After five years of operation, the Liaodong Naval Academy can be called the first naval school of the Ming Dynasty in all aspects, even if it is far from the modern academy imagined by Xu Hao. However, it cannot be denied that military academies and academies that have completely got rid of the Four Books and Five Classics and the Eight Strands of Literature are developing at an astonishing speed every day, and are successively cultivating new soldiers who are different from those of the literati.

"The Blue Journey Starts Here!"

Xu Hao, who returned to Liaodong, was invited to attend the entrance ceremony of the new year, and in front of nearly 2,000 instructors and students, he opened this sentence and quoted the words of Mr. Zheng Guanying, a modern enlightenment thinker, in "The Danger of the Prosperous Age".

"It is difficult to train the generals of the army, and it is especially difficult to train the generals of the navy, and a captain is related to the life and death of the whole ship. Talented people in the navy should not only love the country and the people, but also love the islands, warships, and the sea, and foster the idea of taking the sea as their home. ”

Xiongfang is about to graduate from the sailor cadet, since he was sensible is a pirate, after the entrenched island was exterminated by the Ming Navy, at the age of sixteen he became a sailor officer, at the age of twenty he applied for the Naval Academy, three years of study, excellent grades.

Xiongfang is called a ghost male by his classmates, driving a windsurfing board is the most fatal, the teacher has 40 years of experience as a captain of the Fujian Lai instructor, there are three uniques in sailing: live, ruthless, wild, many young men in the college are willing to worship his disciples, Instructor Lai named Xiongfang.

Today, in order to pursue Li Lan of the medical department, Xiongfang made an appointment with the competitor Mai Feirong to compete in windsurfing, and Mai Feirong is also a proud disciple of Lai Jiaguan and the best among the students.

Surrounded by dozens of officials, Xu Hao came to do the review with great interest, and saw a majestic hippie smile like a hill and said to Li Lan, whose face was slightly red: "Basket, be my wife." ”

Even if she chose to be a shocking female officer, Li Lan's dodgy eyes were filled with impure shyness, covering her face and eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, which made the men laugh.

Xu Hao's smile is very bright, and it is only in Liaodong. It is possible to ignore the worldly superiority of men and women. The Ming Dynasty wanted to modernize, the first is education, the second is to strengthen the army, and the third is to liberate women, when vested interests and the future of the nation are put together, he does not hesitate to choose the latter.

"Basket, you're in my ghost house sooner or later." As a navy fighting the waves, Xiongfang speaks straightforwardly.

Li Lan pouted and said, "You can't be as knowledgeable as Senior Mai." ”

"Isn't it just a matter of reading four books for a few days? We don't want this. Xiongfang compared the muscles on his arm to the smiling and silent Mai Feirong, "Killing the enemy and making meritorious contributions is the foundation of the water masters, isn't it?" ”

"Yes!" The surrounding students agreed with a bang.

The dean of academic affairs of the college explained to Xu Hao in a low voice. Xu Hao smiled and nodded slightly, because of the origin of the students, they would naturally be divided into several small groups, among which the strongest and largest number of officers and soldiers were selected and sent by the sailors from all over the country, which were subdivided into large and small circles because of their geographical origins.

Mai Feirong is a native of Liaodong, his family is well-off, he is a big family, and he is a child, in the words of later generations, he is equivalent to half of the intellectuals in a group of big bosses, and his life is white and pure. is bookish, and is deeply admired by girls.

The academy is all grass-roots creation, without any reference, and Xu Hao is a layman like this. Therefore, there is an urgent need for academic talents like Mai Feirong to stay in school. And Xiongfang naturally wants to return to the boundless ocean, which involves the biggest difficulty of separating husband and wife all year round, and Li Lan, who is undecided, is very entangled in this move.

The trainees pushed the two windsurfers down the sea with great force, and the two competitors were not in a hurry. The boat slowly follows the waves of the ebb tide and heads into the depths of the sea.

Xu Hao observed their movements with a telescope, untied the rope, opened the sails, adjusted the angle and a series of operations were very skillful. Very satisfied.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Oh no, there's a storm surge." ”

Sure enough, there was a large wave at sea level, and the communications officer waved a small flag and ordered the two students to return immediately.

Instructor Lai said: "Dog's ghost, this kid chose to compete today, just to find out that there will be a storm." ”

The sun in the sky was obscured by the exploding waves, accompanied by pouring rain, and finally eaten by dark clouds, and the whole sky turned a thick crimson red, and the sky seemed to burn.

The windsurf board is small and pitiful in this extreme weather, the sails are instantly entangled by the wind and the waves set off a dull noise, and the boat is like a dream and let the ravages of the storm and rain baptize, as if the sea god is mocking the wolf bèi of mankind.

Soon McFeirong turned the bow of the boat with all his might, and was slapped back by the waves that were a foot high. Li Lan's heart on the shore was about to jump out of his throat, and dozens of students jumped into the sea to pull the windsurfing board one after another, regardless of the danger, and from time to time some people were slanted by the waves.

Xu Hao looked intently at the other lonely boat, still desperately fighting against the waves, and said loudly: "Good man! ”

The male release on the boat exercised a strong physique, the big man was as wide as the plank, the long hair wet by the sea was unkempt around the neck, the big tendons on the forehead protruded vertically and horizontally, and scolded: "Lao Tzu will shave his head when he goes back." ”

His eyes shone with fearless pride, one big hand clutched the helm handle, and with the other he took out the liquor bag filled with spirits, and took a big sip with his head up, majestically observing the crazy roaring waves.

