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Chapter 005 Non-mainstream education

With the direction, Liang Xiao suddenly felt that the future was bright. He was really excited for a while before he could barely calm down. He cleaned the fish, folded the willow branches and picked it up. Mama Liang had already boiled a pot of boiling water and threw the fish into the pot. It took a short time to prepare a pot of fragrant fish soup.

The mother and son happily ate. Mama Liang packed the pots and bowls and prepared to weave brocades. Liang Xiao also followed. Mama Liang was very strange. "Xiao'er, why don't you go to rest?"

Liang Xiao looked at my mother secretly and said tentatively: "Mother, what do you think I can be appointed as a marquis and general?"

Mama Liang glanced at him and burst into laughter. "You have finally played enough of this trick, and have you remembered the serious business?"

Liang Xiao was ashamed. Hearing this, I knew all the things I did before. "I know this... my mother knows?"

"You are the flesh that fell from my stomach. I pulled you up with shit and pee. How can I not know what you did?"

"Then... why don't you talk about me?" Liang Xiao was a little anxious. What a mother, she didn't care about her son's random actions, and didn't say that she moved like Mencius' mother, or tattooed like Yue Fei's mother, at least you have to teach me the right path.

"A little trick is a bit naughty, not a big deal." Mama Liang said indifferently while tidying up the loom: "My mother doesn't expect you to be a farmer in the field. It's not good to be too honest and easily bullied. In the future, she will be inseparable from joining the army, fighting in battles, and being injured and bloody. Now fighting and stealing tombs will also exercise your courage."

Liang Xiao is so stupid. What kind of tutor is this? It is definitely not mainstream. She can't really travel through time, right?

"My mother, then you tell me, how can I be a marquis? There are so many people who can actually make contributions, and most of them have become cannon fodder."

"Cannon fodder?" Mama Liang glanced at Liang Xiao. "Where did you learn this new word?"

Liang Xiao smiled. "I mean, if I don't have the ability to do so, I'm afraid I'll be killed if I can't wait to make a contribution..."

"Bah!" Mama Liang spat on the ground hard and cursed: "What are you talking about like this little trick? How can you curse yourself to die?"

"Hehe, I can't even think about it, so I have to be capable. Mother, what are my abilities?"

"It goes without saying that you can tell by looking at your arms. You are born to be a good person, and making contributions in the future is not a trivial matter."

Liang Xiao's heart moved. "Mother, who is my father? Why have you never heard you mention him? You are so sure that I have the talent for archery. Is it because he has such a pair of arms and is good at archery?"

Liang's face darkened, without saying a word, sat in front of the loom, and became busy on his own.

Liang Xiao was a little embarrassed and sat in front of the loom awkwardly, staring at the weaving shuttle flying in his mother's hands, motionless. He and his mother depended on each other for so many years and knew their nature. She looked soft on the outside and strong on the inside. She couldn't ask what she refused to say.

However, he was even more curious. Liang Xiao was only interested in playing and never cared about these issues, and even deliberately avoided mentioning them. However, he was different. He was very curious about this issue.

There is no way, this is an era of fighting for fathers. If there is a good father, he would not have to work so hard. He could be a second-generation official.

However, if dad is not a good dad, that's troublesome enough.

According to the laws of the Han Dynasty, the basic conditions for entering the official career were good families. To become a good family, there are two conditions: one is that the family income is above the middle family, that is, children from poor families are not considered good families. The other is that the family background is innocent, the direct elders are not in a lowly family, and there is no criminal record.

Among these two conditions, the first one has a problem and still has a chance to solve it. Maybe it will be solved by making a fortune. The latter one is very troublesome, basically it is a lifelong imprint and cannot be shaken off.

Looking at the expression of his mother Liang Mama, Liang Xiao became a little worried. My father is not a cheater, right? If that is the case, then don’t want to. I didn’t care about him and didn’t want to be implicated by him. Anyway, everyone is not very familiar with him.

Seeing that his son was dazed, Mama Liang said, "Is there anything wrong? Go to bed quickly. It's time to grow up, so you can't stay up late."

Liang Xiao was stunned and then smiled and said, "No, mother, I want to practice my eyesight. To be an archer, you need to have good eyes first. I want to learn from the ancients and use your loom to practice my eyesight."

"Use a loom to practice your eyesight?" Liang Magazine was skeptical. "Which ancient man said it?"

Liang Xiao smiled. He didn't even know this. It seemed that I didn't seem to have traveled through time.

While thinking about his thoughts, Liang Xiao stared at the weaving shuttle in my mother's hand, hoping to see the movement of weaving shuttle clearly like Ji Chang. Prisoner Huan Jun said that if you want to practice first-class archery, you must have a pair of good eyes first. If you don't have talent, no matter how he practices, you will never become a real archer.

However, Liang Xiao soon discovered that the reason why the archer is awesome is because of its rareness. After staring at the weaving shuttle for a while, his eyes felt sore and tears flowing. When Mama Liang saw it, she thought he missed his biological father, so she burst into tears. She couldn't help but burst into tears, but she still refused to say that she just knocked the loom to make a clang.

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The next day, Liang Xiao finished washing up early and did not go out to play as usual. He first picked up the broom, swept the yard clean, then brought out the wooden basin, fetched the water for washing, and placed it in the corridor. Then he started practicing arrows in the yard seriously.

When he shot out the 321st arrow, the window of the east wing was pushed open, revealing the prisoner's sleepy face.

"Stop practicing, it's useless to disturb people's dreams."

Liang Xiao quickly put down the crossbow, picked up the water that had been prepared long ago, walked into the east wing room quickly, and said with a smile: "Have you woke up? Please wash up. My mother has prepared food for Huan Jun and dared not use it first, so she will wait for Huan Jun to be promoted."

"Why is it that boy is arrogant at first but respectful at the same time?" The prisoner lay lazily on the bed, yawning with his eyes and yawning.

"One does not seek wealth, two does not harm your life." Liang Xiao glanced at the prisoner intentionally or unintentionally and smiled silently. "You don't have to worry about this."

The prisoner was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing. "Then what are you planning for so attentive? Could it be that you want to plan for my shooting skills?"

Liang Xiao shook his head. "Boy is not talented, I want to regret Huan Jun."

"oh?"

"Wang Jun has a brilliant craftsmanship, but he has a secret pearl and wasted his life and has not even had a successor. Isn't that a pity?"

The prisoner's eyes shrank slightly, and after a moment, he chuckled again: "Who said I have no successor? I have a son, but I have been wandering for many years and don't know life and death. If you can help me find his whereabouts, I might be able to teach you something real."

He glanced at Liang Xiao with disdain: "If you want to become a real ejaculator, don't practice it for the time being, your method is harmful and useless."

Liang Xiao was stunned and his heart skipped a beat. "How old is your son?"

"When I was guilty, he was seven years old, and now he should be... twenty-three."

Liang Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

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