Chapter 187 Sling

Style: Historical Author: Chris WebberWords: 1939Update Time: 24/02/20 15:07:49
"Okay, okay!" When Wang Pu heard that he was hungry, he immediately panicked and hurriedly said: "If I don't go home, how about staying in Dinglin Temple?"

"It's not enough to just stay, you have to learn from me!" Wang Peng shouted: "This kind of opportunity only comes once in a few lifetimes. If you miss it, don't talk about me, even the ancestors underground will not let you go!"

"Yes, yes!" Wang Pu nodded repeatedly: "Brother, you asked me to study hard, but what should I study?"

"What to study?" Wang Peng was asked for a moment. He had never been to Sixian City in his life, but once heard a village gentleman mention it in a casual chat: The golden Bodhisattva statue is so tall that people look up to it. There are pagodas with sore necks, tracts of monasteries, and great monks dressed in silk and satin. As for the knowledge imparted in them, even the master may not know about it, but it must be extremely excellent.

"I'm going to learn whatever I'm taught, why do I need to ask?" Wang Peng gave Yao Di another surprise: "Just study hard, you talk too much!"

"Ouch!" Wang Pu's forehead was already red. He didn't dare to cry out for pain. He only dared to nod his head repeatedly, cursing in his heart: "Brother is so unreasonable. He obviously doesn't know it, but he hits someone! I hope this will happen." The monks in the Lin Temple should not be as unreasonable as my elder brother, otherwise I will have my forehead broken!"

Birds were chirping loudly on the oak trees beside the road. Wang Pu quickly took out a smooth pebble from the pocket on his waist, took off the sling rope tied to his wrist, put the pebble into the leather bag, and rotated it vigorously above his head. After a few turns, the end of the rope was suddenly released, and only a shrill bird song was heard, and the bird fell from the tree. Wang Pu stepped forward to pick up the fallen bird and ran back: "Brother, this is a turtle dove. It's quite fat. We will have broth to drink tonight!"

"Okay, okay!" Wang Peng was overjoyed and took the turtle dove: "Yes, it is quite fat, weighing half a catty. We have two legs, one for each of us!"

"Hey!" Wang Pu said happily: "Brother, please lower your voice. These turtle doves come in groups. If one of them flies back later, we might be able to share one for dinner!"

"Okay, you brat, you've grown up!" Wang Peng patted Wang Pu on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Finally, my elder brother's love for you has not been in vain!"

Laughter came from the side, and then a gentle and majestic voice came from behind Wang Peng: "Young man, did you knock this bird down from the tree?"

Wang Peng turned around and knelt down quickly. Unexpectedly, a group of people had already stood behind him. He was tall and tall as he spoke, with high cheekbones, a thick beard connected to his temples, and a pair of bright black eyes. , wearing a round-collared robe commonly worn by military attachés in the Tang Dynasty, a silver-studded belt hanging around his waist, and a brown mantou on his head, surrounded by more than ten people on both sides, including people from the Tang Dynasty, Baekje people, and a monk.

"That's right, I've shot down the ones I've shot down. Right now, I'm only sure of shooting down the ones stuck on the tree. In two years' time, I'll be able to shoot down even the ones flying in the sky!"

"Oh? But I didn't see the bow and arrow. What did you use to shoot it down?" asked the Tang military attache.

"Use this!" Wang Pu stretched out his right hand, revealing the sling in his hand. Wang Peng, who was kneeling on the ground, quickly grabbed Yao Di's collar, pulled it down hard, and shouted: "Fourth, kneel down quickly, this is a nobleman of the Tang Dynasty! "

"Use a sling? Did you do it yourself? What a skill!" The Tang Dynasty military attache smiled and said: "Let's all get up and talk! It seems that you came to Dinglin Temple to study, right? Is this boy your son? What are your names? name?"

"Report to the noble Lord!" Wang Peng kowtowed, then stood up carefully and bowed his head: "I did send him to Dinglin Temple to study, but he is not my son, but my fourth brother. , my name is Wang Peng, and his name is Wang Pu! My son is too young to come!"

"It's a coincidence that my surname is Wang, the same as mine!" The nobleman smiled, took out a handful of meat from his waist, and threw it to Wang Pu: "This money is for you. You are good at using the sling. You must practice hard from now on!”

"Thank you, noble man!" Wang Peng hurriedly picked up the copper coins and pulled Wang Pu to kowtow twice. The group of people walked away before he stood up. Wang Pu looked at the copper coins in Wang Peng's hand with greedy eyes: "Brother, How much did the noble man reward us?"

"There must be about twenty of them!" Wang Peng counted them and said with a smile: "But they are all of good quality, and they cost five baht each. This noble man is really generous!"

"Brother, can you give me a few?" Wang Pu said with a smile: "Ordinarily, this noble man is going to reward me!" He carefully looked at Wang Peng's face: "How about just one, and it's good luck!"

"That brat is quite greedy!" Wang Peng looked at Yao Di and raised his hand to give him a slap. After thinking about it, he took his hand back and picked out two copper coins of poor quality and threw them to Wang Pu: " Here are two for you, put them away, don’t lose them!”

"Hey!" Wang Pu happily put away the copper coins and suddenly asked: "Brother, do you know who that noble man is?"

"How do I know? He only said that he is from the same clan as us, and his surname should also be Wang!" Wang Peng thought for a while: "There are not many people in the Tang Dynasty who speak Baekje so well and are surnamed Wang. There are not many people in Sixi City. You are in Dinglin Temple , there should be a chance to meet him!"

"That's great. He is so generous. If he rewards me so much every time, wouldn't I be able to get rich soon?" Wang Pu thought in a reverie.

"You brat!" Wang Peng exclaimed again: "I only remember that the noble man rewarded you with money, but I forgot that the noble man told you to be a good student. If you meet someone next time and you fail in the test, you won't be rewarded with money, but there will be plenty of whips!"

"Don't worry about this big brother!" Wang Pu said with a smile: "I'll just pay for the rest. I've been playing with this sling since I was a child. Even if the noble man doesn't tell me, I will practice it well!"

"That's okay! It's getting late, let's go to the temple to sign up first!"

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"Sanlang, why are you so generous today? Rewarding that boy so much money?" Cui Hongdu asked. In informal situations, he still used to call Wang Wenzuo "Sanlang".

"Hongdu, do you still remember Han Changlue?"

"Of course I remember. That guy was a little bald. He was the best at using a spear among our group. It's a pity that he died in-" At this point, Cui Hongdu scratched the back of his head: "Where did he die? What do I think?" Can’t get up?”

"He died when he was besieged by Baekje thieves on the way to Jinhyeon City when we were on our way to aid!" Shen Fengseng on the side interjected: "He was also unlucky. We didn't lose many people in that battle, but it was him!"

"Yes, that's that time!" Cui Hongdu slapped his forehead: "He probably didn't worship the Bodhisattva before that expedition. Otherwise, if he had lived to this day, he would have become a cavalry captain after accumulating merit!"

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