Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 175 Haha, Brother Zhang, are you here for training too?
The next morning, when Zhang Yuan and Hu Tang arrived at the martial arts school, they saw Zhao Yu already waiting there.

Seeing Zhao Yu, Hu Tang and Hong Yang hurriedly smiled and bowed.

They all asked Zhao Yu to write the manuscript.

"This morning I have Mr. Zuo Qiu's class, and I'm here to listen too."

Zhao Yu raised the pen in his hand and spoke with a smile.

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "Then today's manuscript has been settled."

Zhao Yu glared at him and whispered, "Which general who has made it far in the army hasn't been well-versed in military manuals?"

"Do you still want to stay in the Wuwei Yamen for the rest of your life?"

The Wuwei Yamen is affiliated with the government offices of various prefectures. It has a very low upper limit and not many opportunities to accumulate merit.

Zhang Yuan laughed and walked straight to the martial arts school.

Zhao Yu followed beside him, lowering his voice: "I have already agreed with my second brother that your drawings will be 300 taels of gold per piece. He will take whatever amount you give."

"But you have to sign your name from now on."

"Even if it's a name for a studio, that's fine."

In calligraphy and painting, many people do not want to write their names directly, so they use their studio names.

Zhang Yuan had never thought about these things, so naturally he didn't have a studio name.

"Three hundred taels of gold, that's a pretty good price."

Zhang Yuan nodded and walked into the school.

When it comes to painting, his mind is stable and he is not afraid of mental exhaustion.

Another Confucian or Taoist master might not be able to paint more than one or two paintings a year.

A painting like this costs three hundred taels of gold, which is neither high nor cheap.

When Zhang Yuan walked into the school, many people turned to look at him.

The person who has been the most popular in the school these days is probably Zhang Shijiu.

"That's Princess Yuruo!" Master Gu widened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yu, who was obviously close to Zhang Yuan and was standing beside him.

He has met Zhao Yu before.

Not far away, several people who came to listen to the lecture recognized Zhao Yu and exclaimed softly.

Looking at Zhang Yuan again, everyone became even more wary.

What is Zhang Shijiu’s background that allows him to travel with the Princess of Prince Zhao’s Mansion?
A moment later, Zuoqiu Ren, dressed in a Confucian robe, strode into the school.

The students bowed and then handed in their own reports.

The reports submitted by those students who were well-versed in military books were magnificent, but Zuoqiu Ren just nodded.

There were a few students who came from military backgrounds. Although their handwriting was illegible, Zuo Qiuren praised the manuscript for being well written, which made them grin.

Zhang Yuan handed over the manuscript. Zuo Qiuren frowned slightly, looked up at Zhang Yuan, and his eyes swept over Zhao Yu who was trying to hide not far away.

He didn't say anything, just put the manuscript away.

It seems that this is the reason why Ji Yuntang mentioned the name of Zhang Shijiu to me.

This Zhang Shijiu was arranged by Princess Yunuo, and there might be support from Prince Zhao's Mansion behind the scenes.

Zuoqiu Ren recognized Zhao Yu, the Princess of Zhaowang Mansion, and said a few words to her.

On the other hand, Zhao Yu's aunt, Princess Fengming, was not only an excellent musician, but also had a magnanimous demeanor, and Zuoqiu Ren also admired her.

Princess Fengming took matters into her own hands and tried to ally herself with the Northern Yan Zhenxi Army. Unfortunately, she ran into bad luck and Prince Zhao's Mansion failed on the verge of success.

Today Zuo Qiuren will talk about the methods of drawing Confucian and Taoist military maps.

Battle formations and military maps are subjects that only generals in the army have the opportunity to learn about.

This time, I really learned knowledge that I had never been exposed to before.

Zhang Yuan listened very carefully, and felt the beads shattering in his mind. With the help of the Tiger Formation and the Gray Wolf Formation that he had practiced, he had a clearer understanding of the military map and battle formation.

In particular, Zuoqiu Ren mentioned that if the drawn military map truly has Confucian and Taoist artistic conception, it can even be used to practice military formations.

"Mr. Zuoqiu, it is said that in ancient times there were Eight Formation Diagrams and Hundred Battle Diagrams. Are these formation diagrams military diagrams drawn by ancient great scholars?"

After Zuoqiu Ren finished explaining, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but ask.

Everyone in the school looked at him sideways.

Zuo Qiuren's gaze fell on Zhang Yuan and he slowly said, "Do you know the Eight Diagrams?"

