The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 16 What did His Majesty the Emperor see?

If it was inconspicuous before, but when Jian Zhuang also closed his mouth, the soft snoring sound became more and more clear.

Shi Jilun, Xue Hongjian and the others looked stunned. They didn't expect that someone would dare to sleep in the first class... Especially after seeing that it was Ji Ping'an, their emotions became more complicated.

Even if you know that you lack talent in cultivation, so you decide to do badly, you should at least pretend in the early stage.

At least try hard and you won't regret it.

"Brother Ji..." Ji Pingan didn't wake up until the student sitting nearby called softly, saw Jian Zhuang standing in front and said with a smile:
"This knowledge is indeed a bit boring. I remember that when I was in prison like you, I listened to the lecturer in front of me explaining the lessons according to the script, and I also dozed off underneath."

A joke came out, immediately diluting the embarrassing atmosphere, and the Chens laughed one after another, which was regarded as a relief for Ji Pingan.

Jian Zhuang met the pair of eyes, put down the book, and changed a relaxed tone:

"Star officials are best at finding the rhythm of everything. In fact, rhythms, story books, and even lectures also have rhythms. If you keep tense, you will feel tired; if you are too loose, you will be confused...

"Therefore, the best thing is to relax. Just now we talked about a bunch of boring knowledge. As an adjustment, we should also talk about some interesting topics. Is there anything you want to hear or ask?"

Hearing this, a student boldly said:

"Senior brother, can you tell the story of Master Guoshi, the kind you can't hear in the market."

This proposal immediately attracted a lot of support. After all, every session of Sichen used to regard Master Guoshi as a spiritual idol.

Jian Zhuang thought for a while with a smile, and said:
"Then let me tell you a story about his old man when he was young. You should all know that the national teacher came from a humble background, and he met me, the first emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, at a very early age, but do you know how he met?"

Xue Hongjian recalled, raised his hand and said: "It is said that it was because of a group of bandits."

After all, he is the son of the Duke, with a wide range of knowledge.

However, most of the rest of the people were surprised when they heard this for the first time.

Jian Zhuang nodded and said with emotion:
"That's true. In the past, the emperor of the Qian Dynasty was incompetent and lawless, and bandits ran rampant everywhere, looting everywhere. The town where His Majesty the First God Emperor lived was in ruins. He fled with the refugees, but was tied up by a group of bandits on the way. The cottage was forced to become bandits, and the national teacher was also a commoner who was taken captive to the mountain, so the two got acquainted.

"At that time, the national teacher hadn't practiced yet, and he was no different from ordinary people, but he had already shown his extraordinary skills. In a short period of time, the national teacher showed his talents and became the military advisor of the village master, and the emperor also used force as the leader. People secretly conspired to seize the power of the Shanzhai by some ingenious tricks, and based on this uprising, the later uprising army came into being..."

A group of young people were fascinated and excited when they heard it.

Immerse yourself in the story.

As if returning to the troubled times where wars were raging everywhere, following the young god-emperor and the national teacher, they attacked the city together, recruited troops from a small broken village, annexed the practice, and finally unified the Central Plains.

No one noticed that Ji Ping'an's eyes gradually drifted away while sitting by the window, revealing a nostalgic look.

Not to mention that no one would know that the protagonist of the story told by the senior teacher was sitting beside him.

"...The rebel army did not have smooth sailing. The most thrilling one was the battle of Linliang."

Jane Zhuang said:
"At that time, they occupied a city in Linliang. They had limited soldiers and horses, but faced the threat of the enemy. At the critical moment, the national teacher proposed a strategy and released false news to attract the enemy to attack the city. He sat in the city to defend, and God His Majesty led the main force to attack the enemy camp.

"This strategy is extremely risky. If it succeeds, the rewards will be great. But if the national teacher can't defend it, not only will he die, but the family fortune he managed to build will also be ruined. However, the two still gambled, but when the enemy soldiers came to the city Only then did the national teacher discover that the opponent's strength far exceeded expectations, and it was impossible to defend."

Hearing this, a group of students became nervous, and someone said:
"and then?"

Jian Zhuang said: "Therefore, the Master of the State Division ordered that the enemy be let into the city, start street fighting, and use the geographical advantage to disperse the enemy army."

Someone worried: "This is too risky."

Jian Zhuang agreed:

"It's true that if you stick to the city wall, you still have a chance to retreat, but after this arrangement, the national division has no way out and can only fight to the death.

