Chapter 2 Entering School

If you missed Enko, then Zhang Yang would have to wait for four years. God knows what will happen in four years?

He doesn't want to wait!

I can't wait either!

After making up his mind, Zhang Yang quickly walked towards home and met several uncles and uncles in the village. His aunts all greeted him respectfully and politely or talked about him.

When he got home, the little girl had already told Zhang Yang about eating rabbit meat tonight. Now she was standing at the door looking forward to waiting for her elder brother to come back and peel off her skin.

Zhang Yang also put in hot water and waited for his son to wash his face.

Everything is full of happiness...

The little girl was dancing with a delicious meal of stewed rabbit meat. Even Zhang Yang smiled and ate several pieces of rabbit meat at Zhang Yang's strong request. He kept sighing that his son had grown up.

After packing up the dishes and the little girl went to bed when she was tired, Zhang Yang discussed studying with Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang said: "Mom, I have saved more than 400 cents during this period. When I sell the dried firewood and hare tomorrow, I will probably get 500 cents. It is enough to buy pens and ink. So I plan to go to the town tomorrow and go to the private school teacher to take the exam. If I can pass the exam, I will go to school to study."

After hearing what he said, Zhang Yang was obviously stunned.

After a while of silence, he asked nervously: "Does my son really want to go to school?"

"Think!" Zhang Yang said with a firm look on his face and affirmatively: "I'm going to tell my mother that my son has been secretly studying literature for several years. Although he only eavesdrops outside the private school every time he goes to the town, he has learned some skills, even if he is not inferior to the gentry children in the town. Next year will be the four-year Enke of our ancestral department. If you are lucky enough to take the exam, you may have the opportunity to advance. If you miss this opportunity, you will probably have to wait for another four years before you have the chance."

He said that he had been secretly studying for several years, but he was naturally a fool. The main purpose was to make Zhang Yang relieved.

However, he is still very confident in the imperial examination. Compared with the gentry children in private schools, he feels that he is better than them even if he closes his eyes and takes the exam.

"Hey! It's a pity that your father left early, otherwise my son wouldn't have to work so hard!" Zhang Yang sighed and gritted his teeth and said, "Since my son is so confident to take the exam, the family has at least twenty acres of Yongye land, so you don't need to worry about your livelihood for your mother and your sister."

As she said that, she slowly got up and went straight to the inner room. When she came out, she was already holding a longbow and a cloth bag in her hand.

The long bow is more than four feet long, and it is pitch black all over, like iron cast, but it looks like iron but not iron. I don’t know what material it is made of. The ends of the bow arm are made of cow tendons as bow strings, which are straight and straight. I just look at it, even if I don’t understand the bow, I know that it is a good bow.

Zhang Yang naturally recognized this bow, which was used by his father Zhang Tie, and he even played with it when he was a child.

Later, Zhang Tie followed the army to fight for Longyou and was killed. His robe brought back the bow and was always treasured by Zhang Yang as his thoughts for her husband at the bottom of the box and never showed it to others.

But I didn't expect that Zhang Yang took it out today.

Zhang Yang reluctantly stroked the bow body, as if he was saying silently. Finally, he made up his mind to hand the bow and cloth bag to Zhang Yang and said, "This bow is the black iron bow used by your father in the past, and was given by Duke Lu back then."

As he said that, Zhang Yang pointed to the cloth bag again and said, "If you want to pull the black iron bow, it must be a thousand pounds of force. This is the Mangniu Fist technique given with the Bow. According to your father, practicing this Mangniu Fist technique can help you to suffocate qi and blood to increase your strength. Both of them are indispensable and are regarded as our family heirloom. But when you think of your father fighting on the battlefield, he ended up wearing a horse and corpse and returning, but for your mother, you don't want you to embark on the army's path of losing your life."

As she spoke, tears flowed out from the corner of Zhang Yang's eyes, but she pressed her down and said, "But it's okay now. If my son wants to study and study, these things are of course useless. Why not sell them to a good buyer for the sake of studying!"

It can be seen that Zhang Yang was extremely reluctant to leave.

You must know that this is a relics left by my father and is about to be sold. As a wife, she is also like a knife to cut her heart?

This is her only sustenance for her husband!

Just for her son, even though she couldn't bear it, she still took it out.

Zhang Yang was immediately excited when he took the bow and cloth bag.

Zhang Tie was famous in Shibei Village back then because of his great power and his reputation as a hundred battles.

He originally thought that Zhang Tie was born with divine power, but now he realized that he was relying on this bull boxing technique.

Although excited, Zhang Yang did not open the cloth bag immediately, but held the bow in his hand and slammed it.

As I remember, I bought it very heavy, weighing about ten pounds, but when he held the bow in his left hand and wanted to pull the bowstring with his right hand, he couldn't pull it anyway.

