About half an hour before dusk, Zhang Huang and the others finally took a carriage to the Yingchuan Academy located in Yingyin.

"Hiss......"

"My God......"

"Good ......"

"Good Fellow......"

Slowly stepping out of the carriage, Chen Dao, Li Tong, Zang Ba, and Tai Shici looked at the behemoth sitting in front of them, and their faces showed a deep look of horror. Even Zhang Huang, after seeing the things in front of him clearly, there was a look of shock in his eyes.

In front of them, where is the academy, it is clearly a small city: on the city wall as high as three or four zhang, there is an arrow battlement every ten zhang, and to Zhang Huang's surprise, there is a sharp weapon for defending the city that even the ordinary county town does not have, a bed crossbow. Add to that the men who patrol the city walls with burning sticks in their hands, and those who uniformly wear the clothes of dark gray domestic servants, and it is no exaggeration to say that this is a city!

"Welcome to my ...... Yingchuan Academy! ”

With Xun Yu's gentle words, the gate of the "small city" in front of him rumbled open, and a cadre of Xunfu servants came out inside, respectfully saluting their young master.

"This ...... Is this a college? Chen Zhi looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, and asked in amazement.

Glancing at Xun Yu, who was leading the way in front, Xu Fu lowered his voice and explained, "Twenty years ago, the imperial court gradually dimmed, and thieves from all over the country rose together, and Yingchuan was no exception. In order to ensure the safety of the students, the 'Xun's Eight Dragons' spent a huge amount of money to encircle a wall outside the academy......"

"The government allows?" Zang Ba asked in dismay.

Xu Fu pursed his lips and said. "The ancestors of the Xun family have held important positions in the court for generations, especially the 'Xun Eight Dragons', which is famous all over the world. The head of the Xun family personally pleaded with the imperial court because of this matter, and even the Son of Heaven allowed it, how could the local government dare to interfere? …… The Xun family is the first big family in Yingchuan, and today's prestige has long been above the Xiahou family! ”

"Unbelievable ......" stopped at the city wall, Tai Shi Ci touched the city wall that was no different from the ordinary county town and made of poor stones, and was inexplicably shocked.

"Good boy. How much does this cost......" Li Tongcai shook his head and sighed, his eyes flashing with the unique look of a wealth fan.

[Yingchuan Xun's Academy......]

Before entering the city gate, Zhang Huang looked up at several large characters engraved on the surface of the city wall on the city gate. He secretly said in his heart: What kind of academy is this, and it is not an exaggeration to call it Xunjiabao.

After walking a few steps into the city gate, you will be faced by a gate wall as high as a city wall, on which a huge 'Confucian' character is carved. Out of thin air, it gives the illusion of being like a holy place for books. And on its left side under the head. It is engraved with small vertical characters: "Zhou Li. Heavenly Officials": Four Confucianism, to win the people with the Tao.

It may be that seeing Zhang Huang, Chen Dao, Li Tong and others showing shocked expressions on their faces one by one, Xun Yu smiled slightly and said, "You have just come back to my academy, why don't you introduce it to you?" ”

In line with the idea that the guest is casual, Zhang Huang hugged his fist and said, "There is Brother Lao Xun." ”

"You're welcome." Xun Yu waved his hand. As he walked, he introduced, "From the city gate facing inward." The street under our feet is called 'Confucian Road', and along this road it goes straight inward, and directly opposite is the temple of my Confucian sage, the Confucian Temple. ”

Looking in the direction Xun Yu pointed, Zhang Huang and the others saw that in front of them in the distance, there was a temple faintly sitting. Even from a distance, they could feel the huge grandeur of the Confucian Temple, which was majestic and rare.

"In the Confucian Temple, I am the most holy teacher of Confucianism, as well as seventy-two sages, and three ......thousand disciples," Xun Yu's leisurely voice revealed the pride of being a Confucian disciple.

