The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

At dusk, when Wen Jue came back, several children were sitting at the stone table under the tree in the main courtyard talking, and it looked like a dispute had arisen.

Wen Jue walked over and asked, "What are you talking about?"

The three teenagers didn't notice Wen Jue at first, they were all taken aback when they heard the words, turned around and saw him, and stood up reflexively.

"Master." Yin Wujiu greeted him respectfully, and was about to say something, when Jiang Jinan on the side took the lead and said, "Master, I heard that you plan to take Wujiu to the front to join the army?"

Wen Jue didn't deny it, and said frankly, "You know everything?"

"But Wugui is only 13 years old. You sent him to the battlefield, didn't you go to die?" Hearing this affirmative answer from Wen Jue, Jiang Jinan felt more and more unbelievable. Although the master never said how much he cared What they say, but he can feel that the master really cares about these disciples, especially Wu Jiu, who is the most favored disciple of the master!Jiang Jinan didn't expect his master to let him go to the battlefield. He felt that even if his master had such a plan, it shouldn't be now!

When Wen Jue heard the sentence "Send him to death", he was troubled for a while, before he said: "At least I have learned kung fu for a few years, and it will not be for nothing."

Jiang Jinan took a step towards Wen Jue and said, "Master, if you have to take someone to the battlefield, then take me."

"Are you going to the battlefield? Autumn is coming soon. I gave up this year's imperial examination, but I have to wait another three years?" Wen Jue's words were like pouring cold water on Jiang Jinan's body, making him calm down immediately Not a lot.

Wen Jue reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Master knows that you are not to blame for worrying, but he will be fine. Prepare well for the imperial examination. Don't you want to avenge your father?"

"Yes, with Master here, don't worry about it, we will definitely come back alive." He Yiyang echoed.

"You guys?" Jiang Jinan turned his head abruptly, "You want to go too?"

"That's for sure. A good man has ambitions everywhere. Now that the country is in danger, how can I protect the country without me, He Daxia." The more He Yiyang said, the more excited he became, he took a step forward unconsciously, and patted his chest He said arrogantly, "You just wait at home for us to beat the enemy to pieces, cry for father and mother, and then return in triumph."

"Why are you joining in the fun?" Jiang Jinan suddenly lost control for some reason, and roared suddenly.

He Yiyang was shocked by his roar, and after recovering, he said angrily: "Why are you so fierce, you scared me?"

Jiang Jinan was also aware of his overreaction. He tried to calm down and said in a soft voice, "Your parents are only a son like you. They can let you go to the battlefield?"

When He Yiyang heard the words, he didn't know what to think of, and snorted angrily: "Even if they don't let me go, I must go."

"Auntie loves you so much, so you're not afraid of making her sad." Looking at him like that, Jiang Jinan guessed that he should have already told his family members, and most likely he was opposed by his family members.

He Yiyang said: "When I come back triumphantly, I will ask my mother for my sins."

His determined appearance made Jiang Jin'an very restless. After a long silence, he turned to look at Wen Jue: "Master, please persuade him, just his three-legged cat kung fu..."

He Yiyang was unhappy when he heard it, and interrupted before he finished speaking: "What are you talking about, what is the Kung Fu of a three-legged cat? Go out and ask, who is my opponent on this street? In terms of martial arts, I am It's only a little bit better than you, but in time, I will definitely surpass you."

"Shut up." Jiang Jinan couldn't hold back his words again, and then looked at Wen Jue for help, "Master?"

He was really going to be pissed off by this brainless idiot, did he know that he was caring about him?

"There are no eggs under the nest. Now that the country is in turmoil, no one can stay out of it. Since Yiyang has this ambition, the teacher will respect his choice."

A while ago, the system issued a new task for Wen Jue, which was to ask him to let Yin Wujiu and He Yiyang join the army. Now Yin Wujiu has no one to rely on, and Wen Jue can make decisions about his affairs, but He Yiyang is different. Jue was still worrying about how to persuade the child and his family before, but he didn't expect him to be so determined.

Jiang Jin'an simply couldn't accept it: "Master, they are young and ignorant, why are you confused? You have to be at least fifteen to join the army, but they are only thirteen. With such a small body, what can they do on the battlefield?"

How could Wen Jue not know, in fact, he sometimes feels that he is quite despicable and cruel, but this is the setting of the plot, and it is mandatory by the system, even if he doesn't follow it, the system still has ways to use various methods to achieve the desired result .

"They will come back alive." At this moment, everything seemed pale, but Wen Jue could only say this pale sentence.

The next day, the conscription document was posted on the newspaper boards in the streets and alleys of the city. At the same time, there was an investigation of the families of the officers and soldiers to determine the candidates for each family to enlist.

Sacrifice is unavoidable in war. No one is willing to let their children and husbands go to the battlefield. Even if some family members have righteousness in their hearts, they will not feel good. The atmosphere in the city suddenly becomes extremely heavy.

