The sun had just revealed its face from Dongshan, and shot out golden lights, as if it was despised by the vulnerable layer of the faint mist. The blue sky, without a trace of clouds, made it look more and more profound.

The team of hundreds of people was very wide, and under the rising sun, they were running around the dilapidated exterior wall of the old house. They were far away, and you could hear the sound of panting.

Yang Tianfeng ran in front, blushing heavily, and sweat beads kept flowing. The time was too short, improving physical fitness was not easy. But he also felt that it was much better than a few days ago. Unlike others who rely solely on physical strength, he paid great attention to rhythm when running and breathing. This is the scientific breathing method told by the knowledge in his mind. Coordinate breathing with pace. Generally, one breathing step by step, one breathing step by step, one breathing step, one breathing step, and breathing evenly and cleanly. 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 following him were carefully selected from the security group according to his instructions. Most of them were strong, poor children, honest and kind-hearted, local families. In addition, some veterans were the backbone of the team. They were all soldiers of the National Army who retreated through northern Anhui and Henan after the defeat in the Battle of Xuzhou, and were taken in by the Yang family and organized into the militia group.

After the team was pulled out, each person first issued three oceans, which was a month's military pay. What is the national justice? Is it going to happen in the future? Or is the money offensive that can achieve the effect as soon as possible.

Although Yang Tianfeng said that he would return the money to leave after only one month of training. However, during these days of training, no one dared to say that he was tired or hard, and was willing to take out the money that had not yet been heated out of his pocket.

Hu Zi followed the young master closely. Judging from his expression, his body still had strength, but he still controlled his pace and followed slowly. Although Yang Tianfeng was already sweating, Hu Zi did not look down on him. Instead, he admired the young master's perseverance and speed of progress. Moreover, he was adapting to and exploring the breathing method according to the young master's professor, and also learned some tricks.

After running around the old house for three times, Yang Tianfeng and his people ran directly to the ancestral hall at the west end of the village. The ancestral hall has been around for a long time, and even the elderly in their seventies in the village cannot remember the specific age. At first, there were five large tiled houses, but due to years of disrepair, the roof collapsed. Yang Tianfeng asked someone to repair the house with wheat straw and it became a barracks.

Yang Tianfeng slowed down and led these people into the yard. The aroma of the food had already floated out, and everyone couldn't help but feel excited. The salary was the same. The good food was also one of Yang Tianfeng's tricks to win people's hearts.

The steaming steamed buns and the fragrant meat and vegetable soup have greatly increased their appetite. But no one dares to come forward and grab them randomly. Yang Tianfeng's corporal punishment has already allowed these guys to learn the rules. Haha, it should be said that it is discipline.

Yang Tianfeng waved his hand, and the three team leaders started to complete the team, and then the soldiers came forward in order to receive breakfast.

"After having dinner, rest for an hour." Yang Tianfeng explained to Huzi: "Then the three teams continue to train, the one team practices shooting posture, the second team practices crawling and leaping, and the third team practices thorns. After two hours of training, rest for half an hour, and each team changes the training subjects and continue. I want to go back, and you are responsible for this place before I come back."

"I understand, young master." Hu Zi obviously likes the feeling of being an official, or is very arrogant when shouting and shouting.

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

"Ming-Yes, sir." Hu Zi smiled embarrassedly and stood attentively and saluted.

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Yangjiayuanzi has almost become a large construction site. Trenches are dug outside the courtyard wall, and the digging of soil is piled under the courtyard wall, which has played a certain role in strengthening the courtyard wall. This garden is the result of the struggle of two generations of the Yang family. If there is a glimmer of hope, Old Mrs. Yang must do all her efforts.

Of course, this effort is not blind. Yangjiayuanzi is on a high terrain, and there is a Wohe River embankment west of the embankment that can be blocked. The flood may not rush here directly. If the flood comes over the embankment, the power will be much smaller, and perhaps it can really protect Yangjiayuanzi.

Mr. Du, the proposer of digging trenches and building a dike wall, was standing on the dike wall at this time, with a gloomy face and combing his white beard with a little humor hanging on his chest.

Mr. Du's name is Du Wenkui, who is already in his fifties. He passed the Jinshi of the Qing Dynasty and worked as an official in the river during the Guangxu period. Because of his integrity, he was very unsatisfied in the officialdom. In the Xinhai Revolution, with a cannon, he overthrew the Qing Dynasty. Mr. Du retired early and lived a life of a squire.

But he still remembered the old dynasty that gave him fame, and his whole body was dressed in his heart; his old-style jacket with a large collar and long sleeves was paired with a half-new black market melon-shell hat, and a leg strap tied around his legs.

In recent years, the revolutionary army with braids has disappeared, and Mr. Du has kept braids again. Although his hair is gray, it is very good, thick, and it quickly grows. He carefully combed it every day and felt sorry for himself.

Mr. Du is knowledgeable and loves to speak. He can say a few fair words in the town. In previous years, people in the village bought land and wrote an agreement and said mediation, and they were willing to invite him to be a middle-aged man. His family has 100 acres of land, and he is considered a second-class wealthy family in the town, but his descendants are not prosperous. After middle age, he only had one woman named Du Meiying.

Although Mr. Du and the Yang family were in Qulong Town, they had no friendship. Moreover, Mr. Du regarded himself as a scholarly family and looked down on nouveau riche like the Yang family, and even more so on the means of forcing the Yang family to seize the power. The Japanese devils occupied the county town, and Yang Tianfeng sold himself to join him and became a traitor. Mr. Du even more despised the Yang family.

Originally, they were from two people, and the relationship was not good. Why did Mr. Du go to the Yang family to be the commander-in-chief of the flood control project? In fact, the reason is very simple. Who asked Mr. Du to be a river official? When Yang Tianfeng heard Zong Baichuan's introduction, he decided to invite Mr. Du. Not only to deal with this flood, but also this kind of water conservancy talent in the future, otherwise how could he develop in the Yellow River Flood Zone!

It’s a pity that Mr. Du has a tough temper and is so arrogant to Yang Tianfeng, a traitor. Not only does he refuse the invitation, but he also scolds the people he sent. Time is tight, and Yang Tianfeng doesn’t have the time to visit the cottage three times. The old man scolds him very badly. He is so angry that he sends someone to tie the old man’s baby daughter to the Yang family.
Chapter completed!