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After Yagyu finished speaking, he took a few steps back, and several young warriors came over with swords in hand, forming an encirclement. They didn't want to bully others like this, but the young man in front of them was not easy to get along with.

Three people!

There are three people in total!

The two people in front looked at each other and decided on the battle strategy.

The man on the left flicked his wrist, and the bamboo sword was stabbed diagonally. This bamboo sword should be specially made, black, and reflected cold light. Although it is not as good as a real sword in the hands of a swordsman, it can stab the throat with a sword, and then rush forward, There was a strong wind blowing towards my face.

The man on the right was half a step slower, but he mainly attacked the middle three lanes, focusing on the left side.

The young samurai who fell behind in the end was gathering momentum to attack.

Bai Gui's eyelids were slightly closed, and the Yang palm of his right hand immediately grasped the handle of the bamboo knife that was leaning on the ground, and stepped forward to meet him.

He deliberately exposed a gap in his stomach and abdomen, and held the bamboo knife across his chest to block the throat stabbing of the young warrior on the left.

The soldiers were fighting hand to hand, and a counterattack came from the right hand!

Bai Gui raised his arms, used the force of the bamboo knife to slide down and stabbed diagonally, blocking the man on the right. However, in the midst of the electric sparks and flints, when the man on the right continued to stab the stomach, he added his left hand to hold the handle of the knife, with the tip of the knife diagonally across the right side, to deflect the incoming bamboo knife.

Doing two things at once, sweeping his legs and kicking his lower body.

The two of them shrank back and took half a step back.

The battle situation has changed!

Bai Gui relied on his high strength and took advantage of the two men's short steps to guard the bottom plate. He held the knife with both hands and pressed down the two bamboo knives.

clang! clang! clang!

The sound of sword attacks like heavy rain and pear blossoms kept coming!

Twist your waist like a millstone!

The explosive power that comes out of the sword is faster than the other.

At first, the two young warriors could still catch it, but in the blink of an eye, after catching dozens of knives, their wrists were sore and they could no longer hold the handle of the knife.

Just like a heavy rainstorm, although the banana can resist the water.

However, there is so much water that it pours out!

The young warrior who finally fell behind the two men saw that Bai Gui was unprepared and exposed his flaw. He leaned forward and stabbed Bai Gui in the right rib.

It's much more dangerous if one person doesn't fight than if three people fight at the same time.

Because you need to work hard to distract yourself from the enemy, you cannot devote your full concentration to the battle.

Very insidious! Very cunning!

"Well done!"

Bai Gui sneered, and with a feint, he relaxed his attack. Seeing this, the two young warriors facing the enemy suddenly relaxed. Before they could react, they saw cold white teeth reflected in their pupils. at.

Immediately afterwards, I saw this young man flying through the forest like a kite, swooping in diagonally, hitting one person directly in the chest and abdomen with a cannon punch, and in an instant, he turned around and smashed a nail, directly punching another person in the back and back.

These two punches made the two of them turn their eyes white and make them dizzy.

No matter how exquisite the sword technique is, it is a pity that it is only a bamboo sword and it is difficult to win immediately, so Bai Gui directly uses the Pi Gua Fist to injure him. Piguaquan is an extremely powerful punch. Even if these two warriors hit a vital part, they would not be able to get up for a while.

In the midst of the entanglement between Bai Gui and the two young warriors, the warrior who was looking for an opening to stab had no use for him.

This is also Bai Gui's intention.

He took this opportunity to turn passivity into initiative.

"With this sword, I will show you what the real sword technique is..."

Bai Gui narrowed his eyes and looked at the last young warrior who was seven or eight steps away from him. At this moment, he was sprinting forward, and his pace was getting faster and faster. When the young warrior stared at his sword, he saw that it was leaning forward. The bamboo knife was thrown into the air by him.

Confuse? Surprised?

The young warrior was unsettled. He had been working hard just now, but now his morale was low. When facing the enemy, he already had a premonition of defeat before fighting, so he was timid in attacking the enemy.

Now he doesn't know whether to target the knife or the person.

But the man was already there, a step or two away from him. He calmed down and faced the enemy with his sword.

The bamboo knife fell down, right next to the young man. He caught the knife and without turning the handle, he made a diagonal stroke forward.

