After chopping firewood all morning, Yongen came home panting with a basket of firewood on his back. He stacked the firewood one by one and started to make a fire for cooking. His mother Wen Lu would not come back with dry food for dinner. He needed to feed his hungry
I and my brother Yasuo went to eat at Myvatn Lake.
The old man's words were still fresh in his mind. Yong'en, who was fanning the fire under the earthen stove, couldn't help but feel a little moved.
The empire is not as important as a growling stomach. If the elder named Souma really takes a fancy to him, he might be able to pay for food and clothing by himself, which would relieve his mother of a lot of burden.
The most important thing is that if the people in the village are as hostile to the empire as usual, the swordsman will definitely not be popular, and there will not be too many children who want to join the dojo.
Wanting to take on a disciple but not having many choices, this was an opportunity for Yongen.
"How about calling Yasuo and letting him try it too? Maybe Yasuo will become more sensible after entering the dojo."
Just when Yongen was staring at the blazing stove fire, the kitchen door was pushed open. Yongen turned his head, only to see his brother sitting with his legs crossed with a swollen right side of his face.
On the stool, his clothes were in tatters, like a little beggar.
"Brother, is the food ready? I'm almost starving to death."
Seeing Yongen frowning with charcoal dust on his face, Yasuo quickly lowered his crossed legs, put his two skinny little hands on his thighs, and sat upright.
I still have to give my brother some face, otherwise there will be nothing to eat.
Outside the village, there seems to be a shortage of hatchets...
"He also saw what was going on. I decided to leave tomorrow. It's better not to delay the matter. You go first, and he followed, and behaved rudely and obediently."
The villagers gathered around him complicatedly agreed. Suma, who was not interested in chatting, casually said to his fellow villagers, and immediately there was no woman to tell his son what to do.
Especially outside the crowd, I have caught Gus.
At this moment, Yasuo's gaze melts under the wooden pile. The wooden pile is covered with scars and is like my life. I can only stand here and face the violent storm from life in silence. Is it possible to fight back?
I can only endure it silently.
"obedient."
"Go to sleep, and you can go together after you fall asleep."
"After the beating, I got up, but the grandson shouted, Belloc, Warner and all the bastards came... You have a discounted stick, you have fucked us, if you don't have a harder one
Sticks and fame can beat us down!"
"Little Master Suma, how is your son? Does he have no talent for practicing swordsmanship?"
It was the same as the children who tried the sword later. At that time, no one had the concept of "touch" or "smash" in their mind.
"sleep."
Holding her brother's restless hand, Liu Ying followed the crowd and moved backwards, arriving at her destination very slowly.
"You are a material for martial arts training..."
Under Yasuo's gaze, Gus stood up proudly with his chest raised, came behind the wooden stake, and said silently.
Liu Ying's head shook like a rattle.
The wooden knife was lighter than expected. Liu Ying took a deep breath, shouted, and regarded the wooden stake as his mortal enemy Gus, swinging it and hitting it hard.
After arriving at the wooden pile alone, Yasuo and I were the same child who directly took the sword to chop the wooden pile. He first bowed to Elder Suma who was sitting under the main seat with his eyes narrowed, and then asked my wind-controlling elder.
The swordsman nodded humbly or arrogantly, and finally took the wooden sword respectfully with both hands and said thank you to the wind-controlling swordsman beside him.
The wooden sword hit the wooden stake with its blade crooked, and he was distracted because of the pain in his buttocks. Yongen was able to hold the wooden sword tightly under the reaction force, and watched helplessly as the wooden sword came out of his hand and flew towards the wind-controlling swordsman on the side.
"Thank you, brother."
The situation seemed to be as bad as I imagined. Even Yeorman, who clamored every day to join the militia and kill the imperial barbarians, brought my eldest son with him. His face was as gloomy as a chrysanthemum smile, saying that he wanted to
Fight to the death with the empire?
"It's up to you to apologize. What did he apologize for?"
"I can even hold the sword in my hand firmly. I am not so violent at this age. Even if I have no grudge against Liu Ying, I should still influence myself on such an important occasion... Oh, the last one."
The stake is myself, but my hand is the heaviest.
Lingkong grabbed the wooden sword that almost hit him in the face. The wind swordsman's face was so evil, and Yongen's father's face was as white as the bottom of a pot. He secretly cursed the dead child Gus for affecting his son's abnormal performance.
Orphans and widowed mothers are destined to be bullied at will if there is no upbeat woman outside the family, and they will have no way to hold their heads high in life.
"A child uses ease and his own understanding to break the sword in his hand."
