Section 10 Deng Ai

The families near Xinye that followed were exhausted Cao Chong and Deng Zhan, and at the same time they were also lenient in receiving gifts. The big families gave a lot of gifts and could sit down with shamelessness. Listening to Mr. Cao and Mr. Deng Qin, the head of the Deng family, took the time to say a few words to Mr. Cao, and reported to their own homes. The small families could only take a look at him from a distance in the hall, and there was no chance. They could only put down the gift and Mingtao and turn around and leave.

Finally, it was dark and Deng Zhan was flattered and sent away the head of the family Deng Qin. Only then did he have time to jump to Deng Chang, who was still excited for a day, said: "Sir, do you know if you have found my widowed sister-in-law and nephew?"

Deng Chang closed the smile on his face, and said with an unhappy look on his face, "Is it because my uncle calls me like this? Isn't I not satisfied with my nephew? If my nephew has done something inappropriate, please tell me clearly that you should not be so polite with my nephew, which makes people feel a little bitch."

Mr. Deng brought the family tree. After this investigation, he found the name of Deng Zhan's grandfather. He traced back to the original. Deng Zhan was originally a descendant of Deng Yu's fifth son Deng Chang. Deng Chang had a son Deng Zhong died early. Deng Chang's wife Geng raised Henan Yin Deng Baozi as her queen. Geng's family was well-educated and actually cultivated a famous scholar. Later, he wrote a book with Fu Wuji and Yanshou and became the lieutenant of the Tunqi Clan. He then put his seniority in a row. Deng Zhan was still Deng Chang's father and the son and nephew of the contemporary head of the family Deng Qin. This relationship suddenly became very close. Deng Chang immediately changed his words at the order of the head of the family, not calling Deng Zhan a general, but his uncle, which made Deng Zhan, who had never been respected by cultural people, suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"This... this... nephew, have my widowed sister-in-law and nephew found it?" Deng Zhan held it in a long time and finally changed his name. Deng Chang smiled and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, uncle, as soon as the official documents of the young master arrived, I sent people to search everywhere. Fortunately, I found my aunt and my brother in Yingchuan. Now they have arranged them next to my wife. I will take my uncle to see it now."

Deng Chang led the way, and with the anxious Deng Zhan, he went to see his sister-in-law and nephew who had been separated for many years, listening to Deng Chang's hidden merits. Cao Chong had no intention and returned to the yard arranged by Deng Chang to rest. As soon as he entered the door, Cai Ji smiled and came forward, took off his cloak on the floor and handed it to Cai Qiner for hanging. He helped him sit down, knelt behind him obediently, pinched his shoulders for him, and greeted the Mi sisters to bring tea, while smiling, "Husband, are you tired?"

"No, it's really tiring to talk with those people." Cao Chong smiled bitterly, shook his head. He didn't expect that he would be so tired to pick up people for the first time. He couldn't say a word in a while. He couldn't do anything to do it. The old man, who was a few years older than him, was really unable to take responsibility for talking to him with a smile. He didn't feel tired when he saw Cao Cao receiving guests before, but today he went to work in person. He sat there for most of the time, and then he realized the pros and cons. Sitting there with him with emotion, he couldn't drink too much tea. Otherwise, he would be laughable if he went to the toilet more often.

It would be better to go back to his own place. There was a little beauty waiting for her. She lay down when she wanted to, and sat down when she wanted to sit, without caring about what others would think. He took a sip of fragrant tea in the cup handed over by Mi Dashuang, and praised, "It smells so good!"

"Is it the tea fragrance of Dashuang, or the hand fragrance of Dashuang?" Cai Ji teased.

"The fragrance of tea." Cao Chong took a deep breath and praised again: "The hands are fragrant, no, Dashuang, why haven't you smelled this fragrance before? It's so scary."

Dashuang blushed when he said it, turned around and added tea, his voice as low as a mosquito: "It was Hu Xiang given by his wife."

