Early the next morning, Lin Zuoguan and the Zhang brothers had not returned yet.
Military Advisor Gao Changjiang and the four remaining Vajras started recruiting new recruits at the entrance of the hall as planned. At this time, many people had already arrived from the gate to the front yard.
Qi Shaobao, who was a good teacher, also came over. Seeing Gao Changjiang selecting people himself, he was a little confused and asked: "You, a storyteller, also need thugs?"
Gao Changjiang couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of the "Cultural Forum" that was about to be held.
Why doesn't the storyteller need any thugs? There are not many thugs around to protect him, so he really doesn't dare to go up and tell the story.
As I often say, how can we survive in the literary world without force?
Qi Shaobao was idle and bored, so he watched for a while and saw that the criteria for recruiting new members in the first branch of Anletang were: "Know a few words, have parents or family, be a local, and be strong."
Those who meet all four conditions will be given the highest priority; those who meet three conditions will be given second priority; those who meet two conditions will be considered as candidates.
So Qi Shaobao became even more curious and asked: "Do you want to recruit club thugs or businessmen?"
Gao Changjiang replied: "As I said in the sitting hall, when opening a church in a prosperous city, priority should be given to recruiting people who are discerning and sensible, and not unscrupulous desperadoes and idiots."
Qi Shaobao smiled and said: "It seems that you are sitting here trying to figure out a safe and long-term plan."
However, Gao Changjiang did not reveal some of the club's secrets. In fact, ruthless bachelors who dared to risk their lives were recruited, but they were all sent to the Hengtang Fish Market.
Gao Changjiang selected his immediate subordinate and quickly invited Qi Shaobao to the reception room in the central courtyard to talk.
After sending his new recruit to boil water, Gao Changjiang asked Qi Shaobao: "The old man came really early."
Qi Shaobao sighed: "The current situation is like this and there are a lot of rumors. It is not suitable for me to stay in Suzhou City for a long time. Naturally, I must seize these few days."
Then he remembered something, "I think your place is quite big, so I will move here today."
Gao Changjiang was a little confused and asked tentatively: "I heard that you live in Gusuyi. Isn't it good there?"
Qi Shaobao sighed: "If you have caused embarrassing rumors, how can you still have the dignity to stay with others?"
He came with Wang Shizhen before and lived with Wang Shizhen in Gusuyi.
Now that he is being compared, Hei Wang Shizhen is "the most talented person in the world", so how can he still have the nerve to continue living in Gusuyi.
Gao Changjiang thought for a moment, and found that in the entrance of this hall, there was only the inner courtyard, that is, the backyard, reserved for Lin Siguan, and there were many houses, and they were also quiet.
But Gao Changjiang couldn't make the decision without authorization. He could only say: "When I get back from sitting in the restaurant, I can ask the elderly to move in."
At this moment, Lin Siguan's voice suddenly came from outside the hall.
"Is Military Advisor Gao in there? Please arrange for someone to clean up a few more rooms in the backyard!
I ran into Beauty Sun, who is number 11 on the flower list, in the city last night. For the convenience of her spring outing, she wanted to stay outside the city gate for a few days!"
Then Lin Zuoguan strode in. Suddenly seeing Qi Shaobao, he was surprised: "The old hero is here too?"
The four kings at the gate and front yard didn't know Qi Shaobao's specific identity, so when they saw Lin coming back from sitting in the hall, they didn't tell him why.
Gao Changjiang quickly reported: "The old hero said he would come to stay for a few days and teach marksmanship with us!"
"Ah this?" Lin was a little hesitant.
Qi Shaobao slapped the case and said: "Young man! Women will only affect the speed at which you draw your gun!"
Lin Tailai still wanted to struggle: "So urgent?"
Qi Shaobao replied: "Now everyone in Suzhou City knows that you, Professor Lin, are extremely loyal and loyal!
If I don't say anything, wouldn't it appear that I have a cold nature?
But now I am considered poor and have nothing to offer, so I can only teach you my unique skills as a reward!
You have to learn this Tang Style Liuhe Marksmanship even if you don’t want to!"
Lin Tailai: "."
I don’t know who influenced him, but this national hero is becoming more and more immoral.
So Lin Tailai had no choice but to start learning marksmanship from Qi Shaobao from today on.
Fortunately, most of the layout has been arranged, and there is nothing urgent in the two days before the Qiuzhiyuan Gathering.
