Talk about the Seminar

Yang Ling never brought troops, but fortunately his generals were all climbed up through many battles. Yang Ling just taught them his own little knowledge and integrated them into their combat experience.

Since he had only five hundred personal troops left under his command, he could barely deal with it with his ability. Yang Ling did not train these five hundred personal troops according to the method of soldiers, but trained them according to the method of training officers.

Among these people, there are many talents with high military qualities. Once taught by the generals and the bold support of Yang Ling, the attack, defense, retreat, ambush, detour, the inside line to the outside line, and the surrounding area are all the tactics and tactics that are mainly firearms are all the same.

However, Emperor Zhengde cannot understand so much at this time. In his eyes, he wished he could go on the battlefield and kill the enemy in person. Now Yangling's army is a firearm, and Yangling dared not let him take risks. However, the rumbling of cannons and the sound of gunfire made Zhengde, who had never seen this scene, was excited to say: "I will perform martial arts in the forbidden area after the wedding. The firearm is too sharp. Then the swords and spears will be transferred to fight me."

Yang Ling responded vaguely. It is not necessarily a bad thing to let the energetic young emperor practice martial arts and train troops. At the beginning, there may be a lot of fighting and quarrels. Over time, he will definitely have some understanding of leading troops and using troops. If he deliberately defeated him a few more times, according to the young emperor's unyielding nature, he will definitely study the military books seriously.

Yang Ling thought of these many thoughts in his heart, but the Seminar of the Convent was under his heart, but now he was not in the mood to think so much. Let me attend the Seminar of the Convent? What should I say? If you know what the world will look like in five hundred years, do you dare to stand on the Tsinghua podium and point fingers at the professors?

Yang Ling was so worried that until she forced Emperor Zhengde away with a smile, Yang Ling returned to the mansion with a frown. Entering the garden of the back garden, the two maids saw the master coming back and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. Yang Ling nodded indifferently. He looked at him and asked, "Where is the madam?"

The little maid Gao Wenlan was originally the nephew of the Gao family. Yang Ling couldn't bear to let her do some despicable work, so she stayed in the inner courtyard and became the maid general manager. She hurriedly came up and said, "Madam, Miss Xueer, Sister Wenxin went to the backyard to pick vegetables, and she will be back in a while."

Han Youniang couldn't stay idle, and there was a large open space in the back of the Gao family's inner garden. It was a pity for Youniang to see it. More than acres of land were opened to plant many fresh dishes. At first, she only dared to point fingers, but later she saw that Yang Ling ignored her and was quite indulging intent, so she changed into thick clothes and went on the battle herself.

Her farm work is more proficient than this girl in the mansion. With her careful care, the vegetables in the field are very good. The fresh vegetables used in the mansion are grown at home every day.

Yang Ling hummed. He walked into the inner study and sat on the chair. Looking at the dazzling array of thread-bound books on the shelf, he suddenly thought of the two thick stacks of martial arts secrets that Chen Jinnan asked him to read when Wei Xiaobao was about to enter the palace. Yang Ling couldn't help but smile bitterly.

A green shadow flashed at the door, as if a figure was passing by lightly, Yang Ling didn't pay attention. Then the man flashed back in surprise, saying, "Honey, are you back?"

Yang Ling looked up and saw that the beautiful maid in green clothes standing at the door was Yu Tangchun. She seemed to have just gone to dry clothes, her sleeves were half-rolled, revealing two white jade wrists like snow lotus roots. Her plain face was not covered with pink, but she was still dazzlingly beautiful.

She saw that Yang Ling had not taken off her armor and had no joy on her face. She hurriedly came forward obediently and said, "What are you worried about, Master?"

Why did Yang Ling say that he was going to the exam room? I was so scared? He hurriedly smiled and said, "Well, no, I just went to the mountain to accompany the emperor to perform a war, and I was a little tired."

Yu Tangchun was relieved and couldn't help but smile, and walked over lightly and said, "The master is in such a good body, just wearing such heavy armor to go up the mountain. No wonder." Yang Ling should have returned to the camp and replaced the armor. Just because he had something to do in his heart. He was closer to the house after seeing off Zhengde, so he came back directly.

Yu Tangchun said, "Master, let me loose your armor and take a break." Yang Ling stood up and frowned and said, "I said it a long time ago, there is no need to call myself a maid, why do you still say that?"

