Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 512: No matter how far you go, don’t forget your original intention!
"When you go out, you must be fully prepared. I have a lot of medicinal pills here. You can take some!"

As he spoke, he picked and chose in the box.

There are a lot of porcelain bottles in the box, and they are placed rather messily.

"This is a bone strengthening pill. You can use it to practice on weekdays. I'll give you five first!"

"This is Huanglian Qingmai Pill, it can be used to detoxify!"

"This is Red Flower Blood Activating Pill, used to treat internal injuries!"

……

After Yang Zhengshan found seven or eight kinds of elixirs in a row, he picked up another porcelain bottle and said, "This is Bawei Dihuang Pill, which nourishes yin and replenishes the kidneys. Uh~~"

He suddenly realized that there seemed to be something indecent mixed in, but he still said seriously: "Well, this is made by your junior brother, so I won't give it to you, so that you won't mess around with other girls outside!"

As he said this, he put down the Eight-Ingredient Rehmannia Pill.

Seeing this, Lin Zhan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Junior brother also likes to refine these things!"

"Alas, this is all my fault for not being able to judge people well and letting him find an unreliable father-in-law!" Yang Zhengshan said helplessly.

The person they were talking about was Wang Mingzhe, who had gotten married two years ago. His wife was Sun Wanzhen, the director of the Imperial Medical Bureau. Originally, Yang Zhengshan wanted to ask Sun Wanzhen to teach Wang Mingzhe some medical skills and alchemy.

No one expected that the old man would think Wang Mingzhe was gifted in medical skills and wanted to take him as his disciple.

But Wang Mingzhe is Yang Zhengshan's apprentice, and he was raised by Yang Zhengshan. How could he snatch him away?

So he came up with a roundabout way to save the country. If his apprentice wasn't working, then he would just take in a son-in-law. As the saying goes, a son-in-law is half a son.

It just so happened that Yu Qingyi and Wang Yunqiao were helping Wang Mingzhe find a suitable partner at that time, so Sun Wanzhen asked his wife to visit the Yang family.

After the two families discussed it, they found that this was indeed a good match.

Yang Zhengshan also thought it was a good idea at first. Sun Wanzhen’s youngest daughter was the same age as Wang Mingzhe. Her appearance was not particularly outstanding, but she had pretty eyes and eyebrows. Moreover, she not only practiced martial arts, but was also familiar with various medical books.

The only thing that is certain is that he has a bit of a fierce temper, but this is most suitable for Wang Mingzhe. Wang Mingzhe's lazy temper requires someone to supervise him, otherwise this kid will sleep to death on the kang.

Having a strong-willed wife to take care of him can prevent this boy from slacking off.

For this reason, Yang Zhengshan agreed to the marriage.

The Yang and Sun families quickly arranged their marriage and they got married in June of the third year of Yanping.

The reason why Yang Zhengshan said that Sun Wanzhen was unreliable was because Sun Wanzhen always taught Wang Mingzhe some improper things.

For example, Bawei Dihuang Pills, Suoyang Gushen Pills, Wuzi Yanzong Pills, Qibao Meiran Pills, Guilu Erxian Pills and so on.

Only then did Yang Zhengshan realize that Sun Wanzhen's best medical skill was aphrodisiac techniques, and the elixirs he was best at refining were various kidney-tonifying and aphrodisiac elixirs.

But think about it, as an emperor, he has countless concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards. How can he survive without some nourishment?

The Sun family is a family of imperial physicians, so naturally what they researched the most were various tonic medicines.

After complaining about Sun Wanzhen, Yang Zhengshan continued to say to Lin Zhan: "Take all these pills with you, just in case!"

"Then I would be disrespectful to refuse it!" Lin Zhan accepted the pill.

Then Yang Zhengshan chatted with Lin Zhan for a while, and Lin Zhan said goodbye.

The next day Lin Zhan went to Yuzhou to take up his post, while Yang Zhengshan went to the Yanwu Pavilion.

The Martial Arts Pavilion today is no longer the same as it was three years ago. The previous Martial Arts Pavilion had only a hundred rooms, more than forty officials, and more than three hundred disciples. But now, it has more than a dozen pavilions, more than a thousand rooms, more than a hundred officials, and as many as one thousand five hundred disciples.

Last year alone, the Martial Arts Pavilion enrolled more than 800 disciples. Although Yang Zhengshan dared not to say that all the talents of Dayong were accepted into the pavilion, he dared to say that all the future martial arts talents of Dayong would come from the Martial Arts Pavilion.

Riding his horse to the gate of the Yanwu Pavilion Yamen, Yang Zhengshan handed the reins directly to his personal follower Li Chang behind him, and then walked into the Yamen with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

"Greetings to the Marquis!"

"Greetings to the Marquis!"

When the officials in the yamen saw Yang Zhengshan, they all bowed and saluted, and Yang Zhengshan responded with a smile and nodded.

