The return of the national teacher warp speed

Standing in front of the old man, the face of the king was sinking like water, and the old minister who died admonishing him was crying, and the turbid tears flowed down the cheeks with gullies, and slid down to the corners of his lips that were cracked due to hunger and thirst. The old man was unmoved, and uncharacteristically—— Lan Jue didn't move either.

This time he did not reach out to support the trembling old man.

The military medical students of the military academy stopped their movements one after another. They retreated behind the king, remained silent, and stopped orderly persuading the old man to eat. Lan Jue made a gesture, and they dispersed on their own, and reconnected with Chi Yuan, who had been transferred away before. The seniors merged into one.

At this time, Lan Jue said slowly: "Master Wen has dedicated his life to the country and the people, and devoted himself to the society of the world. If you insist on doing so, as a junior, this king is willing to fulfill your integrity."

"Varied……"

"But you can't slander my Chiyuan." Lan Jue said, "If the country dies, it will be the incompetence of the rulers. What does it matter? Putting a hat of misfortune on someone's head, the guilt of the previous generation of mediocrity and indifference will be wiped out? Since you are willing to die to show your ambition, Lan has little talent and little learning, and he has fought in the battlefield for many years. I grew up in a barren place like an exile, didn't you always say that I am a country prince, have no integrity, and don't know rituals and music? It's just right, the boss should set an example and enlighten Lan."

After finishing speaking, he took a step back, out of the way, and reached out to compare the big stone tablet with the name of the school in front of the gate of the First Military Academy.

The military academy guards lined up from the rear, replacing the military doctors who had been on the saddle. They picked up the old courtiers who were kneeling on the ground. The veterans, who were used to military doctors, especially the soft-spoken girls, didn't react for a while. An arm was pulled out of its socket, but the face of the king standing in the middle was as frosty, and no one dared to cry out in pain.

They were thrown aside by the guards, and there was an unimpeded road from Elder Wen who was kneeling and crying bitterly to the stone tablet engraved with the words "First Military Academy".

Lan Jue stretched out his hand: "Please."

Since ancient times, death remonstrance by virtuous ministers is a good story. These stories are popular among these great Confucian scholars and literati. They have always been proud of this "integrity" and flaunted that they have the common people in their hearts. There are two routines—either a virtuous minister dies and remonstrates, and the wise emperor tries his best to stop him, and then he repents, or the foolish emperor ignores it. Although the virtuous minister is dead, he has all the names of his life and death. This is the first time this has happened—the king looks like Like a monkey show, clean up the scene, and can't wait for the ministers who have died to admonish them to die soon.

Song Yu, the veteran general who served as the principal of the military academy, rushed to the scene, frowned, and remonstrated in a low voice: "My lord, is this inappropriate?"

"General Song, I remember that you don't have these pedantic ideas."

"At the end of the day, the general feels that Mr. Wen Boxiu, the grandson of Mr. Wen, is still in Mobei and has a heavy responsibility. If his grandfather is allowed to pretend to be dead here, will he..."

Lan Jue smiled slightly: "You don't have to worry about that. Wen Boxiu can distinguish between public and private, so I reuse him. Besides, he was almost expelled from the ancestral hall because he disagreed with the elder Wen."

"Then there will be no objections." Song Yu raised his hands cheerfully, and stood behind Lan Jue, his expression seemed to say, "This scene is really exciting."

The old courtier knelt on the spot stiffly, tears and cold sweat pouring out together.

"My lord, I'm the elder of the two dynasties. I'm here today just to persuade the lord—"

"This king has already said it!" Lan Jue interrupted him loudly, "I am from a bad family background, I have no serious education, and my rituals and music are broken. Come on, hurry up, are you still dead today or not?"

"minister--"

"You, dead or not?"

The cold words came out of the king's mouth without the slightest hesitation, like a piece of ice thrown on the frozen river in the twelfth lunar month, the inside and outside are covered with ice, and the top and bottom are cold.The old courtier trembled and turned his head to look at those "partners", those comrades who had shared the same hatred with him just now, shrugged their shoulders and lowered their heads, not daring to look into the eyes of the king.

Before he could say anything more about the righteousness of the family and the country, the ruler who had been standing there seemed to have run out of patience. He actually rolled up his sleeves, walked over, and picked up the old man's collar—just like Lord Lan himself said He is so loud-he doesn't know rituals and music, has no education, he is a real barbarian prince, and everything he does is banditry. If he takes it to Shangdu Tianyan, he will be wiped out by Hua Chaochun every year. Some ridicule.

But he just did it.

Lan Jue grabbed the skinny old man, carried him a few steps to the stele, pressed the old man's head and slammed it hard!

The old man was already thirsty and hungry, but he was terrified by Lan Jue's unconventional playing of cards, and passed out before he could make a real move. The stele was flowing, but the military doctors of the military academy could tell at a glance that the death should not be dead, and the king did not beat and kill the old minister after all.

But he let go of his hand indifferently, turned around, and asked without warmth: "Who else wants me to fulfill your righteousness?"

