Chapter 652: The First Lesson of the Martial Arts Pavilion

After the Lantern Festival, the major government offices that were originally in a resting state naturally entered the work mode. After the annual leave, all the universities in Guozijian have also started classes, and Wuyingguan is no exception. So, he single-handedly built the Wuying Pavilion, but he left it alone and went to Beiyan for a long time, and finally returned here as a student.

As for the matter of Sect Master Zhou stepping down as chairman...... Yue Qianqiu said that he was very busy, and he was unwilling to take over. Anyway, if he doesn't deserve to be the chairman, everyone also regards him as the leader, so it doesn't matter if he has this title or not. With the Great Sect Master of Zhou to take care of chores in the name of this, what's wrong with him sitting back and enjoying his success?

It's been a long time since I've experienced this kind of leisurely life in my student days, and Yue Qianqiu, who was busy calculating people and being calculated, was naturally very satisfied, and even the professors who were spitting stars flying around were cute in his opinion. After all, in view of the experience of growing up in Hemingxuan back then, when he had nowhere to go but to read books and read books again, and he could almost memorize all the books, he laid a good foundation.

As a result, a few professors who were willing to take Yue Jiugongzi to Liwei were miserable, and after a few attempts in vain, they all gave up caring about this student who could quote scriptures at every turn, make long speeches, and speak more than them. The most infuriating thing is that people can often take out some poems and articles in the last years of the Wei Dynasty that they have not read so far, and refute them speechless.

And the students of Wuying Pavilion only know that Yue Qianqiu's martial arts are good on weekdays, and at least they can have a tie with Zhen Rongkan; has a good eloquence, and often squeezes some people to the point of self-esteem; He has a good brain, and often has all kinds of ghost ideas; But he never knew that Yue Qianqiu could memorize the book backwards and export it into chapters, and for a while, he saw that the new head of the Xuandao Hall felt a little upright.

On this day, when Xiao Jingxian, who was in charge of teaching the situation of the official system in Beiyan, came in, the class was full of students, including Yue Qianqiu, and their eyes were not on this Wuying Pavilion Mountain Chief, but on someone behind him.

And being stared at by these many eyes, the man suddenly held his head high vividly, nodded his chin and said: "This is the Wuying Pavilion, only talking about the etiquette of classmates, not the etiquette of superiority and humility." From today onwards, I will come over the next day to listen to Mr. Xiao and Mr. Yan's lectures, and be classmates with you. ”

The little fat man, the king of England, used to take classes in a class specially arranged for the royal family in the Guozi School, which was well known to the teenagers in the Wuying Pavilion, and now people suddenly came to be classmates with them, everyone felt incredible, and after thinking about it, they turned their heads to look at Yue Qianqiu as a matter of course.

In this nine-by-nine classroom, a central spot has long been vacated. Yue Qianqiu happened to be next to the seat in the center, and when he saw a person looking at him at this time, he couldn't help coughing dryly.

"Although His Royal Highness treats people with humility, courtesy cannot be abolished." As he spoke, he took the lead and stood up. So, almost instantly, the boys and girls got up in unison, and made a gesture to the little fat man in unison.

Although he has never suffered a lot of kowtow on weekdays, at this moment, the little fat man actually had an inexplicable excitement in his heart, and he actually returned the gift with a blessing to his heart.

Faced with this harmonious scene, Xiao Jingxian couldn't help laughing: "Okay, both sides are polite." This lesson on the official and military system of Beiyan is now only taught by me, so when listening to the class, it is inevitable that men and women will be mixed, once it is spread, those old masters outside will inevitably say something unpleasant, and His Royal Highness the King of England will also ask for tens of thousands of silences. ”

"Of course!" The little fat man agreed without thinking about it, and when Xiao Jingxian pointed to the position in the center for him to sit, his eyes lit up, and he only felt that it was really heartfelt that such a seat had been reserved. He said yes and walked over quickly, but when he passed by Yue Qianqiu's side, he couldn't help but whisper, "Thank you for the seat you left me!" ”

Yue Qianqiu smiled, thinking that these eighty-one seats, students in sixty or seventy, there are still many empty seats, and one of them is really a bit taboo, who is left to you if it is not left? He raised his hand slightly, and together with everyone, he sat down with the movement of the little fat man. In an instant, there was silence in the classroom.

The little fat man who came here for the first time couldn't help but be surprised.

You must know that in the past, he was in class at Guozi School, even though the teacher had strict rules, but the students' status was noble, and it was inevitable that there would be some voices that exchanged heads and ears, and the teacher didn't say much. He originally thought that Xiao Jing had set up strict rules first, but it can be seen that people are always smiling, and when he talks about Beiyan, he is funny and humorous, and he gradually feels that it is probably not the same thing.

