In the early morning, a soft ray of sunlight refracted through the window, the golden light sprinkled on the bed, penetrating the gauze tent, the winter sun, always so warm, dazzling, Sun Quan involuntarily woke up from the dream, slowly opened his eyes.
"It's kind of like a dream."
Sun Quan sat up from the bed, gently uncovered the gauze tent, his eyes swept over, looking at this luxurious and magnificent wing, his heart had some mixed feelings.
In his last life, in order to buy a house of more than 70 square meters, he got up early and greedy for darkness, and finally did not have enough money to pay the down payment, but his girlfriend ran away with someone, thinking about it now, the Sun family's mansion, nine in and nine out, covering an area of hundreds of thousands of square meters, just his warm small courtyard has more than 3,000 square meters.
The area occupied by this mansion, if it is placed in Suzhou in the future, if it is opened, it will be worth at least hundreds of millions.
"This is where the children of the family live, the mansions where the children of the rich families lived in the previous life were weak, if you let Lao Fang and Weizi know where I live now, I will envy them."
Sun Quan was a little worried about the two good brothers in the previous life, and sighed fiercely before getting up, walked to a screen stand, put on a tight robe, and then walked out of the room.
On top of a clearing in the small garden of the courtyard, he stood up, lightly lining up a gesture and a set of punches.
In his previous life, he was also a senior national martial arts boxer, and he followed an old boxer to practice the Xingyi Five Elements Boxing.
This old boxer is also a big figure in the national art circle, inherited from Guo Yunshen in the late Qing Dynasty, the Xingyi Five Elements Boxing, on the Xingyi Five Elements Boxing, has a deep attainment.
In that era in the future, the aura of heaven and earth is weak, science and technology are developed, and relatively speaking, the real martial arts have become a kind of fancy martial arts, and there are not many people who cultivate them.
The old boxer who taught Sun Chongmao's boxing method has practiced the Xingyi Five Elements Fist all his life, and has pursued the so-called dark energy realm all his life, which is probably the current qi training realm, but he has never succeeded.
In modern times, the aura of heaven and earth is extremely weak, unlike the era of the late Han Dynasty, the martial arts powerhouses who can cultivate true qi and enter the so-called dark realm are all first-class martial arts masters, and there are only a handful.
The so-called true qi is actually a stream of life energy that bursts out from the body's tempering to the extreme.
After Sun Quan warmed up, the front foot took a step forward, the back foot followed closely behind, the gap between the front and back was half a step, and the violent punch with the fist wind collapsed instantly.
"Split Fist" "Cannon Fist" Immediately afterwards, he gradually entered the best situation, and found back the feeling of practicing boxing before, one punch was more fierce than the other, and the Xingyi Five Elements Boxing was brought into full play.
"Huh" After practicing for about half an hour, he finished his work, and the clothes on his body seemed to be soaked.
Although his small body is not as good as a martial arts wizard like Sun Ce, his martial arts training qualifications are actually quite good, as long as he practices diligently for ten years, even if he can't be promoted to a first-class martial arts general who has cultivated qi, he should be able to enter the realm of qi training.
In this war-torn world, even if he is the second son of the Sun family, it is inevitable that he will go to the battlefield in the future.
In Sun Quan's courtyard, in addition to Sun Quan, Cai Yan, and Xiao Huanzi, there are two maids and four maids who serve their daily life.
After he finished his boxing practice, a few little maids were already ready for breakfast.
When eating breakfast, Sun Quan looked at Cai Yan's face was not very good, and hurriedly asked softly: "Sister Cai, your face is so ugly, is it not used to living when you are sick?"
"Quan, don't worry, I have lived in Jiangdong for a while before, and I can get used to the climate of Jiangdong."
Cai Yan smiled slightly, smiling like a flower, but there was a hint of melancholy between his eyebrows, and he said softly: "It's just that I missed my father a little last night and didn't sleep well." ” "Sister Cai, don't worry, Quan Yiyi will definitely ensure that Uncle Cai returns to Jiangdong safely."