Very simple action.

Breaking Blade Technique - Throw the knife and catch it!

"I lost!"

Nakata looked at the bamboo sword lying across his waist and abdomen and the young man squatting and bending his knees three times. His mind was in a trance, his expression was slightly startled, and his pupils were dilated.

He had never seen how the sword was struck just now, and the hand holding the bamboo sword was trembling slightly.

If it were an actual battle now, I'm afraid he would have been killed by seppuku!

"Won?"

Once Yagyu's eyes narrowed slightly, his voice was cold and hoarse, "The three of them are not real shogunate samurai, they were just taught some sporadic kendo skills by me..."

He stepped forward and had just seen some of the sword moves.

Have a certain degree of certainty.

"The real Yagyu Shinin-ryu Kendo is me!"

Word by word.

The hyena laughs as it stares at its prey, and the cold snake spits out a message.

There was a lot of noise outside the stadium.

Most of them are voices of injustice.

There are some Japanese people among them.

In Japan, Bushido is part of the spiritual core of Japan. But many people are not very fond of Bushido, especially some students in the Department of Literature, Faculty of the First Faculty, who regard these people as reckless men.

Not to mention, in the eyes of many people with the current abolished sword order, samurai are a thing from the old era, and civilized people in the new era should not be so barbaric. This is also part of Westernization.

"Come on, let me teach you the swordsmanship of the Qing Dynasty!"

Once Yagyu turns a blind eye, a real warrior can abandon some distracting thoughts and only win and take the enemy's head!

"Senior Yagyu, please wait a moment!"

Bai Gui slowly put away the bamboo sword and held it in his hand, but not in a posture to face the enemy. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. It seemed that the battle just now lasted only a few minutes, but it consumed a lot of energy. He took a few breaths. He said gruffly: "I must have remembered the content of the war letter correctly, and I shouldn't have remembered it wrong..."

Liu Shengyi's face turned a little cold, as if he had realized something.

This guy doesn't look like a young and energetic person!

"I said……"

"Challenge all the kendo halls and judo clubs of No. 1 High School and Tokyo University, whether it is their students or teachers, but if I remember correctly, I am the deputy minister, and I am qualified to list the students and teachers of the kendo club and judo club. When I checked, your name was not found!”

Bai Gui paused and said, "You asked me to challenge you. This is very difficult!"

He is not a reckless person. If he is really arrogant, he will suffer big losses. Only when he is confident enough can he do things that are sure to win. A little uncertainty is also within the tolerance range.

The first high school is only a preparatory course for two years, so it is connected with the kendo club and judo club of Dongda University. As the deputy minister, it is not difficult for him to check some lists. There is nothing to hide.

And outside the house, low laughter sounded.

Yagyu Shengyi's face was ugly, and his expression kept changing.

He was calculating and being despicable, but he failed to see this. From the beginning to the end, Bai Guixia's tactical instructions did not say that he was going to challenge him, the remaining samurai at the end of the shogunate.

Moreover, he lost face in front of so many people.

"But..., Senior Yagyu, since you want to compete with a junior like me, then..."

"Junior means just like you, old man!"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Gui's movements suddenly changed. His male and female feet pressed the handle of the sword with his hand, and he drew the sword and raised it violently.

Breaking Blade Technique—Drawing the Sword!

"Da Qin?"

Bai Xiaowen couldn't help but repeat this sentence. Those who lived in Qin Province were not familiar with the word Qin. They were not necessarily interested in the dynasty two thousand years ago, but the symbol Qin has been imprinted on the bloodline. middle.

That's why I had such a big reaction when I heard this sentence.

"Yes, it's the Great Qin! The ancient Han Dynasty sent envoys to open up the Western Regions. They learned that people similar to us lived in the far west, so they called it the Great Qin. It is also what foreigners call the Holy Roman Empire now, although... Not very orthodox…”

Bai Gui saw everyone looking at him, and after thinking for a moment, he told them the connected historical facts.

At this time, although some people had begun to study some records about the West in historical history books, there were only a few people like him who looked at the history of history in later generations and narrated it from a macro perspective.

Every condensed common knowledge in later generations was obtained by countless scholars.

In addition, the information cocoon in the late Qing Dynasty was not something that ordinary people could break.

