In fact, it’s quite embarrassing for Noriman to come back now.
He carried his clothes and coffin home and almost became the laughing stock of others. I thought my father died in the battle, but I didn't expect that he would come back a month later!
This made Noriman's previous behavior a bit nondescript.
In terms of human ethics, Noriman did nothing wrong. But after all, his father was still alive. When Noriman learned the news, he didn't know what to do with the clothes and coffins around him. Could it be burned? It seemed inappropriate! But
It seemed inappropriate to transport it back to Xudu. In the end, Dianman had no choice but to take out the clothes and crowns from the coffin and give the coffin to Cheng Yu, the prefect of Dongjun, for disposal.
As for Dianman, he took a group of retainers and returned to Xudu overnight.
After returning home, Dianman learned about Cao Ji's family from Dian Wei.
To be honest, Dianman was very grateful to Cao Ji's family, and at the same time, he was full of curiosity about Cao Ji's knife-making.
Ke Dianwei said to him: "You should interact with Ah Fu more in the future. That child is amazing, and his future achievements will definitely be immeasurable."
Dian is fifteen years old and is young and full of energy.
After hearing what Dian Wei said, he was immediately a little unconvinced.
However, he is not an ignorant person, nor is he a playboy. He is not convinced, but it will not affect his gratitude to the Cao family.
No, Noriman came over as soon as he had some free time today.
In addition to wanting to see how Cao Ji made swords, I also wanted to see what Cao Peng, who was praised by Dian Wei, looked like.
Noriman is a little disappointed!
Cao Peng looks like an unopened little baby.
Although Dianman and Cao Peng are about the same age, they are very different in size and shape.
He inherited Dian Wei's genes and is very tall. At the age of fifteen, he is already close to 180cm tall. He has a thick body, broad shoulders and a round waist. His bronze face and faint green hair on his lips make him look...
, seems to be much more mature than his peers.
Once you stand there, it looks like a hill, giving you an indescribable sense of oppression.
"Are you Ah Fu?"
Dianman lowered his head and looked at Cao Peng.
In terms of height, Cao Peng has indeed grown a lot these days, about 163cm tall.
People are also stronger than before, but from the outside, they don't seem to be much stronger. With a thin body and a rather delicate face, standing in front of Dianman, there is a huge visual difference. But it seems that Cao Peng
Doesn't seem to be aware of this.
He walked up to the steps and was almost at the same height as Norimitsu.
"I am Cao Peng, are you Aman from Uncle Dian's family?"
Dianman heard this and felt a little unhappy.
Yes, Dian Wei was born into a poor family, but since he became Cao Cao's bodyguard, his family's status has also risen.
Noriman suffered some hardships when he was a child, but later he basically grew up in a honeypot.
In my impression, except for Dian Wei and his uncle Dian Yi, even his mother did not call him by his nickname in front of him.
This kid doesn't know etiquette?
Dian Man suppressed his anger and said, "Afu, I came today to thank you for saving my father's life. From now on in Xudu, if anyone causes trouble for you, you can come to me... This Wubao is Cao Gonggang's house.
You will be given a gift to my house, and you just need to live there. If you need anything, you are welcome."
Although he thought he spoke appropriately, there was a sense of arrogance in his tone.
Cao Peng remained calm and said with a smile: "Of course, I will ask Brother Aman to take care of me more in the future."
This guy does know what’s good!
Noriman murmured in his heart, and his attitude became much more affectionate.
Dad asked me to listen to him more, and he also said that his future was limitless... Well, in my opinion, it was nothing more than that, nothing special.
"I heard that your father can make knives. Can you take me to see him?"
Cao Peng scratched his head and said, "The iron stove is in the yard next door. You can see it when you go in."
"You won't take me there?"
Noian Man's face showed a trace of displeasure.
Cao Peng smiled and said, "We still have homework to do, and it's really hard to get away."
"Homework?" Dianman was stunned for a moment, looked at Cao Peng, then at Wang Mai and Deng Fan, curled his lips, "In that case, I will visit Uncle Cao first."
At least in terms of etiquette, Dianman did a fairly thorough job.
Cao Peng handed over his hand, said goodbye to Dianman, and then walked to the school grounds with Wang Mai and Deng Fan.
There is a small school ground in Wubao, which is where Cao Peng and Wang Mai and Deng Fan usually practice. After blacksmithing is finished every day, they will practice here after taking a break. Wang Mai has reached the level of Yi Gu, and Deng Fan
I also started a hundred days of foundation-building Kung Fu practice.
