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Chapter 273 West Wind Tight (thirteen)

If Zhu Xi was put on the conversation between Confucius and Zilu, and if it were not counted on communication issues, Zhu Xi would probably not think that the tall and not handsome old man in front of him was his lifelong idol of Mr. Kauting.

Similarly, if Mr. Confucius entered the Five Dragons of Rain Altar of the Han Confucian master Dong Zhongshu, he would probably only think that the man on the altar who was busy dancing with a great god was a wizard, not his later scholar of Confucius.

The distance between the times, the distance between people's hearts, the distance between races, and the distance between cultures are all problems.

Just like Old Man Wu, he could not understand the mentality of the magician who scrapped a rare treasure at will, the magician had to slightly restrain some inappropriate words and deeds in front of others.

Well, in terms of Wei Ye's usual style of conduct, it seems that he has never been close to the word "following the rules".

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The Fubo General Temple has started a charity society in these days, which is much noisy than before. The people of border counties formed associations and practiced martial arts. It became a tradition for the Han Dynasty, especially Liangzhou and Bingzhou. In the Western Han Dynasty, this place was originally a forefront to fight against the Huns and had a deep martial spirit. As for the Eastern Han Dynasty, with the formation of a pattern of Qiang, Hu and Han people, the chiefs of border counties came out of Guanzhong, and they were consciously or unconsciously protected the Qiang, Hu and suppressed the Han people. The people of Liangzhou had a lower trust in these migrant officials. In the end, they could only focus on martial arts in order to protect themselves.

If the farms outside Heishui City often have formed villages with a large family as the center and a family as the bond, which can be regarded as peripheral organizations of local wealthy families in Liangzhou. However, in places like Heishui City, various forces are intertwined. At present, it seems that the combination of officials and Zoroastrianism is the most powerful. Although the traditional wealthy forces have great power on paper, it is difficult to directly transform the organization. At present, there is no room for help from the Yishu Society.

Tieshan's charity club has one advantage over other similar organizations, which is that it relies a little on Wei Ye's official identity. Therefore, this charity club cannot be considered a vibrant group or a legal organization with a license plate. Tieshan has set rules to manage a meal every three days. Some people, in order to get some advantage, come to practice with the right time.

Today, there are dense drum beats near General Fubo Temple "dong, dong, dong, dong" at the same time.

The drum beats were very fast, not as solemn and soothing as the drums that entertained the gods during the ceremony of General Fubo Temple. Those who learned a few basic movements in General Fubo Temple were the chief instructor Tieshan who listened to the explanation of playing drums in the army. It was just such a drum beat, each with three drums in the morning and evening. When the army heard the drums, they had to line up.

Of course, according to the Han system, adult civil servants and soldiers had to go to the military camp to serve Japanese military service for a period of time. However, ordinary civil servants and soldiers either served as servants in border counties or became guards in the capital. There was no real military experience, and it was far worse than old soldiers like Tieshan. As for the attention in the army, even if these civil servants and soldiers had served in military service, it was difficult to explain any truth.

Listening to the drum beat, the young people who learned art from Tieshan first came first. As for those who joined the fun of joining the funeral society, it was a big difference. However, this is the time when people are preparing to start fire in the morning. Everyone has no food in their stomachs and are disturbed by the sound of drums, some people can't help but complain.

Some people complained, and some people rushed to the General Fubo Temple as they listened to the drums. When they walked to the temple, they saw that the drums on the General Fubo Temple were carried to the front door. A young man in black and silver armor, holding a drumstick in his hand, was knocking hard.

Behind the boy, there was a man with a long and solemn green scarf, wearing a green brocade Taoist suit with a hint of Hu Feng, with his back facing them, and a roll of bamboo slips was turning in his hand.

"According to the military system of our dynasty, the drums will be beaten at the fifth o'clock in the morning, and the drums will be beaten three hundred and thirty drums, and the drums will be beaten with one horn. If this is the system of guarding the border camps, it is the top priority in training. The drums are sent and the drums are done when they hear them. If this is not the case, the military order will not be implemented. Even if Sun Wu is reborn, he will be unable to do anything in the face of the unruly soldiers. Brother Tie, what is the truth about this? "

Wei Ye flipped through the collection of military books from the bamboo slip-style terminals, and learned and sold them there. Tieshan didn't know that the military officer in front of him was much more sloppy than Zhao Kuo, who was talking about war on paper. He only felt that Wei always liked to make a copy of a book without a wordless bamboo slip that had never been finished. However, from the art of military, he could not find any mistakes. He could only nod to the unreliable noble official he surrendered to and said, "Mr. Wei said it very well."

It took about five minutes for one snare drum, and only one quarter of a minute for a three-way drum. Wei Ye stood up for a moment before saying to Tieshan: "After the three-way drum, Minzhuang, who has not been present, will not have to teach them any skillful martial arts in the future, just ask them to perform in the class. Only Minzhuang, who is in front of the temple, will have to bother Brother Tie to create a list and train them for a good job."

According to Wei Ye's view, although the military discipline of the Luoyang Northern Army has been somewhat dispersed over the years, it can barely gather in one drum. If the soldiers of ordinary prefectures and counties are trained properly, they can still gather in front of the second drum. As for the frontiers in Youji and Liang, they are naturally no more than the garrisons in these peaceful places. It can be said that they are the essence of the Han army, and they are incomparable to the civilians gathered in front of the General Fubo Temple. As long as the civilians who can reach the General Fubo Temple in the three drums, at least the attitude of joining the Yishe Society is quite correct, not just to eat for a waste.

Of course, if Wei Ye had chosen it, he would have wanted to follow Qi Jiguang's military selection technique and find some mine jobs to help the people. However, Zhangye County, as the largest grain-producing area in Liangzhou, is simply a fool to find miners. Now this speed is enough to kick the battalion twice in the eyes of those veteran generals, but in Wei Ye's opinion, those who could hear the drums and rushed to General Fubo Temple are even outstanding among the militias.

After checking with Tieshan, the people who rushed to General Fubo Temple one after another. As expected, the group of young people taught by Tieshan came the fastest and earliest. The remaining ones were mostly those in the West City who were willing to listen to Wei Ye's orders to remove the clothes of the people and do short-term work.
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