Liu Xiu was anxious for a few days, and there was no imaginary scene of the shrew scolding the door, so he was a little relieved. Lu Min went to the county seat and never came back, and Lu Zhi didn't let people call him, so he studied by himself, read through the "Analects" and "The Book of Filial Piety" several times, and had Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei on the side to tutor, although he didn't dare to say that he was proficient, but after all, he had some bottom in his heart.

The reason is very simple, Gongsun Chan and others are not much better than him. Gongsun Chan was barely able to get all the words smooth, but Liu Bei and Mao Zong couldn't even understand the full text, and some of the words were still guessed, so that Liu Xiu didn't dare to say that he had memorized the full text of the "Book of Filial Piety", for fear of being jealous.

So, Liu Xiu decided to have fun with the people, put down his books, and went to practice martial arts with these three bad students, ride horses, and touch fish. In addition to them, most of the dozens of classmates were also fellow travelers, and as soon as they heard that they were going to play, as long as they greeted them, they immediately flocked to a large group. This situation makes Liu Xiu a little nostalgic, thinking that when he was in college, he often shouted "one is missing three" in the corridor of the dormitory, and he could put together a team in less than a minute, and the speed was as fast as these current classmates.

It can be seen that throughout the ages, there are always a limited number of people who really love reading, and most of them regard reading as an errand.

Wait until he participated in several group activities, Liu Xiu felt a lot of gaps, these classmates are mainly from the north, whether they are real martial artists or not, most of them can ride horses and draw bows, although he is tall and big, and his strength is also outstanding, but as soon as he gets on the horse, his legs hang helplessly beside the horse's belly, and the feeling of powerlessness immediately comes to his heart, and he can only use all his strength to hold the horse, so nervous that he sweats, not to mention letting the horse gallop.

Compared with his embarrassment, Gongsun Chan suddenly became the most dazzling star, he not only rode the horse well, but also could pull a bow and shoot arrows on the back of a galloping horse, and he could have five or six shots out of ten, which was the best among the crowds, coupled with his talent, someone soon gave him a nickname: "White Horse Langjun Gongsun Chan." ”

Lang is a very popular title at this time, because Lang is not an ordinary person, but refers to the Lang officials in the palace. The person who can be a Lang official is either the son of an official eunuch - according to the law of the Great Han Dynasty, an official with a term of more than 2,000 stone can be appointed as a Lang after serving for more than three years, or a young handsome man - filial piety, Maocai, Ming Jing and the like recommended by various counties, or a student of Taixue Li Ce to try the high school, or a good family who is good at riding and archery in the six counties in the northwest, these people are close to the emperor, and there are many opportunities for official careers, and it is self-evident that the official reserve, once there is a chance to be released, at least it is a county order, and it is even possible to directly do more than a thousand stones, It is the envy of many people.

Liu Bei and Mao Zong also became stars around the moon, and they were very glorious among their classmates. Mao Zong is the host, and he also rides a horse and draws a bow, although he is a little embarrassed, he is a bold person, and he quickly fights with everyone. Liu Bei is relatively weak, his family background can not be compared with Mao Zong, and his skills are also a lot worse than him, but he also has his strengths, he can be polite when he sees anyone, and his posture is very low, in other words, he is very popular, and almost everyone is willing to associate with him.

Seeing this, Liu Xiu had to admit that Liu Bei could achieve a career in the future, and there was indeed a reason for him.

Liu Xiu couldn't make up for this excitement, when everyone was playing together, he either watched from the sidelines, or went back to the dormitory to read by himself, not because he was high, but because he was afraid that he would show his flaws. Most of these people will serve in Zhuo County in the future, and since he has no plans to stay here and develop, of course he has no interest in making friends with them.

The high-spirited Gongsun Chan did not forget him, and often pulled him out of the house with a drag and pushed him onto his white horse, teaching him how to feel the horse's movements and adjust his balance according to the rhythm of the horse's advance. He said to Liu Xiu, your strength is great, and it will definitely not be a problem to clamp the horse, but you are a little nervous now, clamping too tightly, the horse is uncomfortable, it will move around, and when you relax and use the strength properly, it will be much better.

