After the fifteenth day of the lunar month, there are six or seven days before the great cold, and the first day of the 22nd year of the Eastern Yuan Dynasty is close at hand.

Shang Cheng still didn't go out, and he nested in the county uncle's mansion all day long. The two imperial doctors sent by the imperial court to Fangzhou to treat him also came back, and they would come to give him needles every day. The rest of the time he spent reading books and practicing calligraphy.

The book he was reading changed from "Jia Zi" to "Historical Records". This set of "Historical Records" was borrowed by him from Xiao Xu Guozi. Two days ago, Xiao Xu Guozi was celebrating his birthday at home, and because everyone was a neighbor near the door, he also sent him an invitation. The Xu family is not well known in the capital where the high doors gather, and the title of the founding prince who cannot be inherited is even less worth mentioning among the countless dignitaries, so the birthday banquet is basically all relatives and friends of the Xu family. Sending a merchant into an invitation was originally a formality, but he didn't expect him to go to celebrate his birthday, but he just ran to join in the fun. His arrival caught Xiao Xu's family off guard. The two second sons of Poyang Hou, who had just sent away Gu Shi to congratulate him, were talking with his relatives and friends in the same hall, and when they heard that he had entered the gate, they hurried out to greet him without saying a word of accusation. There were also many people in the hall who were two of Xu Guozi's colleagues in the Yamen of the Plains General, and when they heard that the new right adviser had joined the army, they all came out, and one or twenty people, large and small, old and young, were waiting at the middle gate, which startled the other guests. With such a situation, where can he sit and wait for the feast to begin? I had to drop the gift and drink a glass of water, and "borrowed" a set of "Historical Records" in Xiao Xu Guozi's study, as well as a few boxes of military books such as "Sun Tzu" or "Wei Yuzi", and came back happily.

Yes, he doesn't plan to return the books anymore. However, he didn't say this to others, but told Xiao Xu Guozi, "I'll pay you back after reading it." As for when the more than 100 volumes of "Historical Records" will be read, of course he will not say, and Xiao Xu Guozi naturally does not dare to ask.

With these twenty or thirty boxes of "Historical Records" engraved in the first year of the dynasty, the study looks a little better. But there are still too few books, and a set of "Historical Records" is not enough to fit into one large shelf, and the other three bookshelves are still empty. He wondered if he should take the time to go to a few bookstores and see if he could come across anything good, or simply pay some money to let the bookstore help him copy some books.

When he read the "Historical Records", he mainly read the biographies and books. He usually reads them as biographies and storybooks, and generally doesn't think much about them. Occasionally, I would flip through the military books I got back. These military books are concise and to the point, and they are catchy to read, but every word and sentence has to be repeatedly pondered to figure out the original meaning, which is also a kind of torture for him. Alas, did these ancient military strategists have to be so subtle and profound? For example, he is now holding a volume of "Wei Xuanzi" in his hand, which reads, "The old soldier is also a murder weapon, the fighter is against morality, and the general is also a dead official." The first sentence is straightforward and the third sentence is gloomy, but the second sentence is a bit thought-provoking, but he doesn't agree with the views in the book. He felt that it was indisputable that war did cause human and material damage to all parties involved in the war, but he felt that war and morality were linked, and he felt that it was nonsense. If anyone dares to say that he advocates the use of troops against Tuci is "against morality" and a violation of morality, he will give up more than 100 catties, and he must teach that guy to swallow back what he said!

He suddenly lost the mood to read.

He sat in his chair, book rolled in his hand, a mocking sneer on his lips, and stared at the table in distraction. His mood suddenly became extremely irritable. "The contender is against morality", these four words made his chest as heavy as pressing a stone. Alas, no matter what time it is, there are always some people who like to make simple things very complicated, to raise some commonplace truths to the level of philosophy, and to put the so-called moral shackles on the principles and actions that should be justified!

Contestants against morality? According to this reasoning, then he repeatedly made a move against Tu Quanci in Yanshan, which is a violation of morality, he is unjust, he is unkind, and it can even be said that he is committing **** deeds? Will the history books of the future record his perverse behavior and reckless military force? Fucking light!

He couldn't sit down anymore. He tore off his blindfold and stood up, walking around the room excitedly.

Contestants against morality? That's indisputable, what kind of fucking virtue is it? His wife, his unborn child, Uncle Zhuzi, Shanwazi, Shanwazi's daughter-in-law, and the dolls...... So many familiar relatives and faces, they, what are they? Also, the scars on his face count, the knife wounds, gunshot wounds and arrow wounds left by the war in dozens of places on his body, what is it? What the hell is this?

He walked faster and faster, his chest filled with resentment and rage, and he could barely breathe. His face was swollen red, and his eyes were as ferocious as a hungry wolf.

He jerked to his feet in front of the desk, grabbed his pen and ink, and quickly jotted down a passage in the margins of the book:

"What is war? War is the final form of the struggle between politics and diplomacy, the highest form of expression of both. It is the inevitable result of the phased development of human history, and the inevitable collision of the old and new order. It can't be avoided and inevitable! It is the only way for a great power to rise, and it is the inevitable external manifestation of the transformation of a country and a nation from rich to strong! It is the cornerstone of peace, it is the guarantee of peace, but! One by one, it is first and foremost the only ladder to peace! ”

After writing these, he still felt that his breathing was very unsmooth, the blood in his chest was churning, and the Venus in front of him burst out of each other, and he pulled out a large piece of paper casually, threw away the pen in his hand and replaced it with a large wolf hair, dipped it in ink full, and wrote four big characters on the paper:

"Contender for the national weapon"!

After writing, I still feel that I am still unfinished, especially the structure of the word "instrument" is rigorous and square, and the emotions that have been condensed for a long time cannot be played, and there is still a resentment in my chest and I panicked, so I added a few more strokes to the paper:

"Soldiers, state affairs, temple decisions, generals, decisive battles"!

The three columns of cursive are written in one go, and the dragon gallop python is unstoppable; Especially the right Ge of the last word "war", the fallen leaves are draped in discontinuity, the teeth and claws are like a leopard running tiger, the cold breath penetrates the back of the paper, and the killing breath breaks out of the paper!

He threw away his pen, didn't even look at it again, and went around the room again.

He's still having a hard time......

Li Feng said something outside the study.

He cursed impatiently, and there was no sound outside the door. What the hell, why is Li Bong on duty every day for the past two or three days? What about Duan Si and Gao Qiang, they are all dead?

After a while, there was two knocks on the door outside.

As soon as he was angry, he just had no place to vent, so he opened the door casually, and when he stared at the beads of his eyes, he was about to scold Li Feng with his head and face: "Are you tired of living......

Standing at the door was Wang Yi. Li Feng didn't go up the steps at all, and was about to watch the excitement seven or eight steps away.

Wang Yi had probably heard about Shang Cheng's anger, and seeing that Shang Cheng's eyes were not eyes and noses were blocking the door, he took half a step back first, and made a frightened look and wailed: "The general's subordinates are merciful!" One by one, Wang Yi is guilty, and he came to see the general! ”