Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 17--
There was silence in the room for a long time, until Jananfeng tucked the red gauze scarf into his sleeve and coughed twice, breaking the embarrassing situation.

"I heard that the eldest daughter of Chen Liuxingye's family is different from ordinary people, and she even entered the academy!"

All of them had strange eyes, and it was written all over their faces that she was a related household.

Little did he know that when Xing Yeman's name appeared on the red list, the whole college exploded, and thus the most powerful household in the history of Wuji Academy was born.

"We came in on the road of Wuji, and I carried her on my back."

As if seeing the difference in the eyes of the crowd, with a little contempt, Li Qingmei explained lightly.

"That maidservant who walked up the steps in front of me that day was you?"

Gong Manman raised her eyebrows, as if she didn't believe that this thin maidservant had such great ability.

"If no other maid did the same, then you should be seeing me!"

Seeing her nodded slightly, Gong Manman clasped her fists with a look of admiration, while Zhan Ying strode straight to Li Qingmei's side and patted her on the shoulder.

"Good job, for Ben Taisui's temper!"

In the originally silent dormitory, everyone started chattering non-stop again.

Among the six, Li Qingmei was the oldest at 16 years old, Zhan Ying was 14 years old, and the petite Jananfeng was 13 years old.

Xingyeman is half a month younger than Jananfeng, Tao Qingcheng is 12 years old, and tall Gong Manman is the youngest in the dormitory, only 11 years old.

So the six people were ranked according to age, one, two, three, four, five, six. Li Qingmei only felt that the title of boss seemed to be the head of a big sister with a group of bad girls, so at her strong request, she changed it to sister Mei.

In the early morning of the next day, Xingye Nan picked up her sister, and Li Qingmei came to Sikong Que's small building early. Mr. Nanshan's apprentices were different, they all lived in single rooms.

She originally wanted to wait for him to wash and wash as usual, but saw Sikong Que waved his hand.

"Didn't you read the court rules? Article [-], do your own things independently, and don't let others do it. From now on, I will do these things myself!"

He quickly put on the blue courtyard uniform, then made the bed, and then went to the cafeteria to eat with his books and Li Qingmei.

The first class at the beginning of school is in the Martial Arts Hall. In the morning, it is the Art of War Theory class, which is divided into Art of War and the Art of Dunjia.

In the afternoon is the actual combat class, practicing swords, guns, swords and halberds, empty-handed duels, and formation of troops.

When the two entered the classroom, there were already many people sitting in the dark, at this time Xing Yeman waved at Li Qingmei.

"Sister, here, here, Ah Nan has reserved a seat for you."

After she was seated, she realized that apart from her, Xing Yeman, and the last hero, Gong Manman, there was no fifth woman in the classroom.

After thinking about it for a while, I understood that the four countries all value civil affairs over military affairs, and the status of generals cannot be compared with that of civil officials.

Military generals would nod and bow their heads when they saw civilian officials of the same level, and performed the ceremony of inferior officials, so most of the people who came to the martial arts hall were the children of the military generals' aristocratic families, or the children of the poor families in the world.

Aristocratic women are even more ashamed of vulgar dancing with knives and guns. On the contrary, in the Tangliangtang and Shangxiantang, the seats are full of talented and talented ladies, ladies and gentlemen.

And the noble princes and dukes all have special masters to teach self-defense skills, and there are master guards when they go out, and they sneer at the martial arts hall where people are beaten and killed at any time, and blood can be seen at any time.

She couldn't help being surprised that Xing Yenan and Sikong Que put aside their identities and came to lecture in the martial arts hall.

For example, the nobles of Tianhuang who are their identities are mostly more interested in the Raoliang Hall, the Shangxian Hall and the Shanggeng Hall. After all, the four countries are extremely fancy about farming.

After a long bell ringing, a well-mannered middle-aged professor came in with a book between his hands, and began to talk about the awkward "Six Secret Teachings of the Grand Duke":
Wen Tao——On the strategy of using people in governing a country; Wu Tao——On the strategy of using soldiers; Dragon Tao—On military organization; Tiger Tao——On the war environment and weapons and formations; —On the command training of the army.

Hearing that Li Qingmei was drowsy, she only felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and finally the upper and lower eyelids began to fight, and gradually the voice of teaching in class became humming.
As for the lectures on the podium, when he was spitting and speaking vividly, he inadvertently turned his head and saw that someone was dozing off in his class, and it was the first class of the school, it was really presumptuous, presumptuous.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Li Qing stood up abruptly, just about to cry out in pain, but when she saw the gloomy teacher holding a ruler in front of her, she immediately lowered her head.

"Student, you stood up because you disagreed with the sentence taught by the teacher that the days of the heavenly official, the yin and the yang are reversed?"

"Then tell me your opinion. If you can't convince everyone, you can wait for the end of this year's final exam."

"The time of the heavenly official, the yin and yang are facing each other!?"

Separately, she knows every word, but together they know me, I don't know them.

Li Qingmei was crying, listening to the depressing laughter around her, it's over, it's over, I'm ashamed and thrown at my grandma's house on the first day of school.

Suddenly, Sikong Que coughed a few times and flipped through his books.

Looking closely, I saw a few big flowing characters repeatedly tapped on the holder of his pen—the time and place were right, those were his notes.

She immediately drew countless cursed circles for the grandfather in her heart.

Hastily scanning the contents of the book, it is clear that four words can be said clearly, it must be so mysterious, both yin and yang.

"Master, the students do have objections to this sentence. Before expressing their objections, the students should apologize to the master. I'm sorry, students should not disrespect the teacher."

She made a deep bow, then changed the subject and began to speak eloquently.

"Arranging against the water is to put the army in a desperate situation, and arraying to the slope is to put the army in a useless place. For example, if there is a city now, attacking from the east and the west will not win."

"Attacking from the north and the south, you can't win. Don't the four directions adapt to the auspicious hour?"

"Students believe that the reason why they can't attack is because the defenders have high walls, deep moats, complete weapons and equipment, sufficient resources and food, and the concerted efforts of heroes."

"If its walls are low, its trenches are shallow, and its defenses are weak, it can be captured. During the Battle of Jishui, the founding ancestor of Dafeng, he lined up on the hillside and defeated many rebels with 500 people. Could it be that Is it because the formation set up by the rebel army has not benefited from the heavenly officials!"

"700 years ago, Master Tianzhao fought against Chen Liuguo. At that time, a comet appeared, and the handle of the comet pointed in the direction of Chen Liuguo. Some people believed that the direction pointed by the handle would definitely lead to victory, so they could not attack."

"Young master said: 'The comet is a broom star. When you hit someone with a broom, you should turn your head upside down and hit it with the handle to win.' So he fought Chen Liuguo the next day, and he really defeated Chen Liujun."

"From this point of view, it is better to give full play to the role of human beings than to believe in the timing of heavenly officials. First, ask gods and ghosts. Thinking about the right time and place, it is better to ask your own talents first."

After a while of silence, Li Qingmei saw that the instructor seemed to be in deep thought, with a blank expression, and wondered to herself, could it be that what she said was wrong?So he added another sentence weakly.

"It's up to people to make things happen, and God to plan things, but... things depend on people's efforts. The right time and place are important, but people and harmony are also indispensable. My fate is not up to God."

Hey, there are no words, she can only lower her head silently, wishing she could bury her in the ground like an ostrich.
(End of this chapter)