Bai Gui thought of this and paid a lot of attention when he spoke, but he still shared with a few people some basic knowledge of history and foreign customs and culture. These are found in a vast sea of ​​books, but he refined them and related them to There are still only a few macro-narratives from the perspective of the entire world...

Several people listened in awe. This kind of insightful explanation was better than ordinary storytelling.

Even some diners at the next table couldn't help but listen.

But Bai Gui is also extremely cautious. He will never spit out some words related to the government easily. They are just some popular science and cultural knowledge. It doesn't matter if others know about it.

"Brother Bai can compile these words and write a book about foreign culture and customs. Maybe it will be a big seller."

Zhou Yuan suggested as he has business acumen.

He felt that this was due to Bai Gui's ability to have a photographic memory. He had read a lot of books and had his own understanding and integration. He wrote down these "experiences" and selling them was also a business.

The books sold in bookstores now are all cultural studies of a certain country. Such popular science books are rare.

One Hundred Thousand Whys, which will be shown to primary school students in later generations, would be a killer now and would definitely become a best-seller, guaranteed to make a lot of money.

"I will think about it."

Bai Gui frowned, but there was nothing to say.

If he were in the south now, it would be a good idea to write and publish this popular science book. But after reading the Holy Edicts and Guangxun, he knew how strict the Qing government was in controlling thoughts. If he was labeled as a rebel, he would have no place to cry.

Money is not lacking now.

It’s not too late to start writing when you have a certain reputation.

Zhou Yuan and others did not doubt that he was there. They were currently studying Spanish, which was already taxing their brains. Besides, writing a book was also a time-consuming process. There might not be a first draft in a month or two.

A few people finished the meal quickly.

Go to the back of the stable, lead their horses, settle the remaining money, and leave the inn.

"Let's go to Yage Girls' School and pick up my sister..."

Zhou Yuan held a bay-red horse and said with a wink.

A few days ago, he sent Miss Zhou to the Yage Girls' School, but he saw many young and beautiful girls in the girls' school. They were all fair-skinned, pampered boudoir girls. They were very different from the girls he saw in the countryside, and they were very eye-catching.

"Let's go!"

In addition to Bai Gui, the other two men were also moved and urged.

A man is a boy until he dies.

Ever since I was a child, I have always been obsessed with lust.

Confucius also said that food and sex are the nature of food.

Yage Girls' School is located in Ganyuan School, at the south gate of the provincial capital. Ganyuan Academy is the first private school in Qin Province. It was founded by Yan Peitang in the 29th year of Guangxu. It has a girls' school named after his wife Yang Yage. However, last year, Ganyuan Academy was forced to close its doors. , only Accord Girls' School is left.

Oddly enough, after the closure of Ganyuan School, more and more people entered Yage Girls' School.

Riding horses is not allowed in the provincial capital, but this rule has long been ignored. However, there are still very few people riding horses in the bustling streets. After passing a few streets and alleys, they saw no one everywhere, so they rode on. The horses did not dare to gallop too much and drove slowly.

But the speed was much faster than walking before. After about two quarters of an hour, they arrived at the south courtyard gate.

After getting off the horse, before reaching the door, I heard the noise inside the girls' school, which was clear and sweet.

The walls of the courtyard are towering, as high as two people, like a tightly closed prison, making it difficult to peek inside from the outside.

The concierge is not a man, but an old woman.

"Please send me a message."

Zhou Yuan said to Menzi.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to enter the women's school lecture hall, several people also looked through the crack of the black painted door, which was a horizontal space about the size of a fist, and saw several female students playing and playing inside.

Although they are playful, every move they make is very adaptable and virtuous. It should be the etiquette taught in girls' schools. Like girls' schools in Japan, girls' schools will teach how to care for their husbands and raise children, as well as some principles of cooking.

Next to Yage Girls' School is a newsstand.

They probably serve female students, as the staff at the newsstand here are also women.

Bai Gui felt bored, so he walked to the newsstand and started to read the newspapers here. Newspapers and new magazines were placed in the most conspicuous places, because he had already subscribed to the latest newspapers of the Normal School, and the Normal School's subscriptions were comprehensive and wide. , so his eyes were looking towards the secluded places, also looking at old newspapers and magazines.