More and more people are trying, and only eight of the dozens of children have been approved. The screening process is far more tolerant than expected. At most, Yasuo can see that these behaviors are considered to have no talent for swordsmanship in the eyes of Elder Suma.
.
"With all due respect, his son is not suitable for swordsmanship.
Nodding with satisfaction, Souma was ready to disperse before getting Yasuo.
"Young swordsman? Just forget it."
Liu Ying took a closer look and immediately lowered her voice and gritted her teeth.
Who wants to try? Go get the wooden sword, that's the only way, use your knowledge of the sword to attack the wooden stake."
"No one wants to try it yet?"
Liu Ying shook her head.
Next to the middle-aged woman were eight teenage men wearing kendo robes, each with a real sword. They all looked majestic and aspirational.
Amid the surprised gazes of others, Suma, who had always spoken about the topic in question, spoke for the first time.
Finally, she glanced at her excited brother again. Liu Ying scanned everyone's eyes and expressions and remembered it in her heart. Then she came to the wooden shed and stood with the other eight qualified candidates selected by Suma.
together.
Gus in the field also held his breath for a moment and blinked as he watched his brother hurriedly raise the wooden knife with both hands.
Yasuo turned around to thank him again, and before he turned around, his face showed absolute calmness.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The aggrieved Liu Ying gritted her teeth and said.
Seeing that Guts was about to run away again, Yasuo grabbed Gus's windy feet, fearing that the naughty child would appear again in the blink of an eye.
"Your mother works in farming."
[What is the sword in your heart...]
In silence, Suma asked in a deep voice.
"Did his family come there?"
I noticed that Yasuo had been observing how others were behaving and could hold back for so long before ending up. I was disgusted by Yasuo's humility, prudentness, patience and humility. In the next test
, if Yasuo can show a little bit of excellence that is different from ordinary people, I will accept that girl who looks very pleasing to the eye.
"I'll go with you this morning to see the young swordsman from outside the village. I heard that I'm looking for children of your age to be my disciples. Let's try our luck."
"If he goes to sleep again, he will apologize."
Seeing Yasuo's tone of agreement, Gus just nodded.
"Don't be ridiculous."
"Have you ever been beaten?"
"Brother, does he want to go down and try?"
"Now you go to Yongen's mother to apologize."
For a moment, the whole place was noisy. Whether they were those who hated Yasuo or those who hated Yasuo, whether they were small people or big children, they all felt a little less dignified about Yasuo who was holding a wooden sword in his hand.
There was no young warrior in the dojo under the clearing, and the young warrior was taking the wooden knife from the girl's hand. The girl was someone else, none other than Warner, the girl from the same village who had just beaten Gus in the afternoon.
My brother Gus can't be naughty, and he can't hit others just because they like him. I can do that. I have to go down and apologize and resolve other people's resentment, because I need to use my identity as a 'bad boy' to protect my brother and mother.
At this moment, Werner was sitting on the ground panting and taking small breaths. It seemed that he had exerted too much force just now and was not exhausted now.
"Thank you Elder Suma for your guidance."
Gus finally struggled again and nodded obediently, and Yasuo's expression recovered.
Suma regained his composure and turned his attention to Yasuo's body.
"He sees that this elder is not very tired yet. If Brother Ran, he will come back tomorrow to avoid being ignored by the energetic elders."
It is not uncommon for a child like that to come from a small sect, but to be so rude at that age outside a big village, it must be because he has experienced a bad education, and a bad education helps people establish an excellent character and is a good way to select talents.
a very important symbol.
The children in the same village who had always thought that Yasuo was a coward who only dared to fight and only apologized finally understood that the reason why Yasuo attacked us was not because he was brave.
In an open space in the north of the village, a shed, a wooden stake and a chair were built underground.
Nodding, Gus also regained his composure.
"Look again, there are still few people anyway, so we need to slow down."
Covering Liu Ying's mouth, Liu Ying blinked as she watched Yong En take the wooden sword from the young swordsman's hand. Since he could opportunistically, he could only look for and seize opportunities by himself.
"Brother, what if this young swordsman takes us under his wing?"
"Hehe, he clearly knows that Yongen's mother hates him the most. He is your brother~"
"Brother, is he going down the mountain to chop firewood? Wait, is he going to drag you and ask you to apologize to those bastards like Yon En? Oh, you have a stomachache and need to go to the toilet. If he lets you go, you
Isn’t that okay?"
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Time slowly arrived in the middle of the morning, and the sun was about to end. The excited Gus dozed off leaning on his brother's shoulder, and said to the less determined Yasuo.
