Looking at the ten-year-old child in front of him, Chen Mo had a headache.

Cao Ang was very regular, kneeling beside Chen Mo and not speaking, but how to place it was a problem.

"Aang?"

"Uncle, please speak." Cao Ang respectfully saluted Chen Mo.

"What do you mean by being here?" Chen Mo looked at Cao Ang and asked.

"No, my nephew just heard the name of his uncle and wanted to pay a visit, and it was my father's intention to come here." Cao Ang shook his head.

"Come, Ang'er, tell me what your father said at that time." Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, looked at Cao Ang and smiled.

"Whoa." Cao Ang nodded, and immediately explained the cause and effect.

Cao Cao is now a military captain in Luoyang, and I am afraid that he will not go back in the next few years, and Cao Cao also intends to help his son find a famous teacher to teach in Luoyang, and send him to Taixue in two years, so he asked someone to bring his family to Luoyang.

Don't look at Cao Ang is very well-behaved in front of Chen Mo, but in private, because his father was not around since he was a child, Ding is not his biological mother, he is afraid that the child will be wronged, and he is a little doting, and Cao Ang knows his own background, so although Ding has loved Cao Ang in every way since he was a child, Cao Ang always stubbornly thinks that it was Ding who killed his biological mother, and his personality is also quite obedient.

When I came to Luoyang this time, I wanted to hire a teacher for Cao Ang, but I prepared more tricks for Cao Ang and walked away, Cao Cao lost a lot of money and owed a lot of favors.

Last time Chen Mo returned triumphantly and became a lieutenant at the age of fifteen, Cao Cao quarreled with his son last time, and couldn't help but squeeze a few words, Cao Ang was not convinced, Cao Cao said that let Chen Mo be his teacher, if he could make Chen Mo angry with the previous teachers, then Cao Cao would no longer care about him in the future.

"So, you're here this time to test my skills?" Chen Mo looked at Cao Ang, a little speechless, no wonder Cao Cao ran so fast.

"Before, my father invited Xu Kai, a famous scholar in Luoyang, who was proud of his poetry and books, and Ang argued with him about the Book of Poetry, but for three days, he hid his face and left; Later, my father invited Luoyang ranger Zhang Han, who was proud of his swordsmanship, purely based on swordsmanship, and was no longer my opponent, so he went away in shame. Cao Ang still looked like a good baby, and bowed to Chen Mo and said, "But I don't know, what can my uncle teach me?" And what is there to be proud of? ”

"Me?" Chen Mo thought for a while, looked at Cao Ang and said: "In addition to the qin, I can use the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, weapons, guns, swords, and sticks, okay, if you talk about learning, poetry, books and five classics can teach you, if you want to be a general, the tactics of the army, I can also do it, if you want to learn agriculture, I will also know some." ”

"All of them are acceptable, that is, although my uncle has learned a lot, he is not proficient?" Cao Ang smiled.

"You can say the same thing." Chen Mo nodded, everything he knows is acceptable, but if he meets a real master, it is difficult to win, but in this world, compared to Chen Mo, there are not many people who can be called masters, looking at Cao Ang's more and more confident appearance, Chen Mo couldn't help but smile: "But there is one thing, I can definitely teach you." ”

"Oh?" Cao Ang looked at Chen Mo and said in disbelief: "But I don't know what my uncle said?" ”

"Be human." Chen Mo got up and said: "I know that you are not convinced, let's go to the barracks first, I know why Brother Meng De sent you here, you child, if you are not good at training, maybe it will be the second Yang Xiu." ”

"Although my uncle is nominally my elder, there is not much age difference between you and me, which is too arrogant." Cao Ang also stood up, although he was still polite, but between his words, he was arrogant.

"The truth is like this, but your father is commensurate with my brother, this, you can't change this, in this way, what I just said, or what I didn't say, you can choose the same to compete with me, choose what you are best at, if you can beat me, in this barracks, you are free to go in and out, I said." Chen Mo looked at Cao Ang and smiled: "But if you lose......"

"In this barracks, I am willing to listen to my uncle's teachings." Cao Ang saluted.

"Okay, you can come and fight with me every day, but if you lose, listen to me, and you are the master." Chen Mo nodded and said, "Now, choose." ”

"I heard that my uncle was famous for archery, so I competed with him in archery." Cao Ang saluted and said: "It's just that Ang is still young and lacks strength, so I'm afraid I'm ......."

"Twenty steps of arrows, with a soft bow as a weapon, you and I are the same." Chen Mo smiled.

"Good!" Cao Ang bowed slightly to Chen Mo and said, "I hope my uncle is true to his word." ”

"Wuyi!" Chen Mo smiled and didn't answer.

"Whoa!" Da Lang's figure appeared outside the camp and saluted Chen Mo.

"Set up a 20-step arrow target in the school field, two soft bows, and I was going to compete with people for arrows, and the soldiers of the three departments stopped training, and the school field watched." Chen Mo smiled at Da Lang.

"Whoa!" Da Lang said yes and turned to leave.

Soon, on the school field, the three soldiers and horses have been assembled, gathered around the edge of the school field, kneeling neatly on the ground, looking at the twenty steps of the arrow target on the school field, although many people feel a little confused, but no one made a sound, the scene is silent and serious, even Cao Ang was also surprised, looked at Chen Mo and said: "Uncle training is also quite a means, Ang admires." ”

"Don't worry, I'm afraid you won't be able to admire." Chen Mo took Cao Ang straight to the school field, looked at the twenty-step arrow target, and turned his head to look at Cao Ang: "Nervous?" ”

"Such means are not afraid!" Cao Ang said proudly.

