Vol 2 Chapter 206: Wenhui (10,000 characters big

The literary meeting was held in the Luhu Lake in the imperial city, and a pergola was built on the lakeside to frame an area large enough to accommodate hundreds of people.
The sun in the late summer is still harsh, but the breeze is breezy by the lake.
The original text conference was organized by the Imperial College, and most of the participants were students from the Imperial College.
However, as soon as Pei Manxilou was stirred up, the people who attended the literary meeting were immediately different. Students from the Imperial College could still participate, but they were outside and could not enter the pergola.
The literary meeting is held at noon, because in this way, the princes of the court can take advantage of the one-hour break and participate in grandeur.
Near noon, the students of the Imperial College, wearing Confucian shirts and Confucian crowns, were stopped by the persevering ban army.
"This is the literary meeting of our Imperial College, why not let us in?"
"How can the relationship between subject and guest be reversed?"
"Not only is there a ban on arms control, but also the warlocks of the Sitian Supervisor are here, to guard against people who deliberately get into the literary meeting. Could it be that your Majesty wants to participate in the literary meeting?"
As they were talking, horse-drawn carriages drove up and stopped at the square outside Luhu. In the carriage came a noble and military commander.
They should have nothing to do with the Wenhui, they were all aimed at the four words "seeking advice on the art of war".
Not only did they come, they also brought the female family and children.
"Look at it, the princes are here, six Shangshu, the servant, and the Diange University Scholar..."
"I guess there will be big people coming, but I didn't expect so many? A literary meeting, why is this."
"Xiongtai, you don't understand this. A literary meeting is naturally impossible, but behind this literary meeting, in the final analysis, it is a matter of negotiation. There is no trivial matter between the two countries. The public is here to create momentum and pressure."
"A mere barbarian, dare to come to the capital to talk about the Taoism, I don't know how high the world is. I will see how Daru Zhang Shen teaches him later."
After the military commanders, there are three or more court officials, such as Shangshu of the Criminal Ministry, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and scholars of the palace.
Some of the court lords also brought their family members, such as the well-known Wang Simu, who wore a light pink lady's dress with exquisite makeup, dignified and beautiful.
"Qinggui from the Hanlin Academy is here too, interesting. This group of scholars claim to be unparalleled in learning, and they will definitely attack the Pei Manxilou group later..." The Guozijian students' eyes lit up.
A group of young officials dressed in green robes entered the venue proudly.
The Imperial Academy is a place where scholars gather. Although this group of Qinggui has no power and is young, they are definitely one of the most knowledgeable groups in Dafeng.
They are in their youth, memory, understanding, and sharpness of thinking are the peak moments of their lives.
With their admission, the confidence of the students in the Imperial College has doubled.
After the princes of the Imperial Academy took their seats, they talked in a low voice:
"I watched "The Hokusai Grand Ceremony", and the level is good, but it's miscellaneous but not precise."
"For me, it's really not refined, but for the world's students, it's very profound."
"This person is really good. I can beat him in a single field. I am ashamed of what I have learned."
"By the way, as far as the art of war is concerned, no one in our Imperial Academy can surpass resigning."
In an instant, one after another looked at the handsome and picturesque young man.
After Xu Xinnian sat in the case, he clearly noticed that not only the colleagues in the Imperial Academy, but also the honors and princes not far away also heard the reputation.
That's natural. My major is the art of war... He just wanted to nod, he heard a sneer from the honors: "The one who asked for advice from Pei Manxilou was Daru Zhang Shen, and the teacher would never be worse than the students. Right."
Xu Xinian was a little angry, and said loudly: "The saint said, those who have no elders and young are first, who says that students must be inferior to teachers?"
Xungui and the generals burst into laughter, knowing that he is Xu Qi'an's cousin, some of them laughed particularly arbitrarily, and put the mockery on their faces.
This Xu New Year's knowledge is there, but in addition to a mouth that can produce flowers, other fields are not very good in the Imperial Academy.
It is ridiculous that he said that students can beat teachers.
Ok? curse?
The honorable military commanders reacted, and their laughter suddenly stagnated.
Xu Xinnian took a sip of tea and stood up restrained.
...........
Xu Qi'an, wearing light armor and a waist and hip-style saber, followed the Huaiqing and Lin'an carriages to the venue. The luxurious carriage slowly stopped by the roadside, wearing simple and elegant palace costumes and flaming red skirts.
Then, they all raised their hands to cover the violent sunlight.
The princess was afraid of the sun's hands to shade........A certain guard had this sentence in his mind, and immediately saw the holding the canopy to shield the two princesses from the sun.
