Fools are stupid.

There was a palm-sized field in the backyard, and there was indeed a broken stable and a cage of chicks, but the cage of chicks was the woman's property, and had nothing to do with him.

The woman had always been vigilant, and always thought that a thief would come to the ruined courtyard and steal her chickens by the way, so she sat at the door all day to guard against thieves, and if she were taught to know that the little maid had taken her chickens and boiled them into a soup of meat, and entered the temple of the fool's five organs, the consequences would be unimaginable.

When I thought of the woman's posture of sitting at the door and scolding the street, the fool had a headache, and the battle was really like a river, and the foam was flying.

After a while.

The fool held his stomach, crying and laughing, it was impossible to spit out the chicken in his stomach, so he was ready to be scolded! Tear off a corner of the straw mat and knead it into two small balls, trying to stuff it into your ears.

"Hou Zi doesn't have to be like this."

At this time, the little maid raised her head, blinked timidly, held down the fool's ear-plugging hand, took out the straw mat ball in the fool's hand and threw it in the corner, took out a pair of brand-new warped shoes from the bamboo basket behind her, smiled, buried her head, and said softly while changing the wet shoes for the fool:

"Don't worry, Houzi, I caught the chicks with Aunt Wang. Aunt Wang has a good heart, knowing that Hou Zi's study is difficult and ...... He is growing his body and needs to eat meat, so he didn't make it difficult. ”

Xiao Yu is the name of this little maid, the cheap girl has no surname, and she is twelve years old.

The red sunset poured in through the window, shining on a master and a servant, and the foolish old god sat there, with the harmless smirk of the man and beast on the corner of his mouth.

The little maid's waist was so thin that she couldn't hold it, and the skin on her neck was clear and tender, three points whiter than the little white bird that a fool had picked up in the tree the day before, and her black hair was extremely long, and because the untouchables could not pull her bun, she hung straight down, and drained down along her upright little ass until the crook of her legs, and half of it dragged to the ground.

"Xiao Yu, where's your ribbon?" After looking at it for a while, the fool's eyes were a little straight, his mouth was a little dry, and he asked in a daze.

"Lost, lost. Please punish Hou Zi. ”

Xiao Yu's whole body trembled slightly, and a trace of flushing appeared on the back of his neck, thinking, "What is Hou Zi looking at me?" What was he looking at? ...... with straight eyes, "twisted his waist uneasily, but his hands didn't stop, and he quickly changed his shoes for the fool."

The girl was precocious, and the little maid's face was as red as a ripe apple, but she misunderstood, the fool was not looking at her slender and graceful body, but kept thinking about where her ribbon went. That draping tassel was her birthday not long ago, and the gift given to her by a fool would not be easily lost?

"Hou Zi rests early."

Xiao Yu waited for a while, but the fool didn't speak, but saw that she was panicked, so she blushed, bowed to the fool with her hands, and then picked up the empty bowl on the case, and gently retreated out of the room.

It is only in this little maid and the mute coachman that the fool will feel the respect that the world deserves for him, and it may be more appropriate to say that respect is a little too much, and perhaps it is more appropriate to take care of it carefully.

As soon as the little maid left, the room slowly became cold.

The fool opened the dark compartment of the low case, stretched out his finger to the little bird that had not yet opened its eyes, and felt the finger approach, and the little bird chirped, pecking hard at the chaff grains on the fool's finger.

After feeding the birds, the fool stood up silently, closed the door, and lay down on the sour grass couch, with his eyes open and his shoulders hugged, watching the spiders crawl around on the roof.

It wasn't until the pretty little spider had managed to weave a new web in the corner of the house that the fool turned over, went to the straw mat and sat down, stretched out his finger and dipped it in the cooled tea bowl, sank his mind, and waved his finger on the table.

Ji Lie.

As the name suggests, the word is strong.

At this moment, the fool's eyes were as bright as stars.

Ji Lie, the son of Ji Di, the twenty-fourth monarch of Anguo, and the little marquis of Song State, is eleven years old and has been stupid for eleven years. In fact, only Ji Lie himself knows that he is only stupid until he is eight years old, and on a stormy night three years ago, a fool is not stupid.

However, as we all know, the son of the little marquis of the Song Kingdom is a fool, and there are more fools in the world, but there is only one fool who is not stupid, and being stupid or not is the most painful, and it is a ridiculous and painful thing to let a person with a normal mind stay stupid.

In the past three years, he has not tried to tell others that he is not stupid, but when he stood in front of the little maid as a normal person, the scene he saw made him unforgettable. At that time, the little maid's eyes lit up instantly, and then, looking at him fixedly, the bright eyes slowly dimmed, she lowered her head with tears in her eyes, knelt silently in front of him, shook her head slowly, and didn't say a word. The next day, his coachman disappeared all day, and when he returned late at night, his tongue was missing!

