Chapter 11: What is a scholar?

The soldiers surrounded and talked to Zhou Yang to say hello. Zhou Yang was talking to them, and his heart was warm. He was not brothers and had no blood relationship with them, but when he saw them, he felt at ease.

This is the friendship created by blood and fire, life and death!

As they were talking, Li Guang, Cheng Buzhi, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian, Qin Wuhui, Feng Jing and others arrived one after another. When they met, they joked and joked. When they were happy, everyone laughed loudly.

Li Guang and Cheng Buzhi went through the battle formation for a long time and had a special relationship with the soldiers. When they woke up, they rushed over to visit them. Unexpectedly, they bumped into Zhou Yang, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian and others, and Zhou Yang, they thought about it. They didn't see the soldiers for a day, and they always felt that there was something missing, so they rushed over.

The soldiers slept for a day and had not eaten yet, and were a little hungry. The soldiers who were left behind had already prepared the camp meal and could be delivered at any time. Zhou Yang ordered the camp meal, one for each person, and Zhou Yang also asked for one. Li Guang, Cheng Bu Zhi, and they were naturally no exception. They sat on the ground, ate the camp meal while joking and making fun of it.

Thousands of Han soldiers sat around. At this moment, there was no general or officer, no difference between officer and soldier, but only brotherly friendship. I let go and talk, and I let go of chatting, which was a unique and unforgettable.

After eating and drinking, he talked and laughed for a while. Zhou Yang, Li Guang, and Cheng Buzhi then parted with the soldiers. The soldiers sent Zhou Yang and the others to the gate of the camp and bid farewell. Although it was a temporary separation, they still couldn't bear to separate. This was the love of life and death.

After leaving Jianzhang Camp, Li Guang, Cheng Bushi, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian, Feng Jing, Qin Wuhui and others surrounded Zhou Yang. Li Guang spoke quickly and took the lead in speaking: "Master, you have been named Wanhuhou, the mansion is the largest and most grand, we have to go and have a look. Tonight, you have to invite us to have a banquet! Are you okay?"

These words were a bit ridiculous and felt a sense of joy. Cheng Buzhi and others shouted: "Okay!"

"Come on! Go to my mansion!" I had some fun drinking with Li Guang and the others, and Zhou Yang happily agreed.

This matter was decided. Li Guang and Cheng Buzhi surrounded Zhou Yang and headed towards Zhou Yang's "Polu Marquis Mansion".

The people were so amazing. They were crowded with heroes and all the way, causing screams from the people. A large group of people followed, pointing and talking, but no one disturbed them. They just followed them far away, and were much more rational than fans in modern society.

He walked slowly and said something else. He soon arrived at Zhou Yang's mansion. When Zhou Yang saw it, he was shocked.

I saw that there were crowds of people in front of the mansion, not a thousand, which was almost the same. When Zhou Yang left, there was no one else except the soldiers guarding the gate. Why did so many people suddenly appear at once?

"The Grand Marshal is here, the Grand Marshal is here!" Someone in the crowd was sharp-eyed and recognized Zhou Yang first.

It didn't matter if this sounded, and a moment later, the crowd immediately surrounded Zhou Yang and bowed to him: "I've seen the Grand Marshal."

Zhou Yang did not return the gift this time, but looked at the crowd in front of him. They were not ordinary people.

Some are tall and full of vigor; some are deer-headed and rat-eyed, and they are not good at first glance; some are covered with scars on their faces, and when their eyes turn, they are full of evil light... Those who practice martial arts, learn literature, and all kinds of people have nothing to do with the people, but they are like evil and illegal people.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

Zhou Yang pointed at the horse whip in his hand, his pupils shrank, and the power he had learned on the battlefield immediately appeared, and he asked.

The sound was not loud. These people could hear it in their ears, as if thunder was roaring in their ears, and they couldn't help but feel short.

