Half an hour later.

"Wang Yue, you big liar!"

Chen Yang sat on the ground, sweating profusely, and his whole body seemed to be hollowed out. He was so tired that he almost exhausted. He shouted with all his strength: "Didn't you say you didn't have to work hard?"

There were sandbags tied to his hands and feet, and there was one around his waist. He ran around the yard with a load on his back for more than ten laps. Whenever he wanted to stop and rest and be lazy, Wang Yue strictly refused and forced Chen Yang to continue running.

At that time, Wang Yue didn't look like Chen Yang's guards at all, but more like a strict teacher.

"Master, I'm sorry, but this is how practicing swordsmanship is." Wang Yue scratched his head and said, "This is the basic skill. The ones behind will be more tiring, but I don't feel that it's hard to practice swordsmanship at the beginning."

Chen Yang rolled his eyes at him, of course he wouldn't be angry about it. He hadn't recovered after running, so he was too lazy to talk to him.

"If you can't bear this kind of hard work, don't forget it?" Wang Yue said again.

"Of course I can't just forget it, I can!" Chen Yang got up with difficulty, "What are you going to do next?"

"Draw the sword!"

As soon as Wang Yue finished speaking, he handed a sword to Chen Yang: "The master asked me to practice swords back then, which started with drawing the sword."

"Draw the sword if you draw it." Chen Yang thought of improving his physique and trying hard to become stronger, he decided to fight, so he would suffer.

Although it is safe to protect him with Wang Yue, Wang Yue will have times when he is away. Only when he becomes stronger can his life be guaranteed.

You should know that the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty was in chaos, and Xu was peaceful, but Chen Yang could not guarantee that he would never leave Xu Du for a moment. If he left, Wang Yue was not by his side, and he could protect himself by learning his sword skills.

Then, under the guidance of Wang Yue, Chen Yang drew his sword again and again and again.

It was not until noon that Chen Yang felt his arms were stiff and unconscious that he could stop and rest.

Zhang Chunhua adapted to the feeling of becoming a woman. She felt bored and got up. Seeing Chen Yang being trained by Wang Yue, seeing that he was so tired, her displeasure towards him last night disappeared, and instead felt distressed.

"Wang Huyuan, why don't you stop practicing in the afternoon?" Zhang Chunhua said with heartache.

"Wang Yuequan listened to the wife's instructions." Wang Yue nodded slightly.

After changing into clean clothes, Chen Yang sat in the study without thinking about moving anymore. Zhang Chunhua, who felt sorry for him, took the initiative to help him pinch his hands and feet to relax.

"When I learn Wang Yue's swordsmanship, I will protect you from now on." Chen Yang grabbed Zhang Chunhua's hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it gently, and said softly.

Zhang Chunhua's cheeks flushed again, and she said coquettishly: "You only know how to bully me, so how can you protect me? I've been practicing for a whole morning, are you already hungry? I'll prepare food for you."

After saying that, she left the study and became more and more like a good wife and mother.

Chen Yang smiled happily. At this time, he was resting almost. Although he was sore all over, he was no longer seriously injured and was not as weak as he could not move at all.

After looking at the account book of recent expenses, Chen Yang said to himself: "After a while, there will be enough food. Both taverns will open to continue to make money, but it is not enough to buy food. Opening will still have to be put on hold."

After calculating the accounts casually for a while, Chen Yang picked up his brush to write and draw, and suddenly he found that his handwriting was a bit ugly.

This cannot be blamed on Chen Yang. The words in this era are particularly difficult to write, and they are still brushes. It is already amazing that Chen Yang can write them a bit similar.

"Let's practice writing first!"

Chen Yang took out a brand new piece of paper from the drawer, which he also made with a craftsman. He picked up the brush and thought for a while, and said, "Let's write about Linjiangxian first!"

Then pick up the pen and write.

The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes.

...

A poem was written on paper by Chen Yang. Although the shape of the characters is not very good, they are square and well-organized. At present, he can only do this, but he is still quite satisfied with his characters.

"Master, Lao Cao is here."

At this time, the butler Fang Hua knocked on the door and said.

"Old Cao is finally here, bring him to me." Chen Yang put down his brush, looking forward to what reaction Lao Cao would react after seeing the effect of those horse hooves.

After waiting for a while, the door of the study room was pushed open.

"Shopkeeper Chen!"

Before Lao Cao entered the door, his voice came in and he smiled and said, "Today I also brought my family here to get to know each other."

Cao Ang was also walking in with Cao Cao. At the same time, Mrs. Ding and Cao Ning followed behind, with Cao Ning full of reluctance.

Cao Ning first looked at his future husband and found that Chen Yang had nothing special, but he looked pretty.

Simply put, Chen Yang is useless except handsome.

Cao Cao said again: "Shopkeeper Chen, this is my wife, this is my daughter, and you know Xiao Cao."

Chen Yang smiled and said, "Old Cao, today I have time to bring my family to my place. Don't be polite when I come here, just sit down! Fang Hua quickly serve tea!"

In this era, tea has begun. Hua Tuo once wrote in the "Food Sutra": "Eating bitter tea for a long time will make it better."

Mrs. Ding was also looking at Chen Yang curiously, but she couldn't tell whether Chen Yang was good or bad when she met for the first time. She could only see how Chen Yang looked, but he actually dared to call Cao Cao the old Cao.

According to what Mrs. Ding knows, even Guo Jia and the others dare not call Cao Cao like this, and they also think that the relationship between Chen Yang and Cao Cao does not seem simple.

As for whether Cao Ning could be married to Chen Yang, Mrs. Ding was not sure about it, and the person who decided in the end was Cao Cao.

Before coming, Cao Cao had already told them that he could not expose his identity, so Mrs. Ding would not say anything.

Cao Ning glanced at Chen Yang with dissatisfaction, then looked around, absent-minded.

Her attitude made Chen Yang think that he hadn't offended her, right?

After a while, Fang Hua brought all the tea and Chen Yang said again: "Old Cao, you came by chance. The Prime Minister has agreed, right? I'll take you to see what can improve the combat effectiveness of the cavalry."

"Shopkeeper Chen, there is no hurry to do this. I have other things to discuss with you today."

Cao Cao shook his head, preparing to tell the story of his marriage.

Suddenly, the door of the study was pushed open again, and it was Zhang Chunhua who came in.

"Zi'an, my father just came." As soon as Zhang Chunhua finished speaking, she noticed that there were other people in the room and nodded slightly to say hello.

When Mrs. Ding saw that there was a woman so close to Chen Yang, she looked at Cao Cao dissatisfiedly.

If Chen Yang had a wife and Cao Ning married into the Chen family, wouldn’t he be a concubine?

It was very common for wives and concubines to be a group of wives and concubines in ancient times, but Cao Cao's daughter could not be the original wife and could only be a concubine, which Mrs. Ding could not accept.

Cao Cao didn't say anything for now and looked at Chen Yang.

"Uncle is here, where are others? No, I'll go out to greet me. Lao Cao, please wait for me for a while and come back soon."

Chen Yang said that, he was about to walk outside. As soon as he went out, he saw a middle-aged man standing in front of him.

"You are that Chen Yang, Chen Zi'an?"

When we first met, the middle-aged man seemed very dissatisfied with Chen Yang.
Chapter completed!