I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

After two full days, the battle report of Shamankou appeared on Han Qingzhu's desk.

A small fort, under the premise of support, defeated a 500-man Xuanzi army of the barbarians. According to common sense, it is not qualified for the military minister to personally pass the goal.

But the special thing is the battle loss ratio.

"Our army went out with 600 soldiers, and lost one master at the Enlightenment Realm, forty-eight Confucian scholars at the Poetry Realm, and 170 Confucian students at the Writing Realm."

"There are two barbarian generals in the array, and there are a total of 508 barbarian troops below the ninth, eighth, and seventh ranks of the barbarian generals."

"In this battle, wipe out the invading enemy!"

Han Qingzhu took a breath of air-conditioning lightly, one to three!

This is the best battle report since the death of Martial God.

No, even in the Martial God Dynasty, only those few elite legions nourished by the strong national fortune can achieve such results.

"The patrol envoy Zhe Yue used the 'Art of War to Conceal the Sky' to hide our army's traces, so that the barbarians were unaware and unguarded."

"At the moment of the battle, our army performed the attack and kill in a face-to-face posture with mental calculation and inadvertently, and instantly grasped the advantage on the battlefield."

"In this battle, the patrol envoy will be the first to record the merit!"

Han Qingzhu gently closed the battle report, and picked up another Jade Slip at hand, which was sent together with the battle report, and it was Zhe Yue's private letter Jade Slip.

"The humble staff comprehended the art of 'concealing the sky' from "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"."

"This method is similar to Illusion Art. It can be used in a wide range of troops. Sneak attacks are the most effective."

"The battle of killing barbarians is exactly the use of this art of war. However, the low-ranking mortal energy reserve is too low, and it can only cover more than 600 people. If it can cover thousands of people, I think it can change the situation of a local war."

Han Qingzhu put down the private message Jade Slip and chuckled.

After all, it is a child, or a little naive.

An illusion is an illusion, and the essence of things does not change. It may be feasible to hide hundreds or thousands of people, but an army of tens of thousands of people, even if it is covered by military tactics, will still be exposed by some details.

However, if the team is divided into small teams of 500 to 1,000 people, and a sneak attack is carried out, and then combined with the heroic spirits of the battle, it is not without success.

Concealed troops, using darkness against light, combining hiding and attacking, flexible and mobile!

Plan to pass!

The soldier company hastily shouted: "The orderly soldier!"

An orderly soldier walked into the meeting hall and saluted, "Here comes the humble post!"

"Decree the nine towns in the Northern Territory, all the troops will be led by colonels and generals, organize to study "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", especially the Battle of Guandu, and understand the art of war!"

"Anyone who has a successful comprehension, report it quickly!"

...

In the beautiful scenery of Zhongjing City, there is one emerald, two sleeps and three nothing to find.

This is a Zhongjing slang, and I don't know who spread it, but it actually refers to the three streets in Zhongjing.

Cuiyu Street, Mianliu Street, and Wumi Street.

On Cuiyu Street, in Chunlaifang where the princes and nobles gather, the eldest ladies of the official families are naturally invisible to others, but those maids of all colors who are thin and fat are also eye-catching.

Mianliu Street, as the name suggests, is a street of brothels. The famous eight major brothels in Beijing are located on this street, and the most popular among them is Linglonglou, which is often visited by Chen Luo.

The third street is Wumi Street. Chen Luo has always heard about it, but he has never been there.

The so-called Wumi means to find everything.

Here, rouge gouache, pearl hairpin jewelry, inner and outer new clothes are exclusively sold...

Well, a street of women's products.

It is cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, but this Wumi Street is full of red, green and green eyes, the sound of Yingying and Yanyan, and the fragrance of all kinds of flowers, just like spring returning to the earth.

Unfortunately, men are not allowed to enter this street.

Looking at the backs of Cheng Diefei and Luo Hongnu, Chen Luo sighed.

When going out, there are beauties on the left and right, what a scenery.

In a blink of an eye, I was alone, sighing in vain.

"Didn't you say to go out with me to relax? How did you go shopping?"

Chen Luo shook his head.

In the matter of shopping, straight men can only be eternal losers.

Senior sincerely does not lie to me.

But in such an environment, straight men will always maintain the purest faith.

You can be unkind, but I can't be unrighteous.

