Chapter 16: Coincidence?
Talking about this topic, Gilbert's eyes became serious.
"You can't imagine how the people of the Northlands, especially the nobles above the earl, understand the military class, and how they arrange it. β
Speaking of this, Tails's expression also became solemn:
"The military class was divided into two parts by them. β
"Outdoors and indoors. β
Tails' gaze froze in the void:
"The military outdoor classes of the nobles include personal martial arts and military command. β
"It's a huge percentage, almost every day. β
Tails snapped his fingers:
"Beating, riding, charging, archery, hunting, patrolling the barracks, maneuvering in battle formations...... Of course, in the last few parts, the Prince of Stars generally has no share. β
Gilbert narrowed his eyes:
"Beaten?"
Tails sighed and kicked the dead face out of his head:
"Don't worry about these details. β
The Duke came back to his senses:
"As for the nobles' military indoor class, I was also taken aback when I first saw it......"
Tails looked at the Foreign Secretary and said solemnly:
"It's grammar, arithmetic, geometry, astronomy, ......"
Gilbert's pen stopped.
"Yes, you heard it right," Tails frowned:
"How to read and write, arithmetic, know the weather, calculate distance...... All of this was condensed by the Exeters and placed in the 'Military Room Class'. β
Gilbert was silent for a moment, then began to write:
"I've heard that the Northlanders learn to read and write in war class, but even the Arrond in the Stars ......"
"This is the first time I've heard such a close eyewitness account...... Interesting. β
Tails tugged at the corners of his mouth and shook his shoulders.
"As for why, according to a dead man, if you don't know how to read and write military orders, you can't count the right number of people, you don't know the terrain and landforms, you don't know the climate and astronomy," Tails sarcastically hooked two fingers:
"'That's a fight.'" β
Tails leaned back in dismay.
Who could have imagined that the clumsy-looking Nicolas would be able to tell how long it was until dawn and when it was time to strike just by looking up at the stars, that he could calculate the slope of the land in front of him and the preparations required for a cavalry charge with a cursory glance, and that he could figure out the effect of the current wind direction on the shooting of a crossbow as soon as the flagpole was erected?
("Everyone in the team knew that it was all the iceberg that forced him to memorize it by rote, but he didn't know the truth at all," this is a veteran of the White Guards in Valhalla who talks about the past with the newcomers: "So when you scout in the field, you just ask the leader 'which side is the East', don't be specific about 'which is the Supreme Star' or 'why does the Supreme Star point to the East' - Isaiah once asked very shamelessly, and that day, they had a fight in front of Prince Surir......")
("What, you ask what happened?"? Later, Iceberg came up with a good idea to mediate their conflict: shake hands with each other 50,000 times.) βοΌ
("That day, the entire white-knuckle guard didn't do anything, just stood in front of the palace gate, watching the two of them shake hands and shake hands again with expressionless faces, from morning to night, taking turns counting, almost throwing up...... His Majesty found out, so he simply moved the table out and watched the two of them shake hands while eating......")
("Thankfully, they got along much more amiably after that, at most pointing at their noses and saying harsh things to each other, but never fought again......")
("Look, this is the brotherhood under the sword oath, oh mom, I was moved to death......")
("Well, time flies, and the touching story is over, let's get down to business: which rabbit cubs are the ones who dare to fight on the post today?")
Nicolas was only halfway through his home - he wasn't even from an aristocratic background.
"As for geometry and astronomy, although most of the time they go back and forth in ancient books, mixed with a lot of old examples and ancient legends, combined with the natural geography around the Northlands, you know, 'the Northland is few people, the weather is cold, the desert is hot and the plants are sparse, the stars are full of bad people, and the sea is full of big monsters'......"
Tails' voice was heavy.
"But when it comes to practical, empirical battlefield applications, these seemingly superficial knowledge will become extremely detailed and practical. β
Tails' face was solemn:
"Reading and writing are about being efficient and direct, and arithmetic is about being quick and easy. β
"As for geometric astronomy, such as charging distance calculation, slope and firing boundary measurement, team statistics, battle loss ratio estimation, movie orientation, stargazing and pathing, weather forecasting, geomorphological observation, ......"
When the Duke said this, he glanced at Gilbert with mixed feelings.
"And there are even foreign languages and music in military classes. β
Gilbert looked up:
"Foreign language?music?"
Tails nodded:
"Do you know what 'child' says in orc language?"
"The Northlanders know that 'Sorino' and 'Sorina' are the orc languages of desert and glacier, respectively. β
"Because it's useful when dealing with 'mongrels'. β
Gilbert was another Rin again.
"As for music, you know, there are many kinds of Northland war drums and bone flutes," Tails said silently.
"There are rough and desolate and passionate surges, from charging to the death to retreating and collecting troops, from victory celebrations to funeral farewells, and so on. β
"That's what Northland music is all about. β
The living room was quiet for a while.
