Chapter 2 Ying Ke III "Good" was queuing up to sign up for the baton and the officials in the yamen cheered in unison.
Hearing everyone's applause, Cheng Xiaojiu locked the two stones together in one place, held them up in front of his chest, and thanked him all around.
Then he nodded lightly at Lin Xianling on the platform, and did not put down the stone lock, just held it up steadily, and walked back to the center of the school again.
The cheers of the "good" and "enough" sticks became more and more enthusiastic, and even a few civilian staff members stood up excitedly, holding the table and looking at the center of the school field.
In the excited eyes of everyone, Cheng Xiaojiu slowly bent down and slowly put the two stone locks back into place.
Then he walked briskly back to the front of the point, and stood solemnly with his crossed hands.
"Strong man, really a strong man" Lin Xianling, who had already run out of the table with excitement, held Cheng Xiaojiu's arm with both hands and praised loudly.
"There is a saying that heroes have been teenagers since ancient times.
When the old man read this before, he was still puzzled.
I met Cheng Zhuangshi today, and I knew that the ancients were honest and not deceived me."
Cheng Xiaojiu's face turned slightly red, and he was actually praised a little twisted.
Smiling, he replied in a low voice: "The county lord has won the award, and the juniors have been begging for a living on the dock in recent months, so they have refined a bit of brute strength."
Turning his gaze to the people waiting in line for the test, he raised his voice a few points, and reminded Lin Zhixian with a smile: "In fact, the villagers who came to sign up today can all carry two hundred pounds of heavy objects and walk back and forth.
Cheng was just fortunate to be the first to show ugliness, which is not outstanding. ” Hearing Xiao Jiu say this, Lin Xianling became more and more impressed by him.
Not arrogant or impatient, but also know how to be humble and tolerant, these are all good qualities respected by the ancient sages.
Lin Xianling couldn't do it himself, but that didn't prevent him from appreciating good qualities.
Having the intention to let Cheng Xiaojiu show his hands a few more, he pointed to the bow and arrow next to the weapon rack, and asked with a smile: "How about a strong man who has ever practiced archery and entered the country?"
"It's just that after touching the bow for a few days, I can't get into the eyes of the Fang family" Cheng Xiaojiu's face was full of modesty, but his stomach was secretly bitter.
Carrying two dead stone locks, he walked back and forth, and his big and small arms were still trembling slightly.
Relying entirely on the method of pranayama that he had practiced since childhood, he did not let Lin Xian Ling and the martial arts laymen around him see the flaws.
But if you go to get the bow at this time, you will not be able to hold it steadily.
In addition, he is usually only familiar with archery, and he trembles his arm to find the target, and the arrow must not know where it has gone.
Lin Xianling didn't know that archery also required effort, and when he heard Cheng Xiaojiu say it modestly, he thought that young people didn't want to be too showy, so he patted the other party's shoulder with a smile, and taught him in the tone of an elder: "It's a good thing for young people to be modest, but today is a school martial arts exercise, and how much ability you have, how much ability you should make."
If you blindly grow old and take it seriously, you will lose the sharpness of young people.
Go pick a bow and shoot a few arrows for me.
Don't be afraid of losing your head, anyway, there are few people in our entire Guantao County who are good at archery."
Cheng Xiaojiu was forced to be helpless, so he had to respond vaguely: "Since this is the case, the younger generation will dare to reproduce the ugliness once" and followed the messenger to pick up a bow and arrow.
At this time, the Central Plains has been peaceful for many years, and how can there be any good bow in a small county.
Of the six bows brought out by the officials, five were soft bows under one stone.
The other one barely had a stone and a half hardness, but it had not been maintained for many years, and the entire bow was covered with patent leather, which was simply unusable.
Fortunately, the target is fifty paces away, and there is no need for a strong bow to shoot.
Cheng Xiaojiu pulled the five soft bows in turn, picked out the most convenient one among them, carefully checked the bow ears, bowstring and bow body, and repeatedly adjusted the curvature of the bow arm.
He took the opportunity of adjustment to nourish his physical strength, but in the eyes of a layman, it became more and more unfathomable.
Several of the officers who were in charge of registering the names and surnames of the people stopped and looked at the middle of the school yard with their feet crossed.
The batons also stopped the noise and lined up in several long lines to see how Cheng Xiaojiu tested the firing from a distance.
The sourness of the arm was finally relieved, and Cheng Xiaojiu took three arrows and slowly walked to the test firing position.
I saw him bend down first and plunge three carefully selected feather arrows into the mud ground in front of him one after another.
Then he straightened his chest and took a deep breath, bent down, put the arrow on the string, and with the inertia of straightening his waist, he pulled the step bow in his hand in a semicircle.
The bullseye fifty steps away flashed scarlet in his eyes, Cheng Xiaojiu suddenly let go of his fingers, and the feather arrow flew out like a meteor, and with a "bang", the target shook backwards, almost crooked.
When the shaking stopped, everyone looked closely, only to see a white feather landing five inches above the bull's-eye, trembling endlessly.
