Xiao Xianglian shook her head in a rather boring way, and said "oh", but when she turned the corner and saw the kite flying high, she was happy again, and kept pulling Ding Yi and Liu Yiyi to accompany her to fly the kite, until the two promised her that she would accompany her in a few days when she had time, and then she stopped.

Although it is impossible for the first assistant Cao Gong to come, but with the fame of Shang Chen, Li Xian, and Yao Kui, there are many young scholars who came to watch the ceremony, saying that they will go out, but it is a good story: Rongcheng Xiucai Jingshi accepted apprentices, but attracted many people and Jinshi to watch the ceremony.

British Gong Zhang Fu came to the Ding family's mansion with this pearl in his hand, and looked at the well-dressed people, but he also eliminated the resentment that had accumulated in his chest. You must know that according to his logic, Ding Yi wants to call Zhang Mao uncle, but now it's good, Zhang Mao came to worship Ding Yi as a teacher, and it is impossible to say that he is not half unhappy. But seeing that so many scholars came to the ceremony, Zhang Fu also felt that it was quite reasonable.

As for the little grandfather Zhang Mao of the party, he was so pouting that he could hang up the oil bottle.

Children have good memories, and Zhang Mao is no exception, he has been thinking about Ding Yi's words these days: "The student thinks that it is better to apologize if the little grandfather is wrong, otherwise...... When I wake up and kowtow to admit my mistakes, I'm afraid it will be a little embarrassing. At that time, he felt that Ding Yi was a fool's dream, and his dignified little grandfather in the British Mansion would kowtow to Ding, a poor and sour talent? Ridiculous!

Who knows, I'm going to kowtow to Ding Yi today; As for admitting mistakes, Zhang Mao is not a stupid person, he pays attention to being a teacher for one day and a father for life. It is the so-called monarch and minister, father and son, and this head knocks down. In the future, as long as Ding Yi rises, Zhang Mao, the little grandfather, will have a time to admit his mistakes. Think of this. Looking at Ding Yi, who came out to greet the British Duke with a spring breeze on his face, Zhang Mao couldn't help but feel sad, and his eyes turned red for a while.

But he didn't dare to beg his father, because he had been beaten twice by Zhang Fu at home for this matter, which was related to Shoufu and Xungui joining forces against the eunuch Jihua, how could it be changed because of a child's grievances? Zhang Fu was still afraid that Ding Yi would regret not doing it, it was true. In fact, the British Duke also thought of a deeper level, not only to force Ding Yi to do that thing, but even if Ding Yi didn't do it, he forced Wang Zhen to kill Ding Yi, the maker of the Emperor Han Theory who was in the limelight in Beijing recently. It is also a great pleasure, and there must be a group of hot-blooded scholars to hold grievances, once it is a big thing, they can take the harem route to exert pressure, and it is also an extremely powerful positive energy for removing Wang Zhen.

So the little grandfather's grievances were completely ignored.

About in the British mansion, he was taught a good lesson by his father, and he honestly didn't make any demon moths before the apprenticeship ceremony. It's just that when Ding Yi sent someone to the back garden to call Hu Shan and the five people out, and asked them to bring Chen San to the front. The little grandfather's eyes began to be unkind.

"Chen San, are you willing to worship under Ding, read and write, and understand the righteousness?" Ding Yi asked Chen San with a kind expression.

Ding asked himself. Chen San had already knelt down and kowtowed three times, and said in his mouth: "I Chen San, a lowly person from a red background." But I have a few pounds of strength, even my parents are not as good as Lord Ding...... Today you will teach me to read and write. I Chen San broke more than 100 catties, and I can't repay the kindness of adults! Today, Chen San swore to the sky. As long as Chen San has a bite to eat, there will be bowls and chopsticks for adults; As long as Chen San has a breath, if there is anything to do with the adults, Chen San has a life, just take it; A hundred years after the adult, Chen San gave the adult linen and filial piety to the end! If this oath is violated, the sky will be thundered with five thunders! ”

Although Chen San was very restrained and did not say anything foul, but the words present were either jinshi or juren, these words were undoubtedly extremely vulgar, but the burly man choked up and roared from the heart, but the priests nodded one after another, because they also felt that there was light on their faces when they heard it - in order to be able to study, even this man from a military family also knew that it was a great gift.

