Chapter Thirty-Six: Under the Whole World, It Is Not the King's Land (I)

Among the many barracks in the army, a barracks that is even comparable in size to Wu Sangui's camp is extremely unique.

At a glance at the size of the barracks, what makes this barracks even more special is the few plaques hanging in front of its door.

【Imperial Military Academy】

[Promoted to make a fortune and go elsewhere]

[Don't enter this door if you are greedy for life and afraid of death]

When these three plaques were erected, many people in the army were talking about it.

Putting aside the two righteous couplets, just look at the plaque with just four words.

What a 'military school' is, no one knows.

But the word 'empire' is too eye-catching.

After all, you Wu Sangui is still hanging the signboard of the Ming Dynasty, so you dare to put the word 'empire' on the door of your home, you are too impatient.

And since the unification of the Great Qin, for nearly two thousand years, everyone has been accustomed to calling a certain dynasty and a certain dynasty, and the word 'country' is rarely used, and many people are a little uncomfortable after reading it.

It's just that when many people were slandering, it was rumored that these three plaques were erected by 'true immortals', which made everyone die down.

After all, who dares to count the immortals?

Not afraid to fold your own longevity?

You must know that in this military camp, there is a battlefield ahead, and death is a matter of thought......

……

At this time, it can be said that the [Imperial Military Academy] is extremely shabby, and you can hear a lot of arguments from afar.

And these people who are blushing and thick-necked from arguing are a group of half-grown teenagers who are no more than ten years old.

"Shisun, you are talking nonsense! How can the ground under our feet be round? ”

One of the teenagers, who had a few pimples on his face, was arguing with Xiao Zhengtai Wu Shifan.

"Our old master told us since we were children, the sage said, the sky is round and the earth is round! Haven't you heard of it? ”

And although Xiao Zhengtai Wu Shifan said that he was the youngest among the teenagers, he did not show weakness and said with his neck stalked.

"In school, don't call me grandson! Please call me Mr. Wu! ”

The pimple boy was stunned when he heard this, and then immediately thought of the rules set by the principal, and said in a muffled voice, "Classmate Wu......"

But after bowing his head, the pimple boy asked again, "Besides, if the ground under our feet is round, or if it turns on its own, then won't we fall to the sky?" ”

After the acne boy finished speaking, many teenagers immediately laughed.

"That's it! How is the earth round? This is simply nonsense! Haha......"

Wu Shifan heard the ridicule of others, but he couldn't come up with good words to justify, and his little face was flushed.

I had no choice but to offer a killer idea, "This is what my master said!" My master is a god! ”

When the young men heard that Wu Shifan had moved out of the great god Ding Ye, they were immediately defeated and retreated.

Only the pimple boy was still unconvinced, "But the words 'the sky is round and the earth is round' were said by Sage Kong!" ”

When Wu Shifan heard this, he immediately stood up and crossed his waist with his hands, and said arrogantly, "Hmph! Although Sage Kong is a saint, he is only a human being! But my master is an immortal! Do you dare to say that immortals are inferior to people? ”

The pimple boy's face froze, but he didn't dare to continue with such words.

After all, people are people, immortals are immortals, how can people really compare with immortals?

It's just that the pimple boy is a teenager in the end, seeing that he was pressed down by Wu Shifan, a little hairy child, the depression in his heart almost didn't blow him up.

But when he saw a teenager reading quietly beside him, he suddenly felt like he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Your Highness! You're going to judge, who's right? ”

And the young man who is called His Royal Highness is Zhu Cilian, the 'orphan of the Zhu family', who is regarded by Wu Sangui as a living signboard.

Of course, his real name is definitely not called this, but from now on, he can only live under the name 'Zhu Cilian'.

Zhu Cilian listened to the words of the pimple boy, raised his head slightly, and said with a quiet smile.

"I think what Shisun said is right, although Sage Kong is a saint, he can only understand one side, and the principal, as a true immortal, will definitely be able to see farther and ......deeper."

Hearing that Zhu Cilian also stood on the side of Wu Shifan's little ghost, the pimple boy's expression instantly fell.

"But...... But ......"

And just when he was 'but' for a long time and didn't say anything, the young men suddenly heard a light cough.

