Chapter 51

When the wedding procession arrived at the Liu family's gate, the sky was already bright.

There were already many people waiting at the gate. Zhang Xiaohua led the horse to the front of the crowd before stopping.

When Zhang Xiaolong got off the horse, Zhang Xiaohua handed the horse's reins to the Liu family members who came over.

Everyone cupped their hands to Zhang Xiaolong and said, "Groom, congratulations, congratulations."

Zhang Xiaolong also happily returned everyone's greeting. Then, everyone opened up a path. Zhang Xiaohua looked up and saw a wooden shelf next to the gate. On the shelf, there was a bow.

This was the custom of the countryside. The first thing the groom did when he got married was to shoot three arrows into the sky at the bride's gate. It meant to drive away all the evil spirits. In the past, when other people were getting married, they had seen this before. However, although Zhang Xiaolong's arm injury was healed, the work in the field was still a problem. How could he draw the bow and shoot arrows?

It seemed that this matter could only be done by the best man, Zhang Xiaohua. However, Zhang Xiaohua was only a twelve or thirteen year old child. Letting him draw the bow was too far-fetched. Everyone looked at each other.

Zhang Xiaolong thought about it and walked forward, preparing to take the bow. Zhang Xiaohua was anxious. She quickly rushed forward and pulled her brother, saying, "Big brother, your arm just healed. How can you pull this thing?

If there is any injury, wouldn't all the previous efforts be wasted? Let me do it. "

Zhang Xiaolong smiled and said, "It's okay. It's just drawing the bow and shooting. I still have the strength.

You're still young. How can you draw the bow and shoot arrows? "

Zhang Xiaohua also smiled and said, "Big brother, you're looking down on me. I can work in the field myself. How can I not have the strength? Let me try. If I can't do it, you can do it. We won't lose face, don't you think?"

Zhang Xiaolong thought about it and agreed. Anyway, the best man did things for the groom during the wedding. If Xiaohua really couldn't draw the bow, then he could only do it himself. Mr. Liu probably knew that his arm wasn't good enough. The bow on the shelf should be a soft bow that didn't need too much strength to draw.

Zhang Xiaohua walked to the shelf and took the big bow from the shelf that was as tall as him. He felt that it was very heavy. He had never used a bow before, so he thought that all bows were very heavy, so he didn't care. Then, he picked up an arrow without an arrowhead from the shelf and put it on the bow. He turned around and asked Zhang Xiaolong, "Big Brother, where should I shoot?"

Zhang Xiaolong pointed to the sky outside the village and said, "Over there."

Zhang Xiaohua agreed and imitated the way he used to look at people. He got into a horse stance and then faced the sky and pulled the bowstring with all his strength. However, the bowstring was very tight. Zhang Xiaohua pulled it about 85% full and he couldn't pull it anymore. He couldn't help but blush. Normally, he should release his hand and shoot the arrow. But this was his first time shooting an arrow. Moreover, he used to see others pull the bowstring like a full moon, so he thought that it must be completely pulled. So, he took a deep breath and moved his two arms. Sure enough, he felt a force coming from his arms. He shouted and the bow was immediately pulled into a full moon shape. He confidently looked at the morning glow outside the village and released the tight bowstring. The arrow flew out like a meteor with a "sou" sound. Looking at the arrow flying far away, Zhang Xiaohua felt a sense of joy in his heart.

Zhang Xiaohua used the same method for the remaining two arrows and shot them far away from Eight Mile Gorge. After the three arrows were shot, Zhang Xiaohua felt that his arms were sore and numb. He couldn't lift the bow and couldn't put it back on the shelf. At this time, everyone was applauding and praising Zhang Xiaohua's strength. Only Zhang Xiaolong saw the abnormality. He quickly walked in front of Zhang Xiaohua and took the bow. He was about to put it back on the shelf, but unexpectedly, his hand felt heavy. He quickly exerted some strength and caught it. Zhang Xiaolong was very surprised in his heart. Why is this flexible bow so heavy?

However, at this time, everyone had already surrounded him. He didn't have time to think carefully and just put the bow on the shelf. He was surrounded by people and walked into the Liu family's courtyard, leaving the bow alone on the shelf.

Just as Zhang Xiaolong was being crowded into the Liu family's courtyard, Hunter Zhang at the north end of Eight Mile Gorge was packing up and preparing to go hunting in the mountains.

He walked into the small house where he kept the bow and arrows. Not long after, he came out in a flustered and exasperated manner and asked his wife, "Boy's Mother, where did the bow on the shelf go?"

His wife asked curiously, "Which bow?

How would I know? I've never entered that small house. "

Hunter Zhang was anxious and said, "It's the five-picul bow that was passed down from my ancestors. It was on the top of the shelf on the right.

I saw it the day before yesterday, but it's gone today. Could it be that there was a thief at home yesterday? "

His wife was preparing breakfast on the stove when she suddenly remembered something and hurriedly ran out, saying, "I remember now. Boy's Father, Teacher Liu sent someone to borrow a flexible bow yesterday. It must be for his son-in-law today. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to draw it, so he specifically asked for it. At that time, I was packing the child's clothes, so I asked someone to get it himself. I remember you said that there was one on the shelf that you made for fun, so I told him."

Hunter Zhang asked, "Did you see it when he took it out?"

His wife said shamefully, "He did tell me, but wasn't it just a toy that you made blindly? I was too lazy to look at it, so I let him take it away."

