In the early morning of the next day, Ou Xing set off from Ou's Dock to continue his interrupted inspection tour of the Yunmeng Composting Factory.

Wei Yan took 3 Yiyang young heroes and followed the guards on the side. The other 4 young heroes who fell and broke their bones stayed at the district to recuperate.

Ou Xing hired Wei Yan and others to provide security services, and let them use their service work to offset medical expenses and the cost of buying horses.

In yesterday's encounter, Wei Yan and his five horses were shot dead by Ou Xing and others. Young young man, no horse can be chic.

Ou Xing immediately transferred 5 horses from the Ou family's horse team to Wei Yan, and stated:

"Wei Lang, during this recuperation, I would like to ask you to protect me. These five horses are to be used as a reward for the work of the guards. ”

Jingnan horses are expensive, and the average price of riding horses is more than 20,000 yuan.

Wei Yan's family background is acceptable, and it is not a big problem to buy himself a horse. But as the boss of the chivalrous group, he can't patronize himself. If you want to match the horses of the little brothers, and take out the money to buy five horses at once, the pressure on Wei Yan is also not small.

Ou Xing's generosity relieved Wei Yan's siege.

Wei Yan knew in his heart that these five horses were actually given away for free - Ou Jun's so-called statement of paying for wages with work was just worried about his own face, worried that he would not accept it if he had no merit.

The young man's mind is still relatively simple-Ou Xing's plan is to make him think so.

"Wei Lang, did you go to school?"

"Hui Oujun, went to primary school for 6 years, and read "The Book of Filial Piety", "Analects", and "Chapters".

"It's good to have been to school."

Walking to the intersection of yesterday's encounter, Ou Xing nodded, took out a book and handed it over.

This is the Art of War. The original book has 13 articles and more than 6,000 words. I annotated more than 100,000 words in the book and used them as teaching materials for Au Primary School. ”

"Wei Lang, I lend this book to you and you young heroes. But you have to study hard, and if you don't understand, just ask. ”

"Thank you, Ou Jun!"

Wei Yan pulled his horse closer, and took it excitedly with trembling hands. For a young leader like him who has a pursuit, the attraction of the art of war, which is "ten thousand enemies", is far greater than that of the Four Books and Five Classics.

"Wei Lang, if you set up an ambush next time, you must apply what you have learned, and you must not be as reckless as yesterday." Ou Xing joked with a smile.

"Hahahaha~" Everyone laughed.

"Ou Jun, Ou's Primary School, actually taught "The Art of War"?"

"Yes, yes. Ou Jiachong is different from other places, 8~14-year-old younglings are completely out of work and concentrate on school. Therefore, Au primary schools will teach more than other primary schools. ”

"These two," Ou Xing pointed to Ou Kang and Ou Le as he spoke, "they are both my students." For the first two years, I was mainly teaching in primary school. In the past two years, more and more masters have been hired, and I have only occasionally gone to take a class or two. ”

……

In July of the fourth year of Zhongping, Wei Yan lived a very full and happy life.

When Ou Xing was working in the county government, he and several young heroes followed Ou Kang and Ou Le to learn "Sun Tzu's Art of War" in Zuixianju.

When Ou Xing led a team to the countryside on a business trip, he accompanied the guards.

Every time he walked to the intersection and hills, Ou Xing would discuss with him how to ambush if he was an assassin, and how to guard against it if he was an assassin.

Ou Xing also bought a hot search for Wei Yan.

Out of misunderstanding, Shui Cao Zuo Luo Ji paid a lot of money at his own expense and asked the young hero Wei Yan to assassinate Ou Xing to eliminate harm for the people of the county.

After hearing that Ou Xingke killed his parents, in the fish and meat village, lewd women, bullying the old and weak, and doing all kinds of evil, Wei Daxia's blood surged, and he was angry. Chivalrous and courageous, he empathizes with the suffering people of Luo County.

Wei Yan immediately said that as a hero, since the road was uneven, he drew his sword to help - this order is free, why make Qian Ye?!

So, Wei Daxia didn't take a penny, and immediately summoned all the chivalrous soldiers to set off, wanting to assassinate the area.

When Wei Daxia saw Ou Xing, Ou Xingzheng was working with Tian Cao's sages to teach agricultural knowledge to the villagers and farmers. Wei Daxia had also personally cultivated it, and when he heard it, he felt that it made sense.

