Chapter 1, ancestor teenager

In early autumn, it is cold in northern Liaoning. The dim yellow lush forest and the rolling hills are crisscrossed, the cool breeze is blowing, and the forest is moving and shadowy, and it looks like layers of waves at a glance. The sky is blue and boundless, and a few idle clouds change leisurely, and the cleanliness makes people feel relaxed and happy.

On the hill field in the northern suburbs of Xu Wu County, a cavalry of more than 20 people roared from west to east. The knights dressed up in simple clothes, or held long bows or with lanos. From time to time, someone shouted to drive away a group of panicked escapees in front of the cavalry. The leader was a 15- or six-year-old teenager. Unlike the people behind him, he wore a soft leather short armor on his upper body and was equipped with an unknown strange seat on his horse.

It is with the help of this strange seat that the teenager can maintain the balance of his body with his feet alone, and specially free his hands to bend his bow and arrows, even in the process of speed without being affected at high speed.

All the way after hunting, the people behind them have long been amazed by the teenager's fitness method. There are many experienced jockey hunters, but none of them can shoot at the same time, and can ensure excellent accuracy.

I only heard the teenager shout: "Yes."

Strings, bows, arrows.

The arrow with cold light split the air and chased into the abdomen of an adult antelope with a "sh".

With the cry of the antelope, the sheep left the injured members and dispersed. The injured antelope continued to run for a distance, and finally fell to the ground in despair.

"Look, the eldest son shot again."

"The eldest son is really a magic arrow!"

"It's only been half a day, nine arrows in thirteen arrows, it can be said that Marquis Jinghuan is alive."

"Less talk, hurry up and clean up the sheep."

Surrounded by the cheers of his followers, the teenager slowed down and leaned his horse to the place where the antelope fell. However, at this time, there was no look of pride and joy on his face. Instead, he frowned and looked thoughtfully. From time to time, he lowered his head to check the strange seat. After turning over and disembracing, the others ran forward to pick up their prey. The teenager just glanced at the still gasping antelope, and then didn't pay much attention to it. He turned around and began to adjust the seat on the horse's back.

"Big son," at this time, a middle-aged man led his horse up from behind and respectfully greeted the teenager, "I saw you equip these things on the horse early in the morning, and I don't know what this is? Will it be inconvenient for the horse to stand on horseback like this..." Speaking of this, his tone couldn't help but increase a little.

The teenager who was called the eldest son smiled indifferently, patted the seat and said, "Uncle Hong, how can I not know that you are most careful about these horses? You can rest assured that the seat I installed is called the saddle, and the pedal below is called the pedal. These two things can not only make the rider sit down more realistic, but also reduce the wear of the horse's spine, which is really killing two birds with one stone.

Uncle Hong was a little embarrassed, but he still asked, "Is the eldest son serious about this?"

The teenager smiled and said, "When did my Zuzhao bully Uncle Hong?"

Uncle Hong knows that the eldest son has been knowledgeable and reasonable since he was a child. In recent years, he has been more important to old age and can treat everyone at the manor. Naturally, there is no doubt about what he said. Immediately, he quickly nod and answered, "That's, that's, he's talking too much."

The teenager continued to inspect the seat, stroked the pedal ring with his hand, shook his head slightly and said, "The size is wrong, and it still need to be improved."

Uncle Hong asked strangely, "Sir, this saddle and pedal don't seem to be from the Hu people, and I have never seen this thing in Youzhou. Is it a new thing from the Central Plains?"

The teenager smiled speciously and then said, "This is what I have done in recent days. Unfortunately, there are still defects. After careful improvement, I will definitely make the whole village fully equipped.

Hearing this, Uncle Hong was suspicious, but it was difficult to question the words of the eldest son. After all, the other party was the young master of Zujiazhuang.

Seeing Uncle Hong's obvious worry, the teenager smiled again. He did not mean to blame him. As the manager of the Zujiazhuang horse farm, as long as he is involved in things related to horses, he will be 100% careful. Such loyalty is valuable. However, it is not convenient for him to say so much now. After all, he invented the saddle and pedal in advance, and the emergence of new things will be more or less questioned.

"The reason why I can gallop and shoot well today depends on the effect of this saddle and pedal. It's useless to talk about other things. Uncle Hong, you can know the benefits of this thing after you have tried it yourself.

Uncle Hong was panicked and smiled dryly. He was about to speak when some of the attendants who were taking care of the prey not far away shouted with joy: "Look, this is a corner of the eye."

Soon, someone turned around and called, "Congratulations, prince, you got a corner of your eyes."

