Crossing the famine, I am a poor fish, and my descendants have to work hard

Start learning bow and arrow.

The teacher first talked about the manufacturing and structure of bows and arrows.

Common types of bows and arrows include: single-body bows, in which the bow body is basically made from a single piece of material.

Strengthen the bow, the bow body is made of the same or similar materials stacked together.

Compound bow, the bow body is made of a variety of composite materials.

Longbow, with a longer bow body.

Short bow, the bow body is relatively short.

Straight-pull bows, recurve bows, etc.

These are relatively relative concepts.

Generally speaking, single-body bows are mostly long bows and straight-pull bows.

Then he talked about ten traditional archery techniques.

It is divided into thumb method, three-finger method, pinching arrow method, backhand bow pulling method, three-finger down method, two-finger arrow pulling method, arrow pressing method, rose finger method, middle finger pressing thumb method, and finger width method.

The most common is the thumb style.

Zhao Yuanzhen bought a composite metal bow with a 100-pound strength. She is very strong, and a bow that is too light would not feel good.

Choose bamboo arrows for arrows. They are enough for daily use. Buy metal arrows when you need them.

This silver-white metal bow and arrow is made with modern metal material technology.

Zhao Yuanzhen thought it was too eye-catching, so she bought a red rope and wrapped it around the bow body.

Red tassel sword and red tassel bow?

Then he bought a bamboo quiver and bamboo arrows.

These cost a total of 1400 points.

Zhao Yuanzhen began to familiarize herself with the bow and arrow according to the teacher's explanation in the sea of ​​consciousness, and then started archery for the first time in her life in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Start practicing by not being able to shoot at the target.

After practicing all night, I finally hit the target. But the crosshairs are a little hard to look at. But it's okay, I just need to practice more.

Fortunately, I was studying and practicing in my sea of ​​consciousness, otherwise my arm would have been broken that night.

I finished my sword practice and came to my senses and found it was snowing.

The snowflakes fell in a hurry, like goose feathers.

I don't know when it started, but there is already a layer of snow on the ground.

The descendants also came back from sword practice with their heads covered with snowflakes.

"If they fall in the snow together, they will grow old together in this life."

Seeing the two young couples approaching, Zhao Yuanzhen suddenly remembered this poem.

"Mom, please recite that poem again." Zhang Xinshu felt that the poem his mother just recited was very meaningful.

Zhao Yuanzhen glanced at her youngest son helplessly and read it again.

"If we can get wet in the snow together one day, we can grow old together in this life." Zhang Xinshu and others recited it again. Suddenly, they felt the love lingering.

Both young couples blushed quietly.

Zhang Xinshu only felt that this poem was subtle and passionate. Mother is so talented.

"What? Are you inspired to write a poem? Why don't you write one too?" Zhao Yuanzhen said to Zhang Xinshu with a smile.

"Mom, I can't write a poem as good as yours."

"I didn't do this either. Let me read a few more sentences to you."

"Okay, Mom."

"Suddenly, as if overnight, a spring breeze came, and thousands of pear trees blossomed.

The fairy's jasper and jade are dotted with poplar catkins and goose feathers.

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are white, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow.

It's going to snow tonight, can we have a drink together?"

When reciting this sentence, Zhao Yuanzhen suddenly became interested.

"It's going to snow tonight, can we have a drink? Come on! Xin Bai, go get my small kang table and teapot and tea sets. Let's have a chat around the fire."

"Ah! Oh! Okay, mother." Zhang Xinbai hurried to the carriage to get things for his mother.

Qian Xiaohui was afraid that he couldn't take it, so she went to help.

The remaining few people looked at each other, wondering what their mother was going to do!

"Mom, these poems you wrote are so meaningful. I have to write them down first." After saying that, Zhang Xinshu went to the carriage to get his pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Why are you so tired? Sit down!" Zhao Yuanzhen asked the remaining people to sit down.

Then he started taking things out.

A bottle of plum wine, some dried fruits, some melon seeds, some oranges, and some milk tea.

Zhang Xinbai and Qian Xiaohui took the things back from the carriage.

Put the table on the kang.

Qian Xiaohui quickly put the stove and tea sets on the table and lit the charcoal fire.

Zhao Yuanzhen took another piece of wire mesh and placed it on the charcoal stove.

Then put the teapot on it.

Put a few oranges on the table, and then put some dried fruits next to them.

Li Zhijuan washed the fruits and placed them on a plate aside.

Zhao Yuanzhen also put the plum wine on the charcoal stove to warm it up.

Ask a few people to sit down.

A few of them ate melon seeds and watched their mother fiddling with the small stove, chatting idly.

Zhang Xinshu was writing down the poem his mother had just recited.

Zhao Yuanzhen poured a glass of warm plum wine for everyone except Zhang Zijin.

Poured a cup of milk tea for Zhang Zijin.

“When the plums are green, the years become wine. Drinking together and talking happily, all troubles are forgotten. Good wine!” This plum wine is sweet, and has the taste of plum.

Zhao Yuanzhen couldn't help but drink a few more cups, and bought a few bottles to warm them on the charcoal stove.

"Mom, this plum wine tastes sweet and fragrant. Is it made from plums?"

The other people also thought that the wine tasted good, not as spicy as usual, but sweet and fragrant. They also liked it very much.

"Yes, it's made with green plums. It's low in alcohol and not very strong. You can drink more."

"Okay, mom. I don't know if the snow will stop tomorrow. Can we continue our journey tomorrow?"

