Two days later, the soldiers and soldiers who were escorted all the way left this village and began to go south, going back to report to Luo Yi, the general of the chariot cavalry. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The whole manor is clean again, with a large courtyard with five entrances and five exits, the backyard of the fifth entrance is connected to the hillside, and there is a small maple forest.

Luo Zhaoyun and Mu He were completely free, and began to inspect the courtyards before and after, walking through the main courtyard and the wing rooms, the winding paths of the corridor, the dripping wall tiles, the flower beds, the rockery landscape pavilion, everything.

Under the leadership of the housekeeper Feng Yao, the two came to the back garden, where the cobblestone paved path turned around in a flower garden until they reached a small pentagonal pavilion, which was equipped with a stone table and wooden benches, and a few bushes of bamboo were planted next to the pavilion.

There is also a pond in front, in which a lot of lotus flowers are planted, but now they have withered, and only some loose thick stalks remain, but the overall picture is still very meaningful.

Mu He chirped, jumped around, rejoiced, and saw the backyard connected with the hillside, the red leaves were layered, the maple trees were close to each other, such as the glow and brocade, and the red maple intersected with a more dazzling light under the sunlight, like a flame burning.

Luo Zhaoyun and Mu He are very satisfied with the scenery and location of this village, it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, covers a large area, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and they do not worry about eating and drinking, and they are at ease.

"Steward Feng, where is the nearest town from here, can you hire Mr. Teacher?"

"According to this, twenty miles, in the southwest, there is a Huai'an Town, where there is a market, and there are some Confucian students who can be hired, this place belongs to Huairong County, and the county seat is located in the southeast, when the Shao Dongjia comes, it should pass through that area."

Luo Zhaoyun nodded, through the map here, combined with the geographical location of later generations, he knew that this should be near Zhangjiakou in later generations, but in the Sui and Tang dynasties, it was sparsely populated, and many people had not moved from the Central Plains, and it was not until the Ming and Qing dynasties that there was some development here.

"In this way, if you go in person tomorrow, it's best to invite a famous Confucian in the local area, the cost is not a problem, as long as you have real talent and learning, you can teach me poetry and classics, I can't waste reading."

"Cheng, don't worry, Lao Feng will definitely do it." Feng Yao replied.

Luo Zhaoyun nodded, although he learned a lot of knowledge when he was studying, but he didn't read much about the ancient Zhuzi and Confucian classics after all, if you want to live in this era, you must treat yourself as a person of this era, while you are young, you can start from scratch, he plans to seriously study classical culture, such as the Book of Poetry, the Analects, the works of Zhuzi, the Han Dafu, etc.

In this era, many literati are from the thousand-character text, poetry and Han Fu learning, the subset of the classics and history will be contacted, the foundation of classical Chinese is solid, even if at the banquet, say a wine order, you need to integrate a lot of ancient book knowledge, than the later generations of college students cultural knowledge accumulation is much more profound, really have to work hard to memorize.

Although Luo Zhaoyun didn't want to take the top prize, he would learn more and cover himself, so that he would definitely be useful in the future, so as not to be half-hanging, nondescript, and with the scholars, he would become a laughing stock when he opened his mouth to speak.

After walking around for an hour and getting all familiar, Luo Zhaoyun returned to his courtyard, took out a spear, and planned to start practicing marksmanship.

This spear is based on the ash rod as the body, the bamboo as the coffin, and then densely wrapped with multiple layers of silk linen, wrapped layer by layer after the paint is glued and fastened, and finally the whole body is painted black, the gun barrel is rigid and soft, tough, the general knife and axe are difficult to hurt, can be vigorously not broken, the toughness is not inferior to the gun made of steel, and it is relatively light.

Luo Zhaoyun held it in his hand, and the whole snatch was coupled with a sharp steel spear, which was ten catties, which was a little heavy, but compared to the horse lance and horizontal knife, it was already light.

He wants to practice the first step, which is the art of stabbing the spear, fixing some wooden stakes on the ground, holding the gun with both hands, holding his breath and concentrating, a shot is stabbed, the force is only seven points, the stake "poof" a soft sound, the head of the gun pierces a few points, immediately pulls out, and then stabs out again.