Plop plop plop, the raging old courtiers knelt on the ground, begging for mercy loudly, after all, not many of them have any "integrity", it's just that the new military system has shaken their vested interests, follow this article Boss People make a fuss, but for their own pockets and power. Only now have they discovered that the new king of the Tang Kingdom can't be fooled by relying on the old to sell the old and talking about moral feelings.

Lan Jue waved again, and Yang Feng personally led the people to carry Mr. Wen away.

"Send it back to Wen Boxiu's house to raise him. He can't run out of money every month. It's not bad to raise an old man. Tell the steward in his mansion not to let the old man out if there's nothing else to do. Keep bumping, Mr. Wen." I will be angry with them when I come back," Lan Jue said.

But, the rest... Lan Jue looked around coldly at the gray faces of the crowd, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

It’s really like Mr. Wen’s remonstrance, starving for a few days, almost none of them, these nobles are lazy and greedy, relying on the military students not to do anything to them, but instead persuade them with kind words and provide medicines, it’s not here at all. "Tang Guohao", the kind of old man Wen, in Chu Xiang's words, is called "should be eliminated by the times". He is really pedantic, but he really thinks about the future of Tang Guo from his own perspective. As for these...

"If you just supported Mr. Wen, the king might still appreciate you, but since you all kowtow and plead guilty so straightforwardly, then you should also know that apology is not popular in Tang country now, and Tang country respects the law." Lan Jue was indifferent As soon as he finished speaking, a lecturer in the law department couldn't wait to take out this year's labor reform bill, and gave a good lesson to the troubled nobles present.

The construction of the railway is in full swing. In addition to prohibiting the use of child labor, the new "Labor Law" also clearly stipulates the minimum wage standard and reasonable working hours for all walks of life. Because it stipulates that overtime wages are doubled, it means that workers want to work overtime. The higher-ups have to weigh it, after all, there is a wave of ups and downs, and money is needed everywhere. Gu Linzhi lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he was busy spinning like a spinning top in Tang Dynasty, but his income and expenditure were barely balanced. , It's extremely difficult to keep some veterans, so these free coolies are really popular.

The nobles were treated equally, and all were thrown to the construction site, and they were scattered and thrown to different sections of the road, ensuring that it was impossible for them to unite.Many inmates in large prisons can also use labor services to obtain reduced sentences. These prisoners can choose to deduct their sentence or settle their wages if they can do more than the daily labor required. Recently, they have been given A new task has been added—the aristocrats who supervise the reformation through labor, and they can get extra rewards for reporting laziness, escape, plotting to sabotage, etc., and the prisoners everywhere are very satisfied.

However, internal and external troubles still exist today.

Various places have announced the epidemic one after another. Although the epidemic is not very serious, there have been incidents of attacks on the Chiyuan female soldiers in various places.Chu Xiang can conclude that the spies of the enemy country have disguised themselves as ordinary people and took the lead in doing these things.It's just that most of the spies are cunning, they only instigate, but don't end in person. Most of the assailants caught by the sheriffs from all over the country are simple and somewhat ignorant villagers who were instigated and used, and none of them were spies.

Chi Yuan's injury was getting worse, they gritted their teeth and persisted until the first case of death was reported.

On the way back to the capital, the female soldier was seriously injured and died of excessive blood loss. Only a pale body was left in front of Chu Xiang. The girl's life and beauty did not return with her body.

"Sister Xin was attacked by his father when he was giving medicine to a child."

"...So, did you do it in front of the child? To kill his savior?"

The female soldiers were silent, but they burst into tears.

"Sir... Do you think we are not good enough? Is there anything we are not doing right?"

Chu Xiang looked at the haggard girls in front of her with a bit of bitterness, and slowly shook her head.

"Captain..." Xie Zhiwei called out hesitantly, "Are you okay?"

It took a long time for Chu Xiang to answer him: "They were not wrong, I was wrong."

"captain?"

"It's my arrogance. I blindly adhere to the so-called Federal Fleet's principles. The fleet's principles require us not to do anything to civilians, and not to give up the treatment and protection of anyone. But the era I live in actually does not allow me to do so." Chu Xiang low Said, "I believe everything will be fine, but not now, not immediately. The place where I came from took hundreds of years for people to enter the threshold of interstellar civilization from modern civilization. Civilizations have sailed among the stars and passed by our planet silently countless times, it is our own progress that has won the ticket to enter the interstellar society."

"how do you want to do it?"

"Notify all Chi Yuans that all areas where attacks have occurred will be quarantined, and all local Chi Yuans will return, and none will stay behind." Chu Xiang said, "In the past, I regarded myself as a protector, but now I realize that I was wrong. , an excellent protector can be an excellent Federation captain, but if I keep doing this... Lan Jue and I will be the most failed rulers."

Curse?He thought, God punishes, we don't look at who is the one who came from heaven, let's see who punishes whom.

"But Captain, if we allow the epidemic to develop like this, will it cause worse public opinion?"

Chu Xiang smiled: "That's the next step. In the past, I was still against the superstition of 'demon star', but I just realized that I shouldn't demand too much scientific literacy from ordinary people. Superstitions can be used well. It’s not necessarily a bad thing.”