Liang Yuan laughed "poof"."
I know a few words, but I don't dare to say that I have read a book.Geniuses have also seen a few, but there are no great Confucians.As for my family background, although it is not impossible to open the pot, it is not famous.Xiao'er, if you want to rely on outsiders, I'm afraid you're going to fail. ”Liang Xiao smiled awkwardly."
Mother, what books have you read, why don't you teach me" "I can teach everything, you don't want to learn yourself, why blame me." ”Liang Yuan smiled: "You kid, you haven't learned serious skills, you learned Laipi first."
This is not the responsibility of a man. ”"Uh, Grandma, I'm just asking, it's not that serious.Even if it's not a famous family, you have to have a name and surname, why haven't I seen anyone from your mother's family for so many years" "You want to know my mother's family" Liang Yuan stopped what she was doing, and her tone was a little unkind.Liang Xiao smacked his lips, not knowing if he should continue to ask.He could hear that, just as he didn't want to mention who his father was, his mother didn't want to mention her mother's family."
If my mother doesn't want to say it, then I won't say it.""
It's not that I don't want to say it, it's that the time has not yet come."
Liang Yuan sighed."
Xiao'er, work hard, wait for you to be crowned a marquis, and your mother will tell you everything.Not now, and you'll only be humiliating if you tell you. ”"Self-inflicted humiliation" Liang Xiaopin smacked these four words, thinking slightly.He looked at his lonely mother, took a deep breath, and slowly spit it out."
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.""
In this way, Fang is my son."
Liang Yuan pushed the loom again.Every sound of "bang" hit Liang Xiao's heart, and there was a long-lost feeling that slowly woke up.Liang Xiao had a dream all night.He dreamed for a moment that he was back in the office of his previous life, and he was laughing with his new little sister at the front desk; For a while, I dreamed that I was in Jinkui Mountain, and I was fighting with Hu Lai on the tree; After a while, I dreamed that I was on the battlefield, the battle flags were fluttering, the arrows were flying, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and the enemies with hideous faces were holding their swords and swarming.In a trance, the sound of war drums turned into the crash of looms, and the roar of arrows became the grinding of shuttles sliding across the tapestry.Liang Xiao sat up, covered in cold sweat.The West Wing was silent.In order not to affect his rest, his mother finished her work half an hour early.However, his mother's sentence of "self-inflicted humiliation" was deeply engraved in his heart.No matter how strong Liang Yuan is, after all, she is just a woman, if she hadn't encountered unbearable shame, she would not have taken a child away from home and sent someone under the fence.Liang Xiao estimated that this matter had a lot to do with him, and the root cause of his mother's humiliation was likely to be 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 people to accept children out of wedlock, especially in families with certain status.A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, the Han people don't like to swallow their anger, and returning to their hometown has become the biggest expectation of the mother.If you want to return to your hometown, for Liang Xiao, there is only one way: to pay homage to the general.He has a pair of ape arms that are good at shooting, and his military service is the most likely choice for him to succeed.There is no other way.Han inherited the Qin system, and for ordinary people, farming and warfare were their only mission.It is impossible to get ahead in farming, only conquest can make meritorious contributions, increase lords, and even may be a marquis, although the hope is also slim, but compared to being an official, this road is at least much more realistic.Han Gaozu has the alliance of white horses: no one can be a marquis unless he succeeds.This merit mainly refers to military merit.Without military merits, even if you become prime minister, you can't be a marquis.The prime minister was named the Marquis from Gongsun Hong, and Gongsun Hong himself may still be herding pigs in the East China Sea.Even if Liang Yuan has seen the world, it is impossible to know that in the near future, Wenchen can also be made a marquis.However, even if he knew that Wenchen could be made a marquis, for Liang Xiao himself, it was still an unattainable dream.It is not easy to study in these years, there are not many masters like Huan Jun, and even fewer Confucians.The entire Jiangdu Kingdom may not be able to find a Confucian scholar who is well-versed, let alone a great Confucian.Liang Xiao knew that Huan Jun was not a good person, but he couldn't abandon it, and he was even more eager to apprentice because he was eager to apprentice, because he realized that if he wanted to get ahead, he had to take this risk.He didn't have a choice."
Shang Ying, I am your ancestor."
As a human being in two lifetimes, Liang Xiao exploded foul language for the first time against Shang Ying, a sage of the Legalists.There is no way, farming and warfare to establish a country, emphasizing agriculture and suppressing business, Shang Ying is the initiator.If it weren't for this national policy, Liang Xiao might be able to get rich with his mother Liang Yuan's exquisite double-sided brocade skills, with this national policy, even if his family has a lot of money, he is just a lowly businessman, and the court can cut meat whenever it wants.Thinking of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty's edict not long after, Liang Xiao could only smile bitterly.Could it be that the purpose of my life is to make people denounce me so that I am not so stupid, I also want to be the ruling class, I want to be a meat eater?
Liang Xiao couldn't sleep, so he simply got up, didn't light the lamp, and began to practice opening the bow with the moonlight penetrating through the sparse door panel.Once, twice.Ten times, a hundred times.In the darkness, Liang Xiao practiced tirelessly and repeatedly, like running wildly on the bright road of the marquis.Maybe it's because there is no light, you can only concentrate on feeling your body, maybe it's because you know that you have no other choice, only by practicing hard, it is possible to realize your promise to your mother, Liang Xiao practiced very devotedly.I don't know when, 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 stream of heat spread from his lower back, turning his waist around, converging below his navel, warm and very comfortable.Liang Xiao was overjoyed, but he didn't dare to get carried away, he savored this wonderful feeling.Slowly, a little numb sensation slowly rises along the spine, stops at the back, slowly accumulates, and swells slightly.Liang Xiao closed his eyes, slowly opened his arms, straightened his body, and made a gesture of opening the bow again.The heat flow on the back spreads out and splits into two streams, along the arm and to the fingertips.Liang Xiao felt that his fingers were slightly swollen, and he was about to move.He took a deep breath, leaned back slightly, and the whole person was like a recurve bow, slowly tightened by an invisible string: