Chapter 55 Stop

"Exactly."

Zhao Yu smiled and cupped his hands.

When the man heard this, he couldn't help but said: "Aren't you from Hanzhong? Judging from your accent, could it be that you are from the Central Plains?"

Zhao Yu laughed. He has been in Yanzhou for three or four years and has been unknowingly affected by the environment, such as his tone and accent.

He nodded: "Yes. My husband and I came from Yanzhou and traveled all the way. We plan to stay here for a while."

Then he said: "You can hear the accent of the Central Plains. You must have been to the Central Plains?"

The man looked strange. The man in front of me seems to be a gentle and gentle man, but he and his wife have traveled thousands of miles, and he looks relaxed. He must not be a simple character.

"I'm in Xia Hu Liu, an Orion hunter in Hujia Village outside the valley."

Hu Liu cupped his hand again and said, "Before the Yellow Turban Rebellion, I was a big-headed soldier at Hulao Pass."

When Zhao Yu heard this, he was slightly stunned: "That's it."

In the military service of the Han family, men must serve after being crowned. Generally speaking it is three to five years. Among them, there is a year of training, and then the elite ones are assigned to the Northern Army and various border garrison offices, followed by local garrison troops, and finally soldiers under the command of county captains. Once the time limit is up, you can retire. But after retiring, he still has to report to the local county captain and train for at least one month every year. It’s not over until the age of sixty.

This kind of military service system was perfected during the period of Emperor Wu, hiding troops among the people, and could raise an army of millions at any time. Legally, every adult man must serve in the military and must train every year after retirement to maintain considerable combat effectiveness.

However, as the Han family declined, no matter how powerful the system was, it gradually fell into disuse. During the reign of Emperor Huan, it probably existed in name only. Especially the rise of aristocratic families has corrupted this system. Naturally, the aristocratic families were unwilling to perform military service, so their overt and covert obstructions weakened the Han military strength to a great extent.

If the military service system of the Han Dynasty had not been corrupted, it would have been difficult for the Yellow Turban Rebellion to become a major trend. Even if it forms, it can be suppressed quickly without delaying for too long.

This Hu Liu is probably such a person. When he first served, he was assigned to guard soldiers at Hulao Pass.

So he went to the Central Plains.

"My name is Zhao Yu. My husband and I will stay here temporarily. If there is any intrusion, please forgive me, Brother Hu." Zhao Yu said with a smile.

Hu Liu shook his head quickly: "I don't dare, I don't dare. It's too late for us to be happy that your husband can settle down near Hujiacun. If you need anything, sir, just ask, I, Hu Laoliu, will never say anything!"

This was Zhao Yu's first contact with Hujiacun.

For some reason, Hu Liu always came here every three to five days, either bringing a hare or a basket of fruits and vegetables to Zhao Yu. Seems very attentive.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but said: "They are really warm and hospitable."

By the pool, Zhao Yu sat next to Zhao Ji and said with a smile: "Under courtesy, you must ask for something."

Zhao Ji blinked: "Husband, are you saying that they will make any demands?"

"Just wait." Zhao Yu gave up.

The couple enjoy themselves here. Every day they go to the isolated mountain in the distance to watch the sunrise and sunset, or they sit by the pool in the valley and listen to Zhaoji playing the piano. This kind of life is quiet and leisurely, peaceful and extremely soothing.

In addition, Zhao Yu is also sorting out his own cultivation.

It has been more than three years since I came to this era. I have experienced a lot and done a lot. Every word and action is truth. Naturally, I have a lot of understanding from it.

These are all the qualifications for spiritual practice and the bits and pieces of humanity.

Nowadays, his cultivation is getting deeper and deeper, especially in the Tian Yuan Jing of physical skills, and he has made many achievements. There are currently 365 acupuncture points in Zhou Tian's count, which are far different from when the technique was first created. Much stronger and stronger. On the road to the first level of Tianyuan Jing, we are almost reaching the limit.

As the acupoints grow stronger, the physical body becomes increasingly powerful. When he became Daoji, he could knock down a hundred-meter hill with one full blow. Now he is at least ten times stronger. Especially under the skin and flesh, among the muscles and bones, wisps of wonderful lines of different colors emerge from the acupoints and are gradually imprinted and intertwined. When this layer is completed, his muscles, bones, blood and marrow body will be Hunyuan Ruyi and undergo a new transformation.

But on the road of time and space, there is still not much achievement. The main reason is that this road is too difficult. Apart from the increasing depth of mana accumulated over time, there hasn't been much progress. However, Zhao Yu has already seen the bottleneck. The bottleneck is right in front of him, and it is only a matter of time before he jumps out.

I just watched him leisurely day after day, listening to the piano and watching the scenery during the day, and singing the piano and the harp at night, but I didn't know that he had gradually sorted out his own fundamentals.

In the past few days, Zhao Yu had a sudden idea and was transforming the two horses that pulled him and Zhao Ji here.

In fact, it is not a transformation. He unfolded his spiritual consciousness and understood the structure of the horse's flesh and blood bit by bit, comparing the differences with humans. At the same time, he used the power of time and space to modulate, impregnate, and guide. In just a few days, the two horses had become larger. no the same.

There is a lot more spirituality, and it is even more divine.

What was originally just two ordinary horses turned into a BMW within a few days. At least not worse than Cao Mengde's Jueying.

So half a month passed.

On this day, Zhao Yu and Zhao Ji were farming on a small piece of land on one side of the pond outside the wooden house. It was probably a kind of pastime, and both Zhao Yu and Zhao Ji found it pretty good. Planting the seeds yourself, planting seeds, watching the seeds sprout and grow day by day, then weeding and watering, there is a sense of satisfaction lingering in my heart.

Although the vegetables on the land are still young, they are green and cute, and they are green and delicate.

At this time, Hu Liu and several hunters walked into the valley: "Is Mr. Zhao here?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu raised his head and said, "It's Brother Hu, come in."

When Hu Liu came in, the first thing Zhao Yu saw were the two children behind him. One is only eleven or twelve years old, and the other is only seven or eight years old. The older one is a boy and the younger one is a girl. Hu Liu also held a snow-white hair ball in his arms.

Several hunters nearby were carrying a large wild boar that had been washed and skinned.

When Hu Liu saw Zhao Yu, he put down the snow-white hair ball in his arms and bowed before his head: "I have something to ask of you, little man!"

When Zhao Ji saw the snow-white fur ball, surprise flashed in her eyes: "What a beautiful little white cat!"

Zhao Yu laughed: "That's not a white cat."

Then he said to Hu Liu, who was prostrated, "Brother Hu, please tell me if you have anything to say. It doesn't have to be like this."

Hu Liucai said: "Sir, the villain is a rough man, but he also knows that reading and literacy is the way out. Our Hujia village is remote and we can't invite Mr. Mengxue. Generation after generation we are ignorant, working as hunters and farmers. I have been to the Central Plains, so that counts. I have some knowledge and know that you are not a rough guy like us. I beg you, if you have some free time, can you...can you teach the children in the village how to read and write?"