A scholar was even more moved, and mentioned him out loud: "Still called an adult?" Changed his name to sir. ”

When Chen San heard this, he kowtowed three more times, and said in his mouth: "Disciple Chen San knocks to see Mr.!" ”

"Zi said: There is no class for teaching." Shang Chen said with a smile, "No matter what nationality, if you have the heart to learn, you are a good apprentice, such as Jin sees his sincerity, but he must teach him according to his aptitude." The scholars on the side also praised one after another, and Ding Yi encouraged Chen San a few more words, telling him to meet Hu Shan and a few of their senior brothers who started first, and it would be considered a courtesy.

The next thing is naturally the little grandfather, but the British prince Zhang Fu said at this time: "Wait." Rujin, but the old man wants to ask, but how are you going to teach dogs? How are you going to teach this little brother Chen? "It's about how to teach, but in fact, these words are hidden in the bones, and the inner meaning is nothing more than that: What are you capable of? Chen San, who was born in a military family, you can teach him to write his name, and it is natural to read the surname of the hundred families and the three-character scripture, but are you also going to do the same for the son of the British duke?

It's not that Zhang Fu wants to be sideways, but he has to speak, so that he seems to have taken a fancy to Ding Yi's talent and sent his son to apprentice, otherwise let alone Wang Zhen, just a random person who knows some things, will feel weird, and will guess what kind of deal exists behind this? Does it represent a concession from the nobles to the eunuchs?

Ding Yi didn't panic, when he was a criminal policeman, he listened to a lot of speeches, he was really familiar with 300 Tang poems, and he couldn't make poems and could chant them, when he smiled and said: "Ding taught his disciples, in fact, there is nothing new, only ten words." Ding Yi paused here when he said this, looked around, and then spoke: "Civilize its spirit, barbarize its body." So much for. ”

Yao Kui's brother-in-law breathed a sigh of relief when he listened to it on the side, and this brother-in-law finally didn't say anything to cause trouble this time, and immediately continued: "Okay! Hit the festival! The so-called knowledge, sincerity, and self-cultivation should be the spirit of civilization! What he said was the inner sage proposed in Confucianism.

"Among the six arts, there are archery and royalty, and the barbaric body is barbaric, but it is also the body that does the words of the sages." Li Xian also beat the side drum loudly, his body is archery, and the royal is driving and riding.

The so-called sedan chair carries people, but Ding Yi's operation is not in vain, if there is no such outstanding young generation of Shilin to support him. It's Ding's every sentence, and who knows?

At this time, the two of them could be heard. Those Jinshiju people were all amazed.

But the British Gong Zhang Fu didn't intend to forget it like that, and asked again: "Oh." It makes sense to say this, but I don't know where to start? "This is the question of the teaching policy, and the syllabus. At this time, those scholars lost their voices like roosters whose necks had been choked, because they didn't know how to answer, and they only felt that it would be difficult for them to answer brilliantly if they were Ding Yi.

Of course, if ordinary children come to apprentice, these people will naturally have a set of rules, and they can make people dizzy.

But it's the little grandfather who wants to apprentice. It can't be said that he should first memorize the three-character scripture, then learn the Analects, and then read what scriptures, teach poetry and rhyme, and then post the question to do the eight-strand test papers of previous years. Does the little grandfather want to take the single-plank bridge for the imperial examination? The person is a nobleman, his father is dead, he is the grandfather, the township test your size? So how to teach? It's really a bit difficult to even talk about it.

Who knew that at this moment, Ding Yi spoke idly. actually memorized the book: "Zi said: 'The husband is the victor of the temple without a fight, and he has to count a lot; The temple is not victorious without a fight, and it is considered to be less. More wins, less wins. And it doesn't matter! 'I think my grandfather is no stranger to this passage in "The Art of War", right? This is a verse in Sun Tzu's Art of War, Xun Gui is a family of warriors. Not to mention anything else, how Sun Tzu's Art of War has also been overturned.

It's hard to say that I haven't read it. But at least I heard it, and I heard Ding Yi's words at this time. I had no choice but to nod.

