Do you know: I’m Xu Jiazi

Lin Sushuang was not allowed to go to New Year's greetings, so she ate breakfast comfortably in her own courtyard, Lin Qige, with a big belly.

"I don't know if this baby will be a brother or a sister. It's better to be a brother. It will definitely surpass that Wei Ruixuan."

"Mom, please relax, I think there is a brother in your belly, ninety-nine percent of the time." The female envoy on the side said flatteringly.

"You are a considerate person. After some time, I asked the Lord to promote you to be my personal servant mother."

"Xue Niang thanked Madam."

Lin Sushuang didn't correct herself when she heard the name. She was minding her own business tending to the rare green plants at this time.

Chenshi (9 a.m.)

Shouantang,

Concubine Wei Shuyi stood behind the mistress Wang. Wang's belly was not as big as Lin Sushuang's, but her hands were used to protect her, so she obviously had a child.

During the Chinese New Year, the children and grandchildren of Sheng Hong's subordinate officials in Quanzhou's officialdom were coming to visit their elders' immediate superiors to pay New Year's greetings.

There are also some descendants of noble families and clans who have close ties with Yongyi Hou Mansion and will come to the old lady's yard to pay New Year's greetings.

After a tiring morning, the old lady was finally free.

"It's New Year's greetings, and I'm a little tired. You guys should go back."

Mrs. Sheng waved to Sheng Hong and his wife in the hall, and then returned to the back room with the support of Fang's mother.

Hua Lan, who was beside him, thoughtfully followed the old lady and left.

Ever since the Lin Sushuang incident happened, Mrs. Sheng has started to practice Qingdeng Ancient Buddha. In addition to giving Hualan food and drink, Mrs. Sheng has been fasting and chanting Buddha's name.

That is to say, the New Year atmosphere has made Shou'antang more lively. It is usually very deserted.

Perhaps it was due to the environment that Mrs. Sheng, who was in her fifties, looked like an old man in her sixties.

Looking at Sheng Hualan, who grew up in front of her and became more and more beautiful and generous, the old lady's eyes were full of love.

"Hua'er, come here, I will teach you how to read the account books from today on. Suqin, bring over the account books from the past few years at home."

"Yes." Fang's mother replied.

"Ru An, during this period, you should pay attention to some specialties of Quanzhou, and pick out a few good things. Pack them up and send them to Bianjing. Don't give them to Jiying Lane, but to the Hou Mansion on Quyuan Street. It's your Majesty's birthday. Don't miss it. The face of the Hou Mansion.

Also, prepare some money to give to the old people in Bianjing. "

The middle-aged female envoy on the side should be.

"Hua'er, look at it first, and ask me if you don't understand anything."

"Yes, Grandma."

Bianjing, Quyuan Street

The family members of the military attachés under Xu Minghua in the north came to pay New Year's greetings, so it was naturally very lively.

In the afternoon, Xu Zaiduan, the eldest son of the Hou Mansion, led four servants from the Hou Mansion, and at the end was a carriage pulling goods.

On the carriage were some coal, rice, noodles, and meat.

He wanted to go on behalf of his father to express condolences to the descendants of the soldiers of the Yongyi Hou Mansion.

The previous generations of Yongyi Marquis fought on the battlefield, and indispensable were the soldiers who died on the battlefield to protect the Yongyi Marquises. Many of the descendants of the soldiers include orphans and widows, and Yongyi Marquis placed them in the capital for easy care.

These descendants, who were smart, studious and well-connected, entered the government and worked as servants.

Some continued to join the army and fight for their lives;

Some do small business in Beijing,

Some entered the farm of the marquis near the capital and tended the fields.

Some suffered misfortunes and lost their incense.

Most of those who became servants and stewards were married into the Sheng family with the only daughter of Marquis Yongyi, and they had no worries about food and drink.

Those who stayed in the capital also came to express their thanks during the New Year and festivals for the rewards from the Marquis Mansion, which was considered to maintain the relationship with their ancestors.

