Chapter 51 What the fuck, Spartan?

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Among the people present, only Yang Qian knew that he had long thought that these two people were weird, their living habits, and the country's political system were no different from those of the Spartans. It was these people who were the real suspects.

The foundation of their country is the child care law. After the boy reaches the age of 7, he must be handed over to the state and sent to school for training.

In a class, the strongest and bravest person is the leader, and all children must obey him.

As the leader, he can punish any child. At the same time, the children must try their best to become the best people.

It can be said that this nation is completely born for war, and so are their women. However, if they do not participate in military operations, the country will provide very rich food to the women to keep them well-nourished.

Although they do not participate in the military, they will also participate in fights, exercise strength, and compete in competitions. These are things that women must do every day. On the contrary, they are not proficient in things like housework because of the existence of slaves.

In Sparta, girls were also required to abstain from sexual intercourse, and girls were required to participate in sports such as running, wrestling, hoop throwing, and discus throwing.

They must participate in nude dances or large-scale activities, and do not shy away from men, so as to encourage themselves to exercise better and get rid of those lustful desires in nude dances and competitions.

In Yang Gan's view, this is a militaristic country with a communal wife system. It has a country but no family, and many children don't even know who their father is.

The class system is so vague that there are almost no class conflicts. However, Krisna and Belika are from aristocrats. They will only be naked in an environment where they are all women. In front of men, they still maintain the glory of the aristocracy. .

"In your country, can a woman really be with four or five men?"

Zhou Zhiyu said timidly, obviously this kind of culture had a strong impact on her and everyone present.

They instinctively feel disgusted. In the Central Plains area, etiquette is flourishing. Even if etiquette and music are now in ruins, everyone still maintains the dignity and dignity that scholar-bureaucrats should have.

"Then why did you take off your clothes in front of Yang Qian, how shameless~~~!" Qin Xiangru was furious, feeling as if she was becoming more and more marginalized.

After Chrisna washed herself, she wiped her body, put on the silk clothes provided by Yang Gan and said with a smile, "He is the only man who can defeat me and conquer me. Now I am loyal to him. Bailey and I Ka's glory and life will belong to him, so I don't have to hold anything back in front of him."

Yang Gan's face turned red. He thought that loyalty was the kind of loyalty of a knight, but he never thought that it was the kind of loyalty.

My understanding of ancient European history is limited. I only know it based on the strength of cold weapons. I don't know much about many rules, laws, and political systems.

"I have accepted your allegiance and will definitely protect you."

"But you need honor. Your honor is our honor. Only war is the best place to obtain honor." In Sparta, women did not participate in military operations, but it does not mean that women cannot fight. Strong women go into battle. Killing enemies still happens from time to time.

"Kristina, don't you know people will die in war?" Zhou Zhiyu said. She was the daughter of a scholar-bureaucrat and was no stranger to war.

She even experienced it personally, and its cruelty still makes her unable to let it go. At that time, if only Yang Qian and the others had arrived a little later.

Then the innocence of yourself and your maid can never be preserved. A woman who loses her virginity must either go back shamelessly, or find a knife and wipe her own neck.

Krisna said indifferently, "I will protect Yang Gan. If he dies, I will die with him. If he enjoys the honor, then I will also get the honor that belongs to me."

Yang Gan covered his head. What are you saying? He still wants to live a long life. "Krisna, don't worry, I have a way to let you go to the battlefield. When can you give me your country's military training methods and formations?"

After holding it in for a long time, Yang Qian finally showed his fox's tail. The countries in the Central Plains have been at war all year round, and their military training methods have almost reached the limit of this era.

But as the old saying goes, learn from each other's strengths to offset weaknesses. The establishment of every powerful country always requires an extraordinary set of military training methods.

Krisna's country has a poor political system and is not suitable for this place. The most important thing is that it despises culture and attaches great importance to military affairs. There is nothing to learn from in terms of culture.

Krisna was not a fool. She immediately knew that Xiao Jiujiu, who was in Yang Qian's heart, was in their country.

It is true that they do not pay attention to culture and education, but only for men. Women generally have a much higher level of education than men. When it comes to education, their IQ will never be too low.

Krisna had nothing to hesitate. The three of them came to the room and started discussing. Yang Gan didn't feel any distress at all and took out a whole stack of white paper.

This thing is so valuable that ordinary people can hardly see it. In many places, bamboo slips are still used. Only those with rich family background can afford it.

The two women would sometimes exchange a few words in their native language, and then talk to Yang Gan.

Yang Qian was confused and confused, "Don't you two know the same thing?"

Krisna lifted her falling temples, her long burgundy hair was like a waterfall, and her big ears did not look rough, but full of heroism. "What I know best is military formations and shield attacks. Belika is very good at military training and discipline." Passionate.”

Yang Gan's eyes lit up. Working together, the two of them could learn from each other's strengths, and they had to learn the core things slowly.