"Report to the Grand Marshal, we are scholars!" The tall and energetic men stepped forward, clasped their fists at Zhou Yang, and said proudly.

"scholar?"

Zhou Yang has heard of this word countless times. It is a beautiful name for a person with great ability and extraordinary talent. He looks at the people in front of him and can't stand it no matter how he sees it.

"Master, we men, each have a abilities that are beyond our reach!" The man boasted: "From high, go with immortals, Taoism, and escape... If the Master is happy, we are willing to run for the Master and work hard for the Master."

He held his fingers, one by one, one by one, flying around the eaves and walls, the escape technique of Liujia, and the immortal arts and Taoism were so soft that he could fly. In the end, even the rooster crowed and the dog thief pulled out, holding his head and thrusting his chest, as if he was very proud of the dog thief.

The more Zhou Yang listens, the less he tastes. Isn’t this a group of liars? He is idle all day long, doing nothing, clinging to the homes of powerful and wealthy people, eating and drinking.

However, Li Guang and the others could hear their eyes radiating, and their faces were filled with red light, and they were very excited.

Li Guang, who was quick to speak, stroked his forehead, and was full of admiration: "Master, these scholars admire your reputation. Come and vote for you. Master, you can accept them and accept them. With them, if you want to do things, it will be much more convenient."

The Han Dynasty inherited the legacy of the Warring States Period, and the trend of raising scholars was prevalent. There were several great figures in the Han Dynasty who were famous for raising scholars: Ji Bu, Luan Bu, Dou Ying, Tian Fu, and Zhufu Yan all liked this.

Those rich and powerful families often compete with each other to compete and give these so-called scholars to treat them. They not only have good wine and meat to raise, but also have to pay monthly salary, as if they have too much money to spend.

What's more, they formed a deadly enemy because of fighting for the war.

Raising scholars is very expensive. In order to support scholars, some big families do things that are not enough money, which eventually leads to family destruction and death.

How many of these so-called taxis are clean? Most of them are illegal people. After killing and robbing people, they find a place to hide, and the government dare not ask.

"Shut up!" Zhou Yang admired Li Guang very much, and became very strict, and shouted loudly.

Li Guang was shocked and didn't understand what was wrong with his words. This is very suitable. Which powerful family doesn't support a few "scholars"? As the identity of Zhou Yang, it is not a problem to support him for eight hundred children.

Such a good suggestion actually scolded Zhou Yang. Did the sun come out from the west?

"You are worthy of being a scholar?" Zhou Yang pointed at the horse whip in his hand at hundreds of people and shouted loudly.

"Haha!" The man who spoke just now smiled proudly: "The general is not aware of anything. He is a righteous man and loyal man, but he is a general without considering life and death."

"Is that true?" Zhou Yang asked calmly: "Which house did you have been from before?"

"This..." The man looked embarrassed and immediately smiled: "Master, the soldier only asks about his talents, not the source, and is willing to work hard for the commander." He was avoiding the problem.

These so-called taxis are actually dogs that cannot be fed. They can go wherever they have the greatest benefits and do whatever sellers want to be honored. Among these people in front of them, they have been raised for ten or eight times, which is no longer new.

"Master, Master!" Before Zhou Yang could speak, a panic voice sounded and came from afar.

Zhou Yang knew that it was Dou Ying who had arrived when he heard this. Looking at the sound, he saw a high carriage coming quickly. Dou Ying's head was hung on the car window, his face was anxious, and his white face was covered with sweat.

"Brush!" As soon as Dou Ying arrived, the soldiers' heads were suddenly lowered, as if they were thieves, and they didn't even dare to look at Dou Ying with their eyes.

"Marquis Wei Qi!" Zhou Yang smiled and said, "What made you so anxious? But the Huns fought? They plundered your mansion?"

"No, no!" Dou Ying glanced at the crowd in front of him and sighed: "Master, you are in a high position now. If you want to raise a scholar, as long as you say it, there will be scholars coming. Why do you have to compete with the servants?"

