Through Time Chapter 57

Hearing Hu Hai’s words, Zhao Lang narrowed his eyes directly.

What was this b*****d guilty of?

Why did he turn around and call him brother?

He started stirring up trouble yesterday.

Today was the same, and just now in class, if he hadn’t kept the other guy down, the b*****d might have really gotten into trouble.

He was still thinking about how to deal with the other guy in a reasonable way.

Anyway, Zhao Lang did not have the slightest pressure in his heart to beat up such a bullying and virtuous person.

But if the other party conceded, it would be a bit difficult to do.

The other people who were originally prepared to watch Hu Hai looking for trouble, directly froze.

What was this unfolding?

Just then, Gong Zi Gao also walked forward, smiling, and said

“Gongzi Lang, my brother is naughty and I have taught him a lesson.”

“Oi he also thinks that Gongzi Lang has a great deal of knowledge and skill, and as you and I are of a similar age, it is only right that he should call you brother.”

In front of people, Gong Zi Gao all but called Hu Hai by one word.

Zhao Lang looked at Hu Hai beside him, and then at Gong Zi Gao who had a sincere face.

He would be damned if he believed it.

It was probably a different way of admitting weakness.

Zhao Long couldn’t be bothered to give the other party a hard time.

After all, these people were all his cheap old dad’s people.

Then he said.

“What did Gongzi Gao say, it’s good to know your mistakes and change them.”

And so the three men, each with his own thoughts, gathered together in their happiness.

Seeing this scene.

The others at once simply extinguished all their thoughts.

In terms of martial arts, none of these people could beat Zhao Lang.

Thesis, the others could all instruct their teachers.

In terms of status, the two princes with the highest status now went straight up and called them brothers.

What else is there to fight about?

Let’s stay honest.

The crowd was completely out of the mood to find fault.

In the afternoon training session, the teacher was Wang Jian again, and everyone was honest.

The whole session went extremely well.

It was just that the training programme was a bit boring.

Zhao Lang here used the military training program directly.

Standing in military posture, formation and marching in unison.

Special Forces training programs, Zhao Long hadn’t wanted to just take them out like that.

But it was such a simple item that made a lot of people scream in pain.

Of course, no one dared to complain in front of Wang Jian, they weren’t qualified enough, they could only say a few words in private during the break.

Wang Jian took it all in stride, and during the art of war lesson after the training, he made a point of asking

“What are your insights into today’s training session?”

No one said anything.

Wang Jian looked down at the prick Hu Hai and said that

“Hu Hai, tell me.”

Hu Hai was named and, ever flamboyant, he shook his head like a rattle and said.

“Sir, this training is very good, very good.”

Wang Jian asked, with a smile.

“Then tell me what is good about it?”

Hearing this question, Hu Hai immediately that time Qin Shi Huang asked him what was wrong with the question.

At once, he broke down inside.

How did he know what was good, he didn’t feel good!

It’s too difficult a subject, he doesn’t know how!

But in the face of Wang Jian, he didn’t dare to talk nonsense, so he could only say that

“Sir, I don’t know what’s so good about it.”

Wang Jian still laughed and

“So you don’t think it’s good? Then tell me, what is not good?”

Hu Hai looked first at Zhao Lang and then at Gong Zi Gao, but neither got the message.

Gritting his teeth, he said.

“Sir, what is the use of all this training?”

“If two armies did fight, would we defeat each other by standing, and walking in unison?”

“With all this energy, we might as well hone our martial arts and strengthen our bodies.”

Hearing Hu Hai’s words, everyone couldn’t help but nod their heads.

Even the teenagers who had gone to their deaths looked at each other.

In fact, they had the same doubts.

It was just that they would never question Zhao Lang.

Hearing this question, Zhao Lang was not surprised at all, not to mention them.

Even in post-2000 China, when watching the parade, there were people who would ask what was the point of walking so neatly and beautifully.

What is the use of being so neatly organised in housekeeping?

Wang Jian laughed at this point and said

“I also had the same doubts as you before, but now I understand.”

“With little difference in equipment and physical strength, an army that moves as one and is disciplined will win.”

“Even if the equipment is slightly behind, discipline can improve the winning rate.”

“On the battlefield, the power of the individual is extremely small.”

Hearing this, a small number of people were thoughtful, but most were still unconvinced.

The Great Qin revered martial arts, and if you wanted a title, you could only exchange it for military service.

A fierce general would be welcomed everywhere he went.

Wang Jian saw this in his eyes and did not stress it, but spoke of

“I know you and the others have doubts in your minds, no matter, how about a match between you and the youngsters in this village in seven days’ time?”

At once, everyone’s eyes lit up.

They were all young people, with lively natures.

Instead of boring training, it would be better to play these kinds of war games.

What boy has never played a game as a child, riding a horse and fighting a war?

So they all said yes.

As for these teenagers on the stately home, they didn’t take it too seriously.

They all had some teenagers of this type, to a greater or lesser extent, in their various homes.

The method of raising scholars was a tradition of the great families, and had been in existence since the time of the Xia and Shang dynasties.

The juveniles on this stately home were just walking neatly.

How can they be compared to them?

Only Gong Zi Gao was still pondering the first words Wang Jian had said, what did he mean that he too had such doubts?

Could it be that Wang Jian had not created this training method?

Then it could be…

Gong Zi Gao immediately looked at Zhao Lang who was not far away.

It just so happened that Zhao Lang also looked over, and the two of them met each other with four eyes.

Zhao Lang sent the other a big smile.

Soon, the afternoon training session was over and the crowd was free to move around.

Everyone didn’t leave, but gathered together.

It was clear that Gongzi Lang was at the head of the group and wanted to discuss the competition that would take place seven days later.

Zhao Long left with his men to avoid suspicion.

He also had more than enough to do.

“Brother, let me take care of the fight with the banker this time.”

Hu Hai said with gusto.

It was a task given by Wang Jian, not to be considered a provocation, a rare opportunity to grow face.

Gongshi Gao gave him an unpleasant look and said that

“Since when do you know anything about military strategy?”

Hu Hai glared and said.

“Brother, you underestimate me no, I don’t understand it, but Meng Zhi does.”

“I’ll put my name on it, just let him train.”

“…”

Gongzi Gao was silent, he had originally planned the same thing.

“Fine, fine, fine, you’ll take the lead this time.”

Receiving the promise, Hu Hai immediately pulled Meng Zhi, the honest man, and joyfully led the men away.

Gongzi Gao shook his head, it was good, he just went to deepen his relationship with Zhao Lang in private.

He was about to leave when he realised that something was wrong.

After looking around, he asked one of the royal ladies

“Where did Yin Man go?”

The imperial maid smiled back and

“Soon after the Duke’s wave left, Yin Man followed it.”

“Hee hee, we told her a long time ago that Gong Zi Lang is for a good match.”

“She said she didn’t want it, but now she’s rushing up with her eyes.”

When Gong Zi Gao heard this, he revealed a smile.

Now with a two-pronged approach, how could Zhao Lang escape his grasp?