I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 122 Drawing the Bow
Master Xiao paused, looking at the dozen or so stones that crossed the finish line, he was puzzled at this moment.

But the scholars in the field immediately gave a cheer, and Kong Zong even stood up directly.

Song Mu and a dozen other people also had joyful expressions on their faces.

The most surprising ones are those scholars who don't know what happened. They just feel that their literary strength can't push the stone forward even one meter at one moment, but at the next moment, their literary strength seems to be like a god's help. , The stone that was propelled went straight out.

Among them, Xue Kaiwen was particularly puzzled. He glanced at Song Mu and the others at the moment, and saw that there was no movement on the stones of Song Mu and the others. He thought for a moment, and then smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing such a situation, Song Mu was also happy to see the somewhat surprised expression on Mrs. Xiao's face.

This is Song Mu's method. Since Xiao Fuzi likes to use his literary power to drag the stones that hold everyone, he must be distracted by so many people.

It's just that the result of all this is that the stones of all the people who exerted force stopped, but the stones of those who cared about themselves passed easily.

But this is enough to make everyone feel that they have won a round in front of the master.

Everyone was excited for a moment, and gradually calmed down. At this moment, they all looked at Mr. Xiao, but Mr. Xiao was stroking the two beards on his mouth, but his eyes were sweeping back and forth on Song Mu and the others.

In the past two years of teaching, this is the first time Mr. Xiao has encountered such a situation. Logically speaking, it is impossible for these people to notice his writing ability so easily. Why did these people suddenly become so united?

Did these few people really understand the Analects of Confucius that they just said?
"Master, we did it, what should we do now?"

At this time, someone couldn't sit still, and asked with full hope.

Master Xiao came back to his senses, let out a breath immediately, blinked his eyes, but his expression suddenly froze, and then he spoke.

"Those who have passed the stones, continue to run around today and push the stones!"

Song Mu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and those who had already pushed the stone stood up and protested, and what responded to them was an extremely fierce air wave attack.

Xiao Fuzi was blowing with a strong wind at the moment, although the literary power was withdrawn after a breath, it immediately strangled everyone's throats.

"Do you think you pushed the stone over by your own abilities?"

Everyone paused and lowered their heads to think at the moment, while Mr. Xiao pointed at Song Mu and said.

"They passed the level, you guys, start again!"

Those people were dejectedly picking up the sandbags on the ground at the moment, and Xue Kaiwen's expression was even more puzzled. There was a bit of puzzlement and sullenness on his face, but he was still dressed neatly, but when he was about to run, his eyes slightly looked at the sandbags. Look at Song Mu.

"Fortunately, I almost thought that we had made a favor."

Kong Zong stood beside him and said in a low voice. Song Mu was expressionless, but lowered his eyes and continued to recover his literary strength.

Although I and others have now passed the first level, it is clear that Mr. Xiao did not let everyone go.

Sure enough, when those scholars had already started running, Master Xiao had already ordered his assistant, a Confucian scholar, to go get things. After only a moment, Song Mu saw that Confucian scholar and Xie Jiaguo walking over carrying a big wooden box.

The box was put down in front of everyone, and Master Xiao had already asked everyone to gather in front.

But at this time, Xie Jiaguo walked up to Song Mu and said something softly.

"Senior Brother Song, Mr. Fengming said he wanted to see you tonight."

Song Mu froze for a bit, then nodded without changing his face, and Xie Jiaguo also ran away immediately.

When everyone came forward, Mr. Xiao had already opened the wooden box, and what was inside the wooden box turned out to be a pair of longbows.

Such a powerful arsenal, unexpectedly appeared in front of everyone at this moment.

Everyone was amazed, but Mr. Xiao was used to it, and then motioned for everyone to come forward to take a bow, and Song Mu also got a longbow.

Although this longbow is similar to the Tang bow that Song Mu has seen in various museums, it has already borrowed the shape of the recurve bow. The bowstring on it is made of beef tendon, and it seems to be in good condition, and it is slippery when touched. of.

"Six arts of a gentleman, shooting is also the same skill you must learn."

"The shooting is divided into five shots, 'Bai Ya', 'Shen Lian', 'Yan Zhu', 'Xiang Chi', and 'Jing Yi'. Today, I will practice Bai Shi first. The so-called Bai Shi means that the arrow pierces the swan, and the arrow is visible on weekdays. , you can see the hole."

Xiao Fuzi's voice rang in everyone's ears at this time, and he had already walked in front of them with a bow and arrow.

"Your task is to draw the bow one hundred times a day in the next few days, and you are not allowed to leave the martial arts field until you complete it."

"This shouldn't be a difficult task for you, but..." Mr. Xiao said, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and everyone felt that something was wrong.

