"Everyone has a different way of training, my way, that's it, do you have any questions?" Early in the morning, Yang Lian looked at the nineteen subordinates, especially at Long Yun. Chen Tie didn't come today, Long Yun is the head.

Plain Su Long Yun was taught a very miserable lesson by Chen Tie, and now that Chen Tie has relented, Long Yun has no opinion on Yang Lian's decision.

"The sandbags you carry are twenty pounds, and mine is thirty pounds; The sandbags on your legs are five pounds, and mine is seven. I think you should have no objections, we are all soldiers of the Shenwu Army, and it is impossible for us to stay in Jinling for the rest of our lives, we have to go out to fight, if we don't sweat in peacetime, we will bleed during the war. Exercising more will only be good for you, not harmful. Yang Lian said again, glanced at everyone, and ran out with the first step.

Long Yun hurriedly spread his legs to keep up, and the remaining eighteen people also followed with hula, these soldiers ran indiscriminately, and some even ran in front of Yang Lian, Yang Lian smiled slightly, and didn't care about him, relying on his momentary strength to run away, after all, he couldn't last long, he was pranayama while running, and suddenly added more than a dozen catties of weight, Yang Lian was still a little unbearable.

"Yo, what is this for?" Zhou Hongzuo watched from a distance, smiled, and mocked, fighting depends on bravery, what's the use of running?

"Commander Qiyu Zhou, I'm taking them for a run." Yang Lian slowed down and said.

"Ben will naturally know that you are running, is that useful?" Zhou Hongzuo sneered.

Yang Lian didn't argue with him either, and said with a smile: "Commander Zhou has nothing to do, so he left first." ”

"Let's go, let's go!" Zhou Hongzuo's eyes narrowed, his father and brother were all people who could fight well, they had never heard of this kind of exercise, and there was no such way in the army, if it weren't for Yang Lian is King Qi is introduction by Gao Tongjun, he would have stopped it a long time ago.

Yang Lian doesn't talk much, it takes a lot of effort to run, and it can save a little bit. Yang Lian still ran steadily, adjusting his breathing from time to time, and ran out for two miles, his breathing gradually became short, after all, he added more than a dozen catties of things. Yang Lian is like this, Long Yun and the others are even worse, a few people want to be in the limelight and feel that they are powerful, after a wild run, they almost couldn't breathe, so they had to hold on to the wall, panting wildly.

Watching Yang Lian run over slowly, the rest of the people were very impressed.

"Follow me, don't rush." Yang Lian said. He took out the handkerchief from his bosom and wiped it, but after running three hundred steps, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Everyone ran and stopped, Yang Lian stopped from time to time to wait for them, ten miles of road ran for a full hour, back to the Shenwu Army was already three poles in the sun, Yang Lian asked Long Yun to take others to practice, he also took a spear and followed behind to learn.

Lin Renzhao knew that Yang Lian had never entered the barracks, so he came over to give guidance after practice, Yang Lian humbly asked for advice, and Lin Renzhao also knew everything. A teaching intention, a learning intention, this day, slipped through the fingers.

At dusk, Yang Lian changed into clean clothes and was about to go out, but Lin Renzhao stopped him.

"Yang Jiang Yuhou's training method is a little different, I don't know who taught it?" Lin Renzhao was very curious.

Yang Lian said with a smile: "Actually, there is nothing unusual about this, Sun Tzu once said, 'The love of the soldier is the main speed, take advantage of the people's reach, and attack it." Could it be that Brother Lin has forgotten? ”

Lin Renzhao thought for a while and said, "There seems to be such a sentence. He immediately arched his hand and said, "Thank you, Brother Yang, starting today, I will study the military book hard." ”

Yang Lian nodded and said, "Take your time, you're still young, there are still many days to come, and there will always be a time for you and me to show their talents." ”

The two made an appointment and walked out of the Shenwu Army, Yang Lian invited Lin Renzhao to have a meal in the wine shop, Huang Qi saw Yang Lian come back, and cooked a few specialty dishes, and Lin Renzhao was very satisfied. However, Yang Lian was not satisfied, there was no iron pot these days, and the dishes cooked out were always a little less flavorful, but in comparison, Huang Qi's craftsmanship was really good.

After eating, Lin Renzhao said: "Brother Yang, I have some things that I don't understand, can I solve my confusion." ”

"Let's go, go to the Qinhuai River and talk as you go." Yang Lian said that just after eating, he always had to digest and digest it.

At this time, it was already dark, and on the Qinhuai River, countless boathouses lit candles, and the sound of silk and bamboo came, and Lin Renzhao couldn't help frowning.

Yang Lian didn't notice Lin Renzhao's expression, the Southern Dynasty was content with pleasure, and during the confrontation between the North and the South, most of them were destroyed by the Northern Dynasty, except for Zhu Ming, whom Yang Lian knew. At this point, however, this has not yet happened. The Northern Dynasty was relatively turbulent, the people were fierce, and the combat effectiveness of the army was very strong, while the Southern Dynasties, such as Chen Shubao and later Li Yu's generation, were either hedonistic or incompetent, so that the great country fell into the hands of the Northern Dynasty. Especially Li Yu, who was imprisoned in Kaifeng, and his wife Xiao Zhou was also humiliated by Zhao Guangyi. However, Yang Lian has no good impression of Li Yu, just thinking, since he has come to Jinling, when will he meet Li Yu?

