"Song Da, what are you fighting for in battle?"

Xu Le did not rush to take everyone to the Guanwen Palace to open his eyes, but instead had a family conversation with Song Bao.

To be honest, Song Bao's character is not popular with Xu Le and others, and he is not from Xu Jialu's farmer. After all, there is a layer of separation between Xuanjiaqi's internal relationship.

In public affairs, this kind of closeness and distant relationship has no effect. Xu Le will not abolish the public because of his own private affairs. Xuanjiaqi itself is also a place where strength is emphasized rather than relationships.

After all, as the Li family's sharp sword, this army is going to charge forward and bear the fierce battle. There is no sight on the battlefield, and no one will show mercy because of your relationship.

In this environment, you must have more ability than anything else, otherwise it will not only harm yourself but also the entire army.

However, public is public and private is private. When there is no war, Song Bao can still feel this kind of alienation and lacks this opportunity to chat with each other.

So when Xu Le asked this question, Song Bao's first reaction was stunned, and he couldn't believe that this was actually asking him.

He hesitated for a moment and found that he really didn't know how to answer.

Finally, he had to smile and said, "Why else? A man was born between heaven and earth and practiced his skills, so he naturally had to exchange for fame, wealth, and golden beauty.

Without these, what's the point of living?"

His answer is actually the voice of most military men nowadays.

Even those tourists from Xujialu Village had similar ideas to Song Bao.

It is nothing more than a difference in specific goals, and it is essentially for promotion, wealth, prosperity, wealth and prosperity.

From the Qin and Han dynasties to the present, fighting for a future with one sword and one shot has always been the pursuit of military men.

The military merit system was popular with soldiers because it satisfies the pursuit of military men.

Xu Le nodded and then said, "Song Da said it was just his heart.

Everyone fights hard and makes a living with their heads, so they naturally want to enjoy happiness.

But my mind is different from Song Da.

I came out of Xu Jialu that day, but because Wang Rengong was too heavily exploited, I wanted to take the risk of getting back to Yi to get some money to ensure the safety of my hometown.

Later, he avenged his grandfather and found a way out for his fellow villagers.

Now I want to kill peace for the world!”

His eyes scanned everyone, with a fiery and sincere look. Everyone present could feel that the true intentions of the Lord were absolutely false.

"In the past, Sima Wudao's Eight Kings were in turmoil, and now the heroes are competing for the Central Plains.

In recent years, the world is full of turmoil and war. Everyone wants to kill with courage, but never thought about what the world will become if they continue to kill like this.

My grandfather told me about the battle that year. The corpses accumulated and blood flowed into a river. There were no farmers in the fields and no chickens crowing in the village.

It is common for human flesh to be used as food, and corn and pearls are not rare.

If the world always looks like that, what’s the use of our wealth?

Think about it, if the whole world is in Luoyang now, what's the point of our position and the ministers who opened the government and established a house?

You cannot fight without fighting in the world, and you cannot fight all day long.

If the people are poor and the money is gone, then the world will not be considered the world.

We sacrificed our lives to fight just to stop fighting and bring peace to the world.

Let’s just talk about it directly, we fight so that our descendants don’t have to live like ours, and can have a few days of peace and food.”

Xu Jialu's eyes were a little wet, and some people couldn't help but sigh: "Actually, I still want to follow the old lady to cultivate the fields.

If there were no Turkic people, Wang Rengong would not have been able to do farm work and practice martial arts every day. Although life was poorer, it would be much more comfortable than it is now."

Han Yue, who had always been calm, couldn't help but say at this time: "If there were no such many wars at the moment, Xiao Liu and I could spend more time with my mother, how happy would she be?"

Song Bao did not agree with this. He was born with a scheming personality. If he could only live his duty, he would feel uncomfortable.

However, he was obedient and knew that if he sang the opposite tune in this occasion, he would definitely get rid of it. So he kept everything in his heart and said nothing on the surface.

Xu Le nodded to everyone: "It takes swords to conquer the world, and it depends on articles to conquer the world.

Although we are all military men, we have to admit that soldiers and armor can only kill people but not calm the people.

If you want your descendants to live a peaceful life, you have to read and read, so that you can understand the truth.

On that day, my grandfather also taught everyone to read, but when it comes to the results, it is far from being compared with fighting.

It’s not everyone’s fault or grandpa, but there’s nothing we can do about it.

Our Shenwu is such a place. The man in the clouds is born to play with a knife and a pen.

But even if we are in our stomachs, there is nothing we can do about it.

