48: Father is kind and son is filial

Yang Ming also wanted to secure a path for the children.

Now he had sufficient reason.

Naturally, he agreed.

Waking up early the next morning,

his wife specifically helped him dress up.

With a nervous heart, Yang Ming walked into Yang Yi's courtyard.

Yang Yi had risen quite early.

He was drinking cold tea in the courtyard.

A faint mist dissipated around him,

gradually returning to the heavens and earth.

"Why have you come so early today?"

"Something up?"

Yang Yi asked straightforwardly.

He was a very observant person.

Yang Ming usually dressed quite simply and casually.

To suddenly be dressed so neatly and cleanly,

he must have something to ask of him.

And this matter wasn't just about himself.

Yang Ming dared not hide any thoughts in front of Yang Yi.

He told him the situation with the children in detail.

He sincerely hoped that Yang Yi could discipline the other children.

Yang Yi had long had this idea.

However, there were not many investment points in the System.

And he couldn't redeem anything.

So, it had been shelved.

Although his cultivation was not bad,

asking him to guide the children—

to be honest,

he couldn't do it.

Because his experience was pitifully scarce.

The reason why Zhong Mingyi's strength had gradually improved

was because Zhong Mingyi himself was the son of the Dragon Tiger City Lord!

The resources he had enjoyed since childhood were endless.

Whether it was Cultivation Technique or Martial Skill, they far exceeded those of the Yang family.

They even surpassed Yang Yi's.

Let alone Yang Yi guiding him;

even if Yang Yi didn't guide him,

as long as he Cultivated for two extra hours every day,

this guy's strength would still improve.

Therefore, Zhong Mingyi's improvement actually had little to do with Yang Yi.

It was entirely because he had the potential himself.

Now that the topic of educating the children had been raised,

Yang Yi prepared to set about handling this matter.

"The children are still young."

"And I don't have the time to teach them one by one."

"I plan to establish a school in the Yang family."

"Let the children go to the school to learn."

"Invite the experienced Senior members of the Family to be their teachers."

"At the same time, set up a library within the school."

"Put all the various Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills of the Family into the library."

"For the children to reference and read."

"Remember, not every child can enter the library to study."

"They must meet certain requirements to enter."

"Furthermore, they cannot read all the books inside."

"Each time they enter, they can only choose one book to read."

Yang Ming took out a small notebook.

He wrote down Yang Yi's requirements one by one.

When Yang Yi finished speaking,

his paper was also densely filled with words.

"Follow my requirements."

"Hurry up and get it done."

"Put the Cultivation Techniques I gave you earlier into the library as well."

"After a while, I will add some precious Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills to the library."

The last sentence

made Yang Ming extremely excited.

Leaving the courtyard,

Yang Ming convened a Family meeting.

He explained Yang Yi's ideas in detail to everyone.

Everyone was incredibly excited.

They immediately worked together with one heart to build the school.

The school was easy to build.

The Yang family had quite a few empty courtyards.

Just find an empty courtyard and renovate it simply,

and it could be used as a school.

The difficult part was the library.

It had to house various precious treasures like Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills.

This place had to be meticulously constructed.

Various mechanisms had to be set up inside and out.

Moreover, several experts had to be dispatched to guard the place day and night,

to prevent others from sneaking into the library

and stealing the treasures.

Everything was developing according to plan.

A few days later,

the children of the Yang family entered the school to learn.

The first lesson was taught by Yang Yi.

Yang Yi did not guide them in Cultivation.

He didn't talk to them about anything regarding Cultivation.

What he spoke to them about was propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame, as well as loyalty, justice, benevolence, and filial piety.

After listening to Yang Yi's lesson,

the children were quite disappointed.

Because they had thought Yang Yi would teach them secret manuals.

But Yang Yi had instead spoken about things they only vaguely understood.

After returning home,

some children complained to their parents,

saying that Yang Yi didn't teach them any Cultivation Technique,

and instead talked about a bunch of nonsense in class.

The children's parents quickly covered their mouths,

telling them not to spout nonsense.

Some parents with short tempers,

while covering their child's mouth, gave them a couple of hard slaps on the buttocks,

teaching them not to speak nonsense.

If others found out,

they wouldn't be able to go to the school in the future.

The children didn't understand.

But the adults certainly understood why Yang Yi wanted to teach them these things.

Although they had complaints in their hearts,

no one dared to say them out loud.

Moreover,

there was no reason to blame Yang Yi.

Because Yang Yi was indeed teaching the children.

Although it was a cultural lesson,

it was still teaching the children something.

They couldn't exactly tell Yang Yi,

"The children don't need you to teach them these things."

Who wouldn't want their own child to become a person of good character?

No one wanted their child to grow up to be a wicked demon who commits all kinds of evil.

One day,

while Yang Yi was giving the children a cultural lesson,

Yang Ming appeared at the doorway at some point,

listening silently.

Seeing that Yang Ming stood at the doorway and didn't leave,

Yang Yi knew something was up.

He let the children study on their own,

and walked out.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Ming whispered, "The head of the Han Family has brought quite a few people from the Han Family here."

"They say they want to learn and exchange pointers with you."

"I think they've come to challenge us."

"By the way, are there any very young children among the Han Family members?"

"How young?" Yang Yi asked with a smile.

Yang Ming said, "The youngest should be six or seven years old."

"It doesn't matter."

"Our Yang family also has six or seven-year-old children."

"And they have already reached the Life and Death Realm."

"If he wants to use a six or seven-year-old child to challenge us,"

"that is just asking for humiliation."

Arriving at the entrance of the meeting hall,

Yang Yi saw Zhong Mingyi gesturing excitedly while chatting happily with the Han Family members.

The Han Family members were all laughing until they bent over.

Yang Ming clicked his tongue secretly on the side.

Although this Zhong Mingyi was annoying,

he did have his own merits.

He could converse happily with people outside the Yang family.

It seemed that apart from the Yang family,

he could become friends with everyone.

He could talk happily with everyone.

When Yang Yi and Yang Ming appeared,

the laughter in the meeting hall came to an abrupt stop.

The smiles on their faces also vanished completely.

Yang Yi smiled.

He stepped into the meeting hall.

"Foster Father, you are here."

Zhong Mingyi respectfully called out, "Foster Father."

This cry of "Foster Father" left the Han Family members looking stunned.

They looked at Zhong Mingyi curiously.

They didn't know why he would call Yang Yi "Foster Father."

Was his brain broken,

or was he coerced by Yang Yi?

Yet he had a full smile on his face when he called him "Foster Father."

It seemed as if he was doing it willingly.

"Zhong Mingyi, why are you calling Yang Yi 'Foster Father'?"

A beautiful young girl wearing fire-red clothes

asked straightforwardly.