"Hu Xiang?" Cao Chong turned his head and looked at Cai Ji with a smile on his face, "Is it the perfume that Qian Sihai gave him last time?"

"That's right, I saw that Dashuang liked that perfume smell very much, so I gave it to her." Cai Ji narrowed his eyes with a smile. He pinched Cao Chong's shoulder with his hands lightly and heavy. Cao Chong laughed twice, and didn't say anything more. He turned around and closed his eyes. He knew what Cai Ji was thinking, but he didn't have to worry too much about the affairs between these women. But the wife is more virtuous, at least on the surface, knows that being virtuous is a good thing for him. He doesn't have to say a few words to another beauty like in his previous life. When he goes back, he has to be questioned by his girlfriend for a long time, and he has to apologize and write a guarantee letter. It's better to be a feudal society. Marrying a wife is not restricted, as long as you can afford it.

Unfortunately, the person who traveled through time is too young, otherwise, hum...

Cao Chong was fantasizing, and Li Wei shouted outside the door with a loud voice: "Young Master, Master Deng is here." As soon as he finished speaking, Deng Zhan pulled two people to appear at the door. Cao Chong quickly sat up and looked up and saw a woman, although she was dressed well, but she was thin, with a dishy face and half-dry hair. Her hands hidden in her sleeves showed her black and thin palms, and her wrinkles intertwined tears on her face. She didn't look like Deng Zhan's sister-in-law, but like a mother. A black and thin little boy put her silk clothes on her body tilted to the side. Her two eyes on her thin face looked particularly big. She looked at Cao Chong with a look of resentment and dissatisfaction, dressed gracefully, surrounded by a few women like flowers.

"Young Master, this is my sister-in-law and nephew." Deng Zhan said with a sob, with tears on his face. It was obvious that he had already cried there just now.

"It turns out that it is the master's sister-in-law, come and ask for a seat." Cao Chong shouted quickly. Cai Ji quickly walked forward, holding Deng Zhan's sister-in-law's arm with his own hands, and pulled her to sit down. Deng Zhandi's sister-in-law was so nervous that she quickly took a few steps back and did not dare to let Cai Ji help her. Deng Zhan wiped his tears and smiled, "Sister-in-law, you should bear it. The young master is not those people, he doesn't like being too polite."

After hearing Deng Zhan say this, my sister-in-law smiled nervously at Cai Ji, sat timidly on the side, and smiled silently at Cao Chong, suddenly remembered something again, and quickly got up and pulled the child over and said, "Duer, why are you standing stupidly? Don't you understand the etiquette at all. How did you teach you, I forgot?"

After hearing this, the child named Duer threw himself on the ground and knocked his head twice, but he didn't say a word. Without waiting for Cao Chong to speak, he stood up and stood behind his mother with a twisted face.

Cao Chong was amused by the child. This stubborn boy was really interesting, a bit similar to Deng Zhan. He asked Deng Zhan with a smile: "Master, how old is your nephew this year? Haven't you named him yet?"

Deng Zhan smiled bitterly and said, "My nephew is thirteen this year. I just wandered around with my sister-in-law a few days ago. I always couldn't eat enough and looked bad. His nickname is Duer. He also has a daming name. Isn't this just angry about this daimyo?"

"Angry? Why are you angry about your name?" Cao Chong asked in confusion.

"He went to Yingchuan last year and saw the monument of Chen Zhi, the old Taiqiu Chang, which contained a sentence in it, "Writing is the world's fan, and acting as a Shize". He named himself Deng Fan, whose name was Shize. But after he was found by the magistrate Deng, Deng asked him about his name. He said that he had the same name and character as a person in the clan, and insisted that he change it. The child was very stubborn and didn't want to change it, but he was a little stuttering, but he couldn't say that Deng County Magistrate Deng said a few words, so he got angry and didn't want to care about others. He hoped that the young master would not be surprised."