Li Tong was stunned for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Sage seventy-two?" …… Who's that? ”

Xun Yu's footsteps faltered when he heard this, he turned around and glanced at Li Tong with a strange expression, and explained warmly, "Sage Kong has more than 3,000 disciples, among which seventy-two disciples are the most outstanding, all of them are famous all over the world and have won the name of sages at that time......

"Oh." Li Tong nodded suddenly and muttered, "I had heard of Sage Kong earlier, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful, I don't count if I am called a sage, and the disciples I teach are also called sages...... Huh? Boss, why did you go so far? ”

[……]

Zhang Huang, Xu Fu, Zang Ba, and Tai Shici pretended not to hear Li Tong's words, and walked far away one by one, for fear that the students who passed by on Kong Dao would see that they were actually the same as Li Tong, a guy who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it.

"Is this already a academy? Why are there so many ...... The Palace? Not having time to pay attention to the stupid Li Tong, Zhang Huang looked at the groups of houses in the distance on both sides of the Kongdao, and asked in surprise. Because he found that the houses here were not connected together, but were located around several huge palaces, and this strange way of building was a little puzzled by Zhang Huang.

"Oh, that's the 'Great House.'" Xun Yu gently explained, "There are a total of eight 'big houses' in the city, which are located in the eight directions of the Confucian Temple......"

"It turned out to be a place to teach. Why are there eight? Is that really that many students? Zhang Huang asked suspiciously.

Xun Yu wanted to explain, but Xu Fu seemed to be unwilling for Xun Yu to specialize in beauty, so he preemptively explained Zhang Huang's confusion and said, "Chief, there are eight schools of Confucianism, which originate from the eight academics proposed by the sage disciples of Confucius, namely Zizhang Confucianism, Zisi Confucianism, Yan Confucianism, Meng's Confucianism, Qidiao's Confucianism, Zhongliang's Confucianism, Sun's Confucianism, and Lezheng's Confucianism. … Each of these eight schools of Confucianism had its own focus, and even some contradicted each other, and in order to prevent students from quarreling over academic issues in class, they were broken up, and each school studied in its own 'big house'...... Unless the college starts to debate academics, the student leaders of the various schools will gather at the Confucian Temple. ”

"Exactly." Xun Yu didn't mind Xu Fu snatching his words, and he still had a smile on his face.

"Daifuku, which school did you belong to?" Li Tong asked curiously.

Xu Fu's face stiffened when he heard this, and he kept silent, but he heard Xun Yu sigh faintly, "Yuan Zhi is a student of 'Xiaoshe'......"

"Xiaosha?" Tai Shi Ci looked puzzled.

Seeing this, Xun Yu explained. "The academy is divided into 'big house' and 'small house', and the students who worship the academy for the first time will return to the big house. Those who are the best of them will be promoted to the 'small house', and my sixth uncle will personally teach the scriptures. ”

"Mr. Xun's sixth uncle?" Zang Ba asked suspiciously.

"I dare not be called 'sir'. …… Yu has only been in charge of the academy for two months, and although he has tried to teach the students his studies, the title of 'sir' is still a bit out of reach for Yu. Xun Yu misunderstood, he didn't know that Zang Ba was just a polite honorific title, after all, Mr. represented the meaning of the teacher among the students.

Xun thanked him. Xun Yu explained, "Yu's sixth uncle is Xun Shuang, Xun Ciming......"

You can see it. Xun Yu was a little proud when he mentioned his sixth uncle, but unfortunately, these people in front of him were not Confucian disciples, where did they know how noble the name Xun Shuang was.

It is the so-called 'Xun's Eight Dragons, Ciming Wushuang'. Xun Shuang, Xun Ciming. That is the world's leading Confucian, the imperial court has recruited several times and has never been an official in the court, and can be called one of the banner-like big men of Confucianism today.

