The two of them didn't look at each other for long before Lu Han called him back for dinner. Mr. Wang in the right room was also invited to join them.
Mr. Wang's real name is Wang Chang. He was originally a down-and-out scholar in a market town. He was almost fifty years old. He had no wife or children. He lived alone in a dilapidated big house. He farmed twenty acres of thin farmland and barely made ends meet by writing letters for him. , the ci, Fu, classics and meanings required to recruit scholars in the dynasty were very common. But because of his good popularity, he was recommended by Xu Jin to become a teacher.
Guo Ning respected Wang Chang very much, not because of his knowledge, but because the scholar was not pretentious.
Guo Ning came to Shu Xiu and asked him to teach the soldiers how to read, so he taught him. Guo Ning asked him to talk less about Confucian scriptures, not to touch Buddhas and elders, let alone talk about exegesis and textual research, and he agreed one by one with a smile, and he would not do it. Exceeding the rules. This style is very different from ordinary Confucian scholars. It is more like a businessman who collects money to do things and returns one code to another.
The results of Wang Chang's teaching are very good. After more than two months, most of the disciples can recognize two to three hundred characters and can easily write. Some young people with better foundation can even look up the "Da Ming Calendar" by themselves.
After being summoned by Guo Ning, Wang Chang rushed over excitedly, thinking that he could eat something good, but he saw that Guo Ning's food was no different from other people's. He had to carefully select something, but only the broth in the big black pottery bowl had more oil and water. .
The old scholar saw this and didn't say much. After a while, he finished his meal with a smile, holding a big bowl of hot water, and chatted with Guo Ning and Lu Han.
At this time, footsteps were shouting outside the courtyard. It was the teenagers who had returned with the fallen hot air balloon. It landed so fast, and it seemed that there was something wrong with the design of the balloon. The teenagers were shocked by the flight, and at the same time, they were also shocked. They all lamented that the preparations were a bit hasty after all.
There was a thin boy who kept saying as he walked: "We tied the stove with ropes, but the fire was blown by the wind and the ropes were easily burned! Next time I make a balloon, I have to find a way to keep the ropes. Otherwise, you won’t be able to fly very high or for long!”
After taking two steps, he asked his companion: "Or, weave a bamboo basket to hold the stove? Use the long ears extending on both sides of the bamboo basket to hang ropes? The stove also needs to be modified, and guards need to be added on both sides of the damper..."
His companions ignored him. It was difficult for most people to think of these details after they were so excited. They were all shouting. It was a pity that there was too little silk used to sew the balloons, and it was a pity that there was only this amount of raw lacquer used to smear on the balloons to prevent air leakage. A little, otherwise just this time, you can make a huge balloon, even more majestic than this one.
As they passed by the side hall on the left one after another, they talked extra loudly, as if they were talking to Guo Ning.
Guo Ning chuckled twice, but ignored it.
As soon as Ni stood at the door, he glared at them and told them to leave quickly.
Previously, Guo Ning and the Yu family of Xinqiao Camp worked together to restore Baojia and agreed that the newly established Baojia would be responsible for the military pay of the Anzhou volunteers.
Guo Ning's expectations were only the numbers obtained by the northern Xinjiang division army. After all, the defeated soldiers had cultivated fields along the border trenches. As long as they had a few fields, they would not starve to death. The Baojia was just a supplement. Unexpectedly The Yu family planned to take this opportunity to harvest the old foundation of the surrounding local tycoons, and abruptly raised the standard of military pay required from external parties to two guans per month, nine dou of rice, five liters, and four bolts of silk.
Wang Shixian really got back 70% of it with nothing.
Guo Ning was also unambiguous. After deducting the necessary balance, the actual monthly military salary he distributed to the soldiers was more than double what everyone received from the imperial court when they were in northern Xinjiang. The soldiers first saw
When I saw the yellow copper coins and the white corn, I couldn't believe it was true.
The subordinates around Guo Ning were treated the same as the regular army. Most of these young men were the relatives of the leader of a certain tribe, and there was no pressure to support their clansmen, so they had plenty of money.
So they were able to collect the silk they had received in the past two months, ask the women in the base camp to sew it into the shape of a balloon, and beg some raw lacquer from Li Ting, and hurriedly made up such a balloon.
hot air balloon.
Once you succeed once, you will naturally want to do it a second time. Teenagers all want to make larger balloons with heavier loads and longer flight times, and they are convinced that as long as they continue along this path, they will naturally succeed.
It’s a good thing to have a goal, but don’t be in a hurry to get results. Guo Ning will not give them more silk for the time being. Lacquer is an important military material. It is essential when making arrow shafts and armor, and it cannot be used casually.
Leave it to these boys to cause trouble.
Guo Ning told the teenagers about hot air balloons in order to stimulate their enthusiasm for learning and to use this opportunity to select people with unique talents. He did not just let them all become craftsmen.
Seeing the teenagers cheering and going to the backyard, Guo Ning returned to the office desk, picked up the scattered writing papers, and prepared to follow them.
After dinner, it was time for Guo Ning and his riders and servants to chat and tell stories. This had been the case every day in the past few months.