Since then, the fool has been completely stupid.

How long have you been stupid?

Ji Lie didn't know, Ji Lie only knew that the whole country, except for his coachman and maid, no one didn't expect him to be stupid, as if it was natural for him to be stupid, and only when he was stupid could he be peaceful.

This is ridiculous, but this is the case, everyone knows that Anguo's neighbor Song Manzi is not easy to mess with, he married his daughter in the first place, and married the monarch instead of the prince, what kind of kindness can this have? Fortunately, his daughter was born a fool, and a fool can bring a lot of trouble, and at the same time, it can also save a lot of trouble, such as becoming the king of a country.

So, Ji Lie had to be stupid.

It is difficult for the people to be angry, and it is difficult for the people to disobey their wishes, can they only accept their fate?

Ji Lie cracked his mouth and smiled.

Perhaps, there are exceptions......

Ji Lie smiled again, compared to Fang Cai's smile, the stupidity and bitterness at the corners of his mouth were gone, replaced by determination and perseverance.

The night was up, and there was no dinner.

Ji Lie climbed onto the straw couch and sat cross-legged against the uneven yellow mud wall, staring at the back window diagonally opposite with a pair of bright eyes.

He's waiting.

The moonlight shakes the window and sparse the shadows, and everything is silent.

The entire Shaotai City is quiet, only the lights of Miyagi and the wine shop "Cloud Sparrow" are still on.

"Goo-goo-goo......"

A strange bird call came into the dim room, and when he heard the bird call, Ji Lie's eyes flashed, and he stood up and came to the window to listen.

"Goo, goo......"

The bird's call continued, quite rhythmically, one long and two short, as if calling and urging.

Ji Lie jumped down, walked to the front window, pushed open a crack, and peeked into the courtyard, the courtyard was quiet, there was no movement, the east light had long been extinguished, and there was a faint sound of rolling snoring, thinking that the woman had fallen asleep.

Ji Lie smiled, came to the back window lightly, pushed open the broken window that was not firmly covered, and jumped down briskly, the outside of the house was white, and the cold moon caged the world in a sparse and misty way.

Behind the house is the backyard, although the courtyard wall is low, but it is still three times higher than Ji Lie, but this is not difficult for him, holding a crooked neck locust tree to climb up, climbing the wall, swishing, jumping down.

The movement is light, like an ape.

Ji Lie ran in the vast moonlight, his wide robe and big sleeves fluttering with the night wind, and the birdsong in front of him continued to lead the way, and he chased the birdsong farther and farther.

After running for half an hour, the birdsong stopped abruptly, and after this burst of running, Ji Lie's face was flushed, his chest couldn't help rising and falling, his heart was pounding, but his expression was extremely happy.

At this time, he came to a dense bamboo forest, the moonlight shook the bamboo shadow, the misty was extremely quiet, at the end of the bamboo forest, there was a snow stream flowing silently in the moonlight, and there was a flat grass on the side of the stream, and a man in black stood with his back to him.

The moon is in the sky, and the quiet stream is graceful.

The man in black stood quietly by the stream, as if listening to the sound of the stream flowing, and the soft night breeze raised the sword spike on the shoulder of the man in black, like catkins in spring, and as if it was cold snow in winter.

Ji Lie stepped forward and gave a deep swipe to the man in black who was not tall, and then silently picked up the package on the ground, opened it, and took out a set of arrow-sleeved narrow clothes from it. took off the wide robe and big sleeves, changed into a strong and narrow suit, pulled out the two-foot iron sword inserted in the grass, and slammed it towards the man in black again.

From beginning to end, Ji Yeol didn't say a word.

The man in black stood with his back to him, not looking back or speaking.

It's quiet, so quiet that only the heartbeat and the sound of the stream. At the moment when Ji Lie put on his clothes and took the sword, the black-clothed man who seemed to be like a stone sculpture moved, and as soon as he moved, he was like a thunderbolt, and he was out of control.

Ji Lie also moved, with the black sword shadow dancing wildly with the iron sword, he was venting the injustice in his heart, like a young tiger that has been trapped in a cage for a long time, once it returns to the mountain forest, it can't wait to jump on the boulder, roaring towards the moonlight that once trapped it. Because, it's a tiger, not a cat.

The moonlight poured down, but when I saw the man in black on the side of the stream, the blade of the sword was cold and snowy, and every slash and blow was a big opening and closing, breaking the earth, which was in stark contrast to the petite figure.

Ji Lie's movements are the same as those of the man in black, sometimes swooping into the sky, and the claws of the dragon are sweeping, like an eagle and a tiger between the movements and stillness, the difference is only one is on the bank of the stream under the moon, and the other is in the forest and meadow.

An hour later.

