"The wisdom of a scribe and the bravery of a soldier?"

Luo Wen's words were full of doubts, and the word "soldier" was mentioned by Lin Qifeng again, which made his curiosity stronger and stronger.

Lin Madfeng glanced at Su Zhi on the side, and explained to Luo Wen: "The Soldier Continent respects the strong and the capable.

And the so-called strong and capable are nothing more than those who are strong in force or those who are wise.

The seven clans gradually evolved, and finally divided the way of civil and military affairs into two branches, one for the Wendao, according to the level and ability of the division, from the bottom to the top, for the gentleman, the strategist, the strategist, the minister, the minister, the minister, each level is divided into the upper and lower middle three grades, and then it is said that there are also the wise men of the level of the saint, but most of them exist in legends, and no one has ever seen them in the past hundred years.

The other is martial arts, the same level from the bottom up, divided into soldiers, soldiers, captains, military schools, generals, the pinnacle of the generals can be called "soldiers", each major level is divided into upper, middle and lower three levels.

Above the soldiers, it is rumored that he is a soldier immortal, but he has never reached it. ”

Lin Qifeng told in detail, Su Zhi listened with a light in his eyes, and Luo Wen was silent, bowing his head and pondering.

He was thinking about it, and felt that what Lin Madfeng said was a little mysterious and crazy, really saying this, this war for the continent is too amazing! Could it be that there is still some martial arts that fly away from the sky?

"Brother Lin, what you said really surprised me, I want to know what martial arts are, can you really fly to the sky, kill people for thousands of miles, and kill people with flowers?"

Ga!

Lin Madfeng was stunned, looked at Luo Wen dumbfounded, and said, "Brother, you're not dreaming, are you?" How can it be so exaggerated as you say, if you really want to think about what you said, I'm afraid that there should be immortals in this world.

The level of the warrior I am talking about is just the distinction and division of the abilities of the strong in the army, and the same is true of the Wendao level.

But then again, the strength of the martial arts master is indeed extremely strong, and the wisdom of the Wendao master is also unguardable and terrifying. ”

Luo Wen nodded at this time, and understood, it seems that this battle for the continent is still within the scope of his understanding, not some fairy tales.

The two were talking, and before they knew it, they were full of wine and food.

Lin Qifeng seemed to be in a hurry, and as soon as the meal was over, he urged: "Xiaowen, aunt, this meal is also finished, and the snow outside seems to have stopped, let's continue to hurry!" Otherwise, we'll just not be able to get to the place before dark. ”

Luo Wen looked at Guo inquiringly, and saw Guo nodding, so he agreed: "Okay, then let's go!" ”

Luo Wen helped Guo out of the door of the inn, but saw a piece of silver, without a trace, the green pines did not see the green, the mud road did not show color, the barren mountains were dressed in white, and the houses melted into the sky.

"It's snowing!" With the influence of the global greenhouse effect in his memory, Rowan lives in the south again, and when he has seen such a beautiful snow scene, he can't help but chant a long poem in his memory.

"Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom!"

"Such a snowy scene, evocative!"

"Haha, brother, I didn't expect you to be a great talent, such meaningful verses are really rare!"

Lin Madfeng half-squinted his eyes and savored it carefully: "Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom!" ”

"Good, good poetry, good poetry!"

Forehead! Luo Wen was pulled back to reality by Lin Madfeng's admiration, he looked at Lin Madfeng's exclamation that he didn't seem to be fake, and secretly said that this war on the continent will not have an era when great poets have emerged in the history of the ancient Chinese kingdom one after another!

"Brother Lin, what kind of great poets are there in the war for the mainland?"

"Of course there is." Lin Qifeng said several times in a row, but Luo Wen had never heard of half of it.

In this way, Rowan knew that the cultural precipitation of this war on the mainland really had nothing to do with the China in his memory.

"No, doesn't that mean ......"

Luo Wen's eyes lit up instantly, he stared at Lin Qifeng, and said in a slightly hurried tone: "Brother Lin, what are the outstanding tactics of war in this war for the mainland?" Or is it a book on the art of war? ”

"The Art of War? A book on the art of war? Lin Qifeng shook the cold light sword that was holding the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his face was inexplicable, "I haven't heard of it!" ”

"It is the wisdom and methods of leading troops to fight, as well as books such as judgments and summaries of the form of the battlefield!" Rowan added.

