Wu Yingying's words behind him called Liang Zuoqiu secretly called it a fluke, in this way, the status of this bachelor's mansion has increased greatly, if he really shirked the post of editor-in-chief just now, wouldn't it be that the private study of teaching the way of Confucius and Mencius should also be handled by Yang Deliang, it seems that the candidates for these hundred bachelors must be high-talented, but also not too pedantic, so that Confucian scholars can have the upper hand in the competition in the academy.

Liang Zuoqiu sent Wu Yingying away and returned to the study, the four disciples were still immersed in excitement, "Senior brother, if you become that great craftsman, as long as you become a master, you can get out of the craftsman household and become a bachelor! Zhao Ping and Qian Ren were also quite moved, and the four of them were quick to see and fast, and they arranged the newly written articles of the teacher in a short time.

In the early morning, fifteen movable type plates were placed in a cage and sent to the booksellers in which Fuhai Xing had a stake, and the manuscripts of Shazhou Academy were always printed as soon as they arrived, and the first batch was printed in just one day's work, and the next morning they were sent to various states and counties on the military government's stagecoach, and five days later, they arrived in Lingzhou.

In the warm sunshine of the early morning, Yan Yuan, who had just finished drawing the bow, opened the "Shazhou Anthology" that had just arrived yesterday, and read Liang Zuoqiu's excellent work of "Scholars", and couldn't help but praise it. Yan Yuan, whose ancestral home is Suzhou, has been cultivating and reading heirlooms for generations, because Wu Yingying promulgated the "Primogeniture Inheritance Law" And left his hometown, moved to Lingzhou alone, here there are more than 20 children in the new 100 farmers nearby, because Yan Yuan is literate, so he made up a bundle of repairs, and asked him to enlighten the children, so Yan Yuan continued to maintain a half-ploughing and half-reading life, and later the Anxi Jiedu Embassy in order to implement compulsory literacy, allowed every ten sergeants to invite a literate gentleman, and taught literacy for sergeants and households, which Yan Yuan became a famous teacher within a radius of dozens of miles.

Mr. Teaching is a shade household personally sheltered by Wu Yingying, and is now temporarily under the jurisdiction of Chase's tax collector's office, with an annual salary of 50 yuan. Later, the Bachelor's House was established, and the teaching gentlemen were transferred to the jurisdiction of the Bachelor's Office. According to Wu Yingying's plan, the country school will eventually be built as a refuge for more than 200 households, so the house where Yan Yuan lives now is the house where the sergeant captain gathers the households, and under the guidance of the craftsman, it is built according to the engineering drawings. The Chinese tradition has always been to respect teachers, and although he is only a shadow household, the sergeants also respect him very much. But in order to become a scribe as soon as possible, Yan Yuan drew a bow and practiced arrows every day.

More than 20 children in the school have arrived one after another, at this time paper and pen are things that cannot be wasted, peasant children and sergeants are learning characters on a sand table, and Yan Yuan is using a cloth pen tied to a wooden stick, dipped in water to teach calligraphy on a hanging bluestone slab. Although it is simple, Yan Yuan writes very carefully with every stroke, "This is 'heaven', this is 'people'." He pointed to the drenched and vigorous characters, and read in a Suzhou township accent, "God!man!" The immature voices of the children made this simple stone house have a lot of life, Yan Yuan nodded with satisfaction, and said in a long voice: "Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, and the Tao is the nature." As the so-called heaven and man are one. Heaven and earth, the parents of all things. ”

Seeing that the children below were all dazed, Yan Yuan shook his head to himself in his heart, although the military government only required the teaching of literacy, Yan Yuan still couldn't change the habit of imitating the old private school teacher to preach and teach and solve doubts. He saw a boy looking out of the window, his heart was on fire, he walked up to him with a ring ruler, and said loudly: "Huo Bihao!" The peasant households in the countryside are illiterate, and the boy does not even have a big name when he is seven years old.

The boy was looking at the three or four horseback riders at the bottom of the mountain with all his attention, and was startled by him, stood up at a loss, pointed outside, and said, "Teacher, who do you see those people?" Yan Yuan looked at his fingers, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, this horse thief actually took advantage of the fact that the sergeant had not returned from the expedition, and the countryside was guarded against the empty gap, and secretly wandered here. The cliff wasn't too high, and it wouldn't take long to reach the conspicuous stone school from where the horse thieves were.

