Chapter 181 Being abused

Author: That sour sugar

Chapter 181 Being abused

The children were all amazed by this move, and they whistled and stopped pulling the bow. The soldiers couldn't help but shouted "Okay!"

Yang Hong was shocked. Are these two people really ordinary people? Why were they adopted by farmers?

Yang Yun looked at the two of them, then looked at Zhang Ci again, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Chen Yue walked to Yang Yun and taught her to pull the bow. Chen Zhongyan did not teach Yang Hong, so he went to find Xiao Zhongliang. Yang Hong glanced at the strange soldier beside him and felt a little uncomfortable.

Those who teach girls are a little older, so they don’t involve any sensitive topics of men and women. Chen Fan is taught by Zhang Ci.

Although she has learned martial arts, she has never understood archery well and always feels that she should be directly facing the bull's-eye. Every time she watches an archery competition, she feels that the arc is very beautiful and magical, so why does it just fall on that point?

She was very strong and it was okay to pull the bow, but Zhang Ci was not satisfied with aiming.

"The arrow is higher." Zhang Ci said. Chen Fan raised it a little bit.

"How much effort does this take?" she asked.

"You use as much force as you want."

She used less force, and the arrow fell early, rubbed the scarecrow's legs and fell to the ground. The children all opened their eyes wide, but the eldest sister didn't shoot?

The second time, Chen Fan used some more effort, and the arrow flew over his head and fell behind him. The children opened their eyes again. How did the elder sister do it just a little bit worse?

The third time, Chen Fan shot the arrow on the scarecrow's face, and the children started screaming again.

Chen Fan opened his mouth, could she shoot arrows?

The fourth time, she raised the arrow higher, and Zhang Ci wanted to speak but stopped.

"How much effort should this be used?" she asked.

"It's a little less than the first time you." Zhang Ci said.

She believed it, the arrow flew out and landed in front of the scarecrow, and the audience burst into laughter.

After laughing, the children started practicing arrows. If the bowstring is a little full, the arrow will be farther away, and if the arrow cannot be opened, the shot will be closer. According to the position of the arrow falling, everyone took a few steps towards the scarecrow.

Each person has ten arrows, so it won’t be too tiring to practice for the first time. The Yang brothers and sisters all lack exercise. They can’t pull the bowstrings and barely shoot the arrows out. Fortunately, several of them fell on the scarecrow.

Chen Zhongzhu deviated from his silly nature. His archery state was very stable, his arrows were sharp and his landing point was accurate. The centurion looked at him and smiled in praise.

Yang Hong couldn't understand how the Chen family's children finished running and practicing arrows, and continued to practice calligraphy. Are their arms tired? Isn't they sore? Anyway, he doesn't want to write anymore.

When playing chess, Yang Hong began to doubt his life again. He lost playing chess, lost playing checkers, and also lost playing serious Go.

"You just started playing, but you have no experience. You will become proficient when you play a few more times." Chen Zhongyang comforted.

The boys started the battle themselves, and Yang Hong looked around in a daze.

"Where have you read?" He wanted to find some place.

"I'm still studying the Analects of Confucius." Chen Zhongliang said.

Fortunately, he had already finished studying the Analects of Confucius. But in the evening he found that he could not argue with them in the Analects of Confucius.

Chen Zhongyan comforted him again: "You learned it a long time ago and may not be familiar with it. We are learning it, so remember it clearly."

Yang Hong felt that this was not a comfort. Isn’t it necessary to get all the books in the imperial examination? How could he not take the exam because of his age? When he took the imperial examination like this, the content of "The Analects of Confucius" would definitely not stand the test.

He found that he could not compare to those people on other topics. Those people sometimes had this argument, sometimes with that story, and only he knew some sentences from books, and some pale examples.

"Do you often debate in school?" Chen Zhongmei asked him.

Yang Hong shook his head: "It's just that when the teacher asks to explain in class, explain it, and after class, students discuss the meaning of the sentence, or write a few poems, and there are few times when there are completely different opinions and need to debate."

"We debate every night," said Chen Zhongmei.

"Why? Don't you read books at night?"

"In order to save lamp oil, the light is dark at night and it is not good for our eyes, so we can only talk and start the debate as we talk." Chen Zhongmei said seriously.

Yang Hong felt that this was reasonable, but it seemed to be ignored, so he couldn't make it clear.

"Do you run like that every day? The imperial examination did not require running." Yang Hong did not hide his doubts.

"Running can strengthen your body. Energy and physical strength are very important during exams. Besides, outstanding scholars must learn the six arts of gentlemen, so they are really weak and unyielding." Chen Zhongmei said.

Yang Hong listened blankly.

"The adults you have met today are all in good physical strength. General Yan is also well-versed in the Four Books and Five Classics. He is not only good at fighting but not understanding literature and ink," Chen Zhongyan added. Yang Hong continued to listen blankly.

"Can you ride a horse?" Chen Zhongliang asked Yang Hong.

"I can't ride it, but I can't run." That means I can't ride it.

"The county magistrate has horses at home, why don't he teach you how to ride a horse?" Chen Zhongliang asked.

"My family members were afraid that I would fall, so they said I didn't have to learn to ride a horse." Yang Hong's tone was a little weak.

"Boy, how can you ride a horse in a carriage?" Chen Zhongliang said, "Let's ride a horse tomorrow, there are many horses here."

Yang Hong nodded and agreed.

When Yang Hong left, Chen Zhongliang glanced at Chen Zhongyan: "Is this suitable for him today?"

"Very suitable." Chen Zhongyan said lightly, "He doesn't know his strength, so he has to let him see that there is heaven beyond heaven and there are people beyond man. He can't tell his identity clearly, and always feels superior. He doesn't even know how to respect his own mother, and he looks down on the identity of our farmer. He doesn't know who he is, and he doesn't know what the faces of those tribe members are. But he is young after all, and it's still time."

Chen Zhongliang poured a basin of cold water on him: "When he learned that those adults had confiscated his home, do you see if he hates those adults? Can he still want to educate him?"

Chen Zhongyan still said in a faint tone: "The state has its own national laws. Should he know what his father has done, what her grandmother and her tribe members have done. He cannot go beyond the law to hate a law enforcement officer. He should also know how kind those adults are to his family. Suddenly asking someone to copy it, that is a disaster."

The next morning, Yang Hong got up late and had breakfast alone.

When he came to the classroom, Chen Zhongyan was already giving a lecture.

"Are you giving lectures every day?" He found it strange.

"Sometimes it's me who talks, when my elder sister has time, and when my brother-in-law has time, he will talk to us." Chen Zhongyan said.

"So you've been studying at your own home?"

Everyone nodded together.

I felt a little superior yesterday, but after the debate at night, it was gone. Now I heard from them that they were just reading at home, and he was in a bad mood. He was excellent in school, and he was often praised by the Master, but he was not as good as a group of people who read at home.

He listened to Chen Zhongyan's lecture and felt the difference between him and him. Chen Zhongyan comforted him again: "I was a student since I was a child, but later I was in trouble and was adopted by my elder sister. You will have profound insights after all."

Yang Hong felt a little far and slim.
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