"Since you are the eldest son of Brother Mengde, he will inevitably lead the army in the future, if it is difficult to face even such a scene, then no matter how knowledgeable and talented, it is just a courtier who takes advantage of his tongue." After Chen Mo finished speaking, he went straight to the center of the long term, and said loudly: "Today, this general competes with people in archery, twenty steps to the target, the winner can instruct the loser for a day, let everyone come, is to ask you to be a witness, if I lose, today and one day, I will be sent by this son." ”

"General, bullying children like this, right?" Zhong Yun shouted with some tears and laughter.

"Everyone, just let me bully people, sometimes, bullying children, it actually feels good." Chen Mo smiled, turned his head to look at Cao Ang and said, "Which of you and I will come first?" ”

"Then it was up to my nephew to make a fool of himself." Cao Ang bowed to Chen Mo, took a soft bow from the bow stand, pulled it, and then took off the arrow, opened the bow and set up the arrow, took a deep breath, Meng De opened the bow, shot an arrow, and then quickly pulled down the second arrow, so three arrows in a row, the arrow hit the bull's-eye.

The soldiers who were originally watching the excitement around couldn't help but be a little surprised, although the twenty-step target was nothing, but not everyone could hit the bull's-eye with arrows.

"Uncle, please!" Cao Ang saluted Chen Mo.

Chen Mo nodded, took the arrow handed by Da Lang, looked at the arrow target, estimated it, and then opened his bow and arrow, not shooting three arrows in a row like Cao Ang, but shooting arrow by arrow.

The first arrow, the tail of the arrow shot by Cao Ang in the middle, the second arrow, the enemy's three arrows are the same, don't say Cao Ang, that is, those who are good at shooting in the army, they are also stunned, the bullseye of the arrow target is at least the size of a fist, but this arrow tail is ten times smaller than the bull's-eye, Chen Mo hit the tail of the arrow three arrows in a row, and did not make the two arrows fall down, this control of the force is the most amazing.

Chen Mo twisted another arrow, shot out an arrow, hit the bull's-eye, and the force of the arrow cluster into the bull's-eye, shook the other six arrows down, and then shot two more, turned his head and handed the soft bow to Cao Ang and said: "I did it just now, you just need to do it again, and you win." ”

Cao Ang silently took the soft bow, looked at the arrow target, and then looked at the soft bow in his hand, frustration appeared on his face for the first time, and he shook his head and said, "Ang can't do it." ”

Speaking of this control of strength, there are not many people who can do it, this is not a matter of strength, Chen Mo's archery skills have been systematically and comprehensively trained, as soon as the bow starts, the weight of the bow, the strength of the bow, the maximum range and strength of the arrow can be clearly understood, in this regard, I am afraid that the archers in the world may not be able to compare with Chen Mo, let alone do it.

"Don't try?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.

"Knowing that you can't do it, it's not the work of a wise man." Cao Ang hung the soft bow back on the bow stand and shook his head.

"It's okay, since you lost......"

"I want to listen to my uncle." Cao Ang bowed.

"It's a bad thing." Chen Mo nodded and shouted at the army: "Where is Bao Geng?" ”

"The last general!" Bao Geng quickly stepped out of the queue and saluted Chen Mo.

"I'll leave it to you." Chen Mo pointed at Cao Ang: "Train with you today." ”

"This ......" Bao Geng looked at Cao Ang, a little embarrassed: "General, how to practice this?" ”

"He practices as others practice." Chen Mo looked at Cao Ang and said, "Including food and accommodation, I will be with you, of course, you can give up at any time." ”

"The general can rest assured, others can do it, and Ang can do it." Cao Ang straightened his chest and said loudly.

"Homecoming!" Chen Mo waved his hand and said loudly: "Continue training, soldiers, listen up, after so much training, you can be regarded as my big man and brave, but don't be compared to a child." ”

"General rest assured!" Bao Geng agreed, turned around and took Cao Ang back to his team, and the departments scattered and continued to train.

Chen Mo's training in this battalion is definitely the strictest in the Xiyuan Army, Cao Ang is a genius, but since he grew up in a small Ding Shi family, how can he be so tired, and most importantly, he has to eat with this group of people, the smell of sweat gathers together, it is quite unpleasant, although there is a lot of food, but Cao Ang is difficult to swallow.

Looking at Chen Mo, who was sitting in the army with a group of soldiers and did not shy away from biting, Cao Ang gritted his teeth and forcibly endured the nausea to eat together.

This night, Cao Ang had insomnia.

Early the next morning, Cao Ang couldn't wait to find Chen Mo: "I heard that my uncle's chess skills are exquisite, and Lu Gong is quite appreciative, and Ang wants to compete with his uncle today." ”

"Are you sure? If you lose, you have to continue training today. Chen Mo pointed to the army that had begun morning training in the distance, looked at Cao Ang and reminded.

"Nephew has decided!" Cao Anglang said.

"Good."

A quarter of an hour later, looking at the chess game in front of him, Cao Ang admitted defeat in frustration and began the second day of training.

In the next few days, the Five Classics of Poetry and Books, the Six Arts of Confucianism, weapons and fists, Cao Ang challenged Chen Mo one by one, without exception, Cao Ang's arrogance and self-confidence were not able to be hit in front of Chen Mo, but the momentum of not admitting defeat made Chen Mo a little surprised.