"Good" lest others not applaud, Wang Ermao was the first to shout.
He didn't admire Cheng Xiaojiu's ability to carry the stone lock just now, but anyone who begged for a living on the dock would not have too bad strength.
The two stone locks together weigh less than two hundred catties, and he can carry them back and forth like Cheng Xiaojiu.
Besides, Cheng Xiaojiu once taught him how to exert force evenly, and there are many skills hidden in his good friend's carrying, uplifting, and walking in those few steps.
As long as you get the hang of it, at least eight out of ten of the batons on the school field can be as calm and relaxed as Cheng Xiaojiu.
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But any arrow can hit a target fifty steps away, which is a very clever skill in the eyes of a poor child like Wang Ermao.
They can't even touch the bow on weekdays, and it's already God's blessing to keep the feather arrow from flying in the wrong direction.
If you can't hit it with one arrow, you'll be just a few inches away from the bull's-eye.
Listening to Wang Ermao's applause, all the power sticks also cheered in unison.
Cheng Xiaojiu was so embarrassed by the applause from all over that his face turned red, he bent down and pulled up the second feather arrow.
This time, he did not dare to follow the mantra of "bend the bow and release the arrows tightly", but carefully flattened the bow arm and looked for the arrow feathers, arrow clusters and arrow targets with his eyes.
But the harder you work, the more disobedient your arms become, and on the big arms and small arms, several overworked tendons and flesh are shaking at the same time.
"Calm down, calm down" Cheng Xiaojiu secretly cheered himself up.
Hold your breath and find the bullseye again.
Before he could let go of his fingers, the cluster of arrows jumped upwards again, and his gaze shifted away with the cluster of arrows, and his eyes were a quiet blue.
"Cheng Xiaojiu, Cheng Xiaojiu, don't you want to eat this bowl of rice" While scolding himself in his heart, he readjusted his breathing.
Three buckets of rice a month can already greatly improve the situation of the two mothers.
At least you don't have to wake up hungry every morning, and you don't have to cheat your shriveled stomach with cold water in the middle of the night.
Thinking of the "military salary" of three buckets of rice a month, his breathing gradually calmed down, and the red bullseye in the distance seemed to have turned into a large bowl, filled with steaming white rice in the middle.
At the moment when the cluster of arrows, arrow feathers, and the "rice bowl" overlapped into a line, he steadily released his fingers.
The black feather arrow brought a gust of wind, and landed in the middle of the red heart with a "snap", instantly penetrating half an inch "Good" Wang Ermao's cheers this time are obviously more confident than the last time, which has led to a rolling heat wave on the entire school field.
In the thunderous shout, Cheng Xiaojiu let go of the third feather arrow, and it was in the middle of the red heart, standing side by side with the second one.
Holding the bow in both hands, he walked quickly to the Dianjiang platform.
Lin Deen, the county commander who inadvertently picked up the treasure, laughed so much that his ears were crooked to the side, and he stepped forward quickly, took Cheng Xiaojiu's hand and praised, "Marksman, Marksman, there is a strong man like a marksman, and my museum is worry-free."
After praising him, he didn't wait for Cheng Xiaojiu to be humble, and forced the other party to come to the weapon rack, pointing to a bunch of peerless divine soldiers in his mind and asking, "Can the strong man pick a weapon to open the old man's eyes again."
Go and choose the one you are best at to cheer up the prestige of my hometown" Hearing the county magistrate say this, Cheng Xiaojiu knew that he must have been selected.
Readily agreed, picked a tasseled gun from the weapon rack, shook it slightly, then put away the momentum, and smiled and surrendered to Lin Xianling, "Where do you want me to make the gun, but please instruct" "Go to the center of the school field and let everyone see it clearly" Lin Xian Ling was so happy that he kept brushing his beard and rubbing his chin red, but the whole person was like a fool and didn't realize it.
Cheng Xiaojiu nodded lightly at Lin Xianling, held the tassel gun in his hand, and strode towards the designated place.
The white wooden barrel, the fiery red gun tassel and its vigorous figure match, before they can start using the gun, they have won a full house.
Cheng Xiaojiu gave up his hand and insisted, and then spat out a soft slap, and the long tassel suddenly stabbed forward as if it had life.
When the strength is exhausted, the red tassels instantly disperse, as if a tree full of spring flowers.
Where the petals fall, the barrel of the gun draws a circle roundly, the old force has not gone, the new force is born again, dozens of trees and spring flowers are withered and bloomed, and they are really endless, continuous.
"Okay", "Xiao Jiu's good marksmanship" and "strong man's good skills" around the school field, cheers came and went.
I just feel that even if I don't have the chance to be hired as a village warrior today, I can see this wonderful gun dance, and it is worth being exposed for most of the day.
Cheng Xiaojiu was in a happy mood, full of spirits, and gave full play to the ten-point skills he had learned when he was a child.
If there is an old general who has practiced martial arts present at this moment, he can definitely see that his marksmanship looks extremely gorgeous on the surface, but in fact, there are flaws everywhere.
