In this way, time came to autumn unconsciously, and everything outside Songshan seemed to be isolated from Zhao Yue, he didn't care about the outside world, but was just immersed in the ocean of various military methods.

On this Taimur Mountain, the bleak autumn wind blows the fallen leaves on the ground, but the bamboo forest not far away still has a trace of residual green, all over the mountains, the fruit trees are full of fruits, and from time to time under the cliff can hear a neat sound of Feihong wailing, geese lined up in a neat line, wanting to stay away from this obscure autumn scenery and fly to the warm south.

Zhao Yue was wearing the same white robe as Meng Idiot, with a handsome face, sitting cross-legged in front of a rushing waterfall, listening to the sound of the splashing water, feeling the coolness of splashing on the back of his neck from time to time, looking at the layers of overlapping ripples in front of him, and reaching out to pick up a maple leaf floating in the water.

He began to close his eyes, his expression was flat, and he silently recited: "Therefore, a hundred battles are won, and the good ones who are not good are also; The soldiers who surrender without a fight, and the good ones are also good. Therefore, the army is attacked, the second is the enemy, the second is the army, and the next is to attack the city. The method of siege is a last resort......"

After reading a sentence, Zhao Yue opened his eyes, and when he fixed his eyes, he suddenly saw the teacup placed on the small stone next to him, and the water droplets splashed by the waterfall fell into it from time to time, he shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "This Mengsui, I am really getting more and more playful, I don't say a word, put down the tea and leave." ”

After speaking, Zhao Yue slowly brought the tea to his mouth, slowly drank half a cup, and then smacked his lips, looked at the wild geese flying south in the sky, and smiled thoughtfully: "Whether it is "Wei Xuanzi" or "Sun Bin Art of War", there seems to be a lot of content that describes the formation, square formation, circle formation, cone marching array, and this wild goose marching array is also one of them, I really hope to lead the troops to fight in the future, and I can create a formation by myself......

Zhao Yue said, shook the teacup easily, but drank the remaining half cup into his stomach.

After reading a day's "The Art of War", Zhao Yue held a bamboo slip in his hand, strolling in the bamboo sea between yellow and green, his steps were very calm, his feet were on the soil, calm and heavy. And the white robe on his body adds an elegant and wise color to him, and his every move now is so poetic and elegant.

"There is poetry and books in the belly", this sentence is indeed true.

Just as Zhao Yue was about to enter the house, the idiot who was sitting in front of the bluestone chess table with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and did not look at Zhao Yue, looking ahead with a pair of eyes, but asked in a low voice: "Young master, how are you learning?" ”

Zhao Yue stopped when he heard this, smiled cheerfully, a trace of wisdom flashed in his eyes, and the stretch between his eyebrows also implied that he already had a wealth of knowledge.

"If Mr. Idiot wants to test me, just ask, and I will answer it fluently." Zhao Yue turned around, looked at Meng Idiot with a smile on his face, and bowed slightly, and from his expression, it could be seen that he was really not the boy he was when he first went to Songshan, at this time, he seemed to be reborn and refreshed.

"Heh, young master," Meng Idiot took out a chess piece from the chess jar, did not look at its color, but held it tightly in his hand, flipped it, turned the back of his hand up, and then turned his head to look at Zhao Yue, squinted his eyes and continued to smile: "Can you tell me that if you play against others, you like to use white zihu?" Kurokohu? ”

When Zhao Yue heard this, she thought about it for a while, first smiled, and then said politely: "Zhao Yue wants to ask Mr. Idiot in what capacity does he want to ask me?" ”

"Oh?" Meng Idiot was stunned for a moment, and asked pretending to be puzzled, "What did you say in the meantime?" ”

Zhao Yue took two steps forward, and the white Confucian robe danced in the wind, swishing and blowing in the wind, giving birth to a pleasant sound.

Facing the huge sunset not far away and the brilliant sky like blood-stained red glow, the young man raised his eyebrows, his eyes were as translucent as black agate, and he said confidently: "If the idiot is the young master, I will not tell the idiot this answer; And if I am an idiot, I worship as a disciple, a disciple, and I like white chess. ”

"Why is that?" The idiot asked flatly.