"Look up for a long time, look up for a long time, look up to ......" In addition to Xu Fu, who was silent, the black feather crows arched their hands unwillingly. As the saying goes, interlacing is like separating mountains, and they who aspire to be warriors will not pay attention to the big names sought after by the scribes.

With Xun Yu's intelligence, how could he not see through everyone's thoughts, and secretly shook his head.

[How could Motozhi be in the company of these people?] ]

Although there is nothing malicious. But Xun Yu still felt sorry and angry for Xu Fu's 'self-depraved' behavior.

Suddenly, Zang Ba heard a rumbling sound in the distance. When I looked up, I was stunned to see that in the open space in the distance, there were two groups of students driving their own carriages, bending their bows to shoot at targets in the distance.

"Huh?" Zang Ba snorted softly in surprise and asked Xu Fu in a low voice, "Isn't this the academy?" How can there still be martial arts practice? ”

Xu Fu kept his mouth shut, and it could be seen that he was not in a good mood at the moment.

Noticing this, Xun Yu suddenly turned his head to Zhang Huang and said, "Brother Zhang, do you know that my Confucianism has the saying of 'three six'?" ”

Where did Zhang Huang know, he shook his head and said, "I want to hear about it." ”

Xun Yu was about to open his mouth when he heard this, but suddenly heard Xu Fu say coldly, "It's just the six virtues, the six elements, and the six arts, Xun Wenruo wants to play my companion!" ”

Hearing this, Xun Yu was not angry, and asked, "What are the six virtues?" Six lines? Six Arts? ”

Xu Fu rolled his eyes and replied coldly, "Wisdom, faith, holiness, benevolence, righteousness, and loyalty are the six virtues; filial piety, friendship, harmony, marriage, appointment, and compassion are said to be six elements; Rites, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and counting are six arts. …… Xun Wenruo, are you my three-year-old child? Speaking of this, he suddenly realized something, glared at Xun Yu fiercely, and stopped talking.

[It turned out that he saw that Daifuku was sullen and did not speak, so he deliberately provoked Daifuku to speak......]

Seeing Xun Yu smiling apologetically at himself, Zhang Huang suddenly realized in his heart.

At this time, Xun Yucai faced Zang Ba and explained softly, "A gentleman has six arts, etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics...... Archery is archery, and driving is a must-have for my generation of Confucian disciples. …… However, recently, the students have also been discussing, the current situation is so chaotic, and there are thieves at the same time, whether our students should add 'swordsmanship' to the six arts and become the seven arts, hehehe......"

The Black Feather Crow looked at each other, and it wasn't until Xu Fu pursed his lips and said coldly, 'What a boring joke', that they woke up: it turned out that this Mr. Xun was joking.

[But it's not a joke......]

The black-feathered crows gripped the muscles at the corners of their mouths and let out a few dry laughs.

Xun Yu was obviously aware of the embarrassment, and covered his sleeves and coughed a few times, but fortunately, Zang Ba's question resolved his embarrassment: What are those students doing around the chariot?

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to find that the students who had just driven the arrow had already gotten out of the carriage and were chattering and arguing about something.

Xun Yu turned his head to look at those students, and Lang smiled and explained, "Those students are trying to improve the chariot of the pre-Qin Dynasty to see if it can be applied to today's war." After a pause, he shook his head again and said, "But Yu is not optimistic, the chariot was a weapon of war in the pre-Qin period, especially the Wei of the Seven Heroes, who once became the overlord with the chariot. However, in Yu's opinion, although the chariot is powerful, it is inflexible on the battlefield and inferior to the cavalry......"

