Happy Little Scholar

Li Han and Yang Fu are about the same age, and they are both princes, so Li Yi always compares the two of them intentionally or unintentionally.

The comparison results illustrate a problem: there is still a gap between people, princes and princes.

At the same age, one of them has already taken charge of the arithmetic academy, stirred up trouble in the court, and while his career has reached its peak, he is still flirting with his girl, and can even grill a good fish...

The other one is still trying to show off the power of a prince because of a candied haws.

Make a judgment.

Of course, this is also related to their respective situations. Li Han is a genius and is regarded by almost all his peers as "other people's children." He cannot be used as a standard. This will affect more than 99% of people. Yang Although Fu is a prince, he has suffered much more than children from normal families.

It is a pity that these sufferings and setbacks did not temper his inhuman state of mind, but made him become more extreme and violent.

This is Li Yi's impression of him after observing him for the past few days.

He didn't care much about it. After all, he was still just a child. As long as his nature was not bad, he still had a chance to change. Of course, this was the responsibility of Yang Liuqing and Prime Minister Wang. He had no such obligation.

"Let me out, let me out!"

"This question is too difficult, too difficult, I can't do it, I can't do it!"

"I was wrong, I shouldn't litter, I shouldn't spit everywhere, I was wrong, let me out!"

"Sister Huang, Sister Huang, Prime Minister, General Chen, General Wei, help!"

…

Hearing the screams coming from the solitary room, Li Yi shook his head and turned to leave.

Although the book was only "Basic Arithmetic", it took a long time for Li Han to fully understand this book with his help.

If Yang Fu were left to study alone, he might not be able to solve half of the problems in his lifetime.

His purpose is not to let him solve the problem. This is not the Wu Kingdom, nor is it the frontier army loyal to them. It is not a bad thing to temporarily suppress his arrogance.

Wei Liang and Chen Qing stood outside the door of the solitary room, looked at Prince Jing who was banging on the door frantically, then turned to look at the old man and said helplessly: "Prime Minister, look, this..."

The old man waved his hand and said, "Let's follow King Jing's arrangements and dampen his spirit..."

Wei Liang looked at a figure in the distance and asked in a low voice: "Prime Minister, this King Jing..."

"This King Jing is a very amazing person." The old man looked into the distance until Li Yi's back disappeared and then said: "He has done many amazing things. The extremely talented King Jin of Jing Kingdom, It was he who trained him. The King of Jin was even younger than Prince Jing, and now he is able to stand alone in the court and dominate the world. Alas..."

He sighed leisurely, with a slightly lonely look on his face.

"Since he is a genius, how can he be cultivated..." Wei Liang shook his head and said, "I don't think there is anything great about him except that he looks good..."

The old man glanced at him and said, "If you still want the "Li Zi's Art of War" that you dream of, you'd better not think so."

"Why?" Wei Liang looked at him in surprise.

"Because he wrote that book on the art of war."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Liang beside him had disappeared, leaving only a trail of smoke that slowly dissipated.

On the other side, the general named Chen Qing opened his mouth, looked at the old man, and asked in disbelief: "Prime Minister, "Li Zi's Art of War" was really written by him. How is this possible? He is still so young..."

"Li Zi's Art of War" is a sacred book that has existed in the hearts of soldiers from various countries in recent years. It is said that this book records countless ways to defeat the enemy on the battlefield. It is very mysterious. Unfortunately, this book was imprisoned by the Jingguo army. They have only heard of the name of this book and know about the armies of Qi and Zhao. Because of this book, they suffered a lot from the soldiers of Jing State...

General Wei has admired this book for a long time. Hearing the news, he couldn't control himself, but it made sense.

"Is it wrong to be young?" The old man looked at him and asked, "Is the Emperor Jingguo not young, the eldest princess who is assisting the government is not young, the third prince of Qi is not young, and the King of Jin Li Han is not young?"

Chen Qing was speechless when asked in one sentence.