"There is such a thing?" Cao Chong was furious. "If you don't change it, you will change it with him. It's really outrageous. Come on, junior brother, let's call him Deng Fan, okay?" Although Cao Chong was only one year older than Deng Fan, he was more nutritious and looked one head taller than the junior brother. He was much stronger. He also felt pity for the stubborn junior brother.

"I don't, he... said I... was a cowherd, and I could only mow grass, so I... called Deng... Ai." The child was called Deng... Ai by Cao Chong's harmonious voice, but almost burst into tears, but he still raised his head and tried not to let the tears in his eyes overflow.

"Deng...Ai?" Cao Chong thought about it in surprise. He felt that the name sounded very familiar. Suddenly he remembered a person's name, and he couldn't help but scream in surprise: "You said you want to call him Deng Ai?"

"Yeah." Deng Ai nodded: "He also... said...I can only...she...she can only...she...she's just...she put the grass on the back of the cow, so I...named Deng...Ai, whose name is Shi...zai." Deng Ai stammered.

"Hahaha..." Cao Chong stood up and laughed loudly. He never expected that Deng Zhan's nephew was the stuttering Deng Ai. Oh, this is a famous general in the late Three Kingdoms. Although the result was a little worse, his great military achievements were famous in history. Unexpectedly, he did not expect that he would fall into his hands. It was really easy to get it. This trip to Xinye was worth it, it was really worth it.

"Okay, just call Deng Ai, cut all the pieces like grass." Cao Chong walked into Deng Ai, and the happier he looked at them. He lowered his head and did not. He leaned closer to Deng Ai and lowered his voice and said, "Do you like reading or fighting?"

"War." Deng Ai was attracted by Cao Chong's words, and he said loudly.

"I have a lot of military books in Xiangyang, and there is a war to fight in Xiangyang recently. Are you interested in going to Xiangyang with me?" Cao Chong said further. He thought that with Deng Ai's talent, if he had been learning the military tactics of Cao Cao since he was a child, and then famous generals such as Le Jin, Xu Huang, Wen Pin were taken by the side, and had been on the battlefield since he was young. Then ten years later, would he not be a war god? What's even more exciting is that this war god was cultivated by himself, and he had a sense of accomplishment when he thought about it.

"I...mother..." Deng Ai looked at his mother with some embarrassment. His mother widened her eyes happily, but did not dare to say anything. Instead, she turned her head to look at Deng Zhan. Deng Zhan said excitedly: "Does your son want to bring Ai'er with you?"

"No?" Cao Chong smiled and said, "Of course, I also need to ask the master and wife for permission."

"Yes, yes." Deng Zhan was extremely happy, laughed loudly, turned his head to Deng Ai's mother and said, "Sister-in-law, let's go to Xiangyang together?" Deng Ai's mother saw that Cao Chong wanted to bring Deng Ai with her, and her son's future was guaranteed, and she could go to Xiangyang with Deng Zhan, and she nodded repeatedly without having to be a servant for others.

Cao Chong was overjoyed.

Several people joked for a while, and Cai Ji followed Deng to see Huan'er. She knew that although Huan'er was Cao Chong's maid, she was not an ordinary maid. She now gave him to Master Deng. Cao Chong had important arrangements for Deng Zhan, and even accepted Deng Ai as a book boy. The relationship was very close, so she naturally could not regard Huan'er as an ordinary concubine. If you go and take a look, it would be better.

Cao Chong did not stop him, but sat with Deng Ai and spoke happily. Although Deng Ai stuttered, he saw Cao Chong being kind and had no noble airs at all, and slowly spoke smoothly. The two sat next to the desk and talked about war. Although Deng Ai was talented, he was not as knowledgeable as Cao Chong and had never really been on the battlefield. He was impressed by Cao Chong, who was polite. Seeing the admiration in Deng Ai's eyes, Cao Chong was greatly satisfied.

