Winter turns to spring, flowers fade and bloom again. In the blink of an eye, three years have passed and Guo Huai is ten years old. He is still studying literature and practicing martial arts every day.
Since last summer, it has hardly rained in the entire Shaanxi Province. Except for some harvests in the fertile fields relying on water in Baihe Town, other fields that cannot be watered in time basically have no harvests.
The sun is like fire, the sun is scorching, and the whole earth seems to be roasted on the fire!
Baihe Town, Guo Mansion.
The doors and windows of the huge living room were closed. Two strong figures, one big and one small, each held a long sword and practiced swordsmanship. The clanking sounds of weapons clashing came one after another!
The old man in green clothes and hat turned over and flew into the air. He swept out several rays of sword light with one sword, which was so bright that people dared not look down.
A young man about seven feet tall, his steps staggered like two connected rings, this is a chain of mandarin duck steps!
I saw his figure turning around, and a cold light from the long sword pierced the tip of the old man's sword, and the two swords intersected!
Ding!
The long sword in the old man's hand was knocked away, flew several feet and fell to the ground.
The old man was not upset and angry, but said happily: "Guo Huai, your swordsmanship has now surpassed that of my master! It can be said that the master is better than the master!"
Guo Huai picked up the sword dropped by his master, his face still respectful, and he did not feel proud of defeating his master.
His subtraction and boxing skills had already surpassed his master's after the first year of learning.
Now if he works hard, he can defeat Master Liu within three moves. It's just that he is humble, neither arrogant nor impetuous. He said humbly: "It's all because of your good teaching, master, otherwise I wouldn't be where I am today!"
Master Liu has asked his wife to make several sets of green clothes and hats for him in the past year. He likes this color very much!
The weather was too hot this year, so I couldn't practice martial arts in the small courtyard, so I had to change the reception room into a martial arts training hall. The long wooden trough on the west side of the room was filled with ice cubes, and there was a constant stream of cold air!
"With your talent, the current eighth-level realm is just the beginning. If your parents were not willing to let you leave, I would have given up on this old face and asked the chief escort to arrange for you to enter the martial arts academy!"
Master Liu sighed and said: "For us low-level warriors, it is difficult to come across internal skill secrets. Without this stuff, we will always be at the eighth level and cannot move to a higher realm!"
"I've been like this my whole life, but you are a rare martial arts genius, so you can't stop here!" Master Liu said helplessly.
Guo Huai asked Master Liu to sit down and rest, and gave him a bowl of iced sour plum soup.
Guo Huai is ten years old this year. After practicing martial arts for more than three years, not only has his martial arts broken through to the eighth level, but his height has also increased dramatically!
Perhaps because he has practiced "Fetal Breath Attack" all year round or practiced martial arts, Guo Huai, who is only ten years old, is as tall as the fifteen or sixteen-year-old farm boys outside.
Master Liu's unique skill, the 17 styles of the Kuai Feng Kuai Sword, has long been perfected by Guo Huai.
For more than three years, Guo Huai has been practicing He Xiangzhuang every night!
Hexiangzhuang is worthy of being a magic pillar for increasing strength. He doesn't know exactly how strong Guo Huai is now. He can easily lift a five to six hundred kilogram stone wheel on the wheat field, throw it two or three feet high and still catch it. , which can be called a divine power in the eyes of ordinary people.
Master Liu drank a bowl of sour plum soup, wiped the sweat from his head, and muttered: "God does not intend for people to live anymore. We are still feeling hot sitting in the ice room. How should the people of Shaanzhou live?"
Guo Huai listened to the master's words and asked: "I heard that last summer and autumn, many places had no harvest. What do the people eat? Do they have enough food?"
"Wherever ordinary people have any grain in their homes, they borrow it from nearby large landowners and pay it back when the harvest is good next year!"
As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the scorching sun outside the window, and said: "The weather is even hotter this year. It's still spring. I don't know how hot it will be until summer! I heard that not only our Shaanxi Province, the entire Daqian Kingdom, and even the northern Daqian The whole Kingdom of Jin suffered a disaster!"
Guo Huai asked with some worry: "Master, won't the government provide disaster relief? The court won't just watch the people starve to death!"
Master Liu took a puff of dry cigarette and cursed angrily: "All the high officials in the imperial court are corrupt, and the emperor is also stupid. I heard that many princes in the imperial court collude with each other and fight for power and profit all day long. In short, it is a mess. Who can Do you know if they will provide disaster relief?”
At dusk, as the sun set and the temperature dropped, Master Liu still rode his donkey home.
During dinner in the evening, Guo Huai asked his father about disaster relief.
Guo Juren also had a frown on his face. His views were somewhat similar to those of Master Liu. He also said that the current emperor is fatuous and indifferent, the court is seriously corrupt, the powerful officials in the court are bullying the superiors and subordinates, and the princes are evading the imperial power, forming cliques with each other, and amassing money wantonly. Will provide disaster relief!
"Father, we see that this drought is going to continue. The people can't survive without farming or food. If this person can't survive, he can only rebel and rob! People are hungry and anxious, but they have nothing to fear from the government. From the imperial court!”
"If someone rises up at that time, these hungry people will probably gather in response and go to the west to eat big houses!" Guo Huai couldn't help but sigh.
"Everyone in the entire county knows that our Guo family is the largest landowner in Baihe Town. Our family is the first to bear the brunt of the big eaters. Father should think about it early!"
Guo Juren took a deep look at his son. This son was smart since he was a child. He did not regard his son as a child, especially since he was almost as tall as himself.
Guo Juren also told the news he heard: "You are right. In Niutoushan, five hundred miles away, we have heard that a strong man gathered thousands of refugees and claimed to be the king of troubled times!"
"I have had this intention for a long time. I thought that we would move our family to the county town and just leave a few servants to look after this old house!"
Guo Huai did not think that the city walls of their county could stop the refugees. He shook his head and said: "Father, once the refugee army rises, it can range from thousands to tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. How can a small county town stop it!"
"Why don't we take you to Long'an County City first? There are thousands of county soldiers there, there are many escort agencies and martial arts halls, dignitaries live here, and there are many servants to look after the homes and homes. The county city is relatively safe!"
Guo Juren hesitated and said: "The county is more than a thousand miles away from us. Besides, the weather is so hot, and the road is not safe."
Guo Huai said: "If we rest during the day and go on the road in the evening, I am also at the eighth level now. Then I will call my master. He has traveled all over the country and has seen a lot. With us two eighth level masters, even an idle thief is no match for us. !”
Guo Juren thought for a while and said: "Your master will come tomorrow. Let's discuss it before making a decision!"
