He originally thought that when he arrived at Huangzhuang, it would be a good time for birds to fly, but Zhu Su didn't expect that his good time would die before seven days.
After handing over the "Method of Refining the Body", Zhu Su succeeded in borrowing Li Wenzhong's hand to teach Zhu Tiezhu a lesson: Zhu Tiezhu was like a dead dog every day, running circles, climbing iron fences, and crossing sand in the temporarily leveled school grounds. pit. He no longer has the leisure time to put on that stinky face as if the whole world owes him hundreds of coins.
The bad thing is: Zhu Tiezhu is not the only dead dog, but three.
"Zhu Tiezhu...you, your special mother, should you work harder? You're in the last place again. If you don't finish this incense stick, we will have nothing to eat!" Li Jinglong, Young Master Li himself was panting like a broken bellows, but he still managed to Zhu Shouqian had the intention to turn around and complain about his wobbly legs.
"Li...Li Jiujiang, you fucking...shut up!" Zhu Shouqian was holding his breath, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he stumbled and fell down. Li Jinglong was so bluffed that he quickly convinced him. "Don't dump it! The three of us are just grasshoppers on a rope. If you dump it, all our lunch will be lost!"
"You still want to chat while running?" Li Wenzhong's devilish voice came from behind: "Okay, great! All three of us, let's run one more lap!"
"Oh my god!" Li Jinglong simply wanted to die.
The two playboys' pampered bodies were weaker than Zhu Su's, but Zhu Su, who had always felt that he was weak, was actually running in front.
It seems that he is at the forefront, but in fact Zhu Laowu's image at this time is not much better than Zhu Shouqian's. He stretched out his tongue and dragged his legs, moving step by step towards the seeding point. When I heard the news about running one more lap, I was so surprised that I almost fainted.
What a sin! Why did I just take out this complete training manual! He originally wanted Brother Bao'er to use this method to punish Zhu Shouqian, but after hearing that there was a 90% certainty that no one would be killed, Li Wenzhong suddenly became excited.
Aren't you and Jiujiang also practicing this way? very good! In this case, the three of you can practice together!
This can be fatal. Zhu Su just wanted to slowly strengthen his body, but he had no intention of turning himself into a special forces king all at once. Therefore, the amount of training was reduced and reduced. It is common for someone to be lazy and spend three days fishing and two days drying nets.
But now that Li Wenzhong is the instructor, is there any possibility for him to be lazy? Li Wenzhong was usually easy to talk to, but once he entered the general mode and started training their "soldiers", not to mention him, Zhu Su suspected that Lao Zhu's pleas might not work.
In addition to the three of them, Li Wenzhong also selected 20 young Wu Wangwei as experiments and divided them into four groups for training. Those people were trained by the commander Li Rong on the campus. This Li Rong was the ruthless man who gave his horse to Li Wenzhong on the battlefield of the Northern Expedition, then took the horse himself and continued to mount the horse to fight. Zhu Su had seen him, and he looked like a very solid and honest man. He didn't look like a strong man who could seize the enemy's Pegasus in a chaotic battle.
At the end of the race, it was almost Li Jinglong and Zhu Su who dragged Zhu Shouqian to the finish line. Li Wenzhong looked at the incense stick that had burned out before the tea time, and calmly stood in front of the incense burner: "Well, yes, it did finish before the incense burned out."
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"Then you are allowed to have lunch today. Remember, go to sleep after eating. If you don't finish running tomorrow because you don't have enough rest, you will still have no food!"
The three of them were unable to answer. They were all lying on the ground not even wanting to move a finger. Seeing the three young masters paralyzed in the mud from exhaustion, Li Wenzhong nodded secretly: That's it! Only those who are willing to wallow in the mud can be successful. Just like before Jiujiang, where you put on makeup and powder every day and wear white clothes without touching your fingers, how will you be able to lead the army in the future?
Which person in my generation, or even the generation before that, has never dug in the dirt for food?
Brother Su, this is a great idea! A few days ago, these three little cubs couldn't even finish half of the race, but today they were able to run one more lap.