Ji Liehuan slashed his sword, cutting off a row of green bamboos beside him, and when the leaves of the trees fell, he collected his sword and stood, his breath was like a tide, and the sword blade was as still as a mountain.

"Hoo ......"

With a breath, the man in black was gone.

When it comes without a trace, when it goes, without a trace.

Ji Lie was already accustomed to it, and he was not surprised, he put the sword back in the sheath, slowly took off the narrow clothes on his body, changed into a wide robe and big sleeves again, put the iron sword and clothes into the package, hung it on a green bamboo, and then came to the side of the stream, took a picture of the water, straightened the three-inch small plate crown on his head, and walked along the crooked stream to the depths of the moonlight.

The clear stream is blowing, and the cold moon is flowing.

Ji Lie walked alone with his head held high, walked for about two quarters of an hour, came to the end of the stream, sat under the high courtyard wall, pressed his knees, and waited quietly.

A moment later, a light lit up on the wall.

Immediately afterwards, the figure swayed, and a sound of Suo Suo sounded, and occasionally there was the sound of bamboo slips falling to the ground, as if someone was fiddling with the bookcase on the wall.

After a while, a crisp voice sounded: "The first year of Jingtai, Hansu." The snow is thick, the four fields are boundless, and Yan Hou and Guan Qing are playing against Yu Chuan. Hou lost the third son, reviewed again, and the deacon said: 'I am in decline, although there are good soldiers in the city, but I am trapped in the city, I can't sit up, I can't get up, I can't fight, what is in vain? ’”

The voice on the wall paused, as if it was taking tea to moisten its throat.

Ji Lie knelt and sat under the wall, the light in his eyes flickered, and a picture appeared in his mind, the snow was falling, the rivers were still, the heavens and the earth were slaughtered, and there were two white-haired old men who were playing in this snow.

The voice took a sip of tea, became a lot brighter, and continued: "Guan Qing smiled and said: 'What I am strong is that I am strong, and if I don't succeed, I will be like an avalanche. Now, the monarch wants to take the country of Yao and the country of Xue, take Yao, Xue will attack it, take Xue, and Yao will intercept it. Therefore, if the king takes it by force, the gains will outweigh the losses! ’”

"Yan Hou sighed and said, 'How do you understand this?'

The voice paused again, as if waiting for Ji Lie to think deeply.

Ji Lie frowned, the voice was exactly what he said about the general trend of the world today, and the small princes formed a group to fight against the big countries. If you are Yan Hou, what should you do in the face of Yao and Xue Guo who are in a group?

After waiting for a while, the voice continued: "Guan Qing said: 'The world is full of hustle and bustle. The king wants to take the two countries, and the two countries are already in pain, so they hug each other. However, if a person is not a saint, how can he be selfless? The minister heard that Yao Hou is a good pearl, and the king just has a pearl in the world, why not give the pearl to Yao Hou, repair with it, borrow Yao's way, and attack Xue. ’”

This time, the voice did not pause, and continued: "The world knows everything, and Yanhou is also a pearl, so Yanhou is uncertain." Guan Qing knew it well, and replied: 'Don't worry, Yao Hou betrays his friends for the pearl, and he will inevitably be abandoned by the world!' The king is the king of a great country of benevolence and faith, how can he sit back and watch this villain in the couch? When the king returns from the war against Xue, he should take great righteousness, sacrifice small benevolence, conform to the will of the people in the world, attack Yao State, and punish those who are unkind, unrighteous and unbeliever! In this way, it can kill a few birds with one stone! ’”

"Wonderful!! Yanhou was overjoyed, so according to Guan Qing's plan, he gave the pearl to Yao Hou, took Xue Guo, got Yao Guo, won the reputation, swept Jingyu, and dominated the north! ”

"Hoo ......"

Ji Lie let out a long breath, what a Guan Qing, Guan Lizi, the conspiracy and conspiracy are directed at the hearts of the people, it is really chilling, he destroyed the seemingly indestructible Yao and Xue alliance at the cost of a peerless pearl, and after cleaning up the distant Xue State, he turned around and destroyed the Yao State that betrayed his allies, and by the way, he retrieved Yan Hou's beloved things.

Poor monarch of Yao Kingdom, he got the pearl but only kept it for Yan Hou temporarily, and in the end, he lost both the pearl and the country!

The key to success is not the understanding of the enemy, but the understanding of oneself, in order to achieve the goal, what is the party willing to pay?

This serial plan, one ring after another, the brilliant place is not to divide the Yao and Xue alliances, but to persuade Yan Hou to give pearls, and the cleverness of Guan Lizi is here, not only persuaded Yan Hou, but also found an excuse for Yan Hou to tear up the contract and capture Yao State, which is also a breach of trust, in the end, Yan Hou won the praise of the world, but Yao Hou has been stinking for 10,000 years!

This is the master's hand!