"Ridiculous!" Xu Fu snorted coldly when he heard this, "It turns out that Xun Wenruo can't even count!" …… The cavalry was only one person and one horse, and it was not easy to train. The cost is huge, and the chariot is one by five, and it does not require how to ride it with great skill. The time and cost of training a team of cavalry is more than enough to train ten teams of chariots! ”

Hearing this, Xun Yu showed a subtle smile on his face, and said with a smile, "I can't imagine that Yuan Zhi has the leisure to debate the pros and cons of cavalry and chariot...... Yuan Zhi supports combat vehicles? ”

"Humph!" Xu Fu snorted coldly and didn't answer. Didn't he know that the chariot had been eliminated by the cavalry, he was just unhappy that Xun Yu 'coerced and lured' him to lead him to the academy, thinking of a way to 'retaliate' against Xun Yu. It's just a shame on him.

Seeing Xu Fu glaring at Xun Yu like a fighting, Zhang Huang also felt a little funny, and changed the topic with emotion. "I heard earlier that the Xun clan is a famous family in Yingchuan, and I didn't expect that even the chariot of the pre-Qin could get ......"

"Brother Zhang misunderstood." Xun Yu waved his hand and explained, "Those chariots were made by the students in the academy...... More than tanks. Like those bed crossbows on the city walls. It is also researched and improved by students. ”

"Huh?" Zhang Huang was stunned when he heard this, looked at Xun Yu in surprise and surprise, and said in his heart, Isn't this a Confucian academy, how can he still let students fiddle with the Mo family's set?

As if seeing Zhang Huang's confusion, Xu Fu lowered his voice and explained, "Leader, in Confucianism, Zi Zhang Zhiru." It's very close to the Mo family......"

"Wrong!" Xun Yu rarely interrupted Xu Fu's words, and Zhengse corrected. "It is the Mohists who have absorbed the essence of my Confucian son, Zhang Zhiru...... Yuan Zhi don't put the cart before the horse! ”

Zhang Huang felt a little headache when he heard this, and he was not interested in understanding whether the Mohists 'borrowed' from Confucianism or Confucianism 'borrowed' from the Mohists. Just look at Xun Yu's expression as a defender, this person is a staunch Confucian disciple, if you say even a bad word about Confucianism in front of him, I'm afraid that this benevolent and good gentleman will have to argue with you.

Zhang Huangcai didn't want to have any verbal disputes with the literati.

"Hasn't the cottage arrived yet?" Zhang Huang diverted the topic.

"It's here, it's ahead." Xun Yu said with a slightly wistful expression, as if he was regretting that Zhang Huang did not give him a chance to correct Xu Fu's 'wrong view'.

Hearing this, Zhang Huang looked up, but in front of him was a building, a water pavilion, and a rockery.

"It's worthy of being a rich man......" Standing beside the huge pool with no edge in sight, Li Tong licked his dry lips and muttered, "When can I save enough money to build such a mansion, it's worth dying!" ”

In response to Li Tong's words, the black crows turned a deaf ear. They knew Li Tong too well, and they knew very well that even if Li Tong had enough money, he would not use the money to build a mansion, and most of them would rather pile all the money in a secret room that no one knew, and then lie on the mountain of gold and silver, counting the money day and night.

"This ......" Xun Yu guided the black crows across a nine-curved pontoon bridge in the pond and led them to a piece of land in the middle of the lake.

At this time, Zhang Huang realized that he originally thought that the eight 'big houses' were located in eight directions, which was chaotic enough, but compared to here, that side was nothing.

Look here, there are all kinds of planting, the bamboo forest is next to the flower garden, and next to the flower bed is a vegetable field, which makes the black feather crows who want to see the delicate 'small house' stunned.

"The Confucianism of the Yan clan advocates 'peace and happiness' and 'pure retreat'...... This is Brother Zhicai's vegetable field. Xu Fu rarely revealed respect in his words.

The black-feathered crows looked at each other, and it was hard for them to imagine a scribe who had read poetry and books rolled up his trouser legs like a peasant and went down to the field to farm. On the contrary, Zhang Huang listened with great interest to Xun Yu and Xu Fu's explanation of the 'Confucianism of the Yan family', because he felt that this branch of 'Confucian Confucianism' was somewhat similar to the concept of Taoism.

