Song Jinxiu stretched her hand behind her, and a wooden crossbow appeared in her hand.
The crossbow she held was certainly not the most sophisticated one.
But it is the simplest single-shot crossbow. Shoot an arrow, then restart and reload.
The range can reach three meters. If equipped with a fine steel arrow, it can kill wild boars within three meters.
Song Chunsheng was obviously more interested in this crossbow.
Putting down the sleeve arrow, Song Jinxiu explained to him how to use the crossbow.
It has the same purpose as the sleeve arrow, and the launching principle is the same.
The brother and sister hid in the room to practice archery, and soon they ran out of arrows.
"Ah, it's been ruined like this."
Song Chunsheng was extremely distressed when he found out that he had ruined a quilt.
While helping him pick up the arrowheads, Song Jinxiu said, "I'll use this quilt to make two dummies later. You can come and practice archery. It won't be a waste."
Song Chunsheng: "It's fine to make a dummy with straw, but why a quilt? You won't feel good if you don't waste it anyway."
Song Jinxiu: "Do straw and cotton have the same resistance? Just practice, and you will know the advantages of cotton after a long time."
While the brother and sister were talking, the people who had gone shopping with them came back one after another.
"Brother, this crossbow can be tied to your arm or your leg."
Song Jinxiu signaled her brother to put away the crossbow, "You can carry it with you and explore slowly. If you encounter danger, it can save your life by taking it by surprise."
Song Chunsheng nodded, "I know."
As Song Jinxiu spoke, she took out a backpack with a simple crossbow in it. "Including Li Cheng, one for each person."
Song Chunsheng was no longer surprised by his sister's telekinesis.
But he still couldn't help but advise: "It's better to cover it up next time. Be careful not to be spied on."
Li Cheng is her exclusive bodyguard and driver. He is a nice man and easy to work with. If possible, she would feel more at ease if she signed a contract to sell herself.
Each of the young men had a crossbow, so they were naturally excited.
Song Daqiang was laughing foolishly, aiming the crossbow at Song Tiegun. Song Tiegun quickly responded to him. The two aimed at each other, then looked at each other and laughed.
Song Jinxiu's face suddenly darkened. She slammed the table and shouted, "Is it funny? Do you two think it's funny?"
Song Jinxiu's expression suddenly changed and everyone was stunned. They didn't know what had happened.
Even Song Daqiang and Song Tiegun were confused.
Song Jinxiu knew that she had to harden her heart, because her former master had treated her like this, and it was engraved in her mind.
Song Jinxiu said coldly, "I gave you weapons and taught you how to do things so that you can protect yourself and not be bullied. I want you to unite and face the outside world, not to let you use crossbows against your brothers."
Fuquan moved his lips, and Song Jinxiu looked at him coldly, "What do you want to say?"
Song Fuquan stammered, "None of them have arrows loaded."
He was just a step slower because he also wanted to fight with Daqiang in a bow and crossbow duel. There was nothing else to it, he just wanted to have fun.
Song Jinxiu frowned and said very seriously: "Even an empty crossbow won't work. This is a deadly weapon. No matter who it is, you can't point it at someone else for no reason, let alone your own brother."
"Bow and crossbow, raising your hand is a special move, only for enemies, understand?"
The room was silent. Song Jinxiu narrowed her eyes. "Don't you understand? Or do you think I went too far? Let me say something even more extreme. As long as you pick up the crossbow, my words are orders. If you feel that you don't obey my orders, then put down the crossbow."
Once she got a weapon, she had to be strictly disciplined. She didn't want to do something bad with good intentions. If someone accidentally killed someone, who would be held responsible?
She softened her voice and said, "Don't worry, put down the crossbows. I, Song Jinxiu, still treat you as my brothers. The benefits of the clan will not be reduced. It's just that the weapons will not be taken."
The eight young men all held the crossbows tightly, including Song Daqiang and Song Tiegun.
Song Jinxiu asked Song Daqiang, "Don't you want to put down the crossbow?"
Song Daqiang felt wronged when being scolded by Song Jinxiu. His eyes turned red. He pouted and said in a muffled voice, "Whether I put down the crossbow or not, I have to listen to you. Why should I put it down?"
Song Jinxiu smiled and said gently: "No, if Brother Daqiang puts down the crossbow, he can't listen to me, and he can even scold me, because I am your sister, right?"
Song Daqiang glared at her with red eyes, "What are you talking about? You are the clan leader, even if I don't hold a crossbow, I have to listen to you."
His expression, which said, "I'm not stupid, you can't fool me," made Song Jinxiu stunned.
Is the power of the patriarch so great?
In her opinion, the clan leader is similar to the current village chief, who just assists the head of the village in handling clan affairs.
But from Song Daqiang's eyes he saw their unconditional obedience to the patriarch. This was also because the old patriarch had set a good example. His words were like an imperial decree in Songjia Village, and everyone responded to them.
Even the most troublesome Song Dashi's family had to succumb to the majesty of the old patriarch and had to break off relations with their brothers and sisters.
Even when their brothers and sisters became rich, they didn't dare to make trouble openly.
It is the majesty of the old patriarch that makes the people of Songjia Village so convinced of the position of patriarch. So did she, the new clan leader, receive the same treatment?
Song Jinxiu suddenly felt a heaviness on her shoulders.
She finally understood why the old patriarch had that calculating look on his face when he abdicated the throne to her.
This is the trust of the entire clan. She has to shoulder it even if she doesn't want to?
Song Jinxiu rubbed her head in pain, then said seriously: "In this case, Song Daqiang, Song Tiegun, you have violated the clan rules, go back to your room and face the wall for an hour."
"Ah? There is no such rule in the clan rules, right?" Tietou muttered in a low voice.
Song Jinxiu glanced at him and said, "Now it's in place. From the moment you pick up the crossbow, this clan rule will take effect. Those who question the clan leader, Song Fuquan, Song Tietou, and all the brothers, will be punished for half an hour."
Song Daqiang's tears were falling.
He felt wronged when he was punished with an iron rod, and he felt guilty when everyone else was punished with him.
Song Tiegun didn't dare to say a word. The young patriarch was angry and he was frightened.
Song Jinxiu: I want to make you feel guilty and afraid. Then I want to see if you dare to point weapons at your brothers again after this?
But the names of the brothers sound too weird: Tiegun, Tietou, Mensuan, Goudan...
She wanted to give them proper names.
What is it called?
Those who came with 눕 were all of the same generation as her. Song Jinxiu thought, why not let the Song family also have a generational system?
With generation names, family members can clearly know the closeness of each other, which helps to enhance the cohesion and sense of identity of the family.
Now that she is the patriarch, she must make the Song family better and better.
Let's start from our own generation.
Song Jinxiu also had no intention of discussing it with the old patriarch or the elders.
Since you elected me as the clan leader, and I have worked hard to develop the clan, I should have some benefits, right?
Well, the ancient monarchical centralism is good. After all, she is the person involved in the Song family clan. Although she does not have the final say here, her words are like imperial decrees.
Therefore, from now on, she will exercise the rights of the clan leader.
She waved her hand and wrote down the generation names of the Song family.
The Jinmao clan is proud of itself, and its blessings will last forever. Fortune and prosperity will come at any time, and its longevity will shine brightly.
Starting from my generation, the word "Jin" naturally comes first.
Jin, Fu, Lu, Shou, Song Jinxiu was very satisfied.
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