Subsequently, Ou Xingzheng and Tian Cao's virtuous people helped the lonely and widowed elderly to do farm work, treat the sick, and teach the younglings.

What kind of wickedness is this? Clearly a sage?!

Wei Yanxin said: "It's not okay to be entrusted by others, it's disloyal; The sage who knows people is also stabbed, unjust. Today, loyalty and righteousness are in a dilemma, what can I do about it? ”

After a long silence, he sighed, drew his sword across his neck, and was about to kill himself.

When it was Shi Ye, the star eye of the first divine shooting area in Jingnan not far away was fast, and he shot down the ring knife in Wei Yan's hand with one arrow.

After asking the reason, Ou Xing persuaded him: "A little misunderstanding, why is this." Nowadays, thieves are everywhere, the world is rotten, and it is the time for heroes to work hard. For the country and the people, young heroes should cherish their useful bodies. ”

The young man was full of spirit and sympathy, and his two hands were tightly clasped together.

In order to protect Xianneng from being harmed by some people's "accidents", Wei Yan took the young heroes to keep Ou Xing around and volunteered to protect his safety.

During the Three Kingdoms period at the end of the Han Dynasty, the social atmosphere was extremely important to the name and festival, and chivalrous deeds were often popular with the world.

In the past, the hydrograph written by Ou Xing for himself and Ou Jiachong did not make too many waves. But this time, this little story is really out of the circle, and it has been widely disseminated twice and three times in Luo County and its surrounding areas.

Everywhere Tian Cao's team went, the people who ate melons welcomed them. Among them, Ou Xing and Wei Yan are even more courteous. The world values the name of Shangjie, and the light chivalry is especially evil, and Wei Yan is a little fluttering.

In mid-July, the two birthday banquets of Ou Kang and Ou Le, Wei Yan, who had not yet been crowned, attended as a special guest. This kind of respect is very useful for Wei Yan.

It's better to see than to hear, Ou Jun and Ou Jia, it's still quite good. Wei Yan thought.

……

"Jingnan, a remote corner, a miasma land. Won't we people in the Northwest be unaccustomed to the soil and water? ”

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing. What is going on in Jingnan, we still have to go to see it. According to Ming Gong's opinion, Jingnan may be called the land of fish and rice. ”

Dong Hu remembered Dong Yi's advice, and said to his worried housewife, Dong Li.

In late July, after more than 50 days and more than 3,600 miles, the family team led by Dong Hu rushed back to their long-lost hometown - Lintao County, Longxi County, Liangzhou Thorn History Department of the Han Empire.

After resting for a few days, he rushed from Lintao to Luo County to reunite with Dong Yi and Dong Ping.

"The level of the lake in August is too clear; Steaming clouds Mengze, shaking Luozi City. ”

"In addition to the sea, life will go to Dongting waves; Ride the waves and sink into the west, swallow the sky to connect the Shuhe River. ”

"Uncle Mu Gong," Dong Yi raised the scroll in his hand and asked curiously, "Dongting Lake, is it really as majestic as in the poem?" ”

"Yes, yes." Dong Hu nodded, "Maybe it's too much, but it's all worse." After the girl arrived in Luo County, she knew it at a glance. ”

"Well, there's no such thing in the Northwest. When the time comes, I'll have to take a good look. Uncle Mu Gong, which Jingzhou sage wrote these poems? It's really well written. ”

"It's not a great sage of Jingzhou. These poems are all written by a barbarian young man. ”

"Impossible?" Dong Yi tilted his head in disbelief, "Uncle Mu Gong teased me again." If you are a barbarian, how can you compose poetry? ”

"The so-called heroes see the same thing. Jingnan people also think like a girl. Therefore, the talent of this barbarian is not significant. ”

"Is it really the work of a barbarian? Then where we are heroes, we are just blind bears. Dong Yi muttered, picked up the scroll and read it again.

Dong Li looked at Dong Hu, and Dong Hu nodded vigorously.

"(Guanghe) in the first month of the spring of the fourth year, the first set of the stable, received the county transfer horses. Hao right Gu Wei, one horse to two million" - "Later Han Shu Ling Emperor Ji"