In the past three years, he came to the Martial Arts Pavilion almost every three to five days. Although he did not do everything personally, everything in the Martial Arts Pavilion was under his control.

From officials to disciples, everyone respected him as Master Wu Zheng.

As soon as he entered the main hall of the government office, Jiang He immediately came to greet him, "My Lord!"

"Well, nothing happened these two days, right?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

Jiang He smiled and said, "My Lord, there is something that needs your personal attention!"

"What's the matter?" Yang Zhengshan saw him smile and knew it was not a bad thing.

Jiang He smiled and said, "Zhai Yunhu broke through to the fourth level of the acquired realm yesterday!"

"Oh!" Yang Zhengshan raised his eyebrows, "So fast?"

Zhai Yunhu was one of the first disciples of Yanwu Pavilion. He was born in the Wukang Earl's Mansion and was the fourth son of Wukang Earl Zhai Henian.

"It's not that fast, it's been three years!" Jiang He said.

Yang Zhengshan thought about it and agreed. That’s right. It has been more than three years.

When Zhai Yunhu joined the Martial Arts Pavilion, he already had the second level of acquired cultivation. At that time, he was almost the oldest and most highly-cultivated disciple in the Pavilion.

And now Zhai Yunhu is 25 years old, and at the age of 25 he has reached the fourth level of acquired cultivation. It cannot be said that Zhai Yunhu is not outstanding, it can only be said that Zhai Yunhu has not reached the point where it is unacceptable.

"Call him over. He is the first graduate of our Martial Arts Pavilion. I want to ask him where he wants to work!" Yang Zhengshan said.

To enter the Martial Arts Pavilion one must be 22 years old or younger and have acquired cultivation.

The requirements for graduating from the Martial Arts Pavilion are to be at least 28 years old, or to have reached the fourth level of acquired cultivation.

After graduating from the Martial Arts Pavilion, the disciples will be recommended to the Military Selection Department of the Ministry of War and appointed to official positions by the Department.

Although Zhai Yunhu is not yet 28 years old, his cultivation has reached the fourth level of the acquired realm, which means that he can graduate from the Martial Arts Pavilion at any time.

A moment later, Jiang He brought a handsome and upright young man to Yang Zhengshan's study.

"Disciple Zhai Yunhu greets Master!" When Zhai Yunhu saw Yang Zhengshan, he was shocked and knelt down and kowtowed.

All the disciples in the Martial Arts Pavilion are considered to be Yang Zhengshan’s disciples. Although they are not as close as the disciples who are taught personally, it is also a formal master-disciple relationship.

They are not only master and disciple in name but also in reality.

Although Yang Zhengshan did not stay in the Martial Arts Pavilion every day, he would go to the training ground to instruct the disciples every time he came to the pavilion. In the past, there were fewer disciples, so the disciples received more instruction from Yang Zhengshan. Now that there are more disciples, the number of times each disciple receives instruction from Yang Zhengshan has become less, and they can only receive instruction once every two or three months.

Although each instruction was just a few words, with Yang Zhengshan's cultivation and understanding of martial arts, even a few words could benefit them a lot. Of course, the most important thing was that their progress in the martial arts pavilion was indeed much faster than when they practiced at home.

This is because of the spiritual spring water, but they don't know the existence of the spiritual spring water, so they can only blame it on Yang Zhengshan's guidance.

Therefore, the disciples especially respect Yang Zhengshan for his guidance.

Yang Zhengshan laughed, stretched out his hand to help Zhai Yunhu up, and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad! You are the first disciple to graduate from our Martial Arts Pavilion. From now on, you are the senior brother of the Martial Arts Pavilion!"

"My disciple's progress in cultivation is all thanks to the guidance of the master!" Zhai Yunhu said a little embarrassedly.

Yang Zhengshan patted his shoulder and said, "How about it? Is there any government office you want to go to? Shangwu Temple, Imperial Guards, Border Army, as long as you are willing, wherever you want to go, your teacher will personally write a letter of recommendation for you!"

What kind of official position a disciple who graduates from the Yanwu Pavilion can obtain depends mainly on two factors. The first is the recommendation letter from the Yanwu Pavilion. The Yanwu Pavilion naturally knows the person's ability best, so all disciples of the Yanwu Pavilion will receive a recommendation letter from the Yanwu Pavilion when they graduate.

The second factor is to look at the Military Selection Department of the Ministry of War. After all, the Military Selection Department is responsible for examining the rank, selection, promotion, and rewards of military officers.

Zhai Yunhu thought about it, and then said: "Disciple wants to go to the border army!"

"Border Army! Why do you want to go to the border army?" Yang Zhengshan looked at him in surprise.

Compared with Shangwu Temple and the Imperial Guards, the life of the border troops is undoubtedly more difficult.

