Fan Kuai asked weakly.
"Young Master, didn't you want to recruit us as your personal guards?”
"Why did it suddenly become a disciple?”
Ying Yuren explained gently.
"Before we met, I only heard that Pei County had a few strong men and thought that I could replenish my personal guards.”
"However, after seeing you today, I think that the three of you are good seedlings to learn Confucianism.”
"Therefore, I wanted to take the three of you as my disciples.”
Fan Kuai blinked his big eyes and pointed at the three of them in disbelief.
"Us?"
"A good seedling to learn Confucianism?"
"I've never heard anyone say that since I was young!”
Ying Yuren smiled and shook his head, looking at Fan Kuai and the other two sincerely.
"How can warrior Fan belittle himself like this?”
"If others can't see it, it's because they don't have foresight.”
"In this Young Master's opinion, the three of you are one in ten thousand talented scholars!”
Hearing this, Fan Kuai was tempted.
Although Fan Kuai was a Dog Butcher, his ancestor was Fan Chi, who was respectfully called Fan Zi!
Among the seventy-two disciples of Confucius, Fan Chi was also an important figure with a high status.
When Ran Zi defeated the Qi army, Fan Chi became Ran Zi's deputy general and started this battle of revenge together.
It was a pity that Fan Chi was born in poverty and died young in a foreign land, so he did not leave any wealth for his descendants.
Now that he had the chance to become a Confucian scholar like his ancestor, how could Fan Kuai not be tempted?
But when he thought of the Confucian rules, Fan Kuai shuddered.
"I think not."
"There are too many rules in the scholarly faction. I'm just a boor, and I really can't stand it!”
Ying Yuren's eyes narrowed, his cane suddenly hitting the ground.
"Bang!"
Accompanied by a muffled sound, the 'righteous' staff was buried three inches into the ground.
Ying Yuren asked slowly.
"Hero Fan, are you really unwilling?"
Fan Kuai was speechless.
Glancing at the soil that had been broken by the Staff of Righteousness, Fan Kuai swallowed hard.
I really want to say no.
But I don't dare!
Fan Kuai seriously suspected that if he refused again, Ying Yuren would blow his head off!
Fan Kuai immediately became obedient.
"I am willing!"
Compared to Fan Kuai, Xia Houying was not so conflicted.
Previously, Ying Yuren had asked Xia Houying to accompany him.
Regardless of whether he was Ying Yuren's disciple or not, he had to be restrained by his side.
He might as well be a disciple!
Xia Houying cupped his hands without hesitation.
"Disciple Xia Houying greets the Headmaster.”
Zhou Bo cupped his hands excitedly.
"Me too!"
This was the disciple of a young master.
From now on, I, Zhou Bo, don't have to worry about not having enough to eat!
Ying Yuren laughed heartily.
"Good!"
"Very good!"
"When the three of you return to Xianyang with this young master, this young master will hold a apprenticeship banquet for the three of you and spread the news!”
"Eighth Fu, go and take disciple Fan Xian and disciple Zhou Xian to bathe and change their clothes!”
Bafu took a step forward and bowed.
"Understood."
As he spoke, Ba Fu glared at Fan Kuai.
Fan Kuai frowned.
"What are you looking at?"
Bafu's thick eyebrows shot up.
"Why are you looking at me!"
"What right do you have to be accepted as a disciple by the young master as soon as you arrive?”
Fan Kuai lost his confidence.
He didn't know why he was accepted as a disciple by Ying Yuren.
Eight-Husband was even more indignant.
"Let's go, let's go. Before we take a bath and change our clothes, we'll go to the Martial Arts Practice Field to exchange a few moves.”
"I want to see what qualifications you have to be the young master's disciple!”
Fan Kuai looked at Ba Fu in confusion.
"So the standard of being a young master's disciple is that he can fight?”
"Are you sure Young Master is a Confucian scholar?"
"Are you sure I entered the scholarly faction?”
Ba Fu nodded as if it was a matter of course.
"That's it!"
"If you don't have the skill to split a person into two, what right do you have to be the young master's disciple?”
Fan Kuai and Zhou Bo looked at each other, and they could see the confusion in each other's eyes.
The standard of being a Confucian scholar was to be able to split a person into two?
This scholarly faction, he seemed to be a little improper!
But fighting?
Fan Kuai and Zhou Bo rolled up their sleeves, their faces filled with interest.
"Come, come, come, fight!"
Fan Kuai, Ba Fu, and the others walked toward the training ground in a 'friendly' manner, but Ying Yuren left Xia Houying behind.
"Why did you only bring back Fan Kuai?”
"Where are Xiao He, Cao Can, and the others?"
"Not willing to come?"
Facing Ying Yuren's question, Xia Houying swallowed nervously and explained in a low voice.
"Xiao He and Cao Can are minor officials of Pei County.”
"I hope that I can serve you in a position closest to your position.”
"Lu Wan and the others still have parents and family at home, so it's inconvenient for them to travel far.”
"I hope you can forgive me."
Ying Yuren was silent for a long time before he suddenly smiled.
"That's good."
"You've been on the run for several days. Go and rest.”
Xia Houying, who was filled with anxiety, hurriedly left.
Ying Yuren muttered with a mocking expression.
"It's not reasonable, but it's within expectations.”
"Qin died from violence?"
"Hah ~"
"On the surface, it's a battle between Chu and Han, but in reality, it's a hundred schools of thought contending!”
After staying in Great Qin for nearly half a year, Ying Yuren's view of Great Qin had greatly changed.
And now, Ying Yuren had vaguely seen the truth of the chaotic times at the end of Qin Dynasty.
Chen Sheng, who had ignited the beacon fire at the end of the Qin Dynasty, had just taken his oath in Daze Village when he received the son of the Kong clan leader as his military adviser.
The Tian Clan's three forces all had the support of the scholarly faction.
Xiao He, Zhang Liang, Duke Lu, Chen Ping, and almost all the important figures around Liu Bang were from the School of Huang Lao.
This was the case for the Confucian school and the School of Huang Lao.
Could it be that the other sects didn't have any operations?
"The world is too chaotic.”
Ying Yuren slowly clenched his right fist.
"If you want Great Qin to last for ten thousand years, you must first subdue the Bai clan!”
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