Chapter 631 Family
Wang Yan Lu Shangshu After that, he was suddenly very busy and could no longer run around like before. But he still paid attention to Shao Xun's every move. After learning that he was inspecting Bianliang, he immediately sent an envoy to urge him.
When Shao Xun received the news, he was patrolling the area of Muze Longxiang Mansion.
In the roughly repaired village, two men, one large and one small, were sparring.
The elder is in his thirties and is a soldier of the mansion, and the younger is thirteen or fourteen years old and is his son.
The middle-aged man of about thirty people held a large shield, and the young man held a spear with the tip removed.
The former is very restful, while the latter is out of breath.
As soon as the young man took a step forward, the middle-aged man guessed the direction of his next attack - even if he guessed wrong, it didn't matter. His rich battlefield experience allowed him to come up with more than one plan in the blink of an eye. Coping methods.
These coping methods may seem like no brainers, relying entirely on the body’s instinctive reactions, but upon closer inspection, they are all the most reasonable coping methods.
This man's fighting skills have been deeply imprinted into his muscles and even his bone marrow.
Outside the drying area where the two were sparring, farmers had already planted beans in the fields.
They speak with Hebei accents and greet each other when they see acquaintances. The land in Henan is quite fertile, no worse than that in Hebei. If you can settle down, you can make a living even if you work as a bartender - where can you not be a bartender?
Sometimes they would look at the father and son who were sparring non-stop, with complicated eyes.
The children have practiced killing skills since they were young. When they grow up, they will naturally take over the post of soldiers in the government and ensure that the land in the family that is free of taxes and levies will not be taken back.
Where are their children? The farmer raised his head and found that his two children, one old and one small, were by the river. One was cutting grass and the other was herding sheep. He sighed immediately.
"Yes, I'll reward you with a piece of cloth." A rich voice sounded in the courtyard.
The farmer stood on tiptoes and took a look, only to see Mr. Chen’s soldiers holding a piece of white linen and delivering it to the father and son who were sparring.
The father and son are very grateful.
"I visited five or six houses, and most of the skills are unsystematic. You are the only one who is well versed in the art of swords and spears and has fighting experience. Where did you get it?" Shao Xun asked.
Fu Bing was silent for a while and said: "More than ten years ago, I served as a primary school in Zhang Fang's tent."
There is no point in lying in front of experts.
Mr. Chen also rolled out of the pile of dead people.
Qili Jian teaches martial arts, rides alone into the formation, captures the general and returns.
In the Battle of Daxiamen, he broke through the sharp edges and inserted arrows into the mouths of the thieves who sneaked up on him.
In addition, there are other glorious deeds such as capturing Sima Yi in the palace and riding a sword in Luoshui.
He is an extremely pure warrior, with a poisonous eye, and maybe he has already made some assumptions in his heart.
"Were you present when Zhang Fang was killed?" Shao Xun asked again.
"Yes. I saw with my own eyes that Zhi Fu came out with his head."
"Why not kill Zhi Fu?"
"The Zhi family has been doing business for many years, and three generations of my family have been Caravan guard.”
"That's it." Shao Xun didn't ask why he became a refugee again and ran to Nanyang. He just said: "Are you satisfied with your life today?"
"Satisfied, satisfied." Fu Bing said repeatedly: "My family is said to be a bodyguard, but in fact they are just child servants who wield swords and guns. They have been unable to escape from generation to generation. Now they are soldiers of the government, and they have fields and houses. In the past, I would not even think about it. I am willing to die for the Ming Dynasty."
Shao Xun thought for a while and asked his soldiers to get a bow tip and handed it over together with three sets of bow strings. He said: "This is a Henan mulberry bow tip, given to you. Your archery skills are too bad after all. Practice hard in the future."
At this point, he pointed to the farmers working in the fields and said: "If they provide you with food and clothing, you must protect them. At least the family will be safe. Got it?"
"Yes." Fu Bing bowed down with his son.
"Get up." Shao Xun stood up and left, and warned again: "With such good conditions for the soldiers, it would be a pity if they are not prepared for three battles and can handle all kinds of equipment. Practice your archery well. "
When he left the farmhouse and walked to the willow tree at the head of the village, Shao Xun stayed for a while.
In the past few days, the 6,600 soldiers of the Yinqiang Zhongying Battalion began to transfer northward and moved to Bianliang.
Their families also moved here together, and from now on they became people from Junyi and Kaifeng counties.
After the beggar army withdrew, Junyi was empty for a time, and there were actually not many people in Kaifeng County. With the addition of government soldiers and Yinqianzhongying officers, more than 16,000 households and more than 70,000 people were suddenly added, and the popularity gradually grew.
High-ranking officials also began to purchase land and houses. Even if I can't come over for a while, I still have to send a son to take care of the family business. The population of Bianliang is increasing.
These are the changes he brought about.
It is good to be a friend of time, to accumulate and change bit by bit.
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From Bianliang to Luoyang, taking a boat is the most convenient, and riding a carriage is the safest.
Shao Xun decided to lead his troops by land, passing through Xingyang to the west and passing Chenggao Pass.
On the early morning of May 27th, Liu Ling looked like a giant bear in human form, carrying heavy luggage such as desks and beds as he walked as fast as flying.
Shao Xun was talking to his two sons in the courtyard.