"The Northland is known to the world for its military adversity," Gilbert sighed this time:
But it seems that they often win on the battlefield and are invincible, not for no reason, but with historical traditions. β
"Anything else, at least one well-educated Exeter nobleman is bound to be a qualified battlefield commander - both mentally and competently. β
"They are not illiterate, and they are not stupid. β
Gilbert sighed with emotion, with the greatest fear in his eyes:
"It's our destined ......"
"Terrible opponents. β
The topic is a bit heavy.
Tails could only nod with mixed feelings.
"So, the historical traditions of the Northland, the ceremonial jurisprudence of the Northland, and the ruling knowledge of the Northland aristocracy," Gilbert got rid of with emotion:
"And their most special military lessons, which you learned in the Northlands?"
"I can't say I learned, I just know," Tails smiled reluctantly:
"After all, they didn't really teach me like a prince β at least not before the old raven. β
Gilbert bowed slightly, and looked at Tails with a look of pity.
The Foreign Secretary flipped through the pages and pulled out a piece of paper full of writing.
"Generally speaking, Xingchen's aristocratic education inherited the imperial tradition, extending from the 'Seven Arts of Empire' and becoming self-contained, very different from the Northland. β
Gilbert glanced at Tails:
"But I will consider your Northland education experience, Your Highness, a little fine-tuning, a slight fine-tuning. β
The Duke could only smile.
Gilbert also smiled and explained:
"Generally, the knowledge required for a qualified star nobleman is divided into three categories. β
Three categories.
Tails nodded in his heart: yes, it's okay.
Not much.
"First, it's the basic class. β
"There are four ...... under it: grammar, history, etiquette, ancient languages, and foreign languages."
Tails frowned slightly.
There are four in the first category?
That's a lot.
But.
Grammar, History, Etiquette......
"It's pretty similar to the Northland...... Tails muttered.
Until Gilbert's next sentence with a smile:
"And grammar as the first subject, the next ......"
"Divide again...... Three subjects. β
Tails froze.
What the?
Gilbert continued with the same smile on his face:
"Grammar, logic, rhetoric. β
Tails hurriedly stopped him.
"Wait, that's familiar. β
The prince didn't complain about the total number of subjects in "three times four times three", but triggered another memory:
"Although it is only a few months ......"
Tails scratched his chin and pondered:
"But, in light of the conditions of the Northlands, the old crow has rewritten us, I mean, my curriculum. β
Gilbert motioned for him to continue.
"Grammar, which is the most despised subject of the Northlanders," said Tails tentatively:
But the old crow did the opposite, and he took it out of the military room, and emphasized that grammar should be learned three things. β
Gilbert smiled.
"Let me guess what he means β grammar, logic, rhetoric?"
Tails nodded.
"Yes, but not so fineβthe Northlanders don't like itβand normally the old crow will give us a poem or a short essay or something, and let us study its grammar, make clear what the author thinks, summarize its logical structure, and then let us process it rhetorically ourselves, and rewrite it. β
Gilbert seemed to remember something, and said with nostalgia:
"The Dragon Kiss Academy has a long history, and the Dragon Kiss Land has been less affected by war, and for centuries, it has been a place where the West Continent gathers people. β
"Their culture is deeply influenced by the Empire, and they have a great deal of reservation for the civilization of the Empire β in a way more than ours. β
He nodded approvingly and gratifyingly:
"Thank you, Mr. Sixer, for saving us a lot of trouble. β
But it was Tails' turn to frown:
"So, the so-called imperial tradition, placed here in Xingchen, a grammar class has to be studied so carefully?"
There are three categories, the first category has four subjects, and the first category has three subjects......
So, three times four times and then three......
No way.
His face darkened as he remembered something.
Gilbert laughed:
"You may not have noticed, Your Highness, but six years ago I taught you here the components of a grammar lesson: whether it is the grammatical understanding of ancient imperial and poetic forms, or the logic and rhetoric of sonnets. β
Tails was stunned.
"But since you say so, I'll make changes at my discretion in grammar classβand Mr. Sixer handled it appropriately. β
Gilbert lifted his glasses again, lowered his head and marked the first row of the paper schedule:
"Let's ...... grammar lesson. Let's take six mornings a week. β
Tails' face changed.
Wait a minute.
Six days?
The prince grimaced:
"Since time is pressing, can't we put it in history and etiquette class? You know, grammar doesn't ...... in a while."
But Gilbert was very persistent.
"Grammar lessons are more important than you think, Your Highness. β
The Foreign Secretary is still trying to scratch the course on paper:
"It's not hard to listen and speak. β
"But the hard thing is that not everyone can think, understand, and express outside of what they have heard. β
Gilbert raised his eyes:
"What's worse is that everybody thinks they will. β
The cunning fox narrowed his eyes:
"That's why Mr. Hipper has a saying: 'Most of the conflicts in this world are due to the failure of some people in grammar classes.' β
"That's why, in addition to listening and speaking, we also need to read and write β it's not just literacy. β
Tails was dumbfounded.
All right.