As for Cao Peng, he has vaguely felt recently that he is about to break through the stage of foundation building.
After practicing for more than four months, Cao Peng can clearly feel that his energy and blood have reached a certain bottleneck. His posture has been straightened, and his hand rubbing has become proficient. These days, Cao Peng's main focus is on Kung Fu.
, just thinking about how to break through this bottleneck.
There is a circular open space in the school grounds with dozens of sandbags hanging there.
After Cao Peng stretched his muscles and bones, he stepped on the yin and yang and ducked into it. According to the Tai Chi footwork, he shuttled between the sandbags. He used his palms, elbows, shoulders, back, and hips to push and hit the sandbags. At the beginning,
The swings of the sandbags were very small, but as Cao Peng's movements increased, the swings of the sandbags also became larger and larger. The swings of the sandbags were irregular, leaving the space for Cao Peng to dodge and move.
The sandbags became smaller and smaller. Even so, as Cao Peng walked, there would be loud hitting sounds from time to time to increase the intensity of the sandbags.
Wang Mai and Deng Fan stood nearby and watched. When they saw Cao Peng walking among the sandbags like a flower and a butterfly, they couldn't help but cheer loudly.
"Brother Tiger Head, Brother Big Bear, remember my steps. I will finish playing in a while, and you have to walk too."
"No, are you practicing this again?"
Wang Mai could not help but lose his face!
He clearly remembered that when Cao Peng was teaching him a few days ago, he was hit with a sandbag and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
It doesn't take a day to perfect the pace, and both he and Deng Fan are tall and powerful, so they will be hit by sandbags if they are not careful.
To be honest, the two of them really didn't feel that it was of any use.
Cao Peng walked among the sandbags for a cup of tea, then ducked out.
His breath was obviously confused, and the beads of sweat on his forehead shone brightly under the sunlight.
"Brother Hutou, it's your turn!"
"Afu, I've been practicing Baji, what's the use of practicing this?"
Cao Peng didn't answer, but looked at Wang Mai with a smile.
"Okay, okay, I'll just take a walk."
As Wang Mai spoke, he ducked into the sandbag formation. Different from Cao Peng's training method just now, after Wang Mai entered, his fists generated wind and hit the sandbags, making a dull sound. The swing of the sandbags increased, and Wang Mai
Gradually, I became a little overwhelmed.
When Cao Peng practiced, he rarely used strong force, but more often used force to fight and dodge and move.
Wangmai, on the other hand, opens and closes the bag widely, which is strong and powerful, but not clever enough. As a result, the impact force of the sandbags also increases. If you are not careful, you will be hit with a black nose and a swollen face. Most of these sandbags weigh four to five years.
Ten kilograms, for every force, the strength of the counterattack increases by one point. Anyway, the greater the force Wang Mai uses, the greater the force of the sandbag's counterattack. In just half a cup of tea, Wang Mai was unable to dodge and was struck.
A sandbag flew back and hit me. I fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
Deng Fan was on the side, practicing with a bamboo tube two meters long and ten centimeters in diameter filled with sand and gravel.
He squatted on a horse and rolled the bamboo tube back and forth on his arms. His arms were at the same level as his shoulders, and he relied on the strength of the muscles on his arms to push the bamboo tube. This kind of Kung Fu is the best for training strength. Deng Fan put the bamboo tube on the ground.
, pointing at the embarrassed Wang Mai and laughing.
"Is this the homework you're talking about?"
Cao Peng turned around and saw Dianman following Xia Houlan, standing at the gate of the primary school with a disdainful smile on his face.
"Why, do you look down on it?"
Noriman shook his head, "What's the use of your practice?"
"You'll know if it's useful or not..."
“Just try it!”
Noriman laughed and took off his brocade robe as he walked, revealing his tiger-print singlet.
"You can't kill anyone with this kind of training!"
Cao Peng said: "If you can't even practice this, why are you talking about killing people?"
"snort!"
Dianman walked forward with an expression like "I don't believe in evil".
Wang Mai grinned and ran to Deng Fan's side. Before he could stand firm, Xia Houlan hugged his neck, "Let's bet, how long can he last?"
"One hundred breaths!" Deng Fan blurted out.
Wang Mai curled his lips and said, "It's difficult, that sand formation is really difficult. Ah Fu seems to have added weight. I don't think he can last for eighty breaths."
