Through the slightly desolate streets, I bought breakfast and returned home. It was just the beginning of class time at the Wen Lie Academy. Search: \(¨Complete¨Book¨God¨Station¨) to read high-quality literature for free.

Zhuo Xiaofeng had already separated from him halfway. At this time, he must have gathered several reliable companions in the academy to discuss Chen Teng's matter. Speaking of which, Ning Yi didn't put much effort into these children in the academy, at most it could only be regarded as a pastime in his spare time. However, as long as there are things to do, small groups will appear one after another. Now a group of children who originally leaned towards Ning Yi gave their group a name called "Yongle Youth League". Such a modern name is naturally attributed to Ning Yi's guidance, while Zhuo Xiaofeng's group organized the "Zhengqi Association" to confront the other party.

The formation of the two small groups is, to some extent, nothing more than a form of gang association. The "Zhengqi Association" side lacks nothing in the form of burning yellow paper and swearing an oath with chicken blood. The "Youth League" does not have these forms under Ning Yi's casual suggestion, but internally it is more intimate and harmonious than the other party, treating each other as "senior brothers" and "fellow apprentices."

Although the two sides are tit-for-tat, the friction is not too great. The families of these students are also middle and upper-level personnel of the Fang La system, and they like their children to form such societies. They uphold justice and eliminate violence and bring peace to the people. Even now, there are still slogans like this in the Fang La army. Now both sides have only dealt with a few chivalrous things. When conducting investigations, understanding the inside story, and redressing grievances for several victims, these parents have also helped conveniently. If it weren't for this, a group of children would not be able to do too much.

Now this matter has appeared, it is reasonable and expected, but also unexpected. Ning Yi didn't know whether it was good or bad for a while, but in the morning, two more children came to him. This time, they were the two most outstanding students in the Class C he taught, one named Yang Zhiwu, who was already fifteen years old and considered the leader of this group of children, and the other named Chen Xituo, who was only eleven years old and hadn't been given an official name yet, but he was quite clever. The two came to report to him that the "Zhengqi Association" was probably in big trouble.

The academy is not a serious environment. The "Youth League" and the "Zhengqi Association" may have spies planted in each other. Naturally, they are aware of the investigations on the other side. This matter was too big, so they came to ask Ning Yi's opinion. Ning Yi instructed them and sent them away. It was probably almost noon when someone knocked on the door outside. When he opened the door, it was Chen Fan who came in.

The sky was bright and quiet, and the sound of reading could be faintly heard from the academy. At this time, Xiao Chan had returned from the medical clinic in front and was preparing to light the fire to cook. Chen Fan went to the kitchen himself, took a bowl of water with a wooden ladle and drank it, then went to sit down opposite Ning Yi under the eaves. Ning Yi was pouring the finely ground lime into a wooden bowl containing strange powder: "How is it?"

"Still alive, his life can be saved, but it's hard to say about the future... How did you find out?" Chen Fan smiled, still quite cheerful.

"Zhuo Xiaofeng came to me, knowing that this matter couldn't be resisted, but it was still too late."

"I knew I should have stopped him."

When he said this, Ning Yi knew that he had been following the whole way. Compared to Ning Yi, Chen Fan was perhaps the one who valued these children in the academy the most. Ning Yi only regarded it as a pastime, but his position was different. The ideas he instilled in these children were also different. If he only instilled pedantic Confucian ideas or simple ideas of upholding justice, Chen Fan probably wouldn't have taken a second look at these children. With different intentions, the place where people will stop in the end, and the height they will reach, will also be different. To serve the country and the people, or to serve the people around you, is sometimes very simple to say, but if people truly believe it, the final result may be very extraordinary.

What Ning Yi is doing to these children now is nothing more than this. Simple unity of knowledge and action, what is the right thing to do, and doing this and that will be good for the country and society. Tell them that this is a great thing, and then continuously demonstrate its correctness with various theories from the Analects of Confucius, and use the deeds of people like Qian Xiwen to set off and incite. Every point is not surprising, and it is relatively step-by-step, but when all the factors are just right, the brainwashing effect on the formation of people's outlook on life is ultimately very terrifying.

Of course, if it weren't for the respect for scholars in this world at this time, if it weren't for the fact that this was originally a group of simple rural children with the idea that "the city teacher is very, very powerful, and what he says is naturally right," things wouldn't have appeared so quickly.

In later generations, this cannot be regarded as strict teaching behavior. Its keywords should be "political commissar" and "incitement." The purpose of lecturing is not to learn to read or write articles. Its only target is thought, all kinds of profound or simple ideological theories, ultimately to make people form a devout belief. It does not require a threshold, as long as people with a little understanding ability can listen and learn, so its ultimate goal is not to create great Confucian scholars who are knowledgeable about heaven and earth, but to create a batch of soldiers who are truly willing to sacrifice.

To make people willing to sacrifice, what needs to be given in the end is nothing more than a sense of value and honor that the other party truly identifies with. But to make people truly identify, how difficult is it? These children are just

is just getting started, and under the influence of Confucianism and Jianghu chivalry, they have a prototype. What the final result will be is ultimately hard to say.

When he was in Jiangning, he taught mostly pragmatic technical students. At this time, he was simply brainwashing, which can be regarded as a partial continuation of the topic of "how to rebel" that he thought about when he was bored. Chen Fan certainly couldn't think of so much, but he discovered the usable parts and therefore kept paying attention to it. Ning Yi thought for a while, poured a bowl of water into the quicklime, and watched it boil and roll inside: "That Ancient Tung Temple, what exactly is it..."

Chen Fan looked at the reaction in the bowl and opened his mouth, then smiled: "Don't tell me you can't guess? Of course it's a very bad thing."

