Happy Little Scholar

Hearing her son-in-law calling her, the little maid ran in hurriedly, and soon walked out inexplicably.

"Where is this book of military tactics?" Li Xuan looked at Li Yi and asked in great surprise.

Speaking of classics and history, he might have a headache, but as for the art of war, although he had not practiced it personally, he had sufficient theoretical knowledge.

Thinking back to the past, he studied with more than ten princes and generals, and General Xue was the most strict with him. If he made a mistake, he would be severely punished, which directly led to his military tactics scores being higher than those generals. Although he was not familiar with all the military books in the world, there were not so many that he had not even heard of.

Since Li Xuan's curiosity had been aroused, it was impossible to cover up this matter. Li Yi sighed and said, "It's a long story..."

"Another bitter winter?" Li Xuan always felt that this routine was familiar, and blurted it out.

"No..." Li Yi shook his head and said, "It was a hot summer, even hotter than this year. One day at noon..."

Li Xuan looked at him and asked, "Then the old man left a few military books for you?"

"..."

Li Yi thought for a while and said, "If you don't believe it, I can change the story. How about changing the background to winter?"

Li Xuan nodded and said, "It's still winter. It's cold and snowy. The old man fell down at your doorstep due to hunger and cold. Later, in order to thank you for saving his life, he gave you such an important thing------it's easier to convince people to say it this way."

After the last two competitions, Li Xuan realized more deeply that Li Yi had read many books, so there were always so many strange ideas in his mind, he could write poems, understand the meaning of scriptures, and know that stones fell to the ground at the same time------even if he said that he really understood the art of war, what's so strange about it?

Li Xuan looked at him again and said, "The first round of the martial arts test this time is a battle formation deduction competition. The martial arts test is different from the civil test. We can't let those famous veterans take part in the test in person. Therefore, we have reached an agreement with Qi State that the people who take the martial arts test must be young. The second generation of generals have passed the age of thirty and do not meet the requirements. The youngest generation is about the same age as you and me, and few of them have been on the battlefield..."

Li Yi seemed to understand something, looked at him in surprise and asked, "Are you going to take part?"

Li Xuan sighed and said, "I don't want to either, but General Xue said that they won the civil test. If they lose the martial arts test, they will lose face. Put it aside, saying that I am better than those useless guys in their family. "

"Are you sure it's useful to read these things?" Li Yi looked at him and asked, "Which general got his fame from reading military books?"

Li Xuan shook his head and said, "There is no need to go to the battlefield this time. I think the Qi people are so confident that their opponents should not be simple. It's better to take a look than not to be optimistic."

Since Li Xuan said so, Li Yi couldn't refuse. "The Art of War" and "Thirty-Six Strategies" should be two of the most famous military books in later generations. The content is concise. Even if "Six Strategies" and "Three Strategies" are added, it is only more than 20,000 words. Now write it down for him and let him go back and think about it slowly.

"Xiao Huan, come in and grind the ink!" Seeing Li Yi take out the pen and ink, Li Xuan hurriedly shouted to the outside of the door.

"Grind it yourself!" Li Yi glanced at him and said unhappily.

This guy really doesn't regard himself as an outsider more and more.

The little maid poked her head out of the door and saw that the prince had not left yet, and curled her lips with some dissatisfaction.

The son-in-law had promised to teach her to play with a flower rope later, but now he didn't know when he would have to wait...

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"Warfare is the art of deception..., good!" Li Xuan had a deep knowledge of military tactics. While grinding ink, he watched Li Yi write. When he saw a certain part, he couldn't help but applaud.

But after a moment, he frowned and said, "The Art of War, why is it called The Art of War? Isn't this scolding yourself?"

He still believed that there was no heavy snow, and there was no old man who fainted at the door of Li Yi's house. He showed great confusion about Li Yi naming the book The Art of War.

"Then what do you think it should be called?" Li Yi asked casually.

In another world, the author of The Art of War was Sun Wu, a general of the State of Wu during the Spring and Autumn Period. It is not clear whether there is a person named Sun Wu in this world, but The Art of War is definitely gone. In this way, the name has no meaning, and it will make people feel strange.

"I think..." Li Xuan looked at the content on the paper, thinking for a moment, and suddenly pointed to a place on the paper and said, "This word is written wrong."

Li Yi looked at the place he pointed to, and then realized that he had written too hastily just now. He subconsciously wrote a simplified Chinese character, crossed it out, and wrote the current popular characters on it.

Li Xuan nodded and said, "Since this is completed by the two of us, why not call it "Li Zi Bing Fa"!"

Li Yi paused with the pen in his hand, looked up at him, and asked with an incredible expression, "Completed together?"

Li Xuan nodded, pointed to the place just now, and said, "I pointed out a wrong word for you."

After saying that, he seemed to feel that this was a bit inappropriate, and thought about it and said, "Of course, your contribution is greater, and your name can be written in front..."

Li Yi stood up from the chair after being stunned.

"Finished?" Li Xuan looked at him and asked.

"No." Li Yi shook his head, handed the pen in his hand, and said, "Here's the pen, you write it."

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"Son-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

When teaching the little maid to turn the flower rope, Li Yi sighed leisurely, causing her to blink her big eyes and ask curiously.

"A good person, I don't know who learned it from, how come he has become so shameless now?"

Li Yi was filled with emotion, thinking about how upright, pure, and... he was when he first met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

But what about now?

It won't be long before the generals of Jingguo and His Majesty the Emperor will be able to see "Li Zi's Art of War", "Li Zi's Thirty-Six Strategies", "Li Zi's Six Strategies", "Li Zi's Three Strategies", "How to Make Plums Taste Good", "One Hundred and Twenty-Eight Ways to Make Sugar-Roasted Chestnuts"... and a series of Li Zi's works.

Thousands of years later, when people are studying the brilliant treasures of ancient military cultural heritage and an important part of excellent traditional culture - "Collection of Li Zi's Works", they may also be able to imagine that in July of the second year of Jinghe, the famous poet, writer, playwright, inventor, military strategist of Jing State... single-handedly promoted the "major event" that has been controversial for nearly a thousand years, opening the prelude to a new era. He is known as one of the top ten people who have influenced the world since ancient times and is most likely to be a time traveler. What kind of ideological collision did the two enlighteners have to write such a magnificent work that has been passed down for thousands of years?

Of course, experts in this field will also discuss why there is a book called "How to Cook Plums Well" in "Collection of Plum Works" and why "One Hundred and Twenty-Eight Ways to Cook Sugar-Roasted Chestnuts" is not sugar-roasted plums, and the book does not really record 128 methods. Is this due to the negligence of the two or the omission of the book in the process of circulation...

"The flower rope is new, it becomes a square handkerchief, the square handkerchief is broken, it becomes a line pendant, the line pendant is messy..."

In July of the second year of Jinghe, when the little maid wrapped silk thread around her fingers and went to find a few familiar sisters to play this new game she had just learned, she would not have thought that whether "Flipping Flower Rope" was created by the maid in the great man's family would become a controversial issue for the world thousands of years later...

[ps: Let me explain, I am not writing a serious history. Whether it is the golden finger or the setting of this world, everything serves the protagonist. It is easy to watch, so there is no need to worry about certain details. If you can make readers laugh when they are busy or under pressure, I will succeed. 】