Gilbert lowered his head and sorted out his schedule:
"You are born noble, Your Highness, but if you do not understand the words uttered by others, nor can you even see the logic behind them, nor do you know the rhetoric that makes sense," Gilbert snorted softly:
"Then it would be extremely irresponsible for me to let you know history, learn etiquette, and push you to the whole world. β
Gilbert seems to be getting more and more vigorous:
"If you don't know grammar, you don't understand logic, you don't know rhetoricβor worse, you know all three, but you don't know how to apply them, and you don't benefit from themβthen the choices you can make with your wisdom are limited in the face of history and etiquette, and in the face of different people, things, and things: either impulsive obedience or ignorant opposition, clumsy imitation or self-righteous disdain. β
And they all fall into one category: misunderstanding. β
"Turning you into an arrogant idiot. β
Tails raised an eyebrow.
I'm just asking a question......
How does it feel...... Taught a lesson?
And......
Tails couldn't help but think:
At this time, Gilbert is really like ...... The old crow himself.
Gilbert's words continue:
"On the contrary, if you are proficient in grammar, then no matter the history and etiquette, the people are sophisticated, you will learn twice the result with half the effort, and you will be able to understand it thoroughly. β
"Instead of living in this world, living in their own world, like most people, just by intuition and luck. β
Gilbert's words changed, and his face warmed:
"Remember, Your Highness, this is not for the moment, but for the long. β
Tails was so big at the end of the talk that he couldn't help but lean back.
Okay, yes, you're right.
All right.
"So the grammar class is so decided, then in the basic class, there are only history, etiquette, ancient languages and foreign languages......"
Gilbert paused and put down his glasses:
"I'm sure that Mr. Hisser, Old U-Kidser, has adjusted accordingly?"
History, etiquette, ancient and foreign languages......
Tails sighed:
"Yes, his first class was history. β
"But his history is not just a traditional fable of the Northlanders, it only tells you what happened, what you need to remember, what lessons you need to learn, who is right and who is wrong, who has the greatest merit in it, and so on......"
As he spoke, Tails was gradually reminded of his nostalgia:
On the contrary, every piece of history that the old crow explains leads to a theme, and then he stops there, and then he comes back and forces you to think. β
The more he spoke, the more fascinated he became:
"The causes of law, the basis of faith, the limits of domination, the meaning of victory and defeat...... All the things you can't see, let alone think of, when you only look at the flowing narrative, only read the hymns of heroes, and only turn over the established conclusions. β
Maybe it was out of respect for the teacher, or maybe it was because he had just said too much dry mouth, but this time Gilbert didn't say anything more.
"Very well, then the history class is three times a week, three nights, we just need to adjust the focus of history, we might as well start with the two hundred and eight emperors of the empire and the thirty-nine kings of the stars......
Gilbert happily ticked the three boxes of the schedule.
Wait a minute.
How much?
Tails' face darkened.
Yes, he had read a lot about the emperors, but ......
Two hundred and eight?
Looking at Gilbert's smiling expression, Tails exhaled weakly.
"The etiquette class is given by the Lady Jinx, and the Count of Lisbane also appears when he is free, and it is said that some respectable old nobles and noblewomen are often invited to ......"
Tails listlessly authentic:
"Originally, I often skipped these classes, so I ran out to read books and study by myself......"
At the same time, avoid the eyes and ears and test the loopholes of Valhalla.
Fight the Meteorite.
"But when the old crow came, he told us that although it was boring, the etiquette class was more than etiquette, at least not just teaching you how to meet and salute, nodding and bowing," Tails perked up:
"There are ethics, morals, aristocratic rules and religious traditions. β
"It's the true 'Way of the Northland'. β
"In this way, even the etiquette class of the Northlanders is not boring, because it reflects what the Northlanders value: they tell you that as a Northland lord, when to kill, when to forgive, when to fight, when to make peace. β
"Therefore, in his eyes, etiquette is not only etiquette, but a convention and self-evident thing, the old and new jurisprudence of Exter, the rules and order of the nobility, the responsibilities and obligations of the feudal lord, the rights and freedoms of the vassals, such as ......"
Tails' eyes focused:
"Necaju's oath of co-governance. β
It reflects not only the cold and rigid rule book, but also the warm and fresh actor.
It's real......
Politics.
It's like......
Tails' eyes suddenly blurred.
[Garfinkel's so-called 'explanation' and 'index', these so-called self-evident tacit factors, it builds a bridge between 'action' and 'scene', reflecting and co-constructing between people and the environment...... For example, public etiquette that everyone must abide by......]
Tails shook his head desperately, throwing back into his brain this memory, which was too far away from this world, too high.
After returning from the Western Wilderness, for some reason, the old memories that he had gradually fallen silent in the past six years began to tumble and surge from time to time like a volcano full of pressure.
It's like a resurgence.
Tails pressed his forehead, while expelling the vertigo he had just had, while he was suspicious.
That's it when I returned to the stars......
This is......
Is it a coincidence?
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