Da Bong fights more people

Zhang Shen rolled his eyes:

"Aren't you a hooligan? I haven't led a soldier for more than 20 years, and I almost forgot what it's like to sleep on my sword. I'm still talking about it for more than 20 years. You talk about the art of war with me.

"Why don't you discuss the art of war with Wei Yuan. This old boy sits in the imperial court, and his secrets are all over the world. He has been strategizing for 20 years without stopping, and he is waiting for the day to accumulate a lot of money."

Pei Man Xilou smiled and said, "Sir, what you said, isn't it just a hooligan?"

The boy with vertical pupils couldn't help interjecting, and snorted coldly: "Why don't you let Brother Pei Man fight with the prisoner?"

This time, Pei Manxilou did not reprimand the boy, but asked with a smile:

"Then I won't ask for lessons on the art of war. In fact, the students have admired Mr.'s military books for a long time. I heard that he is proficient in the art of war. His book "Six Shus of the Art of War" has been widely circulated and praised by everyone.

"I'm a late student, but I also wrote a book on war. This book took several years. It not only incorporates the art of war of the Central Plains, but also the art of war of the barbarian cavalry. Please enlighten me, sir."

As he spoke, he looked at the boy with vertical pupils beside him.

Xuanyin opened the small wooden box at her feet, and took out a thick book: "Beizhai Bingjuan"

On Dafeng's side, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. They really didn't expect that this person was not only proficient in the art of war, but also wrote a book on war?

Scholars pay attention to the biography of books, and even highly educated people are very cautious about books.A book has been revised and revised for many years before it is released to the world and widely advertised.

As for some essays and notes, at this time, they are not actually called "books".

For example, Xu Qi'an read "Da Zhou Shiyi" in Yunlu Academy, which is just a notebook, not a book.

Therefore, everyone half believed Pei Manxilou's words.

The Tai Tu's face obviously darkened.

Wang Shoufu and other senior officials in the officialdom had serious expressions on their faces, and they had a bad feeling.

Out of respect for the book, Zhang Shen took it with extremely serious hands. The breeze from the lake blew, and the pages of the book rattled, and he quickly flipped through them.

Zhang Shen's complexion changed, everyone in the arena saw it, first they were stunned, then admired, and finally excited.

Pei Manxilou asked, "What do you think of this book, sir?"

Zhang Shen didn't answer right away, he pondered for a while, and sighed, "Wonderful."

"The whole book is divided into three volumes. The first volume, Art of War, discusses what is the art of war and what is war. Even those who do not understand war can understand what war is after reading it.

"The second volume discusses strategy. Soldiers are impermanent, and water is impermanent. The description is too good. Twelve strategies for attack are amazing.

"What's even more rare is the third volume, the intensive study of formations, which provides many formations for the combination of warriors and ordinary soldiers, which greatly maximizes the usefulness of ordinary soldiers."

Pei Manxilou is indeed an amazingly talented scholar. Zhang Shen lost the way of the art of war. Confucianism pays attention to clear thinking, and he can't do such things as a dead duck with a hard mouth.

Besides, losing the Wenhui, the most embarrassing thing is Emperor Yuan Jing and the court. Yunlu Academy has long been expelled from the court.

Zhang Shen sighed: "The old man's "Six Shus of the Art of War" is not as good as your "Beizhai's Art of War".

"It is said that the scholars of Yunlu Academy have a noble character and a well-deserved reputation."

Pei Manxilou smiled heartily.

Why did he choose Zhang Shen as a stepping stone?There are three reasons: Zhang Shen is famous enough; Zhang Shen has lived in seclusion for more than 20 years; Zhang Shen is a scholar of Yunlu Academy, who speaks directly from his heart and has guaranteed moral character.As long as his art of war can convince the opponent, he will not suppress it against his 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 boy with vertical pupils, hissed with a laugh: "It is said that Dafeng's literature is prosperous, and he is full of seeds for reading. It seems that he is not as good as my brother Pei Man. Brother, when you return to the north, you will be Xu Yinluo of our protoss." .”

He meant that Xu Qi'an was as much loved as he was.

Hearing this, the Guozijian students outside the arbor were ashamed and angry. They wanted to refute the scolding, but they felt ashamed to speak. The scolding would only make them more embarrassing. They gritted their teeth aggrieved.

The masters of the Hanlin Academy looked embarrassed.

In other fields of academics, they can still have back and forth discussions and debates. In this field, academic masters have never even been to the battlefield and have no right to speak. Talking about wars on paper will only make people laugh.

Huang Xian'er smiled coquettishly, she didn't know if she was happy or mocking.

"This essay has no meaning at all. If I had known about it, I wouldn't have come." A female family member complained.

They came here with anticipation and enthusiasm, and they wanted to see the barbarians suffer, not Yang Wu and Yang Wei, defeating Dafeng scholars.

Huaiqing sighed, she is a daughter, it is not easy to end in this kind of situation, otherwise she will hit a scholar in the face, and, on the art of war, she has only read some military books.

Then Pei Manxilou is the young master of the Baishou Department. He has been in battle for a long time and has rich experience. His level must be much higher than hers.

"Help me back!"

Holding the crutches, the Tai Tuo paused three times, and said with a low growl.

The old man looked disappointed.

In the bedroom.

The old eunuch ran in quickly, with a worried expression on his face.

The curtains were hanging down, on the couch, Emperor Yuan Jing glanced at him, but didn't speak.

The old eunuch said in a low voice: "Zhang Shen, I'm convinced!"

"Snapped!"

Emperor Yuan Jing threw the book on the old eunuch's face.

On the bank of Luhu Lake, in a pergola.

Pei Manxilou bowed in all directions, with a gentle smile, showing no arrogance in victory or discouragement in defeat: "Thank you for your advice, Dafeng is indeed a place of prosperous literature and Taoism, which makes people yearn for it."

These words were heard in the ears of everyone, as if they were mocking, no, this is mocking.

Taifu's face sank like water, and he quickened his pace.

The princes got up one after another, left the desk silently, and planned to leave.

"Tuk!"

The sound of the wine glass being placed on the table was a bit heavy, which attracted the attention of the people around.

Xu Erlang stood up gracefully, and said loudly: "My elder brother has a poem: "Be patient and watch the child become a new favorite, and go to the ring when you are angry."

The sound spreads.