Ma Feng was already 12 years old, and it was time to add fuel to the fire at home.
For the past four years, he had been studying with his second uncle.
At night, he would study Wu Mu's Will given to him by the system. After four years of study, he believed that he had learned most of it.
Two years ago, Ma Teng taught him the Ma Family Fist and the Ma Family Saber Technique, which were founded by his ancestor, Ma Yuan.
Whether it was the Ma Family Fist or the saber technique, they were both killing techniques.
As a famous general of a generation, Ma Yuan naturally wouldn't pass down anything fancy.
Ma Family Fist was similar to military boxing. It was simple and practical, and its ultimate goal was to kill.
The saber technique was divided into 36 paths, which were also known as the '36 Paths Saber Technique'.
Although Ma Feng was only 12 years old, he was a strong adult and could easily fight three to five of them.
On this day, Ma Feng was playing with Ma Chao in the yard. Ma Teng came to Ma Feng's side with a smile.
"Xiao Feng, is it boring to stay at home?”
"Dad, just say it."
"Your second uncle told me that he can't teach you anymore. He found you a teacher these few days. Why don't you go and take a look?”
"What so-called great scholar? Don't do that. I'm not going."
"Sigh, you child, you don't even hesitate to criticize you. Of the few gentlemen I found for you previously, two ran away in anger because of you, and one fell ill because of you.”
To be honest, Ma Feng really looked down on the so-called great scholars. He relied on his mouth to fool the world all day long.
All of them were like liars. They asked about war, but they didn't know. They asked about governing the people, but they still didn't know.
Those so-called great scholars only cared about rites, music, loyalty, and filial piety all day long.
As a young man who had been baptized by the 21st century's society, Ma Feng really looked down on those so-called great scholars.
In the chaotic times of the Eastern Han Dynasty, how many dukes were great scholars?
Kong Rong, the most awesome scholar of the current generation, was nothing if he were to become a county governor.
Ma Feng told Ma Teng with a very disdainful expression that he would never learn it even if he was beaten to death.
Ma Teng chuckled and said," The gentleman I've found for you this time isn't an ordinary person. He's a general. How about it?" Are you interested now?“
"General? Which general? I haven't heard of any Di Dao general willing to teach.”Ma Feng asked.
"Not Di Dao, but in Wuwei, Guzang City. Jia Gong was once a general of light cavalry, and his ancestors were even more famous.”
Ma Feng shuddered.
"Guzang? Jia Clan? Jia Xu?"
"Hey, how do you know that Jia Gong's son is called Jia Xu?”Ma Teng asked.
"Cough cough, I heard from others that Jia Xu is in Guzang now?”Ma Feng hurriedly asked.
"No, Jia Xu is filial and honest. He has long been an official. I heard that he is now an official in the east of the river and is doing well.”
Hearing that Jia Xu was not in Guzang, Ma Feng was somewhat disappointed.
"Who is the current Hedong Prefecture Governor?"
"Dong Zhuo and Dong Zhongying are also from Longxi and Lintao. They were born in humble beginnings, and I really admire them for being able to rise from a good family in six counties to a county governor.”
In this era, it was indeed very difficult to become a 2000-dan prefect if one was not a noble or had deep-rooted connections.
Dong Zhuo relied on his military achievements and his own ability to climb to his current position. There was naturally no need to explain his personal ability.
Not only did Ma Teng admire Dong Zhuo, but many people in Liangzhou also admired him.
Even among the Qiang people, many had heard of Dong Zhuo's illustrious reputation.
When Dong Zhuo was young, he was a real man. His military merits were earned by slashing.
Seeing Ma Feng in a daze, Ma Teng became anxious.
"Kid, don't be ungrateful. I pulled a lot of strings before Jia Gong agreed. Let me tell you, as long as you become Jia Gong's student, when you're an adult, you'll be able to soar with just a little bit of work and a filial piety.”
Ma Feng pursed his lips.
It might seem valuable now, but in this chaotic world, it was useless.
However, Ma Feng really wanted to go and take a look. Perhaps he could meet Jia Xu?
If he could pull Jia Xu under him, kill Han Sui, unify Liangzhou, and dominate the world, wouldn't it be just around the corner?
Ma Feng agreed and decided to go to Guzang.
Three days later, Ma Feng's group of twenty people headed to Guzang.
Guzang County is the seat of Wuwei County, very prosperous.
Two days later, Ma Feng and his group arrived at Guzang and found a place to stay.
Ma Feng walked around Guzang and found that this place was different from Di Dao.
There were more Hu here, and comparatively fewer Han.
Qiang people, Xiongnu people, Yue people, and even Xianbei people could be seen.
Moreover, this was also the place with the most Wanderers in the entire Liangzhou Province.
Guzang's security was also a problem because there were too many Hu. As long as no one died, the local officials would not bother to care.
Ma Feng strolled around Guzang and saw three people fighting on the street.
Many of the brawny men looked at Ma Feng, who was dressed in embroidered clothes, covetously. If not for the dozen or so brawny men following behind Ma Feng, they might have snatched Ma Feng away.
Guzang was a city of robbery, theft, and fighting. No one cared about it at all. It was a paradise for crime.
If you want to live here, you can only rely on yourself. If your fist is big enough and hard enough, you can have everything here.
After learning about Guzang, Ma Feng was extremely excited.
This place might become Ma Feng's home.
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