"I can imagine it, but I don't see it much. Besides, I heard that Taoist Bao does all kinds of evil, how do I know what the Ancient Tung Temple is for."

"These kids found the right place." Chen Fan lowered his voice slightly, his expression becoming slightly serious, "What they are investigating is the disappearance of some women in the city... Bao Daoyi is indeed famous for his love of wealth, and although he is a Taoist, he is actually lustful. Normal people don't want to come, and he likes to bully innocent women. It is said that when he was young, he was engaged to a wealthy family's daughter, but later something happened to his family, and the other party also regretted it and married someone else. After he became skilled in the arts, he went back and killed the whole family, and that woman... well, anyway, he likes to insult innocent women the most, the more chaste and self-respecting they are, the more he likes them, and the more they cry, the more excited he gets... In the past two years, it has reached the point where he sees one he likes on the street and has people kidnap her at night. He is the National Guardian Heavenly Master, who can do anything to him?"

"Oh... it's just a harmless petty hobby..." Ning Yi probably guessed it too. At this time, he nodded expressionlessly. After a while, he said, "Even if he has two every night, how many can there be? Everyone is risking their lives to fight for the country, and now a little enjoyment shouldn't be a big deal. Every time a city is broken, more than just this little bit of people die. The people above probably think the same way, right?"

Chen Fan smiled, his eyes a little cold: "What else can we do? He just has these few hobbies, and we can't say anything about it. Are we going to fall out? But since he has this interest, the people below must also benefit from it. If he takes a fancy to someone's wife, he will blatantly kidnap her. The subordinates will always take a fancy to three or four, right? Of course, they will be kidnapped along the way..."

Chen Fan paused here, wanting to continue speaking, but he couldn't seem to say it. He was originally a seemingly carefree person with a warm heart. He clenched his fist, wanting to shift his emotions, and pointed to the lime in the bowl: "Using this is too despicable, you can't become a master... Aren't you always saying that people call you the Bloody Butcher?"

"Of course you have to act like a **** after you've built a memorial archway. Who doesn't act like a **** after building a memorial archway, really..." Ning Yi waved his hand and smiled, "Besides, my feud with Li Tianyou is not over yet. Now that Li Tianrun is back, I have to be careful and carry two lime bags with me... By the way, you are a master. If I attack you like you, how should I attack best?"

"Uh... ha... hahahaha..." Chen Fan was stunned there, then couldn't help laughing, shook his head for a while, "Throwing it head-on is probably not possible, I can always dodge it. That move this morning was good. It's dark, people don't recognize you, you shout 'Watch out for the knife!', probably most people will be tricked. If lime gets into your eyes, and you are next to them, they are dead. But if it's a general situation, there are a few tips for launching hidden weapons. Although I haven't practiced it, my master told me about it. First of all... if you have nothing to do in the afternoon, I'll practice with you..."

Chen Fan himself was also an informal person. The two talked about how to throw lime for a while, and then the courtyard became quiet. Chen Fan sat there, watching the leaves wither and fall. In fact, the matter of the Ancient Tung Temple was ultimately somewhat chilling, but since the matter involved Bao Daoyi, even Chen Fan couldn't say what he could do.

Ning Yi was not a naive person either. The things that happened in the Ancient Tung Temple were not the worst of the things that happened in Hangzhou in the past few months. There were many worse things, but he just didn't see them with his own eyes, so he wouldn't think they didn't exist. During this period of time when the city was broken, countless people starved to death, burned to death, and died after suffering various abuses and humiliations. Once there is no restraint of order, the brutality of people can be imagined to the fullest extent. And even when the city had not been broken, these things were actually constantly happening in many dark corners. At this time, he could only quietly and indifferently sort out the quicklime.

"Recently, the people around you have been guessing who helped you kill Tang Kou at the Four Seasons House." Chen Fan thought of a topic and smiled, tilting his head, "The other day I said, why didn't you take action yourself, show weakness to the enemy, and sneak up and stab him to death in the dark? It was just a joke at the time, but this morning I suddenly thought... could it be true?"

Ning Yi was slightly stunned, then smiled and nodded, patted the other party's shoulder: "Haha, I'm so touched, no one believes me every time I say that..."

"...After thinking about it, I still think it's unlikely."

"Get out."

Chen Fan laughed, and after a while, he said, "Now that this has happened, what will happen to those kids?"

"What can happen? Human power is sometimes exhausted. Either they will be devastated, or they should learn that there should be a sense of proportion in doing things."

Chen Fan looked at him for a long time: "They say you can calculate ten steps ahead. Wang Yin and my master almost suffered losses in your hands. Don't you have any ideas at all?"

"One day Liu Xigua said you... she said Chen Fan is not stupid, just not obviously smart." Ning Yi put away the things on the small table, "Being not obviously smart is also being a smart person. What can I do? I have ideas, but I can't tell you any of them."

"A bitter woman will never get married in her life..."

Chen Fan muttered in a low voice. In fact, he was a very opinionated and discerning person. He only asked that way just to ask. That afternoon, Chen Fan accompanied Ning Yi to practice using quicklime to trick people all afternoon. The matter of the Ancient Tung Temple had to be put aside for the time being. Chen Fan was probably restraining himself with great forbearance. Ning Yi was now preparing for Li Tianyou, and he needed external pressure, but even so, it was impossible to set off beacon fires everywhere. The concepts that he guided those children with were just taking shape. The only thing to worry about was how to guide them if they suffered a slight setback.

Both Chen Fan and he thought so. But things are always unpredictable.

Only the next day, the revenge had already come. (To be continued.) Vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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