I am a late bloomer in the world of immortality

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.

When it was almost noon, the gate of the county government was pushed open by a few people.

The front office of the county government and the back residence of the county government. The front office has not been repaired for many years and 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 residence through the courtyard wall. three-story wooden loft.

The attic is very delicately built, with upright eaves and owl kisses on the roof 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 official documents on the slips 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.

Stone paved floors, 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 real man should do." Wei Tu thought of these words 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 emotions.

In this life, the status is different, and the houses they live in are also different. They need to comply with the etiquette, so the feelings are naturally different.

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

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

Wei Tu spoke concisely and comprehensively about his liberation from slavery.

"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 management house manages household registration and handles the redemption of slaves, since he inherited his father's business and became a subordinate, he has never seen a slave come to the household house to take off his slave status.

"Is there a physical contract? A letter from the master's family?" Zaoli's tone became gentler.

Although he didn't know Wei Tu, Wei Tu could redeem himself and renounce his country at this age. He was a figure no matter what, and he deserved to take him seriously.

"Yes!" Wei Tu didn't waste any time. He walked into the room, bowed slightly, and presented the deed and the letter to the official in front of him with both hands.

"Um...nineteen years old?" Zaoli raised his eyebrows slightly.

When he first saw Wei Tu, he thought Wei Tu was a strong man in his thirties, but he didn't expect that he was just a young man under twenty.

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

When it was correct, Zaoli took out the book with the two characters "民典" 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 commission fee."

Zaoli said one by one.

Listen to this.

Wei Tu nodded, indicating that he understood.

Being a civilian is only temporary.

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

By then.

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 or 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."

Zaoli reminded him.

"Thank you, sir."

Wei Tu bowed and thanked him.

…

Leave the county office.

Wei Tu did not stay in the county town for long. After eating a noodle cake 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 way.

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.

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

When they 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 have to pay me tribute every year and give me gifts during the season. Can you do this?"

Shan Wuju said.

"If it succeeds, 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, with a smile 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 material."

Shan Wuju pointed outside the door.

Wei Tu nodded and walked outside the house.

When he just entered the house, he saw the display in the courtyard where Shan Wuju had entered the second class. There were all kinds of weapons for the Eighteenth Class, including many bronze statues and wooden mannequins.

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

After 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 kilograms per arm to 300 kilograms per arm.

"The bones are good." Shan Wuju nodded slightly, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.

Martial arts training has always paid attention to the fundamentals.

If you don’t have good basic skills, it will be difficult to get started no matter how hard you practice.

Being able to lift three hundred kilograms of stone locks with one arm, in Shan Wu Juren's opinion, Wei Tu was considered 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 not enough.

However, Shan Wuju did not take it too lightly. If he failed in this subject, he would just take it again next time.

Bowing and 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, including various pile skills, which are the basis of foreign martial arts.

These fists and kicks can be practiced for a lifetime.

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

"Only... Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong."

Wei Tu said truthfully.

"Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong? That body-nourishing 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.

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