Great Han Arrow God

Chapter 18
"Mum, you know so many characters, you must have read books, right?" Liang Xiao tentatively said, "Let me guess, you must come from a famous family, you must be a lady, and you have been taught by many great Confucians since childhood..."

Liang Yao burst into laughter with a "puchi". "I know a few characters, but I dare not say that I have read books. I have seen a few talented people, but there are no great Confucianists. As for my family background, although it is not unrecognizable, it is not a famous family. Xiaoer, if you want to Relying on my family, I'm afraid it will fail."

Liang Xiao smiled awkwardly. "Mum, what books have you read, why don't you teach me?"

"I've taught you everything you know. You don't want to learn, so why blame me instead." Liang Yu said with a smile: "You child, you didn't learn to be serious, you first learned to be sloppy. This is not what a man should be responsible for."

"Uh... Mom, I'm just asking, it's not that serious. Well... Even if it's not a famous family, you have to have a name, right? Why haven't I seen anyone from your mother's family for so many years?"

"You want to know about my mother's family?" Liang Yu stopped what she was doing, and her tone was a bit harsh.Liang Xiao smacked his lips, wondering if he should continue asking.He could tell that just like he didn't want to mention who his father was, the old lady also didn't want to mention her natal family.

"If Aunt doesn't want to say it, then just pretend I didn't say it."

"It's not that I don't want to say it, but that the time has not come yet." Liang Yu sighed. "Xiao'er, work hard. When you become a marquis and a general, mother will tell you everything. If you can't do it now, you will only humiliate yourself if you tell you."

"Bring yourself to shame?" Liang Xiaopin smacked on these four words, thinking a little bit.He looked at his mother with lonely eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. "Mother, don't worry, I will work hard, and when the time comes, I will return to my hometown, and see who dares to look down on you."

"So, Fang is my son." Liang Yu pushed the loom again. "Bang! Bang!" Every sound hit Liang Xiao's heart, and a long-lost feeling slowly came to life.

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Liang Xiao had a dream all night.

For a while, he dreamed that he was back in the office in his previous life, and was teasing with the new little sister at the front desk; Arrows galloped, shouts of killing shook the sky, and savage-faced enemies swarmed up with swords in hand.

In a trance, the sound of war drums became the crash of looms, and the howling of arrows turned into the friction of weaving shuttles sliding through brocade.

Liang Xiao sat up, covered in cold sweat.

The west wing was silent.In order not to affect his rest, mother finished work half an hour earlier.However, his mother's words "bringing oneself to humiliation" were deeply engraved in his heart.No matter how strong Liang Yu is, she is only a woman after all. If she hadn't encountered an unbearable humiliation, she would not have taken a child to a faraway country and sent her under the fence.

Liang Xiao reckoned that this incident had a lot to do with him, and the root cause of his mother's humiliation was probably the birth of a child out of wedlock.The status of women in the Han Dynasty was not low, and it was not uncommon to remarry and remarry, but it was difficult for unmarried children to be accepted, especially for families with certain status.

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, the Han people don't like to swallow their anger, so returning home with a good fortune has become the greatest expectation of my mother.To Liang Xiao, there was only one way to return to his hometown: to be named a marquis and a general.He has a pair of ape arms that are good at shooting, and serving in the army is the most likely choice for him to succeed.

Other than that, there is no other way.

The Han inherited the Qin system, and for ordinary people, farming and warfare were their only mission.It is impossible to get ahead by farming, only by going to war can you make meritorious service, you can increase your rank, and you may even be named a marquis—although the hope is very slim, but compared to being an official, this road is at least much more realistic.

Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty had an alliance of white horses: no meritorious service should be granted.This merit mainly refers to military merit.Without military merits, even if you become a prime minister, you cannot be a marquis.The prime minister became a marquis from Gongsun Hong, and Gongsun Hong himself may still be herding pigs in the East China Sea.Even if Liang Yu has seen the world, it is impossible to know that in the near future, civil servants can also become marquises.

However, even if he knew that civil servants could become marquises, it was still a distant dream for Liang Xiao himself.Studying these days is not easy. There are not many masters like Huan Jun, and there are even fewer great Confucians who are proficient in classics.In the entire Jiangdu country, there may not be a Confucian scholar who is proficient in classics, let alone a great Confucian.

Liang Xiao knew that Mr. Huan was not a good person, but he couldn't abandon him, and because Tu Niu'er was eager to learn from his teacher, he half-heartedly gave up. It was because he realized that if he wanted to get ahead, he had to take this risk.He had no choice at all.

"Shang Yang, I call you your ancestor." In two lifetimes, Liang Xiao swears at Shang Yang, a legalist sage, for the first time.There is no way, farming and fighting to build a country, emphasizing agriculture and suppressing business, Shang Yang is the initiator.If it weren't for this national policy, Liang Xiao might be able to get rich with the exquisite double-faced brocade skills of his mother, Liang Yu. With this national policy, even if his family is rich, he is just a lowly businessman. Time to cut the meat.

Liang Xiao could only smile wryly when he thought of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty's warning order.Could it be that the purpose of my life's struggle is to be denounced?
I'm not that stupid, I want to be the ruling class, I want to eat meat.

Liang Xiao couldn't fall asleep, so he simply got up, without turning on the lamp, and began to practice bowing with the moonlight penetrating through the sparse door panels.

Once, twice.

Ten times, a hundred times.

In the darkness, Liang Xiao practiced tirelessly and repeatedly, as if running wildly on the bright road of Fenghou.Maybe it's because there is no light, so I can only concentrate on feeling my body, or maybe I know that I have no other choice, and only by practicing hard can I be able to fulfill my promise to my mother. Liang Xiao is very dedicated in training.

At some point, when Liang Xiao bent down and hooked his fingers on the non-existent string again, he heard a soft "click" from his waist, and a faint heat flow diffused from the back of his waist, spinning The waist turned around and converged under the navel, which was warm and very comfortable.

Liang Xiao was overjoyed, but he didn't dare to get carried away. He savored this wonderful feeling carefully.

Slowly, a little numbness slowly rises along the spine, stops at the back, accumulates slowly, and swells slightly.

Liang Xiao closed his eyes, slowly opened his arms, straightened his body, and made a posture of bowing again.

The heat flow on the back spread out, split into two streams, flowed along the arms to the fingertips.Liang Xiao felt that his fingers were slightly swollen, ready to move.He took a deep breath, leaned back slightly, and his whole body was like a recurve bow, slowly tightened by an invisible string.

A sentence suddenly popped up in Liang Xiao's mind: Walk, sit and lie down, never leave your bow.

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(End of this chapter)