When the county students saw that Luo Taiheng finally arrived, they immediately came to meet him. Some people blamed Tian Luo Taiheng for coming late, and some even couldn't wait to say, "We have been waiting for you for a long time, can we start now, right?"

"Take it slow, I have something to say!"

As he said, Luo moved his schoolbag in front of him, touched it into his schoolbag, and pulled out a brick.

The scholars asked vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

The tycoon laughed dryly and said, "Sorry, I took the wrong one."

The tycoon stuffed the brick back into his schoolbag, took out the inkstone, looked around and saw a big stone not far ahead. The surface of the stone was very smooth with wind and rain. He walked over, put down the inkstone, took out a booklet from his schoolbag, opened the booklet, and pressed a corner of the booklet with the inkstone.

If these scholars say they don’t study, they actually recognize some words when they are writing and writing. On the contrary, Luo Daheng has almost never seen him mention a pen in the county school. Now these scholars are full of murderous auras. Luo Daheng, who has never touched the pen, picks up his pen, and the scholars have a feeling of confusion in their hearts.

The scholars watched the tycoon's movements blankly, and saw that he took out a brush, pulled out his cap, and smoothed the brush with his spit, opened the inkstone, held the pen in his hand, and said to the scholars: "Who is going to participate in the duel? Come and sign up. As for the duel, we will study it in detail later."

The scholars looked at each other, and one of them couldn't help asking, "Register? What to sign up? Whoever wants to participate, then participate! Do you still need to study the duel? It's really outrageous. This is a duel! Of course, you can fight as much as you want, and you will be able to beat the other party until you are convinced, but you will be beaten to death if you are not convinced!"

The tycoon's mouth was almost down his ear: "Why do I say you are ignorant? Is it a literary or a martial arts fight? One or three battles? If you don't decide these first, what should I do, as a notary? The number of people participating in the duel is uncertain. How can we ensure that our duel is fair, just and open?"

The scholars heard it inexplicably, and someone asked reluctantly: "Then what should we do?"

The tycoon smiled and pointed at him and said, "The son is teaching, that's right! First of all, you both want to sign up for me, the notary. Who are you participating? The number of participants on both sides should be equal, so there must be an internal selection process first..."

Before Luo could finish speaking, the scholars were dissatisfied. Someone shouted loudly: "Why? I have many brothers and many friends, no, no? They are willing to help me, no, no?"

Someone else shouted: "Didn't you just rely on the large number of people to be arrogant and domineering? If you hadn't had many people, I would have killed you long ago."

The two sides said one by one, and the more they spoke, the more angry they became, and they were about to rush forward. Luo Daheng stood aside with a brush and was fine. Until the two groups of people who were about to start a conflict were separated by other scholars, the tycoon sighed: "You know that fairness is important now, right? If the number of people is not limited, even if you have fought today, the losers will be convinced orally dissatisfied."

Not far away, Ye Xiaotian and Luo Xiaoye have already come together.

Luo Xiaoye whispered: "Ai Dianshi, why are you here so slowly?"

Ye Xiaotian smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't it all because of that live treasure?"

Luo Xiaoye glanced at the tycoon and shook his head and said, "If you don't mention this, how do you plan to stop the duel between the two sides?"

Ye Xiaotian said: "There is no right idea right now. Of course we act according to the opportunity. But I think these scholars are actually just second-generation ancestors who are ignorant of the world and spoiled by their families. The so-called duel is not because there is really something unsolvable between them, but because of the verbal dispute. I think... Since the tycoon is a notary, you might as well use the tycoon's notary to induce them and give them a step. If both sides can solve the problem without using their weapons, the best strategy is."

Over there, Luo Daheng said with serene remarks: "You tribes are big and small, with only a few hundred people, and a few tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. If you don't limit the number of people and let you call your friends, how can you fight this battle? Just stand up and count the heads, and whoever has fewer will admit defeat!"

The scholars thought it was reasonable, so they nodded and said, "Finish, this one will follow you. What other rules are there?"

Luo Daheng said: "This second point is to determine the content of the duel? I thought hard last night and finally thought of several methods that can reflect the students' real skills and easily decide the winner. Let's talk about it and refer to it."

The scholars surrounded him with interest and said in a lingering manner: "Tell me quickly."

According to what Ye Xiaotian said to him on the mountain climbing road, Luo raised a short and fat finger and said, "First item, we are better than climbing a mountain. You all go down the mountain and run up from the bottom of the mountain. Which side has more people running up first, which side wins..."

Before Luo finished speaking, there was a lot of noise and scolding. The tycoon had to raise his voice and shouted loudly: "In this second event, I saw that stone was not there. Everyone competed to lift the stone. If anyone couldn't lift it up, would he admit defeat! The third event, let's climb trees. Look at the towering trees over there..."