With Cao Chong's arrival, the Deng family held the wedding that he didn't care much about. In order to have enough time to invite guests, the old man of the Deng family specially chose a good day and delayed it for a few days. That day, Cao Chong became the finale and sat with Mr. Deng early in the morning, watching all kinds of people waiting to bow politely in front of him. As he said that he had heard the callous words in his ears, Deng Ai next to him took stacks of place name thorns. It was not until midnight that he sent Deng Zhan to the bridal chamber that the day was over.

The next day, Deng Zhan took Huan'er to worship Mr. Deng and then Deng. Then the couple arrived in front of Cao Chong. The two knelt down in front of Cao Chong and kowtowed respectfully. Cao Chong helped them up, looked at Huan'er with rouge and red lips, and his makeup that looked like a Japanese person, suppressed the smile in his heart. He said softly: "Huan'er, from now on, your hard days will end. The days in the future will be sweeter than honey. Enjoy every day."

Huan'er couldn't help crying and sobbed. Cai Ji pulled her over and said, "Master's wife. Don't you cry anymore. Your makeup was done after Qin'er and I had been painting for a long time. I had to repaint it? I would have to give you another red envelope at that time." Huan'er burst into laughter and looked at Cao Chong gratefully. She really didn't expect that her maid would be sent out to marry a maid who was just a maid who would just live alone. There would be an encounter today. Her husband is a general, a Marquis of Duting, or a descendant of the Deng family in Xinye. When she got married, it was a young man to come and put on makeup for her. It was a great honor to have a young man come to put on makeup for herself. Her wife was so sweeter than honey.

"Master, you have to treat Huan'er well and don't let her down." Cao Chong pulled Deng Zhan aside to drink, asking them to say the woman's words, and the man goes to say the man's words.

"Young Master, look at what you said." Deng Zhan smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. He followed Cao Chong into the house and sat next to the desk. Then he forced his smile and said to Cao Chong: "Young Master, this is the matter. When will we go back to Xiangyang? I heard that the young master has something to hand it over to me, I wonder what it is?"

"Master, I have something to hand over to you." Cao Chong sat down and said, "I know you have good martial arts skills, but no matter how good your martial arts skills are, the title of ten thousand enemies is just a title, and I can't be taken seriously. Besides, I handed Huan'er to you, so I don't want you to go to the battlefield again, personally take arrows and stones, and charge into battle. I want you to pick people out from the army and teach martial arts personally, without teaching those fancy moves, all of them are killing tricks. Do you think it's feasible?"

Deng Zhan was startled. He didn't expect that Cao Chong was talking to him about such a thing. But after all, he was a person from the battlefield. He thought about it and said, "Young Master, you have great kindness to me. Don't talk about some martial arts, even if I want to take my life, I will not hesitate. But have you ever thought about these people, do you want them to be guards or what do you want to do? If you want to be guards, there are 200 tiger soldiers and Huang Hansheng and their 1,000 personal troops, the power of the young master's personal guards is enough, and it is useless to cultivate some killers. If you want them to be killers, you cannot choose from the army, because it is afraid it will attract... attention." He said, lifting his finger and pointing to the direction of Yecheng.

Cao Chong was stunned. He glanced at Jiang Gan and Zhang Song and laughed abruptly. Deng Zhan was confused by him and was confused for a moment. Zhang Song smiled and said, "The general is wrong. The young master is not thinking of a killer. He wants to build a unit that does not need too many people but can adapt to various situations and perform special combat missions. The general teaches martial arts only one of them, and there are many others. The young master also found a talented person in Xiangyang who is good at climbing in the mountains and swimming across the river. He teaches these people with the general. In the future, these people will go up the mountains and seas and perform tasks everywhere. However, these tasks are open and open, and they are not intrigue."

Deng Zhan suddenly realized, and he touched his head and said, "I'm a bit off. However, young master, these people are all popular among the generals' army. It's probably not convenient for us to transfer people like this."

