Within a few days of this era, Liang Xiao had already been despised by many people.

When Tuniu'er asked him how to get revenge on Hu Lai, he hesitated and was despised by Tuniu'er.

When he used small means to make Hu Laima frightened, he was despised by the old lady.

Now, he didn't want to mess with the rebel guys, and he was despised by this prisoner again.

Liang Xiao was depressed. I recruited whoever provoked whom, how to race one by one and despise me. It's just that others despise me, Tu Niu'er is a rammer, Lao Niang is a woman, this Huan Jun is still a little heroic, but his identity is ...... Bah, you're all like this, and you still have the face to laugh at me?

Liang Xiao decided not to bother with this conceited guy. I don't expect to be a sharpshooter who can pass through the Yang in a hundred steps, and I can reach the level of strength, make a small contribution, exchange a few acres of fertile land, or become a petty official, and just blend into the ranks of the ruling class.

It's not that Liang Xiao is bent on separating himself from the people, it's really that the people are not good at it. Just look at how popular the civil service examination is in the 21st century, China's 2,000-year-old feudal society pursued the official standard, and the benefits were all obtained by the officials, and the ordinary people were at the bottom of the society - when the year was good, they had enough food and clothing, and when the year was bad, they could only sell their sons and daughters, gnaw tree bark, and swallow grass roots. In Lu Xun's words, if you want to be a slave, you can't get it.

Liang Xiao doesn't have that much ability, he can't change this era, he can only adapt to this era. Bad luck, I didn't dress as a second-generation official, and I couldn't make a ready-made Yanei, but fortunately I was born in a big era of expanding my territory and had the opportunity to enter the office with military merits. If you don't seize this opportunity to change your fate, you will be worthy of the identity of the traverser.

This is the reason why Liang Xiao dug out the hollow mind and learned archery. In the era of cold weapons, archery was the most brilliant martial art. For a long time, mounted archery was synonymous with mastery. If you can shoot an arrow from a hundred paces away, who will slash each other with you?

However, if you are involved by a few criminals in order to learn archery, it will not be cost-effective. Liang Xiao wanted to get the prisoner's guidance, but he didn't want to get too close to him, so he had to be cautious. Everyone exchanged equal values, he took care of the prisoner's food, the prisoner taught him a little basic technique, and no one owed anyone.

Of course, no one can despise anyone.

Therefore, the prisoner despised him, he was dissatisfied, and there was a feeling of being hurt and insulted.

Liang Xiao continued to practice while sneering.

After practicing the bow for a long time, Liang Xiao was sweating profusely and his body was sore. He understood the prisoner's meaning a little by this time. It's easy to learn boxing and it's hard to change boxing, and it's not a matter of a day or two to correct the bad habit of shrugging your shoulders.

However, Liang Xiao knows very well that if he doesn't want to be a farmer facing the loess with his back to the sky and cultivating the earth for a lifetime, he has no other way out, only this one opportunity. Acting as a military meritorious officer sounds very hot-blooded, but it is actually very dangerous. If you want to bleed less, you can't be afraid of sweating at this time.

Under the June sun, Liang Xiao sweated like rain, practicing his bow over and over again.

The prisoner sat under the porch, leaning against the earthen wall, his eyes half-open and half-closed, and he did not know whether he was asleep or not.

In the west wing, Liang Yuan was weaving cotton wholeheartedly, and the loom did not stop for a while.

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For three days in a row, in addition to eating and sleeping, Liang Xiao was figuring out the essentials of opening the bow all the time, almost stunned, and Liang Xiao was a little worried. However, Liang Yuan didn't say anything, just quietly cooked two more chickens and extended the brocade weaving time for another half an hour.

On the fifth day, suddenly, as if he had an epiphany, Liang Xiao suddenly understood the key to this bow-opening action, especially the role of loosening the shoulders. His left arm was stretched out, his right hand hooked the string that did not exist in zài, and his eyes followed his left arm, looking at the arrow target in the corner, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Understood?" The prisoner who was napping under the east porch yawned and opened his sleepy eyes.

"It seems...... I see. Liang Xiao lowered his arms and walked in front of the prisoner, respectful as a schoolboy. To open the bow, you need to use all your strength, and loosen your shoulders in order to have a smooth road. ”

"Well, although the qualifications are a little worse, and the understanding is not high enough, I am finally diligent." The prisoner turned, spread his arms, and once again made a bow-opening gesture. In an instant, the lazy prisoner was gone, and Liang Xiao seemed to see a strong man with great strength, full of majestic power.

Liang Xiao didn't dare to slack off, his eyes widened, and he refused to let go of any details.

After a few days of practice, he had a personal feeling for this movement and some experience, and when he watched it again, he realized more than when he saw it for the first time. He saw the movement of the prisoner's entire back muscles, and vaguely saw a rhythm hidden in it, like a stream of water, which was born from the waist, spread out on the back, and poured into the arms, turning into a torrent.

"Keep practicing." In the blink of an eye, the prisoner regained his sleepy-eyed appearance and patted his mouth. "I'll go sleep a little longer, I'm so sleepy."

Liang Xiao watched the prisoner return to the house, and continued to practice shooting under the porch. He carefully recalled the prisoner's posture just now, carefully experienced the muscle movements caused by each movement, and hoped that one day he would be as strong as the prisoner.

The more Liang Xiao practiced, the more fascinated he became, although he didn't have a bow in his hand, he felt more and more the magic of this kind of empty practice. Unconsciously, he vaguely had a feeling that he had no bow in his hand and a bow in his heart.

Just as he was enjoying himself, Tuniu'er rushed in.

"Ah Xiao, Ah Xiao, something happened."

"What's the matter?" Liang Xiao raised his left arm flat, hooked his right arm with a bowstring that did not contain zài, and looked motionless ahead.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Seeing Liang Xiao's strange posture, Tuniu'er scratched her head. "Did you do something wrong, Aunt Liang punished you?"

Liang Xiao slowly lowered his arm and said with a smile: "What can I do wrong?" Tell me, what's going on? ”

"Oh, Hu Lai fell and injured himself, saying that you are the culprit and want to find you to duel."

Liang Xiao chuckled in his heart, and his heart really came. He thought about it, and saw Tu Niu'er's thick eyebrows wrinkle again, knowing that if he didn't speak again, he would be despised by Tu Niu'er again, so he had no choice but to ask, "How is he going to fight?" ”

"The day after tomorrow in Jinkui Mountain, one-on-one, life or death, the dead are buried directly in Jinkui Mountain."

"One-on-one?" Liang Xiao was surprised and wondered if he had heard it wrong. Is there any mistake, did Hu Lai break his brain, there are so many dog legs that he doesn't need, and he actually wants to duel with me one-on-one? What kind of gentleman is this, this is simply so aristocratic that it can't be more noble.

Tuniuer was even more surprised. "Since it's a duel, of course it's one-on-one. If he bullies more and less, how will he see people after he comes? But, Ah Xiao, don't be careless. Although Hu Lai is not a thing, his martial arts are good, and he is especially good at cornering. When you get close to him, you don't have much chance of winning. ”

Liang Xiao laughed and shrugged his shoulders without mind. One-on-one, who's afraid of whom. Although Hu Lai is strong, after all, he is a teenager, in the final analysis, isn't it just a child fighting, how can he be so strict.

"Okay, a duel is a duel. Niu'er, please tell Hu Lai, just say I agreed, the day after tomorrow in Jinkui Mountain, I will ...... with him" The more Liang Xiao thought about it, the more interesting he felt, and he couldn't help laughing. "Duel, I'll duel with him."

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