Biaozhu turned her head and searched in the crowd. Her watery peachy eyes were puzzled. She didn't know who the dog minion was like.
The disguise is pretty good... Biao Sui was a little disappointed in her heart, because she often used the description in her script that "people who like each other will have a good heart".
As soon as the two princesses entered the scene, they saw Xu Xinnian standing by the side of the case, sighing with emotion, spitting out fragrant speech, and pointing at Yi Gan Xiangui.
The noble generals were furious. You besieged Xu New Year every word and I said, and the latter is not afraid, quoting classic sentences and speaking sharply.
Many generals have already begun to roll up their sleeves.
The princes drank tea and watched the theater leisurely.
Huaiqing frowned and scolded: "Presumptuous!"
Her appearance when she was angry was full of majesty, and she was extremely deterrent. Not only did she stop her verbal abuse in the new year, even the screaming military commanders above also died down.
The princes and nobles stood up, bowed and saluted: "I have seen two princesses."
Huaiqing snorted coldly, took the mount and two guards seated.
Xu Xinnian took a sip of tea to moisturize his throat, and then looked at Wang Simu in the upper left seat, who happened to also look over.
Yesterday, Wang Simu deliberately sought him out, hoping that he could show off his talents at the literary conference, gain a good reputation and increase his prestige.
Miss Wang did not expect Xu Erlang to kill the Quartet at the literary meeting, shocking the crowd.
Because Zhang Shen played, Mr. Zhang is Xu Erlang's teacher, and his appearance is enough.
Xu Erlang smiled at her, just as Yun Danfeng smiled lightly after listening to it yesterday.
At this time, there was a respectful shout from the students and guards from the periphery: "I have seen His Royal Highness, I have seen the Third Prince and the Fourth Prince..."
Everyone in the pergola looked sideways, and saw that the prince was supporting a gray-haired old man with a cane, walking along the passage surrounded by the imperial army, towards the pergola.
"Tao Fu?"
Huaiqing blurted out in surprise.
But Xianjia shrank her head subconsciously. She was beaten in the palm of her hand by this smelly old man for many years.
The Tai Fu was not aimed at Lin'an, the Tai Fu was aimed at the scumbag.
The prince helped the prince into the pergola.
The princes stood up and saluted respectfully.
Regarding seniority, all of you here are the younger generations of the Tai Fu.
Xu Xinnian saluted in unison with his colleagues, and looked at the old man who was supported by the prince. Although his hair was white, he was still dense, which was really enviable.
The face is full of ravines, the skin feels severely loose, and the eyes are slightly muddy, but this old man has a unique temperament.
He remembered that Dean Zhao Shou said that Tai Fu was the only scholar who cultivated a righteous spirit.
The three masters of this dynasty are all first-class, but they have no real power. The Taifu was originally expected to be in charge of the cabinet, but the father was cultivating the Taoism and ignored the government. The Taifu wanted to beat his father with bamboo sticks and was stopped. After that, he lost his career, so he concentrated on studying in the palace.
Unexpectedly, even the Tai Fu came.... Xu Xinnian said in his heart.
The Taifu snorted coldly, looked at the Guozijian's grand ceremony, and said lightly: "The old man has lived in seclusion for many years, only to realize that the Guozijian is not as good as one generation."
The wine face is red and the ears are red.
The princes who were also born in the Imperial College were also a little embarrassed.
The face of the imperial court is their face.
A barbarian young man shines in the capital, if he is martial arts, he is a crude martial artist. It is famous for learning.
You must know that the greatest pride of the human race is culture.
Confucianism is the system of the Central Plains human race, a unique cultural treasure, and the pride of countless people.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff, Huai Qing got up, squeezed the prince away from the Taifu, and seated him in a seat with a cold voice:
"Tao Fu, Pei Manxilou is amazing. He only talks about the Four Books and Five Classics. The wine is not weak for him. It is too rare for someone who has learned broad strokes and is capable of profundity. But don't worry, Zhang Shen will come forward. of."
The Tai Fu patted the back of Huaiqing's hand and smiled a little:
"If Your Royal Highness is a man, would there be a chance for that barbaric to show off his power in the capital? The old man came to join in the excitement this time, but he didn't believe in evil. A furry barbarian?"
This is, a light laughter came from outside the pergola, with a bit of leisure, retorted:
"The sage said, there is no kind of teaching. The Tai Fu said a barbarian on the left and a barbarian on the right, do you remember the teachings of the saint in your heart?"
Outside the pergola, the white-haired Pei Manxilou, with the charming and colorful Huang Xian'er, and the cold temperament of the boy with vertical pupils, generously entered the pergola.
