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Sitting on the bed in the master bedroom, I pinched and looked at that, carefully observing the changes in my body.
He has grown by about two centimeters and is now at least 182cm.
The puffy body has become very stylish. Of course, it is not the explosive muscles of a fitness fanatic who eats protein powder, but the powerful and muscular lines.
The arms and thighs are also a bit bigger, maybe because the muscles are holding up the originally loose skin.
He clenched his fists with both hands, and a vigorous force surged out. He waved it randomly a few times, and it actually felt like a sonic boom.
Feeling the powerful body, Yang Fan was filled with joy.
I didn't expect that this salted fish type system actually has such a function. I thought that after redeeming the martial arts, I still need to practice it myself!
If you learn directly through initiation, no wonder exchanging martial arts is so expensive.
More than six thousand taels of gold, if converted according to purchasing power, is almost equivalent to the billionaire in the original world.
No matter what, it's really fun to learn martial arts in this way.
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Early the next morning, in the open space by the lake, a figure punched or kicked, performing a set of military-style boxing with great force.
Myolie, who was standing not far away and watched Yang Fan boxing, had eyes full of little stars and a look of admiration on her face.
Although she couldn't see any difference, she felt that the young master's movements today were much more powerful than those he performed during training some time ago.
But her little mind never imagined that her young master was a cheater and turned into a 'martial arts master' overnight.
Seeing Yang Fan finishing the military style boxing, Myolie ran closer with her long legs, holding a wet towel in her hand.
Because she was still young and not fully developed yet, at only a little over 1.5 meters tall, she put her feet up and wanted to feed Yang Fan to wipe his sweat.
"Sir, the punch you just made looks much better than before."
Seeing Xing'er struggling, he rubbed her black hair tied into a bun, took the towel, and asked with a smile:
"Xing'er, tell me, Master, what's so good about my punch today?"
Sir, why do you always like to rub my bun? I spent a long time tying it up in the morning. Although I complained in my mouth, my eyes were full of joy when I heard Yang Fan's question.
"Anyway, anyway... I think the young master played well today."
His little face was full of anxiety, and he kept mumbling for a long time, but he couldn't explain why.
That cute look made Yang Fan laugh.
Only he knows the changes in his body.
Although I didn't use my full strength during the exercise just now, I can clearly feel the power in my body that can destroy the world.
If he was at the level of an ordinary person before, he can beat hundreds of them now.
When there is a huge disparity of one or two times in strength, skills can make up for the difference.
So, in the face of absolute power, it is really not just a matter of strength to defeat ten people with one force.
As for why the same military boxing is better than before, of course it is because my physical fitness has improved.
Once the basics are good, all the techniques can be picked up quickly. This is why the little girl feels that she looks better than before.
The principle is just like Zhang Wuji in the novel. After he perfected the Nine Yang Divine Skill, he could learn any martial arts skills very quickly. This is the same principle.
At this time, Yang Fan felt a little safer.
At the very least, if you have the basic ability to protect yourself, you won't be easily killed by others in this strict hierarchical era.
Returning to the villa, I finished washing up under Myolie’s service.
It just so happened that Wan'er had already prepared breakfast.
Looking at the gruel, stir-fried vegetables and suckling pigs on the round table, the alluring aroma made Yang Fan's stomach growl and start making a revolution.
Wan'er served the porridge, and Yang Fan couldn't wait to start eating. In the wind and clouds, most of the food on the table went into his stomach.
The two little girls only drank half a bowl of gruel and ate some rice dishes.
Most of the time they are doing jobs like picking and shaving bones.
I felt my 70% full belly, but I never thought that one day I would become a big eater.
In this era, it is not nonsense to say that the poor in literature and the rich in military affairs are poor.
Most people really can't afford this kind of consumption when eating this way.
In fact, Yang Fan also took things for granted a little too much.
Because energy is conserved.
The reason why he eats so much is because he can explode with abnormal power, so he needs to store energy.
Although ordinary warriors can also eat, at most they will only eat more than ordinary people.
"Sir, would you like to cook some more in the kitchen..."
Yang Fan waved his hand, picked up the handkerchief, wiped his mouth and asked:
"Where has Uncle Fu gone? Why didn't I see him this morning..."
The two little girls replied while clearing the table:
"It seems like someone in the village is looking for something to do with him..."
Okay, tell him to come find me when he comes back. I'll go out for a walk first, eat something, and then I'll wander around and get ready to go out.
At this time, a red-faced Yang Laifu ran over from the front yard panting, his forehead covered with sweat.
Yang Fan asked with some confusion:
"Uncle Fu, what happened? You ran so fast..."
At the same time, he asked the little girl to pour a glass of water.
Yang Laifu drank up the water in one gulp, and before he could take a breath, he said excitedly:
"Young Master, I'm so happy... I was called over just now and asked the palace to prepare. Around noon, the nobles in the palace will come to announce the decree, saying that your suggestions have made great contributions, and the court will reward you. It's really the blessing of our ancestors...
