Chapter 56: Knowledge (Part 2)

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Ni Yi is the most prestigious among the young disciples. He has outstanding skills, has much more fighting experience than his peers, and is alert and perseverant, so he is highly valued by Guo Ning.

The old scholar was mediocre in knowledge, but he still had some discernment, so whenever Ni encountered difficulties in his studies, he would kick out his classmates to prevent him from being under the eyes of everyone and causing further embarrassment.

Lu Han didn't know the old scholar's deep meaning, so he came over to comfort him and took his younger brother Lu Shu with him.

Seeing Ni Yi's embarrassment, Lu Shu made a face and laughed loudly: "Old Ni is really bad! How about I recite those words for him? I can not only recite those words, but I can also write them!"

When the little boy said it, Ni Yi, who was still intermittently, became more and more embarrassed and angry. Seeing the veins on his forehead jumping, his two fists were clenched tightly.

"Shut up! Stop making noise here!" Only now did Lu Han feel that something was wrong. She quickly scolded Lu Shu and nodded apologetically to Ni Yi.

When she was about to go out, she said to the scholar again: "Mr. Wang, don't be anxious. I'll have the food delivered here in a while, so you can eat here. It doesn't matter."

"Okay! Okay!" The old scholar stroked his beard and said with a smile, "That would be great."

Lu Han retreated outside and waved his hand to let Lu Shu go and play.

She originally wanted to see Guo Ning, but she saw Liu Cheng holding a stack of books into the side hall on the left, so she waited outside for a while.

Immediately, Liu Cheng's respectful report came from the side hall.

In his early years, Liu Cheng was a member of the Yongtun Army in Huanzhou. The so-called Yongtun Army settled in the frontier with their families and relied on the output of farming to support themselves. Rather than an army, it would be more appropriate to arm farmers. Liu Cheng, a man with thousands of households in Yongtun, was the owner of the manor when he was in Huanzhou. The soldiers of the Yongtun Army were like his tenant farmers.

Therefore, according to Guo Ning's instructions, some farms around the Xijun River camp that were directly under the jurisdiction of the "Anzhou Volunteers" are now under the responsibility of Liu Cheng, the military code.

Liu Cheng himself got a new title, called the Governor of the Tuntian District. Although it did not belong to the seven capitals composed purely of regular troops, there were about 600 households of people in the Tuntian under him, and there were 50 soldiers responsible for guarding and guarding. law and order.

Liu Cheng is very satisfied with this position, he does it carefully and reports seriously to Guo Ning every day. What Lu Han didn't expect was that Guo Ning was very comfortable handling these complicated affairs.

In Lu Han's memory, the original Guo Ning had never been impatient with this. He has been a pure warrior since he was a child. He is accustomed to living in the trenches. He only thinks about fighting on the battlefield. Other than that, he is sometimes as ignorant as a child. But what about Guo Ning now?

Lu Han could hear his voice. Even if Guo Ning could not be said to be decisive when it came to the nagging Liu Cheng and the trivial matters that were worth or were not worth reporting, every time he asked or made a decision, he was calm and majestic, without any impatience at all. the meaning of.

The person in the hall is indeed Guo Liulang, but since this year, he has suddenly changed too much, as if the simple temper that originally existed in him has suddenly been taken away and replaced by something difficult to fathom.

For a moment, Lu Han felt a strange feeling of strangeness.

After half a moment, Liu Cheng finished his report and hurried out with the book in hand. Lu Han wanted to go in and talk for a few words, but he hesitated vaguely.

At this time, the aroma of food came from the backyard, and a strong servant woman came over carrying two food baskets.

Lu Han gave a few instructions to the maid and asked her to send a larger food basket to the right compartment, while he took the smaller one and went to the left compartment where Guo Ning was busy working.

As soon as he stepped into the left compartment, he saw Guo Ning with an impatient look on his face, holding a pen with his wrist hanging, trying to gain momentum. But he couldn't find the feeling when holding the pen with the palm of his hand, which was used to brushing knives and guns. Finally, there was a "pop" sound, and a large drop of ink fell on the document, leaving a black stain.

Guo Ning rolled his eyes helplessly and puffed out heavily from both nostrils.

Rokuro is still the same Rokuro. He still feels a headache when he comes across these documents and ink. Seeing this familiar situation, Lu Han couldn't help but feel excited.

She put the food basket on the table, took out the porridge, cakes, and broth, and said with a pursed lips: "I can't even write Chinese characters smoothly at home, and I force my friends to learn Chinese and read Chinese characters all day long. I don’t know how much you can recite what Ni Yi recited on the other side of the wall.”

Guo Ning said "Hey", pushed the document in front of Lu Han, and said seriously: "There is no hope for my handwriting. Come on! I say! You write!"

"You should eat something first." Lu Han said softly, "When you are full, I will write for you."

This sentence hit his ears, and Guo Ning suddenly felt extremely familiar.

In his early years, when Guo Ning was in Wushapu, Changzhou, he studied with Lu Han's father for several months. He really didn't have that intention, so he eventually inherited his father's position in the army and earned a living with swords and guns. But in those few months, when Mr. Lu forced him to sweat on his forehead and prepare to stay up late to study hard, Lu Han often said this to him, and then wrote the copybook for him.

There are no wealthy families in Wusha Castle. At that time, Lu Han was also sallow and thin, with only black hair. Later, after several years of ups and downs, and the time when he was defeated and fled, Lu Han has always been thin, with deep-set cheeks and eye sockets. She is really not a beauty.

But in the past two months, everyone's life has been better than before. Lu Han's face became slightly plump, and he felt energetic.

Guo Ning unconsciously put down his pen and glanced at Lu Han a few more times.

Lu Han's cheeks were a little rosy, and he forgot to put down the soup bowl in his hand, which almost burned his hands.

While he was thinking about it, he heard Guo Ning sigh: "Ahan, now that I think about it, you were cheating on my behalf and you were trying to hurt me! Look at the ugly words I have now. It's all because of lack of practice when I was a child. ...Aren't you ashamed?"

Lu Han's hands were not only hot, but her face was also hot with anger. She whispered: "Bah!"

Guo Ning laughed and was about to say a few more words.

Ni Yi's voice came from outside the door: "Qi Sir! I have completed all my homework for today!"

Guo Ning said happily: "Very good! Come on, come on, I have some broth here. You have spent a lot of time on it. Eat something good."

Ni Yi heard the sound and came in, but his steps were a little heavy and his voice was deep: "Lang Jun, although I have finished, I don't understand."

Guo Ning suppressed his smile, stood up from the desk, and patted Ni Yi on the shoulder: "What don't you understand?"

"I don't understand, what's the use of recognizing these words!" Ni Yi said dullly: "Liu Lang, you said it yourself, we only rely on the swords and guns in our hands to find a bowl of food for ourselves and find a way to survive. The swords and guns I have it! I also have an axe! With these, why can the enemies be chopped down head-on, so why should I be able to study and read?"

"After studying and knowing the words, you will have insight, understand the truth, and understand the stories I tell, isn't it good?"

This coaxing tone made Ni Yi a little unhappy. He immediately retorted: "Rokuro, you are fooling me. You tell those stories just to lure us into reading and learning useless things!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that Guo Ning was not only his brother-like figure, but also a ruthless man who killed without blinking an eye, and the commander-in-chief of the entire army who commanded a mountain of troops! How can it be offended by its majesty?

Such words are simply audacious and seek death!

Ni Yi shuddered violently and knelt on the ground.

The next moment, he heard the clanging sound of a sword coming out of his body above his head.