"That's right." Cao Chong also frowned. He told this matter, Le Jin and Xu Huang. Although they did not explicitly object, they frowned when they heard that they were going to transfer people from their own army. These people were all the pillars of the army, many of which were at the level of a hundred generals, and were suddenly eliminated, for fear that they would have a great impact on the combat effectiveness of the entire army.

"Young master, you don't need to go to the army to transfer people." Deng Zhan smiled and said, "At present, fighting in Jingzhou, the main battlefield will be the Jiangnan water town for a period of time. The cavalry is not used much, and the northerners are not adapted. It is better to recruit from Jingzhou locals, especially some mountain people and barbarians. They are used to the mountain roads, walk like flying, and are familiar with the use of crossbows. As long as they are better, it is not difficult to recruit enough personnel. The training time will not be longer than those soldiers in the army. I will train their martial arts. It only takes a year to fight against tiger soldiers."

Cao Chong thought about it, nodded, and shook his head again. He said to Deng Zhan: "Recruiting mountain people and barbarians can indeed adapt to local wars, but they do not learn military discipline, so it may take a long time, and it will take a while for recruitment. This is the case, and this matter will be left to you and Yongnian. The talented people who have been recruited are in Xiangyang, and you will be under your unified command at that time. While recruiting mountain people, you will first train the tiger soldiers around me. The number of people in the first period is not too large. Twenty people in the first period are enough, but you must be capable and have to choose one out of a hundred. When the recruited people are in a few months, it is estimated that the first period will be almost done." Cao Chong said this, and naturally remembered the words that the black boss liked in Hong Kong movies: "Don't worry, money is not a problem."

Deng Zhan nodded when he heard this. The martial arts of the tiger soldiers are basically good in themselves, and they are people who have fought on the battlefield for many years. They can be integrated with a little guidance, and it does not take too long. However, it takes some effort to adapt to the mountains and water.

After staying in Xinye for a few days, Cao Chong took Deng Zhan and others to set off back to Xiangyang. The convoy when he came had a large amount of gifts to take away, which increased by nearly half. At this time, Cao Chong woke up from the excitement of getting rich at the beginning, and was worried when he looked at the long convoy. What he was worried about was not that someone came to rob. Although there were often bandits in Nanyang County, no bandits dared to have their own ideas. What he was worried about was that the speed was too slow and it would affect his itinerary.

Whether he was worried or not, the thing was already like this. As an innate optimist school, Cao Chong quickly adapted to this kind of outing-style travel, and he imagined some wars with Deng Zhan and others about the geographical situation around him, discussing the key points of attack and defense with each other. Deng Ai kept listening, staring at the person who spoke with two big eyes, occasionally making a few words to ask for questions that he didn't understand. These days, Cao Chong began to explain to him Sun Tzu's Art of War, which was written by Cao Cao, and he found that Deng Ai was indeed talented in this area, which was much deeper than when he first listened to Cao Cao's explanation. Why is the gap so big?

When passing Dengsai, Cao Chong pointed to the hill and smiled and said to Zhang Song and Jiang Gan: "You don't know. Wen Chang was ambushing on that hill and wanted to destroy our father and son in one fell swoop. Do you think this son is vicious enough?"

"Wen Chang is very risky in using troops, but he is very knowledgeable, has a very poisonous vision, and can make good use of the terrain. He is a general who can fight ten with one or ten." Zhang Song said with a laugh: "But Wen Chang is arrogant and ordinary mediocre people cannot convince him. Only a young master can convince him. If he changes his lord, I am afraid that Wen Chang will never be able to turn over for the rest of his life, and he will have his life worries if he doesn't do it well."

"Wu Dalang opened a shop, can't he be taller than himself?" Cao Chong stretched out his legs and said casually.

"Wu Dalang?" Several people looked at Cao Chong for no reason at the same time.
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