Today, the happiest people were the black boy and his children. They ate the girl's candied haws and Zhang's mutton soup, but these were not the things that made them happy.
What made them happiest was that they were sitting at the same table with General Yan and drinking mutton soup today.
Zhangji mutton soup is so delicious! General Yan is so handsome, handsome and powerful, a general should be like this. This is our Yanzhou General Yan!
Seeing General Yan smiling when he paid, he must have doted on his niece very much. The six of them ate six bowls of mutton soup, but the two of them only ate one bowl.
Seeing that General Yan was about to walk away, the black boy gritted his teeth, stomped his feet and chased after him.
"General Yan... General Yan." Seeing Yan Gui turn around, the black boy knelt on the road with a plop: "General Yan, I want to go to the barracks and follow you to fight the enemy."
Looking at the black boy in front of me, he is smart enough, but seems a little too small.
"How old are you?"
"General, I am ten years old now. I will be eleven in the coming New Year."
Yan Gui squatted down, looked at the child kneeling on the ground, and looked into his eyes calmly: "Do you know how old I was when I went into battle to kill the enemy?"
Hearing this, the black boy couldn't help but grin and said, "I know, the general went into battle to kill the enemy when he was twelve years old."
"Now that you know, go back and practice your Kung Fu well. When you grow up, go to the military camp and sign up when you are fifteen."
"Isn't twelve enough?"
"No." Yan Gui frowned and said seriously: "I learned martial arts at the age of three, learned horse riding at the age of five, and learned to draw the bow at the age of six. What did you learn?"
“I... I..." The black boy blushed and stammered.
He didn't learn anything, because his elder brother went to the military camp and his father had a leg injury, so his mother spoiled him a little bit, and he could still run wild outside at the age of ten. He learned to climb trees and swim, archery, horse riding and martial arts, but no one taught him even if he wanted to learn!
Wei Yang, who was watching from the side, felt sorry for them and could not help but pull Yan Gui's sleeve and whispered, "Uncle, you can build a private school to take in these children."
"Private school? Teach them to read and write." Yan Gui looked at Wei Yang strangely.
"They can read and learn to read, practice martial arts, archery and horse riding. Isn't it good to learn what they are good at?" Wei Yang's voice became lower and lower as she spoke. She didn't know how to fight, shoot arrows or ride a horse. Wasn't what she said a bit of empty talk
Yan Gui turned to look at Wei Yang, who was wearing a white cloak that wrapped around her small, thin body.
She is a beauty, but she is not just a beauty.
"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"
Seeing Yan Gui's expression, Wei Yang looked at Ding Wu and the Konggu Youlan that Ding Wu brought with a little worry.
"Yes, this is a good idea. Can you give me a detailed plan when you go back? Just like the tactics we use when marching and fighting, how to fight and where to attack, can you list them out for me one by one?"
"Okay, I can try. It's not difficult." Wei Yang agreed immediately. It was really not difficult for her.
Looking at the little girl in front of him whose expression had changed and become a little arrogant, Yan Gui couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. Did he scare her
In fact, it was she who scared him.
She was lost, which frightened him to death. Finding her was like a surprise of regaining what was lost.
She suggested building a private school where students could study, practice martial arts and learn archery, which frightened him even more. How could he have never thought of such a simple suggestion