I Become A Saint By Studying

The generals and soldiers of the Northern Army also saw this scene, but they were not greatly moved.

"Are they... arranged by you?"

Lin Yi looked at Zhao Tai.

Zhao Tai shook his head and said, "What did I arrange for them to do?"

"This Palace, go and have a look!"

Lin Yi was curious about the combination of the lame old man and the young scholar, so he went over to say hello: "Is the old senior taking the students for a spring outing?"

The academies also hold such outing activities from time to time, which is of great benefit to broaden the horizons of bachelors.

The lame old man glanced at Lin Yi, and then at the soldiers of the northern army in Confucian shirts, and knew that they were a group of cultivators.

They are completely different from ordinary scholars.

The old man cupped his hands and said: "It turned out to be a scholar, this old man is taking the students from the school to the military cemetery in the capital."

"The Cemetery of Soldiers?"

Lin Yi's mind moved, it was the same as his destination.

Then he took a closer look and found that they were all ordinary scholars without a literary heart.

"Yeah, the school is about to start, let these teenagers know that a country without heroes is unfortunate, a country with heroes but doesn't know how to respect it is hopeless, there are great people but don't know how to support them Ai Dai is even more hopeless."

The lame old man said: "His Royal Highness builds a cemetery for soldiers in the capital, so that the souls of heroes can return to their hometowns, and it will also be remembered by future generations. This is of good educational significance. Dayan who has heroes and respects heroes is lucky."

When Lin Yi heard this, his mind was greatly shocked, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Even when the old man left and walked away with a group of young scholars, he still hadn't recovered.

for a long time.

Lin Yi smiled.

There is such a group of people in Dayan, even after going through ups and downs, the fate of the country is always lingering.

It is they who pay silently and educate generations of people.

"Actually, what I can do is to compare my heart with my heart. Whether they can come to their senses depends on their good fortune..."

Lin Yi looked at the group of Northern Army soldiers.

For this month's study, he will not deliberately ask for anything, but just teach step by step.

What effect can be achieved in the end, he no longer deliberately pursues it.

Those who have the heart will naturally turn to the court.

Unintentional, you can never change, don't force it.

"Walk!"

Lin Yi continued to set off, followed by Zhao Tai and a group of Zhenbei troops.

Long Trip.

dozens of kilometers.

Without any talent blessing, Lin Yi and the others are like ascetic monks, always following behind the lame old man and the group of young people.

A strong youth makes a country strong.

Lin Yi did not surpass them, but chose to be with them, silently watching them burst out with an upward and persistent force.

At the same time, I cheered silently in my heart.

At this moment, he admired the lame old man.

"It's been several hours, how long will it take?"

"If the little dean thinks that this can temper us, then he has made a wrong calculation. Marching is what we are best at."

"I don't understand, what's the point!"

Many soldiers of the Zhenbei Army have already shown a look of impatience.

The march stopped and stopped, following behind the lame old man and a group of teenagers, which made them feel particularly aggrieved.

Why let them?

Why wait for them?

Finish things early, go back to drink and sleep early, isn't it delicious?

Hearing these people's comments, Lin Yi stopped, turned around and said, "This road is very long, but at the end of the road, there are people we should respect and remember. If you feel slow, you can speed up. This dean will not blame you!"

The voice fell.

"I can't even walk with a cripple. This is a disgrace to my marching career. I will take a step first!" Some soldiers stepped forward and moved forward quickly.

Then more and more soldiers followed.

finally.

Only Lin Yi and Zhao Tai were left.

"..."

Zhao Tai was silent, looked at Lin Yi and said, "Your Highness, can this group of people really be tamed?"

"Don't force it!"

Lin Yi smiled, looked at the lame old man and the group of sweaty teenagers who were still walking silently, and said, "I have already seen Dayan's hope. This month, I will teach quietly, what can I do?" , depends on their own heart."

Zhao Tai didn't say much.

He is destined not to feel the pattern of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but he has to say that the lame old man and these young men really shocked him a lot.

Many academy bachelors are not as good as them.

The point is, they are just a group of ordinary teenagers at the bottom of Dayan, what kind of power supports them?

Belief?

hope?

...

east city.

Under the city gate.

Thirty-seven townsmen from the Zhenbei Army gathered together and talked about interesting things in the Zhenbei Army Camp.

Someone smiled and said: "I really don't know what the dean of Taishan Academy is doing, asking us to present flowers to the heroes of Dayan?"

"The hero of Dayan is right for us, the prince is right."

"That's right!"

Others also joined in.

At this time.

The lame old man led a group of young scholars, Lin Yi and Zhao Tai also caught up.

"Little Dean, we all arrived more than an hour early, you and this Lord Longwei, you can't do it!"

A soldier of the Zhenbei Army said.

The crippled old man was a little surprised, why did Lord Long Wei get mixed up with a group of scholars?

Moreover, he found that this group of scholars in Confucian shirts did not look like scholars, but more like a group of old men.

"My lords, the city gate has arrived, and it's time for us to part ways. Thank you for your company along the way..."

The lame old man said: "Although the old man is physically disabled, his heart is bright. You are Dayan's hope."

He looked at the group of young students behind him, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

They are all good seedlings for studying, but they have no literary heart, and no matter how hard they work, they can't match the ruthlessness of fate.

Lin Yi looked at the crippled old man with a smile, and said: "For the rest of the journey, the old senior will still walk with us. The place you are going to is actually the place where Junior is going."

"Let's go together!"

The lame old man froze for a moment, and said, "Are you also going to the generals' cemetery?"

"kindness!"

Lin Yi nodded.

The lame old man bowed to Lin Yi and Zhao Tai in awe, "My lords, please be respected by this old man!"

"The old senior is too polite, let's not waste time, let's go together!" Lin Yi helped the old man up.

subsequently.

The crowd set out to enter the city.

After entering the city, it is not far from the Dayan Generals Cemetery, and it is only half an hour away.

Outside the cemetery.

Hua Paguang has already led the team to wait, including officials from the Ministry of Rites, and prepared flower baskets and flowers, everything is ready.

Only the crown prince Lin Yi led the team here.

"His Royal Highness is here!"

Hua Paguang's gaze was always on the direction of the east gate, and when he saw the team appear, he seemed extremely excited.

He took the officials from the Ministry of Rites and hurried forward to meet him.

All of them have knelt down outside the cemetery in advance...