Chapter 512: Don’t forget your original intention when you travel thousands of miles!

"Be fully prepared when you go out. I still have a lot of pills here. Take some!"

As he spoke, he picked and chose in the box.

There were many porcelain bottles in the box, and they were placed in a rather messy manner.

"This is a bone strengthening pill. You can use it for cultivation on weekdays. I'll give you five first!"

"This is a Huanglian Qingmai Pill, which can be used for detoxification!"

"This is a Honghua Huoxue Pill, which is used to treat internal injuries!"

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After Yang Zhengshan found seven or eight kinds of pills in a row, he picked up another porcelain bottle, "This is Bawei Dihuang Pill, which nourishes yin and replenishes the kidneys, uh~~"

He suddenly found that there seemed to be something improper mixed in here, but he still said seriously: "Uh, this is made by your junior brother, so I won't give it to you, so that you won't mess around outside!"

As he said, he put down the Bawei Dihuang Pill again.

Seeing this, Lin Zhan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Junior brother also likes to refine these things!"

"Oh, this is my fault for not knowing people well, and let him find an unreliable father-in-law!" Yang Zhengshan said helplessly.

They were talking about Wang Mingzhe, who had married two years ago. His wife was Sun Wanzhen, the director of the Imperial Hospital. Originally, Yang Zhengshan wanted to ask Sun Wanzhen to teach Wang Mingzhe medical skills and alchemy.

Never expected that this old guy actually thought that Wang Mingzhe was gifted in medical skills, so he had the idea of ​​accepting him as a disciple.

But Wang Mingzhe was Yang Zhengshan's apprentice, and he was also the apprentice raised by Yang Zhengshan. How could he take him away?

So he came up with a trick to save the country. If the apprentice is not good, then accept a son-in-law. As the saying goes, a son-in-law is half a son.

It happened that Yu Qingyi and Wang Yunqiao were both helping Wang Mingzhe find a suitable partner at that time, so Sun Wanzhen asked his wife to visit the Yang family.

The two families discussed and found that this was really a good match.

Yang Zhengshan also thought it was good at first. Sun Wanzhen's youngest daughter was the same age as Wang Mingzhe. She was not particularly good-looking, but she was pretty. She not only practiced martial arts, but also read various medical books.

The only thing that was certain was that she was a little bit aggressive, but this was the most suitable for Wang Mingzhe. Wang Mingzhe's lazy nature required someone to take care of him, otherwise this kid would sleep on the kang until he died.

Having a more aggressive wife to take care of him would also prevent this kid from being lazy.

Considering this, Yang Zhengshan agreed to the marriage.

The Yang family and the Sun family quickly decided on the marriage of the two and got married in June of the third year of Yanping.

The reason why Yang Zhengshan said that Sun Wanzhen was unreliable was that Sun Wanzhen always taught Wang Mingzhe some unorthodox things.

For example, Bawei Dihuang Pills, Suoyang Gushen Pills, Wuzi Yanzong Pills, Qibao Meiran Pills, Guilu Erxian Pills, etc.

Yang Zhengshan then realized that Sun Wanzhen's best medical skill was aphrodisiac, and the elixir he was best at refining was various kidney-tonifying and aphrodisiac elixirs.

But think about it, it makes sense. As an emperor, he has countless concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards. How can he not supplement them?

And the Sun family is a family of imperial doctors, so naturally they have studied various tonics the most.

After complaining about Sun Wanzhen, Yang Zhengshan continued to say to Lin Zhan: "Take all these elixirs with you, just in case!"

"Then I will be disrespectful to refuse them!" Lin Zhan accepted the elixir.

Then Yang Zhengshan chatted with Lin Zhan for a while, and Lin Zhan said goodbye.

The next day, Lin Zhan went to Yuzhou to take up his post, while Yang Zhengshan went to the martial arts pavilion.

The current martial arts pavilion is no longer the same as it was three years ago. The previous pavilion only had more than a hundred rooms, more than forty officials, and more than three hundred disciples. The current pavilion has more than a dozen pavilions, more than a thousand rooms, more than a hundred officials, and more than 1,500 disciples.

Last year alone, the martial arts pavilion recruited more than 800 disciples. I dare not say that all the geniuses of Darong have been admitted to the pavilion, but Yang Zhengshan dares to say that all the martial arts talents of Darong in the future will come from the martial arts pavilion.

Riding to the gate of the yamen of the martial arts pavilion, Yang Zhengshan directly handed the reins to his personal follower Li Chang behind him, and then walked into the yamen with a dragon-like and tiger-like step.

"Greetings, Lord!"

"Greetings, Lord!"

When the officials in the yamen saw Yang Zhengshan, they all bowed and saluted, and Yang Zhengshan nodded in response with a smile on his face.

