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Chapter 4

Staring at the barbarians who were getting closer and closer, Huo Qubing's breathing became more and more rapid.

This is the boy's first time fighting.

He wasn't afraid, and he didn't even know why. There was still an inexplicable excitement in his gut.

"Young Master, the enemy is approaching, do you need to fight him?" someone next to him asked quietly.

"There's no rush, just wait."

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, and when the barbarians approached, they heard the young man shout loudly, holding a spear in his hand, and galloped out on the Zhaoye Jade Lion.

The war is about to break out.



Chengguan.

Xie Yuan looked at the sky, a flash of anxiety in his eyes.

It's almost dark, why haven't you come back yet?

Did it fail?

When he was about to get on the donkey to find out what was going on, a loud neighing sound of a horse suddenly came from the distance.

"Great victory in Youzhou! The Tartars have retreated! Great victory in Youzhou!"

"We won, we won!"

"Young master Huo is mighty! Xie Xiaolangjun is mighty!"

"..." "..."

Noisy cheers spread from far to near, and a young man in bright clothes and an angry horse, holding a spear in his hand, reined in his horse and stopped in front of him with excitement.

"Lord, we won! Those barbarians were driven away!"

Xie Yuan smiled and was about to say something when he heard a scolding coming from a distance——

"Bold! How dare you recruit troops privately? You are trying to rebel!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw a group of people wearing official robes and black hats riding horses in the distance.

The leaders of the group stared at Xie Yuan with strange expressions, and the one who kept scolding Xie Yuan was the official who had killed the old man before.

"If my lord hadn't recruited soldiers and horses, driven out the Tartars and snatched back their property, Youzhou would have turned into a hell on earth long ago!" Huo Qubing chuckled,

"As a parent official of Youzhou, it is okay for the family to not care about the people. Several officials fled before the battle, not even leaving their soldiers and horses behind, leaving the people to flee alone. The life you have been waiting for is really precious."

Xie Yuan clicked his tongue, and those officials were also speechless.

Unexpectedly, General Huo turned out to be a poisonous tongue.

"Who are you, who dare to lecture the imperial officials?" The leader of the Youzhou governor came back to his senses and laughed.

"I am the Huo family in Taiyuan, Huo Qubing, Sanlang of the Huo family." Huo Qubing stared at him and chuckled, "Why, the official wants to punish me for disrespect?"

Assassin Shimo.

The top-grade Taiyuan Huo family, no matter whether it is true or false, is really not to be messed with.

but……

This does not mean that he cannot punish the sins of those around him.

"Xie Yuan, what crime do you deserve if you recruit soldiers without permission?" He asked coldly with a straight face.

These people are quick to run and get information quickly.

Therefore, these officials are fully aware of every move made by Xie Yuan and the others.

Even the life experience of Xie Yuan, the governor of Youzhou, was revealed.

He is just a boy from a poor family who is accustomed to the Xie family name. He can't cure Huo Qubing, so he can't just cure Xie Yuan.

The people and soldiers behind Xie Yuan had already stopped smiling.

Yes, people without real power who recruit soldiers privately will be punished.

Xie Yuan was about to speak when he heard the governor say quietly: "Haosheng replied, I think you are the son of the Xie family, so I will spare your life."

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Xie Yuan.

If he answers well, he can escape the death penalty;

If he doesn't answer well, he will be questioned and killed by the Queen of Autumn.

Xie Yuan took a deep breath, smiled, and bowed slowly——

"When it comes to privately recruiting soldiers and horses, the common people are indeed guilty of death. But if it is just about repelling the Tartars, the common people are not guilty of death."

The governor nodded, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

This kid is on the right track.

"What kind of person is not guilty of death?"

"The barbarians invaded, and the governor asked for help from the imperial court, and ordered the common people to recruit soldiers and horses. The common people followed the governor's orders to repel the Tartars, and the governor could write a successful report, report to the imperial court, and allocate funds for disaster relief."

"Okay, okay, okay!" After hearing this, the governor laughed loudly and said three good words in succession, and the murderous aura in his eyes completely dissipated.

The people didn't understand why, but Huo Qubing was so angry that his ears almost turned red.

What and what.

The Lord worked so hard, but in the end, he had no choice but to blame the dog officer for repelling the Tartars, making him the great hero.

That's too much.

Finally, the governor dismissed all Xie Yuan's troops, and then leisurely led his men to write a victory report.

Xie Yuan returned to the villa and continued to prepare for the academy meeting.

Huo Qubing felt sorry for him, but Xie Yuan smiled and said, "Let him write it. From now on, he will know what achievements he can take on his shoulders and what achievements he cannot take on."

"??Master, what do you mean by this?"

"Mean surface."

Huo Qubing: "..."

Although, I always feel that that bullshit governor will be very unlucky in the future.

The governor reported a great victory in Youzhou, and the court was deceived, but the people of Youzhou were not fools.

They saw what happened that day and realized what was going on when they returned.

So not long after, the news that Xie Yuan was robbed of his merits without any complaints spread among the people, and he became a slightly famous figure in Youzhou.

And so, on the day the academy opened, a large number of children from poor families came uninvited and wanted to be his guests.

Xie Yuan was stunned for a moment, then observed their character and knowledge, and finally left ten.

The academy was opened in a hurry and has not yet been named.

The disciples asked Xie Yuan what his name should be. Xie Yuan thought about it for a moment, then picked up the pen and wrote down the word Longgang.

"Lord, what do you mean by this?" Huo Qubing looked at these two words and felt that they were very overbearing.

"On the hill, there is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. It only makes a sound when it is silent. It is a blockbuster. Therefore, it is called Longgang." Xie Yuan smiled slightly.

Huo Qubing realized.

Oh, that's how it is.

"Then the academy wants to recruit scholars?"

"Only from poor families."

"Only accepting poor families?"

"Only from poor families."

After word spread that Longgang Academy only admitted students from poor families, it quickly attracted the attention of major families in Youzhou.

When they found out that it was Xie Yuan who opened the academy, they looked down upon the academy even more.

As expected, low-class people can only mix with low-class and poor families.

Although they thought so, they still wanted to find out.

No, troublemakers are here uninvited.

In November, it rained in Youzhou, and the weather suddenly became much colder.

Every household put on last year's thin coats, and those who couldn't afford them had to collect some reeds and come back to sew new clothes in a hurry.

They can't even pick reeds, so they can only huddle in the dilapidated ancient temple.

On the 4th, a group of very well-dressed people stopped in front of Longgang Academy.

They came from Fanyang.

The young man at the head gathered up his big cloak, rubbed his hands and held an umbrella, and slowly raised his head.

Looking at those four powerful characters, he unconsciously read out loud——

"Longgang Academy..."

What a good handwriting.

There was a hint of wonder in the young man's eyes.

"How can an academy run by a humble boy from a poor family be so good?" A middle-aged man next to him sneered.

The young man was silent.

My father just couldn't let go of his prejudice against poor families.


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