They are obviously foreigners and guests, but they put on a relaxed posture of strolling in the courtyard, as if they were the masters of the literary society.
Regarding the town of the princes and noble generals, he didn't care and showed no timidity.
The students of the Imperial College, the Qinggui of the Imperial Academy, the princes present, and the honorable generals............ Silently staring at Pei Manxilou, this talented and knowledgeable barbarian.
No one responded, but quietly straightened his back and calmed his emotions, as if he was facing an enemy.
"In the first part of Xiabai, Pei Man's eldest son, Pei Man Xilou, have seen you all!"
Pei Manxilou used his own knowledge to create an image of an amazing scholar, and his goal has been achieved.
At this literary meeting, he intends to push his reputation to the peak again and pave the way for subsequent negotiations.
...........
Xu Mansion.
Chu Yuanzhen sat in the courtyard, beside a stone table, holding a wine glass in his hand, and sitting beside him were Lina, Li Miaozhen, and Xu Lingyin.
"Why can he enter the imperial city? What is he going to do? Aren't you afraid that Emperor Yuan Jing will behead his dog?" Chu Yuan said sourly.
He was greedy for literary society. As a swordsman who was born as a scholar, he was still a champion. This kind of literary meeting at the peak of the match had a fatal temptation for Chu Yuanzhen.
But he can't enter the imperial city, let alone participate in the literary meeting in full view, all this is because of Xu Qi'an. If it wasn't for helping him, how could it be so miserable.
So I came to him for a drink and complained a few words.
Unexpectedly, the perpetrator himself entered.
Chu Yuanzhen felt sour in his heart like a lemon.
"I want to go too."
Xu Lingyin was fragile.
"The literary society is a group of scholars discussing boring things. You don't want to go. This kind of place has nothing to do with our masters and apprentices. It is better to eat pastries at home and drink sweet wine."
Lina took the opportunity to educate her apprentices. She was still very close, and hoped that the apprentices could also gradually get close.
"Master, Wen will have a lot of delicious food. Last time the cauldron fought with the monk, I followed an uncle and ate a lot of delicious food."
Xu Lingyin gave a fatal blow.
"Yes, why didn't I think that Wen would have good wine and good food." Lina's eyes were glazed.
The angle is very tricky.........Chu Yuanzhen touched Xu Lingyin's head. He thought this silly girl was pretty cute, and then remembered the nightmare tutorial at Yunlu Academy that day.
He withdrew his hand silently.
Li Miaozhen said: "That barbarian has been very arrogant recently. I looked uncomfortable and couldn't help thinking that a sword stabbed him."
See who is upset and stab him, are you really the saint of the Heavenly Sect... Chu Yuanzhen felt that Li Miaozhen had the most slots in the Heaven and Earth Club.
No. 1’s identity is unknown, No. 3 Xu Cijiu is an upright gentleman, No. 6 Hengyuan is compassionate, No. 5 Lina is not smart and loves eating, but she has no flaws that make people want to "spit it out."
No. 7 and No. 8 "missed" for many years.
No. 9 Jinlian Daochang has a gentle temperament, and is a respectable elder. He has cultivated merits, his character is worthy of recognition, and he has no bad habits.
Only Li Miaozhen is the most helpless. She is the saint of Heavenly Sect. She was supposed to be indifferent and deserted. As a result, she went down the mountain for two years, and she just turned herself into a Feiyan heroine who was anxious for justice and righteousness and eradicated evil.
"Guozijian scholars are so unbearable, you have to rely on the scholars of Yunlu Academy to settle him." Li Miaozhen said.
Chu Yuanzhen smiled and nodded: "Zhang Shen's "Six Notes on the Art of War" is exquisite. With him, the barbarians will not be arrogant for long. However, this person can write "Bei Zhai Dadian", which is enough to establish a sect and become a generation. Famous scholars."
Li Miaozhen frowned. She heard that Chu Yuanzhen was not optimistic about Zhang Shen, and said, "Is this barbarian so powerful?"
Chu Yuanzhen nodded.
"If it is better than poetry, Xu Ningyan should be more powerful." Li Miaozhen asked cautiously.
Chu Yuanzhen snorted.
Li Miaozhen frowned and said, "Also hanging?"
Chu Yuanzhen shook his head and laughed: "No, Xu Ningyan's poems are unique, but the literary meeting is not a poetry meeting. Besides, Xu Ningyan can't make it out."
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In the market.
Although the flat-headed people could not enter the imperial city, they had a very high degree of discussion about the literary meeting, and they looked forward to the results.
Even the hard-working traffickers and pawns sitting at a small stall eating a bowl of noodles can hear the neighboring table discussing the essay at all times, pointing the country and writing passionately.
