Chapter 239 The traitor of the prospective scholar
In addition to these juniors present, Shiba also has a number of "six year" and is not at the scene.
In the same year here, not (certainly) means that they are the same age, but that they are admitted to the same high school in the same year.
In the same year, since high school, these people have gone to different places and have gone to various places as officials. There are traces of them all over the world. It is very easy for players to send messages everywhere and communicate with each other. But it's a little difficult to be there in person unless Shi Ba picks them up one by one... What's more, " Shi Ba" is not here now.
After the greeting, as usual, it was a banquet, and the guests were happy. During the banquet, Wenchang mentioned the selection of elite soldiers from among the students. Zhou Dong and several martial arts masters agreed very much, and the "literary" represented by the old teacher expressed great opposition. In their view, the disciples of Confucius would rather be children all their lives than soldiers. In the Song Dynasty at that time, literature was more important than martial arts. It was not a glory, but a shame. Those who are naturalized as soldiers must have tattoos on their bodies and treat them the same as prisoners. And how to punish people who committed crimes at that time? Assassination to fill the army: stabbing, distribution, being a soldier. The soldiers of the Song Dynasty are the profession of this level.
So when Wenchang heard that he wanted to send his classmates to be soldiers, the old men were very excited at that time. There is a tendency to die rather than obey. Shi Wenchang then changed his statement, saying that he planned to travel around the world recently, and he was afraid that the road would not be peaceful, so he wanted to take a number of students to travel on the road to study together, take care of each other all the way, ensure safety, and increase his knowledge by the way, and prove his life's knowledge.
This statement is that the old men have nothing to say. As long as you don't go to war and study, it's not a big deal. It's not a bad thing, but a good thing.
The next day, Shi Wenchang picked out among his classmates who were suitable for decades and "appropriate" in learning, most of whom were poor in literature and outstanding in force. It is said that he was good at discipline with him. But it's just the feelings of the old men, with several poor force and outstanding literature... It's a burden. Shiba can only define these future scholars. These students are brilliant. Not surprisingly, they will definitely be able to be high school students in the future. It's a treasure in other places. It's not a burden to put them into Shiba's personal troops. What is it? Shi Ba couldn't figure out what else they could do besides dragging their feet.
In this way, Shi Ba was embarrassed and began to travel around the world with this slightly flawed team.
The first stop, Qiongzhou.
It's really messy outside. These students are all of good materials and good quality. Anyway, they can be regarded as a rare both literary and martial arts. They know the past and the present, have all the strategies, and die casually. It is a great loss. It is very unwise to go to the outside world before the level is practiced.
So it takes a little time to train with wild monsters in Qiongzhou.
Without the assistance of the gossip in the gossip array, Shi Ba knew how troublesome it was to lead the army. On the contrary, he knew how much convenience the gossip gave him.
Among other things, it's just a transmission. There is gossip, pack the soldiers and send it wherever you want. How convenient it is!
Now, you can only walk slowly. Whether riding a horse, riding a flying dragon, or walking, you should look forward and look back. From time to time, the classmate in charge of the order tells him: who is not good at riding, who falls from the horse, who is weak, and who is out of physical and walks... Through the lesson of falling, Shi Wenchang speculates that riding a flying dragon seems to be for them at present. It's a very dangerous thing, so we can only put it on hold for the time being and slowly practice their riding skills. The fall of the horse is just a little injury, and the fall of the dragon is about to die. In fact, there is no problem with martial arts students' riding skills. Those who fall off the horse and fall out of the team are all those who are worthy of dragging their legs and the tail of the crane.
Shi Wenchang turned around and waited on them like an old man, so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. The speed of the team was seriously slowed down by the prospective soldiers. If it hadn't been for their sincere confession, they would have followed Shi Wenchang. Shi Wenchang would almost send someone to send them back to Qiongzhou City.
On the first day, at noon, I had to camp and send several prospective scholars to the golden tent to rest and recuperate. Shi Wenchang took the remaining samurai soldiers and began to hunt and train. Seeing this and recovering from fatigue, several prospective Jinshi uncles who had not yet been injured also came out of the account and hid behind the team and secretly released cold arrows. Seeing that they were so conscious and self-motivated, Shi Wenchang finally comforted him a little.
The next morning, several injured quasi-jinshi uncles actually recovered in full state. On the one hand, the injury was light. On the other hand, Shi Bayi checked the camp records to know that there were two quasi-jinshi with excellent medical skills, and the pain of the wounded was cured in one night.
This small discovery was called Shiba to look up at them a little bit.
In the march the next day, there was finally no moth, which was also the result of Shi Wenchang deliberately reducing the speed of the jogging horse. In the case that there are several quasi-jinshi uncles with poor riding skills in the team, it is really inappropriate to run like the veteran team of Shiba. Shi Wenchang also learned a lesson and checked everyone's physical strength from time to time. Of course, it was mainly the physical strength of those prospective scholars. Whenever several uncles' physical strength fell to the danger line, they immediately ordered to rest.
In this way, it took several days to play the game, and Shiba finally took them to the peak of writing. At that time, a meal was enough...
Under the peak of writing, there is a garden full of flowers. The two sisters, Super Jelia and Mysterious Mario, run a beautiful garden, including many specially transplanted Mexican orchids. Shi Wenchang was a guest and was warmly received by the two of them. There are several living players nearby, both men and women. It turned out that under the peak of writing, the surrounding life players often came to gather here. Sometimes I will go to other places for gatherings, which is not sure. In a word, the days of these life players are quite carefree, leisurely and moist.
Shi Wenchang coincided with his meeting and wandered for a few days, following several life players every day, hunting and training soldiers in a nearby hunting cottage. Shi Wenchang's classmates finally began to grow up healthily.
A few days later, the party was over, and Shi Wenchang also said goodbye and left. Continue to go south. It is equivalent to revisiting the route of suppressing bandits in those years.
When I was about to reach the mountainous area, I received a task saying that a group of mountain thieves fell into the grass and robbed everywhere, causing adverse effects on the surrounding area. These are all daily tasks that often appear in the game. Shi Wenchang took it by the way and went to the top of the mountain to get rid of the thief Anmin. At the foot of the mountain, he was about to start an attack when suddenly a prospective scholar took the initiative to persuade people with virtue, persuade the mountain thieves on the mountain, turn gangs into jade and silk, and turn bandits into good people.
Shi Wenchang felt curious and allowed him to have a try.
So, several prospective Jinshi men strode forward, wrapped their hands in a trumpet shape, and shouted at the top of the mountain.
Seeing this, Wenchang took out a portable loudspeaker from his backpack and sent it to the leading quasi-jinshi. With the help of this prop, the voice of shouting became louder and louder, which was amazing.
For a while, the gate of the cottage suddenly opened. A group of mountain thieves held up a white flag, with tears on their faces and red and swollen eyes, indicating that they were moved by the words of the hearts of the Jinjinshi.
Shiba was Simida at that time: "Is this okay?"