"What do you mean by multi-counting? What is undercounting? What Ding Yi is good at is to drag the other party into the field he is familiar with, and then pull it into the pre-cloth bureau, once he arrives, Ding Yi is definitely high-spirited, "You must know how to calculate it first, which is the key." Otherwise, if he throws an account book to my disciple Chen San now, I'm afraid that he won't be able to figure out the result in a few days. ”

Everyone couldn't help but smile when they heard this, Chen San didn't care, he grinned and laughed, he didn't know how to read, so there was nothing to be shy about. I only heard Ding Yi ask again: "For example, if a team of 100 soldiers wants to climb a mountain from south to north, the mountain is 1,000 feet high, from the central axis of the mountain to the foot of the south mountain for eight miles, from the central axis of the mountain to the foot of the mountain on the north side for ten miles, and the soldiers travel 60 miles a day. ”

Zhang Fu was stunned, it's not that he hasn't led soldiers, but he doesn't have to think about such a detailed question at all, how can he answer it for a while? But he heard Ding Yi smile and said: "That's it, a military general patted his head, and told the soldiers to cross over in half an hour, otherwise they would be killed." But what's the use of killing heads? Even if those soldiers are cut into seventeen or eighteen pieces, they shouldn't be able to arrive, or they can't arrive, and they won't have wings because they are threatened to kill their heads, right? ”

A scholar on the side slapped his thigh and sighed: "Great goodness! Because of this, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang of Daze Township rose up! How much to win, the ancients did not deceive each other! This time it was Ding Yi's turn to be stunned for a moment, because he didn't expect this section, Ding Yi originally just wanted to use the Pythagorean theorem to bully people, even if Zhang Fu could answer, Ding Yi still had a column of equal differences waiting for him behind, how to say that he was also a person who went to college, and he couldn't play this orthodox person for fourteen years, Ding Yi felt that he could also directly follow the predecessor of this body and hang himself on the southeast branch.

But this scholar was right, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang were unable to reach their destination on time, so the uprising broke out.

For a while, Zhang Fu couldn't help but be moved, and asked Ding Yi: "Can this be calculated?" "As a general, he only knows that he wants a certain army, arrive at a certain time, and then give a time about it according to experience, and arrange the arrival time according to the terrain, etc., this is about the prototype of the staff group, or the individual marshal who is shining in sweat, their staff can do it, but at least Zhang Fu can't do it.

"Naturally. The sentence is three, the stock repair is four, and the corner is five. Ding Yi didn't plan to do this elementary school-level math problem here, so he simply said the Pythagorean law.

So sure enough, a scholar shouted: "It is the "Zhou Ji Sutra"! ”

Ding Yi shook his head to stop the scholar, but said: "This is just one of them, calculate the approximate distance from south to north, how many miles a day to go up the mountain?" How many miles do you travel in a day? If a soldier cannot arrive in a day, do they need to carry extra dry food and water? Is this mountain in the enemy's theater of operations, or in the rear of our army? If it is in enemy-occupied territory or an area of engagement, is there a possibility of being ambushed? If it is in the rear of our army, it is required that this group of soldiers should be put into battle as soon as they arrive. Or do you have enough time to recuperate? Of course, this little trick too. ”

But the British duke quit. He was a soldier who had led soldiers, and he couldn't help but say, "Nonsense. If you can really calculate these things clearly, why not be afraid of dividing the troops! "In ancient times, the most taboo division of troops, because there is no accurate timing tool, and the time of arrival cannot be accurate, only by experience and guides, and this is affected by various factors such as weather, so really unless there are famous generals, very few people in actual combat are willing to divide troops and attack this is the truth.

Others don't mention it. Flying General Li Guang, there is absolutely no doubt about the famous general, right? It's also because the division of troops got lost and missed the time of the army.

Ding Yi couldn't help but smile at the British duke, and said to him: "This is really a small skill, if there is a country named England to the west of the Great Food, and it is as powerful as the Great Diet in the Tang Dynasty, so it is approaching, and our army captures an English sergeant, how can we interrogate the information in his army?" Zhang Fu was speechless again, if the scholars present could still say: Find an interpreter from the Siyi Pavilion!

Zhang Fu is very clear about the composition of the Siyi Pavilion: Yongle set up the Siyi Pavilion in the fifth year. It is divided into eight halls, called Tatar, Nuzhi, Xifan, Xitian, Huihui, Baiyi, Gaochang, and Burma. Where is England?

"Where is this England?" When the leader of the army hears about the enemy country, he can't help but be a little interested.

