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However, on this day, in front of the Sanli Academy, people saw a different scene: scholars in twos and threes, grinning one by one, came from all directions with hideous faces, and the speed was so slow that they raced past snails. They dragged their seemingly crippled legs and feet, gradually moved to the academy, lifted the waste legs with both hands, entered the courtyard gate, and disappeared in front of the melon-eating crowd.

"What's going on? Why are scholars like this? ”

"Crippled?"

"No, it won't! Even if the students of the academy are not very obedient, it will not be like this!

People felt a chill.

Is this a academy or an edict?

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When Yin Fusheng was about to open a private class, so many disabled people moved in the courtyard one after another, and he couldn't help but be stunned. Only then did he realize that after a sudden and strenuous exercise, his muscles were strained, and the most painful thing was not that day, but the next day.

Looking at the resentful eyes of the scholars, Yin Fusheng couldn't help laughing. "Why are you late?"

Fu Dingchen said angrily: "I still asked, I was about to fall apart because of the pain all over my body." ”

"It hurts? Do you know what is the most effective way to treat this pain? Yin Fusheng said with the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

The scholars were silent, only looking at Yin Fusheng.

"Just keep moving."

"Huh?" The scholars were even more resentful. It's all like this, still exercising? I'm afraid I won't even be able to get out of the door for a while.

Yin Fusheng glanced at the scholars twice, and saw Fang Dahong holding his arms, his face full of ridicule, "Fang Dahong!" ”

"Master, you called me?"

"Hmmm! There are a few newcomers here today, and you can teach them to do push-ups. ”

"Okay!" Fang Dahong was very satisfied with his errand.

Yin Fusheng continued: "You make thirty of them yourself." ”

"Huh? Why so many? ”

"Yesterday I underestimated your strength, you should be in the same form as them, now I see that you can move freely, and you still have enough strength, thirty should not be a problem."

Fang Dahong looked depressed.

Yin Fusheng continued: "Everyone else has to do one more than yesterday." ”

"Huh? Isn't this fatal? The crowd was noisy and dissatisfied.

Looking at the demeanor of the scholars, Yin Fusheng shook his head and said to Li Yan'er: "Yan'er, you can try it and see how many you can make?" ”

Li Yan'er and Yin Fusheng grew up together, and of course they had seen these strange exercise patterns for a long time. Immediately, he responded happily, thrust the whip in his hand into his waist, and leaned over to do it.

"One, two, three......" The scholars were dumbfounded.

Is this a girl?

Li Yan'er did more than a dozen push-ups in a row, but still had no intention of stopping, so Yin Fu shouted to stop and said to the scholar: "Are you waiting for a girl?" ”

Fu Dingchen pouted, "Can she be considered a girl?" ”

"Boy! Are you looking for a fight?! Li Yan'er raised her whip and said angrily.

Fu Dingchen took a look, and hurriedly hid behind others, "Look, where is there a girl here?" ”

"Alright! If you don't want to be inferior to a woman, give me exercise. With that, Yin Fusheng turned around and walked into the hall, and by the way, he leisurely piggybacked, "After doing push-ups, then run, until you don't feel stiff in your legs." ”

How can it not be stiff, it will only get stiffer and stiffer the more you run, okay or not.

Tian Rong chased into the hall with a smile, and said flatteringly: "Fusheng, look at my belly, can you ......?"

"It's because of your belly that you should be more active. Take back your businessman's set, here, it won't work. After Yin Fusheng finished speaking, he ignored him.

Tian Rong looked constipated and snorted, "I knew earlier, it would be better to go to another private school." Suffer the sin. ”

Li Yan'er smiled: "Haven't you always looked down on women, today, who dares to compare with me?" Haha......, look at you, a bunch of weak chickens! ”

Under Li Yan'er's ridicule and agitation, today's scholars are really fighting. The amount of exercise is twice as high as the day before, and the speed is much faster.

When everyone sat back in their seats after exercising, they really found that sure enough, although they were very tired, their legs were really not stiff.

The students all sat down, and Yin Fusheng asked, "Let me ask you, who are you waiting for?" ”

The scholars were stunned, who is it? What do you mean?

"I'm a reader!" Fu Dingchen said.

Yin Fusheng shook his head, "It's narrow, it's too big." ”

"Then, we are from the Central Plains."

Yin Fusheng curled the corners of his mouth, "Say it further." ”

"We are all the people of the Ming Dynasty." There is a scholarly way.

Under the reminder of this sentence, Fu Dingchen followed: "We are the descendants of Yan and Huang, the descendants of China. The Yi people also call us Han Chinese. ”

"Well, since I mentioned Yi. Then may I ask, what is Hua and what is Yi? Yin Fusheng continued to ask.

Hearing this, Fu Dingchen hooked his mouth and said: "The "Spring and Autumn" is the master of etiquette. Therefore, Huaxia is polite, but barbarian is not. Master, this distinction of Huayi is recorded in many ancient books. As mentioned in the Book of Han: Yidi's people are greedy and profitable, and they are sent to the left, and they are human and beast-hearted, and they are different from China's special uniforms, different customs, different diets, and language barriers. ......, in addition, there are also "Spring and Autumn", "Book of the Later Han Dynasty", "Poems", "Sutra", etc., all of which are written. If the Master doesn't know how to distinguish between Huayi, he can turn to the book and read it. ”

Fu Dingchen raised his eyebrows, thinking that Yin Fusheng's problem was too pediatric, and his face was full of energy.

Yin Fusheng ignored Fu Dingchen's provocative words, and said anyway: "It is indeed like the ancients, and the difference between Huayi lies in the difference between the wind and the law." The law cannot be broken, and the wind cannot be different. As he spoke, he paused, looked sharply at the people seated, and asked, "If one day someone breaks the law and changes the old style, you will be asked to shave your hair and change your clothes, and you will be like a barbarian." How will you respond? ”

Fu Dingchen thought for a while and said, "Master, it's too much to worry about. Since ancient times, there have been people who have changed China, and there have been people who have changed China. Even if Hu Yuan was the former ruler of Middle Earth and lived in 0 countries, he could not change the old style of the country. Master, your question is really redundant. ”

Yin Fusheng shook his head and said: "You don't know that after the battle of Salhu, now Jianyu occupies Kaiyuan, Tieling and other places in Liaodong, forcing the people to shave their hair and change clothes, which is similar to this picture. ”

As he spoke, Yin Fusheng showed the scholars a portrait of a shaved man on the table.

If they just said that they couldn't feel it, the scholars were stunned when they saw the picture, and they were furious, and they all said indignantly: "This, this, this and this ......, such ugly, unethical, and unseemly." The protégés of our saints, even though they die, do not obey. ”

Fang Dahong said: "I want to take the martial arts test, just so that I can fight with the Tartars one day sooner." ”

Hearing this, Yin Fusheng nodded and said: "After the battle of Salhu, Jianyu occupied my country's territory, killed my clan, and messed with my law. Everywhere I went, there was mourning everywhere, and the people were struggling to make a living. As the people of China, we need to know that the battle with Jianyu is a battle related to the survival of our people. As a son and daughter of the Han family, you should put Middle-earth first, do not hesitate for personal gain, and rise up to resist. ”

"Well said!" Fang Dahong slapped the table and applauded.

The scholars also nodded frequently.

Yin Fusheng held up another piece of paper from the table, on which was written a large traditional Chinese character "漢". "If you lose (Middle-earth), how can you call it Han?"

He got up and straightened his waist, waved his hand and wrote two more words on the paper, raised it to show people, held his head high, and looked majestic, "What this master says today and even in the future is only two words: people! Tribe! ”

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(End of Volume 1)