Hunter Zhang immediately scolded, "You prodigal woman, you didn't even take a good look at what you borrowed. He took away our ancestral bow, and you were too lazy to look at it. Moreover, Teacher Liu has always been very good to us. All the children in our village were taught by him. There must be a reason why he specially came to borrow a flexible bow. Look at you now, you gave him a bow that no one has been able to draw for more than ten years. Aren't you purposely making him lose face?

I'll see how I'll deal with you when I come back.

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After saying that, Hunter Zhang hurriedly ran out in a panic.

When he ran to the Liu family's main gate, Zhang Xiaolong and the others had already entered the courtyard. The strong bow that had been passed down from his ancestors was placed on the shelf at the entrance. In his opinion, it must have been thrown there because no one had been able to draw it. At this moment, he just happened to see someone poking his head out from the Liu family's main gate. He said thoughtfully, "Liu San 'er, tell Teacher Liu that I'm taking this bow and arrow."

The person inside responded, "Okay, got it."

Hunter Zhang hurriedly took the bow and hugged it to his chest like it was a treasure. He hurriedly left with a guilty look on his face, afraid that someone would stop him and scold him for using a bow that no one had been able to draw. With his mind preoccupied, he did not notice that the three arrows without arrowheads that should have been placed on the shelf had all disappeared.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaolong, accompanied by Zhang Xiaohua, had already walked to the door of Liu Qian's boudoir. According to the village's rules, if the groom wanted the bride to open the door, he must answer the bride's question. Only when the answer was satisfactory could the groom open the door. In fact, most of the people who asked questions were the bridesmaids and the others. The bride would not make things difficult for her future husband.

Zhang Xiaolong was also facing the same problem now. Mr. Liu had always treated people with poetry and literature. Most of the people in this courtyard were also scholars. There was not a single person who knew martial arts. Otherwise, Zhang Xiaohua's shocking three arrows would not have gone unnoticed.

Although Mr. Liu had told his friends and students in advance that his son-in-law came from a peasant background and they should not make things too difficult for him, to be honest, Mr. Liu's smart and virtuous daughter had more than one or two people in mind. Today, she was actually married by someone who was not in her circle. There were a few guests who felt indignant in their hearts. However, of course, they could not be very obvious in front of Mr. Liu. There were a few nosy people who were thinking about how to make things difficult for Zhang Xiaolong on the bride's issue. Liu Yueyue was of course Liu Qian's bridesmaid. This girl had always been a person who was not afraid of trouble. Moreover, she never thought before doing things. Thus, her first question was: Let Zhang Xiaolong write a few words to show off his calligraphy.

When this question came out, Liu Qian, who was in the boudoir, glared at Liu Yueyue and asked, "Whose idea was this?

Why didn't you tell me? "

Liu Yueyue said in a sweet voice, "Sister, it was a group of people outside who said it. It's okay to make brother-in-law lose face now. It's also good to urge him to learn calligraphy properly in the future. What do you think?"

Liu Qian smiled bitterly in her heart. What can I say?

Your question has already come out. Can I take it back?

Sigh, I just don't know if Xiaolong will blame me in the future.

Mr. Liu's face in the hall was also a bit ugly. This was obviously making things difficult for his son-in-law. However, marriage was about liveliness. No matter how much nonsense they made, they could not be blamed. It was better to see how Zhang Xiaolong would deal with it. If he really could not do it, he would just write something. It was not a big deal.

After all, it was not a big deal anyway. Zhang Xiaolong and his brother's faces were also very strange. What they were afraid of came true. Zhang Xiaolong sighed in his heart. He walked forward and prepared to write a few words to deal with it. At this time, Zhang Xiaohua once again pulled her elder brother's arm and said, "Don't be impatient, elder brother. Let me try."

"You, can you do it?" Zhang Xiaolong was a bit doubtful.

Zhang Xiaohua patted his hand and said, "It's still the same words. If I can't do it, you try again."

Zhang Xiaohua walked forward and said to everyone, "Everyone, it's still the same old words. My elder brother's arm injury has not healed yet. Let me write this for him."

After he finished speaking, he walked in front of the prepared ink and paper. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He raised his head and said, "Everyone, for today's liveliness, we will not use this ink and paper."

Everyone asked curiously, "Then what should we use?"

Zhang Xiaohua asked, "Is there a ready-made mop?

Today, I will use the mop to write a few big words for everyone. "

"Mop?

How do you write it? "Someone asked curiously.

While they were talking, someone had already brought the mop over. Zhang Xiaohua found a basin and poured the ground ink into it. She then placed the mop into the basin and dipped it in. She held the mop with both hands and carefully pondered in her heart. She picked up the mop and wrote two big words on the limestone slab in Mister Liu's courtyard: "Misty".

These two words were written in an ancient style. It was very elegant and full of charm. Zhang Xiaohua wrote it in one go, causing the surrounding people to be stunned.

In the hall, Mister Liu heard the commotion outside and suddenly came out of the hall. When he saw the two words on the limestone slab, he did not say anything. He carefully thought about it and was also stunned.

Speaking of "Misty", these two words were originally the words on the token. That day, after Zhang Xiaohua asked someone to recognize it, she had simulated, tasted, and practiced more than once how to write it. Other words, such as "Zhang Xiaohua", he would not be able to write it no matter what. However, these two words had already been deeply engraved into her heart. Naturally, she could write it at her fingertips. Of course, because she did not have the ability to enter the school, she would definitely be ridiculed if she wrote with a brush. But using a mop to write, she naturally did not have to worry about things like technique.

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