After dozens of shots, small blood blisters had already formed on his hands, and his arms were sore. After stabbing out two hundred robes, both hands must be wrapped with strips of cloth, otherwise the palms of his hands will not be able to stand it, and his arms will be hot and painful.

But Luo Zhaoyun is still gritting his teeth and enduring it, these are just the basic skills of practicing guns, if you can't endure this hardship, how can you become a master in the future?

Burst! Burst! Burst!

Luo Zhaoyun no longer has the idea of ascending to the sky in one step, relying on modern knowledge in ancient times, but practicing in a down-to-earth manner, studying hard, accumulating steadily, and waiting for a few years before he has the capital to travel the world and explore the world.

It's half of the 500 grabs!

Luo Zhaoyun had some difficulty raising his arms, but he gritted his teeth and insisted, his clothes were already soaked with sweat, and he was blown by the autumn wind, which was deeply cold.

Mu He looked at his painful and resolute look from the side, he couldn't bear it, and he had already started crying, but he was afraid that it would affect his practice, so he covered his mouth and cried secretly, wiping his tears.

She couldn't persuade Ah Lang, so she went to Shi Danai, hoping that he could persuade Ah Lang to practice slowly and not torture himself like this.

But after Shi Danai saw Luo Zhaoyun's persistence, he nodded slightly, looking at the young man's gaze changed again, from doubt to affirmation, he felt that this young man was not simple, and if he could practice martial arts so ruthlessly, he would definitely be able to make achievements.

Piercing out five hundred robs, it seems to be just a number to say it, but if you really stab it one shot at a time, Luo Zhaoyun knows how difficult it is.

Every shot, we must condense the spirit of strength, mobilize a trace of energy stored in the dantian when standing on the pile to practice boxing, and twist the waist, arms, and spine of the whole body into a force, and stab it out with the special capacity method of the Luojia gun, which consumes not only physical strength, but also spirit, strength and so on.

The key is to tie the gun to be flat and fast, straight out and straight in, force to reach the tip of the gun, so that the gun pierces the line, the gun is like a hidden dragon out of the water, and the gun is like a tiger into the hole.

After the first day of practice, both arms were red and swollen, and the palms were even more bloody and blurry.

Shi Danai finally couldn't take it anymore, so he went back to his room to concoct some herbs and apply them to his arms and palms for the effect of reducing swelling and healing wounds.

"You are strong-willed, and you are very suitable for martial arts, but you are poor and rich in martial arts, and you can't just practice hard and consume your body, which will make your physique overdrawn and fall into a disease. You must soak your body with herbs every night, and at the same time take some foods that strengthen your bones and nourish your body, such as ginseng, deer antler, tiger bone, beef tendon meat, etc., so that your physique can hold up. ”

After listening to Shi Danai's explanation, Luo Zhaoyun suddenly realized, otherwise, with his thin body, if he persisted for a few days, his body would be scrapped directly.

"Brother Shi, then please concoct these potions for Zhaoyun, what do you need, directly let Mu He tell Steward Feng to buy it, do whatever it takes, I want to practice all my skills!"

Shi Danai nodded and said, "I don't know much, but fortunately, before Luo Gong left, he gave me a few prescriptions, which can be practiced for you and forged his body." ”

Luo Zhaoyun didn't expect that his father had already made arrangements, and he was a little more grateful in his heart, many things, Luo Yi already had arrangements, he just had to practice hard, and he didn't have to worry about other things.

In the following days, Luo Zhaoyun persevered, rain or shine, using the most correct transportation method in Luo's marksmanship, the parts of the body were moved and exercised, combined with the daily standing pile, fists and feet, the strength is becoming more and more condensed day by day, and the arm strength has tripled.

At the same time, he began to practice the first shot of the Luo family gun at night, thirty-six changes, repeated study, from not knowing the gun, to a little bit of entry, no accumulation of steps, no thousands of miles, no accumulation of small streams, no rivers and seas, kung fu pays attention to the hard work of water drops and stones, this point, Luo Zhaoyun remembers, every day is improving.