"Yikes! The principal is here......"

In the exclamations of the teenagers, Ding Ye walked directly to the front of the stage.

"Stand up!"

As Wu Shifan broke off, the teenagers suddenly stood up like javelins.

"Hello Headmaster!"

Ding Ye looked at these teenagers who were now decent, and finally smiled with satisfaction.

"Students have worked hard!"

The young people touched their chests with their hands and responded violently, "For the rise of China, throwing their heads and spilling blood, my generation is fortunate!" ”

"Good!"

Ding Ye pressed his hands weakly, "Sit down." ”

Seeing these young people sitting respectfully in front of him, Ding Ye couldn't help but feel a little complacent about his whims that day.

If you want to change a nation, you must start with a teenager.

Just like Mr. Liang Qichao's "Young Strong"......

"What were you talking about? So much discussion? ”

Ding Ye asked with interest.

As soon as Ding Ye's words fell, before Wu Shifan, who had always been extremely out-of-tant, could speak, the pimple boy who was already emotionally angry had already stood up impatiently and saluted.

"Headmaster! At that time, classmate Wu said that you told him that the earth under our feet is round, but ......"

When Ding Ye heard this, he finally understood the ins and outs of this matter, and couldn't help but smile gently, "But Sage Kong said that the sky is round and the earth is round, right?" ”

After speaking, looking at the eager gaze of the pimpled teenager, Ding Ye said helplessly, "But what I want to say is...... Your Sage Kong is wrong......"

Wow –

Ding Ye's affirmative words immediately caused an uproar among the teenagers.

Ding Ye couldn't help but feel a little gloomy when he looked at the expressions of these teenagers.

Since the Southern Song Dynasty or the Western Han Dynasty, Confucianism, which has always advocated inclusiveness, has gradually evolved into a great religion, called Confucianism.

As a sect, it is necessary to have strict canons, but although these canons of Confucianism are implicit, they still stifle the progressive nature of this school.

Later, in order to fit his rule, Zhu Yuanzhang used eight shares to take soldiers, so that he later cultivated a group of keyboard warriors who didn't understand things and would command indiscriminately.

What's even worse is that these keyboard warriors not only have more than enough success and more than failure, but also have always only known that they have a home, but they don't know that they have a country......

In the current Manchu Dynasty, I saw a good way to imprison and enslave the thoughts of the Han people.

How can you not give birth to a 'Hey,! This method hangs! Just use him! 'The idea to come?

Of course, later the Manchus were also played to death by this method, so let's not talk about it for now......

……

"Fortunately, it's not too late to make amends......

Ding Ye sighed lightly and placed a large iron ball he had just brought in in front of those teenagers.

"Look at this ......"

Looking at the heavy iron ball, many teenagers suddenly cast curious glances.

But forced by the majesty that Ding Ye has established during this period of time, he does not dare to be presumptuous.

Seeing this, Ding Ye beckoned, "But come closer." ”

After saying this, the teenagers came over in unison.

"Headmaster, is this ...... Is it the ground beneath our feet? ”

Zhu Cilian, who has always been quiet, rarely took the initiative to speak.

Ding Ye looked at the young man in front of him who was destined to have a bumpy fate, and said with a gentle smile, "You are very smart, and you guessed ...... right."

"Ahh

The other teenagers exclaimed, "No! ”

And Wu Shifan, who had already been opened by Ding Ye, suddenly muttered disdainfully, "A bunch of uninformed buns......"

Hearing the words from the mouth of Wu Shifan, Ding Ye couldn't help but laugh a little dumbly, he didn't expect that this kid had been with him for a few months, although he didn't learn anything else, but this dirty word seemed to be learning more......

At this time, the pimple boy from before asked again.

"Headmaster, why are there so many crooked lines on this ball? And this small place marked with cinnabar, where is it? ”

Seeing that the kid was finally no longer entangled in the earth, whether it was round or square, Ding Ye couldn't help but caress it with satisfaction, his little head that had grown a half-length hair without pulling hair.

As early as when he recruited them before, Ding Ye asked them to shave off the disgusting money rat tail and start to grow their hair again, and now it seems that they have achieved some results.

"That's our Huaxia ......"

Ding Ye said step by step, "Isn't it very small?" ”