Xia Houlan's ears were straightened, but her eyes were fixed on Noriman's movements.
He is no longer depressed now!
It is natural to admit defeat... and judging from the current situation, the old Cao family seems to have a bright future. Xia Houlan is different from Dian Wei. Dian Wei is not confused about big things and not smart about small things. But Xia Houlan is different.
In terms of details, he does better than Dian Wei.
Deng Ji was in Runan, and he killed Cheng Yao without anyone noticing, without causing any disturbance.
Although he cares about the child in Cao Nan's belly now, he rejected Man Chong's invitation and returned to Xudu. But after all, he has gained Man Chong's respect. If he can't protect it, he will become famous. What about Cao Ji? It seems that he is wholeheartedly
Make a knife. But why do you need to show so many tricks when making a knife? It is obvious that the people of the old Cao family are joining forces with Dian Wei to create momentum for Cao Ji.
Once this momentum is created, who dares to say what achievements Cao Ji will achieve in the future?
In addition, Wang Meng followed Dian Wei and joined the Huben army, and now he is also a Huben general with a salary of 600 shi.
Although Deng Juye and his wife have not shown any talent yet, who can guarantee that this family will not be successful in the future?
Although he became a retainer of the Cao family, the Cao family treated Xiahoulan very politely.
In the future, as these people become more prosperous, Xiahoulan will naturally rise. Moreover, with these people around, Xiahoulan will no longer fight alone.
After his mentality was corrected, Xia Houlan quickly adjusted.
When Cao Peng was hanging sandbags a few days ago, Xia Houlan also tried it, so he naturally knew how difficult it was.
Noriman moved his legs and feet outside the field, shouted loudly, and suddenly jumped out, screaming into the sand formation...
"Fifty breaths!" Xia Houlan spat decisively, "The bet is consistent."
"make a deal!"
Cao Peng suddenly said, "I'm afraid a reckless man won't be able to survive at fifty breaths, so I'll bet on thirty breaths."
Thirty breaths?
Xia Houlan and the others looked at Cao Peng: At least you can save some face for Mr. Dian! How long is thirty breaths? It only takes thirty breaths.
Although they were not optimistic about Dianman, Xia Houlan and the others did not believe that Dianman could not survive thirty breaths.
Peng!
With a loud noise, Noriman's imitating tiger fist struck a sandbag in front of him fiercely. Then he staggered out of the way, raised his elbow, and knocked away a sandbag beside him. Just as he was about to pass through the gap in the sandbag, he saw
A dark shadow came towards me, making a sound as if it was coming from the wind.
Noriman said nothing and punched forward.
I have to say that his boxing skills are not bad.
Dian Wei's Tiger Fist is a boxing technique learned by chasing tigers across streams in the mountains. It is about powerful, heavy, ferocious and violent. I saw Dianman punching and kicking, and the sound in the sand formation was endless. Even Cao Peng and Xiahou were watching the battle.
Lan couldn't help but nod his head in praise.
"The harder he fights, the faster he loses."
Cao Peng shook his head, "Thirty breaths, I'll bet two."
After saying that, he turned around and left, stood on the other side of the school field, performed the Eight-Duan Jin Zhuang Kung Fu, and started practicing in conjunction with the Eight-Character Mantra.
As for Noriman...he no longer cares.
In the sand formation, Noriman showed great power. For the first twenty breaths, he was still able to keep his position, but as he hit more and more sandbags, he gradually became unable to resist. He kept making wild beast-like roars from his mouth.
, but the fists and kicks seemed to become more and more scattered, and in the end, there was almost no order. Without paying attention, Norimitsu knocked a sandbag away, but was hit by the sandbag flying from the side.
His feet staggered, and a sandbag flew towards him, hitting him on the chest.
Noriman yelled and took three steps back, but was hit in the back by a sandbag behind him. With a thud, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
"Twenty-eight breaths!" Wang Mai shouted angrily: "You just breathed so loudly that you couldn't even hold it for thirty breaths, which made me lose money."
Dianman was a little dazed by the impact, but he heard Wang Mai's roar clearly.
Suppressing the feeling of pain all over his body, he got up and said with his fingers: "You black guy, how dare you make a bet with me?"
Deng Fan looked disdainful, "Young Master Dian, I can hold on for eighty breaths... Bah."
"you……"
Dian Man was so angry that he screamed, but he couldn't make any sense.
