Ming Yulong nodded, although he had hidden Rong Yishen mysteriously for so long, and it turned out to be just such an ordinary thing, but he also wanted to teach himself the imperial art, so he didn't say anything else, but stood opposite, looked at the sand table and said:

"Let's start now, then."

She doesn't have much time, so she can only study quickly.

Rong Yi took a small wooden stick, took out the things he had just taken out, quickly laid out a terrain on the sand table, divided the soldiers in his hands equally between the two, and then said:

"This is my first imperial art question, the topographic map in front of you, each wooden man, representing a thousand soldiers and horses, each wooden horse, representing ten war horses, now you defend, I attack, you will ambush the soldiers and horses first."

After Rong Yi finished speaking, he glanced at her, "Do you understand what I mean?" ”

Ming Yulong nodded, "Of course I know that the soldiers and horses are ambushed, and they are put in the sand, so you don't see it, right?" ”

Seeing that she understood, Rong Yi turned around, walked to the side of the coffee table, and slowly began to brew tea, "After you are ambushed, call me." ”

Ming Yulong looked at the terrain on the sand table, it was a section of the southeastern mountain range of Tianyuan that she had read just now, she looked at the topographic map, slowly entered into contemplation, glanced at Rong Yi, and began to quickly lay out on the sand table.

After burying the soldiers and horses, she also wiped the sand on the sand table flat, so as not to be seen by Rong Yi.

"Alright."

Rong Yi poured two cups of tea, brought them over and handed them to her, "Are you sure it's been arranged?" ”

"Hmm." Smelling the long fragrance of green tea, Ming Yulong's brows also relaxed, and nodded, "You attack now." ”

Rong Yi's eyes swept slightly on the sand table, and only a moment later, he pointed out all the three places where she was ambushed, and the beautiful phoenix eyes smiled when she took out the last wooden horse,

"Annihilation."

There was no shame in his tone, and Ming Yulong did not quarrel with him as usual, this game made her understand that she was indeed very weak in the field of imperial art.

As a modern person, if it is not for professional needs, I will not have any contact with military warfare and national politics.

Compared with Rong Yi, the first son, who is known as an amazing talent, she is simply a rookie, and it only takes a little finger to bring her down.

But Ming Yulong will not be discouraged, blame himself, if he doesn't understand, just learn it, no one is born omniscient.

"Well, I really don't understand this, you explain it to me, how can you tell at a glance that I will ambush here?"

"Being open-minded and eager to learn is one of the few virtues you have." Rong Yi put one hand across his chest, and the other hand supported his chin elegantly, and a shallow smile bloomed on his lips, revealing a touch of lightness.

At this time, he didn't forget to tease her, Ming Yulong glared at him, "Then please appreciate my merits, hurry up and talk about how to solve this problem!" ”

Rong Yi smiled, and then explained to her.

He speaks at a fast or slow pace, explains clearly, and cites key examples to explain and analyze under what circumstances and how to deal with them.

It's like having a book that has been sorted out a long time ago, from broad to detailed, from complete to chapter-in-chapter, what was originally vague and profound, has become clear.