Transmigration begins with archery training

Back in her cozy little home, Gu Xinlan was hunched over her desk, sewing clothes stitch by stitch.

Upon seeing the man return, she immediately dropped what she was doing and came out to greet him.

"I'm hungry."

As soon as Chen Sanshi spoke, Lan Jie'er busied herself in the kitchen.

He sat down and began to peruse the books he had obtained from Xu Wencai.

The book, titled "The Book of the Great Sheng," is a historical record that documents major events since the founding of the Great Sheng Dynasty.

Before the Great Prosperity, there was a chaotic era similar to the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period.

Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, Cao Xie, was originally a household slave. He fought his way out of the chaos of the times and reunified the country after more than a hundred years of division.

It is worth noting that.

Cao Xie was also a legendary swordsman.

Legend has it that he once used a flying sword to take someone's life from ten miles away, and that he once single-handedly defeated an army of 2,300.

"This has already deviated from the realm of martial arts, hasn't it?"

Chen Sanshi sped up his reading.

Indeed, Emperor Taizu of Sheng was a legend in martial arts, and such exaggerated individual combat power has never appeared again since.

For the next three hundred years, emperors of all dynasties pursued the martial arts of the founding emperor in the same way, but none of them succeeded.

After Emperor Longqing ascended the throne, he simply began to practice Taoism.

They were even willing to use one-tenth of the country's land to grow spiritual grains to offer to the immortals.

"Could it be that Emperor Longqing really met an immortal?"

"Otherwise, he's not stupid, why would he be willing to give up one-tenth of his tax revenue for offerings?"

"He made offerings to the immortals and made the common people pay for it."

[Skill: Reading (Minor Achievement)]

Progress: (18/800)

[Effects: sharp mind, radiant spirit, photographic memory]

Chen Sanshi was furious, so he simply closed the book, and the food was ready.

Half a bucket of rice, stir-fried beef, salted duck eggs, and a bowl of fish soup.

With a single gust of wind, the remaining clouds were swept away completely.

Chen Sanshi didn't rest for a moment; as soon as he regained his strength, he went outside.

"I have to finish learning all the stance training tonight!"

In the dead of night in the countryside, a full moon shines over an old house, and two figures stand out.

One of them, tall and lithe, was outside, intently practicing martial arts under the frosty moonlight.

Inside the room, a graceful woman was threading a needle in the flickering candlelight.

"call--"

"The Thirty-Six Forms of Stance Training is complete!"

After finally completing all the stance training movements, Chen Sanshi collapsed on the ground, exhausted.

After finishing his stance training, he will officially begin practicing spear techniques and breathing exercises tomorrow. He can't forget those.

After eating the late-night snack he had prepared in advance, he rested for a while and then prepared to practice archery.

Gu Xinlan followed her out, her almond-shaped eyes filled with resentment, and said coquettishly, "Are you out of your mind?"

"Don't worry, archery training isn't as tiring as martial arts training. I know what I'm doing."

As Chen Sanshou spoke, he raised his longbow, only to be grabbed by the hand.

"You're not allowed to practice anymore. You don't care about yourself, but I do. It's not like we're starving. Why are you pushing yourself so hard?"

"Come on, come inside and sleep with me."

……

The next day.

As the first rays of sunlight rise over the pavilion, a thin ray of light dispels the mist.

Chen Sanshi got up early to practice archery.

Skill: Archery (Proficient)

Progress: (350/500)

Although drawing the two-stone bow is tiring, it also allows for faster skill progression.

The sweat was not wasted.

Chen Sanshi was very satisfied.

He checked the time and packed his things to leave. Before leaving, he didn't forget to take out eight taels of silver from the box.

"Damn, that's expensive!"

After deducting the expenses for food, drink, and other necessities during this period, plus the fabric for buying clothes, he only had twelve taels of silver left, which basically emptied his savings.

"After this busy period, we still need to continue hunting; we can't lose our cooking skills."

After taking the silver, Chen Sanshi changed into his armor and went to the military camp to report for duty.

I had just stepped out when someone called me back.

Zhao Qiao and Wu Da ran over one after the other.

"Uncle Zhao?"