On that occasion, Wang Chang usually had nothing to do, so he bowed and said goodbye.
As soon as he stood up, he saw that there were hundreds of sheets of calligraphy paper in Guo Ning's hands, stacked up in a thick pile. Wang Chang's eyes were immediately attracted by the densely packed calligraphy papers in Guo Ning's hands. After all, he was a scholar, and his eyes swept over,
Then I realized that it was not an official document, but something like a private note.
Strange, strange. Guo Liulang was obviously just an ordinary soldier and his handwriting was ugly, but he had such interest and secretly wrote so many things?
It should be noted that although the literature of Daijin has its own uniqueness, due to the strict laws of the Southern Song Dynasty on the cross-border writing, all kinds of books and classics are rarely circulated among the people. Military households who can read and compose are more likely to be in the 100s
None. This Guo Ning Zheng Erzhong wrote hundreds of pages of paper, he couldn't be scribbling it, right?
Wang Chang couldn't help but ask: "What did Lang Jun write?"
Guo Ning did not hide it. He handed the writing paper directly to Wang Chang: "Every day I talk about the past and the present, everything I say must have a origin and a context. This is based on these days.
I have spent some time writing teaching materials for the disciples. Mr. Wang may wish to take a look and please give me some pointers if there are any omissions."
"Textbook? Guo Langjun is really thoughtful!" Wang Chang became more and more interested. He quickly picked up the writing paper and read through it one by one.
I saw that the handwriting on it was indeed a bit rough, with many words lacking pens and strokes, and mixed with some weird symbols.
The hundreds of pages of writing paper were roughly divided into four categories by Guo Ning.
The first are stories of ancient battles and battles, including famous battles against the Xiongnu and Turks during the Yanhuang, Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, Chu and Han, and even the Han and Tang Dynasties. The battles are accompanied by rough maps, with large and small arrows on the map, roughly representing the
The marching route of the army. Along with the battle examples, there are also some poems.
Wang Chang's eyes glanced and he saw "Zheng Peng leaves Hansai, Guiyan enters Hu Tian."
He hurriedly looked at the next page and saw again "But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and I don't teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountain."
After the Jin Dynasty entered the Central Plains, it gained considerable influence from Confucianism. When it comes to the distinction between Hua and Yi, it follows what Zhao Bingwen, the Confucian leader of the North, said: "The princes of the Spring and Autumn Period use barbarian rituals to bring about barbarians; when barbarians advance into China, they will become Chinese
"That's why I usually don't shy away from words such as Hu, Di, Yi, etc."
But Wang Chang always felt that the sentences in front of him seemed to have something to say, so he quickly turned over a few more pages. This time, the word "Hu" was not mentioned, but a few sentences from Chen Siwang's "White Horse": "
Yu Xi came from the north and rode up the high embankment. He drove past the Xiongnu and looked to the left to Ling Xianbei."
Wang Chang laughed twice and flipped through more than ten pages.
The second part of the textbook is about simple calculations, all using military events as examples, such as counting troops, checking food, judging the remaining amount of arrows, calculating the time for troops to arrive at a certain point, etc.
There are even more weird symbols here. Ordinary people might not be able to understand them at all.
Although Wang Chang was mediocre in literature, he was quite capable in arithmetic. After a moment of concentration, he guessed that the two slashes interlaced on the left and right represented the "Tianyuan" in arithmetic. Looking at the calculation process, although
It is not as subtle as Taiyuan, but it has the advantage of being unique and clever. It is much more convenient than the usual method of arranging calculations!
Guo Ning is just a frontier soldier, how can he have such knowledge?
Wang Chang turned over a few more pages, and there were more pictures on the paper, and the words were denser. They were talking about the customs, customs, anecdotes and anecdotes of the Guo Dynasty, the Southern Song Dynasty, Xixia, Dali and other places.
Wang Chang didn't understand those foreign things, so he picked up the pages about Dajin. With just one glance, he saw the process of the Jurchen army going south to attack, plunder and slaughter, and even interacted with Song generals Yue Fei, Han Shizhong and others.
During the fighting, I saw the distribution and history of the various military divisions and recruiting divisions.
Looking at the description of the customs of various areas of Dajin, as well as the overview of mountains, rivers, and beautiful places, it is actually the same as what Wang Chang saw when he was traveling in his youth!
Wang Chang stopped reading. He suddenly closed the paper together and his expression changed.
It is very clear that Mr. Gao Kezhong Gao, whom Guo Ning studied in Hebei, is truly a reclusive sage!
It is very sad that such a great sage died at the hands of soldiers and bandits in troubled times for no reason. But with Guo Ning's courage and uncanny strategy, coupled with the vision and insight taught by the great sage, he is more than a tiger. In this case,
In this world, what kind of things can this person do?
Thinking of this, I lowered my eyes and looked again. The clumsy handwriting on the paper was like waving swords, guns, swords and halberds, with an awe-inspiring aura!
"Guo Langjun..." Wang Chang raised the writing paper in his hand.
"What advice do you have, sir?"
"If Mr. Meng doesn't give up, I also want to be present when you tell the story to the young people tonight, is that okay?"