Lin Qifeng removed his right hand from the hilt of the sword, he rubbed his chin, and after a while, he said thoughtfully: "I seem to understand, you are talking about the wisdom of the people who are capable of literature and Taoism!" ”

"Wisdom Mind?" Rowan was puzzled.

Lin Qifeng said: "Yes, I think what you are talking about should be the wisdom of the mind, and the people who are capable of writing and Taoism each have their own wisdom and mind, which is used to lead the army to fight and plan the layout."

However, these wisdom methods are the lifeblood of each of them, and they have always been hidden and tucked away like a number of treasures, and it is absolutely impossible to share them with others. ”

Luo Wen nodded, but the whole person was still a little confused, so to speak, so many books on the art of war that he had written down in his head, such as "Sun Tzu's Art of War", "Liutao" and the like, plus the modern military tactics in his memory, wouldn't it be to turn the world upside down in this war on the continent......

Thinking about it, Luo Wen, who has always been calm, actually beat his little heart that was not angry.

While speaking, everyone had already walked out of the inn and arrived at the three-way junction a hundred meters outside the inn, which was where Rowan was about to leave.

"Brother Luo, Brother Lin!"

Su Zhi's eyes were reluctant, and with a hint of hesitation, he wanted to speak a few times and stopped.

Luo Wen saw that Lin Madfeng was like an arrow, and Su Zhi, the "contradiction" in this character who was both brave and unconfident, and not very assertive, was also helpless for a while, so it was inconvenient to say more.

After thinking about it, he finally patted Su Zhi on the shoulder and said, "Little brother, since you call me Brother Luo, when you leave, I will send you a word!"

Remember: your road, after all, still depends on your own to walk, others, no matter who it is, at most to play a role in guiding you direction, so whether your destiny and your ideals can be changed and realized, the real key factor is always in your own hands.

You yourself determine what kind of person you will be in the future, and decide whether you regret or rejoice when you are old and look back on your youth. ”

"Okay, I didn't see your father either, if I did, you said goodbye to him for me, Brother Lin, and my mother! We'll see you later. ”

Rowan smiled and patted Su Zhi again, who was a little immersed in his words.

While Lin Qifeng was surprised by Luo Wen's teachings to Su Zhi, he said to Su Zhi encouragingly: "Boy, I also want you to remember that when you figure it out and make up your mind, you can come to my New Dragon City to report, and I will be your introduction to join the army." ”

The words of the two seemed to be still echoing under the snow-covered empty mountain, and Rowan and his party had disappeared at the corner of the cliff not far away.

It's really "the mountain loop can't turn around, and there is a place for people to walk in the snow!" ”

Su Zhi stared blankly at the concave snow with only footprints left, and for a long time, he bowed fiercely in the direction that Rowan left! Then he turned around.

When I returned to the inn, I didn't want Cycad Mountain and Su Lu'er to be at the door.

Cycad Mountain's expression was as usual, but there was an inexplicable complexity in his eyes.

As for Su Lu'er, she looked at the place where Rowan and his party left, secretly lost her mind, didn't turn her eyes for a long time, and looked at it with cute and immature care, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Zhi'er, how many graces have sent it away?"

"Yes, Dad, when did you come back? Why didn't you send Brother Luo with me? Su Zhi asked.

Su Tieshan stroked his not long beard and said with a smile: "I came back just now, and I missed the time to send the two benefactors, but it doesn't matter, it's enough for you to send it......"

Su Zhi nodded, looked at his doting sister with a smile, and quipped: "Hey, silly girl, people have long left!" ”

"Ahh......h Brother, you bully people......" Su Lu'er, who came back to her senses, was angry, so she had to ask her father for help, "Dad, brother, he bullied me again!" ”

"You!" Su Tieshan sighed with emotion: "Your little bit of caution, your brother's elm head can be seen, not to mention your father and me!"

But didn't that Ron say he wanted to leave you a way to get in touch? Do you want it? ”

"Daddy......"

Su Lu'er was ashamed, turned around and ran back to the inner room.

At the entrance of the inn, the cold wind was blowing, and the Su father and son stood in the wind, but no one left first.

"Dad, I miss my ......"

"Have you decided? Zhi'er. ”

"Daddy!" Su Zhimeng raised his head and said solemnly: "Yes!" ”

Su Tieshan's face showed relief, "I heard everything you said at the banquet, I am very relieved, son, you have grown up......"

"Daddy, did you agree?" Su Zhi said in surprise.

"The road, you didn't walk it yourself, haha......" The cheerful voice slowly spread.

……

(To be continued)