Read the error-free version at 69shuba! 6=9+shu_ba is the first to publish this novel.

"Disciple wants to make a contribution!" Zhai Yunhu said with a firm look.

Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly, probably understanding what he was thinking.

Although Zhai Yunhu was born in the Wukang Marquis's Mansion, he was only a concubine's son, and the wealth of the Wukang Marquis's Mansion had little to do with him.

If the Wukang Marquis's Mansion was divided, the most he could do was get some land and become a rich man.

Wu Kangbo could only provide him with very few training resources and connections. If he wanted to stand out, he could only fight on the battlefield.

The Twelve Battalions of the Imperial Guards rarely have opportunities to make meritorious service, but the Shangwu Temple does have many opportunities to make meritorious service. However, the Shangwu Temple is more like a government office of the imperial court, not an army.

"Which border town do you want to go to?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

Zhai Yunhu thought for a moment and said, "Master, is Chongshan Town okay?"

Yang Zhengshan laughed and said, "I don't recommend you go to Chongshan Town."

"Why?" This time it was Zhai Yunhu's turn to be confused.

Yang Zhengshan said with a smile: "Because there are too many elite soldiers and generals in Chongshan Town, it will be difficult for you to stand out if you go there!"

Zhai Yunhu wanted to go to Chongshan Town, obviously because of his relationship, after all, Yang Zhengshan came out of Chongshan Town.

But can Zhai Yunhu make a name for himself in Chongshan Town?
The answer is very difficult!
Today, Chongshan Town is not the one with the largest number of troops among the nine border towns of Dayong, and it may not be the most powerful one, but if we talk about the number of warriors, Chongshan Town is definitely the well-deserved first town.

Zhai Yunhu thought about it and felt that this was true. Yang Zhengshan had stayed in Chongshan Town for so many years and had brought with him numerous elite soldiers and generals. If he went there, how could he stand out among so many elite soldiers and generals?

"How about this, you go to Beiyuan Town. I think there will be a big war between Beiyuan Town and the Wulianghu tribe. It shouldn't be difficult for you to make a contribution!"

"But a war means danger, you have to think carefully!"

Yang Zhengshan reminded.

Zhai Yunhu said with a resolute look: "I will forge ahead without hesitation and will never disobey Master's instructions!"

"Very good! It's good that you have this determination!" Yang Zhengshan looked at him approvingly.

If you want to make a contribution, you must first be prepared to die in battle, and advance forward courageously and fight to the death. This was the slogan Yang Zhengshan shouted on the battlefield, and it is also the belief described in "Military Training Records".

Walking to the desk, Yang Zhengshan wrote a letter of recommendation in a very eloquent manner.

"Go ahead, even though you are thousands of miles away, don't forget your original intention!"

Yang Zhengshan handed the letter of recommendation to Zhai Yunhu and encouraged him.

Zhai Yunhu's heart surged with emotion, "Disciple bids farewell to Master!"

He knelt down and kowtowed again.

After leaving the Martial Arts Pavilion, it would be difficult for him to see Yang Zhengshan again, and if he went to Beiyuan Town, he might not be able to return for several years.

For a moment, Zhai Yunhu's mood was very complicated. He felt grateful, reluctant, expectant and nervous about the future. It was a mixture of all kinds of emotions.

"Go ahead. It won't be long before many of your fellow apprentices will leave the Martial Arts Pavilion!" Yang Zhengshan said as he helped him up.

"Yes, take care, Master!"

Zhai Yunhu bowed and left the study.

Yang Zhengshan looked at his back, stroked his beard and smiled.

In fact, he was not familiar with Zhai Yunhu. There were so many disciples in the Martial Arts Pavilion, it was impossible for him to be familiar with every one of them.

But this did not prevent him from having expectations for Zhai Yunhu.

……

While Yang Zhengshan was instructing his disciples in their training at the Martial Arts Pavilion, Emperor Yanping was furious in the imperial study in the imperial city.

With a bang, Emperor Yanping slammed his fist on the desk.

"Damn it! Why do they dare to do this? Why do they dare to do this?"

Emperor Yanping shouted angrily.

In the study, all the eunuchs knelt on the ground in panic, not daring to raise their heads.

In front of the desk, Wang Zhongzhi also knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, please calm down!"

"Calm down!" Emperor Yanping glared at Wang Zhongzhi, "How can I calm down when these rats do such utterly unscrupulous things?"

In recent years, Emperor Yanping has made great progress in cultivating his energy and rarely gets angry.

But today he really couldn't hold back the anger in his heart.

What made him so angry was the attack on the city by pirates from Yuzhou.

"Your Majesty, the most urgent task is to get to the bottom of this matter and bring all the evildoers to justice to comfort the souls of tens of thousands of innocent people!" Chen Zhongshu also advised.

Emperor Yanping took a deep breath, calmed his anger, and then slowly sat down in the chair.

"You all get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)