When Qiao Renshang was in Jianye, Sun Ce had already spoken, Huainan could not attack in the past two years, and the Cao army of Shouchun on the opposite side was roughly the same, because now the Cao army of Shouchun is left with the two departments of Xiahou Dian and Zhu Ling, about 30,000 people, and the attack is not enough to rule, and it is obviously also out of the defensive.

"Let's plant all the sweet potatoes!" It was the end of the winter of the nineteenth year of Jian'an, and the beginning of spring was just a few days later. Qiao Ren did not increase the rank of Sima, so he could not forehear about political affairs, as the governor of the capital, there were not many government affairs that could be managed, most of them were novel affairs, and after the county guards were familiar with it, they would be transferred to Sun Lang and others for management.

"It's all planted!" Liu Ji held a huge book in his hand, kept reading it, and just replied improvisedly.

Qiao Ren rolled his eyes helplessly, "Jingyu, my eyes have fallen out." ”

What Liu Ji is holding in his hand is the long and short scriptures that Qiao Ren wrote silently in the past, when Qiao Ren just crossed over, he still had some impressions of the articles he had memorized in his previous life, so he wrote out this long and short scriptures, but at that time, the writing was limited, and there were many allusions to later generations in the article, so it was not circulated, and now Qiao Ren is a generation of Confucian scholars and has more and more experience, and today he has nothing to do and deleted some of this book, and he can finally see people.

"Strange book! This book is really a strange book! Liu Ji couldn't help but admire.

Nonsense! Qiao Ren was guilty in his heart. The length of history was written by Li Bai's teacher Zhao Rui. It uses all the history of China before the Tang Dynasty as argumentation material, integrates the hundred schools of thought of Zhuzi, integrates the ideas of Confucianism, Taoism, war, law, yin and yang, agriculture and other schools, and covers various fields such as politics, diplomacy, and military affairs. But Lao Zhao is just a scholar after all, the book he wrote is powerful, but there is more empty talk, Qiao Ren has enriched and deleted it with ten years of experience in leading troops and stratagems, and the whole book has a lot of experience.

"Respect this book, just read it for yourself, and never spread it." Qiao Ren reminded that the long and short meridians are ghost books, and it is not a good thing to spread them.

"A certain province!"

At this time, a guard came into the door, "Lord, the son has arrived." ”

Naturally, the son will not be Qiao Xun, who is far away in Jianye, but George, the righteous son of Qiao Ren in Hefei. Not long after, a heroic young man walked in, and George, who had been recuperating for more than a year, was not so thin in height.

The teaching method of the ancients was like this, generally learning one subject first. Learn one more after mastery. There are even those who specialize in only one type of study in their lives.

For example, if you are proficient in left passing, you will specialize in left passing all day long. Qiao Ren is famous for governing the Spring and Autumn Period Jiang Zuo, and Zhang Zhaozhi is famous for his left passing.

Qiao Ren taught George the same, and recently he only wanted to be proficient in Han Feizi. And George is worthy of his qualifications, and he can comprehend some of Han Feizi's thoughts and some contingency measures almost every day.

Looking at George holding two long swords, Qiao Ren's eyes softened a lot, although he was not his own son, but George was too satisfying in terms of being a son. Not only did he study well, but he also asked for peace on time every day, and even George came to keep vigil when Qiao Ren was injured.

"Zhi'er can know why Gu asked you to come with a sword today." Qiao Ren grabbed Liu Ji, who was about to find a place to read, and motioned for him to watch.

"Fathers want to teach their children martial arts." After George worshipped Qiao Ren as his father-in-law, Qiao Ren only asked Huang Zhong to teach him basic footwork every day, practice horse steps, and boil his body, and never taught him any martial arts, but asked him to study and study.

"Yes, Lone called you fencing today."

"Then why does a father teach his children fencing?" George asked, pointing to the two swords he had placed beside him. If he wants to be a general, he naturally wants to learn battlefield martial arts, and Ma Lance or something is the most suitable. Swordsmanship is only the art of foot strikes, and it is difficult to learn.

