Qin Zhong didn't know what Xi Zhicai had in mind, but after crossing over to the Three Kingdoms, he was moved by feelings, and said in his heart: "The yellow scarf is all over Kyushu, and the heroes will come out in the storm; There is no definite number of princes and generals, and the young man will take advantage of this dynasty. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Sir, the yellow turban in the world is a family, the people of the country do it, the Han family is controlled by the world's gate valves, and it has slowly rotted from the foundation, only by breaking the shackles of the scholars, can there be a glimmer of life."

Qin Zhong secretly thought that Xi Zhi was the Han Shi, and those lower-level landlords and dilapidated heroes were the objects he needed to woo, or natural allies, and the upper-class scholars not only occupied the fertile land in the world, but also oppressed most of the poor people with all kinds of harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes.

First of all, we must unite all forces to break the monopoly of the scholar clan gate valve and fundamentally destroy their foundation, the yellow moth is the sharpened blade, through which the upper scholar clan gate valve can be uprooted.

Xi Zhicai once again recalled the pine tree he encountered when he first entered Yingchuan Academy, pine, the hero and warrior in the tree.

Counting nine cold days, the grass withered, and the trees withered, but it was green and cloudy, resisting the wind and snow, and calm.

However, the Lingyun giant pine grew from a newly unearthed small pine. Although Komatsu is small, it has already shown signs of "Lingyun".

Komatsu had just been unearthed, and it was indeed pitifully small, and the weeds on the roadside were taller than it, so that it was hidden in the deep grass.

But it was small but not weak, and in the midst of the deep grass, it did not bow its head, but thorns—the head covered with pine needles, straight and stiff, and rushed upwards with all its might, unstoppable.

Those weak grasses can't match it!

Komatsu was originally trampled under the feet of a hundred grasses, but he is a pine tree, and one day he will have a strong and upright body.

In this situation, Xi Zhicai casually came out with a poem:

"From the small thorns in the deep grass, now I gradually feel the basil. At that time, people didn't know Lingyun Mu, and they waited until Lingyun was high. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xi Zhicai heard a burst of enthusiastic applause behind him.

"Good poetry, good poetry, really good to say."

Xi Zhicai turned around and saw a young man in brocade clothes who was about his age.

"Thank you!" Xi Zhicai looked at the young man without humility, "My name is Xi Zhicai." ”

"Xun Yu!"

Xun Yu was also looking at Xi Zhicai up and down, and saw that he was wearing a soapcloth robe, a scarf on his head, one eyebrow and thin eyes, a dark complexion, and nothing unusual about his appearance, but his eloquence was good.

Xun Yu was born in Yingchuan Xun, after Xunzi. His grandfather, Xun Shu, was well-known in the world and was known as the Divine Monarch.

Xun Shu has eight sons, known as the Eight Dragons.

Xun Yu's father Xun Qi once served as the minister of Jinan, and his uncle Xun Shuang served as Sikong. Xun Yu was afraid of the eunuchs, so he asked Xun Yu to marry the daughter of Tang Heng, who was often servant in the middle school.

Because Xun Yu was famous when he was young, he was free from ridicule from others.

Later, He Hao, a famous man in Nanyang, was surprised when he saw Xun Yu and said: "This is Wang Zuozhi's talent!" ”

"Look at your appearance, you also like to read, did you go to Yingchuan Academy to sign up?" Xun Yu looked at Xi Zhicai and said.

"I, I haven't gone yet."

"It's okay, do you want to go?" Xun Yu looked at him with a smile and said.

"Of course I think so, that's the ideal of no scholar." Xi Zhicai suddenly raised his head, revealing resolute eyes.

"That's good, I'll take you in. You'll learn a lot at Yingchuan Academy! ”

On that sunny spring afternoon, Xi Zhicai and Xun Yu met like this, it was the arrangement of fate, or maybe Xi Zhicai's studious mind at this moment moved the heavens, and gave him a chance.

In any case, in short, a dazzling strategist is rising on the stage of history.

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On the first day of school, in Yingchuan Academy, people were moving, people were boiling, and the talented people were talking eloquently.

Guo Jia, Xi Zhicai, Zhong Xuan, Xun You, Chen Qun, etc., this wave of strategists who will shine in the hands of Cao Wei in the future are all happily going to school here.

Yes, all the people who can come to Yingchuan College are the pride of the sky, especially the students of Xun Yu's current class, who will be the mainstay of the Three Kingdoms in the future.

Of course, at the moment, they are still a group of teenagers who have nothing to do, and at the moment they are either thinking about where to go after school, or which little girl is starting to thrive.

Spring is here, and spring is also a season suitable for love.

According to the old practice, every person who has just joined Yingchuan Academy must say their ideals on the first day of enrollment for new students, and the template is that my ideal is to be a person, and I am determined to do something.

I don't know when it started, but when these students graduated, I asked them to recall what their purpose was when they joined Yingchuan College, whether they realized their original ideals, and whether the path they took in the future was the same or contrary to when they first enrolled.

Sitting on the podium was Xun Shuang, the old man of the Xun family, who was also the dean of Yingchuan Academy.

At this moment, Xun Shuang was brushing his gray beard, looking at the noisy students below, showing a comfortable smile, sure enough, it's good to be young!

When the next class of freshmen was tired and tired, and when they were not chattering, Xun Shuang cleared his throat and said: "Students, good afternoon, it's another year of our Yingchuan College, the day of the start of teaching, here first of all, on behalf of all the faculty and staff of Yingchuan College, I wish you all can learn knowledge in the new academic year, and be able to apply the knowledge you have learned to the welfare of the people." ”

"Below, I only read out on behalf of Yingchuan College, our school rules of Yingchuan College, first, unity and love, mutual assistance, as the so-called everyone picks up the flame of high, a good difficulty three help, I hope that our students can carry forward the style, support each other, help one to help, the students who can't keep up with the learning to bring up, common progress, study together, students, to remember, one person to learn is not really good, to all the students to learn up, this is something to be proud of."

Xun Shuang paused for a moment and looked at the new students below meaningfully, and continued: "Second, I am for everyone, everyone is for me, after everyone succeeds in their studies in the future, whether it is to pay homage to the prime minister, or to act elsewhere, you must not forget that you are a student of Yingchuan College, you must always take Yingchuan College as your glory, and you must bring your back junior if there is anything, which is also a great tradition of our Yingchuan College." ”

"Okay, let's start talking about your dreams and what you want to do after graduation." Xun Shuang paused and said, "Everyone, speak freely, don't have any restraints." ”