Chapter 42: Be Prepared

Style: Historical Author: Li PoshanWords: 2290Update Time: 24/01/18 17:13:13
"My boss is back, open the door quickly!"

The village door opened wide instantly, and the people on the carriage, including Xu Mu, all looked downcast.

"Li Dawan, you also saw that the road to Hezhou was also blocked." Xu Mu sighed. To be honest, he was really unwilling to leave these three ancestors in Zhuangzi.

"It's a small bowl!" the little scholar said angrily, shook his sleeves twice, and walked towards the head of the house.

Fan Gu and Wang Yun, who were behind, did not dare to stay any longer and chased after him in a few steps.

"Brother Mu, just throw it out to feed the wolves." Si Hu said in a consistent tone. What time was it, and there were three more people who were causing trouble.

"Don't talk nonsense."

The two hundred taels of silver still bulging in his arms made Xu Mu feel hotter and hotter.

"Xu Lang, it's time to eat."

Not long after, Jiang Caiwei ran over and spoke with a blushing face.

Xu Mu nodded and walked forward, only to find that at some point, grilled fish, fish soup, and taro soup sprinkled with shredded meat were already on the kitchen table.

Needless to say, this is all due to Jiang Caiwei.

"Xu Lang, I will help you make soup."

"Ouch, who will give me Sihu some soup!"



Two days later, the spring rain started falling again. But even so, many people in Zhuangzi put on coir raincoats and continued to strengthen the wooden walls according to Xu Mu's instructions.

Even the two huge village doors were specially covered with a thick layer of wood.

"My boss has built two more archery towers." Chen Sheng ran to Xu Mu and said happily.

In addition to the previous four, there are now six buildings in the small wine shop, which is enough to handle many things.

"Where's the longbow?"

This is what Xu Mu is most concerned about.

"I've been working hard these past few days. It's time to have thirty."

However, the number of people was too small, so Xu Mu's final plan was to use hundreds of longbows.

"Chen Sheng, go and call everyone in the village."

"Sir, do you want those village women to shout too?"

"Shout."

Picking up a long bow, Xu Mu looked solemn.

If you really want to be trapped in the village and have no way to go to Hezhou, you can only think of a way to protect Zhuangzi first.

Not long after, the open space in the middle was bustling with people, except for the three scholars.

There were many old people and village women in the crowd, and even a few children came with them, hugging their mother's hand.

"Everyone should have heard that the situation outside Zhuangzi is very bad. People are dying every day."

Xu Mu paused and saw a look of fear in many people's eyes.

Not only is there a fear of death, there is also a fear of future life.

"My boss has a plan. From today on, everyone in the village will help protect the village. When the bandits come, they will fight the bandits. When the wolves come, they will fight the wolves."

"My parents are old and my children are still young. If we want to survive, we can only rely on our own hands."

"Everyone steps forward and takes a long bow."

The crowd did not dare to move. In the end, Xiniang was the one who hit the head, stepped forward and picked up a long bow.

Not long after, more and more people followed the action, and out of more than thirty longbows, only a few were left in the blink of an eye.

"Master, this longbow is too long, how can they pull it?"

"Of course I know." Xu Mu didn't have any surprises. In fact, the height of these long bows has been shortened a lot, about 1.78 meters, but according to the real height of the long bows, it must be at least more than two meters.

"I will teach you how to play the strings. Separate ten people first and wait aside."

"Holding the bow with both hands——"

There is no way to draw a bow like this. Chen Sheng and others twitched their mouths and held the bows with both hands, wondering how to string the bow.

"bend over."

In the field, nearly a dozen people, including village women and a few old and weak men, were all bending over in panic.

"Xu, Brother Xu, my waist is broken, how about I serve as a staff strategist?" You Wencai gasped, holding the long bow and begging.

In order not to be kicked out of Zhuangzi, he carried wood for several days and almost broke his back from exhaustion.

"Si Hu, throw this man out." Xu Mu just uttered this sentence. You Wencai, who was chattering endlessly, was so frightened that he hurriedly retracted his body and hugged the long bow tightly.

"Bending down, he stepped out with one leg and stepped on the bowstring."

"Straighten your back and pick up the string!"

Whoosh.

The ten women straightened their bodies one after another, raised their hands, and stretched the strings of their long bows to the maximum.

"The people from the other group took over the longbow."

The other ten people waiting aside hurriedly took two steps forward and carefully took the long bow with its string stretched out.

However, the strength is a bit weak, and most of them are held crookedly.

This kind of bow shooting technique makes big men like Chen Sheng excited. Even if they are in a group of two, there will be many more archers in Zhuangzi.

"Chen Sheng, starting today, let them stop practicing small bows and all practice long bows."

If he had enough time, Xu Mu would be eager to do it step by step, but now, the time left for Xujiazhuang is getting less and less.

"What are they doing?" Sitting in front of the wooden house, Wang Yun glanced at the thick bowl in his hand, and only picked some fish to eat. The rest was mushy, which made people feel sick, so he simply threw it aside.

"Practice your bow." The little scholar also held a thick bowl. After forcing himself to take two mouthfuls, his face instantly turned blue. After spitting out all the food, he gasped for air.

"I'm waiting in the city. I'm happy every day at the Qingguan. Where can I eat these dog foods?"

"That's you, I didn't go." The little scholar wiped his mouth, raised his head, and looked curiously at the figure commanding the villagers in the night.

"Fan Gu, what kind of person do you think this Master Xu is?"

"There is something extraordinary about it. I used to collect rent with my uncle, and I have been to many villages. I have never seen anything so strange."

"strangeness?"

"Ordinary Zhuangzi would be frightened and run for his life when encountering bandits. How dare he fight bandits?"

"So?" The little scholar frowned.

"So it might be much safer for the three of us to follow him."

The little scholar pursed his lips, "Can he be better than the officials in the city? If Wangzhou City is unsealed, no matter what, we still have to go back to the city. That dog official of Wangzhou dares to kill me again Just push him out and I'll let my dad kill him!"

Fan Gu and Wang Yun looked frightened and laughed in panic.

"Go tell Xu, my aunt is feeling hot and needs to take a bath now!" The little scholar had just finished shouting carelessly when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"My lord...want to wash yourself with incense?"

"Well."

Fan Gu ran out in a hurry.

"Master Xu, the bowl was already dirty. Please prepare some hot water. It would be better if you have some Polyporus luteum paste."

Polyporus polyporus is a favorite cleaning ointment used by rich people for bathing. Ordinary people mostly only use cheap things like soap locust.

Xu Mu was so upset that he said, "You can use cold water for yourself, hot water costs five taels."

Fan Gu was slightly unhappy, took five taels from his arms, threw them into Xu Mu's hands, and then turned and left.

"Fifty taels of silver?" The little scholar jumped angrily, "I've asked about it before, this Xu Fangzhu used to be a stickman, and sure enough, he's a rotten-hearted guy!"

It was a cool night and Xu Mu sneezed unconsciously. He turned around and found the little scholar in front of the wooden house looking at him again with an angry look on his face.

Startled for a moment, Xu Mu took out the dagger from his arms and shook it a few times.

The little scholar turned pale with fright, knocked over two piles of firewood, and then ran into the house.