Ding Yi smiled and asked Liu Tie to take the paper. I found a bamboo stick and dipped it in ink and drew the coastline of Guangdong on paper, and when I was in the British public, I couldn't sit still, so I stood up and held Ding Yi's hand. He straightened his face and said, "How can you be in public...... Go to your study! As he spoke, he rolled up the paper that had just been drawn a few strokes and pulled it up.

There were no satellites in those days. Whether it's the coastline or the terrain. It takes a lot of manpower and material resources to find out, and the scale is not strict, and the map drawn is actually quite different from the actual terrain, but Rao is so, there is a map and no map, for the general, the arrangement of troops is two different things.

So a map is definitely not something that can be spread at will.

Ding Yi really didn't think of this floor, and it wasn't until he was inexplicably dragged to the study by Zhang Fu and blamed him that he woke up to this.

However, for a person who has been in the special forces for ten years, the outline of the Shijie map is really not necessarily anything, Ding Yi held a bamboo stick and dipped it in ink, and did not talk much to the British, so he drew the coastline from Guangdong to Britain and the places he passed on the way, pointed to the British Isles and said: "This is about it." "He didn't outline the entire shijie map, one step ahead is a genius, two steps ahead should be tied to the stake and burned to death Ding Yi still understands, now this feels like a step and a half ahead, don't think that there is no burner in Huaxia, there has been cannon branding since ancient times.

The British Duke looked at it for a long time and sighed: "Zheng Sanbao seems to have only gone here. He pointed to a certain place on the map, after all, he was a veteran, just looking at these simple lines, he could recognize it as the coast, Ding Yi was also quite convinced, this old man seemed to be safe in the south, it was indeed a bit of a level, how could he die in Tumu Fort?

However, this is not the time to think about this matter, Ding Yi spread his hands and said: "The first few pages of "Wu Mu's Testament" will be broken when they see the wind, and I only remember here. ”

Zhang Fu grabbed Ding Yi's chest and roared, "What? Is there really a "Wu Mu Testament"? You little bunny smashed the first few pages of it? ”

"Otherwise, you think I can't leave Rongcheng, where do you know? Not only the first few pages were broken, but the later ones were also broken after a few flips. Ding Yi said to the British Gong Zhang Fu, "I don't believe that even if you send someone to turn over the ground, Uncle Zhong should also have people mixed with you, right?" Just look for it. ”

Zhang Fu slowly let go of the hand that was holding Ding Yi's chest, and said in a deep voice: "The husband is not guilty, but the truth of his guilt ......"

"I was forced to commit suicide in Rongcheng, and I didn't die, don't pretend not to know." Ding Yi looked like he had torn his dough, "Since then, there have been many things, I remember them for a while, and I can't remember them for a while." You just kill me, I can't get it out for you with an ancient brain, or don't let the little grandfather apprentice, your old man is wronged, just hand over the post to apprentice, wait by your side, I want to tell you at any time, how about it? ”

"You want to pass it on to Zhang Mao?" British Gong Zhang Fu took a deep breath and quickly calmed himself down.

Ding Yi rolled his eyes and said, "The art of war, why don't you keep it?" Do I have soldiers? Oh, there are more than 30 nursing homes in the backyard, no matter how strong Wu Mu's training method is, he can't train those more than 30 people to six dings and six armors, right? There are not thousands of soldiers, do you think it is useful to toss? ”

This is a clear bully, if as an officer corps, even if there are dozens of people, if they are cultivated, they can be put up at any time. But there was no such thing as the officer corps in this era, until the end of the Ming Dynasty, for such a long period of time, in addition to Qi Jiguang's systematic research on squad tactics, composition, training, etc., other strongmen such as Lu Xiangsheng were also outstanding in personal martial arts, and they led their family guards to break through the enemy.

If Ding Yi said this to Qi Jiguang, I am afraid that he would definitely not be able to pass the test; But Zhang Fu is not Qi Jiguang after all, but he also feels reasonable when he listens to it, what can thirty or fifty people do? Thirty-six people from Song Jiang ran rampant in the state capital, and Uncle Zhang was arrested at night. Without scale, any art of war is fake.

"Okay, the old man believes you this time. is still the case, Zhang Mao worships you as a teacher, but he is not wronged! This is the true voice of the British public. (To be continued......)

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