The beggar emperor at the end of Ming Dynasty

Back at the camp, everyone cheered, and Qin Yu's food was almost three thousand catties.

There were only more than one hundred taels of gold and silver, and Li Dingguo only divided more than two hundred taels, and the bulk was handed over to Zhang Xianzhong.

The two were completely brothers and settled accounts strictly, and they were divided strictly according to three or seven.

However, looking at the jumble of weapons, Qin Yu still felt that he had made a profit, because those knives and spears were not suitable for these young people, not to mention bows and arrows.

So even if they were divided, they had to be recast, and those waist knives and spearheads probably weighed less than one hundred and fifty catties, but he estimated that at least two hundred catties of wrought iron could be made out of this pile of weapons.

There is grain in hand, and there is no panic in my heart. This sentence is not wrong at all.

Qin Yu waved his hand and announced three meals a day.

Suddenly, the gratitude of the teenagers to the Qin leader was like the flood of the Yellow River, endless.

In the same way, Sun Kewang's hatred for Qin Yu was like the flooding of the Yellow River.

"Stop, this is the resident of our firearms camp, idlers are not allowed to enter."

"Mother, the two little cubs were blind. Didn't you see that this is the major general? I dare to stop it. I will kill you now..."

"stop!"

Just as the two big men behind Sun Kewang were preparing to draw their swords and smash the two young men standing guard at the gate of the courtyard to death, Qin Yu rushed out and shouted.

The two teenagers shrank behind Qin Yu in fright. When the two big men saw this, they didn't do anything again, and Sun Kewang took a step forward.

"Boy, the foster father has an order to let you hand in all the gunpowder and cannon to the rear camp."

"Ah? Our firearms camp was originally responsible for preparing gunpowder and operating firearms. Why should we hand it in to the back camp?"

Qin Yu suddenly became anxious. He also planned to wait for a while before he went to fight the bandits. Without the gunpowder cannon, he would stab him!

"Humph! Yesterday you and your second child used the cannon without permission from your foster father, thinking that no one else knows it? If you have any opinions, you can go to the foster father to reason."

Sun Kewang snorted coldly, then waved, and ordered: "Give me in and move all the gunpowder away. You are not allowed to keep a catty, and I will drag the cannon away!"

"Yes!"

More than a dozen big men were about to walk in. The teenagers came up with wooden sticks and blocked the door, looking angry.

"Get out of the way and let them move." Qin Yu hurriedly cried, seeing that Sun Kewang's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Only then did the teenagers give way to both sides, and Sun Kewang was a little disappointed when he saw what he saw. If these boys dared to stop him, he would have to kill him personally today.

Seeing Sun Kewang taking away the remaining gunpowder and cannons, Qin Yu was in pain, wondering why he didn't secretly hide some gunpowder before?

As for the theory with Zhang Xianzhong, let's forget it. Fortunately, the food can still be eaten for a month, so it is not in a hurry for the time being.

...

In the following days, Qin Yu formulated a strict training plan.

Get up at dawn in the morning, run for half an hour, then eat breakfast, practice the queue in the morning, practice lancet in the afternoon, and learn to read words after dinner until the night is no longer visible.

Qin Yu didn't know much about how to train soldiers and horses in ancient times, so he could only follow his own methods.

That is to use spears uniformly, line up in a dense formation, step forward neatly, and at the same time raise your spear to stab it, no matter how high your martial arts are, you can't stop it.

Therefore, there is only one way to practice marksmanship, which is to stab forward, fast, accurate, and ruthlessly.

To this end, he also made many wooden human-shaped targets. Watching a young man sweating like rain and doing repetitive movements, he was stronger than before. Qin Yu was very satisfied.

After all, there are no soldiers in this age, and it is hard to sleep at night.

When I came to see the lively masters of various camps, they laughed constantly outside the courtyard, apparently thinking that the training of the firearms camp was completely trifling.

Of course, there are also some masters who want to curry favor with Qin Yu, saying that they can be coaches for these teenagers, and they just need to take care of their meals.

For these people, Qin Yu tactfully refused.

"At the beginning of man, nature is good!"

"At the beginning of man, nature is good!"

"Similar in sex, Xi is far away!"

"Similar in sex..."

In the courtyard, Mrs. Li was dressed in men's clothing, with some dust on her face, and her chest was flat, but she still couldn't hide her plump body.

Fortunately, the teenagers were still young. She pointed to the three-character sutra on the wooden board in front of her and read a sentence, and the teenagers below followed it. Such a scene would be staged almost every evening as long as it didn't rain.

After reading a three-character sutra every day, I start to learn to write, and I only learn one word a day.

Mrs. Li used charcoal to write on the wooden board, and each of the teenagers also had a small wooden board, placed on their knees, and followed the writing stroke by stroke.

The expressions are very focused.

"Tsk tusk, this little Qin leader is really nice to these little boys. Not only did they eat dry meals, but also taught them to read and write, which made Lao Tzu want to join the firearms camp."

"Hehe, I think you are looking at the teaching girl!"

"Do you think you don’t want that figure, that voice?"

"Huh! I think you still died early, this lady was rewarded by the great king to the leader Xiao Qin, I heard that the major general has already spoken..."

A middle school fellow, leaning on a ladder and a stool, leaned on the wall, watching the teenagers who are reading and literate, and chatting with each other, laughing from time to time.

Qin Yu was also very angry about this. At first, these guys squeezed at the gate of the courtyard, and he opened the gate, but these guys climbed the wall again. They couldn't stop it, and couldn't scold them.

In the evening, Mrs. Li looked at Qin Yu weakly and asked, "My son, my concubine is discussing something with you. Can you put the teaching field in the room?"

"Where do you want me to find you a room that can seat more than a hundred people? There are only a few rooms in total, so I don't need to sleep at night?"

Qin Yu didn't have a good temper. He wanted to find a large room and get some oil lamps and candles so that he could teach not only in wind and rain, but even an hour in the evening.

"But... those people are lying on the wall every day, staring at their concubines and uttering foul language, they are really unaccustomed to them!" Madam Li blushed almost bleeding.

"What's not used to it? Just look at it and there will be no less meat?"

"Just stick to it and wait until I find a suitable place."

Qin Yu waved impatiently.

Madam Li opened her mouth and didn't say anything.

Now that she and her daughter rely on Qin Yu's asylum, they can be safe and live a day more, so they have no confidence to refute his words.

Xi day.

"Boss, when do we have a real guy? Look at my bamboo spear, it's twisted?"

A young man carrying a bamboo spear came to Qin Yu with a bitter expression.

"Dogday, Tietou, your kid not only eats the most, but also the most bullshit. Hurry up and train for Lao Tzu. I will check it later. If I fail the exam next time, let's see how Lao Tzu gets you."

Qin Yu drew it with a whip.

"Okay!"

The young man called Tietou received a whip, grinned, and ran away immediately.

Qin Yu walked towards a blacksmith shop in the city.