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Watching Yang Laifu talk for a long time without breathing, I was really afraid that he would not be able to catch his breath and would faint from lack of oxygen.
But I understood what he meant:
"I have presented a method to prevent smallpox. It is a meritorious service. The imperial court will send someone to announce the decree at noon. You have to wait at home."
Pulling up a chair for Yang Laifu to sit down and take a breath, he said indifferently:
"Come just come, you don't have to be so excited, right?"
Seeing Yang Fan's indifferent expression, Yang Laifu was a little anxious and helpless.
My son is good at everything, but since he got seriously ill a few months ago, he seems to be much more casual about etiquette and rules.
Not only did he cook the dishes himself, but he also allowed himself and Xing'er Wan'er to eat at the same table with him, which is something that would be unimaginable in other houses.
Even when he was dealing with servants, he greeted them with a smile on his face. He also tried to persuade him many times, but he promised well at the time, but soon forgot about it and continued to go his own way.
Of course, he prefers Yang Fan now. After all, he has no children and has already regarded Yang Fan as his own son.
In fact, Yang Fan now makes him even more proud. Not only can he make money, but he also seems to understand a lot of things suddenly.
If he hadn't watched him grow up, he would have thought he had been replaced, so he could only attribute it to the young master's natural intelligence and sudden enlightenment.
Little did he know that he had indeed guessed correctly, but it was his soul that was swapped, not his body.
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High incense, yellow paper, firecrackers, candies...
Everyone in the villa was busy making preparations, and even the front door was hung with red silk cloth.
Just after noon, the sound of gongs and drums came from a distance, and at the same time, firecrackers were fired at the gate of the villa.
The two little girls helped organize their clothes, and under the leadership of Yang Laifu, they walked to the front door to greet them.
At this time, a large group of people were surrounding the gate, talking in small voices.
"Your Majesty is really a medical fairy who came down to earth and cured the smallpox plague easily..."
"I watched the Sir Alex grow up, so I knew he would be successful..."
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And a group of children, eating rice cakes and other candies, would also fight for unburned firecrackers from time to time. This scene was so lively.
As the drum approached, the people surrounding it instantly gave way to a thoroughfare.
"The imperial edict arrives..."
A rough voice shouted loudly, and a strong man jumped out of the big maroon horse at the front, holding the imperial edict high.
At this time, the onlookers knelt down in cheers, and the scene became completely silent.
At this time, the strong man holding the imperial edict high opened his mouth and said:
"Who is Yang Fan, a man from Wannian County? He came in with a certain person to receive the order..."
Yang Toufu led the strong man into the lobby at the lead.
Yang Fan also followed in, and when he was debating whether to kneel down or not, the strong man spread out his holy edict and said:
"Yang Fan, a man from Wannian County, after Zhongliang... served the country and the people, made great contributions, and his deeds are commendable... He is now specially named Zhongyi Bo of Wannian County, with 800 households, 2,000 acres of land, and tens of thousands of gold."
, give the beauty a name, surname Wu, name Zhao, and given name Mei Niang... June 12, the 10th year of Zhenguan."
When Yang Fan stood a little impatient, the strong man who announced the decree suddenly asked:
"Earl, why don't you come here to receive the imperial edict?"
At this time, Yang Fan realized that he had finished reading the imperial edict, and quickly took the edict and asked Yang Laifu to place it on the shrine.
Damn it, I just lowered my head and heard the strong man reciting for a long time, but I didn't even notice what he was reciting.
In the past, when watching TV, didn't it always come with a message about destiny or the emperor's edict? At the end, there would also be the words "I admire this".
Why haven't you heard anything today?
After Yang Laifu placed the imperial edict, Yang Fan clasped his fists and asked:
"May I ask what I call my father-in-law..."
The strong man's face suddenly darkened, and he interrupted in a rough voice:
"Do you think a certain family looks like a father-in-law? I thought you were very clever when I saw you act. Why do you look so dull now?"
At this time, Yang Fan raised his head and looked at the strong man, somewhat surprised:
"You...are you Mr. Cheng?"
And Cheng Chumo didn't know when he was standing beside Cheng Yaojin, winking at him:
The strong man burst out laughing, walked up to Yang Fan, slapped Yang Fan on the shoulder and said:
"My dear nephew, your eyesight is pretty good. You were able to recognize me, Old Cheng. Well, your body and bones are quite strong..."
As expected, they are indeed a family, and they all greet each other in exactly the same way.
If you hadn't redeemed your martial arts skills, would you have been slapped and broken?
It was obvious that his power was much greater than Cheng Chumo's.
Then I was speechless for a while. Was it difficult to guess that he was Cheng Yaojin?
I didn't notice it because I didn't look up just now. Now when I see your leopard head, I can tell that you are Cheng Chumo's father without even doing DNA.
I just don’t know how I could give birth to a daughter as beautiful as Cheng Yuzhu.
I couldn't help but think with a chill that maybe I was wearing a hat.