Seeing the doctors with their heads down on the school ground, Yang Feng shouted again: "Yang Daniu!"

"arrive!"

Following Yang Feng's voice, an officer with a calm expression and a firm expression walked out.

Yang Feng pointed at him and said, "Most of you should know him. He is Yang Daniu, a hundred-family family of our cavalry team. He once fought with the Tartars in Liaodong for three years. Yang Daniu, I want to ask you something, what did you fear most when you fought with the Tartars in Liaodong before?"

Yang Daniu said without hesitation: "When I say that, what I fear most is injury!"

"Why, aren't you afraid of death?" Yang Feng continued to ask.

"Die?" Yang Daniu smiled bitterly: "Of course I'm afraid, but death is just a blink of an eye. Once you close your eyes, you won't know anything. But those who are injured, lack arms and legs, and even infected with wounds are different. Due to lack of doctors, many brothers are injured after being injured.

I can only endure it. The one who is very lucky can survive it. If the unlucky one has to endure the pain of ten days, half a month or even several months before he dies. This way of death is the most painful. Therefore, usually the brother who is injured when encountering such a thing will ask for his own robes to give him a pleasure, because no matter how strong the brother is, he cannot endure this endless torture."

Hearing this, the people around him were silent. They originally thought that the most painful thing about going to the battlefield was to die in the battlefield. But after hearing Yang Daniu's words, they realized that death in the battle was nothing. After all, they would pass away as soon as they closed their eyes. But those soldiers who were injured and half-death and still had to drag their robes and would drag their families back to their back are the most painful, because this kind of pain might torture you for the rest of your life.

"Now you understand why I want to recruit a large number of doctors, right?" Yang Feng's voice continued, "Our local doctors are unwilling to follow the army to Liaodong. I was helpless and came up with this method to recruit these women who came out of the brothel, preparing to train them, and in a few days they will go with the army to serve as doctors."

"Oh...so that's it."

"There is such a reason for the relationship. We doctors are not a big deal. Lord Yang asked them to go to Liaodong and they didn't even dare to go."

"Don't sit and talk without any pain. If you are the one who doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking here, are you willing to follow the army to Liaodong to fight the Tartars in the Later Jin Dynasty?"

People around him were talking and saying everything, but the eyes of the doctors were mostly filled with contempt.

The doctors were really unbearable by the contemptuous look of the melon-eating people around him. A middle-aged doctor in his thirties stood up and bowed to Yang Feng: "Mr. Yang, the doctor Kong Le from the villain Nanjing Xinglin Hall has something unknown, please help me solve my doubts."

Yang Feng glanced at him: "Tell me!"

Kong Le glanced at the women who were still uneasy in their eyes standing behind him, and looked contemptuous on his face: "Sir, since you want to train a doctor, why not recruit some innocent men to serve as a man? Why should you recruit these women in turmoil? Even those good women are better than these people!"

Yang Feng was furious when he heard this. This guy was so hateful. As the saying goes, don’t slap people in the face. Kong Le is revealing the scars of these poor brothel women. As expected, after Kong Le finished speaking, the prostitutes behind him all lowered their heads, and some even cried out.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Feng strode to Kong Le and bent down to stare at him and asked word by word: "Kong Le, since you have said that, then I will ask you, is your family background innocent?"

Facing Yang Feng's gaze as light as a sword, Kong Le only felt like he was facing a glaring King Kong. He took two steps back and said, "This...this..."

Yang Feng shouted: "Answer this official!"

Kong Le was almost frightened and collapsed on the ground. Beads of sweat began to seep out from his forehead. He almost replied in a crying voice: "Think... let's do it."

"Okay... your wealth is innocent." Yang Feng nodded and said to more than ten doctors around him: "Your wealth is innocent. Since you said you want to recruit innocent men to study medical skills, then I don't understand. You are all innocent, so why don't you want to go to Liaodong? A few days ago, I issued a notice saying that I would recruit good women and train them. But what happened? The result was that after recruiting for several days, I only recruited less than ten people, and I couldn't read a single person. I wondered, you don't want to go to Liaodong, so... I will bring those who are willing to go, but now you are talking strange things again. I dislike the bad background of others. What are your intentions?"

"Bada..."

Kong Le finally couldn't hold on and sat on the ground.

Yang Feng's voice sounded on the school ground as needed.

"There are people who are unwilling to serve the Ming Dynasty and the court, but what is strange is that if others want to serve the Ming Dynasty and the court, they will jump out and stop others from serving the country. So I wondered, if everyone is like this, who will defend the border of my Ming Dynasty?"

