Among the children of appropriate age in the Zhao family, there happen to be three males and three females, and Zhao Chun is among them. She does not resist conscription, as survival in turbulent times is already difficult. Practicing martial arts is for self-protection and to have the ability to stand up. If selected to enter a Taoist temple, one can choose not to marry, even if staying in the temple for a lifetime is better than following the Three Obediences and Four Virtues. Ultimately, one can decide their own destiny.
She is a modern person with very different thoughts from the native born locals, and her two half sisters who were recruited together do not think so. Most Taoists are poor, but they live alone in the dust. They are usually in groups of servants, accustomed to their clothes and food, and cannot tolerate the life of asceticism. Therefore, they all hope to be rejected and come back. As for the older brother and two younger brothers, they were determined to pursue martial arts. Out of a group of six people, Zhao Chun was the only one who wanted to be selected.
On the evening of her departure, Zhao Chun had been suffering from insomnia for a long time. Her status in the Zhao family was not high, and she was probably sent away as a tool for marriage in the future. Entering a Taoist temple for cultivation is almost the best path that can be seen at present. If she is not chosen, she will have to make other plans.
She is only ten years old, and her life has just begun. Zhao Chun turned over and faced the wall. Moonlight streamed in from outside the window, creating a vast expanse of white. Occasionally, a few flying insects could be seen dancing up and down. Take one step at a time, "Zhao Chun retreated into the blanket, forcing herself to clear her mind." There are still many things to do tomorrow, so she needs to raise her spirits. ŴŴŴ.DusHuGe.org
As soon as orange golden clouds appeared on the horizon and the distant mountains were still shrouded in the night, Zhao Chun was called out. The luggage was packed early and placed on the shelf by the bed. It was not that there was no one around to take care of her, but Zhao Chun felt uncomfortable and never allowed servants to enter the house. She did her own daily grooming and dressing.
The Pingyang County where the Zhao family is located is not large, with a population of only tens of thousands, including more than 800 children of appropriate age. Wealthy families ride in four wheeled carriages, and those who can afford money rent mules to pull carts. As for ordinary people, they can only ride official arranged ox carts. At this moment, Zhao Chun was fortunate to have been born in the county government's mansion, so he didn't have to squeeze into a cart with more than ten people.
She had been in this world for so long, and it was her first time traveling far away. Shortly after getting into the carriage, she couldn't help but lift the car curtain and look out. The convoy moved forward at a constant speed, and the tall city gates of Pingyang County kept shrinking. The continuous city walls looked like black snakes, and finally turned into a thin black line. The Zhao family's carriage was at the forefront, followed by mule carts and ox carts arranged in sequence. Inside, there were also people like Zhao Chun who looked outside, revealing a few green faces by the window sill.
Accompanying her in the car were two sisters who had just passed the age of eleven, Zhao Yue and Zhao Mian. Like Zhao Chun, they were both born from young mothers, but they were much luckier. Their biological mother was still alive and loved by someone.
Zhao Chun started learning martial arts at the age of six. She is taller than her peers and has fair skin, but not delicate. She is rougher than the girls pampered in the backyard. She has strong adaptability and is full of curiosity, so sitting in the car naturally doesn't feel tired. As for Zhao Yue and Zhao Mian, their expressions were gloomy. As soon as they left the city gate, they had already shouted two chest tightness and dizziness.
I've never been in such a simple car before. The roads in the city are all paved, unlike outside, they're all rotten. "Zhao Yue leaned against the pillow, her small face shaking white.
Zhao Chun didn't answer her words, but Zhao Mian was better than her. Although she felt uncomfortable, she was still in good spirits. Holding her luggage, she said, "Where did we get here? I heard that the Wangcheng Liangju has to run day and night for three days. At our speed, it would probably take less than half a month
Upon hearing this terrible news, Zhao Yue fell backwards, moved her lips, and stopped speaking.
The car was quiet for a while, and Zhao Chun was already prepared. She picked up a copy of "A Hundred Explanations to the Strange Things in Jin and Chu" from her bag and read it with great interest. The written language of this world has similarities with ancient Chinese. She came from a background in studying writing in her past life and made rapid progress in learning these things.
Your name is Zhao Chun? "Zhao Mian is just an eleven year old child who finds it difficult to calm down. She fiddled with everything inside and outside the bag, and there was nothing to play with, so she started talking to others.
Zhao Chun was reading a story about gods and ghosts when she casually replied, "Hmm." Zhao Jian had so many children, and she didn't know everyone. If it weren't for Mrs. Zhao letting them gather together before leaving and get to know each other, she wouldn't even be able to call out their names.
Zhao Mian is the same. She only knew who Zhao Chun was yesterday. This sister never attends the gatherings of Zhao girls. She is a transparent person among sisters.
What book are you reading
Here, "Zhao Chun closed the book and showed her the cover, then opened it and flipped it back to its original position, continuing to read. The journey is so far, and a little girl of this age has been pestering you all the time after treating her once. Zhao Chun doesn't want to cause trouble, so she just put up a sign of isolation and silence for herself, refusing to let others go thousands of miles away.
After being turned away, Zhao Mian couldn't use her hot face to stick to her cold buttocks and sat aside in anger.
"Look at the world beyond the heavens, where is my destination, and where is not my destination?"
Not asking about love and delusion, not seeking transcendence and immortality, from the moment Zhao Yu swung the sword, what she wanted was to walk this road that no one had ever been on, her own road.
No CP, female protagonist's perspective, cultivation story, slow heat, upgrade flow
The protagonist is not absolutely upright, and the moral bottom line is not high
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