There was still some time in the morning, and Professor Lin stood in the backyard with a four-meter-long gun, listening to Qi Shaobao begin to teach.
Qi Shaobao first made it clear: "My Tang Style Liuhe Marksmanship originated from the Yang Family Spear of the Song Dynasty.
When talking about marksmanship, we must mention the Song Dynasty. In the "Martial Arts General Essentials" written by the Song Dynasty at that time, eighteen types of guns of different shapes were recorded."
Lin Tailai muttered: "Bad students have more stationery."
Qi Shaobao: "."
It’s too tiring to talk about it, so just do it.
A normal large gun is about three to five meters long, with a wooden shaft, and only the gun head and sword are made of iron.
Lin Tailai waved the spear a few times and shouted: "Too light! Too light! Is there a heavier weapon?"
Qi Shaobao said angrily: "Don't think that I don't study and haven't read Journey to the West!
Mr. Li Wendingge of Xinghua, who passed away last year, once gave me the entire book!"
Lin Tailai said innocently: "It's really light."
Qi Shaobao was speechless. If the entire spear was made of iron, it would weigh dozens of kilograms. Can ordinary people use it?
Don't look at the novel. The weapon starts at 80 kilograms and reaches a maximum of 800 kilograms.
But in fact, throughout the ages, there are really not many fierce generals who can use long weapons weighing tens of kilograms. The dozens of kilograms mentioned here are not seventy or eighty, but thirty or forty.
Then Qi Shaobao sighed secretly, if Lin Tailai had been born in ancient times, he would have been a brave general wearing heavy armor and charging into battle with a thirty-pound square-shaped painted halberd.
By the way, why is it that although I am thinking of an iron gun, the image that comes to my mind is Fang Tian’s painted halberd?
It's just a pity that in the future, the world will definitely be dominated by firearms, and personal force will not be as important as before.
Put away your distracting thoughts and start practicing a few basic movements.
Marksmanship is easy to learn, and any man can do it with a big gun.
But behind the ease of use is the difficulty of mastering. The barrel of a gun is tough and elastic, and the operation method is completely different from a short weapon such as an iron whip. Just shaking the gun tip is a skill.
Qi Shaobao could only spend a few days teaching some tips and basic movements.
As for the future, it depends on whether Lin Tailai is willing to practice more and improve.
What Qi Shaobao thought about was just to prevent his old friend’s unique knowledge from being lost.
The first day of practice went smoothly, but when Qi Shaobao got up the next day, he discovered that Professor Lin was missing from the backyard.
Qi Shaobao went to the side hall of the front yard again, found Gao Changjiang who was immersed in reviewing the lecture outline, and asked angrily:
"Speaking of those people who are not diligent, after all, they spend three days fishing and two days drying the nets. This guy named Lin only drying the nets in one day?"
What else could Gao Changjiang do, he could only try his best to explain: "Sister-in-law Heyitang made an appointment with my family to sit down and talk about math in Liuyuan."
Qi Shaobao shouted again and asked: "Is this a serious talk about numbers? A famous garden like Liuyuan will let you talk about numbers in public?"
Gao Changjiang replied: "This is beyond my control."
The two were talking when they suddenly saw Lin Tailai walking into the front yard dejectedly.
Qi Shaobao looked up at the sun in surprise. It was still very early, so he sarcastically said:
"I didn't expect you to be so fast at such a young age.
He is indeed someone who is ready to break into the literary world, with the style of Wang Daokun, the leader of Xin'an literary world!"
Lin Tailai sighed: "It's not that it's fast, it's just that it's boring and I don't want to think about it for the time being."
Hearing such a straightforward admission, Qi Shaobao was also shocked and blurted out:
"What? You're only eighteen and you can't do it anymore? It's not enough to imitate Wang Daokun, but you also want to imitate Wang Yuanmei, the leader of the literary world?"
Lin Tailai: "."
Who do you really want to offend with these words?
Professor Lin did not tell anyone, but what actually happened was that Mrs. Fan sent someone to inform her that there was a gathering of celebrities in Liuyuan today.
The women who participated were all ladies from famous local families. They were all real ladies, not bitches like the Huabang or Twelve Hairpins.
This party was hosted by Xu Yuan, the wife of her clan brother Fan Yunlin, so Mrs. Fan had the skills to arrange for Professor Lin to sneak in secretly.
To be continued...