As soon as he thought of Li Yu, Yang Lian remembered Li Yu's more famous words, although he was a scumbag in his previous life, he still remembered some of them, and couldn't help but chanted: "The carved fence and jade masonry should still be there, but Zhu Yan has changed." Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. ”

Lin Renzhao was stunned, Yang Lian's words meant something. He was originally a native of the old Fujian Kingdom, the Southern Tang Dynasty invaded Fujian, and the emperor was escorted to Jinling. The carved fence and jade masonry in Fujian are still there, but they no longer belong to Fujian, but to the Southern Tang Dynasty. Zhu Yan has changed, Zhu Yan has changed! It's really regrettable!

Li Yu's words are naturally excellent, Lin Renzhao couldn't help but read it, the more he read it, the more he felt that his mood was triggered, the country was broken, and that scene still firmly occupied his mind.

Lin Renzhao muttered, in the distance, a young man walked up, about fifteen years old, wearing silk on his body, at first glance he was a child of a rich family, and the young man was followed by a follower, who was also young.

"This son, under Li Congjia, dare to ask if this word was made by the son?" Li Congjia first reported his name, and then asked.

Yang Lian smiled slightly, and he didn't break it. Looking at Lin Renzhao.

This poppy poem was made by Li Yu in the later period, and it is the perception of the ruin of his country, although Li Yu came in person at this time, but because he is not very old, he definitely can't make this kind of poem.

Lin Renzhao glanced at Yang Lian, and saw that Yang Lian shook his head slightly, knowing that he didn't want to come out, so it seemed that he had to go out on his own.

"This poppy is exactly what I did, and the son smiled." When these words came out, Lin Renzhao's face was not red and his heart was not beating.

"Is there still a Shang Run?" Li Congjia asked, it seems that he is a person who understands poetry.

Childe smiled. This poem naturally has a rhyme. Yang Lian took over the conversation, he was afraid that Lin Renzhao would not be able to answer.

"Can you give me advice?" Li Congjia looked very eager.

Yang Lian hesitated slightly, and said: "Brother Lin once read this poem, and I remember that the whole word is: 'When is the spring flower and autumn moon?' How much do you know about the past? Xiaolou had another east wind last night, so the country could not afford to look back at the moonlight.

The carved fence and jade masonry should still be there, but the face has changed. How sad can you be? It is like a river flowing eastward. ’”

Yang Lian read very slowly, finished reading, glanced at Lin Renzhao, and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, yes or no?" ”

Lin Renzhao nodded helplessly, thinking to himself what Yang Lian was going to do?

Li Congjia has a good memory, but after listening to it once, he remembered it clearly, repeated it, and when he saw Lin Renzhao nodding, he asked again: "What is the name of this son?" ”

"In the lower bayashi Renzhao." Lin Renzhao spoke.

Yang Lian smiled slightly, and said deliberately: "In Xia Yang Lian, he is a member of the Guanzhong clan, and he has just arrived in Jinling. It is a great blessing to know Brother Li. ”

Li Congjia originally wanted to win over Lin Renzhao, but after listening to Yang Lian's words, his face changed, he took two steps back, looked at Yang Lian in surprise, and said in a lost voice: "You are Yang Lian?" The old prince of the former dynasty?! ”

Yang Lian smiled slightly and said, "Yang Lian is true, but the old prince of the previous dynasty is not. I also hope that the son will be cautious. ”

Li Congjia also recovered from the shock, arched his hand, and said, "I said yes, I saw him in the ground with my own eyes back then." As he spoke, he quickly covered his mouth. If there is, it shouldn't be said.

Yang Lian sighed and said, "This name has been with me for so many years, I didn't expect that when I arrived in Jinling, many people were asking me, is it the old prince of the previous dynasty?" I think if I were the old prince of the previous dynasty, I would have found a place to hide far away, and I would dare to appear in Jinling? ”

Lin Renzhao said with a smile: "What Brother Yang said is that it has been a few years since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, and these years can be described as the peace and security of the country and the people, and the people are also wealthy, so will they rebel with the old prince of the previous dynasty?" ”

Yang Lian scratched his head and said, "It's a pity that this name was taken by the deceased father and can't be changed." ”

Lin Renzhao waved his hand and said, "There are countless people with the same name and surname in this world, Brother Yang doesn't have to mind." ”

Yang Lian narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I'm really afraid that someone will think that I am the old prince of the former dynasty and arrest me and go to the prison." ”

Li Congjia took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Young Master Yang doesn't have to worry, I know that Yang Lian, although you have the same name as him, you have a different appearance, and that person died a few years ago, I saw the coffin he entered with my own eyes." ”

Yang Lian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's fine." ”

While a few people were talking, two more people came over, the first one, dressed in a green shirt, dressed as a Confucian scholar, but he was not tall, his face was very immature, and his eyes were very large, and he was dripping water at any time. The same goes for the little boy behind him.

Yang Lian couldn't help but slander, which son of this family is this, who is more delicate than a woman, and he doesn't let a woman live?

When Li Congjia saw someone coming, a smile appeared on his face, and he stepped forward: "E...... Brother Zhou, you are here, let me wait so hard. ”

The man held a paper fan in his hand, nodded towards Li Congjia, looked at Yang Lian, a hint of color flashed in his eyes, and asked, "Who are these two?" ”

Li Congjia introduced: "These two are friends who just met. This surname is Yang Yanlian, and this surname is Lin Zhenrenzhao. As he spoke, he paused and said, "Brother Lin is only eight years old, and he made a poem just now, which is naturally excellent." As he spoke, he read the poppy again.

When the son of the Zhou family heard this, he couldn't help but praise: "It's really a good word!" ”

Yang Lian glanced at the son of the Zhou family curiously, and thought to himself, this person seems to be a pseudo-mother, and his voice is so delicate.

However, the son of the Zhou family was glanced at by Yang Lian, and hurriedly opened the fan and covered his face.