"Hurry up, hide in the cellar for me, no matter what happens, don't make a sound!" Yan Yuan made a decision in a blink of an eye, these children are the hearts of more than 20 families nearby, and nothing can happen. But if the thief can't see anyone, he will have to rummage around, and he can only stay here to resist for a while. He pushed open the wooden shelf with only a few books in the corner of the house, and behind it was a secret door, leading to the cellar under the stone house. He took out his usual bow and arrow, and stared at the horse thief who was getting closer and closer outside the stone house. "Scholar, the festival is like ice and snow, and the sun and the moon run through it......" Yan Yuan muttered intermittent words, "Life and death are insufficient, only righteousness and responsibility ......" He gave himself courage while lighting the beacon fire on the roof of the school, "Although death cannot be bent, if Dong Taishi writes, if Su Zhonglang Festival, if Duan Taiwei Wat." A wisp of solitary smoke soared into the sky, and it was particularly clear in a blue sky and white clouds.

The rules of Anxi, each school hall is made of big stones, and the beacon tower is built on the roof, and the beacon fire is divided into two kinds, a kind of yellow smoke, which is to ask for help, that is, there are not many enemies, but the school hall is lonely, and the soldiers and civilians near the left must immediately ride to help when they see this beacon fire. A kind of black smoke is alarmed, that is, the enemy is strong, and the soldiers and civilians on the left are evacuated. At this moment, Yan Yuan lit the yellow smoke for help.

After lighting the beacon fire, Yan Yuan hid behind the battlements on the roof of the academy, hiding his figure, holding the bow and arrow tightly in his hand, staring at the thieves who were speeding up to fight the horses. As soon as he was within a hundred paces, he "swished" an arrow out, and the shaft of the arrow grazed the head of the thief's horse and plunged it into the ground, causing the horse to stand so startling that it almost threw the thief off his horse. Yan Yuan secretly scolded himself for not being able to hold his breath, if this arrow was shot a little more steadily, he would definitely hit the thief. While the frightened thief was in a hurry, the rest of the people screamed loudly, ran with the horses, and swished two arrows to the top of the battlement where Yan Yuan was hiding, so frightened that he quickly lay on the ground, and crawled to a few steps away, just wanted to poke his head out, and an arrow came at him, but fortunately he dodged quickly, and the arrow flew out in a bun. The horse thieves on the grassland have been continuously killed by the hussars, and those who can survive and have the courage to harass the Han land are all about some means, and the archery method of piercing the Yang in a hundred steps is the basic kung fu.

When the five horse thieves saw that there was only one crossbowman in the stone house, they left two of them to guard the outside with bows and arrows, while the other three found a large piece of wood to use as a piece of wood to knock on the door. The stone entrance to the school is not very tall, but the door panel is extremely thick, and there is a whole piece of wood at the back as a door bar. Horse thieves can only break the door by dragging the sassal wood and hitting it continuously, except for this gate, the other walls are made of stone, even if they are not afraid to set fire to it. The horse thieves thought that the owner of this magnificent house made of stone must be rich, so they bothered to find and make the wood, and they heard clearly that the sergeants in the nearby area had not returned from the expedition not long ago, so they did not pay attention to the beacon fire that Yan Yuan had lit.

"His father, look at the yellow smoke, isn't the school hall a thief?" Wang Yushi almost didn't cry, and pointed to the direction of the school hall stained with yellow soil, it was the middle of winter, Wang Yu's head and face were wrapped in a thick cloth, so as not to frostbite his ears and nose, and there was a layer of frost on the outside of the cloth. Wang Qing's heart also sank, threw the hoe in his hand on the sheep and horse dung heap that had just been dug out, rubbed the dung on his hands, turned back to the house and took out the bow and arrow and sword, took out the grass horse that pulled the plow, and rode up. The brutal nature of horse thieves who take pleasure in killing people and setting fires makes the people who do their duty even more frightened.

"Let go," Wang Qing said in a deep voice, the hard and dangerous life in the border areas made Wang Qing, who was originally a little cowardly, a little tougher, "We still have children in our family." Wang Yushi was almost crying and pleading. "Our children have to go to school after all. Let go. Wang Qing snatched the reins of the horse from his daughter-in-law's hand, turned the horse's head, and clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and the horse ran in the direction of the school. Wang Yushi looked at her husband's back riding a short grass horse, his legs almost hanging to the ground, sobbing and sitting on the ground, and after a long time, he picked up the hoe and pickaxe again, and continued to dig up the livestock manure that was as hard as a stone, and this dung, collected in winter, is the best fertilizer in spring. To struggle to survive on the border, no matter what happens, what needs to be done, you can't stop.

Shang Zhongxin, the ten-captain of the hussars, looked at the wolf smoke rising in the distance, his face turned pale, and shouted: "The school hall warns, quickly follow me to rescue!" The legs clamped the horse's belly violently, and the Persian war horse neighed dissatisfiedly, raised its hooves and ran towards the place where the black smoke rose, and the nine hussar sergeants behind him also rode their horses and galloped.