Fish swimming around the world

On the second day of the formation drill, Meng Yi returned, his energy soaring. His whole body was like a sharpened sword, and his sharp aura could not be concealed. But in terms of temperament, he is surprisingly more calm.

"Yes, he looks more and more like a general." Jiang Fangu patted his thick shoulder happily.

"Hehe..." Meng Yi said with a smile: "It's all thanks to the great blessing of the master. If it weren't for the Tai Chi mentality at the critical moment, it would be difficult for me to break through the demonic barrier."

Jiang Fan said with a smile: "It's mainly because of your grandpa's Gale War Song. I don't take any credit. Also, your junior sister is indispensable for your achievements today. You must thank them properly."

Meng Yi's face turned red: "Yes, yes..."

Jiang Fan looked at him: "Boy, you are nineteen years old now. It's time to start a family."

Meng Yi sneered: "My Meng family has a family motto that if you don't achieve the fifth level of military merit, you can't get married. I'm only the second level."

Da Qin's military exploits totaled twelve levels, and the fifth-level military exploits were already quite impressive. Jiang Fan nodded and said with emotion: "The Meng family is loyal and loyal, and the family tradition of the generals is indeed extraordinary."

Meng Yi said: "So...Master, I have two things to ask you."

"Oh?" Jiang Fan was stunned: "Tell me."

Meng Yi said: "The first thing is that I want to make military exploits and follow my eldest brother to Northern Xinjiang."

Jiang Fan's expression changed. The empress had just said yesterday that Meng Tianzou was invited to go to Northern Xinjiang. Unexpectedly, Meng Yi also had such a plan today.

"Do your father and grandfather know?" Jiang Fan asked thoughtfully.

Meng Yi nodded: "They agree, but they want me to ask the master for instructions, for fear of delaying my studies."

Jiang Fan pondered for a long time: "It is better to travel thousands of miles to read thousands of books and practice to gain true knowledge. I can't teach you many good things in my half-hearted way. Go ahead. The battlefield is the best school."

After receiving the master's permission, Meng Yi was very excited: "Thank you so much, master! Can the eight bear brothers come together?"

"No problem, I'm afraid they won't be able to stay any longer. Let's come together and bring your hundred robes with you."

"Okay!" Meng Yi was very happy. He, Baxiong and Baipaoze practiced together and fought side by side, and they had a deep friendship for a long time.

"What else is there?" Jiang Fan asked curiously.

"Ah, that's it. I followed you to learn the art of war, and this time I achieved great success in battle. My friends were very jealous and pestered me to tell you about it. They all wanted to worship you as their teacher..."

Jiang Fan couldn't help but smile, knowing that he was talking about the group of playboy friends he had played with since childhood.

"I don't have so much Kung Fu to teach my disciples. They all have family backgrounds. As long as they work hard, there is no need to worry about not being able to learn and make meritorious deeds."

"It's different," Meng Yi said with some pride: "You don't know that your name is so famous now. These people are so jealous that they even asked their elders to come to my house to ask for help. It's really hard to save face. "

"That's it..." Jiang Fan's heart moved, and his parents came forward. This was definitely not the thoughts of those dudes. The intention behind it was very deep.

"They don't dare to ask for too much. They just hope to be a registered disciple and then they will be satisfied with learning skills from my senior brother."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but smile: "You're quite smart. That's fine. I can agree, but it's not that easy to become a registered disciple. You have to pass the test."

Having accomplished the task for his playmates, Meng Yi was very happy and hurriedly said: "Master, don't worry, our Xiaoyao sect is so easy to enter. The test is due. You just need to clear the way, and the rest is up to them." "

"Okay, let's do this. You tell them to go to Lishan to make a living for one year. If I am satisfied with their success, I will accept them as registered disciples. If they are not satisfied, pack up and go home, and never mention this matter again. "

Meng Yi was stunned, but he didn't expect it to be such a test.

"Master, do you have any other requirements?"

"No, they can go to school, work part-time, or do business, it doesn't matter. There is only one condition: they must be within 3,000 people with meritorious deeds."

"Huh?" Meng Yi was surprised. Lishan's meritorious service did not discriminate between scholars, farmers, industrialists, and merchants. As long as he made contributions to Lishan, he could enter. But there are too many people in Lishan, and it is not an easy task to enter within 3,000 people in the merit list.

"Master, you have posed a big problem for them."

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Don't worry, they all have excellent blood. It's not difficult as long as they give up their hearts. If you can't even do this, you really don't deserve to be included in my door. If you can do it, or do it Very good, maybe the master can accept him as a disciple."

When Meng Yi heard this, he immediately became happy: "Okay, let's do this and see if they have the ability and fate!"

Having achieved his goal, Meng Yi excitedly went back to report the news, but was dragged back by Jiang Fan, who was very dissatisfied: "Don't you think there is something unsolved?"

"What?" Meng Yi was confused.

Jiang Fan snorted and nodded towards the warehouse.

"Ah..." Meng Yi suddenly realized this and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"idiot!"

Jiang Fan gave him a kick: "Hurry up and go!"

"Eh, eh..." Meng Yi covered his butt and ran away.

"Oh, are you training the apprentice?" A lazy voice sounded, and at the same time Jiang Fan asked about a sour smell.

Turning his head, he saw a beggar in rags, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist and a green jade staff in his arms, walking over unsteadily.

Jiang Fan frowned, pinched his nose, and said in a low voice: "Yaoguang... why are you back?"

Yao Guang shook the wine gourd on his waist and said dissatisfied: "There is no more wine."

Jiang Fan said: "From now on, people will send it to you. Don't run here if you have nothing to do. Don't you know that you will be disliked by others?"

Yaoguang hummed twice: "You think I'm willing to come? Something's wrong."

Jiang Fan changed his position and asked, "What's going on?"

Yaoguang said: "Recently, there are always people from the government expelling homeless people and beggars. Please think of a way."

Jiang Fan nodded. This was expected. More and more refugees were gathering, and the government could not just sit idly by.

"I'm here to say hello, but don't just gather together. When the number of refugees is almost the same, send them to Lishan. As for the beggars, you should find a way to divert them. Don't crowd them all in these four places. It's useless and irritating. For example, setting up a separate helm or something, I think you should be able to handle it."

Yaoguang hummed twice: "It's not difficult. I have selected more than a dozen sub-rudders, and now there are four eight-bag elders."

Jiang Fan said: "It's far from enough. I want my Beggar Gang to be wherever there are beggars in the world. You have a long way to go."

Yaoguang sighed, but his expression was clearly extremely excited.

"Why do you have so many melons on your head? When I first heard about your idea, I was so scared..."

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "It suits you just right. People like you are not suitable to be confined to one place. Whether it is Paradise City or a mortal residence, it is not a place you should stay for a long time. Besides, with the Beggar Clan, you can really count. "Shangbai Xiaosheng."