The next day, the weather was still good, the sun was shining brightly and the trees were covered with snow.
Zhao Tong's face was whiter than snow.
He came out of the room and stood in front of the pear wood door, silently looking at everything outside.
Although he was surrounded by dangers, he had also mastered the sixth method of transforming the sky into a martial art.
Martial arts are generally only used for two purposes, one is to strengthen the body, and the other is to fight with martial arts.
Both are excellent.
However, things like Sky Transformation and Sun-turning Needle have no effect on strengthening the body. They only focus on killing people through means. Their skills are extreme and one-sided, but they cannot be called superior.
Zhao Tong took a breath and walked forward with his hands behind his hands.
The village is very lively at the moment. Since taking over, the believers have been ordered to raise some cattle and sheep, raise some chickens and ducks, and stables and other things are already there.
Zhuangzi in the Song Dynasty were mostly farms, and manors purely for residence were rare.
Such as Zhujiazhuang and Hujiazhuang, they made the farm as large as possible and armed some strong tenant farmers, called Zhujiazhuang.
Farming when busy and practicing martial arts in leisure time have become the norm in large farms.
Although Green Willow Village is large in scale, it does not have much land, only a few hundred acres in total. These lands do not require many tenant farmers, so they cannot support the villagers.
The farm does not only rely on the land for food, livestock is also a good source of income. Judging from the stables in the farm, this farm should have been raised in large numbers, and almost all of the believers brought by Zhao Tong are from farmers. The principle of feeding is to fill it up as soon as you buy it.
Chickens and sheep were being slaughtered in the distance. Zhao Tong strolled over and watched for a while, then started walking around Zhuangzi.
When they arrived to the west, they saw Liyanaza instructing Dia on how to use the sword, and Yao Pingzhong was cheering from the side.
Lianazha used a fast sword. Nine out of ten people use fast swords. The main path of the sword is not to chop, but to "stab", so most people who practice swords practice speed.
Lianaza's own swordsmanship is exquisite, but Dia's swordsmanship is not very good. It can be seen that her talent is average, but Yao Pingzhong clapped his hands and praised her against his will. Dia didn't know it, and her little face turned red with excitement.
Zhao Tong coughed slightly, and the three of them looked at each other. Yao Pingzhong looked at Zhao Tong's face and immediately exclaimed: "Right, right envoy, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Tong's face was naturally as pale as paper, even the sallow color of his original disguise could not be concealed. He shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm just a little cold."
Liyanaza raised her eyebrows carefully after hearing this, quickly came to Zhao Tan, and then reached out to pick out his eyelids.
Zhao Tong felt his little hands were cold, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to hide away. Lianaza whispered: "Don't move!"
Liyanaza opened his eyelids and took a closer look, then pinched his cheek and said, "Open your mouth!"
Zhao Tong squinted his eyes, thinking, are you looking for a doctor or a horse?
Liyanaza didn't wait for him to take the initiative. She exerted a slight force on her hand, and Zhao Tong could only open his mouth. Then she looked at it, let go, and grabbed Zhao Tong's wrist again.
This time, he felt the pulse normally. Zhao Tong knew that the traditional Uighur medical methods were similar to those in the Central Plains, including looking, hearing, asking, and feeling, but this combined with picking up his eyelids and looking at his teeth always made him suspect that the other party was treating cattle and horses.
After feeling her pulse, Liyana said: "Right envoy, has your practice changed the sky?"
Zhao Tong nodded and said, "I tried it last night."
Liyana said: "Right, don't practice any more. Your bones and muscles have been damaged, and your physique should not be suitable for this martial art."
Zhao Tong touched his chin and thought to himself, I have even finished practicing the sixth path, why am I not suitable?
As for damage, it is normal. It is simply impossible to practice this kind of martial arts without damage.
Just as he was about to speak, Lianaza said again: "Fortunately, you are just practicing for the first time, and you can recover if you stop in time. If you forcefully finish the first step, the damage caused will be difficult to recover."
Hearing this, Zhao Tong closed his mouth again, looked at Liyana and said, "Then I won't practice anymore."
Liyanaza seemed to be relieved and nodded: "This is the best. The right envoy must not be duplicitous in what he says. Seeing this exquisite martial arts, he will remember it in his heart and always want to practice it secretly."
Zhao Tong was speechless. After a while, he shook his head and said, "I don't think about it, and I don't practice secretly. I'll forget about it tomorrow."
Liyanaza nodded: "I think your envoy is injured internally and needs to drink medicine to recover and rest in the room."
Zhao Tong's eyes widened, and he immediately waved his hands and said: "Don't even think about it, and you want to feed me medicine? It's absolutely impossible!"
Lianaza pursed her lips and said softly: "This is for the sake of your health."
Zhao Tong shook his head: "Let's stop talking about this matter. After dinner, I will take Saint Aunt to Tokyo. The weather is not that cold today. The Daxiangguo Temple is also open. There are all kinds of entertainment, and the goods should be complete. It will be time to leave by then. Take a walk.”
Seeing that his intention was determined, Liyanaza had no choice but to give up the idea of taking medicine and rest. However, martial arts practitioners are physically strong and have strong recovery power. As long as Zhao Tong does not continue to practice, she is not too worried.
After a while, the banquet started. Because the manor held two meals a day, breakfast and lunch together, it was very rich, including chicken, goose, fish, and sheep. All kinds of dishes were served, and some light fruit wine was bought from the main store, which was extremely rare in this winter.
After finishing the meal, drinking tea and resting for a while, Zhao Tong ordered someone to go and hitch the car.
It is inconvenient to go to the Daxiangguo Temple to hang out and ride horses, but there are no luxury cars like those in the Wangfu Palace. They only have a large black car for emergency use. Although it is not comfortable, it is spacious and sufficient.
Zhao Tong, Liya Nazha, and Diya entered the carriage, while Yao Pingzhong and Luo Jinshui drove.
Although Yao Pingzhong was born as a general of the Yao family in the northwest and had a high status, he was very familiar with the driving business and had a lot of potential to show off his skills, so he only let Luo Jinshui watch, holding the whip alone, raising his hand and lashing him hard.
The horse was in pain, neighed loudly, and ran forward.
Dia said: "The big man was defeated by the yellow horse. Now he is taking out his anger on the horse pulling the cart."
Yao Pingzhong heard it from outside the car and said angrily: "It is not the behavior of a good man to discuss people's opinions behind their backs."
Dia curled her lips and said: "I am a woman, not a hero."
Yao Pingzhong was speechless immediately, and was so angry that he whipped forward again.
Zhao Tong ignored the dispute between the two, looked at Liyana and said: "There is still a month and a half until the New Year's Eve. You might as well leave later and watch the New Year's excitement in the Song Dynasty."
Liyanaza thought for a moment, then shook her head and said: "I'm afraid it's impossible... When can the right envoy go to the northwest again?"
Zhao Tong knew that it was difficult for her to stay, so he smiled: "It shouldn't be far, I will go there sooner or later."
Liyana asked: "Ten years?"
Zhao Tong said: "Why did it take so long?"
Lianaza asked again: "Five years?"
Zhao Tong thought for a while and said, "If you say five years at most, or three or two years at the shortest, I will have to go to Longyou again."
The carriage was dark, Liyana's eyes were as bright as stars, and she smiled.
(End of chapter)