He didn't know whether the black iron bow really needs a thousand pounds of force or a false need a thousand pounds of force.

After all, the mountain village is too closed, and there are no measuring tools, and secondly, he also feels that it is a bit exaggerated to claim that it is not a thousand pounds of force that cannot be opened.

Just as historical records show, an ancient general claimed to have led millions of troops, but in fact, except for civilians and auxiliary soldiers, the actual soldiers used for combat may not even be even 100,000.

But no matter how exaggerated Zhang Yang felt that this bow might still be needed for four or five hundred kilograms. It has to be said to be a rare treasure on earth and in this world.

Although he is only fifteen years old now, he is born in the mountains and often does farm work, so his body is very strong. In terms of strength, he has at least 200 kilograms of strength. Otherwise, he would not be able to carry a load of dry firewood on the mountain and walk like flying.

But even so, he couldn't pull the bowstring.

Seeing Zhang Yang's reluctant look, Zhang Yang put the bow back in Zhang Yang's hand for a while and smiled and said, "Mom, since my father wants to keep this bow as our family heirloom, please leave it behind. Do you also know where there are people who know goods in the remote area of ​​our country? Even if you sell it, you may be slaughtered and you can't sell it at a good price.

Besides, I have installed a hundred rabbit condoms on the mountain during this period. I can’t say anything about it when I come down one night. It’s enough to supplement my household and buy pens and ink! I can learn this boxing guide of the Mangniu Fist. Among them, there are six ways of gentlemen, there is one art of archery. With the Mangniu Fist, I can practice archery!”

Zhang Yang was a traditional woman. When her husband was at that time, his wife followed the husband's order. After her husband died, she would use the mother to take the son's order. What's more, Zhang Yang naturally agreed to his son's request.

After the discussion was finished, Zhang Yang returned to the bedroom, and couldn't wait to open the cloth bag and see that he had read this secret book that was regarded as a family heirloom by Zhang Tie.

As a man, no matter what ancient and modern times, who has no dream of martial arts? Who has no fantasy of wandering around the world with his sword?

And now how can Zhang Yang not be moved by a true martial arts secret book?

The secret book is very thin, only about ten pages, and most of it is a human body diagram outlined by ink lines.

The characters in the picture are vivid, and each move and every move has a detailed decomposition. In addition, there are also power running lines marked with red lines, which make people easier to understand.

But after Zhang Yang finished reading it, he couldn't help but frown.

According to the secret book, there are nine moves in the Mangniu boxing technique. Each time you practice one move, you can have the power of a bull. After practicing the nine moves, you will have the power of a bull.

Think about it carefully, even if the power of a bull is only one thousand pounds, then the power of a bull is more than ten thousand pounds? If it can be truly cultivated, wouldn’t it be brave enough to be invincible to thousands of men?

However, the entire set of Mangniu Fist techniques is divided into three volumes: upper, middle and lower. The book in his hand is the first volume. The book only records the practice of 1-3 Mangniu Fist techniques. If you want to continue practicing, you can only find the middle and the next two volumes to continue practicing.

However, even this secret book was given to Zhang Tie for his merits back then, how difficult was it to find the other two books?

However, the only thing that makes Zhang Yang feels worthy of comfort is that at least he knows that the subsequent secrets should be found in the army.

He even vaguely felt that the Mangniu boxing technique should be used as a conventional secret book in the army, and was specially used for basic recruitment officers in the army.

It took a whole hour to remember all the Mangniu fist techniques in the first volume. It was not that he didn't want to try it out, but that he was afraid of affecting Zhang Yang's sleep with his younger sister. But even in this way, Zhang Yang kept trying to figure out the secret moves until he fell asleep.

The next day!

Before dawn, Zhang Yang got up and started practicing the Mangniu boxing technique. Because he had studied it last night, he was quite familiar with it.

It's just that there are some bumps and bumps in the middle, and he is not familiar with the moves, so he is constantly correcting it based on his memory.

While he was playing, his body was like an iron pot with boiling water, and the whole body began to steam. At the same time, Zhang Yang vaguely felt that his power had increased a little, and the effect was very obvious.

In fact, it is correct to think about it. Whether it is learning literature or martial arts, it is the simplest at the beginning and the most obvious effect.

When the progress reaches a certain level, it begins to spread. It takes a certain amount of accumulation before you can make progress.

He had never practiced martial arts before, and now his first practice is naturally rapid. After he was proficient in three moves, he was already tired and sweating profusely. His whole body began to feel aching.

Zhang Yang knew that today's exercise should be over.

The faint pain in the body is obviously caused by the beginning of damage to the muscles. If you continue practicing at this time, not only will you not get the effect of the exercise, but it will aggravate the injury and cause a hidden disease to drag down your practice.
Chapter completed!