Zhang Yuan nodded.

Zuoqiu Ren glanced around and found that most of the students and listeners in the school did not know the Eight Diagrams Formation.

"Well, next class I'll bring a drawing of the Eight Formations that I drew myself. Whoever draws the best military diagrams learned this class can borrow this drawing to observe."

Zuoqiu Ren's voice rang out.

Observe the Eight Diagrams!
As long as you draw the military diagram well, you will have the opportunity to observe the Eight Diagrams Diagram!
In the school, every pair of eyes was filled with excitement that was difficult to conceal.

Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed.

The Eight Diagrams drawn by a great scholar like Zuoqiu Ren may contain Taoist ideas, just like Ji Yuntang's "Rough Ox Diagram" and Wang Mengxi's "Spring Mountain Diagram".

If you can understand this picture, you will definitely gain a lot!
By the end of the class, the mood among the students had changed. Even Hu Tang and Hong Yang, who usually disliked reading, were urged to go to the library to find military books to read.

When Zhang Yuan and Zhao Yu arrived at the library, many students were already reading military books.

"No problem. I'll go to my aunt's study this afternoon to find a battle formation diagram and send it to your house in the evening."

Zhao Yu whispered when he saw that Zhang Yuan had not found any useful military books.

Zhang Yuan was naturally not polite.

In the afternoon, there was a class on tactics and military organization, which was a purely military class. Zhao Yu ignored it and went straight back.

Zhang Yuan read for a while in the library, went out to eat with Hu Tang and others, and then returned to his martial arts studies.

The tactics and military training classes were not taught in the school, but in the square outside the school.

In addition to the 32 people in training, dozens of martial arts students and the younger elites of the city's families had gathered on the other side of the square and were waiting.

"I'm coming!"

A low cry was heard, and everyone held their breath and looked up.

In front, the sound of iron boots stepping on green bricks came.

A tall figure in a black martial arts robe walked forward step by step.

His steps were slightly lame, and he paused with each step.

As we got closer, we saw that the yellow lion, with one eye broken, was surging with blood and energy, striding forward like a manic lion.

Evil spirit.

murderous look.

In the late stage of the Xiantian realm of martial arts, he has the bearing of commanding tens of thousands of troops in the army, and the murderous spirit that has penetrated into his bones after hundreds of battles.

This momentum gathers and is stimulated as we move forward step by step.

The yellow lion is not at the Grandmaster level, and does not have the Grandmaster's strength that comes from accumulating a hundred steps and concentrating the great Dao within.

But at this time, he combined evil spirit and murderous aura, which surged with his body and accumulated with each step. In fact, it was the same principle.

When the yellow lion was fifty feet away, all the students in training had unconsciously straightened their bodies, as if waiting for inspection.

"This is Master Yellow Lion!"

"One of the four famous generals in the Red Scale Army!"

"I feel my blood boiling. What's going on?"

Low cries were heard one after another.

Hu Tang and Hong Yang both clenched their fists and stared.

Not only the two of them, but also the other training officers from the Northwest Army and other armies had similar expressions at this time.

Outsiders cannot understand the status of Huang Shi in the hearts of the generals in the Zhengyang County army.

"Brother Zhang, have you met General Huang Shi?"

Hu Tang suddenly turned around and looked at Zhang Yuan.

Hong Yang and several students around him turned their heads to look at Zhang Yuan.

They have become somewhat numb to Zhang Yuan's extensive network of contacts.

It is now rumored in the school that Zhang Shijiu may have a better background than Master Gu and the others.

Zhang Yuan nodded and said softly, "I have seen it."

Seen it?

Really seen it.

Indeed, I have seen it.

Really, just seen it?
Everyone looked puzzled.

In front, the yellow lion that was striding forward stopped.

He saw Zhang Yuan.

His originally tense face slowly revealed a smile.

Everyone watched quietly as Huang Shi walked up to Zhang Shijiu, punched him on the shoulder, and then hugged his arms with both hands.

Hu Tang and Hong Yang opened their mouths, unable to utter a word.

"Haha, Brother Zhang."

"Are you here for training too?"

"Why are you here to teach me a lesson? Your military guard job is meaningless. It would be much better if you could take over my Red Scale War Cavalry."

"My brothers all respect you, and I feel at ease leaving you in my care."

The yellow lion's voice echoed in the bluestone square.

At this moment, there was only one thought in everyone's mind.

Who on earth is this Zhang Shijiu?

(End of this chapter)