A few days ago, a small village school was built outside the county town.

There is often a childish sound of reading, coming from inside.

This is a joke's proposal, and he is idle anyway.

When he saw that the local children could only herd cattle and sheep, and could not even write their own names, Xice decided to teach them to read and write.

He wanted to plant the fire of scholars for the state.

This is a very bold idea, and at the same time it is a big taboo.

The reason why the family can become a family is because they have a monopoly on knowledge and education, and do not allow outsiders to get involved.

Whether it is a court minister or a local official, nine out of ten come from the family.

In the Han Dynasty, officials were selected by inspection, selected by local officials, recommended to the imperial court, and then examined and assessed by the imperial court, and awarded official positions.

And almost all the officials in various places are protégés of famous families, and most of the filial piety and Maocai recommended by them are also children of families.

Under the vicious circle, the way to enter the office is monopolized by the family.

Those who have arrogance and refuse to cling to the cold-clothed scholars can only end up poor and destitute, and die with talent.

Xi Ce once knelt in the snow for three days in order to worship under the Xun family, if it wasn't for Xun Yu's words, he would have died that winter.

Heaven and Earth Monarch Teacher.

It is only five words, but it is enough to show that the ancients respected the teacher.

Now that the drama strategy has not been instructed by the teacher, he opened a village school to teach people and teach people to learn.

This violates the oath made when apprenticeship, and it is a great rebellion, and once it is reported, it will definitely be shamed and scolded by other scholars.

But the joker did just that, and didn't care about anyone's eyes. With the support of Yan Xin and Lu Bu, individual opposition voices in the county were quickly suppressed.

The establishment of the township school soon spread throughout the county, and the local people knew about it.

But on the first day of school, the children sitting in the hall could be counted with both hands.

The people all know the date of school, but no one wants to send their dolls here.

In this agrarian-based society, the thinking of the people at the bottom is very simple and pathetic.

They subconsciously feel that reading and literacy can only be treated by those sons, and peasant dolls are not worthy of the word 'reading'.

This is blasphemy and disrespect to the lords.

When the baby grows up, he will honestly go to the field to plow the fields, eat and dress warmly, and then marry the mother-in-law, which is better than anything else.

Today is the thirtieth day of La, and after discussing with Wei Niang, Lu Bu decided to invite Xi Ce to come to the house for dinner.

Xice's hometown is far away in Yingchuan, and now he is adrift alone, and Lu Bu has never treated him as an outsider. The relationship between the two is also a teacher and a friend.

When I came, Xi Ce was lecturing.

Lu Bu didn't want to go in to interrupt, he simply leaned his back against the wall and listened.

The accent of chewing words when teaching is not like casual conversation on weekdays, the words are round and the rhyme is long.

Later, Lu Bu learned that this was the standard reading sound taught by the Taixue masters, called Yayan, also known as Zhengyin.

Taking advantage of the break in the rest, Lu Bu whispered out the joke.

"Sir, today is the end of the year, and I have come to invite you to my house as a guest."

Listening to Lu Bu's explanation, the trick of often going to Lu's house to fight the autumn breeze was rarely pushed back.

The New Year's dinner is a family reunion, and it's okay to be cheeky and blind on weekdays, so I won't go today.

Regarding the excuse of the joke, Lu Bu's method was simple and rude: "Then forgive me for being rude, I have to carry my husband." ”

Xi Ce was stunned for a moment, then laughed, his eyes moist.

After receiving a positive reply from Xi Ce, Lu Bu said goodbye to him and said that he would come back to pick him up after inspecting the barracks.

Walking on the way to the barracks, there were bursts of immature voices from the village school behind him, and they were depressed.

"Wheat is light, who should be the winner?

Wife and aunt.

Where is the husband?

Hit Sihu.

Officials buy horses, gentlemen have cars,

Please puff up your beard. ”

Lang Lang's reading sound came into Lu Bu's ears, and he hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and couldn't help but smile.

Maybe more than ten years later, this world will be theirs.

When the men in the barracks saw Lu Bu coming, the already lively and jubilant atmosphere was even more uplifted.

Hundreds of bonfires were lit in the open space that was originally used for training, on which fat sheep were roasted, and the aroma was overflowing.

The soldiers sat in a circle around the fire, laughing loudly, drinking and punching, enjoying the rare peace.

As soon as Lu Bu sat down, Song Xian, Hou Cheng and other old subordinates took the initiative to come up to toast, and then Li Feng and Jiang Jian, the centurions of the wolf cavalry camp, also came to join in the fun.

In terms of martial arts, these people can't control Lu Bu when they join forces, but when it comes to drinking, a few bowls of wine gurgle and gurgle, and Lu Bu's mind is a little wandering.

In the coaxing of the soldiers, Lu Bu used the strength of the wine to play a halberd method, and hit the bullseye with three arrows more than 100 steps away, which won the applause of the soldiers.

Fortunately, he still has some consciousness and wants to go back to the reunion, but he can't get drunk here.

Lu Bu raised the wine bowl, drank three more bowls with the soldiers, and then shook his body and walked out of the barracks.

When he walked back to the county town, Lu Bu's mind was very dizzy, and his consciousness was still sober, but his steps were a little light and he didn't listen to the call.

His eyelids were getting heavier, and he decided to rest for a while.

Sweeping around with a hazy look, Lu Bu took a few steps forward, sat on the stone pier on the side of the street, and quickly lowered his head.

"Hey, big man, have you heard the story of General Fei?"

When the little girl passing by saw Lu Bu, she suddenly stopped and asked curiously.

The big man in front of her bowed her head and didn't answer, so she said very happily: "Then I'll tell you." ”

She once rode on her adoptive father's neck when the Han army was triumphant, and saw the wolf cavalry camp from afar, but she couldn't remember which one was the flying general.

However, what she didn't know was that Lu Bu didn't go back to Yanmen at all that day, but went straight to Youxi Village.

The story of General Fei is almost familiar to the people in the county.

After the little girl heard this, she naturally wanted to be a storyteller and talk to others.

The big man in front of him didn't speak, and the little girl took him as if he agreed.

I saw her petite body standing up, dancing with a wooden stick in her hand that was eyebrow-raising with her, playing with it, and snorting in her mouth, talking about the big hero in her mind: "Lu Fengxian, the flying general of Bingzhou, is nine feet long, has extraordinary strength, and a Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand is invincible in the world......"

Lu Bu, who was in a trance, opened her eyes and raised her head, a delicate face as charming as a fox came into view, she covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes were like silk: "General, do you see the beauty of the concubine?" ”

"Diao Chan!"

Lu Bu's heart tightened, and while staring at the tiger, he subconsciously called out her name.

When he blinked and looked again, all he saw was a little girl with a stick.

In front of the wooden house not far away, a woman in her forties was shouting to the little girl: "Xiu'er, come back for dinner!" ”

"Here we go!"

The little girl threw the stick in her hand and ran to the woman with joy.

Looking at the figure of the little girl running away, Lu Bu shook his head, got up and walked forward.

It's time to go home.

This year, the heroes who are about to shine on the stage are still dormant in the wild.

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Volume 1, Flying General.

(ENDS)