When Sun Quan heard this, he hurriedly comforted him and said very firmly.
It is now the end of the first year of Chuping, and the Chang'an Incident should be in 192, that is, the third year of Chuping, he still has a little time, as long as he deploys, he is ninety percent sure that Cai Yong can be brought back to Jiangdong.
"Quan, I believe in you" Cai Yan's beautiful eyes flashed and he said in a low voice.
"Xiao Huan'er, I'll give you a task" Sun Quan looked at the energetic little girl next to him, and said: "I'll accompany Miss out for a walk later, see the spirit of Wu County, scatter your heart, nest in the house all day long, people are moldy." ” "Oh" Although the little girl's attitude towards Sun Quan is still bad, she still cares about her own young lady, and she doesn't choose to raise the bar, which is very refreshing.
Now the mansion is a little empty, Sun Ce took people to Lujiang a few days ago, Sun Jian is sorting out the officials of the county guard mansion these days, and he is also busy talking about it.
Sun Quan naturally has something to do with Sun Quan.
Outside the city, Han Dang's military camp, Sun Quan has been busy here for the past two days.
In a military tent, more than a dozen craftsmen are busy, and Sun Quan's small figure is standing on the side and commanding, they are building a large sand table with a length of fifty meters and a width of thirty meters.
The sand table is a simulation of the terrain, which is more detailed and intuitive than the map.
In this era, people look at the map when they fight wars, but the map is often too abstract and not conducive to deployment, while the sand table is different, it is intuitive to see and feel the reality of the terrain, which is conducive to the deployment position during the war.
However, according to Sun Quan's understanding, although there was also a sand table in ancient times, it was used in military affairs, and the sand table was not used until modern battles, of course, Sun Quan didn't mind getting it out in advance.
"This is the mountain, pile it up with dirt, a little higher, and paint it green."
"According to the map, this is the county seat, and the county has the appearance of the county seat, so be more detailed, and do a good job in this regard."
"It's supposed to be the river painted blue."
"These two maps are not right, it's not clear whether this is a river or a plain, put it first, and let the scouts find out the terrain here immediately."
In the big tent, everyone is in full swing, Sun Quan's small face is rigorous and serious, and his crisp and loud voice resounds, he carefully directs these craftsmen to build this sand table with the most delicate techniques.
"Uncle Junli, the map about the topography of Jiangdong is so little, too inaccurate."
Sun Quan flipped through the dozen or so maps, and finally sighed a little.
"These are all maps from the county guard's collection, that's all."
Zhu Zhi nodded and said.
"Let's not talk about the rest, let those scouts explore the terrain in Wu County clearly, and I must be clear about every official road and every river."
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Sun Quan instructed: "There must not be the slightest mistake in making a military sand table. ” "I know" Zhu Zhi looked at the prototype of the sand table in the middle, his eyes were shining, and nodded: "I have already sent out the scout camp under Han Sima, I will let them speed up the detection, but it will take some time."
He is a man who marches and fights, and when he first saw the military sand table made by Sun Quan, he understood the value.
Making a sand table is not difficult to say, easy to say, but not agree, the most important thing is to figure out the terrain in it.
In the evening, Sun Quan dragged his tired body back home, and at this time he was already in charge of the lamp, and the mansion was brightly lit.
As soon as "Father" Sun Quan came back, he saw Sun Jian sitting in the hall in silence, his face gloomy and uncertain, and his brows furrowed with a Sichuan character.
"Zhongmou is back," Sun Jian looked up.
"Father, your face is not very good, is there something difficult to do?"
Sun Quan sat down, walked behind Sun Jian, stretched out his hand, massaged his shoulder, and asked softly, "Say it, the child will analyze it for you." ” "You're a shrewd little ghost."
Sun Jian smiled slightly. t1706231537: