Two days later, the soldiers and soldiers escorted all the way left the manor and began to go south, and wanted to return to the chariot and cavalry general Luo Yi to return.

The entire manor is quiet again, with a large courtyard with five in and five out, and the backyard with the fifth entrance is connected to the hillside, and there is also a small maple leaf forest.

Luo Zhaoyun and Mu He were completely free and began to patrol the courtyards before and after, walking through the main courtyard and the wing room, with winding paths in the corridor, dripping walls and tiles, flower beds, rockery and water pavilions, everything was found.

Under the leadership of the butler Feng Yao, the two came to the back garden. Here, a small path made of pebbles was turned around in a flowerbed, leading to a five-corner pavilion. There were stone tables and wooden benches in the stone pavilion, and several clusters of bamboo were planted beside the pavilion.

There is also a pond in front of it, with lotus flowers planted in it. Now it has withered, leaving only some loose and thick stems, but the overall picture is still very artistic.

Mu He chirped and jumped around, and was very happy. He saw the backyard connected to the hillside, with red leaves stacked and maple trees tightly opposite each other, like clouds and brocade. The red maple converged into a more dazzling light under the sunlight, like a flame burning.

Luo Zhaoyun and Mu He were very satisfied with the scenery and location of this manor. They were surrounded by mountains and waters and occupied a large area. The sky was high and the emperor was far away. They had no worries about food and drink, and were free and easy.

"Manager Feng, where is the closest town to this place? Can you hire a teacher?"

"According to this twenty miles, in the southwest, there is a Huaian Town, which has a market and some Confucian scholars who teach. This place belongs to Huairong County, and the county town is in the southeast. When the young master comes, he should pass by that location."

Luo Zhaoyun nodded and through the map here and the geographical location of later generations, he knew that this place should be near Zhangjiakou in later generations. However, during the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it was sparsely populated and had not yet moved from the Central Plains. It was not until the Ming and Qing Dynasties that this place was developed.

"In this way, you will go there personally tomorrow. It is best to invite a famous scholar from the local area to come here. The cost is not a problem. As long as you have real talents and knowledge, you can teach me poetry and classics. I cannot waste my studies."

"Success, don't worry, young master, old Feng will do it." Feng Yao replied.

Luo Zhaoyun nodded. Although he learned a lot of knowledge when he was studying, he did not read much of the ancient philosophers and Confucian classics after all. To live in this era, he must regard himself as a person of this era. He can start from scratch while he is young. He plans to seriously study classical culture, such as the Book of Songs, the Analects of Confucius, the works of various philosophers, and the Great Fu of the Han Dynasty.

Many literati in this era started from the Thousand Characters of the Book of Songs, Han Fu, and would come into contact with classical Chinese and historical collections. They had a solid foundation in classical Chinese. Even if they were talking about a drink at a banquet, they needed to incorporate a lot of ancient books and knowledge, which was much more profound than the accumulation of cultural knowledge among college students in later generations. They really had to work hard to memorize them.

Although Luo Zhaoyun didn't want to take the top scorer, he learned more and concealed himself. He would definitely be useful in the future, so as not to be half-hearted and inappropriate. When he is with a scholar and a doctor, he would become a laughing stock if he opens his mouth and speaks.

After walking around for an hour, they became familiar with everything. Luo Zhaoyun returned to his yard, took out a spear, and planned to start practicing gun technique.

This spear is made of a white wax rod, bamboo as a slurry, and then densely wrapped with multiple layers of silk thread. After wrapping it layer by layer, it is painted with glue and tighten. Finally, the whole body is painted black. The gun rod is hard and soft, and it is extremely tough. Generally, the knife and axe are difficult to hurt, and can be subjected to great force without breaking. The toughness is no less than that of a gun rod made of steel, and it is relatively lightweight.

Luo Zhaoyun held it in his hand, and the whole snatch was as sharp as a steel spear, which looked like ten pounds, and it was a bit heavy, but compared to a horse spear and a horizontal knife, it was already lighter.

