The sun had just shown its face from the East Mountain, shooting out a golden light, as if it was defying the vulnerability of the light mist. The blue sky, without a trace of clouds, makes it seem even more and more deep and boundless.

The procession of hundreds of people stretched wide, running around the somewhat tattered façade of the old house under the morning sun. Far away, you can also hear the sound of snorting and panting.

Yang Tianfeng ran ahead, his face was blushing so much that beads of sweat kept flowing down. The time is too short, and the improvement of physical fitness is not an easy thing. But he also felt much stronger than a few days ago, unlike others who relied purely on physical strength, he was very particular about rhythm in running breathing, which was the scientific breathing method that the knowledge in his mind told him. Coordinate breathing and gait speed. Generally, three steps, one exhale, three steps and one inhalation, breathe evenly, exhale cleanly, and take deep breaths to ensure that oxygen is fully exchanged in the lungs, and it is easier to match the pace frequency.

These young men who followed him were carefully selected from the security team by Zong Baichuan according to his instructions. Most of them are healthy, children of poor families, honest and kind, and locals. In addition, there are some veterans as the backbone of the team, they are all soldiers of the National × Army who retreated through northern Anhui and Henan after the defeat of the Battle of Xuzhou, and were taken in by the Yang family and incorporated into the militia.

After the team was pulled out, each person was first paid three oceans, which was a month's military salary. What about national righteousness, that is a matter for the future, or the money offensive can get the fastest effect.

Although Yang Tianfeng said that he would not survive for a month, he would return the money and leave. But in the past few days of training, no one dares to say that they are tired, dare to say that they are hard, and they are willing to take out the money that has not yet been covered from their pockets.

Huzi followed closely behind the young master, judging from his demeanor, his body still had strength left, but he still controlled his pace and followed unhurriedly. Although Yang Tianfeng was already sweating, Huzi did not despise him, but admired the young master's perseverance and the speed of progress. And according to the young master's teaching, he is adapting to and exploring the method of breathing, and he has also realized some doorways.

After running around the old mansion three times, Yang Tianfeng led people directly to the ancestral hall in the west of the village. This ancestral hall is very old, and the elderly in their seventies in the village can't remember the specific age. It started out as five large tiled houses, but the roofs had collapsed due to years of disrepair. Yang Tianfeng asked the house to be built with wheat straw, and it became a barracks.

Yang Tianfeng slowed down and led these people into the courtyard. The aroma of food has wafted out, and the big guy's spirits can't help but lift. The salary is the same, this food is good, and it is also one of Yang Tianfeng's tricks to win people's hearts.

The steaming steamed buns and the fragrant meat and vegetable soup make people have a great appetite. But no one dares to step forward and rob indiscriminately, Yang Tianfeng's corporal punishment has made these guys learn the rules, hehe, it should be said that it is discipline.

Yang Tianfeng waved his hand, and the three squad leaders began to form a team, and then the soldiers stepped forward to receive breakfast in order.

"Take an hour's rest after eating." Yang Tianfeng explained to Huzi: "Then the three teams continue to train, the first team practices shooting posture, the second team practices crawling and leaping, and the third team practices fighting stabs. After two hours of training, the team will take a half-hour break, and then change the training subjects to continue. I'm going back, and until I do, you're in charge of it. ”

"Understood, young master." Huzi obviously likes the feeling of being an official, or he is very angry when he shouts five and six drinks.

"The answer should be 'Yes, sir,' I've taught you three times." Yang Tianfeng rolled his eyes and corrected.

"Ming—yes, sir." Huzi smiled and saluted.

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Yangjiayuan has almost become a large construction site, and a trench is dug outside the courtyard wall, and the excavated soil is piled under the courtyard wall, which plays a certain role in reinforcing the courtyard wall. This garden is the result of the struggle of two generations of the Yang family, but if there is a glimmer of hope, Mrs. Yang must do her best.

Of course, this effort is not blind. Yangjiayuanzi is on higher ground, and there is a vortex river embankment to the west of Weizi to block it, and the big water is likely not to rush here directly, if the flood overflows from the embankment, the strength will be much smaller, and it may really be able to keep Yangjiayuanzi.

Mr. Du, the proposer of this method and suggestion, was standing on the polder wall at this time, with a gloomy face, combing his white beard with a small mustache hanging on his chest.

Mr. Du's name is Du Wenkui, and he is in his fifties. He was a Jinshi in the former Qing Dynasty and an official of the river during the Guangxu period. Because of his integrity, he mixed very unsatisfactorily in the officialdom. The Xinhai Revolution, a cannon sounded, overthrew the Manchu Dynasty, and Mr. Du returned to his hometown early and lived the life of a squire.

But he still remembered the old dynasty that gave him fame, and his whole body was dressed, and his loyalty was still revealed; An old-fashioned jacket with long sleeves and a half-new black market gourd shell hat with leg straps tied around his legs.

In recent years, the revolutionary army that cut braids is gone, and Mr. Du has kept braids again. His hair, though gray, was nice and thick, and soon grew long. He carefully combed every day, Gu Ying felt self-pity.

Mr. Du is knowledgeable, loves to chew words, can say a few fair words in the town, in the past years, the village people buy land to write contracts, say that they are willing to invite him to be a Chinese person. His family has 100 acres of land, and he is also a second-class rich family in the town, but his heirs are not prosperous, and after middle age, he only has a woman named Du Meiying.

Although Mr. Du and the Yang family are in Qulong Town, they have no friendship, and Mr. Du regards himself as a scholarly family, and looks down on nouveau riche like the Yang family, and even more despises the Yang family's forcible means of grabbing when they made their fortunes. The Japanese devils occupied the county seat, Yang Tianfeng sold himself and became a traitor, and Mr. Du despised the Yang family even more.

Originally, they were two people, and the relationship was not good, why did Mr. Du go to Yang's house to be the commander-in-chief of the flood control project? In fact, the reason is very simple, who let Mr. Du be a river official! As soon as Yang Tianfeng heard Zong Baichuan's introduction, he decided to invite Mr. Du to come. Not only to deal with this flood, but also to protect this kind of water conservancy talent in the future, otherwise how to gain a foothold in the Yellow Flood Area!

It's a pity that Mr. Du has a too hard temper, and he doesn't mince words about Yang Tianfeng, a traitor, not only refusing the invitation, but also scolding the people he sent. Time was pressing, Yang Tianfeng didn't have the time to look at the thatched house, and the old gentleman scolded very badly, and in anger, he sent someone to tie up the old man's baby daughter to the Yang family.

Yang Tianfeng broke the jar or broke it, or it was despicable means, anyway, his goal was achieved. Mr. Du had no way to sue, and he was powerless to fight, so he had to agree to Yang Tianfeng's conditions for the sake of his daughter. Old Man Du is really afraid that Yang Tianfeng, a famous playboy, will have bad intentions and let him be a cheap old man.