The next day.

Wei Tu got up early in the morning and came to the county government office with his luggage waiting.

When it was almost time for the middle of Japan, the county government gate was pushed open by a few Li Dings.

The front and back residences of the county yamen have not been repaired for many years and seem to be very dilapidated. However, after passing the screen wall in the Weitu, passing through the ritual gate, and coming to Jieshifang, he saw the towering three-story wooden attic of the inner residence through the courtyard wall.

The attic is very exquisitely built, with its eaves standing up, and the thighs on the roof are slightly raised. The structure of the attic is also embedded with auspicious patterns such as carp turning into dragons and cranes flying.

Wei Tu was surprised to see that he had arrived at the main hall with the "house" hanging. He saw that there was no one around, and there was only a soap-robed official writing official documents on the desk in the house. He had no time to look at him. So he stood up on the base and looked into the courtyard wall with his courage.

Stone slabs pave the floor, white walls and black tiles...

Pavilions and towers...

The architecture of the inner residence is very different from the architectural style of the front yamen.

"A real man should do this." Wei Tu remembered this sentence in his heart.

Although the Li family and Huang family were rich, they were in a humble state at that time and did not dare to look at it more. At this moment, they came to redeem themselves and their moods were different. Seeing this ancient and beautiful building, they felt unhappy and hated, but they became more appreciative and longing.

Although there were differences between high-rise buildings and flat houses in the previous life, the status differences between people were not big and they would not feel strange.

The status of this life is different, and the houses you live in are also different. You need to conform to the etiquette system, so you will feel different.

After reading it, Wei Tu calmed down, took out his body contract and letter of proof from his arms, and then gently knocked on the door of the house.

"What's the matter?" The soap clerk in the household stopped writing, looked up at the guard map outside the door, and asked.

Wei's picture was concise and told him about his escape from slavery.

"Do not let the slave?" Zao Li said in surprise, inserted the sheep hair pen in his hand diagonally on the pen holder, and looked at Wei Tu carefully.

Although he managed household registration and had the business of redeeming slaves, he had never seen any slaves come to the household house to get rid of slaves since he inherited his father's business and became a clerk.

"Do you have a contract? Letters from the master?" Zao Li's tone became gentler.

Although he didn't know Wei Tu, Wei Tu's ability to redeem himself at this age is also a character no matter how you look at it, and it is worthy of his attention.

"Yes!" Wei Tu walked into the house without saying nonsense, bowed slightly, and presented the body deed and letters in his hand to the soap official in front of him.

"Um... nineteen years old?" Zao Li raised his eyebrows slightly.

When he saw Wei Tu, he thought Wei Tu was a thirty-year-old man, but he didn't expect that he was just a young man under twenty.

Zao Li silently remembered Wei Tu's name and hometown, then opened his deeds and letters, carefully compared the handwriting and stamping with the archives of the household.

After the error was correct, the Zao Li took out the book with the two big words "Ministry" written on the cover and added the name of the Wei Tu on the last page.

"After becoming a citizen, a fixed quota of tax will be paid every year. If there is land, a land tax will be paid... In addition, if you don't want to serve the corvee every year, you need to pay the servitude silver."

The soap official said one by one.

Listen to this.

Wei Tu nodded and signaled that he understood.

Being a civilian is only temporary.

As long as he passes the Martial Arts and achieves fame and fame, he can enter the Martial Arts and even the "official Arts" from "civilianity".

By then.

He no longer needs to pay D tax or service silver.

"Three years after becoming a citizen, if you do not have the tax and service bank owed to pay, and there is no land at home, the yamen will give you Yongye land as appropriate. You need to remember this."

Zao Li reminded him.

"Sir Xie."

Wei Tu bowed to thank him.

...

Leave the county government.

Weitu did not stay in the county town for a long time. After eating a baked bread with apricot blossoms yesterday, he followed the crowd and left the county town.

For safety, Weitu did not take advantage of the situation and traveled day and night. Instead, he found an inn to rest in the middle and waited until the next day before continuing to rush.

The next day I walked for a short while.

After Weitu bypassed a mountain, he finally saw a village with the words "Shanjiazhai" near the river below the slope.

After asking the villagers, Wei Tu came to the only blue brick mansion in Shanjiazhai Village where three horse tying piles were left.

"Li Yaozu? You're weird when you see it." Shan Wuju sat on the stone mill in front of the house. He had a clear face and a thin face. He was wearing a brown and purple ripe cotton summer clothes and a brass hookah was tied around his waist.

After reading the letter, Shan Wuju shook the ashes of the hookah bottle, said "Come in" to Wei Tu, and walked into the house with his hands behind his back.

Shanwu is a three-entry yard. The first yard is full of several good horses. When they see Shanwuju come in, they will roar.

When he arrived at the main hall of the second yard, Shan Wuju sat down and said, "I have taken care of you as a long-time worker. As for teaching boxing, footwork, it depends on my mood, and whether you are the material."

"Also, after participating in the martial arts and achieving fame, you have to give me filial piety every year and gifts during the season. Can you do this?"

Shan Wuju said.

"If it works, Mr. Shan will be my mentor. It is a matter of fact that his disciples are filial to his master." Wei Tu thought for a moment and said this slightly sleek sentence.

"Good."

When Shan Wuju heard this, he did not refute, and a smile appeared on his face.

"There are stone locks and hard bows outside the house. Let's try them out to see if you are a material that is made of."

Shan Wuju pointed outside the door.

Wei Tu nodded and walked out of the house.

Just as he entered the house, he saw the arrangement of Shan Wuju entering the yard. There were all kinds of weapons in the 18th squad, including bronze statues and wooden stakes.

Shaoqing, Wei Tu came to the corner of the courtyard, and his right arm was cheering up and lifted up a stone lock marked "three hundred kilograms".

After practicing for more than a year, his progress in health care has improved. Although he has not reached a great success, he has surpassed a small success.

The strength also ranged from 200 kilograms for a single arm to 300 kilograms for a single arm.

"The roots and bones are good." Shan Wuju nodded slightly, and a hint of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

When practicing martial arts, we have always paid attention to the roots and bones.

If the roots and bones are not good, it is difficult to get started even if you practice.

In the eyes of Dan Wu Juren, Wei Tu is also a talented person among ordinary people.

However.

When it was time to pull the hard bow, Wei Tu shook his head and sincerely told the fact that his bow and shooting skills were not good.

"Can't you shoot a bow?" Shan Wuju frowned. It was far from enough to achieve fame in the martial arts exam.

However, Shan Wuju did not feel too much about this. He didn't pass the subject today, so he would take the exam next time.

You can practice bow and archery skills again.

Anyway, Weitu is not very old.

"What fist and kick have you learned? Knife techniques?" Shan Wuju asked in a deep thought.

The fist he mentioned is not a fictional fist, but a serious fist and foot inheritance, with various stances and is the basics of external martial arts.

These fists and feet can be practiced for a lifetime.

Most of the sword techniques among martial artists are practiced by these fist and foot skills.

"Only... the turtle breathing and nourishing Qigong."

Wei Tu tells truthfully.

"Turtle Breathing Qi Gong? Which is the health care master? What is this?"
Chapter completed!