"This reminds me of last year's fighting method, what a sensation it was. In the end, we Xu Yinluo stepped forward to turn the tide." A shopkeeper in a blue gown sipped his pasta and said loudly.
"The literary society is not a fighting method, but Xu Yinluo is not a scholar and can't help." The companion responded regretfully.
The noodle stall owner uncovered the hot pot, stubbornly stubborn, and said angrily: "Guozijian scholars are really rubbish. I lost to a barbarian and I blushed for them."
The diners at the other tables couldn't help but say, "If Xu Yinluo is a scholar, it would be great."
In the eyes of the people, Xu Yinluo is an omnipotent hero, a legendary figure of Dafeng, and a real conscientious figure.
So there is a blind worship of him, thinking that Xu Yinluo is omnipotent. But reason told them that Xu Yinluo was not a scholar, and his knowledge was definitely not as good as that barbaric.
So I can only sigh with emotion: It would be great if Xu Yinluo was a scholar.
The owner of the noodle stall held the noodles and handed it to the customers, and said with a smile: "But this barbaric dare to challenge the great scholar of Yunlu Academy, he simply doesn't know how high the world is."
The diners laughed.
.........
The palace, the bedroom.
Emperor Yuan Jing sat lazily on the collapse, flipping through the Taoist scriptures, footsteps heard, the old walked back in small steps, whispering:
"There was news from the Wenhui that Pei Manxilou and the adults of the Imperial Academy discussed the classics, policy theory, people's livelihood, farming, history............ do not leave the wind."
"If the wind doesn't fall, Dafeng's face will be lost." Yuan Jingdi said without expression.
When the old saw the emperor's expression, he knew he was unhappy.
In the final analysis, Pei Manxilou is so prestigious, and the most embarrassed is the monarch of a country.
"Are there poems?" Emperor Yuan Jing said suddenly.
The old shook his head.
"He has self-knowledge." Emperor Yuan Jing sneered. As soon as he laughed, he suddenly sterned and snorted coldly.
After a pause, Emperor Yuan Jing said, "Zhang Shen hasn't come yet?"
The old lowered his head: "Mr. Zhang will come."
Emperor Yuan Jing nodded slowly: "No hurry, the literary society has not yet entered the topic. Although the scholars at Yunlu Academy are annoying, they have never disappointed in their knowledge."
He looks quite relaxed.
...........
What is the topic of the literary meeting?
It is a war, a war in the north.
Among the representatives of the Imperial College, a student stood up and made an indignant statement:
"The barbarians have been harassing the border all the year round, killing me and serving the people, and the disaster is far-reaching. Now that they are crushed by the iron hoof of the Northeast Yasukuni, they come to me shamelessly for help.
"The barbarians are the barbarians, shameless."
The students from the Imperial College in the periphery responded, yelling at the barbarian for being "shameless".
Huang Xian'er smiled and cared about everything, fingers wringing her temples.
The young vertical pupil was full of anger, trying his best to suppress the brutal and bloodthirsty nature of snakes, and the vertical pupil gave the student a cold glance.
Pei Manxi Lou did not change his face, even laughed, and said:
"Witch God Sect dominates the northeast of Kyushu, and it is close to Dafeng with only three states. With Dafeng's population and strength, at a certain price, they can be blocked from the three states."
He paused, seeing the expressions of approval from the public and the generals before continuing:
"But if the northern territory is also occupied by the Witch God Sect, the Yasukuni cavalry will go south and they can go straight to the capital. Kang Guo and Yan Guo attack from the east and echo each other. Isn't Da Feng not dangerous?
"As we all know, there are endless grasslands in the north. If Yasukuni gains the northern territory, it will be able to raise more cavalry. By then, Dafeng, even with artillery and crossbows, will not be able to stop this group of "invincibles" on the land.
"So, Dafeng sent troops not to help my Protoss, but to help myself. My Protoss is difficult to multiply, and the population is low. Even though it sometimes disturbs the border, there is no force to go south, and the threat to Dafeng is limited. But the Witch God Sect is different. what."
No one refuted.
The academic tyrants of the Imperial Academy, the students of the Imperial College, and even the princes of the court, actually recognized his words.
The northeast controlled by the witch is rich in products, and can be hunted and farmed. The civilization of farming has the most prosperous population.
Compared with Dafeng's population, the Wushen Sect's population is too far away, because of the limited area.
If the northern territory falls into the hands of the Witch God Sect and a part of the population is moved to the north, the population of the Witch God Sect will double, at least twice, in at most 20 years.
Pei Manxilou said solemnly: "By then, the day of my Protoss is the future of Dafeng."