Emperor Jingguo is committed to rejuvenating the country through science and technology, and the research of the Academy of Sciences has a large number of applications in farming and military formations; the eldest princess of Jingguo has a talent for governing the country, and is as good as any wise emperor he can name; He had also heard about the deeds of the third prince of Qi State, Zhao Yi; as for the King of Jin in Jing State - Prime Minister Wang often mentioned this name, which often made him suspect that he had lived to the age of a dog.

These young people really don’t leave a way for old people like them to survive.

However, he has never seen the Art of War, and he doesn't know whether it is true or not. He still thinks that Heaven's Punishment is easy to use. It is simple and straightforward. No art of war can compare with a bunch of Heaven's Punishment...

Looking at his expression, the old man knew what he was thinking, and said, "I forgot to mention just now that Jingguo's heavenly punishment was also at the hands of Jingwang Li Yi..."

He patted Chen Qing's chest, where a scar spread to his neck.

"Also, if we really want to calculate it carefully, your life was also given by King Jing." The old man shook his head and said: "If it weren't for the wound suture method he proposed, you would have died due to blood loss a year ago. Too many died on the battlefield.”

Chen Qing opened his mouth, looked down at his chest, and stood there blankly.

The old man sighed softly and glanced at Prince Jing who was still howling miserably in the room. A thoughtful look appeared on his face. After a long time, he sighed again, turned around and left slowly.

…

Li Yi sat on the stone bench in the yard, rubbed his brows, and thought about something.

Yang Liuqing was injured, and within a short period of time, there was no possibility of rebellion.

The frontier troops who had been loyal to her, except for the two generals Wei Liang and Chen Qing who stayed at the base camp, and less than 500 remnants, there were only an old man of an age and a demented younger brother who drooled at the sight of candied haws.

Mission goal: Overthrow the rule of the tyrant Wu Guo, establish a new court, and support the demented younger brother to ascend to power...

Mission progress: zero percent.

Mission conditions: a general, a deputy general, 500 remnant soldiers, an old man, a silly brother, and herself...

Mission Difficulty: Full Level.

…

"His Royal Highness Prince Jing..." Wei Liang walked over slowly, rubbed his hands with some restraint, looked at Li Yi, thought for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to ask, "Have you eaten?"

Li Yi looked at him and shook his head helplessly.

There is only one general, and he is still stupid. How can we play this game? There is no chance of winning...

The few people at the beginning had no equipment at all, and they wanted to overthrow a country. Even he, the uncle, was worried about her...

…

"Li Zi's Art of War" is actually a hodgepodge of "Thirty-six Stratagems", "Six Strategies", "Three Strategies"..., which were sorted out and mixed together. It was the name given by the shameless Li Xuan.

This is actually not a secret. In wars, victory cannot be achieved by relying on a book on the art of war. The outside world's evaluation of this book is too high, which is a great exaggeration.

He took out a book from the study and lent it to Wei Liang. His hands were shaking when he took the book. If Li Yi hadn't supported him, he might have knelt down and kowtowed to him on the spot.

After finally seeing him off, Li Yi thought of something, walked to the study, and took out a brocade box from the cabinet.

Then he walked out of the study, walked to the door of Yang Liuqing's room, knocked on the door, and walked in.

"Uncle." Yang Liuqing sat up from the bed, her voice a little weak.

"No, just lie down." When Li Yi walked over, she had already sat up. He handed her the brocade box and said, "I met a businessman from the Wu Kingdom last year and said it belonged to your mother. I don’t know if the relic is real, just open it and take a look.”

Yang Liuqing opened the brocade box, and when she saw the phoenix hairpin, her body trembled. The next moment, her eyes were filled with tears, and the tears rolled down in large pieces.

She bent her legs, wrapped her arms around her knees, and sobbed quietly at first, and soon she burst into tears.

Li Yi patted her back gently. She was carrying so many things on her back. Crying loudly would help her vent a little, which would be good for her health.

"I cooked porridge, you can try it..."

Miss Liu Er walked in from outside, holding an exquisite tray in her hand.

In the room, beside the bed, the woman had her arms around her knees, crying extremely sadly, as if she had made a vow with a man and then was cruelly abandoned...

Li Yi sat next to her, as if he had gotten a girl's body with his sweet talk and then abandoned it...