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Within just a few minutes, he felt his legs growing numb, ultimately having to adopt a cross-legged position to find some comfort. At that moment, he realized how uncomfortable this kneeling posture was.
Seeing the three of them glance over, they clearly noticed the arrival of Zhao Yun and Yun Xiao Yi. They immediately set down their bowls and chopsticks, rising to pay their respects. They addressed Yun Xiao Yi respectfully as "Great Immortal." Then, turning to Zhao Yun, they called out in order: "Brother," "Younger Brother," "Brother." It seemed that the three of them were indeed Zhao Yun's siblings.
As Yun Xiao Yi observed them, she noticed that behind them were small stools, about the height of a palm, with curved surfaces that conformed to the shape of their hips. It turned out that in ancient times, people used specially made cushions to assist with this kneeling posture. No wonder he felt discomfort with the modern Japanese way of kneeling. This suggested that the Japanese had only learned the form of kneeling but had not fully grasped the accompanying accessories.
Yun Xiao Yi suddenly had an epiphany. In ancient times, if people were not engaged in labor outside, they typically wore loose-fitting robes. Such attire cleverly concealed the small stools beneath them when sitting down. Perhaps the Japanese had only observed the act of kneeling without noticing those hidden supports beneath the clothing and hastily brought back their findings to boast about.
This indeed resembled the typical behavior of the Japanese. However, even with these small stools for assistance, Yun Xiao Yi still did not particularly enjoy this posture. In contrast, sitting in a chair with a backrest was undoubtedly more comfortable; if there were a high-backed lounge chair akin to a recliner, it would be an unparalleled delight.
Thus, he decided it was time to showcase modern seating options and lead a new revolution in seating reform. Promoting this new way of sitting did not require his direct advocacy; he understood the principle of setting an example for others to follow. He merely needed to display a few high-end chairs and stools, and soon enough, people would naturally come to appreciate the beauty of this change and gradually accept and spread it.
"Esteemed Xian Chang, this is my elder brother, Zhao Feng.
This esteemed immortal has met my younger brother, Zhao Yang.
Lastly, this is my third sister, Zhao Yu."
"Is it true that you have a sister?"
Before crossing over, Yun Xiao Yi had read numerous dimension novels and watched short videos that told stories of Zhao Yun having a sister. Some even proposed bizarre theories, claiming that Zhao Yun had passed away and that the bodyguard who had always accompanied Liu Bei was actually his sister Zhao Yu disguised as a man.
But if she truly was disguised as a man, her skills were indeed remarkable. At over seventy years of age, no one had noticed her true identity. Just how rugged must she appear?
Yun Xiao Yi carefully examined Zhao Yu, who possessed striking beauty. Her natural complexion was refreshing, rivaling today's top socialites. This was only to be expected. After all, Zhao Yun was the epitome of a handsome man—thick brows and bright eyes, full of vigor.
Even though Zhao An was aging and had labored for many years, traces of his former heroism could still be seen in his brow. If he lived in today's world, with a little grooming he would be a gentleman with an air of sophistication and stories etched by time.
The Zhao family was known for their elegance and charm. Naturally, Zhao Yu inherited the excellent genes and would not be plain in appearance. However, her beauty carried a hint of heroism. She stood firm like bronze cast and poised like a pine tree. Even without wearing battle armor, her stance exuded the aura of a female hero.
It seemed that the legends about her in later generations were not mere fabrications.
However, Yun Xiao Yi was not the type to lose his composure simply upon seeing a beautiful woman. Wasn't it more attractive to play games? Although there were no games in the Eastern Han Dynasty, exploring the evolution of rules in "Minecraft" in modern times was also quite intriguing.
Moreover, there were indeed many renowned beauties from that era whose legacies have endured to this day—such as Diao Chan, Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao, Cai Ji, Zhen Luo, and Kang Jiang.
Coughing slightly, it seemed some content had strayed off topic. If one day there was an opportunity to witness those legendary women, it would certainly not be unwelcome."
Zhao Feng turned his gaze. He was the elder brother of Zhao Yun, equally handsome, though slightly shorter than Zhao Yun, standing at about one meter eighty. Unlike his younger brother's gentle and scholarly demeanor, Zhao Feng exuded a sense of simplicity and weariness. The calluses on the back of his hands were clearly visible, a testament to his hard work in the fields.
Though the Zhao Family held the position of clan leader, it was a small clan founded by several down-and-out intellectuals, far from the wealthy and established families that had been around for generations. Even as the clan leader, Zhao still had to take on many responsibilities himself. As he aged, he gradually entrusted the heavy burden of managing the family’s farmland to his eldest son, Zhao Feng.
"Zhao Long, why did you invite Xian Chang to our humble abode?" Zhao Feng asked in a low voice.
Zhao Yun quickly replied, "The immortal wishes to inspect the abandoned warehouse; only he holds the key."
In an instant, Zhao Feng said, "Once you return it, I will wake him from his rest."
At that moment, Zhao Yang suddenly burst in. "Brother, let me handle this!" He then hurried toward the left side room, knocking on the door and calling out, "Father, the immortal is looking for you!"
Inside the room, Zhao An was lying on his bed. In his dazed state, he heard the knocking and someone speaking nearby. "What is that noise?"
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