Chapter III: Preparing for War

When he woke up, facing the spring breeze and the rising sun, Zhao Jun's spirit felt exceptionally good, and even his facial features were unprecedentedly sensitive, Zhao Jun thought that maybe it was the reason for the flexible fusion of the two.

After getting up early in the morning and doing some activities, Zhao Jun gradually adapted to this body. The bones are tall, fifteen years old is comparable to seventeen or eighteen years old, and the spirit is also very abundant. I think that in the future, I will be the kind of extremely majestic and powerful person.

It's just that due to long-term malnutrition and several injuries, he looks a little thin and weak, and his body can't fully adapt, so it affects Zhao Jun's strength in his previous life. As long as you supplement nutrition in the future, it is not difficult to exceed your physical level in your previous life after a little sharpening.

In the era of cold weapons, especially in troubled times, if you have more of your own strength, you will have more confidence to live with dignity.

"Brother, you got up so early? I'll make you breakfast. ”

Zhao Ling also got up at this time, and after a simple wash, he said hello to Zhao Jun, who was exercising in the courtyard, and went to the firewood room to get busy.

"I'll help you."

Zhao Jun was a little embarrassed, yesterday at night, when Zhao Ling was asleep, he was unconsciously held and slept by himself.

How do you know that Zhao Ling frowned at this time, a little blamed, but said seriously:

"Brother, what do you say, how can a good man be busy between food and clothing, although we are not everyone. But Ling'er has also heard that men should be ambitious, and brother must not be like this in the future. ”

"Huh? Well, my brother is still a little confused. ”

Zhao Jun couldn't laugh or cry, and was actually taught a lesson by a little girl. However, he also knew that the times were different, and the living habits and humanistic concepts must be different, fortunately, with the explanation of soul disorder, Zhao Ling didn't care too much about Zhao Jun's strange behavior, but it was just a little strange.

After playing military boxing and doing some military exercises, after the breath is smooth, the spirit begins to be vigorous. At this time, Zhao Ling's breakfast was also ready, and she brought it to the main room.

One is a few low, two grass pads, and Zhao Jun and Zhao Ling sit down opposite each other. But Zhao Jun was not used to kneeling, so he moved two small tree stumps from the courtyard to do it.

In fact, at this time, people's habit of kneeling and sitting was only popular among the aristocracy. The melee of the Seven Kingdoms, the habits of the poor people, are very mixed, and few people go to the truth, only hospitality or formal occasions, there will be.

It's just that the habit of kneeling and sitting was left by Zhao Ling's parents, and the two have always adhered to it. Zhao Ling saw that Zhao Jun moved the two tree stumps, and he didn't say much, just thought that it was Zhao Jun after leaving the soul, which was different.

The breakfast was very simple, thin rice porridge that could be used as a mirror, two whole grain cakes, and amaranth in a clay pot, but unexpectedly, there were two eggs.

Zhao Ling handed the cake and eggs to Zhao Jun and said: "These two eggs were only laid by Xiaohua the day before yesterday, brother, you eat more, the injury is good, and you have to make up for your body." "Xiaohua is Zhao Jun's family, the only hen that can lay eggs, and of course the only domestic animal.

"I'm not hungry, just eat one, you and I can eat one each." Zhao Jun smiled and gave one of the cakes and eggs to Zhao Ling.

Zhao Ling was a little helpless about Zhao Jun's insistence, and it seemed that she couldn't bear the temptation of eggs, so she took it with both hands, and stuttered with relish, and an egg was eaten by her with relish, and there was no egg skin left. Zhao Jun secretly smiled bitterly, and his nose was a little sour, they must have suffered a lot before. In the previous life, such a big child was not a rare egg, but Zhao Ling ate it like a rare treasure.

Although the food was a little light, Zhao Jun tasted a different taste, a kind of pure clarity, and a kind of warmth and relaxation that had not been seen for a long time.

After eating, Zhao Jun was in the small courtyard and devoted himself to exercising again.