Chen Sanshi asked, "What's going on here?"

"I need to talk to you about something!"

Zhao Qiao looked at the armor on his body but didn't ask any questions, probably because he had heard about it before.

"Correct."

Wu Da chimed in, "Brother Shi, do you know Black Bear from Tiger Head Mountain?"

Chen Sanshi nodded slightly.

He had long heard that there were black bears on Tiger Head Mountain, and that hunters were often killed by them every year.

"That beast has killed someone again!"

Zhao Qiao said through gritted teeth, "Sanluzi from the neighboring Shicun village went up the mountain a few days ago and never came back. His father only found him last night. He had been eaten by the black bear and only his head was left!"

"Besides, there haven't been many prey to hunt lately, so a few of us discussed whether we could kill a black bear so we could exchange it for some money to get through the winter. But it's definitely not enough for just us, you have to come too. When the time comes, whoever puts in the most effort will get the most money."

"Bear hunting..."

Chen Sanshi didn't rush to answer.

It seems that the hunters in the surrounding area are desperate for money and have started targeting bears.

Their hunting bows were simply not enough.

He does happen to have a heavy bow, but there is still a considerable risk involved.

"In two days."

Chen Sanshi agreed and discussed the time with them briefly before parting ways.

Upon arriving at the military camp, he saw Zhu Tong cursing and swearing.

"You son of a bitch, eight taels of silver, why don't you just rob us?!"

Now that he's in the military camp, he naturally wants to give it his all.

However, the garrison was too corrupt.

If you want to learn martial arts, you have to pay money first. Who knows how many talented people we'll miss out on!

"This is nothing."

Xu Wencai was quite Zen: "Knowing that we've done something wrong, why weren't we sent to some remote place for corvée labor, but instead put in military farms? It's because in recent years the higher-ups have been investigating those who are not actually paid, and they're just trying to make up the numbers. If they don't take the opportunity to make some money, they feel like they're missing out."

"Stone!"

After Zhu Tong and Zhu Tong became acquainted, their way of addressing each other became more intimate. He said warmly, "Do you want to learn the breathing method? I'll teach you! I must say, after learning the breathing method, practicing stance training is not so tiring, and the speed is much faster."

Xu Wencai grabbed him: "Old Zhu, are you out of your mind?"

"I appreciate Old Zhu's kindness, but I'd rather not."

Chen Sanshi shook his head.

Zhu Tong is really naive. If subordinates are allowed to exchange money privately, how will those above make money?

Look around.

About five or six people learned the breathing technique.

He didn't intend to save money. After finding out the details, he took the silver and went to find Liu, the centurion of the Qianhu Office.

The centurion glanced at him, asked his name, and then immediately declined, saying, "I'm busy."

"Commander Zheng, could you..."

"I also want to teach others."

"Commander Zhang..."

"Don't teach."

"Bear Hundred-Household Commander".

"I won't."

"..."

Chen Sanshi approached several centurions, but none of them were willing to summon him.

They're clearly the same price!

He sensed something was wrong and, with a try-it-out mentality, went into the tent one last time.

Yesterday, Commander Wang, who had taught them marksmanship, lay on a chair, idly eating peanuts, with fruit shells scattered all around his feet.

Chen Sanshi clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Greetings, Commander Wang."

Wang Zhi glanced at him sideways, and after a long while, he slowly sat up: "What, want to learn breathing techniques?"

"Exactly!"

Chen Sanshi respectfully said, "I humbly request Commander Wang's guidance!"

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Wang Zhi spat out the peanut shells from his mouth, spread out a large hand, and beckoned with his finger: "Give it to me."

So happy?

Chen Sanshi was about to give up when he was completely taken aback.

Could it be that these households had pre-arranged to distribute the number of students equally among themselves?

Something's a bit strange...

But since things have come to this, the only way he can learn breathing techniques is by paying money.

He respectfully handed over eight taels of silver and stood quietly waiting.

What are you standing there for?

Without any hesitation, Wang Baihu stuffed the money into his pocket and then waved for the man to leave.

"Sir, is this?"

"I'm tired today, I'll teach you again in a couple of days."

Chen Sanshi's heart skipped a beat.