This class lasted for half an hour, the little fat man was not distracted at first, and gradually he was completely engaged, not at all in the past, he only felt that the head of the class was like sitting on pins and needles, and when Xiao Jing clapped his hands first and said that it was over, he was even a little incredulous.

That's ...... Finished? Can class be so easy?

When Xiao Jing went out first, he subconsciously wanted to stand up and chase him out to ask for an explanation, but as soon as he stood on the table, Yue Qianqiu next to him came over, and said without hesitation: "Ying Xiaopang, do you want to go and kill people at noon?" ”

Hey? The little fat man's feet immediately retracted, and he looked at Yue Qianqiu with wide eyes for a while: "Can you still go out at noon in the Wuying Pavilion?" ”

"The class time of Wuyingguan is not as long as Guozixue, and it is not so boring, except for the classics, history, poetry and the like, the rest are very practical things, and the lunch break is full of an hour, enough for us to see a lively trip. I've already secured a seat on the best floor. How about it, do you want to go and see those officials who killed the Northern Yan Qiu Hunting Division who bought them? ”

Although the little fat man said that when he was brutal and fierce as a child, he beat the subordinates he served until he vomited blood, and it was common for him to whip and whip a big rod to beat him, but he has finally cultivated a lot of self-cultivation over the years, even if he saw murder when he was assassinated, he really hadn't seen the beheading. He hesitated for a moment, and when he saw that many people around him were looking at him, including girls, he immediately became angry.

"Go, let's go!" It is said that cutting off the head is not enough to nod the ground, what is there to be afraid of?

After a quarter of an hour's rest, Yan Xu, who strode in, suddenly attracted a great exclamation.

Unlike Xiao Jingxian, who has been here to tell the students about the situation in Beiyan for a while, this is the first time that Yan Xu has come to act as a gentleman after returning from Beiyan. Even if he Yunwen Yunwu has been a master for Yue Qianqiu for many years, it is the first time to face so many students, and the current military uniform naturally has an incomparable attraction to the young man who is a martial artist.

This armor helmet is really handsome and mighty!

Even the little fat man, his reaction at this moment was no different from that of ordinary teenagers. He looked at Yan Xu with extreme envy, and wanted to have such a set of equipment as well, but what Yan Xu said next made him stunned.

"I came here in this outfit, not to say that there was going to be a war tomorrow, but to demonstrate. You are all martial artists, most of you will enter the Xuanlong Division in the future, and you have all taken classes such as disguise reconnaissance and combat before, so it is very important to familiarize yourself with my Great Wu and Northern Yan armies, from the lowest soldiers to the top generals. ”

The little fat man originally thought that Yan Xu would demonstrate some exquisite battle formation when he wore this body today, but he couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he heard this. Next, he and the teenagers who were also stunned fully saw the costumes of the Great Wu Zhujun. Yan Xu actually added a screen in the corner and carried a box in. He went in again and again, changed again and again, and each time he would explain the difference between various costumes, armor, and helmets. Among them, which level can wear what kind of helmet and armor, he talked in the most detail.

When he was about to show the soldiers on Beiyan's side, he suddenly smiled evilly: "I hope you just watched it carefully, and remember to pay attention to it, otherwise, when the next class starts to take the exam, you will be a little troublesome." First, I will not abstain from beating the palms of my hands, and second, I will not lock up your little black room, but I will only punish you for one thing. That's ...... Give me a swim in the Qinhuai River! ”

Seeing that the students below were in an uproar, Yan Xu waved his hand as if he was fine, and said to himself: "The following demonstration is what kind of uniforms the soldiers of the various armies in Beiyan wear. You should remember that this is information that many of your predecessors have selflessly gathered without getting official titles. And it is likely to be ineffective because the head of the Northern Yan Emperor was slapped up and down and replaced. Of course, you have to remember the same thing, I only wear it once. ”

Unlike other classmates and little fat people who started to memorize with wide eyes and rote memorization, Yue Qianqiu had received such a cramming education before going to Beiyan, so he was quite leisurely now. As for the previous ones of Da Wu, well, the printing workshop he cooperated with the Qin family still undertakes part of the royal business, so there will be Da Wu Huidian or Hui Hui and other classics, so he looked at the set of routines just now against those things, and remembered it clearly.

When Yan Xu's class was finally finished, everyone was still different from when Xiao Jingxian got out of class just now, and at this time, the teenagers were swarming around Yan Xu, gossiping and asking questions. Only the little fat man hesitated slightly after getting up, and then looked at Yue Qianqiu. Naturally, he leaned over and whispered, "You remember everything, right?" Go back and write it as a cheat sheet and share it with everyone! ”

Yue Qianqiu didn't expect the little fat man to be so ghostly, so he smiled and agreed with a slight stunned face. Sure enough, Yan Xu, who is usually amiable and amiable, put on a cold style that refused to be accommodating at all this time, and sent the teenagers away without a second time on the battlefield, and then directly picked up the heavy box and carried it on his shoulder, and strode away without the tone of the noble son.