"What about this flower garden?" Tai Shi Ci asked curiously.

"That's the ...... planted by Brother Fengxiao" When Xu Fu spoke, his and Xun Yu's expressions were a little strange.

However, Tai Shici didn't pay attention to the strangeness on Xu Fu and Xun Yu's faces, and looked at the flower garden where only plum blossoms were left, and said in deep admiration, "It is worthy of a scribe who has read poetry and books......

Before the words fell, he saw Xu Fu say quietly, "Believe me, it's definitely not as beautiful as you imagined......"

When he spoke, Xun Yu also showed a wry smile on his face, and said, "Feng Xiao, he has the best knowledge in the world, but sometimes his behavior is a little perverse, a little deviant, don't ......."

The black feather crows looked at each other, and they didn't understand what Xu Fu and Xun Yu meant.

With a wry smile, Xun Yu led Zhang Huang and the others into a main room in the small house, compared to those big houses, the small house seemed to be cutting corners, except for the eleven portraits hanging on the wall, there was nothing to be called amazing. As for the eleven portraits, except for the portrait of Zhang Huang who could guess that it was the saint of Kong, except for the portrait facing the door of the house, he didn't know the other ten.

Fortunately, Xun Yu seemed to guess that this group of people would not know the names of these ten people, and took the lead in making introductions: "Yan Yuan, Min Ziqian, Ran Boniu, Zhong Gong, Zai I, Zigong, Ran You, Ji Lu, Ziyou, Zixia." …… He is the most accomplished of the ten saints among the disciples of the Confucian saints. ”

Zhang Huang was about to speak, but his face suddenly became stunned, because he saw under the portrait of Confucius, there were two young scribes dressed in wine and sleeping in the wine jar, one of them was wearing a very simple cloth robe, and even a few patches were sewn on it; And the other one, who was wearing an extremely bright purple brocade robe, Zhang Huang concluded without exaggeration that this was definitely the most flamboyant and colorful clothes of this era, even if it was Cao Cao and Cao Mengde, it was not as colorful as the clothes of the scribe in front of him.

"Zhicai! Bong Hyo! Xun Yu, who has always been unfazed and calm, blushed with shame on his face, and hurriedly walked a few steps forward to wake up the two people.

"Yo! Xiao Yuanzhi, who learned the Confucianism of the lacquer carving clan, is back? The scribe in the purple brocade robe saw Xu Fu for the first time after waking up in the dark, and drunkenly stepped forward and hooked Xu Fu's shoulder, and said with a smile full of wine, "What? Can't get around outside? ”

Xu Fu's face turned slightly red when he heard this, and he retorted with a little respect, "Brother Fengxiao, don't talk nonsense, if it weren't for Xun Wenruo bringing me back in a threatening way this time, I would never come back!" ”

"Hey, hey!" The purple-robed scribe smiled, and then suddenly noticed Zhang Huang and the others, a hint of color flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile, "These people, I'm afraid they are not from the academy, right?" …… Hey, what are you guys doing? ”

This kind of rude inquiry made the black feather crows frown slightly, and Li Tong said unhappily, "We are the black feather crows, but the rebels!" …… It's not a 'what' job! ”

"Rebels?" The purple-robed scribe raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said with a grin, "How about adding it to the next one?" …… It's boring to be bored in the academy all the time. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Huang's heart pounded unfreely, and he had already guessed which person was in front of him.

"You...... You're going to join me in Black Feather Raven? Zhang Huang asked with the ecstasy in his heart.

"Hey, as long as you can impress me! …… First of all, I would like to remind you that the ordinary way can not impress you! ”

"......" Zhang Huang opened his mouth, slightly nervous in his heart.

It's no wonder, after all, the one in front of him is the world's top strategist who died young on Cao Wei's side in history.

Guo Jia, Guo Fengxiao! (To be continued......)