I Become A Saint By Studying

Deng Bin is an all-around talent of Taishan Academy.

Currently in charge of the logistics area, he has recruited many dragon guards, and following his orders can be regarded as having a formal establishment.

soon.

When the wine comes up, the bowl is a big bowl.

They are all rough guys from the military camp, with small wine glasses or something, they are too petty for them.

You have to drink in a big bowl when you drink.

Along with the drinks, there is also a food box for each person. No one knows what is inside.

"After drinking morning wine and taking a short rest, the one-month military academy training will officially begin..."

Lin Yi picked up a bowl of wine in front of him, and said to the soldiers: "This bowl of wine, I respect you for guarding the border for Dayan, protecting me and the people of Dayan, it's done!"

Lin Yi drank it down in one gulp.

In any case, they must be deeply aware that the Zhenbei Army is also Dayan's Zhenbei Army.

It's up to them to accept it or not.

But he had to say it.

All the soldiers were silent. Are they guarding the border for the sake of the people? Do not! They are to raise their Zhenbei King.

He didn't admit it in his heart, but he still picked up the wine bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

But soon.

Their expressions changed one by one.

this wine...

"Why does this wine taste like my mother made it?"

"My mother is in the north, but I am in the Zhenbei military camp, and I haven't been back for many years... This wine is very suitable!"

"Our wine tastes different?"

"Suddenly I miss my mother..."

Many soldiers of the Zhenbei Army were stunned for a moment, but there were also some soldiers who didn't have any special feelings.

Because they don't know what the wine brewed by Niang tastes like.

Because... no mother.

But my heart is also a little sour.

Lin Yi watched this scene silently, and then reminded: "There are breakfasts in the food box in front of you."

After all the soldiers drank, they inevitably wanted to eat some meat.

When they opened the food box, they were a little disappointed. There was no roast goose, hare or beef, just some dumplings.

Some are buns and some are pancakes.

The stuffing is different.

Some soldiers are all meat buns.

Some soldiers picked up their chopsticks, picked up a dumpling and started to eat. As they ate...the speed slowed down.

As he ate, his eyes filled with tears, and he whispered, "Mother... this is leek stuffing, only my mother knows that I love this taste, and this rice wine is also the taste of mother's brewing."

"The buns stuffed with mushrooms, and the crease, are from mother's buns."

"Guantangbao, this old soup...brother, this tastes exactly the same as the one made by mother."

"This sour radish, and this fermented bean curd, sour beans... like the ones from my old altar."

Many thousands and hundreds of households wept while eating.

Although the family was taken to the northern border by King Zhenbei, they seldom go back for many years. Sometimes they go on tour, and a tour lasts for several months.

Many times, they have long forgotten the taste of home.

I also forgot the dumplings made by my mother.

can now.

They were not in the north, but in the Taishan Academy in the capital, where they ate wine and dishes that tasted exactly like their mother's.

They were suddenly filled with emotion.

Heartstrings are touched.

One by one, without saying a word for a long time, eating steamed buns and dumplings slowly, will firmly remember the taste of mother's cooking.

Some people have red eyes from crying.

A man doesn't flick his tears easily, but he doesn't reach the sad point.

Lin Yi looked at them quietly, did not speak, and left time to them, thinking: "From the moment you put on the military uniform, you belong to Dayan, to the Zhenbei Army... Home is a distant homeland, It’s a nostalgia that can’t go back.”

"You are loyal to the Zhenbei Army, but what you can't take away is your nostalgia for your family."

"I can't bring your family here, because King Zhenbei will definitely know, so I can only bring you the taste of home that you miss."

"I don't need you to help me with anything, but... I hope you will always remember that behind you is not King Zhenbei, but your parents... and the people of Dayan who regard you as heroes."

"You should fight for your country and your family, not for one person."

Lin Yi murmured in his heart.

He didn't say these words. There are some things that taste bad when spoken out, and the time has not yet come.

I believe they will understand these words deeply after a month.

for a long time.

A soldier of the Zhenbei Army said, "Your Majesty ordered us to come to the capital for further studies. Dare I ask the little dean, what can you let us learn?"

Lin Yi said seriously: "Learn how to be a real general!"

All the soldiers were stunned.

Lin Yi continued: "A general is wise, trustworthy, benevolent, brave, and strict! A general who knows how to fight, is in charge of life and the people, and the master of the country's safety."

hum!

All the soldiers were shocked immediately.

Although they haven't read any big books, they still understand the meaning of these words.

Generals who really know how to use troops and know the benefits and benefits of using them are in control of the life and death of the people and the safety of the country.

The king of Zhenbei also said similar words, extremely domineering, which fascinated them at the beginning.

Now I didn't expect that the little dean of the military academy would actually say that they could become generals like King Zhenbei.

impossible!

They knew that they came from a humble background, and protecting hundreds of households was already the limit, how could they become such generals?

"You don't believe it? But the dean believes it, otherwise why would the dean open a military academy?"

Lin Yi looked at these soldiers with a smile, and said, "This dean won't smash the signboard of own..."

The faces of all the soldiers of the Northern Army in the town changed.

Taishan Academy is indeed the scene of Sacred Land, such an academy will deceive them?

Lin Yi then stood up, did not continue the topic, and said: "Before the class starts, the dean will also take you to a place for the first class!"

"What's the first lesson?"

Someone asked again, and they became curious about everything.

They're not actually stupid.

The food and wine are obviously the taste of home, so Taishan Academy has undoubtedly done a lot for them.

Everything touched their heartstrings.

Lin Yi said solemnly: "Send flowers to the heroes of the Northern Army of Dayan Town!"

hum!

The bodies of all the soldiers trembled suddenly, and they felt a rush of blood rushing straight to their foreheads.

The hero of Zhenbei Army?

They are the Zhenbei Army.

Shouldn't the heroes of the Zhenbei Army serve and command them in the guards in the northern border?

Flowers?

What is this?

All the soldiers looked at each other, and found the confusion in each other's eyes, but inexplicably... there was a sense of expectation.

They want to see who the heroes of Zhenbei Army are!

Why are you offering flowers to him.

"Let's go now!"

Lin Yi opened his mouth and walked out of the military academy first.

The soldiers gently covered the food box, put down the wine bowl, got up and followed Lin Yi, and left Taishan Academy.

The Dayan Cemetery is a royal garden in the capital.

It is some distance from Taishan Academy.

But Lin Yi did not choose to follow the law with his words, nor did he choose to ride in a carriage. Some things, some people, need to be done physically.

It's like paying homage to a hero at this moment.

He took the soldiers of the Zhenbei Army to visit the heroes of the Zhenbei Army who committed themselves to the country 20 years ago.

This is also a kind of inheritance.

Army soul!

Lin Yi and Zhao Tai walked in front, followed by thirty-seven Tiger Guard soldiers of the Northern Army, and the group walked on the official road to the Cemetery of Soldiers.

However.

What surprised Lin Yi was that on the way he met a group of more than a hundred young scholars in Confucian shirts.

Their Confucian shirts are shabby, and they are all dusty, as if they have traveled a long way.

The leader of the team was an old man on crutches, with a limping leg, walking behind the team with difficulty.

Every once in a while, these young scholars would stop and rest for about ten seconds.

Ten seconds later.

The old man on crutches also caught up, and the team moved on.

They cooperated tacitly, without words, everything was so natural and harmonious.

"they are?"

Lin Yi turned his head to look at Zhao Tai beside him, feeling inexplicably touched.