Not to mention those twenty young men. Their training tasks are heavier and their results are more significant. Li Rong patted his chest and assured him that in a few days, each of these young men will become the best Ye Bu Shui in the Ming army!
night
What is the concept of not collecting? Generally speaking, scouts are served by the smartest and most powerful soldiers in the army. Only with sufficient strength can intelligence be safely brought back from the enemy's control. And Ye Bushou is the best among the scouts. The place where he performs his mission is a deadly place surrounded by enemies on all sides. In addition to spying on intelligence, the tasks undertaken include burning food and grass, assassinating enemy generals, etc. It was like searching for a way out among the dead, jumping repeatedly at the door of hell.
If you don’t collect it at night, even ghosts walking at night will not dare to collect it! If you don't have that strength, how can you dare to shout to the ghosts and gods that I won't accept it at night?
Among the 100,000-strong army he led in the Northern Expedition before, there were only a few elite soldiers who could be said to stay at night. Not only does it require bravery to survive at night, but also the wisdom to deal with the enemy, the tacit understanding of cooperating with companions, and the courage to face thousands of troops are all top priorities. It is difficult to find one such soldier among ten thousand people. Now Li Rong actually said that these more than 20 young men can become Ye Bushou?
Able to mass produce without harvesting at night! What a terrible way to exercise!
If it weren't for the high cost of food, medicine, etc., Li Wenzhong would have liked to directly promote it to the entire army.
After lying there for a while, Zhu Su finally regained his breath. He felt that not only his feet, but also his whole body was filled with lead. I heard twenty young men participating in the physical training experiment over at the main campus. Their shouts and shouts were loud and powerful, and the more than twenty people were more powerful than the remaining hundred people.
Zhu Su, Zhu Shouqian, and Li Jinglong breathed for a long time, and then they calmed down a little. They stood up and limped to have lunch, celebrating that today's hell was finally over.
Lunch was actually very poor. Zhu Su came up with his own idea, and Zhuangzi now adopts the model of eating from a big pot in the cafeteria. Although he didn't have to queue up with other soldiers to grab a meal, the meal was just a big bowl of oily bone soup, a piece of meat bone, and a few big steamed buns.
"Hmm... this food is too rough! Is the food cooked by military cooks meant for people to eat?" Zhu Su thought to himself as he ate. When he first awakened his memory, the first uncomfortable thing was that the food was too unpalatable. Later, he tactfully revealed some dishes from later generations to Mr. Chang who was studying cooking at that time, so that he could eat something delicious in this world.
It's a pity that Xu Xingzu, the imperial cook in the palace, is a dullard. No matter how you teach him tactfully, he just can't teach it, and the food he cooks is just as unpalatable as the third child. But Lao Zhu and Queen Ma didn't mind it.
Fortunately, after Mrs. Chang became a sister-in-law, she often asked Zhu Biao to "support" her brothers by cooking. Otherwise, the mouth will fade away and look like a bird.
I didn't expect that now that I live in Zhuangzi, I still have to eat such a simple meal.
"Fifth uncle, since you dislike it, you should stop talking!" Li Jinglong was gnawing on the buns while he did not forget to complain to Zhu Su.
Zhu Su won't stop, he will complain, he will complain, he can't bear it, it will consume a lot of money! The meals for the three of them were given together, so if I ate slowly, they would eat them up in no time. In terms of seniority, I am still the elder, and I don’t understand the superiority and inferiority at all.
Zhu Tiezhu burst into tears while eating. Because I ran a little slower yesterday, I just had no food and had to bear the guilt of having affected the other two people. Today I finally had a meal without any delay. I just felt that the meal, which I usually couldn’t eat, was extraordinarily sweet.
He didn't notice at all that a few days ago he was still hating Zhu Su and Li Jinglong, but yesterday he couldn't sleep well because of his guilt towards them...
The three of them were gnawing at a table in the corner of the canteen until the night was dark. Out of the corner of his eye, Zhu Su noticed the eunuch Xiang Deng coming in a hurry: "Your Highness, the Young Master of the Duke of Wei is here to pay my respects!"
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