In the past three years, he came to the martial arts pavilion almost every three or five days. Although he did not do everything personally, everything in the martial arts pavilion was under his control.

From officials to disciples, they all showed great respect to him, the Lord Wu Zheng.

When they entered the main hall of the government office, Jiang He immediately greeted them, "My Lord!"

"Well, have you nothing to do these two days?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

Jiang He smiled and said, "My Lord, there is something that needs your personal attention!"

"What is it?" Yang Zhengshan saw him smile and knew it was not a bad thing.

Jiang He smiled and said, "Zhai Yunhu broke through to the fourth level of the acquired realm yesterday!"

"Oh!" Yang Zhengshan raised his eyebrows, "So fast?"

Zhai Yunhu was one of the first batch of disciples of the Martial Arts Pavilion. He was born in the Wukang Earl's Mansion and was the fourth son of Wukang Earl Zhai Henian.

"Not so fast, it's been three years!" Jiang He said.

Yang Zhengshan thought about it and was right. It had been more than three years.

When Zhai Yunhu joined the Martial Arts Pavilion, he already had the cultivation of the second level of the acquired realm. At that time, he was almost the oldest and most cultivated disciple of the Martial Arts Pavilion.

And now Zhai Yunhu is 25 years old, and at the age of 25 he has reached the fourth level of acquired cultivation. It cannot be said that Zhai Yunhu is not outstanding, it can only be said that Zhai Yunhu has not reached the point where it is unacceptable.

"Call him over. This is the first graduate of our Martial Arts Pavilion. I want to ask him where he wants to work!" Yang Zhengshan said.

To enter the Martial Arts Pavilion, you must be 22 years old or younger and have a post-natal cultivation level.

The requirement for graduating from the Martial Arts Pavilion is to be 28 years old or have a post-natal level of cultivation.

After graduating from the Martial Arts Pavilion, the disciples will be recommended to the Military Selection Department of the Ministry of War, and the Military Selection Department will appoint them to official positions.

Although Zhai Yunhu is less than 28 years old, his cultivation level has reached the post-natal level of the fourth level, which means he can graduate from the Martial Arts Pavilion at any time.

A moment later, Jiang He brought a handsome and upright young man to Yang Zhengshan's study.

"Disciple Zhai Yunhu greets the master!" Zhai Yunhu was shocked when he saw Yang Zhengshan, and he knelt down and kowtowed.

All the disciples of the Martial Arts Pavilion are considered Yang Zhengshan's disciples. Although they are not as close as the disciples who are taught by hand, they are also a formal master-disciple relationship.

They are not only the master and apprentice in name but also in reality.

Although Yang Zhengshan does not stay in the martial arts pavilion every day, he will go to the training ground to instruct these disciples every time he comes to the martial arts pavilion. In the past, there were fewer disciples, and the disciples received more instructions from Yang Zhengshan. Now there are more disciples, and each disciple is instructed less frequently by Yang Zhengshan, and can only receive instructions once every two or three months.

Although each instruction is only a few words, with Yang Zhengshan's cultivation and understanding of martial arts, even a few words can benefit them a lot.

Of course, the most important thing is that their progress in practicing in the martial arts pavilion is indeed much faster than when they practice at home.

This is because of the spiritual spring water, but they don't know the existence of the spiritual spring water, so they can only attribute it to Yang Zhengshan's guidance.

Therefore, the disciples are particularly respectful of Yang Zhengshan's guidance.

Yang Zhengshan laughed, stretched out his hand to help Zhai Yunhu up, and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad! You are the first disciple to graduate from our Yanwu Pavilion. From now on, you are the eldest brother of the Yanwu Pavilion!"

"The disciple's cultivation can make progress, all thanks to the guidance of the master!" Zhai Yunhu said a little embarrassedly.

Yang Zhengshan patted his shoulder, "How about it, is there any government office you want to go to? Shangwu Temple, Imperial Guards, Border Army, as long as you are willing, wherever you want to go, the master will write you a letter of recommendation!"

What kind of official position the disciples who graduated from the Yanwu Pavilion can get depends mainly on two factors. One is the recommendation letter of the Yanwu Pavilion. The Yanwu Pavilion naturally knows the ability of this person best, so the disciples of the Yanwu Pavilion will get a letter of recommendation from the Yanwu Pavilion when they graduate.

The second factor depends on the military selection department of the Ministry of War. After all, the military selection department is in charge of the examination of the rank, selection, promotion, and reward of military officers.

Zhai Yunhu thought for a moment, and then said, "Disciple wants to go to the border army!"

"Border army! Why do you want to go to the border army?" Yang Zhengshan looked at him in surprise.

