also gradually learned some things about the big tile from Chen Hui and a few of them, and at first he didn't quite understand what this big tile was, until a word suddenly popped out of his head, 'Goolan Tile', and finally knew why they wanted to go to this place that didn't sound very good.

Yang Congyi naturally wouldn't go to this kind of entertainment place, first, he didn't have money, and second, he couldn't accept that place from the bottom of his heart, after all, he was also a person with modern education, what is the red light district for, he had also heard a little, and this big tile was estimated to be about the same.

After eating, it was not early, and Tang Xun came to the martial arts arena together, and there were only two of them in the martial arts arena, and they were ready to start practicing.

"Brother Yang, rest tomorrow, where do you want to go?"

"I don't want to go anywhere, I stay in the martial arts and read books. What about you? Going out? ”

"It's also quite boring in martial arts, so I finally took a day off and went out for a walk. It's been a month since Lin'an, and I haven't been to many places. ”

"Well, it's okay to go check it out, and come back and tell me about it."

After a brief chat, the two began to practice swords and guns.

The rest time of the day passed quickly, Yang Congyi read a book for a day in the martial arts hall alone, and when he returned from the martial arts arena after dark, only Tang Xun was there in the entire house, and Chen Hui and others were nowhere to be seen.

Tang Xun was writing a letter with a candle, but Yang Congyi didn't bother, and went to fetch water to wash. Someone else writes a letter and someone receives it, and he is alone here, he just wants to write a letter, and he doesn't know who to write to. Since you are a struggling orphan and have nothing to worry about, you should move forward and realize your ambitions.

The next day, the class continued, the number of people was reduced by more than half, and during the break, Yang Congyi looked at it, and there were less than thirty people. As soon as the number of students was small, the progress of the day really accelerated a little, and I couldn't learn half of "The Art of War" in the previous day, but I finished half of it early that day, leaving most of the time to study freely. In order not to waste time, Huang Chen, a doctor of martial arts, actually allowed everyone to ask questions about the content they had studied for the first time.

Of course, no one will ask questions, he explains word by word, and he is very detailed, as long as he wants to hear it, it is impossible not to understand.

Originally, Yang Congyi had doubts, but after he talked about it, he could also understand that as for how to actually practice, it was not something that Mr. could explain clearly, and if he was not the commander of the army, he would not be able to have a practical perception of the art of war, and what he learned was only dead knowledge. But at this stage, for martial arts students, it is enough to firmly remember the knowledge of the art of war, and then slowly understand it when they enter the army.

The next day, the previous day there were less than 30 students, this day there were less than 20 people, and the class ended earlier.

There will be fewer people every day, and by the end of the ten days, there will be only more than ten people left. Huang Chen doesn't care, he is a professor, he only cares about students who want to learn, what are other people doing, it's not his turn, and he doesn't want to do much. If there are three or five people in these yamen who listen carefully to his lectures, he will be satisfied, and he will not think much about the others.

Yang Congyi's house is only left with him, Tang Xun, Chen Hui and others are not far from Lin'an, and they can be reached in two days by riding a fast horse, and they can go back and forth on the same day as they are near.

On the rest day, Tang Xun went out as usual, Yang Congyi stayed in the martial arts, read books and practiced martial arts, he regarded this as a practice, studied wholeheartedly, and did not think about the rest for the time being, and then thought about it well, if you don't work hard now, no matter how good you think, it will be a vain dream and a fantasy, and your ideals and ambitions will be phantoms after all.

Since then, in the entire lecture hall, more than ten people have been quiet every day. After the content of the day, leaving a lot of time, Huang Chen sat dry, and felt that there was nothing to do, so he repeatedly accelerated his learning progress.

The thirteen chapters of "The Art of War" were originally planned to be studied for two months, but they were completed in one month, and after spending five days reviewing for the exam, they immediately began to study "The Art of War".

A month later, he finished studying "Wu Zi's Art of War", and after the exam, he continued to study the masterpiece "Taigong Liutao".