The eldest son Jindao was born in the first month of the second year of Yongjia (308). He is nine years old this year. He is a son of the Le family and his name is Shao Zhang.
The second son Badger Lang was born in February of the fourth year of Yongjia (310). He is seven years old this year. He is a descendant of the Lu family and his name is Shao Gui.
Both sons have received a certain degree of cultural education.
Lee and Lu each took out annotated versions of their family heirlooms and hired famous teachers to teach them. When I was learning to read, I went out for outings from time to time, memorizing the Book of Songs, identifying plants, and then writing them down.
I am also learning martial arts, but I haven’t done much, and I am still at the stage of laying the foundation and getting familiar with the equipment.
The martial arts teachers are all guest martial artists from their respective families.
The real combat power of these guests may not be very high, but their movements are standard and precise. They are academic martial artists, different from the Ye Luzi martial arts who fought desperately on the battlefield. They're not at that stage yet.
Now the main thing is to lay the foundation, and the movements must be correct, which will help protect their bodies.
In the future, when you get older and go to the battlefield to experience, you will have many opportunities to refine and improve.
Since they followed their aunt Yu Wenjun to Bianliang two days ago, the two children have been studying literature and martial arts for three days and have never fallen behind - they can rest tomorrow.
As for the results of practicing martial arts, Shao Xun was silent.
Well, not bad actually.
The two children have at least the IQ of ordinary people. Thanks to the teachings of famous teachers, their intelligence has been somewhat developed. They may have an above-average level, but they have not reached the height that Shao Xun expected.
But he has now accepted this fact.
Geniuses can be found but not sought. People with above-average talents can be well-educated and successful kings.
If that doesn't work, then give birth to a few more, give birth to a bunch of people, and choose the best from the best...
"Jin Dao, you are nine years old this year, you should be more sensible." Shao Xun nodded his son's forehead and said: "Studying is hard, but farming is hard? Practicing martial arts is tiring, but fighting on the battlefield is tiring? If you don't study literature and practice martial arts, you will be a waste. If I can't do martial arts, I won't even see him back then. Your mother has no qualifications, and you will never appear in this world."
"What are you talking about!" Le Lanji smiled shyly and patted Shao Xun.
Looking at her son standing respectfully in front of her, and then looking at the man seriously scolding his son, she felt very warm.
This is how a family should be.
She has climbed to the top and fallen into the dust in her life. She cherishes her current life very much.
Jin Dao also snickered, but got another burst of chestnuts.
"My homework has been suspended for the past few days. I am going to Beijing with my father. I have to see and learn more on the way." Shao Xun said.
"Okay." Jin Dao looked excited in his eyes.
Compared with staying at home and practicing martial arts, going out is so much fun.
“Badger.” Shao Xun pulled his second son over again and asked, “The Thousand Character Essay was written by my father, so why don’t you study it hard?”
Badger Lang looked at his elder brother first, and the golden knife trembled subconsciously.
"Father." Badger Lang made a bow and said, "My child is stupid. I will work harder in the future."
Jin Dao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Shao Xun noticed the little moves between the two brothers, but didn't say anything.
The eldest son is very active and often takes the second son to play with him, and is punished by his mother and even his aunt Yu Wenjun with a ruler. He knows it all.
"That's all." Shao Xun sighed and said, "Go and play by yourself."
The two children cheered and ran side by side to the corner of the courtyard, staring at the golden eagle standing on the wooden beam.
The golden eagle looked at them with sharp eyes, as if thinking about whether it could catch them in the sky, then throw them down to death and feast on them.
Five-year-old Nian Liu trotted over. He seemed to want to play with Jin Dao and Badger Lang, but he was too timid to open his mouth.
Jin Dao was older and knew that Nian Liu was also his father's son and his third brother, so he smiled and took his brother's hand and said: "Can you write the word 'mulberry'? Let's go out Pick mulberries to eat."
"Okay." The three brothers left with a huff and left the courtyard.
Yang Qin ordered twenty soldiers and followed them out cautiously.
Shao Xun looked at the retreating figures of the three brothers and smiled.
The relationship between children is the most sincere. If you like it, you like it, and if you don’t like it, you don’t like it. Today they can be so happy, they can be at odds tomorrow, and they can make up again the day after tomorrow...
I hope that when they grow up, they can still remember picking mulberries together today.
In a family of powerful officials with too many interests mixed in, it is rare to find brothers, friends and respectful brothers.
"Husband." Yu Wenjun handed the last few pieces of clothing to the maid's hands, walked over, and said softly: "The luggage is almost packed, let's leave after the meal."
Le Lanji and Lu Xun immediately saluted and then left quietly.
"Why don't you look happy?" Shao Xun held his wife's face and asked with some guilt.
“No.” Yu Wenjun said lightly.
“Really not?”
“Really not.”
Shao Xun was speechless.
Yu Wenjun stood up gently and said, "Go and have a meal quickly."
Shao Xun hummed and wanted to say, "I can explain it," but he didn't know how to explain it.
In the end, he could only hold back one sentence: "This time we go to Luo, it's just you and me."
With his current status, he doesn't lack women, he doesn't need to lick women, he doesn't even need to care about what women are thinking, he doesn't have that necessary. But Yu Wenjun's behavior always made him feel uncomfortable.
Yu Wenjun turned his back and almost laughed out loud.
The Queen's advice is indeed useful.
(End of this chapter)