In a few months, a small college built around the ancestral hall of Mazhuang was quietly built.

Around the academy, there are also many wooden sheds, which are full of all kinds of agricultural tools.

If there are outsiders and officials entering the village on weekdays, this place can be hastily arranged into granaries and warehouses, and a group of students can enter the villagers' homes to hide.

Batches of students and instructors are also in place.

The literacy and hyphenation of liberal arts are taught by Master Jin, the ideological education has Lu Haodong, the martial arts of martial arts have Li Yuankui and Guo Lao, and even the military courses have been preliminarily arranged.

"The warriors of the Three Kingdoms are brave, Zhao Zilong is the first to be recommended, and he is a hero in front of Changhan Slope; Thousands of generals were retired, and millions of soldiers were killed......"

On the sand-paved playground, hundreds of young men stood in blue-gray uniforms and sang in unison, their clothes rustling in the cold north wind just after the New Year.

Due to the constraints of hard conditions, the clothes on their bodies can only be made to resemble military uniforms. Pedal leather boots, different heights and shortness, make these men who were still in the market a few days ago look not a little powerful, but look a little honest, like a group of copycats.

However, clothing is one of the main conditions related to the neatness of the army, and the appearance of the army is excellent, and the clothing is of decisive significance.

It's like a school uniform, no matter how ugly it is, you will get used to it after wearing it for a long time.

And the tune they sang was also the Beiyang military song that Meng Kecopied in later generations.

He even copied all the military postures and gestures he learned during military training in college.

Whether it is useful or not, there is no way to test it for the time being, anyway, this group of students cannot be idle.

Looking at the hot-blooded men in the audience whose faces were full of fighting spirit and full of energy, Meng Ke's heart was full of relief.

He waved his hand at the instructor, and in the distance, four men dressed in dark green immediately trotted over.

They were all selected from the group of Qing court captives, and they all had their own skills.

Either they are good at muskets, or they can line up military formations, or they are high enough to command skirmishes.

There is no one who is willing to surrender, they know that they will not be let go, and if they don't help train the troops, they can only keep plowing the land for the peasants and selling coolies.

As soon as Meng Ke was called, they agreed to serve as assistant teachers of martial arts, and before the instructor of the military class was found, they would teach the students how to arrange the Qing soldiers and march to fight.

"Report to the principal, the students should be one hundred and fifty-three, but there are one hundred and fifty-three! Please instruct the principal! ”

The four of them also stood in a crappy military posture and saluted Meng Ke.

Meng Ke waved his hand and said with a smile: "The students train very hard, I decided to ......"

Snacks today?

“…… Practice for half an hour today! ”

"Shhhh

The northwest wind said that it was a good year, and listened to the boos.

"Ahem, silence!" Meng Ke shouted.

The audience fell silent.

Meng Ke looked around at everyone and said with a smile: "I bought a few pigs from the village, and there is Dongpo meat in the canteen at noon, first come, first served!" ”

Good guys, this situation, there is meat to eat?

If it weren't for the instructor's desperate eyes, coupled with the military discipline constraints they learned on weekdays, I'm afraid this group of men would have been cheering.

After speaking, Meng Ke turned around and left, no longer staying.

At noon that day, after the end of teaching, the four instructors received Meng Ke's words.

The principal pointed out that the trainees did not have the psychological quality of 'Mount Tai collapsed in front of them without changing their faces', and they were not good at military appearance and military discipline, and asked the instructors to be more strict.

Meng Xinyan Ke said: Hmph, dare to boo me? I don't even have the strength to boo you!

Another few months of calm and calm, time seems to press the fast-forward button, slowly passing in people's lives.

In addition to handling the affairs in the hall, Meng Ke also took time to learn traditional Chinese characters and English with Lu Haodong, and audited the ideological education class.

He thought that this year might be so dull and boring, but he didn't expect a letter from the south to break this situation.

"Whose letter? Is there any progress in the elder brother? ”

Meng Ke was drinking the chicken soup that his father had made for him, while calculating the income and expenditure of this month's hall, but Master Jin, who was supposed to teach in Mazhuang, hurried to Zhengding with a letter in his hand.

Master Jin shook his head, handed the letter to Meng Ke, and said, "I don't know this person, but after Instructor Li (Li Yuankui) of the Martial Arts Department read it, let me send it to you quickly." ”

Hurriedly?

Meng Ke frowned, Master Jin knows but Master Jin doesn't, who could it be?

He took the letter, looked at the name on the envelope, and was stunned.

Li Fu?

How could Steward Li's letter get to me? Didn't Uncle Zhou go to Shaoxing when he went south to Guangzhou? Steward Li doesn't know?

Could it be that something happened in Guangzhou?

Meng Ke was startled and hurriedly opened the letter.

After reading the letter, his expression became more and more speechless, and when he saw the last paragraph, he couldn't help but slap the letter on the table.

Brother Xun, Brother Xun, worthy of Master Lu!

"You're really going to find trouble for me!"

It turned out that after Master Zhou brought the declaration to Brother Xun, Meng Ke successively sent several untranslated progressive books to Shaoxing. After reading these books and seeing the backwardness of the Qing court, this guy was so angry and indignant at the world that he even wrote articles and sent them to major newspapers and periodicals without telling his family.

"Declaration", "Universal Gazette", "Chinese and Foreign Chronicles", ......

Whatever is famous, he has sent it.

Book, Meng Ke gave. The money was also given by Meng Ke when the old lady of the Zhou family had an accident.

What about this trouble......

Meng Ke was directly stunned after reading it, this guy really dares to do anything!

During the Republic of China, you can criticize the society, after all, the consuls at that time still had to show their face, and they didn't dare to blatantly persecute you.

This is the Qing court in power, the text prison is just not used often, not abolished!

Fortunately, caution is synonymous with Brother Xun.

He put on the first vest in his life - Jian Jiansheng.

Fighting, striking also.

"Jian Jian Sheng", that is, a fencing person, expresses a passion for fighting.

What does it have to do with me Lu Xun when you catch Jian Jiansheng? What does it have to do with me Zhou Xun?

It has nothing to do with me Zhou Zhangshou!

No one knew about this matter, but in the end, the "Universal Gazette" sponsored by foreigners actually published and reported it.

Brother Xun was happy and didn't forget to share it with his family.

Well, he was happy, and the family was ......

Steward Li wrote two letters, one to the north and one to the south.

Counting the time, at this time, I am afraid that Master Zhou has already brandished a bamboo whip and embarked on the way home.

"Master Jin, you say...... How about sending a fifteen-year-old boy to study abroad alone? ”

Meng Ke raised his eyes to look at Master Jin on the side.

Although it can help this young man tend to become self-reliant, it is also full of dangers, and you need to know that foreigners have always ...... Look down on us Xia people. ”