warring states careerist

Chapter 26 Bullying Fang Zhenjun (End)
The right backstage is his brother.

The craftsmanship of making shoes has been handed down for more than ten generations. Shangqiu City is no better than his brother in making leather boots, but he is still a shoe maker after all.

Gongsun Ze's background is his ancestors.

The ancestral noble lineage and the status of a scholar, relying on the private land accumulated by the farmers in the well field and the village community and the natural reason of not needing to pay taxes, are extremely wealthy.

The backstages of the two are very different, but when it comes to making finger cots, Shi's brother Ji is better at it.

Shi also felt that his backstage was quite strong, and he was grateful and never complained.

When I got home, my sister-in-law was rubbing the hemp skin, and my brother was cutting the leather in the house.

Shi naturally sat across from her sister-in-law, and her sister-in-law also naturally handed the hemp rope that was stepped on by the opposite foot to Shi's hand.

"What are you doing outside these days? Look at your tan, it's as black as tanned skin. Have you taken a fancy to the daughter of some family? Going to someone else's door to be a son-in-law? Look, Working for someone else's daughter is harder than working for your own family..."

It is so natural, there are still sharp thorns between the tongue, but more teasing, less dissatisfaction.

When Dean heard this, he poked his head out curiously and asked, "Really? If it's true, just tell me. You can also ask someone to match you."

Shi laughed and said: "Don't listen to my sister-in-law's nonsense, I'm busy with work. It's about the Mo family."

"Hehe, the Mo family doesn't care about your food and drink, you can't support yourself, and you're still busy helping the world?"

The sister-in-law rolled her eyes, lowered her head helplessly, and was about to change the twine when the sister-in-law got up and said, "Okay, rest, I'll get some beans and make you a rabbit meat bean soup. It's too tiring to be a son-in-law, so eat something good. If you are full of your own food, you can go to work for others."

With a teasing sentence, he swayed his body and left, and the deer laughed in the inner room.

Shi put down the hemp rope, went to the inner room and said, "Brother, I am here for your help."

"Between brothers, how can you help? Besides, you haven't distributed it yet. Did you use up the money last time? It just so happens that they gave some money to the shoes made a few days ago..."

Shi quickly shook his head, gestured for the appearance of the thing, because the elder brother didn't understand, but he didn't want to ask directly: "Who died?"

All of a sudden, I was stunned by the question, and it took me a long time to say: "Brother, do you know what this is for?"

"Archers. The living use three-finger gloves, and the dead use two-finger gloves. I don't know how many. But they are all left-handed. Why are you right-handed?"

In "Shooting Ritual", there is a kind of accessory called Zhu Jisan. The specific object has been lost, and later generations have different guesses.

Some are said to be worn on the right hand to draw the string, while others are said to be worn on the left to prevent arrow feathers from being scratched.

Shi Shi was not very interested in this, but he also heard that the three-finger cot was worn by the emperor, and the two-finger cot was worn by the dead, so he directly asked his brother to help him make a two-finger cot.

In case the three-finger sleeve plus three-finger shooting is really an etiquette that can only be used by the emperor, the relationship between him and Gongsun Ze will be immortal-this is equivalent to saying that God does not exist in front of Christians, and then hoping to have a relationship with the other party. Discuss calmly.

So just start with two fingers, use it by a dead person, at most it's unlucky and rude, making people laugh, and it won't reach the point of dancing in the court.

Facing his brother's question, Shi didn't explain much, and his brother didn't ask too much.

After asking about the size of the opponent's palm, he picked up two pieces of leather and compared them. His nimble fingers skillfully cut the leather and sewed it quickly.

After eating, the finger cots are also ready.The sister-in-law took a sycamore leaf, wrapped half a rabbit that was salted and salted, and handed it over: "If you really like a girl, bring it to her. Don't go and mess with her in the wild."

"If it's cold today, and it's time to harvest millet, it's not good if someone sees you hiding in the haystack yard. Didn't you listen to the song in "Poetry" and feel relieved?" I’m ashamed if I don’t feel it! The dog will bark if I don’t! The girl is afraid of staining her clothes and causing the dog to bark, and she will blame you again..."

