Next.

Wei Tu got up early in the morning, carried his luggage and came to the gate of the county government to wait.

When it was almost mid-day, the gate of the county government was pushed open by a few Liding.

The front and back mansions of the county ya, the front ya, which has not been repaired for many years, seems to be very dilapidated, but after Wei Tu bypasses the wall, passes through the instrument gate, and comes to the ring stone workshop, he sees the three-story wooden attic of the inner residence through the courtyard wall.

The attic is exquisitely built, with the eaves and teeth upturned, the ridge of the roof slightly raised, and the structure of the attic is also embedded with auspicious patterns such as carp turning into a dragon and cranes flying.

Wei Tu was very surprised, he had come to the hall with the "household room" hanging at this time, and saw that there was no one around, only a soap-robed little official writing official documents on the case in the house, and he had no time to look at him, so he was bold, stood on the pedestal, and glanced into the courtyard wall.

Stone paving, white walls and tiles......

Pavilions......

The architecture of the inner residence is very different from the architectural atmosphere of the front office.

"That's how a husband should be." Wei Tu remembered this sentence in his heart.

Although the Li family and the Huang family were wealthy, he was in a humble situation at the time, and he didn't dare to look more.

In the previous life, although there was a difference between high-rise buildings and flat-building houses, there was not much difference in status between people, and there was no strange mood.

In this life, the status is different, the house is also different, and it needs to conform to the etiquette system, and the feeling is different.

After reading it, Wei Tu cleaned up his mood, took out the deed and certificate letter from his arms, and then knocked on the door of the house gently.

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

Wei Tu was concise and to the point, and told him about his release from slavery.

"Freedling?" The soap officer was surprised, inserted the sheep's hair pen in his hand diagonally on the pen stand, and took a good look at Wei Tu.

Although the household management household registration has the business of ransom of slaves, since he inherited his father's business and became a servant, he has never seen a slave come to the household to get rid of his slave status.

"Is there a deed? The Epistles of the Lord's house? The soapman's tone softened a little.

Although he doesn't know Wei Tu, Wei Tu can redeem himself at this age, no matter how you look at it, he is also a character, and it is worth paying more attention to.

"Yes!" Wei Tu didn't talk nonsense, walked into the house, bowed slightly, and handed the deed and letter in his hand to the soap official in front of him.

"Hmm...... Nineteen? The soapman raised his eyebrows slightly.

When he saw Wei Tu for the first time, he thought that Wei Tu was a strong man of thirty years old, but he didn't expect that he was only a young man under twenty.

The soapman memorized Wei Tu's name, surname and place of origin, and then opened the deed and letter, and carefully compared the handwriting and stamps with the archives of the house.

When it was correct, the soapman took out the book with the words "Minjia" written on the cover, and added the name of Wei Tu on the last page.

"After becoming a citizen, you will have to pay a fixed amount of tax every year in the future, and if you have a land, you will have to pay a land tax...... and in addition, if you don't want to serve the annual conscription, you will have to pay the money on behalf of the servant."

The soapman said one by one.

Listen to this.

Wei Tu nodded, signaling that he understood.

Becoming a civilian is only temporary.

As long as he is promoted in the martial arts and achieves fame, he will be able to enter the "military nationality" and even the "official nationality" from the "civilian nationality".

At that time.

He will not have to pay the tax and the silver on behalf of the servant.

"Three years after becoming a citizen, if you don't have any outstanding taxes and service money, and your family has no land, the yamen will give you Yongye land as appropriate, and you need to remember this."

The soapman reminded.

"Master Xie."

Wei Tu bowed in thanks.

……

Leave the county office.

Wei Tu didn't stay in the county seat for a long time, and after he ate a dough cake baked by apricot blossoms yesterday, he followed the flow of people and left the county seat.

For the sake of safety, Weitu did not take a big one, but found an inn to rest halfway, and stayed until the next day before continuing to hurry.

The next day, I walked for half a day.

After Weitu bypassed a mountain pass, he finally saw a village with "Shanjiazhai" written on it near the river at the bottom of the slope.

After inquiring with the villagers, Wei Tu came to the only blue brick mansion in Danjiazhai Village with three horse-tied stakes.

"Li Yaozu? It's weird. Shan Wuju sat on the stone mill in front of the house, his face was clear, his face was long, he was wearing a brown and purple ripe cotton summer coat, and a brass hookah was pinned to his waist.

After reading the letter, Shan Wuju shook the ash of the hookah, said "come in" to Wei Tu, and walked into the house with his hands in his hands.

The single house is a courtyard with three entrances, and there are several good horses in the yard of the first entry.

When he arrived at the hall of the second courtyard, Shan Wuju sat down and said: "I accepted your long-term work, as for teaching fist and foot martial arts, it depends on my mood, and it also depends on whether you are this material." ”

"Also, after participating in the martial arts and gaining fame, you have to give me filial piety every year and give gifts in seasons, can you do this?"

Shan Wuju said.

"If it happens, Master Shan will be my mentor, and it is only natural for apprentices to honor their master." Wei Tu thought for a moment, and said this slightly slick sentence.

"Very good."

When Shan Wuju heard this, he didn't refute it, and a smile appeared on his face.

"There are stone locks outside the house to practice strength, as well as a hard bow, try them all to see if you are a finished material."

Shan Wuju pointed out the door.

Wetu nodded and walked out of the house.

When he entered the house, he saw the arrangement of Shan Wuju and the second person entering the courtyard, and there were all kinds of weapons in the eighteen classes, including bronze statues and wooden stakes.

Leaning less, Wei Tu came to the corner of the courtyard, cheered up his right arm, and lifted a stone lock marked "three hundred catties".

After more than a year of practice, the progress of his health preservation skills has improved, although he has not yet reached Dacheng, but he has surpassed Xiaocheng by a lot.

The strength has also increased from 200 catties in one arm to 300 catties in one arm.

"The roots are good." Shan Wuju bowed his head slightly, and his eyes showed a hint of satisfaction.

Practicing martial arts has always paid attention to the roots.

If you can't do it, it's hard to get started even if you practice.

can lift three hundred catties of stone locks with one arm, in the eyes of Shan Wujuren, Wei Tu can be regarded as a talented person among ordinary people.

However.

When it was time to draw the bow, Wei Tu shook his head and sincerely stated the fact that his bow and archery skills were not perfect.

"Can't shoot with a bow?" Shan Wuju frowned, if he wanted to achieve fame in the martial arts exam, it was far from enough to rely on strength.

However, in this regard, Shan Wuju did not let go too much, he didn't know how to do it today, and he would take the test again next time.

Bow and archery skills can be practiced again.

Anyway, Wei Tu is not very old.

"What punches and kicks have you learned? Knife technique? Shan Wuju groaned and asked.

The fists and feet he said are not any fancy fists and embroidered legs, but the inheritance of the fists and feet of the Eight Classics, with all kinds of pile skills, which are the basis of foreign martial arts.

These fists and feet can be practiced for a lifetime.

Most of the sword techniques among martial artists are also practiced by these fists and feet.

"Only...... Turtle breath nourishes qigong. ”

Wei Tu said truthfully.

"Turtle breath nourishing qigong? That book of self-cultivation? What is this thing? ”

Shan Wuju had obviously heard the name of "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong", and soon expressed his disdain for this health preservation exercise in his words.