"Okay, it's okay, let's continue." Xiang Zheng took a breath and said he could continue. This was quite a surprise to the two gentlemen. It seems that this child is not as delicate as his mother said, unable to endure hardships or withstand wind and waves!
"But, are you really capable?" Yang Feng, the teacher in charge of teaching archery, noticed at a glance that the blood stains on the palm of Xiang Zheng's right hand were dripping down the edge of the palm, leaving a black and red mark on the blue lower skirt.
Xiang Zheng quickly retracted his hand and held it tighter for fear of being discovered.
"Don't hide, come here, let you bandage it first." Yang Feng took out a small cloth bag from his arms. Inside were some small gourds containing various emergency medicines for gold trauma, and some clean cloth strips. Then he took Xiang Zheng's hand, carefully applied medicine to him, and wrapped and bandaged the entire right palm, just like the inner palm lining of boxers' gloves today.
"However, your nails are so long. If you really want to learn archery, you can't keep them any longer, or you will hurt yourself." Yang Feng was very dissatisfied with Xiang Zheng's own tools.
After saying that, he was about to take out the knife and trim it for him. Xiang Zheng quickly retracted his hand into his arms and refused to let him move. Apply force without touching the nail, I can learn to draw the bow with my right hand and draw the nock with my left hand, and that’s it!”
He would definitely not give up playing the guqin just because he wanted to learn archery. After all, playing the guqin was not only his favorite, but also a skill that could help his father.
"Sir, however, your hand has been injured. Even if you use your right hand to draw the bow, you will tear the wound with force. We must return today. With you like this, we have already been punished. I beg you, please don't make any more mistakes." Put more blame on both of us!" Yang Feng persisted in persuading him to return, seeing that the tough one couldn't change the soft one, so he showed weakness and asked for sympathy.
Xiang Zheng looked at the mountains that he could enter soon, then at the frightened expressions on the faces of the two gentlemen, and then at the horse "Bu Ri" who was led back to the team. Not very happy, he was digging the ground impatiently. Apparently, he had not yet Enough.
"Otherwise, let's go into the mountains for a short while. I promise not to ride the 'Buri' or practice shooting. We will just go in and enjoy the scenery and breathe the fresh air in the forest, and then go back. Okay? Yes?" Xiang Zheng is still a child after all, and he is still very interested in having the opportunity to go out and get close to nature.
"Okay! Since the young master insists, let's take a short tour and then return." Zhao Huai and Yang Feng looked at each other, nodded slightly, and announced that the trip would continue.
The group continued to move forward, but the servants who had been ambushed along the way did not know that today's "hunting", in which the young master personally practiced archery with a bow, had turned into an outing of "horses riding on flying flowers", and they were still at the preset locations. Inside, he nervously held down the injured small prey, ready to release them at any time when he heard any movement.
The guard was divided into two halves, front and back, with the middle protecting the three young masters and apprentices. Xiang Zheng was still held in Zhao Huai's arms, riding a horse together, and Yang Feng walked side by side. The horse team walked slowly in the most relaxed walking style. Heading towards the depths of the mountain forest.
As we were approaching the first ambush point, a fawn with an injured hind leg suddenly jumped out of the grass in front of us. It was limping on one hind leg, and its thin body was jumping hard towards the depths of the forest. . Its sudden appearance alerted the guarding horse at the front, and it suddenly lifted its front hooves off the ground and raised its upper body. Its movement set off a chain reaction, and all the horses behind it also followed one after another. The sudden pause caused all the people on the horse to rush forward, and a few people almost fell down due to the inertia.
"There is something in front of you! It seems to be a deer cub!" Xiang Zheng was sitting on Zhao Huai's tall maroon horse. He had a good view and spotted the injured deer in the distance. This was the first time he saw a live deer. , very excited, "Chasing! Chasing!"
"Sir, let me help you shoot the lower channel!" Yang Feng thought that if he couldn't teach him, it would be good to set an example, so he volunteered to take one back to Zheng for him.
"Don't shoot, you have to scare him!" Who knows that in Xiang Zheng's eyes, this is not a prey, but a beautiful little creature, a poor little injured pet that is in urgent need of his help now. It was not the props for the "shooting art" class that Yang Feng was going to give him today.
Seeing how Xiang Zheng cared so much about the little animals, the two gentlemen looked at each other helplessly and spread their hands, making it clear that they could not fulfill Madam Xiang's instructions.
The guards followed the instructions of the leader, Mr. Yang Feng, and quickly chased the injured deer back.
"Hey Mr. Zhao, please hurry up and get out some of the medicine you brought and the strips of cloth, and save him too!" Xiang Zheng turned around and almost reached into Mr. Zhao Huai's arms with his own hands. A first aid kit of medicines.
"Okay! Sit down and I'll do it." Zhao Huai stabilized the young master's body with one hand and reached in to get the small medicine bag with the other hand. He thought to himself: "Yang Feng's preparations today are not only in vain, but also I want to waste my good gold-creating medicine, alas! It’s really ‘cleverness is misled by cleverness’!”
Seeing the fawn's big eyes full of fear and its fine eyelashes fluttering up and down, Xiang Zheng felt that it must be in great pain, as if tears would well up in its eyes.
"Be gentle! Be gentle." Xiang Zheng watched Yang Feng apply medicine and bandage to the deer, but he was worried that his bow hand was too strong and would cause more pain to the deer's injured leg.
It's hard for Yang Feng, a "fake good guy" who was instructed to injure the deer first and then had to take care of it himself, to become a "nurse" and have to put on a loving expression. Even he himself was scolding himself for being "hypocritical" ". He wondered in his mind, how could such a kind-hearted child be taught to kill?
"Okay! Yiga, you rescued a poor deer cub. So, my trip today is considered a worthwhile trip. How about just returning here?" Zhao Huai saw today's "hunting" activity , was abruptly transformed into a "charity" event, and I felt quite speechless, so I suggested that everyone go back to the city.
"I want to take him back to the city with me, is that okay?" Xiang Zheng stared at this beautiful fawn that had a small injury like him and was bandaged exactly the same. He loved it very much and was reluctant to part with it, so he raised his neck and asked Zhao pregnant.
"No! Think about it, you have your own mother, friends, and home. You also have your own husband and mother. They are still waiting for him to return, right? You don't I don’t want to be thrown alone into a place with no acquaintances. It’s so dangerous and sad, isn’t it? It’s not just Lu Zai, his mother will also go crazy if she can’t find him anywhere all day long!” Zhao Like a talkative old woman, Huai patiently accompanied the 8-year-old boy, telling 8-year-old fairy tales, making up a story about the fawn looking for its mother, and asking him not to take the injured deer home. If you can't find the deer all day long, you will go crazy.
"Oh! Just like Chong'er's mommy." Xiang Zheng had seen how crazy a mother who couldn't find her child would be. He immediately thought of Mrs. Xiang who was kicked out of the house. After three years, Before, after her son Cong'er was killed by rabies, before Xiang Zhong was brought back, Mrs. Xiang's crazy and barking behavior in front and back of the Xiang Mansion made only Five-year-old Xiang Zheng was truly frightened.