At this time, he is very open to this kind of thing, even if it is not like eating and drinking, there is no taboo.

Brothers and sisters rioting between princes and nobles, father-in-law and daughter-in-law are recorded in the history books grandly, and the queen mother later used her bed posture as a metaphor for governing the country.

What he just said just now is almost like Shi was told by his parents not to kill anyone in his previous life. In the eyes of his brother and sister-in-law, there is nothing abnormal, but Shi blushed a little.

With three lines of poems, a scene comes to mind.

Wanting to refuse and welcome, but said no but bent over and tilted up, presuming that someone was too late to take off his clothes, so he directly leaned on the tree and pulled the skirt around his waist, his waist sank and swayed slightly, biting hard He closed his lips for fear of waking up the dog in the distance and barking, but he couldn't bite, so he whimpered like a puppy, turning the long and short breath that was suppressed in his heart into a soft bark, only looking forward to the person not far away I can't hear you.

Shaking his head to get rid of the picture in his head, he swallowed, and took the wrapped rabbit with a blushing face.

My heart said that it is still a classic of "The Book of Songs", but it is not revealed at all, but it can make people daydream.

Shixin said, it might be that I have been holding back for a while since I came here, and if this goes on, maybe one day I will have "evil thoughts" when I look at everything.

Embracing half a piece of rabbit, he ran away, not hearing his brother and sister-in-law laughing at his blushing run from behind.

…………

ten days later.

The year of Yihai.The third day of September.

There is no wind, no rain, no cicadas chirping to disturb people, and swans fluttering in the sky. It is a good day for shooting.

Liu Zhi wore a leather finger cot, held the small bow, looked at the target in the distance, and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

The opponent has already finished shooting, and the distance of fifteen steps is just right for a novice.

Shooting twelve arrows each, the opponent's child who is about his age hits five out of twelve, ten days' achievement is already quite rare.

Looking at the feathered arrow stuck in the opponent's target, Liuzhixin said: "Sure enough, Brother Shi guessed it right. He really shot it with his thumb."

In my nervousness, I suddenly thought of the quarrel between Brother Shi and the young master about thumbs, etiquette, targets, leather finger cots, use of dead people, etc. before the shooting. Instead, I wanted to laugh, and I was no longer as nervous as before.

There were many people around, besides people from the village community, some friends of the young master also came to observe the shooting.

Liuzhi thought that he had been practicing archery for the past few days, and brother Shi was busy making a set of wooden tools called a pulley block.

I couldn't help comforting him, saying that it's okay to lose, just try my best, and there is still one round to come.

Why Kong Zhongni's father can lift the city gate, so he has already thought about the next round of competition, and the opponent should be able to accept it, and he will definitely win by then, so let's just shoot with confidence...

Having said that, the six fingers are still nervous, and the extra finger feels uncomfortable at all, and the throat is very dry. I don’t know where the saliva went when I ate pickled rabbit meat a few days ago, but now I can’t moisten my throat. .

For himself, he carries the expectation of being entrusted by Brother Shi for the first time; for the acquaintances in the village behind him, he carries the temptation to buy cattle; It's a contest between brother's words and whether they are fallacious or right.

Even if you tell him not to be nervous, how can he not be nervous?

After another gust of breeze blew, Liuzhi took out a feathered arrow from his waist, and the groove at the tail was carved out by himself.

"Brother Shi said, don't use three fingers, lest the young master on the opposite side get angry. Brother Shi said, hold your left hand firmly, and let go quickly. Brother Shi said that it is the will of heaven that all things fall, so you have to aim for fifteen steps Lean up a little bit. Brother Shi said, when you let go, you have to pull your back back hard to flick your fingers away..."

Thinking about what he had learned in the past ten days, he fixed his eyes on Yujian and the opposite target, aiming at a slightly higher place.

Open the bow with all your strength, do not stop after pulling it to the limit, and continue to use slight force to push your fingers away.

