The next day.
The news of Du Ye's departure reached Zhao Shu's ears.
Zhao Shu felt that this Du Ye was not the same Du Ye, so he didn't care.
After meeting Du Ye yesterday, he met the two Sun brothers and felt that the two brothers had great military talent.
He now thinks the two Sun brothers are much more important than Du Ye.
He just wanted to win over the Sun brothers, so Du Ye left.
At this time, Zhao Shu did not know that he had missed a great general.
…
Marquis' Mansion.
Wei Qing happened to have a day off today, so he took advantage of this day to hold a ceremony for Sanbao to become his disciple.
The ceremony of becoming a disciple was not grand and no guests were invited, but it was very solemn.
The whole family gathered in the living room.
Du Ye sat in the first seat.
He was wearing indigo clothes today, with his hair tied up, revealing his smooth forehead. He had a very gorgeous appearance and was very handsome.
Sanbao tilted his head and looked at him.
Her master is so handsome.
She has great taste.
Tangli handed Sanbao a cup of tea. Sanbao took it and knelt down to serve the tea to Du Ye.
"Master, have some tea." Sanbao said in a baby voice.
Du Ye took the tea and took a sip.
Sanbao kowtowed three times to Du Ye, and the ceremony of becoming his disciple was completed.
Du Ye looked at the little Sanbao.
He has an apprentice.
He also has concerns in this world.
After becoming his apprentice, Sanbao took Du Ye for a stroll around the Marquis' Mansion to familiarize him with the environment.
…
The next day.
Du Ye began to fulfill his duties as a master.
Early in the morning, Du Ye dragged Sanbao to the martial arts training ground.
In the martial arts training ground.
The little guy squatted in a horse stance, with his two little hands clenched into palms and pushed outwards. His little face was red and sweat was pouring down his forehead.
She had been standing there for a full hour and a half.
In the past, it would only take an hour at most.
As soon as Du Ye came over, the little guy breathed even harder and looked at Du Ye eagerly.
"There is still half an hour left, not a moment less." Du Ye said with a cold face.
Sanbao could only pout and grit his teeth to persevere.
Humph, the more good-looking a person is, the more ferocious he or she is.
No, mother is not fierce, master is the fiercest!
Sanbao complained about Du Ye in his heart.
Lord Wu was watching from the side and couldn't bear it any longer.
"Mr. Du, you see, Sanbao is just a child. Isn't two hours too long?" asked Lord Wu Hou.
Du Ye's cold eyes swept over him: "My Lord, you feel sorry for her, so you're going to squat for her for the remaining half hour?"
Lord Wu Hou: "...Ah? What did I just say? I'm getting older, and my memory is getting worse."
Lord Wu Hou wandered in front of San Bao and waved his fist at him: "Come on, little grandson!"
Sanbao: “…”
After standing for two hours, Sanbao felt like his legs were not his own.
The morning's tasks were completed.
Du Ye let her rest for half an hour, including eating, and continued training in the afternoon.
"The lethality of fists is not as great as that of weapons, so I plan to teach you a set of swordsmanship." Du Ye said.
Swordsmanship?!
Sanbao's eyes lit up.
Her boxing skills were taught by her father, and she had actually wanted to learn other skills for a long time.
Unfortunately, her father was only good with his fists, and he would just use brute force to chop people with his sword.
Finally I can learn something else.
Sanbao was very interested and immediately felt that his waist and legs were no longer sore!
Because she was a beginner, Du Ye did not give her a real sword, but carved a wooden stick for her.
Sanbao took the stick, somewhat reluctantly.
"When you master this set of sword techniques, your master will give you a sword." Du Ye said.
"It's a deal! Pinky promise!"
Sambo extended his little finger.
"childish."
Even though he said that, Du Ye still reached out and shook hands with Sanbao.
It's difficult to learn something new, especially since Du Ye is so strict.
For the next period of time, Sanbao practiced horse stance in the morning and learned sword skills in the afternoon. His schedule was fully scheduled throughout the day.
Her master is so cold-hearted. Even though her hands are broken, her master doesn't feel sorry for her.
Sanbao was raised with love by his family and has never suffered any grievances, so he still feels a little aggrieved.
However, she was stubborn, so she gritted her teeth and refused to tell her mother and brothers.
After a few days, Tang Li couldn't stand it anymore and came to find Du Ye.
"Du Ye, is Sanbao's training intensity too high?" Tang Li asked.
Looking at Sanbao's appearance, she felt really distressed.
"I know her limits. Actually, what she's experiencing now is what she can tolerate."
"If you think Sanbao's martial arts training is just a means of self-defense, and she will be raised in seclusion like other young ladies in the future, then there is no need for her to learn so much."
"But, since you want to find a good master for Sanbao so much, you must want her to be more than just that, right?"
Du Yedao.
Du Ye's words touched Tang Li's heart.
Yes, her Sanbao is going to be a female general in the future.
Swords and knives have no eyes, and female generals actually face more dangers than girls in the boudoir.
Before Tangli became a mother, she thought being a female general would be great. Being a female general would be wonderful, heroic and handsome. Why should a woman be trapped in the harem? There is a wider world outside, where she can make a great career.
However, after becoming a mother, she actually hoped that Sanbao would be an ordinary woman and live a stable life. She didn't want her to take risks and just wanted her to be well.
However, she suppressed the thought.
She cannot impose her own ideas on Sanbao.
Sanbao likes to learn martial arts. Sanbao wants to be a female general. Her life is destined to be extraordinary.
The only way is to become stronger.
Only by becoming stronger can we better deal with danger.
Suffering a little now is to suffer less in the future.
The more injuries you suffer now, the less injuries you will suffer on the battlefield in the future.
She is also too concerned and confused, she doesn't even understand this principle.
"Du Ye, you are Sanbao's master, you make the arrangements." Tang Li said.
Tangli has absolute say in this family. With Tangli in charge, no matter how much others feel sorry for Sanbao, they dare not complain about Du Ye.
…
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
After lunch, Sanbao felt a little tired, so he leaned against a tree and fell asleep.
She was covered with a robe.
She opened her eyes in a daze and saw Du Ye applying medicine on her hands.
Sanbao opened his hazy eyes: "Master~"
Du Ye reacted quickly and put the things away the moment Sanbao opened his eyes.
However, Sanbao was sharp-eyed and still caught a glimpse of it.
"Yeah." Coldly.
"Master~" Sanbao called again.
Du Ye ignored her.
"Master~" Sanbao called again.
Sanbao's voice was soft and sticky. After he called out a few times, how could Du Ye hold it in any longer?
"It's useless to act coquettishly. You still have to practice what you need to practice." Du Ye said.
"Thank you, Master." Sanbao said.
It turns out that Master cares about her, and Sanbao is very happy.
"Master, were you trained like this when you were a child?" Sanbao tilted his head and asked curiously.
She felt so miserable, and she was curious if her master had a similarly miserable childhood.
"It's even harder than this." Du Ye said.
That's not suffering, that's cruel.
Du Ye doesn't like to talk about the past.
But seeing Sanbao looking at him eagerly and with great curiosity, Du Ye fell into memories and slowly told him the story of the past.
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