Yu Tangchun untied the silk ribbon on his armor for him. After hearing this, her pretty face turned red for no reason, she shyly lowered her eyes and said, "The maid is not...not...the emperor is not married yet."

The girl was embarrassed to say it directly, and turned to the emperor's wedding. Anyway, everyone now knows that the emperor's wedding is Yang Ling's wedding. Yang Ling couldn't speak awkwardly after hearing this.

His armor was well-made, not only beautiful and handsome, but also very heavy. The middle part of the grid was full of books. Yu Tangchun put it on tiptoe and wanted to put the armor on the high grid, but she couldn't pass it up, so she squatted down and placed it underneath.

Yang Ling looked at her back with delicate curves and charming charm, wearing a close-fitting blue and maid's clothes. When she squatted down, her buttocks were round, as if they were drawn from a compass. The lines were indescribable, and she couldn't help but jumped. She quickly turned her eyes and sat back on the chair and picked up the book to read it.

Suddenly, his shoulders sank. Yang Ling turned his head and saw two beautiful palms on his shoulders and gently massaged his shoulders. Yang Ling remembered Su San's fate. He was destined to be destined to be in a state of destiny. He first married a businessman as his concubine, went through a prison disaster, and finally married Wang Jinglong. As for whether she was happy after becoming Wang San's concubine, I don't know. Anyway, the story ended successfully.

Now? This well-behaved and beautiful woman came to her by chance. Wang Jinglong went to Tailing in trouble. What will her fate be? Who will be left in the future?

Yang Ling suddenly held her hand and asked softly: "Su San, how old are you this year?"

Yu Tangchun was pressed by him and couldn't help but blush and replied, "I was only seven years old when I bought a scale of gold. Now my maid is fifteen years old."

"Fifteenth..." Yang Ling's heart moved and asked, "Your family... do you still remember? If you have the chance to see you again..."

Yu Tangchun quickly intercepted: "I have no family!"

Yang Ling couldn't help but feel silent. Then she remembered that she was resold to a brothel by her parents for hundreds of cents. She was seven years old at that time, so how could she not remember? If she said she had no hatred in her heart, how could it be possible?

Yu Tangchun's body approached a little and said softly: "My maid is born in a humble and has become a worldly mortal. I have long forgotten how I came from and where I will go. After entering the Yang family's door and meeting the master and wife, the maid is like a fairyland in heaven, and it is happier day by day than year. Now the Yang family is my home, and you and my wife are my relatives."

As she approached, Yang Ling's shoulder, which was only a thin layer of robe, suddenly felt a strange feeling. It was so elastic, soft and wonderful that Yang Ling immediately realized that it was her breasts. His heart couldn't help but pound, and the tactile nerves in his body seemed to be concentrated on his right shoulder.

Ziyi felt that wonderful and ecstatic feeling, soft and elastic, she was only fifteen years old. Did the beauties mature so early?

The weather seemed to be getting hotter, and the cicadas outside the window were so annoying. Why was there no wind at all?

Yu Tangchun said emotionally, and said unconsciously: "Sister Youniang told us your concerns, Master. You are willing to think about us for so long. Xueer and I are not very grateful. People have always only taken a fancy to our appearance. Who is willing to think about us like this?"

Yang Ling felt a chill on his back. Crystal tears fell down: "Life is like a dream. Yu'er only hopes that he has been suffering for so long and can have a beautiful dream. Who will care about the length of the dream? Wouldn't you hear that the golden wind and jade dew will be better than countless people in the world? How come the master has such a strange idea? You don't know... I wonder if Yu'er's heart has been given to you long ago?"

I heard a jade man whispering like a flower like a jade in my ear. Whose heart is still as hard as iron? Yang Ling temporarily put aside the annoying secrets in his heart. He just wanted to turn around and comfort her, but his shoulders moved. Yu Tangchun had already realized that he was too ambiguous and couldn't help but shout and bounced away.

Yang Ling turned around and saw this famous beauty in history. Her eyes were looking at him affectionately with tears in her eyes. However, her rosy and shy cheeks were filled with sweet smiles that seemed to be sweet. She looked gentle and gentle.

A magnanimous spirit suddenly rose in Yang Lingdi's heart: I can conquer this beauty that has been passed down through the ages. What are I afraid of? Is this sutra so scary that I can't conquer a few old people?

