Military Genius Came To Another World with Zizhi Tongjian

　　 The next day, 2:55 pm.

　　 "Mr. Cheng, this is the study of His Royal Highness Ilsa, please wait a moment, His Highness Ilsa will be here soon." The waiter who led Su Cheng into the study said to Su Cheng.

　　 "Okay, thank you very much!" Su Cheng thanked the waiter.

　　 Then, the waiter exited the study.

　　 After the waiter quit, Su Cheng was left alone in the room. Su Cheng, who was idle and bored, began to observe the room he was in now.

　　 Su Cheng will officially teach His Royal Highness Ilsa, the emperor's granddaughter today, and he is now in Ilsa's study.

　　 This study is not very big. There are many large bookshelves on the left and right sides of the study. There are 6 large bookshelves on each side, and each large bookshelf is filled with books.

There is a small round table and several chairs in the middle of the study room.

　　 Just as Su Cheng was looking around, the door opened suddenly.

　　 Su Cheng hurriedly looked at the door of the study, and found that the door of the study had opened a small slit, and a small silver figure flashed in through that small slit.

It is a cute little girl carved from pink jade, with long silver hair that looks very supple, and a pair of smart purple eyes, wearing a gorgeous and exquisite long dress, holding paper and pen in hand, flashing Looking at Su Cheng with smart eyes.

　　 is a cute little girl who can suffocate lolicons. Su Cheng silently commented on the little girl who entered the study.

　　 However, Su Cheng reacted very quickly. This little girl entered the study room specially prepared by His Majesty for his granddaughter Ilsa at this time, and then the identity of the little girl has already been revealed.

　　 The 6-year-old granddaughter loved by His Majesty Ilsa Augustus.

　　 "Good afternoon, Your Highness Ilsa." Su Cheng saluted Ilsa and greeted Ilsa.

　　 "Excuse me," Ilsa said in Nuonuo's voice, "Are you the teacher in charge of teaching me the art of war?"

　　 "Yes, I am the teacher of warfare of His Royal Highness Ilsa-Su Cheng, please get along with each other in the future."

　　As soon as Su Cheng's voice fell, Ilsa bowed and saluted Su Cheng, and said: "Hello! Teacher! I am Ilsa Augustus, and I will ask the teacher for more guidance afterwards."

　　 "You are polite, Your Royal Highness Ilsa." Su Cheng smiled.

　　 "That," Ilsa smiled heartily, "you don't need to call me your Royal Highness Ilsa, it sounds awkward, you can call me Ilsa, teacher."

　　 "Hey? Would this be a bit too rude?"

　　 "No, you will call me Ilsa from now on! If someone scolds you for this, you will respond to him: Ilsa asked me to say that!" Ilsa said cutely.

Originally, Su Cheng was still a little afraid that this little Lolita, who was so beloved by the emperor, would be spoiled with a princess disease, arrogant and defiant, but he did not expect that she was a very polite and approachable cute little girl, and she couldn't help but be right. Ilsa's favorability rose greatly.

　　 "Then...Ilsa?"

　　 "Hmm!" Ilsa nodded vigorously, "Just call me Ilsa."

　　 Su Cheng walked to the small round table in the middle of the study and sat down.

　　 "Then, Ilsa, please sit over here."

　　 "Good."

　　 Ilsa obediently walked to the small round table and sat opposite Su Cheng.

"Huh?" Ilsa looked at Su Cheng with empty hands and asked, "Teacher, didn't you bring any textbooks or teaching books? Teacher William, who taught history this morning, came here with a lot of books and textbooks. "

　　 "I don't need that kind of thing."

　　 Su Cheng smiled and nodded his head.

　　 "Knowledge is all with me, so I don't need to bring that kind of thing."

Before officially teaching Ilsa, Su Cheng decided to chat with Ilsa first, to get closer to Ilsa, and let Ilsa relax by the way, because Su Cheng also saw Ilsa. Now a little cautious.

　　 "Ilsa, you took William's history class this morning? How do you feel?"

