Cai Jing, who had never met before, didn't know how to face it. He would rather not meet each other than meet each other. It would be better to live with each other, but this is impossible, and the two will eventually have an intersection.

I knew in my heart that I was a tough person, and deep down I was still afraid of the old Cai who I had never seen before. What's more, if I ran to Kaifeng, Bianjing, at most I would be just a five-official official in the Cai Mansion. Even if I had great skills, I would be helpless.

Cai Yan ran to the study and wrote a letter in his handwriting. He didn't have to worry about the affairs between adults. As long as he convinced Su Mei's grandmother, he believed that Su Mei's grandmother had his own way to stay in Hangzhou.

I expressed my concern when I wrote a letter, and Cai Yan had to write a reply to express his filial piety.

"Yucai Academy" was replaced by the plaque "Hangzhou Wushu Primary School". When it was officially launched, Cai Huang specially bought firecrackers and fireworks. It was really the case. Many people outside the school were watching and watching, and they all pointed and pointed.

Su Rui shook the folding fan with disdain, pointed at Cai Hua, who was covering his ears, and said, "Isn't it laughing at others' teeth?"

Chen Tingzhi nodded quickly and said loudly to Cai Yan: "What my cousin said is that a child dares to speak out loud. It would be fine if he misleads his children, at least he would not take human life. But there are some people in this world that not only misleads people's lives, but also kills others' lives!"

Chen Tingzhi shouted loudly, and countless men and women nodded. Thinking about it, if he couldn't teach well, at most he would waste other people's life in vain. However, the "martial arts lecture hall" is different. From the name alone, others know what the child who was watching wanted to do, and they nodded in agreement with Chen Tingzhi's words.

The Song Dynasty was a commercial capital society. It was different from the agriculture-based dynasty that Cai Li knew. In addition to the school that was the right path for scientific research, there were many teachings of miscellaneous crafts and even schools that specialize in teaching miscellaneous crafts. If the military generals were listed as "Hangzhou Wushu Primary School", it would not be too shocking, but Cai Li was just a child, then it would be different.

Countless people pointed at each other, Bao Daoyi, who turned into "Sun Banxian", stood in the crowd, looking at others, and didn't know what it felt like. Who would have thought that it was the childish child who covered his ears in front of him who caused the Guangming Sect to suffer a huge loss.

The school officially opened, and pointed at the door outside the door. Except for Lu Tao being around, he was afraid to look up. None of the school gentlemen appeared outside the door. Facing everyone's ridicule, Cai Yan was not angry. After setting off firecrackers, he walked into the school with his hands on his back. In the vast courtyard, dozens of young children were waiting straight.

Looking at the Child Army Reserve sent by the old village and seeing the indifference on their faces, Cai Yan felt a little more emotion. He didn't know how the old village was trained, and he was cold and uneven, just like the death entourage around him.

I silently looked at the first group of students in front of me, and glanced at the old man with gray hair not far away, and was silent...

"From now on, you will be the first group of students in Hangzhou Wushu Primary School."

"As the saying goes, good iron does not make nails, good men do not join the army. However, when foreign enemies invade, burn, kill, loot, everyone does not join the army. Who will protect the country? Who will protect the countless good people behind you?"

"The country is the four regions, and the soldiers are blades. The soldiers are the soldiers who dare to die. Those who guard the country and protect the four regions are the soldiers who hold weapons and blades."

Cai Yan looked at the students of different heights one by one. At this moment, they were their own students. Looking at the youthful and cold expression, he sighed in his heart and barely cheered up.

"Weapons are the major affairs of the country, the place of life and death, and the way of survival and death, and must be observed..."

When he wanted to express the four sentences of Hengqu to inspire, he suddenly realized that it was the ambition of a literati and wanted to pick some words of ambition by a warrior, he felt a sense of loss. This was an awkward era of warriors. Any motivation seemed so empty, powerless, and meaningless.

A silence...

"Since the Shang and Zhou dynasties and the Six Hessias, Youyan has been the land of the Han family in the Central Plains. Although there were rebellions between the Wei and Jin dynasties and Hu people, they were finally unified by the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Now, our Song Dynasty has been established for more than a hundred years, but the land lost in the north has not been recovered."

"The wealth of the Song Dynasty is the highest in all dynasties. The Song Dynasty's soldiers are strong and powerful than others. The Song Dynasty has 1.2 million soldiers... and has not yet recovered the lost land--"

...

"Literature can govern the country and ensure stability, while literati can manage government and enrich the people, but they cannot expand their territory!"

Cai Yan snorted coldly and disdained, "What is the loss of no horse in the Central Plains? Did the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty not suffer when he unified the world from Jiangnan?

My mind was full of things, and I wanted to roar and scold my mother, but reason told him not to do anything randomly, but it was still difficult to suppress my anger and dissatisfaction.

"The literati have not been able to regain their lost land for more than a hundred years. I hope... you will regain your homeland!"

...

No matter how much I said, when the soldiers of the Song Dynasty still had to tattoo their faces, everything was so hypocritical and empty.

Hangzhou cannot recruit any boys to school, and even beggars are unwilling to get stuck. The first batch of beggars adopted by the village from Fuzhou, Quanzhou and other places. They are used to train children's soldiers. They all seem cold and uneven. Looking at them, Cai Yan was not very satisfied, but he only had these students who could teach.