"I only have one request, these bows and arrows are not allowed to be released empty, every arrow must be shot by me."

Everyone who heard this was stunned for a moment, and Song Mu couldn't believe his ears, and then repeatedly looked down at the only longbow in his hand.

"Master, then... where is the arrow?"

A person asked cautiously at the moment, but Master Han showed a successful smile on his face, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and immediately picked at his body.

"This is your arrow."

Master Han took a stack of white paper and patted it on his hand, and everyone's expressions changed in surprise.

"Wen Zhi, this..."

Everyone's expression at the moment was a bit astonished. Although most of the people among the crowd were from wealthy families holding bows and swords since they were young, most of them were almost touching this kind of weapon for the first time.

But Mr. Xiao said it as a matter of course.

"That's right, this is your arrow. As for what poems you want to write, you can think for yourself."

"Also, if you let it go once, you will practice ten times more today, otherwise, just sleep in this martial arts field with your longbow in your arms."

Xiao Fuzi's words caused everyone to tremble for no reason, but at this moment they were all looking at each other in blank dismay, and everyone's faces were a bit ugly.

Everyone has learned roughly how to use and release writing power in the martial arts class these days, but they didn't expect that it was only seven days, and they had to use writing power to drive writing paper, and it was a hundred pieces of writing paper.

I have to draw the bow and turn the arrow...

This has to make people feel that he just did too much, and now Mr. Xiao is using everyone to vent his personal anger.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Since the Wen Dynasty, scholars have always held a long bow and fired arrows to fight first, then learned the long spear, learned the sword stick, and finally learned the long sword and short blade."

Xiao Fuzi said with great anger, the expression on his face was a little sullen, and Song Mu was also silent.

This is indeed an unwritten rule of the Wen Dynasty. After all, scholars are excellent combat power of the human race. Learning bow and arrow first is also to stay away from the battlefield, and beware of losing their lives carelessly and wasting talents for nothing.

However, Song Mu still stood up and replied softly.

"Master, can you show us how to use this longbow?"

Hearing Song Mu's words, everyone nodded their heads one after another. Master Xiao also heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately picked up a bow and walked in front of everyone.

The next moment, I saw a piece of writing paper drawn from his hand, and a thin brush appeared out of nowhere, and the writing brush wandered around on the writing paper. Then I saw Master Xiao holding a bow in his left hand and a writing paper hook in his right hand. Move the bowstring.

"When you draw a bow, you must be strong, and when you use an arrow, you must be strong.

When shooting a man, shoot a horse first, and when capturing a thief, first capture the king. "

As Master Xiao said lightly, Song Mu raised his eyebrows involuntarily. What Master Xiao used was actually Du Fu's "Nine Poems from the Fortress Part Six", which is an extremely classic war poem among the war poems that everyone has learned. Archers use poetry.

Because this poem is clearest when the rhyme is bright, like a ballad or a proverb, and it describes the sequence of combat steps. It can be said that in the army, once the army formation is deployed, the archers will immediately start reciting this poem. poetry.

As the sage of poetry was exporting his poems, he saw the paper gradually disappear, and then turned into a light arrow, clinging to Master Xiao's longbow.

After the words fell, Master Xiao opened his fingers, and there was a scream from the bow and arrow, and the light arrow shot out suddenly.

The archery target at a distance of 100 meters exploded immediately, causing bursts of explosion sounds, debris flying, and dust waves billowing, attracting the attention of countless people in the arena.

"Xiao Xiong! Who told you to hold your bow here!"

At this time, there was a yelling and cursing, it seemed to be another master, but Xiao Xiong was not afraid at all, and immediately glared at him.

"Don't worry about me, you didn't hurt anyone!"

The instructor's face was sullen, but he could only angrily keep the students he was leading away.

But Song Mu and the others smacked their mouths involuntarily at this moment, and they were also greatly shocked at the moment.Mr. Xiao's move is probably not just a demonstration, but also a warning to everyone.

"That's it, so much nonsense, move immediately!"

Master Xiao yelled like this, and everyone started to move immediately, each of them also took the papers, and then exchanged with each other and began to write some bow and arrow poems.

It wasn't long before someone started burning papers and pulling bowstrings.

But before the light arrow was formed, the man suddenly let go of the bowstring.

"Empty, add ten more times! When the bow breaks, you will pay for it yourself!"

Master Xiao's voice came, the man's face was full of bitterness, but he said helplessly at the moment.

"Isn't it too difficult to pull this bowstring?"

Song Mu also looked at the longbow in his hand when he heard it, and was silent at the moment.

On the other side, the scholars who finished the circle were still pushing stones, while on this side, Song Mu and others were also gloomy, and began to write poems and draw bows.

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(End of this chapter)