Chapter 263: Killing the Young Man

"come in!"

Zhao Zhongzhen went all the way in and saw that the surrounding flowers and trees were luxuriant and full of vitality.

The yard was originally very empty. After Shen An bought the house, he asked people to plant many flowers and trees.

In midsummer, these flowers and trees are lush and beautiful.

There are benches on the right side of the yard, and flowers are blooming on the edges.

Guoguo was sitting on the bench, her short legs swaying slightly, her chin in her hands, staring at the swing.

Two pieces of wood have been buried on the side, the horizontal bars have been installed, and the small seats are connected with ropes below.

The swing has been completed, and Shen An is working on the vines.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Guoguo can't wait to play on the swing, and Aunt Chen is also ready on the side.

While Shen An was wrapping up the vines, he said: "Don't worry, you won't be too late for a good meal. Let's wrap up the vines and wait until next year... Guoguo, next year the swing will be wrapped with green leaves and flowers. Do you like it?"

Upon hearing this, Guoguo said happily: "I like it!"

Shen An finished wrapping the vines and said with a smile, "Okay."

Guoguo slipped off the bench and ran over impatiently, shouting as she ran, "Brother is so awesome!"

Those girls in the county prince's palace don't have brothers to play on the swing, let alone brothers who are willing to play with them.

So what Guoguo said was very reasonable.

Shen An said with a smile: "Don't push it too high."

Aunt Chen agreed, and Shen An turned around.

"What's the hurry?"

Zhao Zhongzhen looked at Guoguo who was cheering and cheering, and felt a bit of envy spreading.

But he is the eldest in the family and does not have his elder brother to pamper him.

"Brother Anbei, it is said outside that you are slandering the men of the Song Dynasty, and the public is very excited!"

"The men of the Song Dynasty? How many men are there in the Song Dynasty?"

If anyone else heard this news, their feet would probably go weak.

But Shen An was very excited.

Such Shen An gave Zhao Zhongzhen a headache.

"But those people are going to be angry..."

"Then get angry!"

Shen An felt happy when he thought of the scene that Qian Fu was referring to.

Could it be that I have a tendency to be abused?

Wang Yu also came after hearing the news, and Zhao Zhongzhen finally got rid of the situation of being alone.

He said to Wang Yu: "Yuanze, Brother Anbei doesn't listen to my advice!"

Wang Yu opened the folding fan and fanned it a few times, then asked: "What did you advise?"

Zhao Zhongzhen said: "In the competition three days later, I feel that those students have no chance of winning. If they lose, those people will think that Brother An Bei did it on purpose. He came to the competition knowing that the students could not beat the local soldiers. This is Demeaning and slandering scholars.”

Wang Xu put away the folding fan with a swipe, and said with a smile: "Those are just idiots, brother Anbei, I suggest you just let the village soldiers pretend to be defeated, and then they will be embarrassed to see others."

This is Wang Yu's style.

As long as he thinks you are an opponent, he will find a way to kill you and make you unable to stand up for the rest of your life, and you will have to step on him a few times.

Zhao Zhongzhen said tangledly: "But after all, there are some loopholes, and it has a bad reputation. How about... drugging those country soldiers, so that they try their best, but they are unable to do anything... I think this is best."

Wang Yu looked at Zhao Zhongzhen in surprise, "Are you so sinister?"

He always thought that Zhao Zhongzhen was an innocent young man, but after hearing this suggestion, he felt...

We are the same kind!

But Zhao Zhongzhen said with an innocent face: "This is the idea of ​​the family staff, but it has nothing to do with X."

Wang Yu said oh, then opened the folding fan and started to fan.

Shen An felt that these two teenagers were shady and incompatible with his loyal and honest character.

"Brother Anbei, it's time to make up your mind."

Wang Yu urged: "If we make up our mind early, we can find the loopholes earlier and make up for them one by one..."

Zhao Zhongzhen also nodded in agreement.

Neither of them thought highly of the students in the Imperial College.

No, it was the entire Bianliang City that disliked the students.

The behavior of the rural soldiers after entering the city fell into the eyes of those who were interested. They were scattered in the city. The sergeants searched everywhere, but only a small part was found.

These country soldiers are not bad!

As for the students... aren't they representatives of the powerless people?

Shen An stood with his hands behind his hands, watching Guoguo sitting on the swing, being pushed by Aunt Chen, and smiled slightly, and said: "It takes one year to grow valleys, ten years to grow trees, and a hundred years to grow people. The Song Dynasty needs young men with both civil and military skills. It needs those Young men who don’t despise warriors, so... don’t underestimate them.”

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When Zhao Zhongzhen returned home, Zhao Yunrang called him for questioning.

"He refuses to lie?"

Zhao Zhongzhen said with a bitter face: "Weng Weng, not only did he refuse to cheat, he also said that he would teach the students of the Imperial Academy to become talented people with both civil and military skills. But... Weng Weng, how can there be such a thing as being both civil and military? Han Qi said it was civil and military. He is good at both things, but in the battle formation he is not as good as a scholar who has not passed the Jinshi exam...but apart from him, are there any people in the Song Dynasty who are good at both civil and military skills?"

The Song Dynasty had a clear distinction between civil and military affairs, no, it was a distinction between military and civil affairs.

A warrior is a warrior, don't cross the line.

Di Qing just crossed the line and dared to sneak into the Privy Council, and then he was killed.