"Taigong Liutao" is divided into "Wen Tao", "Wu Tao", "Long Tao", "Tiger Tao", "Leopard Tao", "Dog Tao", the length is huge, and this study took half a year.

There are not many students who continue to study in the past six months, plus Yang Congyi and Tang Xun, there are only five or six people, of course, there are more than a few of them in the lecture hall, but the others can't learn, and it is far away from home and it is inconvenient to go home, so they can only sleep and doze off in the lecture hall during the day.

After the cold in winter, the class location was directly changed to the stone room where the house was warmed. In addition to learning the art of war during the day, Yang Congyi and Tang Xun also practiced martial arts in the martial arts arena in the morning and evening, and occasionally practiced archery.

In the seventeenth year of Shaoxing, during the Spring Festival, classes were suspended for seven days.

Yang Congyi, who has not been out of martial arts for almost half a year, went out and walked with Tang Xun, Lin'an is indeed prosperous, the streets and alleys are overcrowded, from Hening Gate in the south, to Gyeongbokgung Palace in the north, from Qiantang Gate in the west, to Beitumen in the east, a square has its own characteristics, a lane and alley have their own specialization, although Lin'an is small, three hundred and sixty lines, the line is complete, telling stories and listening to music, the flower boat is lit up and light, day and night, it is very lively. But Yang Congyi is a poor man, the prices in Lin'an City are really staggering, and Tang Xun drank a pot of tea in Qinghefang together, ordered some dried fruit snacks, and spent five times and two hundred and eighty yuan, and finally Tang Xun paid for a treat, and Yang Congyi never dared to enter the teahouse again.

The prosperity of Lin'an, Tang Xun saw it for the first time in this Spring Festival, and he was extremely excited and excited, and told Yang Congyi more than once that he really wanted to stay here for the rest of his life.

And Yang Congyi doesn't have much feeling about this, if you want to talk about entertainment, where can this era compare to hundreds of years later, but everything in this era looks very fine, and everyone is also enjoying the law, just say that the pot of tea drunk, wash the tea three times, and use three different kinds of water, river water, lake water, well water, and the water for boiling tea, it is said that it is still the mountain spring water taken an hour ago, Yang Congyi can't drink anything special. And the snack snacks, although it is made of flour and glutinous rice, but the carved patterns on it are clearly visible, lifelike, not to mention eating, it is a work of art to put there, and it costs three or five times, although it is distressing, but it is also worth the money. In addition to feeling the fineness of the material and the luxury of people's lives, there is no other feeling, after all, he is poor, and he can't enjoy those things, otherwise he may really be able to fall in love with the land of Lin'an.

In a few days, he really felt the happiness and tranquility of Lin'an, the street can often see officials in civilian clothes, the older with servants, the young with their families, the young scholars in groups of three or five, graceful, radiant, poems played, exports into chapters, from time to time to see the little lady, light makeup, colorful and bright, clever smile, eyebrows stretched, accompanied by maids or handsome men, children in groups of three or five, shouting together, wandering back and forth, all kinds of hawkers are also smiling, such a happy and healthy beauty, Anyone who is in it can't bear to be disturbed, no wonder it can be safe for a hundred years.

The big people in the court, who dare to start a war lightly, not to mention that other big people want to oppose it, even if they come to the street, they will inevitably be pointed at by the people. Can't afford to war, Lin'an is not chaotic, who dares to say a word, the North Restoration of the Central Plains? Life in the south is already so good, why bother to stir up trouble again, maybe the people think so, the ministers of the main war faction think so, and even the emperor thinks so! The restoration of the Central Plains may be delusional.

If you want to restore the Central Plains, where should you go, no matter where you go, you must leave Lin'an. The military establishment must leave Lin'an, otherwise everything is delusional, not only the literati oppose it, but the high-ranking and powerful warriors don't want to be stable? The literati and the warriors are in harmony together, and the soldiers can't be sent.