After looking at it for a while, he stooped out of the cabin, leaving the mutilated canvas behind. Without sails, the boat is like a flower that has failed.

In this way, he manipulated the windsurfing board to shuttle on the crest of the waves one after another, Xu Hao could not describe his feat.

"Basket, look at it!" Xiong Xin kept chattering, and the bones of his body crackled again. Walls of water hit him head-on, making him unable to exhale the turbid breath in his chest, and his face turned red.

The windsurf was squeezed and rolled by the waves, and another big wave engulfed the small boat, leaving only the mast to sway from side to side like a fish drifting on the surface.

The people on the shore were in a commotion, their eyes darkened, and everyone frowned and stared at the surface of the sea with fear. Eventually, the mast was gone, and the waves of the vast white sea bloomed and failed, and people's hearts sank to the bottom of the sea.

A bright and long halo was drawn on the dim sea, and with a loud bang, the windsurf board actually stood up and floated up, shook off the large and small pieces of wood on its body, and rumbled into the reef. The piercing sound of keel shattering swept far, far away, and the silver-gray flakes of water burst out like petals.

Half an hour later, the storm passed, and there was no trace of windsurfing on the sea, and Li Lan, who witnessed this scene, followed the people to the beach.

Suddenly, the students burst into cheers, and Xiongfang climbed ashore from the sea like a sea monster.

Xu Hao was moved, and couldn't help but stand up, because he was holding the bright yellow Ming military flag in his arm.

Li Lan couldn't help but pounce, hugged his soaked body tightly, and cried.

"Well done." Xu Hao left satisfied.

A day later, the tree-lined path in front of the college library. This was Li Lan's happiest time, reading books carefree every day, with complete sets of Hongxi canons and various foreign books.

Whenever she passed by the intersection, she always looked south and found Xiongfang, who had just shaved his head.

Xiongfang was sitting on the grass playing chess with his classmate Hai Lao Liu, and Li Lan shouted from afar: "Xiongfang, don't play chess!" ”

Xiongfang turned his head to glance at her, and muttered, "What are you doing?" And you asked me to read with you? ”

"It's better to read some writing than to play chess idle, let's go!" Li Lan shook his hand. The other two female students next to her left with a coquettish laugh.

Hai Lao Liu stretched out his hand to destroy the chess and said, "Hurry up." ”

Xiongfang's face darkened, and he walked over to her and said, "It's all made yellow by you, you are majestic!" ”

"It's my majesty. Or are you majestic? has nothing to do to break through the door of death, and becomes a hero, and his temper is also good. Li Lan said unconvinced.

Xiongfang said: "What's the use of learning the Four Books and Five Classics? ”

Li Lan stopped and said seriously: "I don't study the Four Books and Five Classics, what I want to learn is the culture that Mr. Xu said." I love new medicine, and I want to specialize in it. ”

Xiongfang sneered: "That's all a culture without a spectrum, something is made from nothing." I couldn't even get a textbook out for a long time. ”

"Die stubbornly, go down to your sea for the rest of your life, and ignore you again!" Li Lan couldn't see anyone laughing at the discipline she joined, so she turned around and left.

Xiong Fang immediately wilted, chased after him and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, can't I listen to you?" ”

Li Lan stopped his steps, shook a colored line lightly, and smiled.

Xiongfang couldn't help but ask, "You say, which one is more like a man, me or Senior Brother Mai?" Which is more pleasing to? ”

Looking at the smug look on his bare brain, Li Lan's delicate face was soaked in a shy flush, "Nobita, you're too crazy!" ”

"Not crazy." Xiongfang's expression was proud, "Last night, Mr. Xu invited me to have a drink, and I promised him to be humble, and in the face of danger, he would think about saving the lives of the crew, and he couldn't be brutal." ”

"Look at people in the crack of your door."

"Nope."

"You're not as good as Senior Brother Mai."

"You're not talking from your heart."

"Humph!" Li Lan no longer replied, humiliation and anger blushed her little face, and the blush extended to the base of her neck, red as a flower stem. She walked silently with her head down, following majestically, looking indifferent and smelly and hard.

Li Lan could feel the strong aura on his body from a step away, she felt that his every qiē was so irresistible, the problem was that if he followed him, such a strong character, there was no such thing in those days.

Subconsciously turned his head to see Xiongfang's extremely bright and frank handsome and heroic face, and Fang's heart was full of resistant waiting.

Mr. Xu said that the future is in our own hands, and what is taught in the school now is to let everyone be able to control the future by themselves, not to be restricted by secular concepts and family etiquette, to support themselves through fair and honest scientific research or work, and to put aside the feudal three from the four virtues, not to go out of the door for a lifetime, not to have to wrap small feet, and not to look at the face of the husband's family.

Isn't this just the reason why I resolutely walked out of the family? Isn't the picture of an unknowable future? Compared with Senior Brother Mai's family background, Li Lan, who yearns for the unrestrained, is faintly more inclined to be unrestrained, otherwise he still can't get rid of the shackles of tradition.

Li Lan doesn't hold grudges, she is too pure, pure like a wave on the sea, pure and painful.

Walking into the tall and spacious library, Li Lan talked and laughed at Xiongfang again, and Xiongfang knew that she would laugh. (To be continued......)