The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Chapter 202
A few days ago, outside the county town, a small rural school was built.

There are often immature reading sounds coming from inside.

This is a suggestion of a joke, since he is idle anyway.

Seeing that the local teenagers and children can only herd cattle and sheep, and can't even write their own names, Xi Mi decided to teach them to read and write.

He wanted to plant a fire for scholars in Bingzhou.

This is an extremely bold idea, but it also violates a big taboo.

The reason why aristocratic families can become aristocratic families is because they monopolize knowledge and education and do not allow outsiders to get involved.

Whether it is a court official or a local official, [-]% of them come from aristocratic families.

In the Han Dynasty, officials were selected by the procuratorial election, and they were recommended to the imperial court through the inspection and selection of local officials, and then they were granted official positions after examination and assessment by the imperial court.

Officials from all over the country are almost all former students of famous families, and most of the recommended Xiaolian and Maocai are children of famous families.

Under the vicious circle, the way to become an official is monopolized by the aristocratic family.

Those cold-clothed scholars who are proud and unwilling to attach themselves can only end up in poverty and lose their talents.

Xi Ce once knelt in the snow for three days in order to pay homage to Xun Yu's family. If Xun Yu hadn't spoken out, he would have died that winter.

Master of Heaven and Earth.

Just five words are enough to explain the ancient people's respect for teachers.

Nowadays, the play strategy has not been instructed by the respected teacher, so he opens a rural school to teach people and teach people knowledge.

This violated the oath when he was apprenticed to the teacher. It is a rebellion against the scriptures. Once it is spread, it will definitely be shameless and reviled by other scholars.

But the joke really did just that, and he didn't care about anyone's eyes.With the support of Yan Xin and Lu Bu, individual voices of opposition in the county were quickly suppressed.

The establishment of the school quickly spread throughout the county, and everyone in the area knew about it.

But when it came to the first day of school, the children sitting in the school hall could be counted with one hand.

The common people all know the date of the start of school, but no one is willing to send their own dolls here.

In this farming-dominated society, the thoughts of the people at the bottom are very simple and sad.

They subconsciously feel that those who can read and write can only be treated by the masters, and the peasant dolls are not worthy of the word "reading".

This is blasphemy and disrespect to the lords.

When the child grows up, he will go to the fields to farm honestly, eat and wear warm clothes, and then marry a housewife, which is better than anything else.

Today is La Thirty, after discussing with Wei Niang, Lu Bu decided to invite Xi Ce to have dinner at home.

Xi Ce's hometown is far away in Yingchuan, and now he is wandering alone, and Lu Bu has never regarded him as an outsider.The relationship between the two is also a teacher and a friend.

When he came, Xi Ce was giving a lecture.

Lu Bu didn't want to go in and interrupt, so he simply leaned his back against the wall and listened intently.

When Xi Ce was teaching, his accent was not like the casual conversation in ordinary times. His words were straight and round, with a long charm.

It was only later that Lu Bu learned that this was the standard reading pronunciation taught by the masters of the Taixue. It is called Yayan, also known as Zhengyin.

Taking advantage of the interval of rest, Lu Bu called out the trick in a low voice.

"Sir, today is the end of the year, and I'm here to invite you to my house."

Hearing Lu Bu's explanation of his intentions, he often refused to go to Lu's house to fight the autumn wind.

The New Year's Eve is a family reunion, so it's okay to be cheeky and mess around on weekdays, so let's not go today.

Regarding the refusal of the play, Lu Bu's method was simple and rude: "Then forgive me for being rude, and I have to carry my husband."

Xi Ce was stunned for a moment, then laughed, his eyes moist.

After getting Xi Ce's affirmative reply, Lu Bu said goodbye to him, saying that he would come back to pick him up after he finished his tour of the barracks.

Walking on the way to the barracks, there were bursts of immature voices from the school behind him, with ups and downs.

"Wheat lightly, who will be the winner?
Women and aunts.

Where is the husband?

Hit Xihu.

Officials buy horses, kings buy chariots,
Please cheer for you. "

The sound of Lang Lang's reading came to Lu Bu's ears, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he couldn't help smiling.

Maybe ten years later, this world will be theirs.

When the men in the barracks saw Lu Bu's arrival, the already lively and jubilant atmosphere became even more exciting.

On the open space that was originally used for training, hundreds of bonfires were lit, and fat sheep were roasted on them, and the aroma was overflowing.

The soldiers sat in a circle around the fire, laughed loudly, drank and punched, enjoying the rare peace.

As soon as Lu Bu sat down, Song Xianhou Cheng and other old subordinates took the initiative to toast, and then Li Feng, Jiang Jiong and other centurions from the wolf riding camp also came to join in the fun.

In terms of martial arts, these people cannot control Lu Bu together, but when it comes to drinking, Lu Bu's mind is a little wobbly after a few bowls of wine are gurgling.

Amidst the booing of the soldiers, Lv Bu used the strength of his wine to use his halberd technique, and hit the bull's-eye with three arrows from more than a hundred paces away, which won the applause of the soldiers.

Fortunately, he still has some consciousness, thinking about going back to Tuannian, he can't just get drunk here.

Lu Bu raised his wine bowl high, drank three more bowls with the soldiers, and walked out of the barracks shaking his body.

When he walked back to the county town, Lu Bu's mind was very dizzy, but his consciousness was still clear, but his steps were a little light and he didn't listen to his commands.

His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, so he decided to rest for a while before leaving.

Looking around with hazy eyes, Lu Bu took a few steps forward, sat on a stone pier by the side of the street, and quickly lowered his head.

"Hey, big man, have you heard the story of the parachutist?"

The little girl passing by saw Lu Bu, stopped suddenly, and asked curiously.

The big man in front of her bowed her head and didn't answer, so she said happily: "Then let me tell you."

She once rode on her adoptive father's neck during the triumphant return of the Han army, and saw the Wolf Riding Camp from a distance, but she couldn't remember which one was the parachutist.

However, what she didn't know was that Lu Bu didn't go back to Yanmen at all that day, but went straight to Youxi Village.

The story of the parachutist is almost familiar to the people in the county.

After the little girl heard it, she naturally wanted to be a storyteller and tell others to listen to.

The big man in front of him didn't speak, but the little girl took it as his consent.

I saw her petite body standing upright, dancing with a wooden stick that was as high as her eyebrows in her hand, playing with her, and sang softly, talking about the hero in her mind: "Bingzhou Flying General Lu Fengxian, ninety-nine years old ruler, with extraordinary physical strength, and with a Fangtian painted halberd in his hand, he is invincible in the world..."

Lu Bu, who was in a daze, opened his eyes and raised his head, a delicate face as seductive as a fox came into view, she covered her mouth and smiled softly, her eyes were like silk: "General, do you think my concubine is beautiful?"

"Diao Chan!"

Lu Bu's heart tightened, and at the same time his eyes widened, he subconsciously called out her name.

When he blinked and looked again, there was only a little girl wielding a stick in front of him.

In front of the wooden house not far away, a woman in her forties was shouting loudly to the little girl: "Xiu'er, come back for dinner soon!"

"Come on!"

The little girl threw the wooden stick in her hand and ran to the woman happily.

Seeing the little girl running away, Lu Bu shook his head, got up and walked forward.

Time to go home.

This year, the heroes who are about to shine on the stage are still dormant in the wild.

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Volume [-], Flying General.

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