If you really go to the battlefield to fight for fame, you can barely cope with ordinary bandits and rogues for a while, and when you meet an expert in a hundred battles, you will definitely lose your life within ten moves.
But at the moment, who is watching the lively people around has really been on the battlefield, they only feel that the tasseled spear is like a tree blooming cuckoo, indescribably amazing.
It's not that Cheng Xiaojiu is deliberately perfunctory, his martial arts started before his father was framed, so the foundation is very solid.
After so many years of continuous practice, he has become a master in basic skills.
However, the skills of using various weapons, the changes in moves, and the coordination between moves and footwork are all obtained by him based on several atlases collected at home and observing artists performing martial arts on the streets.
It looks wonderful, but it's actually full of loopholes.
As for the tricks that Cheng Xiaojiu passed on to Wang Ermao in private, they are even more fancy shelfs in the shelves, which can definitely win a full house when used to perform in the streets and alleys, and they are used in actual combat, which is purely looking for death.
After a few big shots came down, Cheng Xiaojiu's breathing gradually evened out, and his muscles no longer trembled.
A smiling face with a few drops of sweat from the sun looks very kind and cute.
Seeing that the time was almost the same, he came to a giant python again, the human gun was combined into one, and it rolled cleanly in mid-air, and then his legs landed steadily, his arms were flat, and the red gun tassel "suddenly" trembled, and in a gorgeous phantom, at least three gun heads poked out "Plum Blossom Qirui", "Plum Blossom Gun, Authentic Plum Blossom Gun", "God, it's really a Plum Blossom Gun" often listened to the errands who sold artists on the street blurted out praise.
His eyes looked at the young man, and his eyes were full of envy Hearing the cheers of the "experts" around him, Lin Xian Ling believed that he had picked up the treasure.
Walking a few steps quickly, he pulled Cheng Xiaojiu up, looked left and right, and laughed.
"Haha, haha, I can't imagine that under the rule of the old man, there is actually a hidden Luo Shixin Since you have such martial arts, why don't you do your best for the country as soon as possible.
It's a shame that the old man posted this recruitment notice, otherwise wouldn't it be for outsiders to say that the old man has no eyes, and the pearl will be covered with dust?"
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"The junior is ashamed of the adult's award," Cheng Xiaojiu hurriedly hugged his fists and saluted, "The junior has just practiced a few tricks indiscriminately, and he is not proficient, let alone comparable to Luo Shixin in Licheng, if he can do some efforts for his neighbors under the adult's account, he is already satisfied."
As for the word Mingzhu, the younger generation is really ashamed" "Deserve it, deserve it, who says you don't deserve it.
The old man said that you deserve it, you deserve it" Lin Xianling's face was full of red light, and he smiled like Maitreya in the temple.
After looking at Xiao Jiu for the umpteenth time, he coughed lightly twice and asked with a smile: "Cheng Mingzhen, are you willing to work for this county?"
"Cheng Mou is not talented, I am willing to listen to the dispatch of the county lord" Cheng Xiaojiu immediately bowed down, and in an instant, the ecstasy in his heart was beyond measure.
"Hmm" Lin Xian Ling sighed in a long voice, enjoying the feeling of being a Bole, "In this case, Cheng Mingzhen, this county will promote you to be a soldier, responsible for training all the villagers, waiting for the opportunity to exterminate the surrounding bandits, you see how" Note 1 "Ah" Cheng Xiaojiu, who was stunned by great happiness, first widened his eyes, and then stretched to the ground, "Lord Xie's love, Cheng Mou's body is broken, and it is difficult to repay the grace of adults" Lin Xian Ling smiled and shook his head, "This county doesn't want you to be crushed, if there are thieves who come to commit crimes, you can assist this county and your colleagues to do your best for the elders of the township."
He looked around, and suddenly sighed softly, "Our Pavilion Tao is the land of fish and rice, a place for the people to live and work in peace and contentment, no matter what, we can't let the thieves destroy this peace."
Hearing that the county magistrate was so concerned about the people, Cheng Xiaojiu couldn't help but be in awe. raised his right arm and solemnly promised, "Don't worry, as long as Cheng is still standing here, thieves will never be allowed to pass by me calmly."
As soon as this statement comes out, heaven and earth are a mirror" "Okay, you're good," Lin Xian Ling nodded happily.
In recent days, Zhang Jin said that the news of sending people to the pavilion to step on the plate was like a dark cloud over his head, and there was no way to escape, and there was no way to fight.
Now, with Cheng Xiaojiu and a group of villagers, I am afraid that those bandits will do something He looked up and saw that the sun was shining in the four fields Note 1: In the Sui Dynasty, the local government system, the county order, the county commander, and the chief secretary were appointed by the superiors.
The county officer, the local miscellaneous position under the main book, is not counted as an official, but only a small official, and can be appointed by the county order itself, and the local government is also self-funded.
In smaller counties, there is no county, and Bing Cao is responsible for catching traitors and thieves
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