The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 3: Transforming Guo Jing, starting from childhood

"Guo Jing, I heard that you found a new master?"

The young Guo Jing pulled the slingshot with great effort and looked at the target in the distance. Next to him stood a middle-aged man, dressed in a black robe, with a heroic face and rough skin. He had a bow on his waist and a pot of arrow feathers on his back. His eyes were narrow and sharp, and he looked like an eagle.

Guo Jing rubbed his head innocently, a little embarrassed, "Master, my mother asked me to become your disciple. He is a very good person, just as good as you."

Zhebie smiled cheerfully, "I'm not blaming you. I heard that your master is a Han Chinese like you. What can he teach you?"

Guo Jing thought about it carefully, and counted on his fingers, "My teacher taught me a lot, including reading, writing, arithmetic, and a lot of knowledge."

After hearing this, Zhebie suddenly wanted to tease him, and looked at Guo Jing with a serious face, "He is your master, and I am also your master. What if you get confused in the future?"

Guo Jing tilted his little head, his honest face full of confusion. His little brain couldn't figure it out for a moment, and this question stumped him.

"Haha, if you don't know, go back and ask your master." Zhebie laughed when he saw his confused face.

At this moment, a bird's cry was heard in the blue sky. Without saying a word, Zhebie quickly pulled the bowstring. With a "swoosh", the arrow shot out. The bird's cry stopped abruptly and it fell to the ground.

Guo Jing's eyes widened, "Master, you are so amazing. When can I be like you?"

Zhebie shook his head. "You are too young now and your arms are not strong enough. Go and retrieve the prey."

Guo Jing ran away excitedly, and after a while, he came back with the prey, "Master, what a fat goose." He walked to Zhebie holding the goose by the neck, and respectfully presented it to him with both hands, amazed in his heart. The arrow just passed through the goose's mouth, killing it with one shot.

"I'm tired of eating this. It's not as delicious as lamb. You can take it back to your mother later to nourish her. Come, I'll teach you how to shoot a slingshot. As long as you practice this well, it will be easy to learn archery in the future."

"Yes, Master."

……

After practicing slingshot with Zhebie, Guo Jing went home. His mother Li Ping saw the wild goose in his hand and frowned, "Jing'er, where did you get this thing?"

Guo Jing handed the wild goose to his mother and explained, "Mom, this was given to me by Master Zhebie."

Li Ping's brows relaxed, she squatted down and touched Guo Jing's face, "Jing'er, you have to remember, don't take other people's things. No matter how poor we are, we can't steal. Since it's your master who gave it to you, we should accept it and return it to him later."

"You should bring this wild goose to Mr. tomorrow. It's not easy for him to make a living alone in the desert."

Guo Jing nodded, not quite understanding, "Jing'er got it."

The next day.

Su Ming looked at the processed wild goose that Guo Jing had sent over and wanted to decline. "Your mother has already sent a gift, so there is no need to send more. It has been difficult for you and your son. Take it back after class."

Guo Jing answered honestly, "Teacher, this was given to me by Master Zhebie. My mother asked me to bring it here. He said it's not easy for you to live alone in the desert."

Hearing this, Su Ming laughed in silence. It was not difficult for him. However, Li Ping was so kind that he could not just refuse. "I will accept it this time and it will not happen again in the future."

Guo Jing had not yet learned the idiom, so he did not understand the meaning. "Teacher, what does it mean to not do it again?"

Su Ming explained, "It means there won't be a next time. If your mother asks you to give me something next time, I won't accept it. As the saying goes, no merit, no reward. Your mother asked me to teach you and has already paid me a tuition fee. How can I accept your things again?" After that, he asked, "I heard that you saved Zhebie before. How did you do it when you were so young?"

Then, Guo Jing told him about his encounter with Zhebie and how he saved him by coincidence.

The grace of saving his life is so great, no wonder Zhebie wanted to accept him as his disciple.

"Jing'er, what did your mother say?"

Guo Jing recalled, "My mother said that this is how people should behave."

Su Ming smiled slightly, "So do you think your mother is right or wrong?"

Education should start from childhood, and the transformation of Guo Jing should start from childhood. Su Ming will not be satisfied with just teaching him to read and write. Guo Jing learned the chivalrous heart from his mother and the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan, which is indeed a good quality in the world of martial arts.