I wait!

Chen Luo looked around, the teahouses at this street were already full, but there was a row of chess players squatting or standing along the road.

It's a good place to spend time.

Chen Luo naturally doesn't know how to play chess, but in order to embellish his face, he specially exchanged the Go skills of the "black and white pieces" in Xiaoao Rivers and Lakes from the good fortune flower garden before. It should be no problem to deal with these wild chess players standing on the street .

...

Chen Luo walked all the way, and these chess and chess stalls were quite popular, but there was a stall in the corner that was empty. Chen Luo stepped forward and saw that the chess and chess entry was interesting——

"Ten taels of gold if you lose chess, and a sentence if you win chess."

Of course, this is said to the chess players who want to play chess. It means that if the chess player who comes to gamble loses, he will give the stall owner ten taels of gold. If he wins, the stall owner will give the chess player a word.

Compelling style is high, the problem is that you are going to starve to death like this Dage!

Chen Luo took a look at the other party, dressed in coarse linen, he couldn't tell his age, he seemed to be in his twenties or thirties, and he seemed to be in his forties or fifties, with a faint smile on his mouth, he was also sizing up Chen Luo.

Chen Luo shook his robe, sat on the small stool prepared by the other party, and asked, "Everyone asks for gold, I don't know if what you say is what I need."

The stall owner's face remained unchanged, and he said: "If you win, I will lose."

Chen Luo frowned.

interesting.

Zhongjing is so big, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, maybe the opponent is a master.

It doesn't matter if he's a liar, just catch him and beat him to death.

Chen Luo patted the storage order, and Chen Luo took a gold ingot and put it on the small wooden board of the chess stand.

The stall owner didn't talk nonsense, and reached out his hand to signal Chen Luo to hold the black first. During this time, an awe-inspiring aura emerged spontaneously, making Chen Luo seem to see the elegant and ancient style passed down from the family.

Chen Luo also put away his playful heart, picked up the white chess piece, and dropped it on the plate. The stall owner didn't even think about it, and pointed like a flying lightning, and quickly made a move. The two sides played against each other for less than a cup of tea, so Chen Luo conceded the defeat.

The stall owner quietly put away the deposit gold ingot, and arched his cupped hands to Chen Luo. Chen Luo was not angry, but took out another ingot of gold and put it on the small wooden board.

Compared with playing chess, Chen Luo is more interested in this stall owner.

"What's your surname?" Chen Luo picked a corner with his hand, trying to prolong the game.

"Fang!" The stall owner replied casually, and also dropped a piece, facing Chen Luo.

Chen Luo was slightly taken aback: "Mozhou Fang?"

The stall owner shook his head: "That's the side of Xu Sheng's direct lineage. I'm not from Mozhou, but from Yuezhou."

Chen Luo nodded slightly. The Fang family has one master and two divisions, both in Mozhou, and there is no prominent Fang family in Yuezhou.

"Sir, do you have a job on weekdays?" Chen Luo asked again.

"It used to be the teacher of a wealthy family. Recently, the son of that family fell into a well and died. I was worried that the master would pursue him, so I came out to hide for a few days."

Chen Luo was taken aback, this kind of thing, just tell me directly, is that okay?

"I see that the master is very good at chess, so I can recommend one or two." Chen Luo always felt that the other party was not a simple person, so he planned to establish a friendship first.

Anyway, it's just spending some gold, it's okay!

The stall owner smiled slightly, paused Luozi's hands slightly, and saluted Chen Luo cupped hands: "Thank you. But the owner still has a son, so I still have to teach him."

Hearing this, Chen Luo thought it was the other party's refusal, so he didn't say any more. Just as he was about to make another move, there was a sudden commotion at Wumi Street. Chen Luo looked sideways and saw a group of soldiers He ran over and surrounded the intersection of Wumi Street, and then saw a pale and vain man being carried by four strong women in a soft sedan chair.

Chen Luo was about to get up, when the voice of the stall owner rang out: "That man is Jiang Yudai, Lord of the Lord, his mother, Song Xiner, is the queen's handkerchief, and her grandfather is the queen's teacher, who died giving birth to him thirty years ago. Before he died, he entrusted the queen to take care of him, and was adopted by the queen as his foster son."

"Be more ruthless, more domineering. You can't afford it, don't provoke it."