"fart!"

"You are playing with us as monkeys?"

"Bastard, how can there be such a duel in the world!"

"Beat him! Beat him! Beat this bastard to death!"

The tycoon was submerged among the crowd and still argued: "Don't do it! I said it all, but everyone is involved. If you don't agree, do you still want to beat the notary? My Maya..."

Luo Xiaoye told Ye Xiaotian: "Your best strategy is probably not working."

Ye Xiaotian frowned and said, "The best strategy doesn't work, so the only way is to use the middle strategy."

Luo Xiaoye also frowned and said, "What is your Zhongce...?"

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"Stop it all!"

Ye Xiaotian shouted loudly, stepped out of the crowd, pushed the scholars who surrounded Luo Daheng in the center with great enthusiasm and stood in front of Luo Daheng. Luo Daheng sorted out the clothes that were pulled into chaos, put his schoolbag in a straightened manner, and said unhappily: "These people are so barbaric!"

Ye Xiaotian looked stern and shouted loudly: "You are all nephews of the leader of the tribe in the mountains. In the future, you will either be a chieftain, a minister, or an elder of the clan. They are all people who want to do big things! Those who want to do big things can only fight, kill, can they do it?"

The scholars shouted: "Of course!"

Ye Xiaotian's tone was suffocated and said helplessly: "It's not possible to fight, kill, of course! But it's not possible to fight, kill, obviously not possible! It's not possible to fight, kill, that's a soft boy! It's only to fight, kill, that's a reckless man! Even Zhang Fei knew that he used a trick in front of Dangyang Bridge. What big things can a person who can only shout, beat, kill, and kill?"

The scholars all calmed down. Seeing that they seemed to have heard it, Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but feel secretly happy and quickly hit the railway while it was hot: "Your family elders sent you to the county school just to allow you to allow you to be civil and military, but when you encounter something, you never think about whether you can solve it without using military force. Isn't this a shame for the elders to have high expectations?"

The scholars looked at each other. Ye Xiaotian said again: "Also, your family elders have sent you to the county school to study. In addition to wanting you to increase your wisdom, they obviously have a deeper intention. Have you never experienced it with your heart?"

This sentence really aroused the curiosity of the scholars. Someone couldn't help but ask: "There is a deeper intention, what is the intention?"

Ye Xiaotian said: "You are the nephews of the tribe leader. In the future, you will be in charge of the people of your own clan. At that time, you will naturally have to deal with the government and other tribes. You are now studying in the county school, with fame and fortune, and with the local government... For example, you can establish deep friendships.

If you become classmates, you will have a friendship with each other. When you become the leader and elder of the tribe in the future, you can lead the tribe and help each other and live in harmony with the classmates. Wouldn’t the world be peaceful? Your elders have good intentions!"

There was still a silence in front of him. Seeing that everyone finally calmed down, Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and gave a proud look to Luo Xiaoye, Li Yuncong and others standing behind the crowd: "His Zhongce is naturally conscious of his feelings and eloquence. Of course, this is only half of Zhongce. If you have another dose of strong medicine, you can finish your work and return to the city."

Ye Xiaotian said earnestly: "The old saying goes, those who work hard to control others, and those who work hard to control others. When you go to the county to study, you learn the art of tiring your heart! Now, put down your knife and try to solve problems with wisdom. Whoever insists on not listening, will you see?"

Ye Xiaotian reached out and pointed to the officers and soldiers on the periphery, and the constable and the civilians: "This official is a history of the county. He will never sit idly by and act irresistible! If someone insists on not listening to the advice of this official, he will have to do his best and arrest him! This is the case, don't blame someone for not making any mistakes!"

After Ye Xiaotian said that, he shook his sleeves hard and glanced at the faces of these second-generation ancestors coldly, hoping to see a look of shame or even panic on their faces. Unfortunately, the faces in front of him were expressionless. Ye Xiaotian frowned secretly and thought to himself: "What's going on? Could it be that they are too knowledgeable and my words are too rude?"

A sneered in the crowd, and someone said in a teasing tone: "Mr. Dianshi, your set is not feasible for us. Still watching and helping each other? The mountains are only so high, the forest is only so deep, the land is only so big, and there are only a few rivers. With you, there will be no mine. How can you not fight or fight? "

Another man said, "The world is peaceful? If it weren't for our tribe and their tribe that have never been peaceful, how could we be like mortal enemies? Our tribe and their tribe are already full of conflicts and disputes. Can we be friends with them?"

"Those who work hard to control others, and those who work hard to control others? Let's drop the bags of books from us? OK! Then please Lord Dianshi, please show us how to use your heart to cure our strength!"

The second-generation scholars, who had been silent for a while, showed a sense of hostility on their faces and slowly approached Ye Xiaotian.

A bunch of swords rose slowly...

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