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Suddenly, Longtu and the others trembled in their hearts, trembling from the soul, and a huge fear exploded in their hearts.

They turned their heads or looked back, looking to the south.

At this moment, the Gu beasts in the entire Southern Border prostrated themselves on the ground, making a gesture of submission, trembling.

Longtu's Adam's apple rolled, and his lips muttered:

"Gu God, born"

Then his face changed greatly:

"Quick, tell Xu Yinluo quickly."

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In the whole scene, a needle could be heard at this moment, and after a few breaths, huge shock and astonishment exploded in everyone's hearts, and then set off a frenzy of discussion.

The uproar this time was far greater than any previous one.

The book of war that subdued the arrogant Pei Manxilou and the book of war that made the great Confucian Zhang Shen applaud was not written by Xu Xinnian, but the name that has almost become taboo......

Written by Xu Qi'an of Qian Yingong?

"It's Xu Yinluo's book on warfare. How, how is this possible...... He is not a scholar."

"Xu Yinluo, he's just a martial artist......"

Although Xu Qi'an was no longer an official, everyone still used to call him Xu Yinluo.

The students of the Imperial College were blown away, you said what you said, expressed your views and opinions, and even no longer cared about the occasion.

Most people find it absurd and unbelievable, not because they look down on Xu Qi'an, but because the matter itself is unreasonable, shocking, confusing and confusing.

At this time, in the Imperial College, a student shouted loudly:

"Don't forget, Xu Yinluo is the top poet. Who would have thought that he would write one after another amazing masterpieces?"

His words immediately attracted the approval of the students, and they shouted loudly, as if to persuade other students who couldn't believe it:

"Xu Yinluo is not a scholar, but he can write poems, why can't he write the art of war? And, have you forgotten, Xu Yinluo has been on the battlefield. That day in Yunzhou, he alone defended against eight thousand rebels. Die from exhaustion."

Hearing this, the other students came to their senses. That's right, Xu Yinluo is not a young man who has never been on the battlefield. In Yunzhou, he alone held off thousands of rebels.

"Xu Yinluo is truly a peerless genius."

"That's right, Xu Yinluo is not a scholar, which means that he is astonishingly talented and a rare genius in the world."

"Damn it, why does such a person take up the martial arts, then maybe... he shouldn't be a son of man."

For a time, the praises of the students of the Imperial College were overwhelming.

Some students who were aggrieved for a long time even provocatively said:

"Pei Manxilou, you said that you are self-taught. Coincidentally, our Xu Yinluo is also self-taught. I have to admit that you are very talented, but every mountain is as high as another mountain. The Xu Yinluo we worship is that you will never be able to mountains to cross."

Everyone immediately agreed.

Pei Manxilou was expressionless and speechless.

The boy with vertical pupils clenched his fists tightly, his facial muscles twitched, as if he wanted to kill, but tried his best to endure.

He was about to go crazy, the situation was very good, everything was going according to Brother Pei Man's plan, except for a few well-known and respected Confucian scholars who did not end well, none of the contemporary scholars was a match for Brother Pei Man.

Xu Qi'an, who only knew his name but never met him, actually thwarted Brother Pei Man's plan and made them fetch water from a bamboo basket in vain.

Huang Xian'er bit her lip, her charming eyes fluttered, she didn't know what she was thinking about.

It turned out that it was written by his elder brother. Xu Dalang was willing to hand over such a wonderful book to him. The relationship between brothers is deeper than I imagined... After Wang Simu was stunned, he was not disappointed. The relationship between Erlang and his brother is both emotional and gratifying.

Based on Xu Erlang's own ability alone, in his father's eyes, he was a little weak.But if he had a big brother behind him who advised him to do his best, his father would not despise Erlang.

Thinking of this, she glanced at her father quietly, and sure enough, Wang Shoufu stared deeply at Xu Erlang.

Wang Simu was secretly happy, and, with today's literary meeting, Erlang's reputation will also increase.

For a moment, Huaiqing couldn't help but want to turn her head to look at a certain guard behind her, but she controlled her impulse, stiffened her neck, and kept her sitting posture not understanding.

The curiosity in my heart then fermented, he actually knows the art of war?Book of war?Since I met him, I have never seen him express his opinion on the art of war. Is it Duke Wei who wrote the book?Pass it to Xu Erlang by his hand......

The wise eldest daughter of the emperor thought of more, she suspected that this book of war was written by Wei Yuan.

Huaiqing pursed his lips, and his eyes immediately fell on the book of war in Zhang Shen's hand. Those eyes, as cold as autumn water, were burning with a rare passion and desire for knowledge.

It's a book written by a dog slave... Framed with a framed smile like a flower, an oval face that is bright and charming, Xu Erlang is showing off, she just feels relieved that someone can finally suppress this arrogant savage, other than that, There is no more psychological feeling.

Suddenly hearing that the book of war was written by Xu Qi'an, the framed frame became exciting, her heart blossomed with pride and joy, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, she would be like a fluttering sparrow, chirping around Xu Qi'an.

The Taifu smiled gratifiedly, and his old face blossomed into a smile: "I am a great respecter of outstanding people, and there are still amazing juniors."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhang Shen who was like a sculpture, and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Jinyan, show me the book of war."

Zhang Shen suddenly came back to his senses, and sent the book of war to the Grand Tutor in the air.

Tai Tuo leaned on crutches, turned around and sat behind the desk, squinting his dim eyes, reading military books.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the Tai Tu, who had just read the first two articles, suddenly closed the book with a "snap", his excited hands trembled slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"This book must not be passed on, and barbarians are not allowed to copy it. This is my book of war, and it must not be passed on outside."

This.........

All of a sudden, the honorable generals, the students of the Imperial College, the academic masters of the Hanlin Academy, and of course Huaiqing and others, looked at the book of war in the hands of the Taifu, and became more and more coveted and longing.

............

The young eunuch rushed to the door of the bedroom, his eyes were bright, he did not lower his head as usual, but kept looking inside.

It shows the impatience and excitement in him.

The old eunuch tremblingly glanced at Emperor Yuan Jing who was meditating with his eyes closed, stepped back quietly, came to the door of the bedroom, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

The young eunuch whispered a few words.

The old eunuch suddenly opened his eyes wide, with an extremely complicated expression on his face. He lowered his head, returned to Emperor Yuan Jing, and said softly, "Your Majesty, old slave, I have something to report."

Emperor Yuan Jing didn't open his eyes, and simply said "um", showing a lack of interest.

"There was a new situation at the Wenhui. After Zhang Shen conceded defeat, Xu Nian, a scholar of the Imperial Academy, stepped forward and wanted to discuss the art of war with Pei Manxilou..."