"The sword fights the dragon outside the sky, the sword rushes to the middle of the day, the sword breaks the belly of the demon, and the sword brushes the head of the minister. Zhi'er can read the sword. ”

George suddenly realized: "My father wants to teach me to be like a sword, straight and unbending, and deep in edge. Well, and learn the sword of the princes!? ”

Qiao Ren looked at his cautious appearance and smiled: "That's right, why can't the sword rule of the princes be learned." You know, Lone is also Hanyang! Ha ha! After laughing a few times, Qiao Ren said with a straight face: "Taishi Gong once said that the son of a daughter can't sit down. Now Zhi'er is the son of an orphan, and his identity is also respected, even if he is the chief general of the Chinese army in the future, he should rarely be able to experience dangerous things, even if he encounters a catastrophe of life and death, he should be accompanied by guards. But it can't be generalized. In today's troubled times, you should learn the art of fencing to prevent accidents. Moreover, a general must not be proud of his bravery and ruthlessness, and one general will not be able to affect the three armies, and if the Lord will be killed, so you must not be within 300 paces of the front line. ”

In the front yard of the governor, there is also a small school yard. It is said that it is small but relatively in the army, after all, this is Zhang Liao's mansion in the past. In the school grounds, there are some stone locks. A few targets. Judging from this, outsiders must think that Qiao Ren is not only proficient in fencing, but also has a good understanding of archery. But as I know about my own family, these targets were used by Dai Gang before, and now they are also used by Liu Ji.

In the center of the school field, Qiao Ren's tall figure stood. From a distance, a compelling heroic spirit rushed towards him. can be literate and martial Xu Qiao Ziyan, this is the real perfect Qiao Ren. Qiao Ren, who has recovered from his old injuries, also has seventy armed forces, and in terms of foot combat, many quasi-first-class generals with eighty armed forces are not opponents, because there are few martial arts generals who concentrate on practicing foot combat.

Looking at this figure, George's heart couldn't help but be a little excited. According to the excitement in his heart, he slowly walked into Qiao Ren, made a martial salute, and said, "Father." ”

"What a heroic young man." Looking at George's dress, this temperament. Qiao Ren couldn't help but sigh in admiration. "The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and it is a sharp weapon for killing."

"There are many sword moves, which can be roughly divided into splitting, chopping, collapsing, teasing, latticing, washing, intercepting, stabbing, stirring, pressing, hanging, and clouding. Teach you how to split today for the Father. Speaking of this, there was a "sonorous" sound, but it was Qiao Ren who pulled out the saber at his waist, held the sword with both hands, put on a posture, and slashed from top to bottom. During the period, with Qiao Ren's low shout, coupled with the sharp sword momentum, it looked very strong. This is the sword of killing, and it is the swordsmanship that Sun Ce taught Qiao Ren at that time.

This move is down, and the momentum sinks vigorously. But after doing it, Qiao Ren in George's eyes was not red or panting, and his demeanor was calm.

"This move is the first momentum, to give the enemy a feeling that he will not take his life and will never look back. The enemy must avoid it, so that he will have the advantage and win by one point. Qiao Ren not only made a move, but also explained the move in detail.

After finishing speaking, Qiao Ren returned the sword to the sheath and said to Qiao Ren: "You do it again." ”

"No."

Little George responded solemnly, learned Qiao Ren's movements to unsheath the sword, put on a good posture, recalled in his mind the momentum of Qiao Ren's slash just now, and snorted. The sword slashes down. A very standard action. But in Qiao Ren's eyes, it is very weak, because there is no momentum, the momentum of not killing people and not looking back.

"Do it again." Qiao Ren frowned slightly and said in a deep voice. Qiao Ren didn't kill many people on the battlefield in the past, but he used extremely ruthless moves.

George took his pose again and made a sword slash move.

"Keep your eyes focused and look straight ahead. Imagine that there is an enemy in front of you, who is armed with a weapon, and wants to take your life. After that, there was no way back. How can you escape? Only desperately. ”

"Yes!" George's eyes were closed, one hand, and he slashed down with his sword, and his momentum changed.

"Jingyu, you also come to practice, I see that I haven't practiced archery recently!" Qiao Ren caught a glimpse of Liu Ji, who had no discipline on the side, watching the two fathers and sons practice swords, laughing from time to time, and he was very unhappy.