He Yiyang was determined to do great things, but after the officers and soldiers left his house, he was fooled by his family and locked into his room.

"Let me out, let me out, father, mother, let me out quickly—" He Yiyang slapped the door panel hard, almost wanting to smack the door blocking him to pieces, but unfortunately his skill is not strong enough, then Not only was the door thick and heavy, but boards were also ordered on the outside, which he really couldn't do.

"Yangyang, just stay in the room obediently. After two days, mother will let you out." Mrs. He said outside.

He Yiyang said: "Mom, please let me out." After two days, the team will be collected and leave Beijing, and there is no use for him to go out again.

Mrs. He said: "Mother knows that you want to protect your family and the country, but you are so old. Swords have no eyes on the battlefield. If you have any troubles, what should you tell your parents to do?"

"Mother, I have kung fu. I am very good at martial arts. I will be fine on the battlefield. Mother, if you don't let me go, why don't you let my father, a scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken, go to war? The body, on the battlefield is to die."

"Shut up!" Mrs. He was suddenly annoyed, and she scolded angrily, "Nizi, do you have to disobey your parents? If I knew you were so restless, your father and I shouldn't have let you learn martial arts from Mr. Wen." .”

Although Mrs. He dotes on her precious son very much, she does not spoil her child's education without principle. When He Yiyang was young, he was often beaten by Mrs. He because of getting into trouble. He was beaten a lot, so he was naturally afraid of her. Now that He Yiyang has grown up a lot, Mrs. He is no longer his opponent, but he is still afraid. After being yelled at by Mrs. He, he suddenly became quieter.

However, this quietness does not mean that he has compromised.

He Yiyang no longer clamored to go out, his mother delivered delicious food, and slept soundly at night, but he secretly planned how to escape.In this way, in the middle of the night of the third day, he dragged the table in the room to the wall, and then stacked the stools up one by one. He held the stick that held the window by the side of the window in his hand, then carefully climbed onto the stool, pounded the roof tiles with the stick, and turned over with difficulty.

His parents had been worried about him escaping from the house long ago, so the door was locked tightly for him from the outside, and even the windows were nailed with wooden boards. Unfortunately, they still underestimated their son's determination.

The next day at dawn, Wen Jue took Yin Wujiu out of the house and rushed to the assembly point designated by the government.

Halfway through the walk, suddenly a figure jumped out from a dark corner.

Yin Wujiu drew his sword directly, but was stopped by Wen Jue, he took a closer look, and only then did he see who the person opposite was.

He Yiyang was wearing an oversized military uniform and armor, which were distributed to his father by the army, and he stole them out of the study.

"Fat Tiger!" Yin Wujiu was obviously very pleasantly surprised when he saw him.

He Yiyang's face suddenly became serious: "You call Fat Tiger again?"

Yin Wujiu ran up to him, looked him up and down: "Aren't you sick, why did you come out?"

He Yiyang was puzzled: "Who said I was sick?"

"You haven't been home for two days, my senior brother and I went to your house to look for it, your mother said you were sick." Yin Wujiu said.

He Yiyang's eyes dimmed for a moment: "Don't mention it, I was locked in the room by them."

"They won't let you go to the front?" Yin Wujiu thought for a while, then thought of joints.

He Yiyang nodded: "I turned it out from the roof."

Yin Wujiu was a little happy to see him, but when he thought of his parents' feelings when they heard about this, he felt a little worried, so he frowned.

On the contrary, He Yiyang didn't think too much, he pulled his trousers, turned his eyes, and noticed the sword in Yin Wujiu's hand, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up: "Why haven't you seen this sword before?" , is it newly cast?"

Yin Wujiu glanced at Wen Jue who was standing behind him, "Master gave it to me."

"The sword given by Master, it must be a good sword, let me see it quickly?" He Yiyang said, and stretched out his hand impatiently.

Yin Wujiu didn't avoid it either, and let him pull out the sword, and then, without accident, he saw a disappointed expression in the opponent's eyes.

"I still think it is a peerless sword. Master, why did you give him a blunt sword? Can this sword kill the enemy?" He Yiyang looked up at Wen Jue with a puzzled face.

Wen Jue didn't answer his question, but said: "As a teacher, I also have weapons for you."

He Yiyang put the entanglement behind him for a moment, and said excitedly: "What kind of weapon is it?"

Wen Jue took something from his back and handed it to He Yiyang.

Looking at the long and short shape, He Yiyang immediately guessed that it was a long gun, and he reached out to pick it up excitedly.

Wen Jue put the thing in his hand, and when he let go, he reminded: "Hold it firmly."

"I understand." He Yiyang responded, but in fact, he didn't receive the substantive meaning of Wen Jue's words in his heart, so the moment Wen Jue let go of his hand, he was directly taken by that thing. He staggered, if he hadn't let go of his hands so quickly, his hands might have been crushed flat by the weapon.

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