I thought the only seedling in my family died of typhoid fever, but I didn't expect to be resurrected when I was preparing for a funeral. In addition, the harvest this year was good, the Zhu family was in a good mood and kept thinking about how much food they could have left and whether they could have a good New Year this year.

Seeing that the autumn harvest and drying grain were about to come to an end, the Zhu family was a little worried. When the whole village had a smile, the Zhu family was inevitably special. The villagers saw it and heard a few words of news. Only then did they know that the boy from the Zhu family was not in good spirits these days, which made the Zhu couple think that the child had relapsed or had a root cause when he had typhoid fever.

Getting sick is a fatal matter, and taking medicine is a bottomless pit. Everyone can’t help when hearing this, so they can only comfort them verbally and be generous.

Zhu Da has indeed been in poor spirits these days, but he has no health problems. The reason why he is listless is because he has been thinking about what to do and what to do to change his situation and not be treated as a pig or dog.

There are not so many choices in this era. Doing what you like and following your nature will definitely be a child of a wealthy family, and even ordinary wealthy families cannot do it. As an ordinary military household, there are very few ways to choose from.

The more I recalled the past ten years of life, the more details I remembered, the more depressed Zhu Da became. There are too many helpless facts. For example, his military status may be higher than that of a lowly servant in the Ming system, and it is not as good as ordinary people. Because ordinary people pay less taxes than military households and have greater personal freedom, the military status of the garrison can be much more confinement than the Baojia household registration.

Studying literature? Studying hard in the four books and five classics, making progress in the imperial examinations, taking the imperial examinations, passing the imperial examinations, and finally becoming a Jinshi, becoming a wealthy and honor. This is a path that everyone knows. In fact, in Zhu Da's more than 20 years of life, this path was also mainstream, but it had changed its form.

Zhu Da thought about this path carefully, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt the bitter smile on his face, the heavier it was. This made his parents scared. Zhu Da quickly confirmed that this path was not suitable for him. Although he was a science and engineering department at the time, he also studied liberal arts well, but after graduating from university, he became disgusted with exams.

It’s not that he can’t study, it’s not that he can’t take the exam. In those twenty years of life, Zhu Da knew that he was an orphan and knew that if he wanted to change his life, he had to get into a good junior high school, high school and university. He kept studying hard and was overdrawing. At that time, Zhu Da didn’t dare to leave too much effort, for fear of missing it would be a regret for his whole life.

In addition to the state of overdrawing, Zhu Da also considered very realistic factors. In the Ming Dynasty, who did not know that the imperial examination was a road of glory and prosperity. Military households could participate in the imperial examination. Many military children from the garrison office passed the imperial examination and even won the top scorer. However, it costs money to support the study, buy pens, ink, paper, ink, ink, ink, and inkstone, and to ask for a teacher, practice ink and roll preparation. They all require money. Even food, accommodation, housing and transportation to take the exam are difficult for civilians to bear...

I didn't understand what people said in the beginning and the alleys of the village, but now I recall that some people in the surrounding villages wanted to study and glorify their families, but they failed to get any fame and fortune, and they lost all their money and were doomed. However, I haven't heard of many people who passed the exam. Everything needs an atmosphere and environment. It is obvious that the literary style is not prosperous around Datong. Moreover, it is not easy for parents to support themselves. Do you have to bet on this imperial examination with a very small grasp?

In those twenty years of life, Zhu Da dared to bet because he had another choice because he failed the college entrance examination, at least he had no worries about food and clothing. In this era, Zhu Da dared not bet, not to mention whether his parents would agree. From the most selfish perspective, a failure would be a disaster and would even drag down his parents.

If we deny the path of studying, there are only three choices: learning martial arts, business and farming. Farming continues to do cattle and horses, and we can do this in order to live, but if we want to change, we have no capital to do business, and we can't even be a small vendor, so we can only learn martial arts.

When Zhu Da thought of learning martial arts, his confusion and anxiety immediately dissipated a lot. Perhaps he had long realized that he had to take this path. In more than 20 years of life, society had rules, laws, humanity and bottom line, and the weak could also have a minimum personality of food and clothing. But in this Ming Dynasty, the strong prey on the weak. If you are strong, you have a knife and a strength, you are a tiger and a wolf; if you are weak, you hold a farm tool, you are a small civilian household, you are a pig and a dog! Moreover, the strength of this era is related to life and death. If you are strong, you know how to fight martial arts, and the chance of survival is greater!

"Learn martial arts!" Zhu Da said to himself with a firm heart, which shocked his parents who were worried around him. These days, Zhu Da said to himself with a melancholy expression, which made Zhu Shitou and Zhu Wangshi feel uneasy. After finishing the work, Qiu Sheng came to stare at him, fearing something happened.

