Da Yu'er looked intently at Ning Zhiyuan's back as she dressed and walked away, and felt very relieved in her heart, Ning Zhiyuan didn't go through the rain and clouds with her in bed again, maintaining the habit of training, she felt that the man she suddenly liked at a certain moment was really worth it.

She was wearing her clothes a little uncomfortably, but the door suddenly opened, and four maids came in from outside, and it was the four maids who had been isolated from time to time beside her, which made the corners of her eyes red.

She knew that the four maids were certainly not insulted.

"Princess, you are" A maid looked at Da Yu'er walking alone in a strange way wearing clothes and a smear of blood on the bed, and said with a crying voice, she accompanied Da Yu'er to marry Houjin, and knew what happened to Da Yu'er in Houjin.

"I'm fine." Da Yu'er smiled, "Naren, help me get dressed, and then we'll go see my sister." ”

When Ning Zhiyuan left the courtyard, several guards were already waiting boredly outside the courtyard, and several people must have been stopped outside the courtyard by chestnuts, or they would inevitably wake him up, but Ning Daguan didn't say much, and ordered a few people to have breakfast and then rush to the school field.

Usually I have breakfast on the school grounds, but Ning Zhiyuan and the soldiers eat the same food, so this time I didn't make any waves, and it can be seen that Ning Zhiyuan is in a good mood when he faces the sun, although he is smiling most of the time.

He thought of Shang Jinglan who made him sad, if it was really just because of Da Yu'er's matter and left, he would be relieved, after all, even if there is no Yu'er, he still has Liu Ruyi, there may be other women in the future, he doesn't deliberately force it, but if he likes it, he likes it, and there won't be only Shang Jinglan as a woman, if he can't stand it, he can leave, he also believes that Shang Jinglan won't really go to the previous fiancé with a bad character, she is a smart woman and girl.

What Da Yu'er said about Shang Jinglan would come back, he didn't know, although he wanted to, but he didn't force it, he was a man, that's it.

In today's extreme training, Wang Wu and the others looked at Ning Zhiyuan's movements with a frightened expression, worried about whether the adults would have the same symptoms as last time, and suddenly their bodies became hot and fainted, because the symptoms of adults at this time were extremely similar to those before they fainted last time.

"Childe, why don't you take a break." Wang Wu said with some apprehension, Gongzi probably wouldn't say much about them, but seeing that Ning Zhiyuan did several times as many push-ups as before, he still said it.

Childe was like that last time, and then he collapsed after just a few steps.

Ning Zhiyuan smiled, he knew what Wang Wu was worried about, but he knew his current physical condition, his body was not tired, and his mind was even clearer.

"I'm fine." Explained softly, without the slightest pause.

It wasn't until he felt that his arm could no longer move that Ning Zhiyuan stopped, lay on his stomach on the withered yellow grass, gasping and asking.

"How much did I just do." He never thought too much about it when he trained, and he did his best until he fell.

"More than eight hundred, quadrupled." Wang Wu opened his mouth wide and said, "It's almost the same as the last time Gongzi fell ill." Looking at Ning Zhiyuan, who was tired but still in good spirits, was also very happy, and continued.

"Childe's arm strength is much greater, it seems that he just happened to catch a cold last time and fell ill."

Ning Zhiyuan was lying on the ground and laughing very happily, he believed that physical strength was sometimes really related to the state of mind, and wanted to use his hands to prop himself up to run with weights, but found that he couldn't do it, so he rolled on the ground, faced the sky on his back, and got up with the strength of his waist.

The soldiers had long been accustomed to such a vulgar gesture by a gentle and elegant adult like Ning Zhiyuan, which would only make them more cordial.

Carrying a twenty-pound sandbag on his calf, Ning Zhiyuan was still running, and he was still happy that he had just done more than 800 push-ups, if it was in the future, he would definitely be surprised, but after so long in the late Ming Dynasty, it was not difficult to see some strong soldiers doing more than 1,000 after a short period of adaptation, and his thinking also changed.

