"Elder Zhang, are you going back to Nanlin to visit relatives this time?" Lu Gong saw that the old man didn't want to sleep, and he also started his routine.

The old man shook his head. "Sixty-four years away, where are the relatives left? It's just that when I'm older, it's inevitable to be a little sentimental. Thinking about one thing in my heart, it's like having an itch on my body, and if I don't scratch it, I can't sleep all the time! ”

When he said the word "asleep", Lu Gong could clearly perceive the light in the old man's eyes, and it dimmed instantly.

"Presumably Elder Zhang is also from a famous family, right?" Lu Gong asked. In addition to Kyoto, Nanlin is one of the three major cities of the Hua Dynasty, and its status is above the state capital.

"No, no! The old man is just from a small place called Dunyi in the southern suburbs. Fifty years ago, I donated a seowon called 'Mingzhi' there in my own name, but I never had the opportunity to visit it because of my busy schedule. This time, the main thing is to check it out. Zhang Yizhi smiled self-deprecatingly and explained: "After all, most of my monthly income is used to support it. After eating so much money from the old man, he has to go and see if he has grown up. ”

Obviously, the old man regarded the academy as his own child.

Fifty years is like a day, which can be described as a lifetime of painstaking efforts.

Lu Gong couldn't help but feel admiration when he heard this. In this kind of era, it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to want to study, especially in small places.

Sometimes it doesn't take ten years to produce a scholar. The significance of a academy to a place is never as simple as a few scholars.

It was given to the children at the bottom, a way to break the hierarchy. Although the road is equally difficult, at least there is one.

"Hearing what Zhang Lao said, I have some expectations!" Lu Gong said sincerely.

"Lately, I've been dreaming about it every night. In the dream, it was really the sound of books, and the face was full of sunrise. Speaking of the academy, the old man was irrepressibly impulsive, and his old face was slightly red, "With the money I save every year, it will definitely not be a problem for a hundred children from poor families to finish studying." ”

The pride on his face almost overflowed.

It is hard to imagine that the prime minister, the position of the third prince, can be so proud of a small academy with hundreds of people.

This is simply incomparable to his identity.

"Alright, I'm going to meet the children in my dreams. Tomorrow at noon, let's set off again. The old man glanced out of the sky, and found that it was almost dawn, so he lay down with a smile.

Lu Gong also hurriedly seized the time to rest, and Zhao Zhen was summoned by him and guarded in the room.

But the morning passed peacefully. The next few days went very smoothly.

Halfway through the journey, the old man seemed to have regained his pride when he came, and sang loudly from time to time.

It was night, inside the post station, Lu Gong and Zhang Yizhi were ready to fall asleep again.

Outside the station, a dog bark suddenly broke the silence, and then the dog barked and became manic.

"What's going on?" The old man hurried, put on his shirt again, and ran to the window.

Lu Gong also followed him, and when he looked at it, he found that the light of the torches in the distance was beating, and the sound of noisy footsteps came from afar.

"Mountain bandits, mountain bandits!" Inside the post station, someone suddenly shouted, and then in a panic, more than a dozen soldiers rushed out and quickly locked the gate of the post station.

Lu Gong was on the second floor and could see this scene clearly.

In the distance, the mountain bandit team revealed their true faces. It was a team of more than twenty people, with three tall horses in front and a group of men behind them.

They were extremely fast, and in a moment they had already rushed to the front of the station.

"Open the door, or you'll be killed!" The mountain bandits led by five short figures, with their chests exposed, holding a machete in their hands, were shouting at the post station.

In the post station, more than a dozen soldiers held spears in their hands, and they looked a little flustered in the face of this sudden mountain bandit.

Yi Cheng is a middle-aged literati in his forties, and Lu Gong has seen it from a distance when he moved in, and he is not too impressed.

Generally, the soldiers of the post station are all prisoners who are filled with troops, and at this time, more than a dozen people are messily gathered together, and they are in a hurry.

At the window, Zhang Yizhi's face, who also saw this scene, changed slightly, and he exclaimed: "This mountain bandit is so rampant, he actually hit the idea to the post station?" ”

Under normal circumstances, this kind of post station located on the official road is the safest. It is also the best choice for many officials to change their carriages and horses on the road, rest and reorganize.

Because of the guarded by soldiers, ordinary mountain bandits did not dare to approach at all.

Below, the leader of the mountain bandits shouted for a while, and found that there was no movement inside, so he suddenly raised his hand.

In an instant, dozens of fires ignited.

"Put!" With his command, the flaming arrows burst through the air.

The post station had already stockpiled some grain and grass, and the guest rooms were built of wooden planks, which immediately burned in case of fire.

Soon, the entire post station was shrouded in firelight.

Zhang Yizhi was shocked, carried his own salute, and hurriedly moved things below.

At this time, in the post station, in addition to the soldiers stationed, there were only two groups of people staying, except for Zhang Yizhi, the rest should be a caravan.

In the Hua Dynasty, as long as you pay enough money, even ordinary people can rest here. It's not much different from a normal inn.

Lu Gong hesitated slightly, the gate of the post station had been rushed open, and more than a dozen soldiers were fighting with the mountain bandits.

Zhang Yizhi just ran down with his heart. Yi Cheng rushed to meet him and shouted anxiously: "The mountain bandits have rushed in, you guys quickly pack up your things and come with me." ”

Zhang Yizhi hurriedly loaded the things into the carriage, and the caravan next to him was also in a panic and got on their horses.

"Rush out with me!" Yi Cheng turned on his horse, and with a loud shout, he rushed out first.

Lu Gong followed the carriage and never left Zhang Yizhi.

The old man shook his whip, quickly followed Yicheng, and rushed towards the gate.

In the sound of the fighting, several soldiers had already fallen in pools of blood, and the mountain bandits rushed in and burned and looted, and soon the entire post station was in ruins.

"There's a caravan, stop them!" The mountain bandits led by rushed in from the door, and just saw this scene and roared.

I saw that he bent his bow and arrows, and aimed it at the post man who was riding his horse and whipping, which was an arrow.

Lu Gong's heart moved slightly, and a Xuantie sword flicked the arrow away.

Yi Cheng screamed in surprise and lowered his body, but found that he was not injured, and immediately sped up and rushed out.

However, before he could rush past the leader, the long knife fell, and in the midst of the horse's screams, Yicheng had already fallen off the horse and rolled into the distance.

He got up covered in injuries and shouted, "Don't stop, run!" ”

Zhang Yizhi had never seen such a battle, his old face was extremely pale, and he kept whipping the horses.

Lu Gong was behind him, keeping an eye on the situation around him.

At this moment, the leader of the mountain bandits jumped up from his horse, landed directly on the carriage, and stretched out his foot to kick Zhang Yizhi down.