That day, four knights came to Baibao Village and drew their swords while talking. Zhu Da has always remembered this scene. Why are those people arrogant? Perhaps they have the power behind them, but they can be supported by their strong force. It is precisely because of their force that the general can bully others and regard people as pigs and dogs. Learning martial arts by oneself may not be as domineering as them, but at least they can protect their families and themselves.

Besides, in Datong border town, there are garrisons everywhere and military town fortresses everywhere. The task of this Datong border town is to defend against the Mongolian tribes in the north, and it is naturally the world of warriors. With martial arts skills and swords, guns, bows and horses, you can naturally achieve fame and fortune.

"Dad, mom, I want to learn martial arts!" After making up my mind, Zhu Da told his parents at dinner that what a twelve-year-old child should do is a joke without the support of his family.

With the preparation of talking to himself a few days ago, Zhu Da’s formal request did not surprise his parents. His father Zhu Shitou looked at his child’s energetic and stubborn look and his face was full of relief, but he showed an expression of “What do children know” for the request itself.

"Son, when my dad is busy paying the rent, I will find someone to make a wooden knife for you and have fun." The mother Zhu Wang from there just smiled and cleaned up the dishes.

"Dad, I'm not trying to play, I really want to learn martial arts!" Zhu Da emphasized that when children talk to adults, they must first let the other party know that they are serious enough.

The room was very dark, and the oil lamp was very small. My father Zhu Shitou stared at Zhu Da's face for a while, frowned, and his tone became serious: "What kind of martial arts are you learning? Isn't it good for a wife to farm normally? When you grow up, I'll tell you a wife. How good is our family to live a reunion together."

"Xiao Da, learning martial arts will hurt people, and you will also hurt them. What if there is a mistake, what should you do if you ask your mother to do?" Mother Zhu Wangshi also interrupted, her face full of worry.

"Xiaoda, you know how risky it is to learn martial arts. It's good to cut off your hands and feet. You will die if you don't move. You are the only one in our family. If you have..., your mother and I are sorry for the grandparents underground!" Zhu Shitou said excitedly.

Zhu Da stood up, walked to his parents, looked at his parents seriously, and said seriously: "Dad, mother, I don't want to be like this for the rest of my life, I don't want to farm, I want to learn martial arts and live a good life, and I want you to stop suffering!"

"Nonsense, are these hard days? When did your mother and I let you get hungry? When did you get cold? How many people jealous of our family?" At this point, Zhu Shitou paused, with a sudden expression on his face, and then his anger surged.

"Are you jealous of those servants? You also want to learn from them? Looking at their glory, those people have to work hard, and those wars will kill people!"

Zhu Shitou's voice trembled, and he took a few deep breaths before calming down: "Xiaoda, your grandparents left early, and I am the only one left in my generation. You are the only seedling of our Zhu family. You are farming at home and live a peaceful and reunited life. What's wrong with this? Then... those who learn martial arts are bad guys and rogues who go there, we are the only ones! They have been peaceful for more than ten years and can't fight anymore, so what's the use of learning martial arts?"

In order to convince his son that his words were a bit incoherent, his literary talent was inferior to martial arts, and studying for imperial examinations was considered the right way, and learning martial arts was considered to be misconduct. Even in a large military town like Datong Border Town, this understanding was mainstream.

"Son, I didn't hear that Lao Jing Village had broken his legs after learning martial arts. Now he is a lame man and can't farm. He can't even say a wife. Look at that old man..." His mother Zhu Wangshi also persuaded him.

The father Zhu Shitou kept staring at Zhu Da. He thought it was a child's whimsical thought, but he would let go of his thoughts after saying a few words, but looking at the firm and mature expression on his son's face, such expressions can only be seen on the faces of adults, and even adults among villagers are rare.

Zhu Da's expression made Zhu Shitou feel frightened and angry. He is the head of the family, and the whole family has to listen to him, but now Zhu Shitou doesn't know what to do. He pointed at Zhu Da and his fingers trembled: "Bastard, you are spoiling you and making you think so wildly!"

"Dad, I really want to learn martial arts!" Zhu Da knew that at this time, there was no need to reason, and no one listened to the children's principles. Just show your persistence and seriousness.

Zhu Da's seriousness and persistence made Zhu Shitou even more angry. He raised his hand. But at this time, Zhu Wangshi stopped doing it, rushed over and pulled her husband's arm, and said sharply: "My son is cured of illness. Do you want to beat him up?"

The only son in the family has been spoiling, and Zhu Shitou really can't hit him. Looking at the serious expression on the child's face, he suddenly felt unfamiliar and discouraged. He waved his hand and said, "If you want to learn martial arts, go and learn!"
Chapter completed!