The first step he had to practice was to stab the gun. He fixed some wooden stakes on the ground, held his gun with both hands, held his breath and stabbed it out with one shot, and only seven points of force was used. The wooden stake sounded softly, and the spear tip was stabbed a few points, pulled it out immediately, and then stab it out again.

After dozens of shots, small blood blisters were already grinding on his hands, and his arms were sore and numb. After two hundred piercings were pierced, both hands had to be wrapped with cloth strips, otherwise the palms would not be able to bear it and his arms would be painful.

But Luo Zhaoyun still gritted his teeth and endured it. These are just basic skills in practicing guns. If he can't endure this little bit of hardship, how can he become a superior person in the future?

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Luo Zhaoyun has no idea of ​​reaching the sky in one step. In ancient times, he has practiced hard, studied hard, and accumulated strengths after a few years. He has the capital to travel around the world and travel around the world.

It's still half the distance from 500 grabs!

Luo Zhaoyun raised his arm and felt a little difficult, but he gritted his teeth and persevered. The sweat had already soaked his clothes. When the autumn wind blew, it was cold to the heart.

Mu He looked at his painful and resolute expression from the side, and couldn't bear it and started crying, but he was afraid of affecting his practice, so he covered his mouth and cried secretly, wiping his tears.

She couldn't persuade Alang, so she went to find Shi Danai, hoping that he could persuade Alang to practice slowly and not to torture herself like this.

But after seeing Luo Zhaoyun's persistence, Shi Dana nodded slightly, and looked at the boy's gaze changing again. From questioning to affirmation, he felt that this boy was not simple. If he could practice martial arts like this, he would definitely make achievements.

It seemed like a number to stab five hundred times, but it was only a number to stab it with one shot at a time, but Luo Zhaoyun realized how difficult it was.

Each shot must condense the energy and spirit, mobilize the qi and energy stored in the dantian when practicing boxing, and twist the waist, arms, spine, etc. of the whole body into a force. The special power transmission method of the Luo Family Spear is used to pierce it. It consumes not only physical strength, but also mental energy, energy, etc.

The key is to stab the gun straight and quickly, straight out, reach the tip of the gun, and make the gun stab at the line, and use the gun like a hidden dragon coming out of the water, and collect the gun like a tiger entering the cave.

After the first day of practice, my arms were red and swollen, and my palms were even more bloody.

Shi Dana finally couldn't stand it, so he went back to his room and prepared some herbs and applied them to his arms and palms to reduce swelling and heal wounds.

"You have a firm will and are very suitable for martial arts practice. However, if you are poor and rich, you will not be able to use your body to exercise hard, and you will overdraw your body and suffer from illness. You must soak your body with herbs every night, and take some foods that strengthen your bones and nourish your body, such as ginseng, deer antler, tiger bones, beef tendon meat, etc., so that your physique can be able to hold on. While consuming, you can nourish your body and temper your body firmly, and your physical strength will continue to break through!"

After listening to Shi Danai's explanation, Luo Zhaoyun suddenly realized that otherwise, with his thin body, if he persisted for a few days, his body would probably be scrapped.

"Brother Shi, then please help me prepare these potions for Zhaoyun. What do you need? Just ask Mu He to instruct Manager Feng to buy them. I will do anything. I will learn all my skills!"

Shi Dana nodded and said, "I don't know much. Fortunately, before Mr. Luo left, he gave me a few prescriptions to train for you and forge his body."

Luo Zhaoyun didn't expect that his father had made arrangements, so he felt a little more grateful. Luo Yi had already made arrangements for many things. He just needed to practice hard and devote himself to the gun technique. He didn't have to worry about other things.

In the following days, Luo Zhaoyun persevered and did not stop the storm. He used the most correct power-driven method in the Luo family's marksmanship to move and exercise the parts of his body. Combined with the daily standing and fist skills, his strength was getting stronger day by day, and his arm strength had doubled.

At the same time, he began to practice the first shot of the Luo family's gun at night, and studied it repeatedly, from not understanding the gun to getting started a little bit, without accumulating small steps, without accumulating small streams, and without forming rivers and seas. Kung Fu emphasizes the hard work of water droplets and stones. Luo Zhaoyun remembers this in his heart and is improving every day.
Chapter completed!