my causal simulator

Chapter 34
When he woke up, there was an old man with a hairy beard in the yurt.

"Awake?" Although he is old, he looks very strong. He smiled and said to Lin Shuhang: "Yesterday I heard from Humir that you fell off your horse, and I gave the school a day off. Just rest and don't worry about the children. .”

The old man who can suspend the school at any time with a single sentence should be Humier's grandfather, Humi Langtai, the patriarch of the Tufang tribe.

"Let you worry too much."

"It's a small matter. I just have nothing to do today, so I'll come over to chat with you." The old man said with a smile, "My child, it's the same old saying. To survive on this grassland, knowledge is important, but the body is also important."

"Although our Tufang tribe is not big, there are several well-known warriors on the grassland. The boxing skills and riding and shooting handed down by them in the tribe are also famous on the grassland in the north of the desert. Before that, you You are a foreigner, according to the rules of the tribe, martial arts are not allowed to be passed on to outsiders, so I did not persuade you, but now that you have married Humir, you are considered a member of our Tufang tribe."

"I think after you get married, you can start practicing martial arts with Kuotai Jebe!"

It's not the first time Humi Langtai has talked about this topic. He doesn't just like this young man because of his personal preferences, but because of the tribe.

The Han people have knowledge, which is the most missing thing for the herdsmen on the grasslands.

Regardless of the fact that the Huns have been powerful in recent years and have pushed the Han people into desperation, but a far-sighted old man like Humi Langtai actually knows very well in his heart that the Huns will never be able to live a truly happy life just by relying on their bravery. day.

So he valued this young man very much, and kept him against all opinions, and even married his granddaughter to him, just because he could teach the children in the tribe to read and write, and because knowledge is the future of the tribe.

But knowledge and force do not conflict. On the grassland, if he is not brave, he cannot be respected.

If he can't learn how to protect himself, let alone a hundred years later, he might not even be able to protect himself and Humir, just those men in this clan who are temporarily suppressed by him and only advocate bravery We have to tear him apart first.

Humi Langtai had already hinted at him many times before, but it was a pity that Lin Muyuan was unwilling to learn the martial arts of the Huns because his family members died at the hands of the Huns, which caused him quite a headache.

At this time, Humi Langtai didn't wait for Lin Muyuan to refuse, and said with a smile: "Don't rush to refuse, I know you hate using force because of family matters, but now you are also a family member, as a man, you can't protect yourself If you want a woman to protect you, that’s not okay! In the past few days, you should think about it and make preparations..."

"Patriarch, you don't have to think about it." Lin Shuhang's eyes were shining brightly. It was really like falling asleep and hitting the pillow. He was worried about how to improve his combat power: "I want to start practicing now!"

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Humi Langtai looked very unhappy, waved his hand to interrupt him, and said, "Don't refuse in such a hurry, you should be a man when you get married. Think about it again! I respect the knowledge of you Han people, but it doesn’t mean I want Humir to marry a weak person, you... hmm?”

Only then did he realize that the other party said the second half of the sentence: "What did you say?"

Lin Shuhang laughed, turned over and got up from the blanket, squeezed his fists, and said with bright eyes: "I said, I want to start studying now! Is that okay?"

Humi Langtai's mouth opened slightly, is the sun coming out from the west today?
It took him a while to come back to his senses: "Ah...of course!"

…… In the afternoon, the pasture.

There are more than a dozen children lined up in a row, the youngest is eight or nine years old, and the oldest is seventeen or eighteen years old.

Strenuous exercise, boxing, riding and archery are their daily compulsory courses. In the eyes of most people on the grassland, this is obviously much more important than going to school to study.

On weekdays, the children are very serious about this. One is to compete with each other, and the other is to be whipped by the Kuotai teacher for the slightest mistake. But today, all the children can't help but turn left. He kept looking sideways.

Just because at the front of this row of children stood their other 'teacher', the Han Chinese teacher who was regarded as a woman by everyone in the tribe.

No disrespect meant, the children actually like this school teacher very much, because he is gentle enough, laughs all day long, not as fierce as Jebe, but also because of his gentleness, he really looks like a mother same as us.

Even horse riding is taught by women, and I heard that he fell off his horse yesterday, which is simply a joke that cannot be ignored for a man in his early twenties on the grassland.

Such a person can endure the pain of martial arts?There is a good show to watch today!

The children were so excited that they whispered and chattered. Normally, the brawny man with buns and dreadlocks would have scolded them, but today, not only did he not reprimand the students, but a strange color flickered in his eyes.

Kuotai Zhebie is very young, but he has just turned 23, but he is already recognized as the number one warrior by the Tufang tribe. He is very talented in martial arts and archery, and his reputation has spread all over Mobei at a young age.

Even Hu Yanlang, the right captain of the Huns cavalry, once offered him an olive branch, promising him the official position of head of a hundred households, but Kuotai Jebe refused.

Everyone in the tribe knew that there was only one reason why he chose to stay, and that was for Humir.

"If you want to practice high-quality martial arts, you must exercise your body." Kuotai Zhebie said slowly. This is the general outline of martial arts when he first taught these children: "The foundation of boxing lies in the feet, and you must first stand upright. stable."

He strode across.

boom!
He stomped his right foot on the ground fiercely, put on a standard Maza, demonstrated, and then scolded coldly: "First Maza for half an hour!"

Strength starts from the feet, any martial art is like this, the other children have already learned it, and immediately bowed their waists and rode their horses, and Lin Shuhang followed suit.

But this movement looks simple, if it takes a little longer, it will start to be unbearable, but after four or five minutes, Lin Shuhang already felt his legs were sore and numb, as if they weighed a thousand catties, so that the movement changed, and he immediately followed the front with a kick. .

Snapped!
Lin Shuhang fell heavily to the ground.

"You can't stand it in such a short time?" Kuotai Zhebie said contemptuously: "Women are better than you, I think you should stop practicing, go home and eat milk..."

He wants to humiliate this softie who snatched his woman away today. There are two days left before marriage. Men on the prairie never know what it means to give up. Anything is possible!
But before he finished speaking, Lin Shuhang had turned over and jumped up, and without a word he re-gathered his horse.

"Hey!" Kuotai Zhebie's eyes lit up slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

This little boy actually pretends to be a tough guy with me?Let's see!
(End of this chapter)