"Little Xiu?" I'm afraid it's not about to be called a great cultivator when I grow up. " Hearing the way the person addressed Yang Xiu, Xiao Wen secretly thought to himself.
However, from the hidden pride in that voice, he could tell that this person was familiar with Yang Xiu. Although his relationship with him was positive, there were still some people who didn't like Yang Xiu's venomous tongue.
However, according to Xiao Wen's understanding of Yang Xiu through the library, the Yang family had been on his side all this time.
Although in the historical evaluation, the Yang family and Yuan Shao's family belonged to the same level of aristocratic families, but they were all thin, so Yang Xiu probably didn't have any relatives.
Maybe this was Yang Xiu's father's friend or someone from the mother race?
"I am Huan Yan, Yang Xiu's uncle." "I believe that it's because Yang Xiu made a ruckus and said such arrogant words that annoyed Mister." The person cupped his hands towards Xiao Wen and said.
Xiao Wen sized up Huan Yan and saw that he was wearing a scholarly robe with a white face and green beard. He had a very handsome appearance and started to search the library for information on Huan Yan.
Very quickly, Xiao Wen found out the other party's information.
It turned out that Huan Yan was not Yang Xiu's uncle. After all, the term 'uncle' could only be used on his father's brothers.
However, if they were a bit more relaxed, Huan Yan could still be considered Yang Xiu's uncle.
In reality, Huan Yan was the nephew of Yang Xiu's grandfather, Yang Ci's wife, the Huan clan. When Huan Yan saw Yang Xiu's grandfather, he didn't call him father, but rather, he called him uncle. At that time, there were many families who didn't have the habit of naming their daughters by their names, so they had to address them as the Huan clan or the Yang clan.
As for Yang Xiu and Huan Yan, their blood relationship was actually relatively thin.
However, the historical Huan Yan was also a famous person. If placed in this world, he would be able to compare himself to a low level aristocrat like Xiao Wen.
Therefore, Xiao Wen did not slight him, but cupped his hands and replied, "Yang Xiu, this boy, is not offending my student. He simply felt that we, the Chinese cavalrymen, were incapable of defeating the cavalry of the Manchus, so he began to argue with Zhuge Liang, my student. And as the debate continued, it was very natural for them to make their move. "
Although ancient scholars usually gave people a feeling of gentleness and gentleness. But in reality, among the six arts that Confucius had asked of gentlemen, there were two that could be used. In fact, if the scholars of ancient times were to use their fists against them during a debate, it was entirely possible for them to fight.
It wasn't just a fist fight. Some steel-headed fellows could even draw their swords and cut people in the middle of the classroom.
This was also the reason why when Xiao Wen argued with Cai Jing, he had beaten Cai Jing up to a pulp in anger.
If there was no violence in the academic world, would it still be called academic?
If academic arguments do not kill those who argue with them, does academic freedom still exist?
This was the unique brain circuit of this era, or the famous people of this country. They did not feel it was strange or scholarly to hit people in an academic debate and kill them.
They would even think it was very elegant.
So much so that creatures such as Song's literati who quarreled with each other were not used to coming to the Han to conduct "academic exchanges".
As for the scholars of Han, they treated the scholars of Song as a kind of sissy.
This was probably the same feeling that the Chinese men of the future generations would have when they looked at Gao Li's sissy cannon or neon mansion!
After all, even if he was a otaku, he was still a true man that even the big bosses dressed in female attire dared to poop their intestines out.
Therefore, after hearing Xiao Wen's explanation, Huan Yan's expression didn't show any trace of anger. He only nodded his head in understanding.
Xiao Wen, who had sharp eyes, saw a trace of a scar on his forehead. It was obvious that this famed person called Huan Yan had fought quite a few times during the academic debate.
"That's why it is necessary for Guan Yu to become my student. "If in the future you were to argue with any of the other scholars and they were to pull out their swords and cut them down, I would have Guan Yu to defend against them." Xiao Wen thought.
At this moment, Huan Yan walked in front of Yang Xiu. However, he didn't ask Zhuge Liang to let go of Yang Xiu. Instead, he angrily said, "You idiot, do you know what nonsense you are spouting?"
"Nonsense?" Hearing Huan Yan's words, Yang Xiu refused to accept it, "I'm not spouting nonsense." The Northern Knights of my big man have never been able to defeat the Huns or Mongol, let alone the eight banners of Manchu. Isn't that the truth? "
Hearing this, the cavalry captain looked gloomy.
He didn't say anything, because he knew that although Yang Xiu was somewhat extreme, he also knew that it was true that the Northern Cavalry had always been unable to defeat the Northern Cavalry.
If the world wanted to acknowledge their strength, it wasn't sufficient to beat up those who held them in contempt.
They must use the glory of moving from victory to victory in one battle to victory in the next to tell the Darkhan, to tell the world that they, the Han Banner, are strong and fearless.
However, Huan Yan was in the village. Yesterday, he saw the big man's cavalry in the village's fortifications. He used the wall charge tactic to kill those barbaric Steel Cavalry, throwing away their armours and running away.
Therefore, he pointed at Yang Xiu's head and said, "You said that it's impossible for the Northern Knight to defeat the Eight Banners, because that doesn't exist. Yesterday, I saw them defeat the barbarians. "
"How is this possible!" Hearing this, Yang Xiu's eyes widened, "How powerful are the Northern Knight? I still don't know." They can defeat the full Qing Iron Cavalry unless the sow goes up the tree... "
"Don't you believe what your uncle said?" Seeing Yang Xiu refuting, Huan Yan reprimanded, "You damned child, do you have to deny the truth for the sake of face?"
When Huan Yan berated Yang Xiu, he looked very ferocious. Even Xiao Wen felt a hint of coldness.
As expected of a famous person who had experienced countless debates on the stage, he is indeed incredible.
After teaching Yang Xiu a lesson, Huan Yan stood up and said, "Yesterday, after the battle, one of the cavalrymen said that today, there would be people coming to collect the equipment of the patrolmen. However, I've waited for a long time and haven't seen anyone come." The person who accepted the equipment wouldn't be Mister, right? "
After all, the cavalrymen couldn't stay in the wilderness forever. If the Manchu soldiers took advantage of the darkness to attack the cavalrymen in the wilderness, they might really cause heavy casualties.
It just so happened that the battlefield was right at the entrance of the village. Therefore, after carrying out a simple task of cutting down the remaining surviving Manchukuo constables, these Han cavalrymen handed over the rest of the work to the villagers of the village and promised that after cleaning up the battlefield, they would give five percent of the profit to the villagers of the village.
"That's right." Xiao Wen replied, "Those things left behind by those Manticores are indeed in my hands today."
"Then, let me see what equipment is here!"