Chapter 13： Change of registration, single martial arts examination (please collect and read)

Chapter 13: Change of nationality, single martial arts competition (please collect and read)

The next day.

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

It was almost noon when the gate of the county government office was pushed open by a few soldiers.

The former mansion of the county government office has not been repaired for many years, and it looks very dilapidated. However, after Wei Tu walked around the screen wall, passed through the Yimen, and came to Jie Shifang, he saw the tall inner mansion through the courtyard wall. three-story wooden loft.

The attic is very delicately built, with upturned eaves and slightly raised owl kisses on the ridge. The structure of the attic is also inlaid with auspicious patterns such as carps transforming into dragons and cranes flying.

Wei Tu was surprised. At this time, he came to the main room where the "household" was hung. He saw no one around, except for a small official in a soap robe who was writing an official document on a slip of paper in the room. He had no time to look towards him. So he boldly stood on the platform with his feet raised and took a look inside the courtyard wall.

Slate paved floor, white walls and black tiles…

Pavilions and pavilions…

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

“This is what a man should do.” Wei Tu thought of this sentence in his mind.

Although the Li family and the Huang family were wealthy families, he was in a humble situation at that time and did not dare to look more. Now that he came to redeem himself, he had different moods. When he saw this antique building, he felt bored and disgusted in his heart. Instead, there is more appreciation and desire.

Although there were differences between high-rise buildings and flat-floor houses in the previous life, the status difference between people was not big, and they did not give rise to strange feelings.

In this life, your status is different, and you live in a different house. You need to comply with etiquette, so your feelings are naturally different.

After reading it, Wei Tu calmed down, took out the identity deed and the letter of certification from his arms, and then gently knocked on the door of the household.

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

Wei Tu told the story of his liberation from slavery in a concise and concise manner.

“Get out of slavery?” Zaoli was surprised, put the brush in his hand on the pen holder, and took a good look at Wei Tu.

Although the household was responsible for managing household registration and handling the redemption of slaves, since he inherited his father's business and became a subordinate, he had never seen a slave come to the household to take off his slave status.

"Do you have a physical bond? A letter from the master?" Zaoli's tone became gentler.

Although he doesn't know Wei Tu, Wei Tu can redeem himself and escape his country at this age. He is still a figure and deserves his attention.

"Yes!" Wei Tu walked into the house without any nonsense, bowed slightly, and presented the deed and the letter to the soap official in front of him with both hands.

“Hmm…nineteen years old?” Zaoli raised his eyebrows slightly.

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

Zao Li memorized Wei Tu's name and place of origin, then opened the deed and letters, and carefully compared the handwriting and stamps with the archives of the household.

When everything was correct, Zaoli took out a book with the two characters "Minji" written on the cover, and added Wei Tu's name on the last page.

“After becoming a citizen, you will have to pay a fixed amount of Ding tax every year. If you have land, you will also need to pay local tax... In addition, if you don’t want to do the corvee every year, you will have to pay a service fee.”

Zao Li said one by one.

Listen to this.

Wei Tu nodded, indicating that he understood.

Being a commoner is only temporary.

As long as he passes the military examination and obtains a meritorious title, he can move from "civilian status" to "military status" or even "official status".

At that time.

He does not need to pay the Ding tax and the levy silver.

“Three years after becoming a citizen, if there is no outstanding Ding tax and service money, and there is no land in the family, the Yamen will allocate Yongye land to you at its discretion. You need to remember this.”

Zao Li reminded me.

“Thank you, sir.”

Wei Tu bowed to express his thanks.

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Leave the county government office.

Wei Tu did not stay in the county town for long. After eating a pancake baked by Xinghua yesterday, he followed the flow of people and left the county town.

For safety reasons, Wei Tu did not travel day and night. Instead, he found an inn to rest and stay until the next day before continuing on his journey. The next day we walked for half a day.

After Wei Tu walked around a hill, he finally saw a village with "Shanjiazhai" written on it near the river at the bottom of the slope.

After asking the villagers, Wei Tu came to the only blue brick mansion with three horse tethering posts in Shanjiazhai Village.

"Li Yaozu? I'm surprised." Shan Wuju was sitting on the stone mill in front of the house. He had a pale, long face, and was wearing a brown and purple cotton summer coat, with a brass hookah tied around his waist.

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

 Shanzhao has three courtyards. There are several good horses in the first courtyard. When they see Shan Wuju coming in, they all scream.

Arrived at the main room of the second courtyard, Shan Wuju sat down and said, "I will take over your long-term job. As for teaching boxing and kicking martial arts, it depends on my mood and whether you are the material."

“Also, after participating in martial arts and gaining fame, you must pay me filial piety every year and give me gifts during the season. Can you do this?”

Shan Wuju said.

"If it works, Master Shan will be my mentor. It is the right thing for a disciple to respect his master." Wei Tu thought for a moment and said this slightly tactful sentence.

"Good."

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

“There are stone locks for practicing strength outside the house, as well as hard bows. You can try them all to see if you are a good material.”

Shan Wuju pointed to the door.

Wei Tu nodded and walked outside the house.

When he just entered the house, he saw Shan Wuju and Er entered the yard. There were all kinds of weapons for the eighteen squads, including many bronze statues and wooden mannequins.

After a while, Wei Tu came to the corner of the courtyard. With his right arm, he lifted up a stone lock marked "three hundred catties".

With more than a year of practice, his progress in health-preserving skills has improved. Although he has not yet reached Dacheng, he has surpassed Xiaocheng by a lot.

The strength also increased from 200 jins per arm to 300 jins per arm.

“Not bad.” Shan Wuju nodded slightly, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.

When practicing martial arts, one always pays attention to the fundamentals.

Without a good bone, it will be difficult to get started no matter how hard you practice.

Able to lift three hundred kilograms of stone locks with one arm, in Shan Wu Juren's opinion, Wei Tu can be regarded as a gifted person among ordinary people.

However.

When it came time to draw the bow, Wei Tu shook his head and honestly confessed the fact that his bow shooting skills were not good.

"Can't you shoot with a bow?" Shan Wuju frowned. In order to gain fame in the martial arts examination, strength alone was far from enough.

However, Shan Wuju didn’t take it too lightly. If you can’t pass the exam now, you can just take it again next time.

Handbow shooting skills can all be practiced again.

Anyway, Wei Tu is not very old.

"What kind of boxing and kicking have you learned? Sword skills?" Shan Wuju asked after pondering.

The fists and kicks he is talking about are not fancy fists and kicks, but the serious inheritance of fists and kicks from the Eight Classics. There are various pile skills, which are the basis of foreign martial arts.

These fists and kicks can be practiced for a lifetime.

The various sword techniques among martial arts masters are mostly derived from the practice of these fists and kicks.

“Only... Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong.”

Wei Tu is truthful.

“Gui Xi Yang Qigong? That body-nurturing skill? What is this?”

Shan Wuju had obviously heard of the name "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong", and he quickly showed his disdain for this health-preserving exercise in his words.

Recommended tonight, please read more this week...

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(End of this chapter)