It was almost noon, and the people who were watching the jokes dispersed, and the school returned to its former desertification.

At the beginning, Cai Hua thought of establishing a comprehensive school that "civilized and military affairs are equally important, and all labours are equally important". The Song Dynasty was a country with high openness. Due to its large expenditure, in order to ensure the full collection of taxes, people were not prohibited from selling and doing business, and even strongly supported it. Cai Jing had a bad reputation, and Cai Hua never thought that there would be many boys at the beginning, but he still hoped that beggars who were begging and wandering on the streets could enter the school. Not to mention whether they could pass the imperial examination or enter the officialdom, at least they had to learn some craftsmanship. If they survive in this world, they would no longer be a beggar.

The ideal is full, but the reality is cruel. No one wants to enter school. Amid everyone's ridicule and disdain, the Hangzhou Wushu Primary School officially hung a plaque. No one cares about the school bought by a child, let alone the "wushu" school that is destined to have no future.

He said that he didn't care about the ridicule of others and the disdain in the eyes of others, and he still felt lost and uncomfortable.

Cai Yan was depressed due to the current situation of the school. What was strange was that the half-grown boys sent to the old village. They seemed to be unaffected. They still did whatever they said, cold and cold with a lifeless stone.

Cai Yan has his own independent courtyard, which is very close to the school. Perhaps because the school is too tired during the day, he has already gone to bed early.

It was not clear, and Cai Hua was confused and noticed the movement. In the darkness, Lu Tao was vaguely seeing Lu Tao lifting a corner of the quilt, looking like she was about to get up. Soon, Lu Tao also saw him sitting up.

"Is the young master going to get up at night?"

Cai Yan reached out to find out his clothes and smiled and said, "It's not about getting up at night, it's about being a role model."

Lu Tao knew that he had the habit of running early, but it was only half an hour in the evening. When she saw him get up, she thought he was being held back by urine and wanted to get up to pee at night. After hearing this, she looked at the darkness outside the house and hesitated to persuade him...

"The martial arts school... Our martial artists in the Song Dynasty have good salaries, but their status is extremely awkward. The 'good men' are naturally disdainful of our school. Others look down on us, but we cannot look down on ourselves. The more we look down on us, the more we need to prove it to them. The young master is not a silver wax gun tip, and it is not useful."

Even though Lu Tao is so energetic, she knows how unbearable the school is in the mouths of others. She listens to the words, silently gets up and lights the candlelight, helping to wear clothes.

The weather was cold at this time, so I didn’t feel anything in the room. As soon as I opened the door, a cold air rushed towards me, which made people feel refreshed.

"Huh...ha--"

He took a deep breath, opened his arms vigorously, and expanded his chest. He raised his eyes and saw Shiqi holding his waist knife, leaning against the corridor column of the pavilion.

"You don't have to stay outside the gate every day, and no one dares to attack the Grand Tutor's Mansion."

Looking at the white frost mark on his body, I knew that the man in front of me had been waiting outside the door for another night, and sat on the railing with his head shaking.

"Although the old Grand Master Cai has become famous, he is still the Grand Master of the Song Dynasty. He is just a child of the Cai family. When no one is bored and killed in the Cai Mansion, there is no need to be so nervous."

...

"Seventeen is the Child Army, the Young Master follows the Dead Soldier."

...

After a moment of silence, Cai Huang stood up and patted him on the shoulder.

"The Hailong Gang has been disbanded, and the Child Army should not continue to exist, but you are your close friends, your close friends."

...

The sky was not white yet, and Green Tao was afraid that he would hit him, so he carried a lantern to guide the way. Cai Yan walked along the pavilion with a gong in his hand. Shiqi seemed to be the shadow behind him, and he was always pressing his big hand on the hilt of the knife.

After Cai Yan climbed Liuqiu Island, the more he understood the Hailong Gang, the more he felt that the Hailong Gang was not like a pirate group, but more like an overseas pioneer. This may be related to the beggars and the old and weak whom grandfather took in at the beginning.

Pirates are a special group. Pirates in turbulent times are very different from pirates in prosperity and stability.

In turbulent times, the people cannot survive, or go out to sea to avoid war disasters, often accompanied by some old and weak families. They are pirates, but rather they are pioneers who escape from war and go to sea. In the prosperous times, there are differences. Although they are pirates due to various reasons, they are pirates, or they cannot survive in poverty, or they cannot live because of crimes, or they are jealous of gold, silver and wealth flowing on the sea... At this time, most of the people who go into the sea are young and strong men.

Some pirates will rob some women and marry and have children on deserted islands, but this is not the norm for pirates. Pirates who have not tomorrow have no long-term plans. When women board the ship, it is likely to cause internal fighting among pirates. Over time, women board the ship becomes a taboo for sea ships and an ominous symbol.

The Hailong Gang is different from other pirates. There are hundreds of old and weak people who need to support them. They have to find an island that can cultivate fields and land. They have to fight with the ancient Yue barbarians on Liuqiu Island. In order to make up for the lack of youth and strongness, the Hailong Gang has to recruit more beggars from Quanzhou and Fuzhou to join, and the "Kids Army" is also emerging.

No one has discussed in detail how to cultivate a child army. Boss Su only mentioned the dungeon when he was in Jiangning. Will others go crazy in that extremely depressing environment?

Cai Yan didn't know, he knew that he couldn't last long in the dungeon where he could only hear his heart roar.
Chapter completed!