I Become A Saint By Studying

"Dayan's hero?"

Lin Yi was moved, and looked at Commander Du in puzzlement.

"kindness!"

On Yan Shuangwu's cruel official face, there was a trace of solemnity.

He waved.

A carriage drove out from the alley and stopped in front of him and Lin Yi.

"grown ups!"

Long Wei, dressed as a coachman, jumped out of the carriage, cupped hands towards Yan Shuangwu, looked at Lin Yi, and showed a smile.

"Bachelor Lin, this is the command of the Dragon Guard, Long San!"

Yan Shuangwu stepped into the carriage, turned his head and motioned for Lin Yi to come up with him, "Come on!"

"kindness!"

Lin Yi jumped into the carriage, both shocked and confused.

what happened?

Why did Commander Longwei introduce his subordinates to him?

What is the purpose?

Is it because he pleads for the people, this kind of character of death fits the vocation of Longwei, an organization?

So... Master Yan wants him to enter Longwei?

Gan!

The carriage drove to the west city of Nanxiang Prefecture.

Xicheng belongs to the civilian area, and most of them are ordinary people in Life, but they can be considered to have no worries about food and clothing.

...

A certain private school in the west city.

The carriage stopped.

Commander Lin Yi and Long Wei entered the private school.

Long San glanced at Lin Yi's back, and then looked around. Wherever he looked, there were Longwei ambushing...

Regardless of whether the commander Yan Shuangwu is the third rank Cultivation Base or not, the possible identity of the prince is involved.

They all need Longwei to keep an eye on them.

At the same time, in order to prevent outsiders from disturbing Du Commander, Lin Yi and... the heroes of Dayan!

This moment.

In the classroom in the private school.

An old man with white hair leaning on a pair of crutches was looking down at the books on the desk.

Then he raised his head, looked at the young man with an energetic face, and recited, "Saint Yungu said that those who wish to manifest their virtues in the world should rule their country first..."

In the private school classroom, more than a dozen teenagers in plain clothes recited "Saint cloud..."

After the young man finished reciting, someone asked, "Master, what does this sentence mean?"

The other boys looked curiously at the crutch master.

The Master laughed and said, "It means that those who want to promote the upright and upright character in the world must first govern their own country well..."

"But we are not real scholars..." A teenager said in frustration.

"The reason why my husband reads and learns is to have fun, improve eyesight, and benefit ears..."

The Master said, "That is to say, the reason why we want to study and learn is to broaden our minds and make us uniquely discerning, so as to benefit our future life path..."

"It has nothing to do with whether you have the heart of literature or not!"

"To govern a country, you don't necessarily have to go to the Holy Academy, and the Master has no literary heart, but the Master is here to teach you the Saint theory and the principles of life. If you learn and practice with your heart, this country will naturally change. better!"

The white-haired master smiled at the group of vigorous youths, and said, "Isn't this governing the country?"

outside the classroom.

Lin Yi looked at the white-haired master with a bit of respect in his heart.

At such a great age, and with only one leg left, he still stands on the podium and gives lectures to this group of teenagers.

Teach them to read and write, teach them to learn.

Yes.

Anyone in a country, as long as they all have the spirit of striving towards a goal, the country will definitely become better.

Lin Yi was a flower grower in his previous life, and he saw that kind of spirit from his father's generation.

Later, he also grew up and saw that the flower growers were getting better and better...

Looking at the teenagers in the classroom, Lin Yi thought of the homeland he once loved, and couldn't help blurting out, "A strong youth makes a country strong!"

"A strong youth makes a country strong?"

The Commander of the Dragon Guards was shocked, and stared at Lin Yi in a daze, his eyes were as bright as a star, "A strong boy makes a country strong!"

in class.

When the white-haired master heard the voices of Lin Yi and Yan Shuangwu, he was taken aback for a moment, and then his whole body exuded a fierce aura.

The eyes of all the young people were shining brightly, and each of them subconsciously straightened their spines, saying, "A strong young man makes a country strong!"

this moment.

There is a strong belief in their hearts...the mental outlook is completely new.

"You study your homework!"

The white-haired master seemed to recognize Yan Shuangwu, the commander of the capital, and asked the teenagers to review their homework.

On the other hand, he leaned on a cane, kicking and kicking towards the outside of the classroom.

His body seemed to be shaking.

Lin Yi wanted to go up to help her, but Yan Shuangwu took the first step...

I saw Yan Shuangwu with red eyes, supporting the white-haired master.

"Master Yan!"

The white-haired old man was also in tears. He was joyful and touched, and said, "Master Yan, go outside...the children are all in class!"

"it is good!"

Yan Shuangwu nodded softly, not disturbing the group of hard-working teenagers.

...

In the small courtyard of the private school.

The white-haired master burst into tears suddenly, put down his crutches hastily, and wanted to salute Yan Shuangwu.

"General Wei, absolutely not!"

Yan Shuang Martial Sage's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly stopped the white-haired master's salute.

'Is he a general? Is this the Dayan hero that Lord Yan said? ’ Lin Yi was moved.

The white-haired master wiped the corners of his eyes with an old Confucian shirt, and choked up, "Master Yan, the old man can't afford to be a general like Master Yan, and Master Yan is already very satisfied to see the old man!"

Yan Shuang Martial Dao "It was His Majesty who asked this envoy to come and see you, and wanted to know how you are doing, whether you have any needs, and whether you have encountered any difficulties!"

"Your Majesty!"

Hearing these words, the white-haired master suddenly lost control of his emotions and burst into tears. He forced himself to break away from Yan Shuangwu's support, and headed towards the capital, kowtowed and cried loudly, "The old minister is just a useless person. How can His Majesty still think about it for so many years? The old minister is ashamed." , I hate that I can't go to battle to kill the enemy, slay demons and eliminate demons, and protect my Dayan..."

"But even if the old minister is crippled, he is grateful for His Majesty's great wish, and he never slacks off, teaching and educating people... Your Majesty!"

The white-haired master was already sobbing.

Yan Shuangwu turned his head, looked at Lin Yi with red eyes, "Scholar Lin, this General Wei, 20 years ago, he patrolled the northern border by himself, met the Northern Demon Squad, killed the demons outside the border by himself, and warned in advance , so that the Zhenbei Army resisted the massive invasion of the demons of the Northern Kingdom, and made great military exploits..."

"It's a pity that he was injured in a battle. His Majesty thought that he was old and had been a soldier all his life, so he asked him to retire and return to his hometown to take care of him for the rest of his life!"

"General Wei refused, but he knew His Majesty's heart well, so he decided to disarm and return to the field... But he thought he could no longer serve His Majesty, and he had nothing but a Cultivation Base. He was even more afraid that he would get out of control after drinking and hurt the common people, so he destroyed his literary heart. Cut off a leg..."

"Master Yan, stop talking, stop talking..."

The white-haired master stood up tremblingly, grabbed Yan Shuangwu's arm, and said with red eyes, "Long Wei comes to visit the old man every year. It takes too much energy and money to buy this and that, so I won't use it from now on!"

"After so many years, His Majesty has never forgotten the old man, and the old man died in peace!"

talking.

The white-haired master looked at Lin Yi and said, "Master Yan, who is this young man?"

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