Half of the country is half of the country, north of the Huai River, out of sight and out of mind, it is enough to have Lin'an. This may be the voice of the vast majority of people in the Manchu dynasty, including the royal family himself.

Yang Congyi thought a lot, and when he thought about it, he began to despair, maybe the Song people didn't want to fight, shouting about the Northern Expedition and looking at the Central Plains, but they were just deceiving themselves and reducing the guilt of forgetting their homeland. The Central Plains in his mouth is like a wanderer who left home at a young age, a homeland that will never return after being developed and stable, and occasionally feeling nostalgic for his homeland, which is just an indispensable comfort in his heart, nothing more.

After being in a bad mood, Yang Congyi never wanted to go out again, Lin'an is a gentle township, a hero's mound, this place is not suitable for him, he used to think it was because he was poor, but now he feels * stable. A stable environment will wear away his ideals and fighting spirit.

Tang Xun goes to the streets and alleys every day, and he never gets tired of it, and when he comes back, he always has to tell Yang Congyi about the harvest of the day and the fun of the day. Later, when I saw that he was not interested, I shut up.

At night, the lights are bright, inside the Funing Palace.

Zhao Gou held the fold in his hand and half-lay on the couch.

The attendant was adding fire to the red furnace on the side, and after adding charcoal, he saw that Zhao Gou was motionless, so he said: "Official, it's late at night, and the stove has been filled with fine charcoal, so let's rest." ”

Zhao Gou ignored him. The attendant was about to speak again, but he heard Zhao Gou say: "This year's Lantern Festival, I plan to have fun with the people of Lin'an, what do you think?" ”

The attendant replied: "The Lantern Festival is too noisy, and it is dark at night, so I'm afraid it's not good to go out." ”

Zhao Gou said: "Well, I just suddenly remembered the Lantern Festival when I was a child, and it was said that the city was lively, and I secretly ran out of the palace and walked through the crowded crowd alone, it was really lively." More than 20 years have passed, and the Lantern Festival has never been celebrated in the city again. ”

The waiter said: "The Lantern Festival in the city is just like that, it's almost the same every year." If the official family wants to celebrate the Lantern Festival, it is not better to hold a party in the palace, and everyone will be lively and lively together. ”

Zhao Gou sighed and said, "How much money does it cost to hold a game in the palace?" ”

The attendant said: "The official family is reluctant, and they want to be lively, I'm afraid this can't be done." ”

Zhao Gou said: "Forget it, it's good to see the people of Lin'an celebrating the Lantern Festival in the palace." ”

The attendant said: "When the time comes, I will accompany the official's family to watch the excitement." ”

After a short silence, Zhao Gou remembered something and suddenly asked, "I remember that I asked you to watch martial arts last year, how is it lately." ”

The attendant sighed and said: "After the martial arts school opened, more than seventy students left one after another, and there were only more than ten people who were still there years ago, and only five or six people continued to study. I'm afraid that martial arts will be abolished. ”

Zhao Gou said: "I have expected it, they are all the children of official eunuchs, and there are a few who really want to stay in martial arts." What about the students? I remember that there was a civilian, or was it recommended by Anqingjun Chen Ru, what about him? ”

The attendant said: "These people are quite serious in their studies, and this Yang Congyi recommended by Chen Ru is even harder, never goes out during his breaks, practices martial arts in the morning and evening, reads during the day, and his monthly exam results are excellent, and the martial arts professor also praises him." In addition to him, Nanjianzhou Tang Xun also achieved quite good results every time. ”

Zhao Gou said: "Okay, you continue to watch, although there are not many martial artists, if you can come out with a few generals, it will be worth rebuilding martial arts." Tell me if you have something. ”

The attendant said: "I know, I will definitely take a good look at these seedlings for the official family." ”

Zhao Gou said: "Okay, you go, I'm going to sleep." ”

The attendant extinguished the candle in front of the bed, moved the stove a little closer, and after cleaning up, he saw Zhao Gou lying down, so he withdrew.