"How far do you think Childe can run this time?" There are people among the pro-soldiers who provoke the conversation, they can talk about their own adults very actively, because Ning Zhiyuan will only be a little unconcerned, they are also very diligent, and they usually only stop talking when their own adults are training, not because others have high requirements for them, but because they themselves have high requirements for themselves.

They are pro-soldiers, the pro-soldiers selected by Ning Zhiyuan.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, remembered the situation last time, and subconsciously looked at Wang Wu, but Wang Wu laughed and said, "I guess I can run, don't guess first, I'll make a bet." ”

Last time, he didn't participate in the discussion, but this time he seemed very confident, and the physical condition of the person could probably be seen.

"I'll bet ten cents, and my son will run ten miles." The first voice said.

"I'll bet twenty wen. The adults ran twenty miles as before. ”

These people were full of joy when they spoke, some of them were called Lord Ning Zhiyuan, and some were sons, they all had the same respect and admiration, and they were even more grateful, they were either refugees or soldiers in the past, but they must not take out spare money casually, and eating is a problem.

Wang Wule, hehe, thirty dollars are in hand.

"I'll bet fifteen wen, fifteen miles."

"Forty Wen, the son can run forty miles." They tacitly matched the number of money with the number of miles, so that Wang Wu would not make a mistake when he paid the money.

"Let's talk about it first, the one with the least difference within twenty miles wins, and if several people are the same, then I will lose," Wang Wu said domineeringly, "You will lose if you are twenty miles away." ”

is even a bit of a loss-making banker, but Wang Wu feels that he can eat it all, and at most he guesses that Gongzi can run forty miles.

"I guess eighty miles, eighty languages." A voice said.

Wang Wu looked over in surprise, "Chestnut, how can you guess that it's so big, let's change it." He tried to change the choice of chestnut, because the answer of chestnut was not much different from the answer in his heart.

"I don't change." Chestnut insisted, "Your Excellency must be in good spirits right now. "Thinking about the beautiful girl who entered the adult's room yesterday must have made the adult very excited.

Wang Wu didn't say any more, after all, you have to be principled to open the door to do business, although he is not in business.

At this time, one mile of land is about more than four hundred meters, even if it is twenty miles, Ning Zhiyuan will not always be running, so he is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but he never stops.

The training system set up by Ning Zhiyuan was very harsh, and the soldiers gathered for training at the beginning of each day, had breakfast an hour after the hour, trained until noon and rested for another hour, and then began training at the end of the day, and had to train for seven hours a day.

But Ning Zhiyuan was nearly an hour late today, and he didn't start training until nearly the hour, so he ran intermittently until the end of noon, more than two hours. The soldiers were already having lunch.

After running for nearly sixty miles, Ning Zhiyuan finally fell, still lying on the yellow and soft grass, his body was too tired, and the soldiers ran over in one go, carrying the adults back to the house as usual, but found that Ning Zhiyuan was opening his eyes at this time and did not faint.

Wang Wu basically watched intently when Ning Zhiyuan ran nearly sixty miles, not just a matter of tens of dollars, but a state of mind, so he knew very well how far Ning Zhiyuan had run.

"My lord, you ran fifty-nine and a half miles today." Wang Wu said, very happy to see that Ning Zhiyuan did not faint, and he killed them all.

Chestnut has a little grudge, thinking that it should be that the girl who hollowed out the adult's body yesterday.

Ning Zhiyuan was very surprised that he had run so far, just like he had just done more than 800 push-ups, so he could happily think that his physical strength had really increased a lot, but what was even more surprising was that he did not faint.

I fainted for a few months, but I didn't faint this time, I was very happy, and I was also very happy after being tired.

"Wang Wu." Ning Zhiyuan lay on the ground and shouted, his whole body couldn't exert any strength, and it was difficult to move.

"Childe." Wang Wu responded.

"Can you help me up first?" Looking up at a group of pro-soldiers who were looking down on him, Ning Zhiyuan felt a little painful.

"Uh-oh." Wang Wu reacted suddenly, without the slightest fear or panic, he laughed, and quickly pulled Ning Zhiyuan up, Gongzi would not care about these details

A group of soldiers were amused, but more than that, moved, for no reason.

Childe didn't treat them as people, but they were subordinates.