Xingyi Quan is one of the two-handed stunts that he was proud of in his previous life. When he was in high school, almost most of his energy was spent on Xingyi Boxing, and because of this, he fell to Sun Shan and could only go to the army.

It is by virtue of this that he has achieved the top ten in the all-master hand-to-hand competition. It's just that the body is different now, plus there are still injuries in this body, and the recovery is slow at a young age, so I don't know if I can beat my teeth in three days.

"Brother, if we don't promise him"

Zhao Ling saw that Zhao Jun was injured, so he practiced martial arts frantically, and he also knew Zhao Jun's thoughts. Yongya once said that if he offered good land, he could give their brothers and sisters a bite to eat and take them as slaves.

"Nope." It is impossible to think that he is a slave to others in this life, not even death.

Zhao Jun continued to practice martial arts, sweating wantonly in the courtyard, being shot by the sun, reflecting colorful light, but he was extremely persistent and firm.

"Not only do I want to keep the Zhao family's field, but I also want him to spit out all the food he ate before."

In the era of farming, the field was the lifeblood of ordinary people, including the current Zhao Jun.

Since he didn't want to grovel, he had to fight to the death. Otherwise, if you lose your land, in this era, he and Zhao Ling will starve to death sooner or later.

And if the good land is taken back and the physical fitness is improved, the force will be stronger, and in the era of cold weapons, it is to save his life, and he has the capital to speak on his feet, rather than being manipulated by others. In the previous life, individuals were martial arts, and they couldn't change their lives. But in this era is different, especially in troubled times. The more powerful it is, the brighter the future will be.

"Well, I believe brother." Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Jun's stubborn and firm gaze, his clear eyes suddenly bloomed with a strange look, and he had a kind of blind worship when he looked at Zhao Jun.

Hearing this, Zhao Jun turned around and smiled: "Hehe, little girl." ”

Three days, you can't do anything.

But Zhao Jun didn't dare to relax a little, now he is racing against time, one more minute of time is one more point of certainty to defeat Yongya.

However, with the combination of work and rest, occasionally Zhao Jun will rest and chat with Zhao Ling for a while to deepen his understanding of this era, so as not to make a fool of himself in the future. And in the past three days, Zhao Jun also discovered some doubts about his life experience.

According to Zhao Ling, Zhao Jun found a ring-shaped black jade in the east room, with a dragon image carved on the front at the end of the Warring States period, but it was not complete. There are vague words on the back, a square prefix, and a mouth below, but on the whole, it seems to be a piece of jade with a half-section.

"There should be another piece that can be paired."

Zhao Jun thought so, so he looked at it again, and the circular pattern on the lower left side of his chest and abdomen was a kind of tattoo, black. The diameter is one finger long, the pattern is very complex, and at the same time it seems to contain a charm, like a galloping wild horse, showing a wild and uninhibited demeanor, revealing an inexplicable sense of mystery.

As far as Zhao Jun knows, tattoos were first used in the Spring and Autumn Period, but not for art, but more of a status symbol or ethnic tradition.

Whether it is half a piece of black jade, or an inexplicable mysterious tattoo, these are not ordinary people can have. There are also five acres of fertile land, which ordinary people will not have. Because the current land reclamation is very difficult, there is a lack of professional tool knowledge, and there are many fierce beasts in the wild. Therefore, although the land is vast now, there are not many people who can really cultivate fertile land.

This is also the reason why Yongya will covet five acres of fertile land. In Pei County, most of the grass and trees are deep, full of swampy land, rivers and lakes, and the total amount of fields is not much.

"What do you want to do with all that? For now, let's figure out how to survive. Zhao Jun smiled a little self-deprecatingly, survival is a problem at the moment, let alone pursuing his life experience, let's wait for later.

Teeth? Reading this name, Zhao Jun was suddenly stunned, as if he was a historical celebrity at the end of the Qin Dynasty.

However, after thinking about it again, what about celebrities, if they dare to block my life, I will punch him, and let him disappear from history in the future.

History, this thing is ultimately up to those in power.

"I have to win, I can't afford to lose." Zhao Jun clenched his fists tightly, and now there is not much food in the family.