Chapter 42 Liu Changsheng who wants to practice martial arts

"Daddy, why can't I go to martial arts. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 info" A five- or six-year-old child, with big eyes full of aura, looking childish, but holding a handful of seedlings and stepping on the mud, asked the farmer who was bending over and working in front of him.

"Why do you ask so much? Don't I have no martial arts practice for you, Lao Tzu? Without raising his head, the farmer inserted the seedlings into the mud and returned unceremoniously.

"Then why doesn't Daddy go to practice martial arts? Uncle Niu at the head of the village has practiced martial arts, and now he doesn't need to go to the field. The child continued.

(Uncle Niu is a warrior in Beishan Village, named Niu Li, who made meritorious contributions on the battlefield and was taught some superficial martial arts, and later ran back in a defeated battle, because he learned some martial arts in the end, and opened a martial arts gym in the village after coming back, so naturally he didn't have to work in the field.) οΌ‰

"Don't think about it, you kid, hurry up and get these fields right, and serve the beasts at home, and when your son comes out, the family may be able to have some spare money to send your melon baby to practice martial arts."

Otherwise, when the autumn harvest is not good, I will see what you eat, and you will be hungry with Venus, and I will see that you will still practice the martial arts of a turtle and a fart. The farmer unceremoniously extinguished the unrealistic illusions in his son's mind.

In fact, the samurai have a very high status in this world, if the seventh or eighth level samurai is willing to enter the army as an officer, he can directly become a general with the cultivation of a seventh-level samurai, if he can still know a little bit of the art of war, plus a little relationship, it is not uncommon to be a general directly, and the ninth-level samurai will treat him with courtesy even if he is the king of the Silver Moon Kingdom.

But Liu Changfeng (that is, the farmer) was not a little happy when he heard that his son wanted to practice martial arts.

Practicing martial arts is very physically and energetic, and if you practice diligently, it is not a matter from morning to night, but now there is a shortage of labor at home, although Liu Changsheng is small, but it is still possible to help out, study in the field for two years, exercise for two years, and then you can directly help.

The Liu family is young, Liu Changfeng's two elder brothers were arrested by the imperial court, and Liu Changsheng's mother also died in childbirth when she gave birth to Liu Changsheng, so that the Liu family has two laborers, Liu Changfeng and Liu Changsheng, but the Liu family now has five acres of land.

Five acres of land, generally speaking, five acres of land is not busy without three or five laborers, other people's families are worried because there are more people and less land, but Liu Changfeng is worried about the lack of many people in the land.

There is a shortage of labor at home, and Liu Changfeng is now eager to split one person into two, how can he allow Liu Changsheng to practice martial arts.

In fact, if you just want to strengthen your body, it is nothing to learn a few boxing fights and exercise your body from time to time, but Liu Changsheng is obviously not to strengthen your body, a large part of it is the curiosity of children.

What worries Liu Changfeng is that once his son learns some martial arts, he is likely to practice day and night like a new toy.

In this way, not only does the Liu family lose a labor, not to mention, the food of the Liu family is not very good, the soup and noodles are dried every day, and the farmer's family has not many opportunities to get meat in their mouths before the New Year's Festival.

If you want to study, you just need to buy a few books to study well, pull a few branches and pull a few branches on the ground, but if you want to practice martial arts, you still have to achieve something, so don't talk about big fish and meat every day, and the necessary nutrition will always keep up.

Otherwise, if you practice diligently, it will make people lose your qi and blood, and if you want to achieve something, then medicinal baths and the like are indispensable, so that you can't beat it without dozens of taels of silver in a year, and now the family can just mix food and clothing, where is the spare money for him to practice martial arts?

Liu Changfeng has no ability for Liu Changsheng to practice martial arts, and he also thinks that Liu Changsheng's martial arts practice is not a proper job.

"Boy, a farmer must have the duty of a farmer, since you were born in my Liu Changfeng's family, you should be an honest farmer, and practicing martial arts is a beautiful thing that only the children of those noble families can hope for. ”

In Liu Changfeng's mind, a group of farmers can take care of the fields under their feet, work hard, and strive to have a good harvest during the autumn harvest, which is the duty of a crop.