Zhou Yangda was surprised and asked, "Why did you mean this? When did I say I want to raise a scholar? Where did I compete with you?"

"It's good if there's no! It's good if there's no!" Dou Ying was relieved and smiled: "Master, you have nothing to do with me, but you can only raise a soldier. There are 3,000 diners under your sect. Now, as soon as the news of the Master's title of a marquis came out, nearly a thousand people ran away. They said they wanted to join your sect. Master, you should give up your sect and let go."

"Ha ha!"

Zhou Yang laughed so hard that he laughed so hard that he almost fell off the horse's back: "Marty Wei Qi, Wei Qi, what's the point of you? You have so much money that you have nowhere to spend it? Look at them, which one is like a scholar? Which one looks like a scholar?"

"Master, you are not willing to agree with what you said!" The man who spoke before loudly defended: "Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated! Master, you are insulting us!"

He raised his head and chest, looking like he would rather die than be humiliated.

"Yes!" The people, whose heads were still hanging down just now, were now high, as if they were fighting a cock, showing a spirit of being a soldier who could kill and not be humiliated.

"Ge Feng!" Dou Ying hurriedly stepped forward and advised him: "The Grand Marshal doesn't mean that, don't be too careful."

"That's what I mean, I look down on you guys who crowed and thieves!" Zhou Yang pointed the horse whip in his hand on Ge Feng's nose, and his voice was very high: "Especially you, you don't feel ashamed, but rather proud. You say, which one of you is not idle, and who is not seeking shelter from a powerful family? Which one is not thinking about climbing a high branch and eating and drinking. After eating, drinking enough, and having nothing to do, you go to bully the people and enjoy it! Have I wronged you?"

The sound and color were stern, like thunder roaring, which shocked hundreds of people to look at each other and made a terrible sound.

The crowd was so angry that some people even clenched their fists, their eyes showing unwillingness, but no one came forward to refute. Zhou Yang absolutely did not wrong them, they were telling the truth.

"Ge Feng, have you ever done something to oppress good?" Zhou Yang asked loudly with the horse whip in his hand.

"This, this..." Ge Feng stuttered and answered speechlessly.

"The great commander, the scholar has to do something to overcome etiquette occasionally, which is a common human relationship." Dou Ying immediately explained to Ge Feng.

"Wei Qihou, Wei Qihou, as the Grand Tutor, you are among the three Dukes, and you actually shelter and indulge such people. Be careful, Zhidu comes to the door." Zhou Yang laughed and pointed at the crowd: "They are all diners in your house, the schooners in your mouth. I didn't say anything, they just gave up you and came to join me. You even treat them as treasures. If you have too much money to spend, you might as well take some out to help the army! In the Great Wall, countless soldiers died in battle, and many soldiers need money at home."

"If I had money, I wouldn't use it to support you. I would give it to the widow and orphan of the soldiers Zhan Yong!" Zhou Yang pulled the corners of his mouth, very disdainful.

It’s not Zhou Yang’s excessiveness, but the faces of people like Ge Feng are unhappy and disgusting. They are obviously illegal people, and have done a lot of bullying and good things, and they even call themselves a "scholar", which makes Zhou Yang unbearable.

Once you slapped the horse, you will enter the mansion.

"slow!"

A scholar-like soldier separated the crowd and stood in front of Zhou Yang's horse, looking unhappy: "The general is tolerant of humiliation, but who is tolerant? The general doesn't explain it to us clearly, that is to be enemies of the soldiers in the world!"

What a big hat, he actually threatened Zhou Yang with the people of the world.

A sharp light flashed in Zhou Yang's eyes. The scholar couldn't help but take a step back and almost didn't pee. It was a murderous aura fed from the heads of the Huns. Zhou Yang had a look, and it was also a murderous aura, which was not something he could withstand. It was already very good without urine.

