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Chapter 382 Sima Yi in Donglai ([-])

Enter the North Sea Country!Everything in front of me began to gradually undergo a huge change!
The farther east you go, the denser the population, the wider the roads, the more concentrated the village pavilions, and the scenes of early autumn everywhere, people are busy and full of happy smiles on their faces.

A carriage was parked in the middle of Beihai Kingdom, with a ferry in front, and countless ships were busy transporting to both sides.

A 12-year-old black-clothed boy with a white face stepped out of the carriage. The boy had eagle eyes, prominent facial features, and a gloomy expression.

Then he walked down a middle-aged scribe in blue clothes in his thirties. He looked weak, but his body always gave people an inexplicable killing intent, as if he could draw out a knife to strike at any time.

The two got out of the carriage, and they were very curious to see the constant yelling from the upper reaches, and the large construction site where Qi Li was carrying logs and driving stakes to compact the ground.

"Master, I don't know what the people in Marquis of Weihai are doing?" The boy in black asked the middle-aged scribe with curious eyes.

The scribe stroked his beard and said, "It's like building a bridge!"

"Building a bridge?" The boy in black was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"It's unlikely, Master. The river is so wide that ordinary bridges can't be built at all. If it's a pontoon bridge, it's not right, it's too elaborate and wasteful."

"Just ask and you will know. The reason why I brought you here this time is to see what is unusual about Donglai. You are still young, and you will go to many places in the big man to practice and increase your knowledge. It will be helpful for you to become an official in the future. Don't be in a hurry. Fight against the heroes of the world, people, being strong for a while is not strong, but being strong for a lifetime is really strong." The young scribe walked to the construction site.

A sly gleam flashed in the eyes of the boy in black, and he returned to normal immediately, and then his face was gloomy again, as if he had never been happy, or had never encountered anything worthy of his joy and excitement.

"Who are you, this is an important construction site, don't get close, leave quickly!" Two soldiers rushed to block the two of them.

The two soldiers saw that they were wearing fine clothes and noble ornaments, so they just persuaded them with good words, and did not drive them away with swords or guns.

The black-clothed boy cupped his fists at the two of them and said, "I'm coming from Jizhou, and I'm going to visit Donglai College in Huangxian County. I passed by here, and I'm curious to see it."

When visiting the academy, the two soldiers glanced at their carriage from a distance, whether it was a great Confucian or some other noble person.

Then he explained kindly: "This is a bridge built by the Ministry of Industry. With this bridge, there will be no need to ferry across the river in the future. It's not a coincidence that you will be able to complete the work in more than a month, and you can go from the bridge in person. Putting on the carriages and passing by, saving a lot of ferry fees."

"Such a long bridge can be built in more than a month?" The boy in black and the middle-aged scribe were shocked.

This river is not an ordinary creek, and it is impossible to build a permanent long bridge.

Now the sergeant actually said that it would be ready in a month or so.

The pier hasn't been finished yet, how can it be completed in just over a month.

"Of course! This is what the Fujun himself said." The sergeant proudly puffed up his chest, and then said humanely to his opponent:

"If you have nothing to do, don't stay here for too long. There are rough people here, and accidents are easy to happen. Let's cross the river quickly!"

"Thank you so much!" The man in black bid farewell with his fists cupped, and then returned with the middle-aged scribe.

The carriage was caught up with the big ship and consigned, and soon the two continued on the road.

The official roads are getting wider and wider, and there are people practicing martial arts in every village and pavilion they pass, manipulating wooden spears, stabbing and retracting non-stop, everything is orderly.

The two were emotional again.

All the people are armed!

This Marquis of Weihai has great ambitions.

There are almost no decent rivers in Donglai County, and they all go smoothly to Huang County.

Looking at the Xu Ding base camp, which is not tall and strict, the two of them were in a daze.

"What can Zhong Da see?" The middle-aged scribe asked, pulling back the curtains on the horse formation.

The young man in black said: "Master, under the rule of the Marquis of Weihai, the outside is tight and the inside is loose, the soldiers are in the territory, the people are safe inside, the order is orderly, the people are prosperous, the business is prosperous, the roads are wide and smooth, there is no such thing in the world."

"That's right! That's why he is number one in the world. I'm afraid your official career won't go well in the future!" The middle-aged scribe said jokingly, half-eyed.

"Master, you said that I am still young, maybe the world will be peaceful when I become an official." The black-clothed boy smiled, but the smile he squeezed out was not pleasant at all.

The two found an inn to stay, and inquired about the situation in Huang County, before going to Donglai College the next day.

Seeing the name card handed over by the two, Wu Anguo returned it, and then said: "People can go in, but the carriage is left behind!"

"Why is this? My master is a great Confucianist in the world. Even the envoys and government lords of the states and counties have to greet them in person and pick them up with chariots and horses." On the hilt of the sword, he stared at Wu Anguo.

There is a posture of being a teacher to drive away humiliation and draw a sword to kill him.

Wu Anguo snorted coldly, stood back at the sentry post, raised a sledgehammer and said, "There is no reason, the rules of the academy are like this, let alone you and your master, it is Mr. Kang Cheng, Bo Jie, or my master Confucius There is no precedent for being admitted to the hospital by carriage or horse, so isn't any of them more noble than you?"

Not to mention that after Wu Anguo entered the academy and became the head of the security section, he also learned a lot of words and phrases.

Seeing this, several students from the college clapped their hands and said, "Okay! General Wu said well, General Wu is mighty."

This is a general?
The boy in black and the middle-aged scribe were a little surprised, and looked at Wu Anguo again.

Seeing his majestic body, majestic expression, and a sledgehammer, showing his strength, the two of them were secretly speechless.

Maybe this is too extravagant, a senior general in the army will be the guard, how rich are your generals.

Seeing more and more Donglai students coming over to point and point, the middle-aged scribe and the boy in black frowned slightly, and finally the middle-aged scribe patted the boy in black on the shoulder and said, "Zhongda, do as the Romans do, it won't be long before the world collapses." , we are not so delicate."

The boy in black kept Wu Anguo firmly in mind, then got off the carriage and walked into Donglai Academy with the middle-aged scribe.

Came to the teacher's office area, asked about Cai Yong's office, and finally found Cai Yong's place.

"Well! Kong Ming..."

Cai Yong was a little surprised to see the middle-aged scribe.

"Hu Zhao met Mr. Bo Jie, and he took the liberty to visit. Mr. Bo Jie, don't dislike him." It turned out that the middle-aged scholar was Hu Zhao Hu Kongming from the Hu family in Yingchuan. Vulgar fame.

"Hahaha! I'm happy that Kong Ming can come, so I'm not in a hurry, come in quickly..." Cai Yong didn't expect Hu Zhao to come to the academy, and he was also pleasantly surprised, so he hurriedly invited him in.

Hu Zhao followed in, and the boy in black bowed to Cai Yong and said, "Sima Yi in Hanoi has met Mr. Bo Jie!"

"Sima Yi? Could it be that you and Sima Jiangong..." Cai Yong looked up and down at the boy in black.
The boy said: "It's my father!"

(End of this chapter)