"The hero of Dayan?"
Lin Yi was moved and looked at the commander in confusion.
"kindness!"
There was a hint of solemnity on Yan Shuangwu's cruel official face.
He waved.
A carriage drove out of the alley and stopped in front of him and Lin Yi.
"grown ups!"
Long Wei, dressed as a coachman, jumped out of the carriage, held his hands towards Yan Shuangwu, looked at Lin Yi, and smiled.
"Scholar Lin, this is Long Wei's command, Long San!"
Yan Shuangwu stepped onto the carriage and turned around to signal Lin Yi to come up with him: "Come up!"
"kindness!"
Lin Yi jumped on the carriage, feeling shocked and confused.
what happened?
Why would the Commander of the Dragon Guard introduce his subordinates to him?
What is the purpose?
Is it because he pleads for the people and this kind of death-seeking character is in line with the bounden duty of Longwei?
So... Master Yan wants him to enter Dragon Guard?
Gan!
The carriage drove to the west city of Nanxiang Prefecture.
Xicheng is a civilian area, and most of the people live ordinary lives, but they can be considered to have no worries about food and clothing.
…
A private school in Xicheng.
The carriage stopped.
Lin Yi and Long Wei both ordered the envoys to enter the private school.
Long San glanced at Lin Yi's back, and then looked around. Wherever he looked, there were Long Guards secretly ambushing...
Regardless of whether Yan Shuangwu, the commander in chief, is a third-grade cultivation level, it involves his possible identity as a prince.
They all need dragon guards to keep track of them.
At the same time, in order to prevent outsiders from disturbing the capital commander, Lin Yi and... the heroes of Dayan!
At this moment.
In a private school classroom.
An old man with white hair and a pair of crutches was looking down at the books on the desk.
Then he raised his head, looked at the young man with a lively face, and recited: "The sage said: In ancient times, those who wanted to show virtue to the world must first rule their country..."
In the private school classroom, more than a dozen young men in simple clothes recited: "The Saint Cloud..."
After the young man finished reciting, someone asked: "Master, what does this sentence mean?"
The other young men looked at Master Cane curiously.
The Master smiled and said: "It means that those who want to promote upright moral character in the world must first govern their own country..."
"But we are not real scholars..." A young man said disappointedly.
"The reason why I read and learn literature is because I want to be happy, improve my eyesight, and help my hearing..."
Master said: "In other words, the reason why we want to study and learn is to broaden our minds and make us uniquely discerning, so as to benefit our future life..."
"This has nothing to do with whether you have a literary heart or not!"
"To govern a country, you don't necessarily have to go to court or a holy court, and Master has no literary ambitions. But Master is here to teach you the doctrines of saints and the principles of how to behave in the world. If you study and practice it with your heart, this country will naturally change. It’s better!”
The white-haired master smiled at these energetic young people and said, "Isn't this how to govern a country?"
Outside the classroom.
Lin Yi looked at the white-haired master with some respect in his heart.
At such an old age, with only one leg left, he still stood on the podium and gave lectures to these teenagers.
Teach them how to read and write, teach them knowledge.
Yes.
As long as everyone in a country has the spirit to work hard towards a goal, the country will definitely become better.
Lin Yi was a flower grower in his previous life, and he saw that kind of spirit from his father's generation.
Later, when he grew up, he also saw that flower growers were getting better and better...
Lin Yi looked at the young people in the classroom and thought of the homeland he once loved so much. He couldn't help but blurt out: "Strong young people will make the country strong!"
"If young people are strong, then the country will be strong?"
The commander of Longweidu shook his body and looked at Lin Yi blankly, his eyes as bright as stars: "If the youth is strong, the country will be strong!"
In the classroom.
When the white-haired master heard the voices of Lin Yi and Yan Shuangwu, he was stunned for a moment, and then his whole body exuded a fierce aura.
The eyes of the young men shone with light, and they all subconsciously straightened their spines and said: "Strong young men will make the country strong!"
this moment.
There is a strong belief in their hearts... and their spiritual outlook is completely new.
"You guys study your lessons!"
The white-haired master seemed to recognize Yan Shuangwu, the commander of the capital, and asked the teenagers to review their lessons.
He leaned on crutches and walked towards the outside of the classroom.
His body seemed to be shaking.
Lin Yi wanted to help him, but Yan Shuangwu stepped in first...
Yan Shuangwu's eyes were red and he supported the white-haired master.
"Master Yan!"
The white-haired old man was also in tears. He was happy and moved, and said: "Master Yan, go outside... the children are all in class!"
"good!"
Yan Shuangwu nodded softly without disturbing the group of young people who were studying hard.
…
In the small courtyard of the private school.
The white-haired master suddenly burst into tears and hurriedly put down his crutch to salute Yan Shuangwu.
"General Wei, you must not do this!"
Yan Shuangwu's expression changed drastically, and he quickly stopped the white-haired master's salute.
'He's a general? Is this the Dayan hero that Master Yan calls? Lin was also moved.
The white-haired master wiped the corners of his eyes with his shabby scholar's shirt and choked with sobs: "Master Yan, the old man cannot be a general like Master Yan. Master Yan is very satisfied if he can come to see the old man!"
Yan Shuangwu said: "His Majesty asked this envoy to come and see you. He wants to know how you are doing, whether you have any needs, and whether you have encountered any difficulties!"
"Your Majesty!"
When the white-haired master heard these words, he suddenly lost control of his emotions and burst into tears. He broke away from Yan Shuangwu's support and faced the capital. He kowtowed and cried loudly: "I am just a useless person. How can I be remembered by your majesty for so many years? Veteran I am ashamed and regret that I can no longer go into battle to kill the enemy, slay demons, and protect my Dayan..."
"But even if my body is broken, I still feel grateful for His Majesty's great ambitions and have not slacked off in teaching and educating people... Your Majesty!"
The white-haired master was already crying.
Yan Shuangwu turned his head and looked at Lin Yidao with red eyes: "Scholar Lin, this General of Wei, twenty years ago, he patrolled the northern territory alone and encountered a team of demons from the north. He killed the demons outside the country with one man's power to give an advance warning. It enabled the Zhenbei Army to resist the massive invasion of the demons from the Northern Kingdom and achieve great military exploits..."
"It's a pity that he was wounded in a battle. His Majesty thought that he was old and had spent his whole life in the army, so he asked him to retire and return to his hometown to take care of himself!"
"General Wei refused, but he knew His Majesty's heart well, so he decided to disband and return to his country... But he thought that he could no longer serve His Majesty and had no cultivation skills. He was even more afraid that he would lose control and harm the common people after drinking, so he committed suicide. Cut off a leg..."
"Master Yan, don't say it anymore, don't say it anymore..."
The white-haired master stood up tremblingly, grabbed Yan Shuangwu's arm, and said with red eyes: "Long Wei comes to visit this useless old man every year. It takes too much effort and money to do this and that, so I won't come again in the future!"
"After so many years, Your Majesty has never forgotten the old man. The old man will die in peace!"
Said.
The white-haired master looked at Lin Yi and said, "Master Yan, who is this young man?"
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besides……