He stood up suddenly and grabbed Yu Jie'er's hands. As soon as Yu Tangchun's hands were clenched by him, his eyes were immediately hazy as if water was about to simmer out. His red little mouth was half open and half closed, and his body was about to become soft.

Yang Ling grabbed her tender gloves and said affectionately: "Yu'er..."

Yu Tangchun's heart was pounding, and after a while, she moaned from her throat: "Hmm? Old... Master..."

"Go and help me find all the local history books. Master, I will study all night today!" Yang Ling said with great fighting spirit.

Yu Tangchun: "........."

The lecture finally reopened.

The Hanlin scholars who wrote blood letters were just the only one who wrote the Hanlin scholars. The inspectors and the imperial envoys cheered and cheered: How could an emperor who did not hold a lecture on the sutra? Now that the gods and Buddhas in the sky are all influenced by their spirits, the emperor has finally returned to the right path of a wise king.

However, the news that Yang Ling, the general of Shenji Camp, was also going to attend the lecture, shocked them again. The lecture was a place for civil and military officials to preach the scriptures and talk about the emperor. The Ming Dynasty never stipulated that military generals could not attend the lecture, but no military general took the initiative to attend the lecture. Even Yang Ling was a Confucian general, but wasn't knowledge qualified to show his skills in the lecture?

If the emperor wants to give him military power, and to favor him, he will endure it. This lecture is a holy place for civil servants, and is it also the kind of person he comes to? This is the most serious provocation!

Emperor Zhengde reopened the first imperial lecture, so it was very popular.

The Hanlin Academy, the Inspectorate, the Zhan Shi Mansion, and the Chinese officials in the court were like they went to Beijing to take the exam. They cited the classics and worked hard all night. They carefully considered and deleted the text, and finally wrote about the flowers and memorized them. They must make a splash and make Yangling look dirty.

In Wenhua Hall, before the time came, there were already a crowd of officials, which was even more lively than when he was in court. Anyway, Emperor Zhengde opened a golden mouth. Today, all civil and military officials could attend the imperial lecture. Even if they were fine, they would come to watch the fun.

The imperial lecture was reopened today. The three great ministers of the cabinet also attached great importance to it. Liu Jian, Xie Qian and Li Dongyang were appointed as the chief minister of the Ministry of Personnel, Ma Wensheng, Minister of War, Liu Daxia, Minister of Revenue, Han Wen, and Wang Hua, the new Minister of Rites, were all present. The lecturer was Yang Tinghe, a scholar of Zhan Shifu, and the official of the exhibition was Hanlin Academician Lun Wenxu.

This show was unprecedentedly luxurious. Wang Yue, the eunuch of the Sili Prison, personally led two eunuchs, eight small yellow gates, and brought together the collection of classics, history, and scholars to set up imperial cases and tell the case. When he arrived at Wenhua Hall, he saw many generals. Old Wang Yue was also shocked. He served four generations of emperors, but he had never seen so many generals come to attend the lecture. It is said that among these people, there are many generals who can only write their own names, so why did they come to join in the fun?

Although Wang Yue is a high-ranking and powerful person, he is the leader of the inner minister. He controls the East Factory and the West Factory, but he is loyal and has no ambition. Although Dai Yi is a favorite. However, when he heard that Dai Yi concealed the water seeping of the previous emperor's tomb, Wang Yue's heartbroken anger was not under Emperor Zhengde, so the eunuch, the leader of the ritual supervisor, was imprisoned. Wang Yue ignored him and was always out of the matter. Because he had this attitude, Fan Ting, the East Factory, who had acquainted with Dai Yi, did not dare to act rashly, so that Zhang Xiu became timid in saving Yang Ling.

Now Dai Yi is out of prison. He is secretly resentful to Wang Yue, but although this old Wang Yue is the chief spy, he is very honest and does not notice it at all.

The Wenhua Hall was originally civil servants, but the number of military generals in the capital that I have visited today is not less than that in civil servants. This is indeed the first time since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. Therefore, all civil servants stood in civil servants in the left palace and military officers in the right palace according to the rules of going to court. The civil servants were the leader of civil servants. Although the military generals ranked Liu Daxia first, Yang Ling, a third-rank general in the small land, stood in front of the hall. No matter how high or lower the rank was, they all took a vague step back and hugged him in front like stars.