Xu Xinnian watched silently.
This group of idiots was unknowingly controlled by the other party. What you want to discuss, shouldn't it be asking for a bargaining chip? How to discuss the necessity of sending troops, you must send troops, there is no doubt... ...Um, discussing the bargaining chips seems to be something to be done at the negotiating table. It is a matter for the public, and it is indeed not appropriate to talk at this time.
The core of this literary meeting was that Dafeng wanted to destroy Pei Man Xilou's image and his compulsion.
But the form is not very optimistic, this guy can speak eloquently and eloquently, and occupy the "righteousness" that must send troops.
Xu Xinnian looked around and found that many generals were eager to try, as if they wanted to say something, but in the end they frowned and remained silent.
They are self-aware, but these generals are sloppy, debating? Even if they have a wealth of experience in leading soldiers, they can't say that Pei Man Xilou, Bah, vulgar Wufu...
"Isn't the fangs sharp in the court at the time of the fair? When the Taifu hits the palm of the palace, isn't he able to speak well? How can he not speak?" Houhou said anxiously.
"How can Tai Fu end up? He is a respected senior. There is too much difference in seniority. Even if he wins, he will not be glorious. People will only say that I treat the big and bully the small. The same is true for all the princes, and if the princes In the end, I can guarantee that Pei Manxilou will take the initiative to compete with them..."
Huaiqing rarely said a lot of things, explaining to her stupid sister:
"Everyone's knowledge, except for a few bachelors, has been abandoned."
Biaobian opened his eyes wide and muttered, "What should I do? I'm so angry."
The students of the Imperial College had a heavy expression, and the academic tyrants of the Hanlin Academy were equally ugly.
Wang Shoufu sighed: "The talent of Pei Manxilou is amazing, which is really amazing."
The young officials of the Imperial Academy were full of confidence when they entered the venue, and there was a clear gap between them and their silent and serious attitude.
Wang Simu looked at Xu Erlang frequently, expecting him to stand up and perform.
Wang Shoufu noticed his daughter's eyes and said, "Why is Erlang so silent today?"
Wang Simu frowned.
When everyone was speechless and thinking about countermeasures, the sky over Luhu flashed, wearing a Confucian robe and wearing a Confucian crown, Zhang Shen appeared out of thin air.
Then he fell towards the lake.
The clear light flashed again, and Zhang Shen appeared in the pergola, still a little bit afraid.
The cowhide he blew must be: I am not in Yunlu Academy, but in Luhu. So I almost fell into the lake.........Xu Qi'an was frantically complaining.
"Zhang Daru is here."
"Mr. Zhang has finally arrived, and I know that Mr. Zhang will not be absent."
The peripheral students cheered, relieved.
The princes laughed, and the people who had friendship with Zhang Shen said one after another: "Brother Jinyan, you are here."
Zhang Shen nodded nonchalantly, and immediately saw the Tai Fu, and hurriedly said: "Student Zhang Shen, I have seen Tai Fu."
Tai Fu let out a "hmm", his face that was always stern, and finally smiled: "Zhang Jinyan, this young man with the white head wants to ask you about the art of war. You can give him some advice."
In the pergola, the atmosphere suddenly rose.
Zhang Shen looked around and looked at the Pei Man West Tower in Huafa Ruxue, and said, "Are you the Pei Man West Tower who wrote the "Bei Zhai Dadian"?"
Pei Manxilou got up for the first time and said, "The student has met Mr. Zhang."
Zhang Shen waved his hand: "You don't need to be polite, you want to fight me with the art of war?"
The shed was quiet for a while, and everyone looked forward to it.
Huang Xian'er sat up slightly, squinting, staring at the scholar at Yunlu Academy.
The young boy with the vertical pupil has reduced his arrogance. This fourth-rank master of the Confucian system is the "enemy" of Brother Pei Man's literary meeting. Although he despises scholars, the scholars of Yunlu Academy are not in the scope of contempt.
Even though the Confucian system has fallen for many years, the prestige is still there.
"Students have little knowledge and want to ask Mr. Pei Manxilou for advice." Pei Manxilou has a gentle smile and is confident.
Zhang Shen rolled his eyes:
"Aren't you playing a hooligan? The old man hasn't led soldiers for more than 20 years, and he almost forgets what it's like to sleep in bed. I'm talking about it for more than 20 years. What is the art of war?
"Why don't you discuss the art of war with Wei Yuan? This old boy sits in the court and has hidden children all over the world. He has been strategizing for 20 years and has never stopped, waiting for one day to accumulate."
Pei Manxilou smiled and said, "Sir, isn't it a hooligan?"