"When Jing Zhaoyi comes, he will naturally be cured."

Chen Luo shook his head slightly: "I have a female family member in Wumi Street, I have to go and watch." After speaking, he got up and walked over.

...

"My lord, my lord, this street is ordered by His Majesty, and men are not allowed to enter!" The guards guarding the street blocked Jiang Yudai's way. Jiang Yudai waved his horse whip, pulled the guards away one by one, and said angrily: "I just carried it back. My concubine escaped, so she fled into Wumi Street!"

"Give the people inside half a stick of incense to come out on their own. After half a stick of incense, Ben Hou will go in and search."

Hearing Jiang Yudai's words, everyone frowned slightly, but at least they gave the women's families half a stick of incense time, so they couldn't say anything, they just looked at the street entrance, hoping that people would come out quickly, so as not to cause trouble.

Chen Luo naturally also came to the intersection. He knew his family affairs from his own family. He must have offended the queen to death because of the abolition of the crown prince not long ago. Now that he will run into this adopted son, it would be better for him not to provoke him.

To be honest, a concubine is originally a slave, and it is a serious crime to run away from the master's house. Although Jiang Yu took the street to search for people, although it was a bit excessive, but from the perspective of the Great Mysterious Law, at most it was domineering, and there was really no crime.

Chen Luo was thinking about it, Wumi Street was already in chaos, countless female family members ran out from it, some of them seemed to be still trying to wear hairpins, their hair was out of shape and loose at the moment.

Chen Luo quickly found Cheng Diefei and Luo Hongnu in the crowd, went up to them, and pulled them to his side. The two of them were in good spirits, but there was a little resentment on their faces that they had been interrupted from shopping. Chen Luo patted the two of them lightly, and said, "Okay, okay, let's go home first, and we'll just go shopping next time."

The two women had no choice but to nod, and when they were about to leave with Chen Luo, a woman's wail suddenly came from Wumi Street.

Chen Luo turned around and saw a little girl about 15 or 16 years old, who was roughly pulled out of the crowd by a soldier by her hair, and thrown in front of Jiang Yudai, saying: "Master Hou, this girl wants to take advantage of The crowd fled and was discovered by subordinates."

Jiang Yudai got off the horse and suddenly kicked the woman hard in the face. The woman flew out and landed not far from Chen Luo.

The woman opened her eyes angrily, and met Chen Luo's eyes, only to hear the corners of her mouth quiver slightly, as if she made a cry for help: "Help..."

"puff!"

Before the word "fate" fell, there was a sound of wind, a sharp arrow shot from the woman's cheek, and shot out from the temple on the other side, instantly bright red blood flowed all over the ground.

"Ah!" Suddenly there were exclamations.

Chen Luo's heart shook suddenly at the moment when the woman's head was shot through by a sharp arrow. He looked at Jiang Yudai angrily, and the bowstring in Jiang Yudai's hand was still ringing slightly at this time.

Jiang Yudai seemed to have sensed it, and looked at Chen Luo who was glaring at him, with disgust in his eyes.

"Wan Amber? What a coincidence!"

"This Marquis killed his family's slaves, are you not convinced?"

"Daxuan's laws have been established. If you kill a slave without permission, you will be fined 10,000 yuan in silver. This Marquis will go to Jingzhao Mansion to accept the punishment!"

Jiang Yudai pulled the stiff rope, walked in front of Chen Luo, stopped in front of Chen Luo for a while, and said to Chen Luo——

"It's a pity, your "Lovesickness Order", that bitch sang it very well!"

After speaking, Jiang Yu took his horse and left.

Cheng Diefei and Luo Hongnu grabbed Chen Luo's arm tightly.

...

In the distance, the stall owner Fang put away the chess booth and lowered his head, as if he didn't see anything that happened just now.

Finally, he finally raised his head, and through the crowd, he seemed to see the woman lying on the ground.

"Master Fang, when can Yu'er leave Wanghou?"

"Master Fang, Yu'er is envious of those chess pieces, because they are always in your hands."

"Master Fang, Yu'er wants to be your pawn!"

The stall owner turned around and walked towards the sunset in Zhongjing.

On that booth, there was a white chess piece that was supposed to kill the second game.

A deep sigh passed away with the wind.

"You did very well……"

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