Great Han Arrow God

Chapter 5 Non-Mainstream Education

With a direction, Liang Xiao suddenly felt that the future was bright, and he was really excited for a while before he managed to calm down. He cleaned up the fish, put a willow branch on it, and carried it back.Liang Yu had already boiled a pot of boiling water and threw the fish into the pot. After a short time, a pot of fragrant fish soup was ready.

The mother and son ate happily.Liang Yu cleaned up the pots and bowls and was ready to weave brocade.Liang Xiao also followed.Liang Yu was very strange. "Xiao'er, why don't you go to rest?"

Liang Xiao looked at his old lady secretly, and said tentatively: "Mum, tell me, what should I do to be a marquis and a general?"

Liang Yu glanced at him, and burst out laughing. "You've finally had enough of your little trick, have you thought about the business?"

Liang Xiao was ashamed, listening to this, the things that "I" did in the past, the old lady is very clear. "This... Mom knows?"

"You are the meat that fell out of my stomach. I pulled you up by shit and pee. What did you do, can I not know?"

"Then...then why don't you talk about me." Liang Xiao was a little anxious.What kind of mother is this, don't care about seeing your son messing around, don't say move three times like Mencius's mother, don't talk about tattooing like Yue Fei's mother, at least teach me the right way.

"It's not a big deal to be a little naughty." Liang Wei said indifferently while arranging the loom: "My mother doesn't expect you to be a farmer in Litian. It's not good to be too honest. It's easy. Being bullied. In the future, when you join the army and fight in battle, it is inevitable that you will be injured and see blood. Fighting and robbing graves now also exercise your courage."

Liang Xiao had a black line on his forehead. What kind of tutoring is this? It's definitely not mainstream.She can't really time travel, can she?

"Mother, tell me, how can I make meritorious deeds and become a marquis? There are too many people in the battle, and there are only a few who can really make meritorious deeds. Most of them have become cannon fodder."

"Cannon fodder?" Liang Mi glanced at Liang Xiao. "Where did you learn this new word?"

Liang Xiao chuckled. "What I mean is, if I don't have the ability to surpass others, I'm afraid I will die before I can perform meritorious service..."

"Bah!" Liang Mi spat fiercely on the ground and cursed, "You little trick, what nonsense are you talking about, how can you curse yourself to death."

"Hey, if you don't want to die, you have to have the skills. Mom, tell me, what skills do I have?"

"It goes without saying, just look at your arms. You are born to be good at archery. It will not be a trivial matter to make meritorious deeds in the future."

Liang Xiao's heart skipped a beat. "Mother, who is my father? Why have you never heard of him? You are so sure that I have the talent for archery. Is it because he has a pair of such arms and is good at archery?"

Liang Yu's face darkened, she sat in front of the loom without saying a word, and got busy on her own.

Liang Xiao was a little embarrassed, and sat in front of the loom, staring at the speeding weaving shuttle in his mother's hand, motionless.He and his mother have lived together for so many years, and he knows his mother's temperament.She is docile on the outside but strong on the inside. You can't find out what she doesn't want to say if you ask.

However, he was even more curious because of it.In the past, Liang Xiao only cared about playing, never cared about these issues, and even deliberately avoided mentioning these issues.He was different, he was very curious about this question.

There is no way, this is an era of fighting for fathers, if there is a good father, he will not have to work so hard, and he can be a second-generation official.

However, if the father is not a good father, it will be troublesome enough.

According to the laws of the Han Dynasty, the basic condition for entering an official career is a son of a good family.To become a son of a good family, there are two conditions: one is that the family assets are above the middle class, that is to say, children from poor families are not considered good sons.The second is that the family background is clean, the immediate elders are not in lowly status, and there is no criminal record.

Of these two conditions, if the first problem occurs, there is still a chance to solve it, maybe it will be settled by making a fortune.The latter one is very troublesome, basically it is the imprint of a lifetime, and it cannot be shaken off.

Looking at the expression of his mother, Liang Yu, Liang Xiao became a little worried.My father can't be a crook, can he?If so, then don't.I didn't take advantage of him, and I didn't want to be implicated by him. Anyway, we don't know each other very well.

Seeing her son in a daze, Madam Liang said, "Is there anything else? If you have nothing to do, go to bed quickly. It's time for your body to grow, so you can't stay up late."

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "No, Mom, I want to practice my eyesight. To be a good archer, you first need to have a pair of good eyes. I want to learn from the ancients and use your loom to practice your eyesight."

"Use a loom to practice eyesight?" Liang Wei was dubious. "Which ancient man said that?"

Liang Xiao smiled.I don't even know this, it seems that my old lady doesn't seem to be from time-traveling.

While thinking about it, Liang Xiao stared at the weaving shuttle in his old lady's hand, hoping to see the movement of the weaving shuttle clearly like Ji Chang.Prisoner Huan Jun said that if you want to practice first-class archery, you must first have a pair of good eyes.Without talent, no matter how much he practiced, he would not be able to become a true archer.

However, Liang Xiao soon discovered that the reason why the sharp archer is so good is first of all because of its rarity.After staring at the weaving shuttle for a while, he felt his eyes swell and burst into tears.When Mistress Liang saw him, she thought he missed his biological father, so she wept sadly and her eyes turned red, but she still refused to say anything, and just knocked the loom into a rattling sound.

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When he got up the next day, Liang Xiao washed up early, and instead of going out to play around like usual, he first picked up the broom and swept the yard clean, then took out the wooden basin, filled the water for washing, and placed it on the porch , and then seriously practiced arrows in the yard.

When he shot the 320th arrow, the window of the east wing was pushed open, revealing the sleepy-eyed face of the prisoner.

"Stop practicing, it's a waste of effort, disturbing people's dreams."

Liang Xiao hastily put down the crossbow, picked up the water he had prepared earlier, walked quickly into the east wing, and said with a smile: "Mr. Huan is awake? Please wash up. My mother has prepared the morning meal for Mr. Huan. Use it, wait for Huan Jun to be promoted."

"Boy, he's arrogant before he's respectful, why?" The prisoner lay lazily on the bed, yawning while picking his eye feces.

"One is not seeking money, the other is not killing one's life." Liang Xiao glanced at the prisoner intentionally or unintentionally, and smiled silently. "You don't need to worry about this, Mr. Huan."

The prisoner froze for a moment, but couldn't help laughing. "Then you are so diligent, what are you seeking? Could it be that you want to seek my archery skills?"

Liang Xiao shook his head. "The boy is not talented, and I want to feel sorry for Huan Jun."

"Oh?"

"Mr. Huan has a superb archery skill, but it is a pity that he casts the pearl secretly, wasting his life without even an heir, isn't it a pity?"

The prisoner's eyes shrank slightly, and after a while, he chuckled again: "Who said that I have no heirs? I have a son who has been wandering for many years without knowing his life or death. If you can help me find his whereabouts, maybe I can teach you a little truth." thing."

He glanced at Liang Xiao disdainfully: "If you want to become a real shooter, stop practicing for now, your method will do harm and not help."

Liang Xiao was taken aback for a moment, and his heart skipped a beat. "How old is your son?"

"When I was convicted, he was seven years old, he should be... 23 now."

Liang Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

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(End of this chapter)