total war broken

Chapter 207 Boy Scouts

There was a sound of a carriage, a carriage pulled by two horses, the wheels were full of rust, the wood was rotten, it looked like it had been used for a long time.The two horses in front are also very thin and small, and it seems very difficult to pull such a carriage.

The horse let out a long cry and stopped, "How did you get there!" An old voice came from the carriage.

"Master, the horse can no longer run!" said the coachman in front of him embarrassingly, wiping the sweat from his brow, his black cloth clothes were patched and looked very dilapidated.

"Haha, Master Yu, as the saying goes, an old man has ambitions for thousands of miles, but it seems that you, an old man, have no ambitions." With a hearty smile, the curtain of the carriage was pulled open, and an old man in a white gown and a turban came out. He was very ugly, with a pair of eyes revealing a feeling of sharp arms, and he got down on crutches.

Yu Dongyang looked embarrassed, and got out of the carriage, saying: "Cao Shanchang, let's get off here, this place is not far from the Qingzhou Acropolis, it's just right to walk all the way."

"Okay, I'd like to see if Qin Xiaochuan's rule is the same as that in Mrs. Chu's letter, a paradise," he said with a smile.

"Hmph, it's just that Mrs. Chu is on good terms with him and just helping him talk nonsense. If it wasn't for Mr. Chu's face, this hotel would not want to take another trip." Yu Dongyang stroked his beard and said impatiently. .Thinking of how Xiao Chuan killed all the soldiers in the city last time, I felt a burst of resentment in my heart, and said: "The warlord's behavior, how can the rule be so clear, I am afraid that the people's resentment will boil, and the people will complain."

The two walked forward, and there was a stretch of green fields in front of them that could not be seen to the end, pure green, full of vitality, looking from a distance, several old men were leading a farming ox, pulling it in front, the farming ox Drive the sledge to cultivate the land.

"I remember the last time I came here, this place was still a deserted field!" Yu Dongyang touched his head and said strangely, his tone was full of strangeness.

"Oh, yes, I also heard that because banditry was rampant in this place, all kinds of land in it were abandoned." Cao Yuan also said in a strange tone.

Creaking, creaking, there was a sound of driving in the distance, but it was an old man dressed in rags, he was driving the donkey cart, he was pulling the donkey very hard, and he was still yelling and cursing.

"To let the old man drive the donkey cart and do such a laborious job, it seems that he can't manage it like this." Yu Dongyang shook his head and said, his tone was full of disdain.

The two of them stepped forward again, and the old man driving the car showed his face, with a fierce expression on his face, which shocked the two of them.

"Aren't you a Qingpi in the city?" Cao Yuan said with a strange tone. Then he remembered that after the last execution of the rebel soldiers, although the Qingpi was executed, there were still some who were smart and did not cause trouble and remained in the city.

Yu Dongyang glanced at Cao Yuan strangely, and then he explained: "He is a well-known rascal in Qingzhou City, he is best at blackmailing money, and he is a well-known old man."

As soon as he heard that it was Lao Lai, Yu Dongyang's expression changed immediately. He was most afraid of these Lao Lai, the more honest and brave officials were, the more helpless they would be to deal with these rascals, so he immediately left quickly.

This old Lai tried his best to show a kind smile, which made his face even more distorted and terrifying, and said: "Hi, gentlemen!"

Seeing that he spoke so politely, Cao Yuan was afraid of some new Lao Lai's routine, and wanted to leave even more, saying: "You Qingpi, leave quickly, or you won't be able to eat and walk around if you pester us."

"Who the hell is Qingpi? Believe it or not, I'll kill you!" The old Lai changed his face when he heard the word Qingpi, and said, "I'm telling you if you two are sick. Speech, and said that I am Lao Lai, believe it or not, I will kill you now"

Yu Dongyang and the two were a little scared at once, and Cao Yuan said coldly: "Hmph, Lao Lai is Lao Lai, don't come here, or you won't be able to offend the two of us."

"Hey! Wang Er, drive well, what nonsense are you talking about!" A child's voice came from the side. The child was holding a small wooden gun, with a bunch of hair on his small head, wearing a bellyband on his upper body, and his tiger head was very cute. , the little wooden gun just passed the top of his head, and his little head was full of anger.

"Hey, kid, come here quickly, that's a green skin!" Both Yu Dongyang and his face were covered with cold sweat, afraid that something might happen to the kid.

"Hey, brother Tun, I just want to say hello to these two old brothers." Qingpi's face was full of flattery immediately.

The child came over and knocked the green skin hard with the wooden spear. He cried out in pain a few times, but he didn't dare to refute at all, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Don't do those evil things, think about how your brother missed the ball." The child's voice was full of milk, but the green-skinned face was covered with cold sweat.

Yu Dongyang and Yu Dongyang blinked, as if they couldn't believe that such a vicious green-skinned person could be so afraid of a child. Yu Dongyang and Yu Dongyang looked at each other, both seeing disbelief in each other's eyes.

"Child, you?" Yu Dongyang said in this way, with a strange tone in his tone. The child was squeaking and walking on the ground with bare feet and said: "Who are you? Judging from your appearance, it's wrong." A spy?"

Cao Yuan, however, rolled his eyes, stroked his beard and said, "Son, shouldn't you declare your family name when you ask others?"

The child nodded and said, "I'm a boy scout from Chenjiacun!"

Boy Scout, the two of them looked at each other with strange eyes. They didn't understand what this boy scout was, and asked, "Could it be a child soldier?" When he thought about it, he thought of Li Zicheng's famous child soldier, and said, "Did he actually let such a group of soldiers?" Children go to war?"

"Stop talking, it's time to study soon," the child said, with fear in his eyes.Yu Dongyang was even more surprised, and said: "Study?" What he knew, it's not that rich people usually have money to study?
The two were curious, and followed the child, but they came to a willow tree. Under the willow tree was an open space, the grass had been cleared, a piece of yellow land, and the sound of a child babbling.

There are more than 100 children, all of whom are reading books. There is a young man in green shirt who is holding a book in a serious manner and teaching, his face is extremely dignified, and there are various small weapons beside him.

"Actually let the child study?" Yu Dongyang said in surprise, but he did not expect such a thing to happen. He didn't know how Xiao Chuan made those parents agree to their children's study. You must know that even if there was a chance, most parents would still not let it happen. The children study, but choose to let them herd cattle and do farm work. It can be said that it is impossible for all the children to study in the countryside of Daming. , he twisted his face hard.

When they came to the side of the road, Yu Dongyang supported Cao Yuan, his eyes were serious, all the people read, really all the people read, and he was surprised by Xiao Chuan in his heart.

"There are so many powerful princes and powerful warriors in the world, but most of them are destroyed in an instant. The reason is that they don't value scholars! This Qin Xiaochuan" Yu Dongyang was horrified in his heart, and walked forward again, thinking in his heart, so Paying attention to education, this prince is afraid that it will not be fleeting, but will become stronger and stronger. He remembered the appearance of the child just now. Under his rule, there will be tens of thousands of children with both cultural relics and cultural relics. Ten years later, these children will grow up, and the Ming Dynasty Who can control him!There was a moment of fear in his heart.

"It seems that there is a lack of scholars?" Cao Yuan said, with a strange tone. There are more than 100 children who are taught by such a young scholar, but there is a lack of scholars.

(End of this chapter)