"It's boring!" Ilsa puffed up her pink face cutely, "Ms. William has been talking there all the time, and I only listened from below. I almost fell asleep several times... I also took math class in the morning, math is so difficult and so boring..."

　　 Su Cheng quietly listened to Ilsa spitting out bitter water, and nodded with a smile from time to time.

　　 Slowly, Ilsa, who was vomiting bitterly, slowly relaxed, and the whole person was not as restrained as before.

　　 After a few minutes, Ilsa finally "vomited" all her "bitterness".

When Su Cheng saw that Ilsa had "vomited" all the "bitter water" and relaxed, he said, "It's really hard for you, Ilsa. Their teaching method is really boring. It."

　　 Su Cheng paused, then continued: "Ilsa, do you like to hear stories?"

　　 "Hmm! I like it! I like listening to stories best!"

　　 I think so, there are not many 6-year-olds who don’t like to hear stories. Su Cheng said silently in his heart.

　　 Long before Su Cheng came to Pendragon, he began to think: If I was chosen to be the warfare teacher of His Royal Highness Ilsa, how should I teach her?

　　 Before becoming a teacher, he started to think about how to teach. This may be very silly in the eyes of many people, but in Su Cheng's view, it is very necessary—precaution is always his habit of Su Cheng.

　　 Therefore, after a lot of thinking and meditation, Su Cheng decided to use his advantages flexibly.

　　 Su Cheng took a closer look at himself and found that he now has only two strengths-good at telling stories, and a good eloquence that has been tempered by telling stories for so many years.

　　 Therefore, Su Cheng decided to perfectly combine his two strengths with his teacher's profession!

　　He wants to teach His Royal Highness Ilsa by telling stories.

　　 "Ilsa," Su Cheng said with a smile, "I want to tell you a story, do you want to hear it?"

　　 "Hmm! I want to hear it!" Ilsa nodded expectantly.

　　 Su Cheng cleared his throat.

　　 "A long time ago, there was a king of a country. He was very kind, and he also advocated benevolence and morality. One day the enemy country came over. The king himself led the army to fight back the enemy's aggression."

"The two armies fought a duel near a river. The king's army was on one bank of the river, and the enemy's army was on the other bank of the river. The enemy's army quickly crossed the river and wanted to attack the king on the other bank of the river. The army."

　　 "A general beside the king said to the king: Taking advantage of the enemy's army is crossing the river halfway and reaching the middle of the river, we will attack now and we will definitely be able to win."

　　 "The king thought it was unkind and unkind, so he rejected the general's opinion and slowly waited for the enemy's army to cross the river."

"Soon, the enemy's army crossed the river and began to line up. The king's general came to the king again and said: Taking advantage of the enemy's army is not yet lined up, hurry up and attack, and you will be able to win. But the king is still there. Believing that it was unkind and unkind, he rejected the general's opinion, and slowly waited for the enemy's army to form a formation."

"Soon, the enemy's army lined up, and the king saw that the other side was lined up before attacking. The enemy's army was already stronger than the king's. When the two sides confronted each other, the king's army was defeated and defeated. Almost died there."

　　 "Then, Ilsa, after hearing this story, can you tell me what you think?"

　　 After telling stories for so many years, Su Cheng has already mastered how to tell a story well. In his rhythmic accent, Ilsa has already been fascinated by it.

　　 Now after hearing Su Cheng's question, he came back to his senses.

　　 "Ah, what do you think of me?" Ilsa tilted her head, "I think the king is too stupid. The battle that could have been won was abruptly lost."

　　 "Oh? Where is the stupid?"

　　 Ilsa tilted her head cutely again, thinking seriously there.

　　 And Su Cheng was not in a hurry, smiling and slowly waiting for Ilsa's answer, letting Ilsa think slowly there.

　　 After a while, Ilsa spoke:

　　 "I think this king is too humane and moral, so he has repeatedly let the opportunity pass, and finally led to his own failure. I think that on the battlefield, you should not be so benevolent and moral, as long as you can win."