"At that time, although the old man had stepped into practice, the star official system's spells were not yet perfect, and his frontal combat power was not strong. At the most dangerous time, the soldiers in the city were almost dead, and the camp of the Chinese army was surrounded by enemy monks. , almost desperate...

"Later, His Majesty the Divine Emperor once said with emotion that if he was in such a situation, he would have no chance of winning, but the national teacher miraculously held on."

The curiosity of the students exploded: "Brother, how did Master Guoshi keep it?"

Jian Zhuang shook his head regretfully:
"I don't know. There are no records of the details of this period of history, and it has become an unsolved mystery in the practice world. No one knows what His Majesty the God Emperor saw when he led the reinforcements back. It is only rumored that the God Emperor vomited for a long time afterwards."

Gan!
A group of Si Chen looked at each other in blank dismay, and had a similar experience to Huang He and others who watched "Hua Yang Biography".

Out of chapter dog dies badly.

Suddenly, Xue Hongjian remembered something, turned to look at Ji Pingan, and asked:
"Brother Ji, do you know this secret?"

People woke up and remembered that there was a "know-it-all" who knew the life of the national teacher here, and even Jian Zhuang couldn't help but look over.

Shi Jilun said: "Yeah, brother Ji, what did the God Emperor see back then?"

Sitting by the window, Ji Pingan met his eyes, as if lost in memory: "He..."

……

……

500 years ago, Linliang City.

The sky was cloudy, the heavy city gate was opened wide, and a large group of enemy troops roared in. As far as the eye could see, there were shouts of killing, the clanging of soldiers' swords, and the sound of crying and screaming.

The former city lord's mansion is now in the "Chinese army camp".

The national teacher dressed as a scholar sits cross-legged behind the table, with bright candlelight dancing on the golden candlestick on the left, and soft armor and saber on the weapon rack on the right.

As the highest commander in the city, he didn't put on armor to go into battle, nor did he run away in a hurry. He just sat cross-legged as usual, carefully wiping a small sapphire sword the size of a palm with a silk handkerchief.

"boom!"

The door was slammed open, and the shouts of killing became clear, and a general rushed in, knelt down and clasped his fists:
"Military division! The enemy army has entered the city, and according to your order, it has been dragged into street fighting."

He didn't look up, and said calmly, "Got it."

The general hesitated to speak, so he had to leave quickly when he saw this.

He put the cleaned small sword on the table, picked up the second sword and continued to clean it.

Not long after, the general pushed the door open again and entered, his armor stained with blood:

"Military division! We can't take it anymore, the soldiers below have already fled, the enemy is too strong, we..."

"Understood." He still didn't look up, his tone was still calm and indifferent, and he didn't even mess up the movement of wiping the little sword.

The general stood there for a moment, sighed, gritted his teeth, said yes, and left.

After a while, the general was covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, his body was filled with gunpowder smoke, and he almost fell in, crying:

"Military division! They have already rushed towards the camp, let's go, we can't wait for the king to come back."

"Got it." His tone was still flat.

This time, the general's eyes were wide open, and the deep disappointment in his eyes was slightly gone. He didn't say a word, but finally cupped his fists and left the camp with the remaining soldiers and fled towards the distance.

Soon, everyone in the entire camp had fled, leaving him sitting alone in the big tent.

But he was still wiping the little sword meticulously, as if turning a deaf ear to the approaching shouts of killing, his movements were so gentle and careful, as if treating the closest lover.

Finally, when he wiped the last small sword to a bright spot and placed it firmly on the table in front of him, the shouts of killing disappeared.

He raised his head, and saw that outside the open gate there was a neat array of enemies, and a master of cultivation had already sealed off the surrounding area of ​​the camp, and nothing could get through.

"Haha, I thought it was a powerful character, but it turned out to be a turtle." A tall and fierce enemy general stepped into the hall, holding a knife in his hand, with a sneer on his face.

The opponent's flaming cloak was blown by the bitter cold wind, hunting like fire.

He said calmly: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The enemy general smiled and said, "Are you waiting to surrender?"

He shook his head, did not explain, just closed his eyes, and the next second, the twelve sapphire flying swords placed on the long table in front of him suddenly turned into gray shadows and disappeared.

There is only piercing screams bursting like thunder in the ears.

……

In the school, Ji Pingan said calmly, facing a series of searching gazes and immature face:
"He saw a dead city and a Beijing temple."

　Thanks to Li Shipu for the five hundred points reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)