It's all about killing time.

Picking up a newspaper with "Guangtong Daily" written on the cover, it says 1897 AD. The editor-in-chief of the newspaper above has the three characters "Yan Peitang" written on it. He is the principal of Yage Girls' School. The newsstand here sells the newspaper he founded. It's considered normal.

But in the reporter's column, it was written that special reporters Yu Keshao and Yushi Song Bolu were invited. The newspaper is quite thick, and in the lower left corner of the back it says 100 pennies per copy.

"It seems that Principal Yan was forced to close Ganyuan Academy for another reason..."

Bai Gui's eyebrows jumped. He never expected that a simple newspaper would involve many big shots. Judging from the time point, his senior, Yu Seal, ran away while serving as this special reporter...

Yes, the Normal School where he is now is also the Guanzhong Academy where Yan Peitang and Yu Keshao attended.

He flipped through the newspaper casually.

It reads: "On the Fragrance Industry of the Earth", "The Situation of Tea in India" and several other big titles.

It introduces that the tea and incense industries of the Qing Dynasty are now being impacted by tea from India and incense industries from Southeast Asia. Over time, the country will inevitably be short of money and silver. The argument put forward is that national capital must be encouraged to vigorously develop industry.

Bai Gui read it with relish for a while. When he saw something moving at the door, he rolled up the newspaper and paid the bill at the newsstand. Old newspapers were not very valuable. They were much cheaper. A stack only cost twenty. Money.

The unit prices of newspapers and magazines are relatively cheap. It was when Mr. Zhang Yueping drew Sanmao's Wanderings, in which he said that Sanmao sold one newspaper for four coppers, and two newspapers, which was cheaper, was seven coppers.

Seven copper coins, saved on food, can feed a family for a few days. In the busiest Shanghai market, a bowl of Yangchun noodles only costs about two copper coins.

During the Republic of China, the advertising space in newspapers gradually increased. In the late Qing Dynasty, there were not many advertisements in newspapers. Therefore, the unit price of a newspaper is also extremely high, at least not something ordinary people can afford.

Because the Four Books and Five Classics have been printed in huge quantities since ancient times, the woodblock printing is extremely skilled, and the content is fixed, so the selling price of a set of the Four Books and the Five Classics can be kept very low.

Generally speaking, block printing is cheaper than movable type printing.

Most of the newspapers and periodicals at this time used hand-type movable type for typesetting. Unlike later generations of printers, it was understandable that they were expensive.

“It’s just an issue of the newspaper!”

Seeing Bai Gui's hesitation, Zhaifu smiled and said gently.

Three silver dollars were not a small amount of money at this time.

"If you are short on money for the time being, the money is not a big deal. I also have some help here. I can introduce it to you. The cost of ordering newspapers can also be reduced..."

Saifu said.

Institutions of higher education like theirs are generally not short of money, and what they are short of is big money. There is no shortage of small amounts of money to help students. However, the cost of subscribing to newspapers is expensive after all, and can only be reduced by working as a helper in the academy. In addition, when these academies order newspapers, they also purchase in large quantities and have certain bargaining power.

He knew that Bai Gui came here and was exempted from one year's tuition.

Just looking at his clothes, he doesn't look like a kid from a rich family.

"No shortage! No shortage!"

Bai Gui took out three Longyang coins from his bag, which he had exchanged at the pawn shop.

Nowadays, most places in the provincial capital use silver dollars. The previous silver coins are a bit inconvenient, especially in new places like colleges and universities, where the cash register is troublesome and has to be weighed. Therefore, students need to convert monthly tuition fees into silver dollars and then pay them at Zhaishe.

So when he arrived in the provincial capital, he went to a nearby pawn shop to exchange the silver coins he carried with him into silver dollars.

The price of silver was cheap in later generations, so he took a silver dollar to exchange for silver in later generations at will. As he went back and forth, he had more and more silver coins in his hand.

But after doing it a few times, I gave up.

Although colleagues in the industry are enemies, most of the pawnshops are quarreling with each other. Otherwise, how would this thing like a guild come about?

Zhaifu was surprised for a while and then put away the silver coins.

He took out the roster from the lacquer table, took a woolen pen designed for writing in small letters, and handed it to Bai Gui.