The boy with a vertical pupil couldn't help but interject, coldly snorted: "Why don't you let Brother Pei Man and Jianzheng fight."
This time, Pei Manxilou did not scold the young man, and asked with a smile:
"Then you won't ask for advice on the art of war. In fact, the students have long admired his master's art of war. He has heard that his master is proficient in the art of war.
"After learning but not talented, I also wrote a book on war. This book took several years. It not only integrates the art of war of the Central Plains, but also the art of war of the barbarian cavalry. Please also enlighten me, Mr.
With that, he looked at the boy with vertical pupil beside him.
Xuan Yin opened the small wooden box at his feet and held out a thick book: "Hokusai Soldiers Volume"
On Dafeng's side, everyone looked at each other. I really didn't expect this person not only to be proficient in the art of war, but also to write a book of war?
Scholars pay attention to writing a biography, even those with advanced knowledge are very cautious about books. It takes many years for a book to be revised and revised before it will be published and made public.
As for some essays and notes, at this time, they are not actually called "books".
For example, Xu Qi'an read the book "Pick up Doubts in the Great Zhou Dynasty" at Yunlu Academy, which is not a book.
Therefore, everyone was dubious about what Pei Manxilou said.
Tai Fu's face visibly sank.
Wang Shoufu and other old officials in officialdom also had a serious expression and a bad feeling.
Out of respect for the book, Zhang Shen took it with very solemn hands. The breeze on the lake blew, the pages of the book rattling and flipping through quickly.
Zhang Shen's face changed, and everyone in the court saw him. First, he was shocked, then admired, and finally excited.
Pei Manxilou asked: "Sir, what do you think of this book?"
Zhang Shen didn't answer immediately, but he groaned for a while and sighed, "Wonderful."
"The whole book is divided into three volumes. The first volume of warfare discusses what is the art of war and what is war. Even those who do not understand war can know what war is, and outline the guidelines.
"The second volume of conspiracy, the impermanence of soldiers, and the impermanence of water, it is a good description. The twelve kinds of conspiracy strategies are amazing.
"What's more rare is the third volume, the fine research of the formation of troops, which provides many types of formations for the cooperation of warriors and ordinary soldiers, which greatly exerts the usefulness of ordinary soldiers."
Pei Man Xilou is indeed an amazing scholar. The art of war, he Zhang Shen lost, Confucianism is very thoughtful, and he can't do things like a dead duck.
Besides, after losing the literary meeting, the most embarrassed were Emperor Yuanjing and the imperial court. Yunlu Academy had been expelled from the court for a long time. He didn't have to go against his original intentions for the face of the group of liquor bags and rice bags in the Imperial College.
Zhang Shen sighed: "The old man's "Six Notes on the Art of War" is really inferior to your "Bei Zhai Art of War".
"It is said that the scholars of Yunlu Academy are of noble character and well-deserved reputation."
Pei Manxilou laughed, heartily smiling.
Why did he pick Zhang Shen as a stepping stone? There are three reasons: Zhang Shen is well-known; Zhang Shen has lived in seclusion for more than 20 years; Zhang Shen is a scholar at Yunlu Academy, expressing his heart and morals. As long as his military book can convince the opponent, he will not suppress it without conscience.
This is the truth that a gentleman can be deceived.
There was silence in the pergola, and everyone lost their expressions.
Xuan Yin, a young man with vertical pupils, hissed and laughed: "It is said that Dafeng is prosperous, and it is full of reading seeds. It seems that it is not as good as my brother Pei Man. Brother, when you return to the north, you will be Xu Yin Gong of our Protoss ."
He was referring to being as loved as Xu Qi'an.
Hearing that, the Guozijian students outside the pergola were ashamed and angry, and wanted to refute the curse, but felt ashamed to speak. The curse would only be even more embarrassing and gritted his teeth aggrieved.
The schoolmasters of the Imperial Academy looked embarrassed.
In other fields of academics, they can still have discussions and debates, and fight this area. The academic hegemons have never been to the battlefield and have no right to speak. Talking on paper will only make people laugh.
Huang Xian'er laughed sweetly, not knowing whether he was happy or laughing.
"This article has no meaning at all. I would not have come if I knew it." A female spouse complained.
They came with anticipation and enthusiasm, and they wanted to see the barbarians deflated, not Yang Wu and Yang Wei, frustrating Dafeng scholars.
Huai Qing sighed. She is a daughter. It is not easy to end in this kind of situation, otherwise it would be a slap in the face of a scholar. Moreover, the art of war, she has only read some military books.
That Pei Manxilou is the first young master of the White House. He has a long history of war and rich experience, and his level is definitely much higher than her.