The teenager handed over the reins of his mount and turned to the crowd around the prey. An attendant of a similar age held a pair of sheep's horns that had just been dug from the head of the antelope and hurriedly handed them over. There were still hot blood stains on the roots and hands of the horns. The teenager did not dislike the evil blood stains. He picked up a sheep horn and turned it into the air. From the "antelope plug" with blood roots, he could faintly see the horn marrow in the cavity, and there was an extremely fine crack straight to the tip of the corner. Combined with the thick texture and nearly a foot length, it is determined that this is a rare eye angle.

Antelope horn is a traditional Chinese medicine, and the medicinal properties of heavenly eye horns are better than ordinary antelope horns. Although the corners of the eyes are not rare in the world, it is at least a good omen for hunters.

"It's very good," the teenager laughed and put the sheep's horn back into his entourage's hand and said cheerfully, "I'm happy today. Except for the filial piety to Grandpa after going back, the rest of the prey they received will be given to everyone equally."

When everyone present heard it, they all cheered and thanked. Most of them are hunters. Although there is no shortage of meat, the host family rewards the hunted, which contains the meaning of trust and recognition. Of course, they will feel cherished and honored.

The sheep's horns are wrapped in a special bag, and the antelope's body is tied tightly with a rope and carried on horseback.

Everything is thoughtful, and the sky has just passed noon. From early morning to now, a group of people have been running around continuously, leaving Xu Wu for 40 or 50 miles, and both people and horses have shown a little fatigue. As the oldest Uncle Hong in the team, it is recommended to take a short rest here, drink some water and eat some dry food before going on the road. The teenager had no objection, so everyone looked for a suitable place to rest and let the horses eat hay leisurely nearby.

Zu Zhao sat down on a mountain terrier and let the bright sunshine spread on his face. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the place where the sky and earth were connected in the distance, and there were a few signs of emotion in his heart.

It has been seven years since he traveled to this era. I have to say that time has passed by. He not only fully adapts to the new environment in front of him, but also inevitably plans for his future survival. Although he was lucky, he traveled to become the eldest son of the patriarch of the Zu clan in Xu Wu County, Youbeiping County, Youzhou. His ancestors were all officers who guarded the border and made military achievements, and he also came from the same family with the Dongjin general who attacked the middle stream hundreds of years later. He has a large family and is a veritable powerful family. Life is not a problem.

However, the only misfortune is that he has come to a wrong era. Emperor Xiping of the Han Dynasty has four years, and today, seven years later, is the sixth year of light and harmony. The Yellow Turban Rebellion that collapsed the Han Dynasty is about to appear on the historical stage.

In the past seven years, he has been preparing for the arrival of troubled times all the time. In the early years, he was still young. In addition to actively filial piety to the elders, treating people politely, and following the rules to learn Confucianism, and put on a clever and wise thing, he could do in other aspects very little else. Fortunately, the people in the northern border area are fierce and martial arts, coupled with the * of the military family, there is no lack of opportunities to dance knives and guns in addition to studying articles. Taking advantage of modern people's exercise methods, it is more or less a hard work.

Now it is a year of ambition, and for the ancients, they have a certain ability to speak and do. In the next six months, he will focus on dealing with the chaos of the yellow scarf.

What should the way forward be? There are too many unknown places!

At this time, the previous attendant of the same age took out a bulging water bag and trotted to Zu Zhao. Zu Zhao recovered from thousands of thoughts, took the water bag and took a big drink, wiped his mouth, and breathed happily.

"Zu Ji, the twelfth month is the day you tie your hair. Has your family ever asked your elders to give you a good name?" After handing back the water bag, Zu Zhao asked the other party like chatting. The young follower in front of him was originally of the same clan as him, but because he was from a commoner, his family was not rich, and his status among all clans was not high, and he was usually arranged to work in the homes of several elders.

In ancient times, people were generally not educated, and naming children was mostly perfunctory. Only when they reached the age ofshu could they choose a serious name when conditions permit. "Ji" is the smallest meaning. Zuji is just a random name for his own family, and a large-populous hopeful family like Zu is called more than one or two descendants of Zuji.

"The eldest son cares about it. My father just visited his third uncle a few days ago, and the third uncle gave him the word 'flat'." Zu Ji replied respectfully while collecting the water bag.

"It's a good name. You can be a flat person in the future. Zu Zhao nodded and praised.

Zu Ji smiled for a while, and it was difficult to hide his love for the name "Zu Ping".

"You have also grown up, and you need to be more sensible in the future. Don't just play all day, read more or less, understand? After a while, Zu Zhao said in a preachy tone. He is quite close to the cousin in front of him. A few years ago, he practiced martial arts together. He knew that the other party was straightforward and could not learn many books. Instead, he was willing to dance with knives and guns, but he was a person who could trust and close them.

"Yes, yes, my father has said more than once that I must learn more from the eldest son." Zu Ji looked embarrassed, scratched his head and said vaguely.

Zu Zhao knew that some people were not born with reading materials, so he did not nag Zu Ji much, but smiled with understanding.

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