The feathered arrow curved an arc in the air, then straightened and landed on the target. Although it was not in the center, it still hit the target.

After the first arrow was shot, there was no more tension, and he drew out the second arrow, repeating the last action, enduring the severe pain between the pads of his two fingers, gritted his teeth and drew the bow again.

… After seeing the five arrows, Gongsun Ze closed his eyes and sighed, knowing that he had lost again.

It's not that his skills are inferior to others, it's that he really didn't expect that this person is not afraid of bad luck at all, and even uses the pole two that the dead should use, and he doesn't use the thumb shooting method in the normal shooting ceremony at all.

This shooting method is indeed easy to use, but where can it be used in future battles?Even if this shooting method also has the art of connecting beads, who in this world can I ask to teach it?
Turning the archery technique of protecting the world into shameless winning or losing is not the original intention of archery at all, so what if you win?
But do people from the Mohist school talk about "Li"?They don't talk about "Rituals" at all, and talk about Bishe is Bishe, and they use everything to the extreme.The dead don't shy away from what should be used, and don't care about what will be useful in the future. They only care about winning or losing at this moment, and even only care about the two yi of gold.

Gongsun Ze felt a little disgusted, two yi of gold was nothing to him.It is precisely because they are nothing that he is disgusted. In the eyes of these people, this ink man called Shi, etiquette and righteousness are no more than two ounces of gold, and they are so cheap!

The final result will be out soon.If you lose, you lose.

Gongsun Ze didn't blame the child who seemed to be crying. Although the child was a peasant, he was very talented and had tried his best. When he was a child, he studied for ten days and might not be able to get five out of twelve.

He didn't blame Shi, or argue about anything, but he felt a little tired. People in this world have no more than two yi of gold in their views on rituals and six arts. Is there any hope for such a world?Can such a world be restored to the prosperity of rites and music?
They all say that they know what they can't do, but if they do it, what should they do?
Silently took out two yi of gold, handed it to the hand that Shi had already stretched out, and said coldly: "Before etiquette, gold is like dung. It's ridiculous that you Mohists value profits so much. You have already won, and the next game will be no match." .”

He thought that the other party would take the opportunity to ridicule him, but he didn't want the other party to take the gold and sighed: "Everything must have a beginning and an end. Although I won this round, it was a trick. The original intention of shooting was not like that. In this case, we will do it in the third round." Make a gentleman's covenant, and ten years later, these two children will still compare five-shot skills. I hope that the child you teach can understand the true meaning of shooting and cultivate morality in ten years. It is really better to teach a gentleman than here Try ten times."

Gongsun Ze's eyes lit up, and he looked in disbelief at this person who made him angry, annoyed, and even wanted to kill him, and finally nodded solemnly.

Xin said: "In the end...he still has some heart for the righteous way. Yes, if you really teach a gentleman who is proficient in the six arts, knowing the book and keeping the etiquette, it will be better than arguing with him here."

He didn't even know if he wanted to find a way for himself because after losing twice in a row, he was afraid that the next loss would be even worse, and the other party just gave him a chance.

I don't know, is it because seeing those rascals cheering for joy after seeing the gold, and the contrast with the expression on his face when he was ceremonial and talking about the non-music festival funeral of the Mohist family before, made him feel ashamed, think of the world, and feel as tired as February The cow is the horse of the expedition.

So he waved his hand before getting into the car and said, "I will give that bow to that six-fingered child. I will never forget the promise of a gentleman."

Gongsun Ze's friend quietly touched the bronze sword at his waist, and also sighed.

I thought it would be the third match today, if the opponent wins again, maybe they will be too proud to ridicule again and again, then I can use the name of my friend to be humiliated, and kill him with one sword, the Mohist will not find such a reputation for killing trouble.

The humiliator should be prepared to be killed at this time. This is the reason at this time. It is the same as revenge for blood relatives. It is the most legitimate reason for killing at this time.

For the rest of the charges, even if the master is humiliated, the Mo family will not accept the reason for killing.