"You have some courage and no pee!" Zhou Yang nodded slightly.

The scribe's face became even more ugly, but he retorted silently. Zhou Yang sneered: "You always say sages, I will tell you, what is sages?"

"Dare to ask the general, why do you think you are a scholar?" The scholar was so scared that he dared not speak. Ge Feng interrupted with a cold face.

"There are many heroes in the Yanhuang land. One fights a hundred people without being timid. People are not timid, and enemies will be snowed. Look at the blood of Chinese men! Men's blood is heroic and heroic, and their hearts are as strong as iron! Carrying a golden knife in his hand and wearing a white jade pendant, eating the head of the enemy's chief in a hungry manner, drinking the blood of the enemy with thirst!" Zhou Yang also answered, but sang loudly.

This song "The Man Walk" is a war song sung by soldiers from the border. Zhou Yang's voice is not so round and beautiful, but he is singing with his heart, singing a shocking momentum, which is very contagious.

"The love between children and children is abandoned, and the ambition of the vast sea is only here! A man walks thousands of miles with his sword, kills Hu Jie all the way! The battle songs fly in the vast sea, and the songs congratulate me on China! The Shanyu Wangting dances with steel swords, and the swords and swords are stained with the blood of the Huns! Set ambitions and keeps the strange qualities..." Li Guang, Cheng Buzhi, Feng Jing, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian, Qin Wuhui and others sing with Zhou Yang, singing with passion and excitement. The right hand involuntarily grasps the hilt of the sword, and the scene of fighting on the battlefield appears before his eyes again, as if he is back to the battlefield where blood is splattering.

After singing, Zhou Yang didn't speak for a long time, his chest was swaying rapidly, his mind was rippling, and he couldn't calm down. When fighting at the border, many brothers sang this song, fighting bloody battles with the Huns, and never regrets until death.

Ge Feng and the others listened to this passionate battle song, their faces turned blue and white, and they stood uneasy.

Although Zhou Yang didn't speak, he already understood the meaning very well, that is: This is the scholar!

Taking a breath, Zhou Yang forced himself to calm down, glanced at the so-called talented men coldly, and shouted: "This is a strange man, this is worthy of being a talented man! Compared with them, you are small and insignificant, and you should feel ashamed!"

Li Guang shouted loudly: "Master, the general understands what a scholar is! These people can only be called birdmen! Why don't you get out of here!"

The roar was like thunder, which made people's ears buzz, but these people were standing and not moving. Where can we find the newly rising powerful people like Zhou Yang? They would rather scold Zhou Yang and beat Zhou Yang to join Zhou Yang's mansion.

"You keep saying that soldiers can be killed or humiliated. I have scolded you and humiliated you. Why don't you get out of here?" Zhou Yang waved the horse whip in his hand and made a bang: "Where are you so angry that you would rather die than surrender?"

They all lowered their heads, silent as if they were cicadas, and they didn't dare to show their anger. The scholar was even more in a head.

"Mr. Wei Qihou, is this the taxi you raise?" Cheng Buzhida felt sorry for his huge head, and his huge head kept shaking: "They are far worse than the brothers who fought in blood! They are too farther away! Mar. Wei Qihou, I am recommended by the Queen Mother. For the sake of the Empress Dowager, I would like to advise you: Instead of raising them, it is better to take out the money to help the army!"

Dou Ying shook her head, her face changed, she wanted to speak several times, but she couldn't speak. After a long time, she sighed: "Oh!"

With a move, the car slave rushed over. Dou Ying clasped his fists at Zhou Yang: "Come on Xie Dashuai! Dou Ying finally understood what a soldier is!" He got into the carriage, and the car slave rushed away in the carriage.

He rushed over excitedly and was about to beg for mercy from Zhou Yang, asking Zhou Yang not to take in his diners, but unexpectedly, this was the ending. Sanqian diners, who had always been proud of, were not decent.
To be continued...