As for that big bull uncle, hehe, he wouldn't know where his little martial arts came from?

It was fought back on the battlefield with their lives, and as far as Liu Changfeng knew, Niu Li's hands could also fool these melon babies in the village who had not practiced martial arts, a second-level warrior not to mention the Silver Moon Country, it was untenable in Streamer City not far away, and the soldiers guarding the gate of Streamer City were all third-level warriors.

If you want to rely on martial arts to make a name for yourself, without the cultivation of a fourth- or fifth-level samurai, it is simply a pipe dream.

Liu Changsheng's eyes darkened when he heard this, he knew that what his father said was right, his current family had no spare money for him to practice martial arts.

"What kind of prince will Xiangning?" Liu Changsheng scolded a little angrily, but it was obvious that Liu Changfeng didn't understand, and glanced at his son a little strangely, not knowing what his son was talking about.

Liu Changfeng looked at Liu Changsheng and muttered twice and didn't pay attention to him anymore, obviously thinking that his son was talking nonsense.

In fact, the family originally had a little money, Liu Changfeng's parents were hard-working, capable and honest farmers, and the work of several generations left some savings for Liu Changfeng's generation.

Moreover, a few days ago, several officials found Liu Changfeng and brought the news that Liu Changsheng's uncle had died on the battlefield, and at the same time brought more than a dozen taels of silver.

Uncle Liu Changsheng made a name for himself on the battlefield, so after Uncle Liu Changsheng died in battle, Yinyue Kingdom routinely issued some bereavement silver.

After Liu Changfeng got the money, he sat a little depressed on the bluestone at the door for a day, but the next day he directly took the money to buy the two acres of land inherited by Liu San'er, the loser son in the village.

This time the family's money was spent, and Liu Changfeng never considered sending his son to practice martial arts.

Practicing martial arts is not something that these peasant families should expect, Liu Changfeng does not think that the money in his hand can support a warrior at all, but the field can be used as a wealth that can be used as a life and passed on from generation to generation, and he will not have a little heart to spend the money on buying the field.

The greed and love of the peasants for the land is difficult for people from other classes to understand.

In Liu Changfeng's view, the people and the fields are the most real, what is the eldest brother fighting hard for on the battlefield, not to hope that his juniors can have a good life.

Liu Changsheng knew what his father was thinking, and after scolding the prince and general Xiangning, he was a little lost and held the seedlings and clumsily inserted the seedlings into the mud one by one, Liu Changfeng stretched out his hand from time to time to straighten the seedlings that his son had not planted well.

It's not that Liu Changsheng doesn't want to plant the seedlings better, but this five- or six-year-old shell really doesn't listen to the call.

Looking at the fields under his feet that have become fertile with the blood and sweat of several generations of the Liu family, Liu Changsheng doesn't know what it feels like, if he acts according to the script, he will have to spend his life in these fields, so as to make these fields more fertile and better nourish the next generation of the Liu family.

If Liu Changsheng is just a very ordinary mountain idiot, then maybe he accepts this kind of monotonous and wordless future that is almost colorless, and it may be much easier, after all, he is just a mountain village man, he has no knowledge, and he won't think too much without knowledge.

But Liu Changsheng is a traverser, a so-called traverser, Liu Changsheng remembers that in his previous life, he seemed to be an earth capitalist named Lin Hao.

On the eve of the crossing, he was already eighty-nine years old, because he collapsed his body in order to start a business when he was young, and his body has been suffering from problems when he was old, and he himself could feel that his time was running out in those days.

This is a very terrible premonition, death, has always been a very terrible term, fear, panic, fear, regret, and in the end what remains is helplessness.

His wife left him early and left him no children, and Lin Hao, who felt that his time was short, found a small town alone and spent the rest of his life under the sunset of the town.

A life of loneliness and failure。。。。。。

But even if it is a life of failure, after all, the world has seen it, as a capitalist, I dare not say how much wind and waves I have experienced, but at least I have come through the wind and rain all the way.

After all, he is a person who has received the baptism of red dust, and the six roots are not pure, and the five senses are not occluded, how can there be no thoughts in the bottom of his heart?