"Help me back!"
Tai Fu held the crutches, paused three times, growled.
The old man was disappointed.
...........
In the palace.
The old rushed in quickly, his expression worried.
With the curtain hanging down, Yuan Jingdi glanced at him on the couch, but did not speak.
The old whispered: "Zhang Shen, I have lost..."
"Snapped!"
Emperor Yuan Jing threw the book on the face of the old eunuch.
.........
In the pergola by the Luhu Lake.
Pei Manxilou is arrogant in all directions, with a gentle smile, and a gesture of victory without arrogance and failure: "Thank you for your advice, Dafeng is worthy of the prosperous culture and Taoism, and it is a yearning for it."
Hearing these words in everyone's ears was like mocking, no, this was mocking.
Tai Fu's face sank like water, speeding up his pace.
The princes got up one after another and left the case in silence, planning to leave.
"True!"
The sound of the wine glass on the table was a bit heavy, which attracted the attention of people around.
Xu Erlang stood up lightly, and said loudly: "My elder brother has a poem: Tolerate the child to become a newcomer, and go to the ring in anger before shooting."
The voice spread.
Tai Fu stopped and looked back.
The princes and honorable generals looked over.
The students from the Imperial College looked over.
Pei Manxilou looked at the provocative young official of the Imperial Academy in shock.
Xu Xinnian looked at the white-haired barbarian, and said lightly: "The officer discusses the art of war with you."
As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar everywhere.
"Farewell!"
The colleagues in the Imperial Academy motioned with their eyes to tell him not to be impulsive.
Xu Cijiu has a good reputation in the officialdom, all of which were accumulated in the Chuzhou Massacre case when he was stuck at the Meridian Gate and scolded King Huai.
This reputation is not easy to come by, because it would be a pity to be destroyed by indignation and impulse.
"Mr. Zhang is his teacher, even he lost. Xu Cijiu thought he could win?"
"Why bother to be embarrassed again, Pei Manxilou's military book, even Zhang Daru is ashamed and praised."
"I was also indignant, but it's just that Xu Feijiu is too reckless."
The Guozijian students talked a lot.
Pei Manxilou suspected that he had heard it wrong, stared at Xu Xinnian for a moment, and suddenly remembered that this was Zhang Shen's disciple.
It's just that... the teacher has lost, and the students still want to get back to the situation?
Xuan Yin, the young boy with a vertical pupil, sneered, while Huang Xian'er played with the wine glass boredly, and said lightly, "I'm bored."
Wang Simu's eyes widened in astonishment. She didn't expect Xu New Year to hold back for a long time, but it was for this moment?
Emotional! Wang Shoufu was furious.
"Master Xu, have you practiced soldiers?" Pei Manxilou asked with a smile.
Xu New Year shook his head.
"Have you been to the battlefield?" Pei Manxilou asked again.
Xu New Year still shook his head.
The barbarian-born scholar shook his head slightly, "Although you major in the art of war, you are talking about war on paper, how can you discuss the art of war with me."
Xuan Yin, a young man with a vertical pupil, laughed and said, "You have also written a book of war, and you want to take it out to compete with my elder brother?"
Everyone was ashamed to see Xu New Year being laughed at by the barbarians.
Zhang Shen looked at his proud disciple in surprise, and said to his heart that this kid was confused? I am ashamed to be a teacher, why did he jump out? Give me revenge.
However, whether he suffered a setback, Xu Cijiu was too smooth, no matter his family background, school, or officialdom, he has not suffered too much setback.
Xu Xinnian lifted his chin and said proudly: "Yes, I do have a military book here, please give me some advice from Brother Pei Man."
"!!!"
Everyone, including Zhang Shen, looked at Xu Xinnian blankly, with extremely blank eyes. Like Pei Manxilou, they suspected ear problems.
Xu Xinnian ignored the crowd and took out a thread-bound book with a light brown cover from his arms.
Pei Manxilou saw four words written on the cover: Sun Tzu Art of War.
He was full of poems and books, and he had no impression of this name. It was not a military book circulated in the world, nor was it the old-fashioned military book given to him by the court.
But he is a book lover, and he will not belittle any book because of the title. He raises his hand to take a photo and reads it with a smile.
"Soldiers, the major events of the country, the place of death and life, the way of survival, must be observed..."
The beginning was pretty good, and it simply stated the importance of war, which hit the nail on the head.
Continue to look down:
"Therefore, the scriptures are based on five things, and school is based on calculations, and they seek their love: one is Tao, second is heaven, third is earth, fourth is general, and fifth is law.
