Changshan Kingdom, Zhending, Zhaojia Village

At this moment, Zhao Yun was wearing a white dress, wrapped in silver spear, and was standing quietly outside the village.

The Han Dynasty had very strict laws, and the people were not allowed to make weapons privately.

Therefore, in order to avoid suspicion, Zhao Yun specially wrapped the silver gun given by his teacher.

I carefully observe the slight changes in Zhaojia Village in recent years, and see the changes in the villages after the Yellow Turban chaos.

Jizhou is a severely affected area of ​​the Yellow Turban chaos. The first thieves, Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang, preached here for more than ten years and have many believers.

Of course, after the rebellion, the disasters suffered by Jizhou were incomparable!

As I walked along the way, what I saw and heard stimulated Zhao Yun's nerves, making him feel infinite emotion.

After leaving Jingxing and entering Jizhou, the refugees and hunger were everywhere, and the villagers were in ruins and even some Guizhou heads reached the point of changing their children and eating, which was horrifying.

Moreover, as the disaster just passed, thieves were everywhere, more and more Guizhou leaders sold themselves to the powerful because of their poor life, and the wealthy households became tenants or slaves.

The Qianshou, who had no way to survive, had to sell his land, devote himself to his family slaves, and be housed by the landlords and powerful people.

This move has made the powerful and powerful people even bigger, buying land, taking in tenants, building forts, and creating weapons without permission.

After helping Zhan County defeat the Yellow Turban Thiefs, although the Ming court valued Zhao Yun's bravery, he wanted to recruit him as a county official.

However, Zhao Yun refused to enlist the throne on the grounds of homesickness.

He was a person from later generations who were familiar with the history of the late Han Dynasty and knew that the Han Dynasty today was already in decline, and if he was a county official, he would work at the grassroots level.

I am afraid that throughout my life, I will do nothing and make no achievements!

Not to mention county officials, even Liu Xuande, who created the foundation of Shu Han, could not accomplish anything when he was appointed as the Plain Order, let alone officials?

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After watching the village for a long time, Zhaojia Village shocked Zhao Yun on the spot and was speechless for a while.

The village actually built a fort owned by rural tyrants, but it was okay to defend against ordinary thieves.

"Hey, this person looks so familiar?"

After a long time, the gate of the fort opened and a young man walked out of it. Zhao Yun looked familiar and couldn't help but walk quickly.

When I got closer, I couldn't help but feel happy and said, "Ayun, it's really you. Have you returned from studying art?"

After the words came, Zhao Yun couldn't help but come back to his senses and said hello: "Ahu?"

The person next to him is Zhao Hu, a member of the Zhaojia Village clan. He is the same age as Zhao Yun and is a relatively good clan friend since childhood.

Zhao Hu was incredible. When he was twelve years old, he encountered a tiger in the back mountain, but he had bare hands and punched him directly to death.

From then on, it gradually gained fame among several villages near the adjacent Zhaojia Village.

With the killing of the tiger with bare hands, Zhao Hu gradually became the object of worship for his children of the same age in the village.

On weekdays, Zhao Yun also practices martial arts with him for a long time and learns with each other.

To be honest, Zhao Yun was still at a disadvantage in the competition of strength and did not get any advantage at Zhao Hu.

Until three years ago, Zhao Yun ushered in a turning point in his life. He was valued by the master of martial arts and was accepted as a closed disciple to go up the mountain to learn skills.

As a result, the gap between the two began to widen from here!

After a conversation, Zhao Hu slowly said goodbye: "Ayun, my father and mother are still farming in the fields, I want to go and help."

"I can't accompany you for the time being!"

After saying goodbye to Zhao Yun, Zhao Hu left straight and walked towards the ground.

It is now early April, which is the spring plowing season. It is common for Guizhou to work in the fields.

After being stunned for a long time, Zhao Yun abandoned the unnecessary distractions in his mind, tried to make him feel happy and entered the village road.

Although three years later, the villagers still had a clear impression of Zhao Yun, so he quickly entered the fort.

Walking everywhere in the village, every bit of childhood comes from memories, and sometimes he shows a look of confusion.

After about a long time running, Zhao Yun stopped at a small area, which was relatively simple.

After stopping, Zhao Yun took a deep breath, pushed the door straight and walked in slowly.

In the courtyard, a woman was holding a wooden gun, practicing each move, and she was extremely hardworking.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yun did not disturb it immediately, but observed it quietly.

The woman regarded martial arts as if she had entered the state of selflessness and did not notice the person she came.

He is seven feet and five inches long, fifteen years old, with a charming face, like pear blossoms and rain. He is tied up and clamped with a hairpin.

The hair is folded up and the hairpin is clamped, which is the standard configuration for ancient women and hairpins.

And the hairpin means that a woman has grown up, her hair is folded up and her hairpin is clamped, which can prove that she thinks that an adult can be a woman.

This woman who looks so attractive and regards martial arts as a fool is Zhao Yun's sister, whose name is Yu.

After practicing for a while, Zhao Yuxin was probably tired, so she stopped her palm and placed the wooden gun aside.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yu was stunned on the spot, and suddenly he was like a puppet, breathing rapidly and unable to come back to his senses.

For a moment, Zhao Yun gradually walked to the side and chuckled, "Xiaoyu, why don't you work as a female worker?"

"How can you get married in the future if you are fighting and killing?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yu reacted instantly and said coquettishly: "Second brother, you are a bad guy. I just came back and teased my sister, Xiaoyu ignored you."

After the words came to his voice, he pretended to turn his head aside and pretended to ignore him.

In fact, I was actually quietly watching Zhao Yun, wanting others to comfort him.

How could Zhao Yun not feel this little trick? He knew that his sister was in her prime and was relatively lively.

"Ha ha!"

"I'm kidding for my brother. We Xiaoyu is so dignified and ladylike, and we will be proposing marriages in the future. How could no one marry us?"

As Zhao Yun explained, Zhao Yu came to his senses and suddenly pounced on him and said instead.

"Second brother, do you know that in the years since you left home, my eldest brother was away from business and was always there, and no one was with Xiaoyu."

"For the past three years, Xiaoyu has been spent in loneliness all the time."

As he was talking, Zhao Yu suddenly burst into tears and cried loudly, giving her face a fancy look.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun gently covered Zhao Yu even tighter, patted his back with his hand, comforting: "Xiaoyu, brother is back."

"I won't let you face the torture of loneliness alone in the future."

After some comfort, Zhao Yu gradually stopped crying and left his arms.

Suddenly, after Zhao Yu cried, his eyes turned red, and there were still tears on his cheeks.

The originally charming face is even more beautiful and sympathetic!

It was said that after Zhao Yun came back, Zhao Yu was happy and walked out of the door happily and went out to publicize it.

Seeing Zhao Yu's excited back, he shook his head repeatedly, but he didn't expect that he would leave him with such a lively young girl.

"Although I have taken over your body now, Zhao Yu will be my little sister in the future and will never let her be hurt."

At this moment, Zhao Yun couldn't help but secretly in his heart, thinking quietly.

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After arriving in the village for a few days, Zhao Yun was pointing out Xiaoyu's shooting skills in the courtyard.

Suddenly, a young man who was not very different from him pushed open the door and shouted: "Ayun, Ayun."
Chapter completed!