At this time, the little fat man patted the table and said to the extremely depressed teenagers: "Don't worry, everyone, Yue Xiaojiu remembers!" I have already told him to write down all the key points of identification, and share them with everyone later, and he will definitely be able to pass Mr. Yan's level smoothly! ”

The little fat man said this, and after a moment of silence, there were applause from all sides. He triumphantly bowed to the overjoyed crowd, and if he didn't know, he thought he was the one who made the effort. Yue Qianqiu looked angry and funny, but he didn't bother to debunk that this kid was using this to buy people's hearts, and immediately stood up.

"It's not early, it's three o'clock in the afternoon, it's a knife to ask and cut, and if it's late, it's a sea of people, let's go quickly!"

With his greeting, everyone suddenly forgot that they would face a strict exam tomorrow, and rushed out of the door. After a while, all kinds of mounts were pulled out at the gate of the Wuying Pavilion, except for a few hundred or twenty people such as Zhou Jiyue, who already had horses, and the rest of the people got their horses after arriving at the Wuying Pavilion.

Of course, the cost of the mount was not included in the funds that Yue Qianqiu had asked the emperor for running a school.

Yue Qianqiu helped Ye Guanghan to be a lobbyist, and asked for a few horses from the military department; Xiao Jingxian, a wealthy mountain chief, sponsored twelve horses; Yan Xu, who didn't care about money, sent many royal horses from the palace from childhood to adulthood; Yue Qianqiu used the money and ginseng he got from knocking on the bone and sucking the marrow in Beiyan, and exchanged it for a lot.

All in all, there are more than 70 horses in the stables of Wuyingguan today, and everyone has a mount, even the little monkey, the closed disciple of Peng Ming, the leader of the Iron Riding Club, who didn't know how to ride horses at all, also had his own horse after he had a good riding skill during his trip to Beiyan. At this moment, the little fat man ordered a few guards to be sandwiched in the crowd, and a large group of people rode away on horseback.

As Tong Yue Qianqiu said, when he came to the vicinity of the execution ground, the flow of people and vehicles gathered together, and it was already very congested. In these years, the entertainment activities of the government and the people were poor, and watching the killing of heads naturally became one of the rare entertainments throughout the year. What's more, this kind of scene of killing people just after the Lantern Festival and never waiting for the time is extremely rare.

Moreover, it was the Beiyan spy who was killed, and in the eyes of onlookers, it was more exciting than the ordinary killing of bandits, giants, and even habitual murderers.

It is not easy to find a place to settle dozens of horses, but fortunately, when Yue Qianqiu booked a place, he spotted a nearby carriage and horse shop early. After the group put the horses away, they made full use of the characteristics of the warrior's flexibility and maneuverability, and successfully squeezed into the excellent restaurant in the market before noon.

Although everyone can be called hungry, after going up to the third floor, most people immediately seize the advantageous terrain and then look at the execution ground. Just by looking at it, the little monkey couldn't help but shout in a low voice: "It's Liu ...... Not! ”

Although the little monkey realized that his mouth was fast, he covered his mouth for the first time and kept silent, but he was not the only one who was sharp-eyed. At least, Liu Fangyuan and Dai Zhanning, who were once chased by Liu Guofeng behind their buttocks, and Xiao Jingjing, who had been with Liu Guofeng in the Red Moon Palace for more than half a year, all recognized the person who knelt on the ground with a cloak.

Of course, the three senior brothers of Tianqiao Pavilion were even more turned into ashes, and they could recognize this senior brother who was once the most promising to become the head of the family.

Now that someone recognized it, other people who didn't have so good eyes gradually noticed that something was wrong. For a while, the boys and girls who had just been in high spirits gradually quieted down. People who are quite soft-hearted can't help but look back at Yue Qianqiu.

And this convener came to see the killing, but Shi Shiran, who was sitting on a table drinking tea, responded by the ninth prince, but only lightly tapped the table with his fingers.

"Don't forget, Zhen Rong and the Heroes Club were the scapegoats concocted by Liu Guofeng at the beginning. Let's not forget that Liu Fangyuan and Dai Zhanning were almost killed. The most important thing is that when he finds that he can't escape, he plans to use the life of the thirteen seas who are also in the Red Moon Palace as a threat, and this kind of scum can only be a scourge if he lives. But in the final analysis, Luo Zhongshu, who leaked secrets, and a few others who ate the imperial court but sold the news to the Autumn Hunting Division, that is the person who must kill the public. ”