Finally, Xiao Wen left with a satisfied smile.
Although he could feel Cai Zhen's cold gaze, and Cai Jing's swollen face, he still had a resentful expression.
But that had nothing to do with him.
After all, there was nothing they could do about Xiao Wen.
"Father, what did that Xiao Wen talk about with you?" Cai Jing asked as he limped to Cai Zheng's side.
Although Cai Jing was only slightly more promising than a popinjay like Liu Hui when he was outside … Even though he was a popinjay, he was still born into a family of books. He should know how to respect others, and he should know how to respect them.
Therefore, in front of Cai Zheng, Cai Jing was extremely respectful.
But Cai Zheng ignored Cai Jing. His thoughts were still on Xiao Wen's domineering attitude.
"I heard that you offended Xiao Wen last time?" Suddenly, Cai Zheng asked.
Cai Jing was stunned for a moment before a resentful expression appeared on his face once again. He bowed and said to Cai Zongming, "Father, the last time was because Xiao Wen went too far …"
"Tell me the truth!" Cai Zongming sternly said with a hint of command in his voice that was difficult to resist.
"This …" Cai Jing hesitated, but he still couldn't overcome his father's imposing manner. Thus, he could only helplessly admit, "The last time, it was all because I couldn't control my emotions …"
"Yes." Cai Zhen nodded and said, "Let's find an opportunity to reconcile with Xiao Wen. "Someone like him …"
"It's better if we don't offend him too much."
Hearing his father's evaluation of Xiao Wen, Cai Jing was dumbfounded.
Cai Zhen let out a breath of relief before turning around and returning to the manor, leaving his stupefied son behind.
Xiao Wen discovered that if a person found himself unable to do anything amidst the tense atmosphere, it would be a torture that would last for years.
In the past, a week could have passed in the blink of an eye, but now, it was exceptionally long.
The translation was completed the day after the letter was brought back.
However, the content was written very carefully. If Xiao Wen hadn't known in advance that Newcobalt Lu was benevolent, and that Yehonala was Desnaran, he probably wouldn't have been able to read much from the letter.
Xiao Wen knew that if he told General Li his speculations that the former garrison commander was now a general of the left, he would only think that He Heshen was a spy.
After all, the country's supreme chief executive was a spy from another country. Such a major political event had to be handled with caution.
Thus, Xiao Wen simply handed over the results of his own translation to General Li, and when they were discussing this matter, he also directed General Li's gaze towards Hezhen.
Hmm, tell General Li, if the Manchu Tawns didn't have spies high enough to cooperate with the big man, they wouldn't have taken the risk to attack the cloud. So as long as the Eight Flag Cavalry appeared in the cloud, the upper echelons of the big man would definitely have spies.
Sure enough, after hearing Xiao Wen's guess, General Li also agreed.
After all, Xiao Wen didn't specifically target anyone, so it was just a careful guess.
As for what clues General Li could find from this line of thought, Xiao Wen could only resign himself to fate.
The ice house was well-stocked, because Xiao Wen felt that if He Shen fell, with his identity as the Left Scoundrel, he should be able to take over the business of making ice.
Therefore, he was also very interested in the matter of ice making, ever since he speculated that Heshen was a spy.
This unknowingly resolved the hatred He Heshen had towards him.
Before the storm, it was almost quiet. Xiao Wen, who had nothing better to do, could only continue to educate the three little guys.
In the Xiao family's courtyard, Xiao Wen had entrusted the blacksmiths and carpenters in the clouds to create a giant wheel for Guan Yu according to the principle of making water mill.
With this primitive treadmill, he would be able to perform aerobic exercise in the Xiao family's courtyard.
"Mister, can Brother Yu really improve his martial arts by running so many steps every day?" Zhuge Liang asked curiously as he watched Guan Yu run in the roulette, panting and blushing so much that it matched the image he had of himself in the act.
"Of course … "Useless." Xiao Wen said as he twitched his mouth.
Practicing running naturally did not directly increase one's fighting strength. Otherwise, how could so many track and field athletes, after retiring, not see anyone transform into a combat circle?
"Then why does Brother Yu run all day?" Zhuge Liang asked doubtfully.
If it wasn't to increase his combat ability, what was the point of running?
Looking at the training program he gave her, Xiao Wen shook his head and said, "Xiao Yu's previous master only knew how to practice martial arts and not recuperate. If he continued to train like this, Xiao Yu would become a cripple sooner or later. Right now, I just want to let Xiao Yu recuperate from all the maintenance of his body that he missed out on all these years. "
Hearing Xiao Wen's words, Zhuge Liang's eyes widened.
He said in surprise, "Running can also help you recuperate?"
"Of course." Xiao Wen laughed.
In the eyes of the people of this era, to nurture one's health, it was to eat and rest on time, as well as to put on a show like playing the Five Birds of a Bastard, Taiji Fist, and the like.
However, having surpassed the current era and seeing Xiao Wen, he had a completely different understanding of life.
The so-called health care was to maintain the body's function by adjusting the nutrition intake, fixing the working time, carrying out special health care exercises, as well as assisting with medicine.
The aim is to slow down the decline in bodily functions caused by aging.
One of them was something that Xiao Wen paid special attention to. That's vital capacity.
While contacting the doctor to check Guan Yu's body function, Xiao Wen was also taking measurements of some data that the medical skills of this era didn't really care.
One of them was the vital capacity.
After a series of troublesome soil maneuvers, Xiao Wen got Guan Yu's vital capacity data.
This number wasn't exactly accurate, but the approximate range made Xiao Wen furrow his brows.
Their combat strength was strong, comparable to an adult like Guan Yu. Their lung capacity was only between 4200 ml and 4600 ml.
For a man in his twenties and thirties, this might be a good figure. This result was already enough to prove that he had taken good care of his body during normal times.
However, for a child who was only a little over ten years old, that was just an ordinary standard.
However, for a child who had been exercising for a long time and had plenty of nutrition, this was a low value.
Xiao Wen clearly remembered that when he was in primary school, there were two people competing with each other in the class. Both of them had a lung capacity of more than 8000!
And the four thousand six hundred figures couldn't even compare to the few chorus members in the class.
Even Xiao Wen, who was in primary school, often played basketball with his classmates. At the age of ten, he had a vital capacity of 4,000.
He did not deliberately do exercises related to vital capacity. The vital capacity of his lungs could reach a level similar to Guan Yu's.
After checking Guan Yu's stats a few times to make sure that he wasn't mistaken, Xiao Wen believed that Xiao Guan Yu's past practice was definitely based on an incorrect method.
Therefore, he asked Guan Yu about the martial arts training program that he had done with Old Master Wang, who was next door to the Cai residence.
But the result made him speechless.
Horse riding, quincuncial stance -- all these can exercise the thigh and waist muscles, allowing the practitioner to have a stable lower body.
Punch, Pile - Through repeated boxing exercises, not only can you make your attack more skillful, but you can also make your fist harder by repairing the bones in your fist after a slight fracture.
Fist training, endurance training, primitive weightlifting training, these traditional martial arts training, to Guan Yu's fighting strength, all significantly improved.
However, all of these trainings, without exception, were about the vital capacity of the lungs and the endurance of the body.
It could be said that over the years, the only things that allowed him to persevere through the heavy training was his tenacious willpower and the large amount of animal protein he consumed every day.
His vital capacity and endurance had always been within the range of ordinary people.
Therefore, right now, Guan Yu's training was mainly focused on the aerobic exercise.