But from the methods he learned from the two women, he felt that this training method was different from the training method in the Central Plains and was very unsuitable.

The art of war in the Central Plains pays attention to the deceitfulness of the soldiers. As long as they can win, they can use any means. Many famous generals and counselors have emerged in this era, with the ability to plan thousands of miles away.

But the Spartans were different. They preferred hard steel for military formations. Even if they had a plan, they would just use hard steel from the front and outflank the sides. To be honest, in the temple, it would be useless to choose any general. Can kill them.

But their discipline and military training methods reminded Yang Gan of one thing, and that was the training method of special forces. While they liked to use military formations, they also worshiped individual heroism. This method was suitable for training special forces.

An idea flashed in Yang Gan's mind, he stared at Krisna closely and said seriously, "Do you think it's feasible for me to use elixirs to cultivate a group of powerful warriors?"

Krisna frowned slightly and thought for a while, "No, the loyalty is not enough. If the loyalty is enough, it requires people with a naturally strong physique. There are very few such people. In my country, only those with a naturally strong physique can do it." There are only a few people, so it’s hard to choose.”

Yang Qian sighed, it's hard to deal with it. It's really hard to find someone with natural powers like him. This needs to be discussed again. He doesn't know who invented the elixir and how it was recorded in two languages.

Just as the three of them were having a heated exchange, a big man hurriedly ran in, "Yang Gan, why did you promise me, ah! You agreed to come back in ten days, where are you?"

The big man said angrily when he entered the door, complaining desperately.

Yang Gan was startled and said confusedly, "Old Tian, ​​why are you here? Has the ten days come?"

"Are you here? Can you please remove the word "?", my little ancestor told you that a noble person is coming. Let you get to know him, it will also be helpful to you in the future."

Yang Gan showed an embarrassed expression on his face and apologized, "Ah, Lao Tian, ​​it's my fault this time. Really, I apologize to you. I was really busy and forgot about time. I thought tomorrow was the tenth day."

"I really don't know what to say about you."

Yang Qian felt that he was definitely not a noble person this time. Could he be more noble than himself? Maybe it was the friend Lao Tian brought to see him after bragging outside.

I'm not a monkey, but I can't help it. After all, Lao Tian has helped me a lot, so I still have to give him this face.

"Oh~~~I'm really busy, sit down first." Yang Qian grabbed the record paper, led the two girls, and dragged Tian Zong to the lobby.

Three strangers stood in the lobby and kept looking at the decoration environment, with deep disdain in their eyes.

"My son actually only lives in such a humble house."

"Your Majesty, please calm down. The young master has been demoted here. It's not bad to be able to live in such an environment."

The leader of the group, the middle-aged man with white hair, stared blankly: "Humph, why don't you let your son try it?"

The middle-aged man lowered his head in panic and admitted his mistake, "Your Majesty, I am in the wrong position."

"Hmph~~~! Wait, don't let it slip."

"yes!"

"yes!"

Yang Gan pulled Tian Zong into the lobby. He saw three middle-aged people and frowned, "Little girl, little cotton-padded jacket, where did you die? Didn't you see any distinguished guests coming?"

Two little girls carried things and ran in in a hurry. Suddenly, the little cotton-padded jacket fell to the ground with an "oops" sound. His eyes suddenly turned red and he was about to cry.

Yang Gan immediately helped her up, rolled up her trouser legs, pinched her twice and asked in concern, "Are you okay?"

"Home, head of the house? Woohoo, it's okay." Little Cotton Jacket felt that he had knocked something over and was so frightened that he burst into tears.

Yang Gan was helpless. The two girls were already adults in this era, but they were only thirteen or fourteen years old.

"It's okay, just put away the snacks and prepare another plate."

"Yeah~~!" The little cotton-padded jacket wiped his tears and walked outside. Fortunately, he was not injured.

Tian Zong had long been familiar with Yang Qian's character, but the three people's eyes widened. They really couldn't believe that the former domineering Young Master Zhao actually had such a side.

Yang Gan smiled and said, "Everyone is laughing, please sit down."

The three of them looked at each other, and Shi Shiran sat down. The middle-aged man with white hair looked at Yang Qian carefully. Yang Qian immediately noticed the attention and said with a smile, "This guest, your surname is, do we know each other?"

The middle-aged man with white hair lowered his head and smiled, touched it, and was filled with joy, "We know each other in Chaoxian. I heard from Tian Zong that you have hysteria."

Yang Qian's heart thumped, "No way, this is an acquaintance."

He hurriedly explained, "It's a long story. At that time, I was young and energetic, and I was provoked by villains, so I went to the front line to resist the Huns. Unexpectedly, I was not good at learning, so I was besieged and hit on the head. I can't remember the past things." "

Don't ask about anything. If you ask, you will lose your memory. Yang Qian plans to deny him to death no matter who he is acquaintance with, even if he is his biological father.