Xia Houlan walked over with a wet wipe and handed it to Dian Man. He also looked like he hated iron and said, "Mr. Dian, you really disappoint me. I thought you could hold on for fifty breaths, but...
If you know twenty-eight breaths, just... well, wipe your face."
Noriman, his face is red!
"I don't believe it. It's just a few broken sandbags. You can't stop me."
He turned around, eyes wide open, and stared at the dozens of sandbags for a long time. After roaring, he rushed in again.
But this time, Wang Ma, Deng Fan and Xia Houlan obviously had no interest in watching anymore. They turned around one by one and went about their own business...
Xudu, Huben Mansion Hall.
Deng Ji looked at the two men in front of him and said politely: "Two gentlemen, Dian Zhonglang is not in the mansion now. If you want to find him, you can go to the Cheqi Mansion. If there is nothing urgent, you can also wait here.
It is estimated that he will return before dark."
The older man smiled slightly and said, "May I ask your name, sir?"
"I am Deng Ji. I am a refugee. I have been taken in by Dian Zhonglang and I am temporarily staying here."
"Deng Ji?" The young man frowned, "I seem to have heard of this name..."
"May I ask you two gentlemen..."
The older man smiled slightly and said, "This is Xun Yu, whose words are Wen Ruo."
When Deng Ji heard this, he shivered and quickly stood up, "But Yingchuan Eight Dragons, Xun Wen is like Xun Shizhong?"
The older man nodded and bowed in return.
The Xun family of Yingchuan is a large family in Yuzhou and is extremely powerful.
There are as many as ten descendants of the two generations who are famous all over the world. Among them, eight are the most famous, so they are called Xun's Eight Dragons. This Xun Yu is one of the Eight Dragons.
When Xun Yu was very young, he was considered to have the talents of a king.
After Dong Zhuo entered the capital, he resigned and returned to his hometown and led his people to move to Jizhou. However, as time passed, Xun Yu believed that Yuan Shao could not achieve great things. After the princes attacked Dong Zhuo, Cao Cao settled in Dongjun. Xunyu went to Dongjun and defected to Dong Zhuo.
Cao Cao. Cao Cao also admired him very much, compared him to Zhang Liang, and appointed him as Sima. That year, Xun Yu was only twenty-nine years old, and he was the first real celebrity in Cao Cao's account. After that,
Xun Yu made many meritorious deeds and recommended many people to Cao Cao. In the first year of Jian'an, when Cao Cao welcomed the emperor, it was Xun Yu who made the suggestions. After moving the capital to Xudu, Cao Cao made Xun Yu a minister and concurrently held the post of Shangshu Ling.
This is also a true celebrity among the people Deng Ji has come into contact with since he was so old.
The young man next to Xun Yu smiled and said: "I am not so talented as Guo Jia, I will offer wine to the commander of the Air Force."
"But the genius Guo Fengxiao?"
"Ghost?"
Guo Jia was startled and looked at Deng Ji in astonishment.
This reputation as a ghost was brought up by Cao Peng to Deng Ji.
The two once talked about Cao Cao's counselors. Cao Peng named four of them, namely Xun Yu, Guo Jia, Cheng Yu and Xun You. This is also a comment made by later generations, saying that Cao Cao's five major counselors, except for these four,
In addition to others, there is also Jia Xu who has never surrendered.
It was during that discussion that Cao Peng revealed his reputation as a ghost.
Xun Yu couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Mr. Deng's phrase 'ghost talent' is really wonderful. His filial piety has far-reaching ability, and he is talented in strategy. He is a genius in the world. However, this genius is not as good as Mr. Deng's phrase 'ghost talent'."
'More appropriate... My lord, if you were born in the Chu and Han Dynasties in being filial, you may not lose to Chen Ping."
In one sentence, Guo Jia was embarrassed and his handsome face turned red with shame.
Deng Ji felt strange: I never heard that Dian Jun had a relationship with these two people, how come...
When he was confused, he heard Xun Yu say: "I heard that Jun Ming received help from a strange person, so I came here with Feng Xiao to pay a visit. Sir, don't be surprised, we are not here to find Jun Ming, but actually come for Mr. Ming."
"Come for me?" Deng Ji quickly waved his hand, "You two gentlemen are too polite. Deng Ji is just a nobody, how can he be valued by you two?"
Xun Yu said: "Sir, don't be polite. In fact, I came to see you to inquire about something."
Deng Ji couldn't help but feel a little thump in his heart...