The blurred eyes gradually hesitated, and thousands of thoughts followed the wooden knife in his hand, like a real steel knife, smoothly slashing towards the wooden pile. The strength gained from chopping wood made the blunt-edged wooden knife cut through the air, and Yasuo twisted the sword with straight ribs.
The body, the wooden sword and the wooden stake touched each other, making a dull sound,
However, Gus saw his nemesis outside the crowd in an instant. Gritting his teeth, he rubbed his hands and looked around in private, as if he was looking for someone to take advantage of.
Yasuo's face darkened, and he finally showed his majesty as an elder brother and a father.
After lunch, the two brothers cleared away the bowls together. Liu Ying applied some herbal juice on Gus, which was very effective. At least the swelling was reduced, and it swelled into a big watermelon egg.
"Yongen is here too?"
In that case, does that mean that Gus and I have little chance?
Staring at the bruises under his brother's face, Yasuo's brows deepened.
"He passed, come over there."
Holding the wooden knife tightly, as if she had grasped her own destiny, especially when she was willing to let go, Liu Ying turned to look at Suma.
"Liu Ying."
It was not just a trick to make fun of Gus, Yasuo shook his head, grabbed Gus's big hand and explained.
"Don't run around this morning. I'll go out with you."
"There's nothing bad to say about me not being selected, Gus. His real ability is to be selected. Leave the cheering to himself."
Just when Yasuo was not worried about seeing everything, Liu Ying pulled her brother through the gap in the crowd and squeezed to the back of the crowd in the commotion without even getting beaten.
“Gus!
"
Yasuo mentioned his father, and Souma also asked.
If both brothers are annoying, how will the mother, who is burdened with the burden of the family, deal with it?
It was a knife slash, the awe-inspiring murderous intent emanating from a bladeless object. Some people believe that if the knife in Liu Ying's hand was a steel knife with an edge, the wooden stake would definitely have a deep knife mark. If the wooden stake were a person, such a ten
No one like Sisi would disembowel him.
"No!" [You just want to use the sword in your hand to protect that home. For this, no matter how little injustice and suffering you suffer, it doesn't matter.]
"Sleep, sleep, purr, purr~"
"Who are you fighting with again?"
Hearing this, Gus had a bitter look on his face and shook his head in disbelief.
"Are you going too?"
After all, they were just a group of farmers. Suma even believed that he should come to recruit apprentices outside such a big village. It was a waste of time.
Liu Ying lowered her voice, but Yasuo frowned.
"It's that bastard Yongen! I can still stand up. It seems that you stabbed me hard this afternoon!"
Just that move alone made Yasuo very unpopular in the eyes of the Wind Swordsman. Some people hate rude children.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! On the other side, Guts, who saw Yone defeated, just wanted to cheer, but Yasuo covered his mouth.
"Yongen, this son of a bitch called you a bastard, and said he was the son of a short-lived ghost. He pretended to be a villain all day long. You were really angry, so you stabbed this grandson in the butt with a stick."
After receiving the recognition, Yasuo still looked humble or arrogant, sad or happy. He first bowed to Suma again, and then returned the wooden sword to the smiling wind swordsman and said thank you.
Behind the wooden stake, Yongen's ass was burning with severe pain, which made the girl's face less distorted, so that the wind swordsman who handed him the sword did not believe that he had no personal grudge against the big kid.
"They are all looking for this young swordsman, right?"
Outside the shed, a middle-aged woman with a round face and a long knife at her waist was sitting under a chair with a disappointed look on her face.
"Shh."
"Child, what's his name?"
I just want my mother to be able to sit by the bed with peace of mind, eat well and wear warm clothes, and show a proud smile to Gus and me, just to worry about her future livelihood and shed tears.
Hearing this, Yasuo felt distressed and happy at the same time. He took a large pot of cold water and came to Gus's side.
"Speak more small words and do less practical things. Wash your face, give him some herbs later, and eat first."
Having said that, if the number of places given by the empire to join the army was fixed, I would also need to travel around like this.
At around 1 o'clock after lunch break, Yasuo woke up Gus who was lying in bed and changed Gus into his own spare cloth clothes. Although the size was a small size, it was still a good way to meet others in rags.
.
I just want to watch my brother grow up quickly, start a family and start a career, and become a man of indomitable dignity, proving to others that I am the same as this woman who abandoned her family to take care of her.
The two brothers left their house and walked towards the north of the village, only to find that every family was carrying their children out, as if going to a market. The purpose was surprisingly the same. Even the bald girl Yong En, who was covering her buttocks, was also among the crowd.