"It should be possible. I think the snow will stop before tomorrow morning. It shouldn't be heavy." Zhao Yuanzhen has checked the weather forecast and it will stop before tomorrow morning.

"That's great. The weather is cold now, and if it snows heavily, it will be even more difficult for us to travel! We don't know when this escape will end? When can we have our own home again?" It has been almost a month since we fled, and we still don't know where our destination is.

"My hometown is where my heart is at peace. Our family is together in good health, and that's good. If we set out tomorrow, we should be able to reach Xiangzhou Prefecture in five or six days. If the temperature continues to drop, we can wait for the Yellow River to freeze over and then cross the river. Then we will find a good prefecture to settle down."

"Mom, where are we going to settle down?"

"I haven't decided yet. I'll wait until I cross the Yellow River to see the temperature and then choose a state capital."

"Okay, mother."

After listening to Mother's plan, everyone felt a lot more relieved. Mother did have a plan.

Zhao Yuanzhen's alcohol tolerance was not very good, and he drank one more glass without noticing.

Suddenly, I seemed to be back to the time when I worked frantically to save money for tuition and living expenses. Back to the time when I was alone during the holidays and had no one to turn to. Back to the time when I was bullied in the orphanage.

"Who am I sitting with? The breeze and the bright moon."

"I am drunk and want to sleep, so please go away. If you have time, bring your zither tomorrow. Bring your zither."

. . . . . .

Zhao Yuanzhen muttered to herself.

Then he lay down.

Several people were startled.

I took a closer look and found that she was asleep. Several people felt helpless. It was just a few glasses of wine. If she said she could drink one glass, she would be drunk. If she drank three glasses, she would also be drunk.

Zhang Xinshu ignored all that and frantically recorded the poems his mother was reciting.

Any poem that has artistic conception is a good poem.

Qian Xiaohui and the others drank their tea casually and then cleared the table.

I made the bed for my mother-in-law, wet the towel with warm water, wiped her hands and face, took off her coat, and put her in the bed.

Zhao Yuanzhen mumbled a few words, turned over and fell asleep again.

Several people also packed up and prepared to go to bed.

Tonight, Zhang Xinbai and Zhang Xinnian slept in the carriage outside, while the others slept in the house.

The snow is still falling heavily.

When Zhao Yuanzhen woke up the next day, everyone had already gone out to work.

Phew, luckily, no one is here. Otherwise, it would be a bit embarrassing.

Maybe the atmosphere was too good, so I drank two more glasses. I thought about the past.

This wine is okay, it doesn't give me a hangover headache.

She got up, dressed, and went out. The snow had stopped, but the sky and the earth were still white.

Several people were busy. When they saw her come out, they hurried to get water for her to wash.

He also handed her the hand warmer.

Zhao Yuanzhen stood in the yard watching the snow, holding a hand warmer.

The snow wasn't particularly heavy or thick.

About half a finger.

It seems that we can still continue on our journey.

Zhang Qingyan was boiling water and filling the water hyacinth and the hot water bottle.

For breakfast, Qian Xiaohui cooked a hot noodle soup with cabbage, diced bacon, and some pickled vegetables.

Let’s start eating.

Shortly after the meal, the village chief struck the gong and began his journey.

Zhao Yuanzhen began her daily enlightenment to Zhang Zijin again.

"Today we are studying the sixth chapter of the Analects, Yong Ye. This chapter is where Confucius teaches people how to overcome difficulties.

Confucius said: A gentleman can be deceived but cannot be trapped; he can be cheated but cannot be deceived.

The direct translation of this sentence is: A gentleman can go to the well to save people, but he cannot fall into the well himself; a gentleman can be deceived, but he cannot be fooled by others.

. . . . . . "

Zhao Yuanzhen let them review on their own while she continued to learn archery.

Zhao Yuanzhen felt that there was a lot of noise outside, so she withdrew her consciousness and planned to see what was going on.

Because they were waiting for Zhang Qingyan last time, their convoy fell behind, and the village chief thought she had high fighting ability. Later, the village chief discussed with her and asked if they could protect the convoy at the end.

Zhao Yuanzhen thought about it and agreed. Her family was in the back, so she felt more at ease.

So at this moment, Zhao Yuanzhen could only hear the noise behind them, but couldn't hear the details clearly.

She got out of the carriage and saw that suddenly many soldiers came from the inner city, all holding notices and posting them. People gathered around to watch, and then ran away in panic after reading!

Something is wrong, what is the notice?

The crowd's reaction was too big! It seemed like they were avoiding something! Zhao Yuanzhen couldn't hear clearly, so she told Zhang Xinbai and the others to continue driving while she went to take a look.

When they were a little far away, she untied the horse tied to the back of the carriage, rode on it, and ran back.

After running for a while, I could hear what everyone was shouting.

"Run! The conscription is coming!"

"Damn the imperial court. They don't even give us a way to live. They're still recruiting soldiers at this time."

Recruiting soldiers! They have already recruited soldiers in Xingzhou Prefecture.

Zhao Yuanzhen quickly glanced at the notice on her horse.

The conscription conditions were the same as those in Hejian Prefecture. All men over the age of 14 had to join the army regardless of their household registration.

This means that even if they are just passing by, they will be forced to join the army if they are caught. Isn't this just capturing people to be cannon fodder?

This won’t work, they have to pass through and can’t stay in the city.

Zhao Yuanzhen looked at the team of soldiers heading towards the city gate.

Their village’s convoy is also about to arrive at the city gate.

We have to stop these soldiers.