Excited! He has a long face! Today, the generals can finally straighten their backs and enter the Wenhua Palace. As for General Yang Shen’s knowledge... Don’t think that these generals are illiterate and lack clues. They have inquired in advance. The prodigy Yang Ting and the Grand Secretary have praised him. That’s not bad?

Yang Ling stood there with a bit of anger, and was better off talking less than talking more. He refused to say anything he didn't understand, and just talked nonsense when he seized the opportunity. He knew nothing about the historical records. He could not understand anything except knowing that "the three people must be my teacher." "Isn't it pleasant to learn and practice it from time to time?" He could not recite a few words. He could not fight literature, but he could talk about the mountains?

Therefore, Yang Ling was wearing armor, handsome and extraordinary, with her feet standing in the local area, her eyes were closed but not closed, and her expression was as calm as water. If she were to have a beard, she would suddenly think that someone would carry the statue of Guandi Saint Lord.

Insider Liu Jin and others were confused by Yang Ling's words about foreign experiences. They really thought that he was well-educated in Chinese and Western learning and knew everything, so they came up with such a bad idea. Emperor Zhengde blindly listened to the blind faith. When the time for the lecture was up, he actually went to the palace to listen to the class with great enthusiasm for the first time.

Emperor Zhengde ascended the palace and raised his throne. After the officials bowed three times and nine times, the guards with swords carried the lecture to Zhengde's Longshu case. The official of the Honglu passed the imperial edict to start the lecture. Because it was Emperor Zhengde's first lecture, Lun Wenxu and Yang Tinghe did not have a long lecture as lecturers. They only talked about the importance of Emperor Hongwu's lectures. The emperor used all officials as his teachers to learn Confucian classics. He smiled and retreated aside and handed the battlefield to the civil and military officials.

Yang Shousui, the new Minister of the Ministry of Works, immediately went out to speak the Four Books and Five Classics. His words had been drafted long ago. When he spoke, he quoted the scriptures and stumbled. When he talked about the wonderful things, the civil officials were full of praise. He widened his eyes and waited to see the war's generals yawned, and even Emperor Zhengde's eyes were straight.

Finally, Yang Shousui's fatigue bombing stopped, and another talented man named Wang Yang came up. Wang Yang once won Jieyuan, Huiyuan, and Tanhua, and almost won three yuan in a little while. That knowledge is beyond words.

Mr. Wang also recited Yu Yong's pursuit of the gangster again, and even pricked up his ears to find some topics from it, Yang Ling was tired of listening.

Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh: These people are talking about moral articles, and occasionally something that can touch reality. However, the world pattern faced by the saints thousands of years ago is very different from that of today, and it is meaningless to copy and copy. The so-called imperial lecture is really boring and difficult for the children of the Zhu family. How can they bear it for more than a hundred years?

After Wang Yang finished speaking, he stepped down and Yang Fang went bare again. His son Yang Lin and Wang Jinglong framed Yang Ling. Although three great scholars pleaded with each other, saying that his son was young and greedy for vain and followed him to make trouble. Therefore, Zhengde did not punish him, but issued an order to scold Yang Fang.

Who doesn't believe in his own son? Besides, Yang Fang originally thought that Yang Ling flattered the king and was a ignorant villain. Yang Fang looked at Yang Ling, who stood upright and looked straight, and frowned with two sparse eyebrows and said loudly: "Just just now, Lord Yang, Lord Wang, told the Four Books and Five Classics, the Way of the Saint. After this sutra is finished, I will talk about history."

"Your Majesty, since ancient times, the kings ruled the world with moral education and civil and military commands to govern the people. Therefore, they chose virtuous people and appointed talents. If they were close to virtuous ministers and stayed away from villains, they would become saints. If they were close to villains and stayed away from virtuous ministers, they would play and play, neglect political affairs, which led to villains being in power and corruption in the government.

In the past, Emperor Ling of Han favored the Ten Constables, Emperor Wu of Liang believed in Buddhism, Emperor Huizong of Song favored Tong Guan, and Cai Jing were interested in entertainment. The government was controlled by a group of eunuchs and traitors, and they were indifferent to Yang. The ministers deceived their king, villains abused power, and the subordinates rebelled against the superiors, causing the country to be destroyed. This should be a warning for future generations!"
Chapter completed!