"Ilsa, you are very good!" Su Cheng praised, "Through this story, I want to tell you a very important point in the art of war-the art of war is a deceitful method. Use any method you can think of. To deceive the opponent, so that the enemy cannot see our true intentions, disrupt the enemy's rhythm, so that he can win, so benevolence and morality are a taboo on the battlefield..."

　　 Su Cheng carefully explained the thought of "soldiers, tricks", and Ilsa also listened carefully, and took out the paper and pen she had brought, taking notes while listening.

　　 Soon, Su Cheng finished explaining the thought of "Soldiers, tricks too", and Ilsa also took down most of the paper notes.

　　 "Teacher Cheng, I feel that you are a little different from other teachers." Ilsa said excitedly.

　　 "Oh? Does it look different?" Su Cheng said jokingly.

"It's not just looks! Your teaching method is different from the history and mathematics teacher teaching this morning. The two teachers in the morning just talked dryly, and I just listened boringly below. Never interacted with me like you."

　　 "Hahahahaha." Su Cheng smiled, and then said, "Ilsa, if you like it. Okay, I'm going to tell the next story. Are you ready?"

　　 "Hmm!" Ilsa nodded vigorously, and looked at Su Cheng with expectant eyes, "Ready!"

　　......

　　 Outside the study room.

　　Su Cheng and Ilsa absolutely can't think of it now. At this time, outside the study room, the two people with the highest authority in the Britannia Empire are secretly hiding outside the study room, eavesdropping on the movement in the study room.

　　 However, to be precise, it should be someone who is eavesdropping, and another person is helplessly accompanying him.

　　 Emperor Ge Zewen put his ear on the door and listened carefully to the movement in the study.

"Haha," Ge Zewen stroked his beard and smiled so that his eyes were narrowed. "It seems that Su Cheng is a good teacher, and I am also fascinated by it. It seems that I have hired a good teacher for Ilsa. ."

　　 "Your Majesty." Jacob said flatly, "How do you say it is also the emperor of the Britannia Empire, please don't make any more indecent acts like eavesdropping."

　　 "Shut up! Although I am the emperor of the Britannia Empire, I am also Ilsa's grandfather! Being a grandfather cares about whether his granddaughter studies hard and is bullied by the teacher, isn't it normal?!"

　　 Looking at Ge Zewen who continues to eavesdrop on the movement in the study, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Jacob sighed helplessly.

　　Almost all the citizens of the Britannia Empire know how much His Majesty Gozewen loves his granddaughter Ilsa.

　　 When Ilsa was 4 years old, Ilsa’s father, the only son of Gozewen, proposed to Gozewen that Ilsa could begin to receive systematic education.

　　 But this proposal was rejected by Ge Zewen without hesitation.

"Ilsa is only 4 years old now! It is not yet the time to receive a systematic education! Before Illsa turns 6, I will let her have a good childhood!"-This was what Gozewen said at the time The original words of his son.

　　 Therefore, it was not until Ilsa was 6 years old, that is now, that Ge Zewen began to hire excellent teachers from all over the country to teach Ilsa.

However, although Gozevin loved Ilsa in every possible way, he never let go of Ilsa’s education and personality shaping. Ilsa’s father was not in Pendragon for many years, so Ilsa The reason why she has such a healthy and outstanding personality is basically the credit of Ge Zewen who has been with her for many years.

　　 At this moment, a guard ran to Ge Zewen with an anxious look, and whispered something to Ge Zewen in his ear.

　　 Ge Zewen's face changed slightly.

　　 After the guard said, he stepped aside.

　　 "What's wrong? Your Majesty." Jacob asked when he noticed the change in Ge Zewen's face.

　　 "Very bad news" Ge Zewen said solemnly. "There has been a peasant rebellion in the Earl of York, and the scale is not small."

　　 "Peasant rebellion?"

　　 Jacob narrowed his eyes, then turned his head to look at the door of the study where Su Cheng and Ilsa are now.

　　 There was a thoughtful look on his face.