Light Dance Jiajing

Someone asked, "There are tens of thousands of people in this area, how can they escape? Besides, most of our people are in western Hunan, why should we run so far to Yunnan and Guizhou?" When the man talked about western Hunan, he felt less confident, for he also knew that it would be more dangerous to run to the heartland of the Central Plains.

Ajin said, "You have to run even if you can't. Stay here and wait for the wall to be repaired. Will the court let you go? It's like boiling a frog in warm water..." When he said this, his eyes fell accurately on Meng'er, and then he smiled at Meng'er generously. Meng'er's body paused. At this time, she pulled Zaihou and unknowingly squeezed to a relatively front position. The thirteen-year-old Meng'er was tall and had caught up with many Miao men. However, it was not easy for Ajin to find her in such a dense crowd. Meng'er's body paused, and then he heard Ajin continue, "So, it's a matter of dying early or late, you can decide for yourself." After that, he was about to jump off the stage.

The Miao king shouted, "Wait a minute." Ajin stopped walking. The Miao king stood up and walked to Ajin's side. He looked at him carefully for a long time. Suddenly he smiled, patted his shoulder heavily, and said, "Heroes think alike." After that, he turned to the people below the stage, put on a solemn look on his face, and said, "Fighting means death, and not fighting also means death. Since we are going to die, we must do it in a grand manner. We Miao people will never be cowards and let others slaughter us." A group of people argued for a whole morning, and finally the Miao king made the final decision with just one sentence. Then Ajin accepted the Miao king's invitation, and in a few days he became the most popular person in front of the Miao king.

Since they were going to fight, everyone in the village took action. Although they hadn't fought for some years, they still had some weapons to protect themselves as they were threatened by the Han people. Several cave owners divided the work and prepared for war. All the ironware in their homes was turned out. There was no shortage of bamboo in the mountains, so several teams began to cut bamboo to make arrows.

Ah Jin followed the Miao King around the village. The Miao King was quite satisfied with the young men's training every day, so he asked Ah Jin: "What do you think of the Miao men?"

Ajin looked at the master of Jinting Cave who was directing the training of the Miao people and nodded without comment. The Miao King looked at his expression and asked, "Why, sir, what do you think?" In the past few days, the Miao King had been even more respectful of Ajin and called him "sir".

A Jin didn't say anything polite. He pointed at the straw target and the group of people drawing their bows and said, "What's the point of training like this?" After A Jin said this, the Miao King took a closer look and saw that these people were drawing their bows and arrows in a very professional manner, but the arrows they shot were weak and powerless. Eight out of ten arrows flew away. Looking at the messy arrows on the straw target opposite, it was impossible to tell which one had hit them. These people didn't care how well they shot, but just lined up and practiced in turns. It was obvious that their level had not improved at all. The Miao King frowned and asked A Jin, "Sir, do you have any way to teach me?"

A Jin said, "To make an arrow fly from the bow to the target is something that most people can do. But to make the arrow hit the target after drawing the string, you must have a certain amount of experience to practice. You see, they are drawing the bow and arrow properly, I guess they have been instructed, but the arrows they shoot are powerless and most of them miss the target." The Miao king nodded. It was true, but what should he do? He looked at A Jin inquiringly, but A Jin's eyes were always on these archers. After a while, he pointed at a few of them and said to the Miao king, "These people can be trained well."

After hearing what he said, the Miao King ordered his men to summon those people to his side. He asked Ajin suspiciously, "Are you talking about them, sir?" He had just been watching them shoot arrows. They were not very good. Some of them didn't even hit the target. Ajin said, "What is the most important thing in horseback archery? It is comprehension. Some people can become sharpshooters in a few months, while others are mediocre even after practicing for a lifetime." He pointed at one of them and said, "He missed the target several times in a row, but he adjusted very quickly. Each time he shot, the force was a little stronger. This is comprehension." Ajin said as he picked up a bow and arrow, handed it to the man, pointed at the target and said, "Hit it."

This was a short, dark-skinned young man. He was a little nervous in front of the Miao King. He picked up the bow and arrow nervously, pulled the bow to its full length, aimed at the target for a long time, and then shot an arrow. The arrow made a buzzing sound in the air, but it flew out diagonally and missed the target. The young man blushed and wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Ajin patted his shoulder and said, "You have enough strength. Do you know why you didn't hit the target?" He picked up a bow and arrow, put the bow on the string, and said, "Don't use your whole body strength when pulling the string. Just let your hands expand with force, relax your shoulders, inhale, tighten your abdomen, and exhale slowly and steadily." His right arm was seen stretched backwards until it was fully straight. At this time, the arrow had left the string and steadily hit the target in front of him. Ajin was tall and broad, and he was very free and easy in drawing the bow and releasing the arrow. The Miao King praised him and cheered, "Good!"

A Jin said: "If the Miao King is trustworthy, why not let me train these people."

King Miao said happily, "Sir, it's great that you are willing to teach them. I will trouble you now."

Ah Jin held up a finger and said, "One day, one day is enough for me."

Ajin was teaching these people in an empty field, and there were people who came to watch. Ajin was very generous, as if the people around him did not exist. Whoever wanted to watch could watch. He was not afraid of failing to learn from him. Meng'er and Zaihou were crowded in the crowd at this time. A girl older than her had been watching for a long time with stars in her eyes. Another Miao girl with her was almost scared and kept talking to herself. What she meant was that Ajin was so handsome and manly, and she wanted to marry him. Meng'er kept rolling her eyes, but she had to admit that Ajin and Alai were indeed the type that girls liked. To use modern terms, they were full of hormones.

However, there was an outlier among the little girls in the Miao family. Little Princess Pengyu was pouting and staring at Ajin with disgust. Zaiji beside her was still gentle and elegant. Zaiji smiled and said, "Who made our little princess angry?" Pengyu turned to look at Zaiji, and immediately put on an aggrieved expression. She said in a delicate voice, "Boyi, my father, he wants to betroth me to that Ajin, but how can I marry him?" Her eyes turned red as she spoke.

Jae-gi smiled and said, "Why, wouldn't it be good to marry him?"

Seeing that he was still joking, Peng Yu was so anxious that tears came down, and she sobbed, "Okay, I'll marry him, I'll marry him, but...but...what about you?"

Zaiji thought to himself, "What does my condition have to do with you?" But his words were very gentle: "Pengyu, don't cry. I feel even more distressed when you cry."

Hearing his gentle words, Peng Yu felt sweet in her heart. After a while, she whispered, "Isn't that Ah Jin your subordinate? Just go and tell him not to marry me."

Zai Ji looked down on Peng Yu and thought with disdain, A Jin looked like a nobody. It would be strange for a man like him to marry you. Even if you wanted to, it was impossible. Seeing that Peng Yu was still waiting for his reply, Zai Ji replied, "Okay, then don't let him marry you." Peng Yu was immediately delighted, and A Jin and A Lai were no longer so annoying to him.