But civil servants don't have this taboo. They can be men or women... no, they can be civilized or military.

That's why military attaches led troops to fight, but regulations and strategies were strange things decided by civilian officials.

Gotta hit here!

Hold on, persistence is hope!

withstand! Reinforcements are coming soon!

What kind of bullshit is dangerous? If you don't attack, I will kill you like a chicken!

Oh, and the Emperor.

Before the war, the court will also send a formation map, and your son can only fight according to this formation map. If you make a mistake, the supervisor will kill you.

Yes, there are also supervisors!

Under such a system, civil servants feel like a fish in water, and they are full of energy, not to mention their ability to guide the country.

Zhao Yunrang sighed for a long time, "There are people who are both civil and military, and there are quite a lot of them."

Zhao Zhongzhen asked curiously: "Where is it, Weng Weng?"

In Zhao Zhongzhen's impression, the so-called civil and military skills are fake.

Zhao Yunrang said calmly: "There were many during the Han and Tang Dynasties. The literati at that time could kill enemies when mounted, and herders when dismounted..."

Zhao Zhongzhen frowned and said: "Weng Weng, there are many people...the prime ministers and ministers also seem to boast that they mount their horses to kill enemies and dismount their herdsmen..."

The highest goal of literati is to assist the king to achieve prosperity, but there will definitely be killing in this process.

Therefore, being both civil and military is their ultimate dream.

Even if they know they are not good at it, they can hypnotize them. After being hypnotized again and again, they firmly believe that they are both civil and military.

So they began to invite Ying to lead the army in battle, and then began to point their fingers with confidence.

Then……

"Zaifu?"

Zhao Yunrang waved his hand, and Asu stopped beating his back and helped him cover up his clothes.

But Zhao Yunrang pulled back the hem of his clothes and said nonchalantly: "This is my grandson, what are you afraid of!"

The old gangster didn't care that his bare breasts would affect his image. He said in a very sullen voice: "Those prime ministers are talking nonsense!"

He said disdainfully: "Let alone mount a horse to kill the enemy, they are not even herdsmen, they are just a group of liars."

Zhao Zhongzhen was surprised, but Zhao Yunrang did not feel that he was instilling negative information into his grandson, and instead raised his voice.

"Who dares to say that he is both civil and military? Who dares to say that I will beat him to death? Beat him to death and beat such a shameless dog to death. I think even the officials will think that I am doing harm to the people."

Zhao Zhongzhen felt something was wrong, "Weng Weng, but...but..."

"What a fart!"

Zhao Yunrang scolded: "I just want to suppress the warriors. Let alone kill the enemy, they won't even kill chickens if I ask them to!"

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"Today it's your turn to kill the chicken."

A student stood in the kitchen with a tied rooster at his feet.

The cook has been instructing a student to kill a chicken every day recently, and he has already become impatient, so he said coldly: "First pull off the chicken feathers on the neck, pinch the neck behind the neck, and then cut it with a kitchen knife...definitely The blood vessels must be cut, otherwise the rooster will not die and will be tossed around..."

The student was at a loss and said: "Students don't know how to kill chickens... I don't know how to do it..."

The cook would help at first, but after being warned, he understood what he should do.

"I can only say that I won't help you, otherwise the Imperial College will kick me out. Do you understand?"

The student was stunned, and the cook raised his eyebrows and said, "The storyteller told me that the Imperial College will not accept students who cannot kill chickens."

"Why?"

The students were timid and a little aggrieved.

The cook said proudly: "The storyteller said that you don't even know how to kill a chicken. If a family member is sick and you need to make chicken soup to replenish your health, who can you ask to kill the chicken for you? And you can't even kill a chicken to raise a child for old age..." If you don’t know how to kill, that son is not a supporter of the elderly, but a supporter of the elderly. What is that son’s name..."

The cook scratched his head and suddenly remembered, "That's called a son of retribution! Give birth to a son to retaliate against yourself."

The student knelt down with a grimace and grabbed the cock with one hand.

"Giggle!"

The rooster probably also knew that the crisis was coming, so he struggled hard and slapped the student's face with one wing.

"Help……"

More than an hour later, the student came out.

There were bloodstains on his face and his eyes were squinted. The clothes on his body were wrinkled and had blood stains in many places.

His hands had turned red, and he looked particularly dull.

He was a little absent-minded in the class that day. When class was about to end, someone suddenly came to inform him that he was allowed to go home and stay that night.

After returning home, his family members panicked when they saw him covered in blood and hurriedly asked about his well-being and the situation.

"My child killed a chicken today..."

He recalled the whole process of killing the chicken, and then gradually calmed down.

When the family learned about the rules of the Imperial College, they didn't complain, they just said it was a good thing.

Any sensible parent knows this is a good thing. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net

With the guidance of his family, his mood gradually stabilized.

This is why he was allowed to go home and sleep today.

The next morning, before dawn, he hurried to the Imperial College.

After arriving at the Imperial College, Shen An was already there, as was Guo Qian and others, but the atmosphere was a little tense.

"Did you kill the chicken yesterday?"

Shen An asked gently.

The student suddenly felt proud and raised his head and said, "Storytelling, it was the student who killed the chicken yesterday."

Shen An smiled and said: "Very good, let's return to the team."

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Happy fifth day of the Lunar New Year…….

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