Compared with Shangwu Temple and the Imperial Guards, the border army is undoubtedly more difficult.

"Disciple wants to make merit!" Zhai Yunhu said with a resolute look.

Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly, probably understanding his thoughts.

Although Zhai Yunhu was born in the Wukang Earl's Mansion, he was just a bastard, and the wealth of the Wukang Earl's Mansion had little to do with him.

If the Wukang Earl's Mansion was divided, he could only get some land at most and become a rich man.

And Wukang Earl could give him very few cultivation resources and human resources. If he wanted to stand out, he could only fight on the battlefield.

The Twelve Imperial Guards rarely had the opportunity to make merit, but Shangwu Temple had many opportunities to make merit, but Shangwu Temple was more like a government office in the court, not an army.

"Which border town do you want to go to?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

Zhai Yunhu thought for a moment and said, "Master, is Chongshan Town okay?"

Yang Zhengshan laughed, "I don't recommend you go to Chongshan Town."

"Why?" This time it was Zhai Yunhu's turn to be puzzled.

Yang Zhengshan laughed and said, "Because there are too many elite soldiers and generals in Chongshan Town, it will be difficult for you to stand out if you go there!"

Zhai Yunhu wanted to go to Chongshan Town, obviously because of his relationship, after all, Yang Zhengshan walked out of Chongshan Town.

But can Zhai Yunhu stand out in Chongshan Town?

The answer is very difficult!

Chongshan Town is not the one with the most troops among the nine border towns of Darong, and it may not be the most powerful one, but if it comes to the number of warriors, Chongshan Town is definitely the well-deserved first town.

Zhai Yunhu thought about it, that's right, Yang Zhengshan has been in Chongshan Town for so many years, and he has brought out countless elite soldiers and generals. If he goes there, how can he stand out among so many elite soldiers and generals?

"Well, you go to Beiyuan Town. I think there will be a big war between Beiyuan Town and Wulianghu tribe. It should not be difficult for you to make meritorious deeds!"

"But a big war means danger. You have to think about it!"

Yang Zhengshan reminded.

Zhai Yunhu said with a firm look: "Disciple will go forward and will never follow the master's teachings!"

"Very good! It's good that you have this determination!" Yang Zhengshan looked at him approvingly.

If you want to make meritorious deeds, you must be prepared to die in battle. Go forward and fight to the death. This is the slogan Yang Zhengshan shouted on the battlefield, and it is also the belief described in "Records of Military Training".

Walking to the desk, Yang Zhengshan wrote a letter of recommendation.

"Go, go thousands of miles away, don't forget your original intention!"

Yang Zhengshan handed the letter of recommendation to Zhai Yunhu and encouraged him.

Zhai Yunhu's heart was surging, "Disciple bids farewell to the master!"

He knelt down and kowtowed again.

After leaving the Martial Arts Pavilion, it would be difficult for him to see Yang Zhengshan again, and if he went to Beiyuan Town, he might not be able to return for several years.

For a time, Zhai Yunhu's mood was very complicated, including gratitude, reluctance, expectation and anxiety about the future. It can be said that he had mixed emotions.

"Go, it won't be long before many of your junior brothers will leave the Yanwu Pavilion!" Yang Zhengshan helped him up and said.

"Yes, take care, Master!"

Zhai Yunhu bowed and exited the study.

Yang Zhengshan looked at his back, stroked his beard and smiled.

In fact, he was not familiar with this Zhai Yunhu. There were so many disciples in Yanwu Pavilion, and it was impossible for him to be familiar with every one of them.

But this does not prevent him from having expectations for Zhai Yunhu.

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While Yang Zhengshan was instructing his disciples on their practice in Yanwu Pavilion, Emperor Yanping was furious in the imperial study room in the imperial city.

With a bang, Emperor Yanping punched the desk hard.

"Damn it, why do they dare to do this? Why do they dare to do this?"

Emperor Yanping asked angrily.

In the study, all the eunuchs knelt on the ground in panic, not daring to raise their heads.

In front of the writing desk, Wang Zhongzhi also knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, please calm down!"

"Calm down!" Emperor Yanping glared at Wang Zhongzhi, "These rats have done such unscrupulous things, how can I calm down?"

Emperor Yanping's Qi nourishing skills have improved a lot in the past few years, and he rarely gets angry.

But today he really couldn't hold back the anger in his heart.

The thing that made him so angry was the Yuzhou pirates' attack on the city.

"Your Majesty, the top priority is to get to the bottom of this matter and investigate all the villains to comfort the souls of tens of thousands of innocent people!" Chen Zhongshu also consoled him.

Emperor Yanping took a deep breath, calmed down his angry mood, and then slowly sat on the chair.

"You all get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"