Amidst the excitement, Xu Zaijing was thinking about other things. He stayed with Sun every day. He often listened to people's conversations in Ningyuan Marquis Mansion and Yongchang Earl Mansion, and knew that the emperor's life was approaching.

If you can give a satisfactory gift at the emperor's birthday banquet and make the emperor happy, you might be able to get some rewards. For example, Gu Er got the golden gun given by the emperor.

Even if there is no reward, a thoughtful gift can remind the emperor of your kindness and make the career of the elders in the family smoother.

So the next morning when Xu Zaijing was practicing martial arts with the groom from the Hou Mansion, Xu Zaijing was a little absent-minded.

Xu Zaijing's state was quickly noticed by the groom. He came up behind Xu Zaijing lamely and hit Xu Zaijing on the buttocks with a stick.

"If you don't practice attentively, you might as well just stay aside." The groom said hoarsely.

"Yes, Master, I was wrong." Xu Zaijing quickly stopped his thoughts and began to concentrate on practicing his marksmanship.

After Xu Zaijing finished practicing his marksmanship and stood in the open space practicing his crossbow, the groom asked while feeding the horse: "What were you thinking about just now? I have never seen you distracted after teaching you kung fu for so long."

"Go back to Master, I'm thinking about a birthday gift for His Majesty."

"Oh? You are a good and loyal minister."

"I also want to give His Majesty a satisfactory gift, hoping that it can help my father's career."

"Yes, he is also a good and filial son."

"I also want to leave an impression in His Majesty's mind and give myself some leverage in the future."

"Tsk, that's true."

"Master, I think you are also capable. Do you have any ideas?"

Xu Zaijing's lame master patted the horse's head, walked to Xu Zaijing's side and took a look at the archery target not far away and said:

"The fact that you can ride on your mount, be so accurate, and practice such archery skills, plus you are not very old, is auspicious, and it can be considered a good birthday gift."

"Really? Master?"

"Of course it's true. I see that your strength has increased a lot in the past few days, and you can use a larger hunting bow.

I will look for some good bows tomorrow. You have to focus on one bow to practice. You don’t have much time. If you can practice until you can hit wherever you point, you are considered accomplished. "

As Xu Zaijing listened to his master's words, an idea flashed in his mind, and he thought of something he saw in the video in his previous life.

Then he said: "Master, in addition to ordinary target hits, I was wondering if after hitting a target, I could trigger a mechanism to make other things fall or fly out. If I hit the ones coming out from behind, wouldn't it work? Isn’t it better?”

"Your idea is good, but it's too difficult. I don't recommend you practice this."

The groom took a breath and continued: "The time for things to fall is too short. If the speed of the arrow you shoot is too slow, even if you predict it, you will easily miss it."

"Master, if you can practice something of this difficulty, then as the third son of the Hou family, wouldn't I be more able to use it on the battlefield?"

"Okay, that's up to you."

"Thank you Master!"

After Xu Zaijing finished speaking, his master said nothing and looked at his nephew Qingyun not far away. After thinking for a while, he waved to Qingyun and said: "Go to the martial arts field and get a shield."

"yes."

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Since you are determined to be on the battlefield, it is natural to train a bodyguard for you. From now on, when you practice archery, you must let Qingyun stand in front of the target!"

Xu Zaijing: "Huh?"

But he was thinking in his heart, is this person's thinking so advanced?

Isn’t this a modern trust shot?

The kind where the comrades stand next to the target and the comrades shoot at the target;

Still a few hundred meters away, I huddled under the armpit of a plastic target mannequin to simulate being held hostage, and asked my comrades to shoot the plastic mannequin in the head.

This not only exercises the psychological quality of the person facing the shooting, but also exercises the psychological quality of the shooter.

The training methods are advanced, but the purpose of training is to achieve the same goal through different paths.

If the tooth soldiers are afraid of feather arrows, how can they protect their generals?

On second thought, the ancients may have had less knowledge.

But the ancient people were never stupid. If they were, they would have been wiped out by natural and man-made disasters long ago.

If there are any typos, dear readers, please catch them.

If there are any inaccuracies or ambiguities, readers are invited to point them out.