Bai Gui opened the roster. There were blue horizontal dots on it, but unlike later generations, there was no information to be filled in on the first vertical or horizontal grid. He had to fill it in himself.

His small regular script was filled with ink, and he began to write. While writing, he asked: "May I ask what the textbooks for the Japanese crash course are? Are they issued by the school, or do I need to go to the bookstore to buy them separately."

"I don't quite understand this matter. I'll take you to Shiwu Zhai later. You can just ask your classmates."

Saifu replied.

"Then...thank you very much."

Bai Gui stopped writing, rubbed his wrist, and finished writing his message.

Zhaifu frowned slightly when he saw the handwriting. The writing on the book was neat, but a little rigid. He advised, "You still need to practice your calligraphy more."

"This..., thank you for reminding me, I will definitely practice calligraphy more if I am a late student."

Bai Gui's face turned slightly red, and he was about to argue, but soon fell silent, and turned to thank Zhaifu.

Although Zhaifu was only equivalent to the faculty and staff of later schools, assisting in the management of the students and dormitories of the Normal School. But who says that the teaching staff is weaker than the students in some areas? He may not be better than Saio in calligraphy.

You must know that the Normal School is a Confucian temple close to the provincial capital. There are many steles there. Most of the calligraphy works of the past dynasties have been left there. If Zhaifu is better at writing than him, it may not be a lie...

I can only secretly say to myself that I will practice more in the future. Words are like my character. When I send greetings to some big boss in the future, if I see that my handwriting is too bad, I am afraid I will ignore it. Good handwriting can also make others look at you.

"You...have only been in school for five or six months?"

Zhaifu couldn't help but carefully observe the handwriting on the roster again, and said: "Maybe you made a mistake. You wrote the year instead of the month. Please change it again."

"To tell you the truth, I have only been in school for less than a year. However, I am good at memorizing and have a photographic memory, so even though I have only been in school for a short period of time, what I have learned is like several years."

Bai Gui said very humbly, with a hint of youthful vigor and confidence in his words.

When writing the roster, he was a little hesitant whether to write it down truthfully, but he soon firmed up his idea and wrote it down truthfully. Zishui County is not far from the Normal School, and he will know it after a little inquiry.

Although people are always used to lying, they generally hope that their children will tell the truth. Just like the twenty-four filial piety, it completely eliminates the possibility of children being unfilial due to unkind reasons from their parents.

Writing something false is equivalent to being stained.

Zhai Fuzai stared at Bai Gui carefully for a few times, took a deep breath, and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. He was also influenced by his ears and eyes. People who are familiar with poetry and books know that there are many geniuses from ancient times to the present. One day The result is more than a year's work by others.

It's just that he looked at Bai Gui with a lot of warmth. This is not a arrogant attitude, but a special care for some promising juniors. "Let's go, I will take you to eat first, and I will give you something later." Pick a room for you to stay in."

The two of them followed the corridor and went to the Xipu of the Normal School, which is a place for students to rest.

As for the east corridor, it is the residence of the lecturer.

It happened to be lunch time at this time, and the students who were going to school had not finished class yet, or were on their way to the canteen.

Zhaifu packed the food for the two of them and sat down on the table in the dining hall.

There is nothing to be polite about. Bai Gui came from the inn early in the morning and was very hungry. He didn't have time to have breakfast in the morning. Looking at the steamed snow-white buns and a plate of fried shredded potatoes, he chewed and took a bite of vegetables. and steamed buns, and a mouthful of rice porridge.

There was also a small plate of braised pork on the table, and he just took two chopsticks at the right time.

"Eat slowly, you young people. When you were young, you didn't know how to pay attention to your stomach. When you are old, you will know the pain!"

Zhaifu chewed slowly.

At the beginning of the meal, in less than a moment of burning incense, the dining hall was gradually filled with people.

"Mr. Fujino, this is a new student in the Japanese crash course. May I ask, what textbooks are the students in your class buying?" Saio was eating when he suddenly saw a middle-aged man wearing a straight tweed suit walking away. When he came over, he stood up, invited him to sit at the same table, and started asking. Zhaifu chewed slowly.

At the beginning of the meal, in less than a moment of burning incense, the dining hall was gradually filled with people.