Grandpa wants to teach, but everyone wants to learn, but there is no way to teach because we don’t have books.”

The room was speechless.

What Xu Le said is the crux of the problem. There are so many people in Xu Jialu, but not all of them are willing to be blind, and there is no way to do so.

It is said that people are poor, rich and powerful, but for most people in this era, studying is not something that poor people can hope for.

People's livelihood has been difficult for years of war. Where can ordinary families have the conditions to collect books?

Most of the books are in the hands of the noble families, and their huge wealth can support their knowledge reserves, which in turn allows them to monopolize culture and education.

If ordinary people have extraordinary talent or have unique adventures, they can develop through force.

But if you want to read and read, you really have no way to go.

I can only hope to get a professor from a capable person, or by chance, get a family and borrow books from them.

On that day, Xu Dan could buy swords, guns, swords and halberds in Xu Jialu, or secretly prepare armor, but he could not create a few books.

Even Xu Le’s writings and works are taught in every detail by Lao Xu, and the books are written down by his own memory.

These things are too exhausting and can only be taught one-on-one to Xu Le, and others cannot enjoy them at all.

If Xu Gan had a few books in his hand that day, the situation would naturally be much better.

At least you can tell the book or make people recite it in front of it, the effect will be much better.

Bu Li looked at the books and his eyes were straightened, and suddenly he continued: "Grandpa Luo Dun also said that if he could go back with a few volumes of Chinese books, it would be okay if he didn't drink for a year.

If Liang Haite's hero only knows how to pull the bow but not the truth, he can only hunt foxes for generations."

“That’s exactly that.

If we do not read, illiterate, and do not know etiquette, then future generations will only fight like us and will never live a peaceful life.

What is even more terrifying than this is that all our efforts today may be in vain. Not to mention benefiting our descendants, it is not that easy for future generations to remember us.

Song Da couldn't tell the difference between the Southern Qi and the Northern Qi, but his uncle who taught you all his skills was a subordinate of Hebayue, the country's country.

When they were young, the Liang Dynasty was still there, and they could also know why the Southern Qi was from their parents.

When you get to this, you can only remember Chen Shubao. I am afraid that even Emperor Wu of Liang can’t figure out who it is for, so this is not reasonable.”

Song Bao laughed dryly a little embarrassedly: "I'm just laughing at Le Langjun, it's all because we're not good at using it."

"No! Our famous Tie Feiyan in Shenwu, who dares to say that you are not good at using your brain?

On the contrary, you are smarter than most people, and you will definitely achieve something if you study literature.

It’s just that I haven’t read books when I was a teenager, and relying on the word and heart to teach my memories, I naturally tend to make mistakes and misunderstands. It’s not surprising that I can’t remember the previous dynasty.”

Xu Jialu's shopkeepers must have understood Xu Le's meaning. Knowledge cannot be passed on by word of mouth, and eventually it will be written and compiled into a book.

People’s memories will be wrong and forgotten, and the words written on silk, sheepskin or paper will not be.

No one wants his deeds to be forgotten, but no one can stop this from happening.

Just like Song Bao made a joke, he couldn't avoid it.

Whoever made his family have a bad life? He had to admit it after all these years.

But your descendants should have a better way out, at least remember your ancestors and the glory of their ancestors.

When everyone looked at the books again, their eyes had changed.

Neither just looking at the glass on the scroll, nor do I treat them as rags, but watching them attentively, for fear that the baby will be defective.

If Xu Le used military orders to convey it simply and bluntly from the beginning, he could also achieve the goal and might be faster.

But that is a high-pressure method, and soldiers will only obey and will not understand the meaning.

Now that we can break it and explain it clearly, these military generals will understand the preciousness of books.

At this time, it was not the Lord who asked them to protect the books, but they were willing to protect them from the bottom of their hearts, for fear that they would be injured.

At this moment, these books are no longer simple books, but hope for their children and grandchildren to change their destiny.

Xu Le said: "No matter how much more treasures and silk we have today, we will spend it sooner or later.

These books can be passed down from generation to generation, allowing our descendants to read and know etiquette, and more importantly, they can give them more choices and give them a way to gain fame without fighting."

Song Bao was also fascinated by the sound of hearing, and suddenly said, "Mr. Le Lang said this, but I have heard that the imperial examination in the Sui Dynasty is famous but not real.

Those who study must first be recommended by officials before they can take the exam. They cannot vote for the discs themselves. After taking the exam, they are still the people from the aristocratic families.
To be continued...