Zhao Yue smiled calmly and replied truthfully: "I used to read "Han Feizi? Yang Quan", which has a saying: 'If you like it, you will have many things, and if you are evil, you will have resentment, so you will like to go to evil, and humbly think that you are a Taoist.'" And if Mr. Idiot thinks of me as a young master, I should follow the principle of 'you don't see what you want' and hide my own preferences. ”

After that, Zhao Yue smiled and made a long gesture, turned around and flicked the sleeves of her robe, and went straight back to the thatched house to rest.

In the same place, the idiot did not react at first, but closed his eyes again and cultivated himself, but after Zhao Yue entered the house, he gradually showed a relieved smile, his lips opened slightly, and the chess piece in his hand was exposed, which was a white chess.

Just listen to the "click", and the chess pieces are put into the can.

The idiot whispered to himself: "These many classics, if others learn them, I am afraid that it will not be less than ten years, but fortunately, the bloodline of my Qin royal family is excellent, and the young master only needs half a year to have results, God bless me Daqin...... The children can be taught. ”

After finishing speaking, the idiot entered the house again, and in the house, there was the sound of Zhao Yue reading aloud until night. The moon rises tomorrow, the starry sky is blue, the mountains are windless, and it is a picturesque night scene in late autumn.

Time always passes inadvertently, the boy worked hard to spend a midsummer, and a golden autumn seriously, but the time came to winter. The heavy snow accompanied by the north wind whirled down in the wilderness of Mount Taimur, and on the entire Mount Taimur, all the trees were dressed in clothes brought by the winter snow, and the bamboo forest covered with snow could see a layer of frost on the pale green bamboo.

The water in the pond stream was frozen, crystal clear, and it seemed to reflect the little red head of Meng Shi, who had already changed into cotton clothes, rubbed his hands at this time, and looked blankly at Zhao Yue who was standing on the edge of the cliff.

On the edge of the cliff, Zhao Yue held a sword in his left hand, the sword was facing the ground, and in his right hand was holding a roll of bamboo slips, and the white robe on his body echoed with the snow in the air.

Gently heck.

The hot breath in the young man's mouth was continuous, long and long-lasting, and he looked up at the entire vast and lonely Songshan Mountain, the mist turned into wind and snow, reminding him of the time of last year.

At that time, the snow in Luoyang was also beautiful......

And now, what are those people who make Zhao Yue miss, remember, hate, and disgust what are they doing?

In Loulan City, the former deserted government mansion has been hung with the big sign of "Ma Fu", and the Loulan City covered by ice and snow is like ice bricks, shining brightly, and the buildings in the city are also like ice sculptures, with high icicles hanging under the eaves.

The cold winter could not prevent the merchants of the Western Regions from frantically pouring into Loulan City, and Ma Lu's big merchants were deeply rooted here, and their business had covered all countries in the Western Regions, and they had accumulated a huge fortune even greater than in Luoyang City.

It's just that a team came from Longxi, led by a white-robed young general, with a good Xiliang horse under his crotch, silver armor and silver guns. According to him, he also had the surname Ma, and that he had come to negotiate a deal with Ma Lu for financial assistance for his father's military training.

Ma Lu, who was sitting on the long table, was wearing cotton clothes, but he still couldn't stop the graceful figure, and the moment the young general appeared in front of her, her beautiful eyes revealed a hint of admiration.

In the world, there are such handsome and martial people!

In Chang'an, Lu Bu was looking at the snowy scene outside the city from the city wall, thinking of a girl like a flower. At this time, in Situ Wangyun's mansion, Dong Zhuo was drinking wine heartily at the banquet, watching the wonderful dance of the maids in the mansion, he was very happy, and a smile appeared on his fat face.

During the banquet, Wang Yun inadvertently showed a sly smile, and summoned a stunning woman from the side room and asked her to serve Dong Zhuo to eat.

In Changsha, there has never been snow in the south, but it is rainy and rainy, and the people in the city are all dressed in plain clothes, like snow on a rainy day, swept by the wind, moving slowly.

The young man at the head took off the red scarf and tied it with a white cloth, his face full of sorrow. Behind him, a group of white-clothed people strolling in the rain, like snowmen walking in the roar of thunder.

And a cute girl of a slightly smaller stature was also in the procession, her hand was held by the maid, her eyes glistening with huge tears, her mouth was crying and whimpering, and her mind was full of her father, whom she had respected in the past, and, a kind brother.