But chivalry cannot make a living, nor can it avoid a tragic fate. It is said that good people will be rewarded, but do good people deserve to be pointed at with guns?

Guo Jing bit his finger, looking confused, "I don't know."

"Okay, sit down and let me explain the principle to you." Then, Guo Jing sat down obediently.

"Regardless of whether what you did was right or wrong, if Zhebie had stayed in hiding that day, what would have been the consequences for you?"

Guo Jing's little head couldn't figure out such a complicated question, so he could only shake his head.

Su Ming looked into his eyes and said word by word, "You will die!"

"You may not know what death means now, so let me explain it to you. Death means you will disappear from this world. You will not be able to eat, sleep, or walk. It will be like falling asleep forever and you will never see your mother again."

"You and your son have drifted from the Central Plains to the grasslands and deserts, and there is a vengeance that has not been avenged. Your mother is old and cannot avenge her. If you want revenge, you can only rely on you. If you die now, what will happen to your mother? How will you avenge your father?"

After hearing these words, Guo Jing stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do, but he also understood what death was.

Su Mingshang walked up to him and touched his little head. "You can't answer these questions now, but you can go back and talk to your mother. She will give you an answer."

"Okay, let's continue with class."

Guo Jing was still confused. Suddenly he thought of something and said, "Teacher, Master Zhebie asked me to ask you, you are my master, and he is also my master. What if I confuse you two in the future?"

Zhebie actually noticed me?

Su Ming was slightly surprised and said softly, "What your teacher taught you is reading, writing and the principles of being a good person. If you encounter problems that you cannot solve in the future, just think about what your teacher said. Your master Zhebie taught you the skill of archery. This skill is very important and can protect you and your mother in the future."

"He accepted you as his disciple before me. From now on, you will call him the Great Master and I will be the Second Master. If you take other people as your masters in the future, they will be the Third Master or the Fourth Master."

Guo Jing nodded blankly, not knowing whether he understood or not.

……

In the evening, Guo Jing returned home exhausted both physically and mentally.

In the tent, his mother had already prepared food for him. "Jing'er, how was your study today? Are you tired?"

However, Guo Jing's mind was full of the questions Su Ming had asked before. He remembered that the teacher said he could ask his mother, so he didn't think much about it and asked directly, "Mom, if I die, what will you do?"

Li Ping's body trembled, she froze in place, and put down her bowl and chopsticks, "Jing'er, why do you ask this?"

Seeing his mother's serious face, Guo Jing was a little afraid, "This is a question my teacher asked me."

Li Ping frowned even more tightly, and her weather-beaten face relaxed a lot. "Why do you ask this, sir?"

"The teacher said that if Master Zhebie had stayed in hiding the day I rescued him, I would have died. If I died, what would my mother do? How would I avenge my father?"

Li Ping had never been to school. She taught Guo Jing the spirit of chivalry mainly from her husband Guo Xiaotian. She actually had only a vague understanding of those principles. When she learned about Guo Jing's experience that day, she was very scared and also very fortunate.

But she never thought about what she would do if something happened to Guo Jing.

Now that Su Ming had put this question forward, she began to think about it. After thinking for a while, she realized that Guo Jing was staring at her blankly without picking up his chopsticks. She gently comforted him, "Jing'er, eat. After you finish eating, I will answer you."

After dinner, Guo Jing sat there obediently, waiting for his mother's answer.

Li Ping ate absentmindedly while thinking about Su Ming's question: what would she do if Guo Jing died and how would she avenge her husband?

However, when she thought of the scene of Guo Jing's death, she was suddenly heartbroken. After the death of her husband Guo Xiaotian, Guo Jing was her only hope and her motivation to live.

Women are weak by nature, but strong when they become mothers.

Li Ping is undoubtedly a strong person, but her strength comes from her son. She dare not imagine what would become of her if Guo Jing died. It took her a long while to come back to her senses from this fear.

She stepped forward and embraced Guo Jing in her arms, her voice choking with sobs, "Jing'er, you are my life. If you die, I will not live either. From now on, you must protect yourself and never die."

It was not until now that Li Ping realized that she almost lost her son.

At the same time, she was also glad that she let Jing'er become Su Ming's disciple, otherwise she would not have thought of these things.

(End of this chapter)