Anyway, the two sides call each other pigs and dogs, so killing people is tantamount to forcing Mo Zhe to use his sword, and it depends on whose sword is sharp rather than whose reason.

Among the philosophers, no one will take the initiative to fight because of ideological issues before they have fully gained the general trend, and no one can afford mutual revenge.

But the opponent's final performance was beyond his expectation, and he was not even given a chance to make a move.At this time, if you kill without reason, you will be accused of killing your friends because you can't afford to lose, and you will also become the target of chasing and challenging the Mohists.

He appreciates the other party's talent. After seeing the study of nine numbers last time, he still felt a little pity for his talent, but after seeing this unceremonious matchup today, he has given up his illusions and knows that the other party has nothing to do. Rescue, so more dangerous.

After this incident, Shangqiu might have another famous young man.

This person is not well-known in the Mohist school, so what would people like Gong Shangguo, Gengzhu, and Qin Huali be like?
After a lot of thought, put away the bronze sword, got into the car together, and left.

Cheers sounded after the carriage left, Liu Zhi held the small bow and asked, "Brother Shi, is it really worth it ten years later?"

"Comparison. The gold is already in hand, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose. We want to win the gold, and all he wants is a word that makes him feel hopeful. Isn't it good that everyone gets what they want? Ten years later, if he really remembers, you It’s a good match, and you lose.”

"If you win, you should have the attitude of winning, lest the other party become angry and go to Si Kou to sue me, I don't know. In this way, he will really treat it as a matter, and he won't bother me again within ten years. How can I? Time to argue with them."

"If he wins, he will cheer and taunt. Didn't you see that his friends are all wearing swords and bows? Killing someone is not a big deal at this time, and no one cares about it. I feel insulted and kill if I disagree. How many times have things happened in the city? In this era, if you are not sure that you can win the opponent, you must not be arrogant and shameless."

"I've prepared a lot of words about winning and not forgiving, but I didn't say anything when I saw the opponent was carrying a bow and sword. A weapon of criticism can't win the criticism of a weapon."

Liuzhi thought that was all there was to it, and although he didn't quite understand the last sentence, he felt that he understood what it meant.

Just when he thought everything was over, he found Brother Shi in his eyes staring at the carriage in the distance, as if he was educating him, and murmured: "One more thing, in this way, that farm boy who learns archery can be regarded as a good boy." If you have a better chance, at least if you have a chance, you may be able to excel in the military in the future, you won’t starve to death in the next ten years, and you can also learn how to shoot with one hand, which is a good thing you can’t even dream of.”

"This can be regarded as benefiting one person. Don't be disdainful because of small righteousness, and don't be disdainful because of little benefit."

"In this world, isn't it just one person after another?"

Liu Zhi nodded, wanting to say that he understood, and found that Shi had already walked into the crowd with a smile and holding the gold, and talked about hope with the people in the village.

The hope of the village community is also the hope of Shi.

I thought, the most difficult days are over, my favorite harvest is coming, my favorite gold is in my hands, and the most dangerous days are over.

The fantasy of Paradise has been compiled into a prophecy. Some people began to ask the story of Nuwa Fuxi's where she came from. I came here just to listen to him talk about the legend of the paradise.

Autumn is here, and the harvest has been harvested. Is it time for Mozi to come back from Qi?
Amidst the laughter and laughter of the crowd, he turned his gaze to the northeast.

There is the state of Qi.

At this moment there is an old man named Mo Di who can cover him.

There is a group of people with lofty ideals who are always dying, so that he will not have to live so worriedly and cautiously in the future.

　PS: Whether Zhu Jisan is evidence of Mediterranean shooting is not discussed, only the plot needs it.

　　Another: The previous chapters can be regarded as the introduction of the background of the times. This year is the 21st year of King Weilie of Zhou, 405 BC. It adopts the saying that Tian Chao, the son of Song Xiu in the bamboo slips of Tsinghua University, was hired by Yuguan in Chucheng. It is not used at this time. Hou Zhaogong's statement.

　　
　
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