Pei Manxilou nodded slightly, put away a little bit of contemptuousness and scrutiny mentality, and can write this sentence, the person who wrote the book does have some real skills.
When he saw "Soldier's Deception", he was finally moved and his pupils contracted slightly: "Wonderful, wonderful! This is a wonderful remark."
Pei Manxilou looked down hungrily, gradually immersed in the ocean of knowledge, lingering forever, ignoring everything around him.
There are twelve chapters in this book with extensive and profound content. It not only describes the theory and experience of war, but also summarizes the laws of war.
This book has transcended the scope of strategy. The things described in the book are not limited to simple strategies of war, but a broader and higher level thing.
For example, the book says that politics is an important factor in determining victory or defeat in war. The level was elevated suddenly, and Pei Man Xilou felt a kind of initiation.
The barbarians fight only for looting. Pei Manxilou also believes that fighting is fighting. Factors outside the battlefield are of course important, but the victory or defeat of the war is ultimately the difference in the strength of the two sides.
There are not many words in the book of war, and compared to his thick and large book, it looks very simple. But every word is worthy of deep thought.
On the other hand, I copied each battle and tried hard to analyze the details in words. Summarize the various camps and emphasize the importance of soldiers...
Of course, this book also has flaws. For example, it does not mention the role of Wufu or how to use Wufu throughout.
After a long time, Pei Manxilou finally broke free from the immersive reading and exclaimed with satisfaction: "I have benefited a lot, I have benefited a lot..."
Then, he found that the surrounding Dafeng people looked at him straightforwardly.
Everyone is stupid.
The series of expression changes of Pei Manxilou just now fully showed them words such as "ecstatic", "awesome", "hungry and thirsty".
It makes people very curious about what is written in the book that makes a talented person react like this.
Pei Manxilou glanced at Xu New Year, then at his grandson's art of war, hesitating, struggling, and finally sighed deeply, and said:
"Master Xu, I lost the game.
"I have nothing to ask for, I just want to ask Master Xu to let me copy this book, and I would like to do my disciple's gift and call you sir."
This book is indeed far better than the "Hokusai Art of War" written by him. It is meaningless to be hard-talking.
Xuan Yin, a young man with vertical pupils, his eyes widened, "Brother, you, you..."
The charming and enchanting Huang Xian'er, at this moment, the charming face finally lost the lazy self-confidence, and the face of the flower changed slightly.
There was an uproar, and the frying pan was normal.
Pei Manxilou surrendered and felt ashamed.
Moreover, in order to be able to copy the military books written by Xu Cijiu, he did not hesitate to regard himself as a student.
Xungui and the generals stared at the book of war in Pei Manxilou's hand, as if it were the most attractive thing in the world.
Wang Shoufu looked at Xu Erlang deeply, his eyes and expressions were frozen.
Wang Simufang's heart throbbed wildly, obsessedly looking at Xu Erlang standing proudly in the court.
Tai Fu walked two steps forward with a cane~EbookFREE.me~, squinted, looked up and down, then paused twice with the cane, stroking his beard and laughing:
"This is my Dafeng scholar, this is the real rising star."
Three princesses and four princesses looked at Xu Cijiu, their eyes blooming.
"The Xu family is really a double master. Xu Qi'an is already very dazzling. This Xu resigns is not inferior." Someone said with emotion.
Zhang Shen snatched the military book from Pei Manxilou, and looked at it with deep bewilderment.
His expression changed, just like Pei Manxilou just now.
When he finished reading, he was dumbfounded.
"No, that's not right, who wrote this book of war? Resignation, who wrote it?" Zhang Shen asked excitedly.
What level of his own disciple would he not know? Xu Cijiu is outstanding in the art of war, but it is absolutely impossible for him to produce such a well-known art of war.
The author of this book of war is another person.
Zhang Shen can't wait to know who the original author is. Dafeng actually has such a character.
Xu Xinnian nodded slowly: "I did not write this military book."
The whole hall was in an uproar, and everyone looked at him blankly and confusedly, and then at Zhang Shen.
Gradually remembered, this book of war that convinced Pei Manxilou, is the author of another person?
"It's Wei Yuan, isn't it Wei Yuan?" Zhang Shen asked again.
One after another eyes fell on Xu Erlang.
Wei Yuan....... Pei Manxilou muttered to himself.
Wei Yuan! Everyone suddenly realized.
"What's this about Wei Gong?"
Xu Erlang frowned, a little displeased, glanced across the crowd, and raised his voice: "This is a military book written by my elder brother."
In an instant, inside and outside the pergola, beside the reed lake, needles dropped quietly and could be heard.
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PS: I really hope to write a big chapter every day, and my mind says: No, you can't do it.