Fang Jue had breakfast and was taken to an open venue with more than a dozen tables and chairs around the venue. **Update fast** Fang Jue watched those people sit down separately, and Fang Jue also found a place to sit down.

At that moment, countless people in different costumes poured out from one side, sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of every table and chair.

These people were talking to each other, not caring at all that Mr. Teaching had already sat down, these people had been bandits for many years, and their unrestrained personality suddenly let them learn culture, which was more painful than being stabbed, if it weren't for dealing with the big boss Jiang Dahu, they would have thrown the so-called gentleman in front of them far away.

Fang Jue went up the mountain to solve his doubts, but he didn't expect this bandit to really want to learn culture. The so-called bandits are not terrible, but they are afraid that the bandits are educated. This literate bandit will be twice as lethal when he does bad things.

This coincides with Jiang Dahu of Yinhu Mountain. Jiang Dahu has no culture, but he knows that if he wants to make Yinhushan stronger, he needs resourceful people to assist him, and resourcefulness is to be educated, and culture is to be more literate and read more.

This Jiang Dahu seems to be unwilling to be just an uneducated bandit leader, he has higher ideals, he wants to lead Yinhu Mountain to glory, and he wants to bring all the cottages under his command. Although this dream is somewhat unrealistic, he believes that knowledge can change everything.

Jiang Dahu has been asking Mr. Shu to go up the mountain for half a year, and he has listened to these gentlemen talk about history for more than half a year, but Jiang Dahu has really learned some truths from it. It turned out that this was called striking east and west, although he used it when conquering other cottages, he thought that only he knew this trick, but he didn't expect that the ancients had already invented it, and there was a name. What else is there to catch turtles in the urn, and what is to invite you into the urn. Although Jiang Dahu still doesn't know how to use it, he likes to listen to it very much.

In the past six months, he has heard a lot of stories, and these gentlemen are a little poor in donkey skills, and they all start to repeat those stories.

Jiang Dahu heard that there was another gentleman, and he was still young, although Jiang Dahu seemed a little unimpressed, thinking that the younger he was, the less knowledgeable he was, and he couldn't say a few useful words in his mouth. However, Jiang Dahu still held on to a glimmer of hope and walked towards Fang Jue.

When a group of bandits saw Jiang Dahu coming, they quieted down, looking like a good student, waiting for Mr. Front to teach him.

Although they were reluctant, they were afraid that Jiang Dahu would be powerful, and the light one would be hit by the board, and the heavy one would be directly beheaded, if they wanted to resist, they were afraid that before they could pull out their knives, they would be cut into two pieces by the tyrant Yan Luo who followed Jiang Dahu. It's terrible to be uneducated, and it comes with rudeness.

Fang Jue watched a middle-aged man walk towards him, followed by a tall woman, who was the Tyrant Yama who took Fang Jue up the mountain last night.

"Dad, I brought him back last night."

Badao Yan Luo said to Jiang Dahu, she didn't bring her big knife at the moment, because she was afraid of scaring this group of somewhat timid teaching gentlemen.

Only then did Fang Jue know that it turned out that this Badao Yama still had a father, but he was a little indignant, how could this good girl be trained by him to be a murderous and unblinking demon, and he also took a name called Badao Yama, is this really her own father?

"Sir."

Jiang Dahu, a man with five big and three thick, actually bowed to Fang Jue cordially, and it was an extremely standard action.

It was not the first time that Fang Jue had been called Mr., he did not get up, but looked at Jiang Dahu calmly. It seems that he is really a respected teacher, and he naturally accepts the great worship of his students.

"You are so bold, you didn't get up when you saw the big boss, you are looking for..."

A minion beside Jiang Dahu shouted at Fang Jue, in the past, such politeness of the big boss would make the gentlemen get up in horror and return the salute, but they didn't expect this newcomer to understand the rules so much.

"Stand down."

Jiang Dahu suddenly scolded the minion beside him, and then smiled at Fang Jue.

The big boss of Yinhu Mountain, Fang Jue remembered that Xiao Yue mentioned that his name was Jiang Dahu, Fang Jue didn't look scared at all, but stood up very plainly, and then returned the salute pretendedly.

"In the lower silver tiger mountain and river tiger, I don't know what Mr. is called?" Jiang Dahu said suddenly.

"Let's talk in Xiawu." Fang Jue said lightly.

"Boring, that's an interesting name." Badao Yama suddenly covered her mouth and said, this was the first time she felt funny, and then she felt that something was wrong, so she returned to her cold face.

This Jiang Dahu really asked Fang Jue what he would do, but Fang Jue asked Jiang Dahu what he wanted to learn, I will teach you.

Jiang Dahu was also surprised by Fang Jue's big tone, but he still asked Fang Jue if he could tell some stories about the war. Jiang Dahu saw that Fang Jue was so young and his tone was not small, so he deliberately made it difficult.

"Okay, I remember a few stories about the war, such as Journey to the West, Water Margin, and the Legend of the White Snake..."

"What is Journey to the West, what is Water Margin, and what is White Snake?" Jiang Dahu was confused by these names, he had never heard of them.

"Journey to the West is the story of a monkey vs. a monster. The Water Margin is a group of people who oppose the imperial court. The legend of the white snake is the story of the thousand-year-old snake demon and the monk. ”

Fang Jue's indiscriminate explanation, everyone on the side was dumbfounded, what monkeys and monsters, what snake demons and monks, this unheard story, although it felt absurd, but it was extremely fresh.

Jiang Dahu felt unrealistic about monsters and the like, but when he heard what Fang Jue said about going against the imperial court, he was immediately interested.

"You just talk about the rumor that went against the court." Jiang Dahu actually didn't shy away from using words, this anti-court was something he had never thought of, but he was not afraid of being heard, because this was Yinhu Mountain, and he was the emperor here.

Fang Jue found that this Jiang Dahu was interested in the Water Margin, and sure enough, there was an attraction among the bandits. Could it be that this Jiang Dahu really has anti-imperial court thoughts.

Fang Jue has never lectured on books, but today he looks like a storyteller. Fang Jue took a sip of water, then cleared his throat.

It is said that there is such a group of people, because of the persecution of life and the persecution and suppression of the government, so under the leadership of a person named Song Jiang, they gathered on a mountain. He acted chivalrous and righteous, took the word righteousness as the head, gathered tens of thousands of people on the mountain, and there were one hundred and eight generals under his command, these people were all strong in martial arts, and they were powerful in the world for a while, and the government had sent 200,000 troops to encircle and suppress, but they were all defeated by the one hundred and eight generals led by Song Jiang. The people under Song Jiang are capable of writing and martial arts, and they are all brave and good at fighting. Among them, there is Wu Yong, a military advisor, who anticipates the enemy's ability to plan first, and there are also strong martial arts under him, Lin Chong and Zhang Kui......

Fang Jue didn't speak very well, but Jiang Dahu listened to it with relish, Jiang Dahu seemed to think that the person Fang Jue said was his current self.