Li Shimin glanced at Li Ji, turned his head and looked at the third elder of the Cheng family, who had just been in the company for more than half a year.

"That's true, but it's really not easy for you to win Li Qing...... Come on, come on, the old man will give you a hand. ”

"It's better for the little nephew to be respectful than to obey his fate, I don't know which side you choose, uncle?" Cheng Chubi can really be said to be a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and he is not stage frightened at all.

Li Ji, who had already lost two games in a row, handed the long pole to Li Shimin with some obscurity, and after thinking about it, he couldn't help but mutter.

"Your Majesty, be careful, although this kid has never been on the battlefield, he still has the ability to talk on paper."

“？？？” Cheng Chubi's face turned black directly. God is talking on paper, and Lao Tzu is not Zhao Kuo.

However, for the sake of the elder who was obviously anxious and wanted to hit someone, Cheng Chubi decided to forgive him for this little disrespect.

Also, it is common for old men to squat on the side of the road to play chess, and the spectators are red-faced and red-faced, even if they lose in a hurry.

Cheng still remembers that when he was upstairs in the school dormitory, he could occasionally see him under the nearby overpass.

Those old chess players went from moving their mouths to their hands for the sake of a son's dispute. Tut-tut...... Very imposing and energetic.

Therefore, the experience of life is the trajectory of people's growth.

To see more about the wind and rain in society, you must learn to ride on the wall and bend down, and you must know how to wind on both sides.

Hearing Li Ji's words, Li Shimin became more and more interested. "It's okay, I'm still worried that my opponent is too weak, come ......

The old man is like Li Qing, picking Gu Hun. ”

"If you use my Datang, even if you win your kid, I'm afraid you won't be convinced."

The spring breeze blows, the war drums beat, and the war games deduce who is afraid of whom. This time, Li Ji became a referee, responsible for recording and scoring.

And Cheng Chubi, the white ding on the battlefield, started a sand table duel with Li Shimin, the emperor immediately.

At the beginning, Li Shimin was violent, commanding Tuyuhun's army, attacking and fighting all the way.

And Cheng Chubi was completely at a disadvantage, but with the development of the war, Li Shimin suddenly noticed a problem.

Every time, I see that I can get a hearty victory, but this kid is calm and afraid.

will always throw down the bait in time, or it is very decisive to break the tail to survive, and save a few key points in Longxi.

insisted on the arrival of reinforcements, and then, the kind of concentrated superior forces that Li Shimin expected did not appear.

This kid is outrageously steady, even as the battle progresses, this kid is not attracted by the bait thrown by Li Shimin.

It was a steady and steady step by step pressing, and in the end, Li Shimin could only take a long pole with a black face and pestle the ground to show that he would admit defeat.

However, Li Shimin quickly recovered, stroked his long beard, and looked at Cheng Sanlang, who was trying to deduce war games for himself and overturn the two famous generals.

"This kid really has two brushes, but the old man thinks that this kid has a problem with soldiers."

Seeing on the side, Li Shimin could only throw a pole to admit defeat, and Li Ji, who was finally in a slightly calmer mood, couldn't help but be a little stunned when he heard this.

"Is there a question about the use of soldiers? Why did Your Majesty say this? ”

Li Shimin shook his head slowly, and then decided to empathize with him.

"It's hard to describe, we have to see again. Come to Cheng Sanlang, change the old man to command the Tang Dynasty, and you will command the Tuyuhun soldiers and horses? ”

Li Ji soon saw another wonderful fight, and what surprised him the most was Cheng Sanlang's retreat after the arrival of reinforcements from the Tang Dynasty.

Every time he retreated, he would not hesitate to sacrifice the least amount of space and time to escape.

In the end, this kid was not completely annihilated by His Majesty's sharp soldiers, and finally led a small number of soldiers and horses to escape from the land of Longxi.

Although Li Shimin won this battle, he didn't have much joy on his face, but raised his brows and looked at Cheng Chubi carefully.

Seeing it, Cheng Chubi twisted his neck a little uncomfortably. "Could it be that there is something wrong with the little nephew?"

"The old man thinks about you, Fang Cai, what kind of mood are you in when you are in the war game?"

"Mood?" Cheng Chubi was a little confused, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally gave an answer. "I'm happy to win, but I'm not happy when I'm losing."

"Nothing else?"

"Something else?" Cheng Chubi looked at Li Shimin in confusion. What else could there be?

"Oh yes, the little nephew is deeply admired by your superb command skills uncle, and the big opening and closing really makes the little nephew feel like he is trapped in a sea of swords......

Looking at Cheng Chubi's sycophant words as soon as he opened his mouth, Li Shimin and Li Ji, the two old men, had black lines on their faces.

Fortunately, Li Shimin is not good after losing after all, after all, it will be mistaken by others to think that his majesty the Tang Emperor can't afford to lose.

Even after losing, he beat the art of war to outperform his juniors, hmm...... It's too cheap and too humiliating.

Li Shimin said with disgust. "Less nonsense, the old man let you say that the mood didn't let you slap the sycophants."

"Mood?" Cheng Chubi was confused. Should I be in the mood?

Is this mood depressed, depressed, excited, joyful? Guy, do you want to give me a hint?

Seeing Cheng Chubi's stunned appearance, Li Shimin was really powerless to complain, so he could only wave his hand helplessly.

"Alright, you're a good kid, huh...... You've worked hard for the past two days, so let's go back and rest first...... This sand table and war game deduction, the old man will not express it first. ”

"Wait until these good things are handed over to Wei Guogong, and then the war is over."

Cheng Chubi left the courtyard in a daze, and he didn't understand what Uncle Li meant.

It's a good thing to be able to go home, and Cheng Chubi is not happy to squat with these two moody Uncle Li.

Li Ji was also just now, he was not happy to let him pick Tang Jun, and he was not happy to win, what kind of person.

Can't you happily admit that your wargame deduction skills are not as good as mine?

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"Your Majesty, what do you see?" When Cheng Chubi left the courtyard, Li Ji said to Li Shimin.

Li Shimin took the pole and pointed to the sand table where the general trend had been decided and the victory had been divided. "This kid gives me the feeling that he really treats military affairs as a game."

Li Ji was slightly stunned, and then came to his senses. "Your Majesty's meaning, the minister understands."

Li Shimin's hand patted the sturdy wooden edge of the sand table, thoughtfully.

"I look at Cheng Saburo's chess style, which is no longer described as steady, but should be said to be that this kid really treats chess pieces as chess pieces.

He didn't think about the deaths and injuries of his soldiers, but only about the outcome of the game. ”

Hearing Li Ji's words, he stroked his long beard and thought it was true. "It seems that this kid is another Zhao Kuo."

“……”

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