With Gongsun Zhan's teachings, Liu Xiu was slowly able to trot on his horse, but he didn't dare to let go of his hands, let alone shoot arrows like Gongsun Zhan and them. He couldn't help but think that one day he would go to Zhuo County to find a blacksmith to play the vice stirrup, this skill was simple and efficient, and he would definitely be able to use it.

Taking advantage of the free time, Liu Xiu told Gongsun Chan about this idea, Gongsun Chan didn't understand it for a while, some didn't think so, Mao Zong didn't take it seriously, and said with a big grin, why do you want to go to the city, I have a blacksmith at home, you name it, I'll let someone beat you.

Liu Xiu saw that he couldn't say clearly, so he drew a sketch, Gongsun Zhan looked at it for a long time, didn't speak, but there was some disdain in his expression, Mao Zong glanced at it hastily, praised it, and couldn't see that you not only wrote well, but also painted well, and then put it into his arms with a big grin, and didn't take it seriously, which made Liu Xiu very depressed.

More than ten days have passed, and Lu Min has not come back from the city, but fortunately, few of these students are sincere in their studies, and if Lu Min does not come back, they will be happy.

On this day, Mao Zong retrieved the built stirrup and stuffed it to Liu Xiu: "It's okay." ”

"How much?"

"I don't have a lot of money, even if I give it to you, my friend has the meaning of wealth." Mao Zong said with a smile as he took out a piece of paper with a slight yellow color and pushed it in front of Liu Xiu: "Can you do me a favor?" ”

Liu Xiu was angry and funny, and deliberately put on a look of ignoring it: "I knew you weren't so kind." ”

"You can't say that." Mao Zong was anxious: "Am I the kind of villain who wants to repay his kindness?" I really can't do it, so I'm asking you for help, and it has nothing to do with that thing. ”

"The devil believes in you." Liu Xiu pouted: "Only this once, not an example." Tell me, what to write? ”

"Well, copy this for me." Mao Zong pretended to easily push a wooden tablet full of words in front of Liu Xiu, and then said with a smile: "If it's convenient, it would be better if you could help me solve it." ”

Liu Xiu took it and saw that it was originally an arithmetic problem, which was a problem of filling in the nine numbers from one to nine into a nine-square grid, requiring that the three numbers on the horizontal and vertical diagonal lines be equal. He had done such a question in his previous life, and he knew that it was not difficult, and he was about to pick up the pen to write, when his heart suddenly moved, and he remembered what the woman who was playing in the water by the peach stream had said that day, so he pretended to ask very casually: "Who asked you to solve this?" ”

"Alas, don't ask, who else can there be but our tigress." Mao Zong sighed and said, "Can you solve it?" ”

Liu Xiu's hands trembled, and he almost landed a big black dot on the paper, and hurriedly covered up and said while writing: "It can be solved, this is not difficult." As he spoke, he quickly filled in the numbers and handed them over to Mao Zong.

Mao Zong was overjoyed, took it and took a look, the smile on his face suddenly froze, looked at him, and then looked at the piece of paper. Liu Xiu chuckled in his heart, and secretly screamed that it was not good, he was frightened by Mao Zong's words just now, so he just cared about writing quickly, and he didn't pay attention to what he wrote was Arabic numerals.

Mao Zong lowered his face and said unhappily: "Deran, what kind of ghost are you drawing talismans?" Fool me? ”

"Oh, I'm ashamed." Liu Xiu was speechless, hurriedly grabbed the paper, cut off the half, and rewrote it with the official book. Mao Zong nodded with satisfaction, and left with a smile.

Seeing Mao Zong go out, Liu Xiu picked up the stirrup and took a closer look. The blacksmith skills of the Mao clan are good, this stirrup is very beautiful, and the cloud and thunder patterns are specially made on it, making it look like a handicraft. Liu Xiu put down the stirrup, got up to find the rope, just opened the backpack and flipped it over, suddenly thought of a problem, and immediately regretted it.