Hearing this, many people, including military households and Zhuang Ding, lowered their heads in shame.

"I know that since the attack on Emperor Yingzong Rui, our Ming Dynasty has begun to emphasize civil and military affairs. The civil officials have firmly controlled the government. In order to suppress military generals, they have tried their best to say that a good man is not a soldier and is not a stubborn person. It would be fine if those literati looked down on us soldiers, but what is frustrating is that even our military officials are gradually looking down on themselves.

But you must know that if we, the soldiers, guarding the border of the Ming Dynasty, those foreign tribes such as the Mongolian and the Later Jin outside the pass would have been killed long ago. You...you...and can you still plant the ground so peacefully and treat others with peace of mind?"

Yang Feng said while pointing at the doctors and the onlookers. Whenever he pointed, people from all over the place lowered their heads. However, many people were sweating profusely. Yang Feng's words were so shocking. If they were spread, they would cause an uproar. He wanted to challenge the status of civil servants and shake the traditions that had been in the past hundred years.

Speaking of this, Yang Feng turned his gaze to the doctors' faces and said coldly: "You all regard going to Liaodong as a daunting opportunity, but when I found these sisters to teach them medical skills, you jumped out and disliked them for their bad background. Such a demeanor is really disgusting. It's such a villain's behavior!"

At this time, Kong Le had long been lying on the ground, sweating profusely for a long time and couldn't speak.

Yang Feng finally looked at Kong Le who was spread on the ground and said, "In my opinion, although these sisters are from ancient times, when they told them to teach them medical skills and then went to Liaodong to serve, they agreed without hesitation. Looking at what they did was ten times better than you hypocrites who always said they wanted to save the world and save people.

Originally, the official thought that since you are unwilling to work in Liaodong, then use this short half month to teach them your medical skills so that they can rescue more soldiers who fought for the country on the battlefield. However, now it seems that you, the master of Xinglin who considers yourself aloof, probably is unwilling to do so. Come on, drag Doctor Kong, who is unwilling to go to Liaodong to be loyal to the country of Liaodong, but he claims to be noble and look down on those who are willing to serve in the country of defense, and drive them out. Our Jiangning Guard cannot afford such a master of Xinglin."

"yes!"

With Yang Feng's order, the two servants stood up behind him and dragged Kong Le, who was lying on the ground, and soon a sound of slapping sounds accompanied by howlings of crying father and mother. The doctors around him watched their colleagues being dragged away by these servants wearing armor and fierce armor. They felt sad but were powerless, and a feeling of sadness in their hearts.

After Kong Le was dragged away, Yang Feng's bright eyes swept the doctors' faces, "Everyone, who else do you want to leave? If you want to leave, please leave, and I will never stop you!"

All the doctors were dumb, and many people cursed in their hearts. You said that we are all a group of people who are unwilling to go to Liaodong to be loyal to the country, but they also claim to be noble and look down on those who are willing to serve the country. If they really leave now, wouldn’t that confirm this sentence? We are also shameful, okay?

A young doctor walked out and bowed to Yang Feng, "Sir, it is our unshirkable responsibility to serve the country. Although we cannot go to the battlefield in person, we are willing to teach all our knowledge to these sisters who dare to follow the army to Liaodong in person."

"Very good!" Yang Feng finally smiled on his originally gloomy face, "What's your name?"

When the young doctor saw Yang Feng ask questions in person, he showed a hint of panic on his face and quickly replied: "I dare not ask for help from the bad guy, I just want to ask about it. You can just call the villain Qin Lang."

Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction: "Is Qin Lang so good? It's great. Come and give Qin Lang twenty taels of silver!"

"yes!"

Following Yang Feng's words, a servant came out and stuffed two ingots of silver into Qin Lang's hands.

Seeing the two ingots of white silver in Qin Lang's hand, the doctors next to him all showed envy. This lucky guy just said a few words and got a reward of twenty taels of silver for nothing. This silver is too easy to make.

Soon, an old doctor in his fifties also stood up, "Sir, a villain is not talented. Although he cannot go to Liaodong to serve the imperial court in person, he is willing to teach these girls all he has learned!"

"Sir, villain is willing to teach what he has learned to these girls."

People are blindly following animals. Since they have the lead, the next thing will be easier. As a doctor stands out one after another, the atmosphere on the school field has reached a climax.

“Good…very good!”
Chapter completed!