Chapter 161: The Art of War (I)

The old man's chronic illness turned out to be stomach cancer, Jiang Yun sighed for a while. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info This disease is not something he can cure, even after thousands of years, modern technology cannot completely conquer cancer, let alone an era when even surgical technology has not yet appeared. It is a miracle that the old man can live for more than ten years. No wonder he retired in the prime of life, never paying attention to the affairs of the family, this disease is indeed unbearable, the more mental energy is consumed, the faster he will die.

"What did the Medic say?"

"I don't say much, this disease is difficult to fully detect, and can only be judged based on some subtle signs on weekdays." Lu Xun sighed: "He only said that grandpa's sarcoma has a tendency to grow, and I am afraid it will be difficult to continue to control it by relying on medicinal stones, and it will definitely occur within five years at most." ”

Jiang Yun was silent, not knowing how to comfort her for a while. Lu Xun has no father and mother, and there is some distance between him and his two uncles, in a sense, Lu Qian is her only relative, and she must be very uncomfortable knowing that the old man's death is coming.

"Well, don't talk about it, lest you spoil your interest." Lu Xun smiled reluctantly and said, "Why don't you go take a bath now, and we'll do it tonight?" ”

"Really?" Jiang Yun grimaced, thought about it and shook his head. "Not tonight, I still have business."

"Heh, are you still hypocritical?"

"It's not hypocrisy, to be honest, I can't ask for it. But I really have something to do tonight, remember the gift I gave you on your birthday? ”

"I can't forget it for the rest of my life." Lu Xun smiled: "I've never seen you pick the door like this." ”

"It's really a bit unreasonable to think about it now, so I'm going to make up for you as a gift."

Hearing this, Lu Xun stretched out his hand and spread it out. "Bring it. Let's say okay first, I don't want it if it's too shabby, I don't want it if it's too cheesy, I can pick a gift. ”

Jiang Yun patted the desktop and said, "Isn't this being written?" You also know my character, I'm used to being lazy, if I can't finish it in one go, maybe I'll change my mind tomorrow. If you don't have a birthday gift, and if you don't have a masterpiece in this world, the loss will be great. ”

"What is this?" Lu Xun also noticed the thick stack of papers on the desktop at this moment, several of which were already filled with dense handwriting, she looked sideways curiously, but she didn't want Jiang Yun to suddenly reach out and press it up, covering it tightly. "Still selling off? It can't be a love poem for me, right? ”

"You guess."

Seeing Lu Xun's angry face, Fluttershy cautiously said, "Miss, my uncle is writing you a letter of war." ”

"What? The Book of War? Lu Xun looked at Jiang Yun with a strange face. Scold! You're so capable! Do you know who wrote the books of war that I read when I was a child? Husband, I admit that you are very smart, but you don't even know how to march and set up formations, and you still write a military book at this level? For hundreds of years, the Great Zhou Dynasty has not known how many famous generals have also written military books, and then all of them have been integrated into Liutao, and finally become a laughing stock. The book of Liutao contains thousands of military theories, and the way of the military formation has reached the extreme, which is recognized by everyone. I ask you, just write a love poem, the concubine herself smiles and laughs, as soon as the military book comes out, I am afraid that the world will laugh, you are my Lu family's son-in-law, the Lu family can't afford to lose this person. ”

“。。。” Brother will embarrass you? Hehe, you're so funny! When Jiang Yun heard this, he was speechless.

If you talk about other military books, even if it is Wu Zi's Art of War or Sun Bin's Art of War, Jiang Yun still doesn't dare to play this package ticket, after all, what Lu Xun said is indeed not bad, Liu Tao has reached the extreme of the way of the military formation, and almost everything, but what is he plagiarizing? The famous Art of War! Of course, this name sounds a bit frustrating in this world, and he has changed it to Jiang Yun's art of war. And because of his memory, there will be some discrepancies with the original book, but Jiang Yun thinks that he will never be compared to Liutao, at least it will be equal.

A person's vision may be skewed, but for thousands of years, the result witnessed by countless people must be an ironclad fact, and Sun Tzu's Art of War, as the first of the military books, will never have any problems.

This fact gave Jiang Yun great confidence, and in the face of Lu Xun's disapproving attitude, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Take a gamble? You can't put down what you want me to write, how can you say it? ”

"Whatever you want!"

"Pose to me?"

Lu Xunqiao's face turned red, and she snorted lightly: "You can just be cheap to me!" But this time I'll answer you. If the book of war you write is of little value to me, what do you lose to me? ”

"Uh... Jiang Yun pondered for a moment, and said helplessly: "I am poor and only have silver left." ”

"Nacheng, if you lose, give me a million taels of silver."

Jiang Yun blinked. "You're planning to sell yourself for a good price."

"What? Too much? ”

"What do you say? For one million taels, I can buy all the unmarried girls in the entire Joy City. ”

Lu Xun glared at each other and snorted coldly: "Can they be the same as me?" Don't believe it, I want to agree to the marriage proposal of the Yang and Li families, don't say one million taels, even if it is two million or three million taels, they will make it up for me if they smash the pot and sell iron. Don't be in the midst of blessings and don't treat me as a treasure. ”

Jiang Yun stopped talking for a while, this is a fact, and there is no way to refute it. "Cheng, it's decided!"

"Then you're busy." Lu Xun turned around and walked to the bed, took off his boots, climbed up, and beckoned to Fluttershy, "Fluttershy, let's go to sleep first." After instructing, she took care of her own clothes and took off her clothes one by one, but she didn't treat Jiang Yun as an outsider, she only took off her bandeau and dirty pants, rubbed her hands, lifted the quilt and got in.

Although the thick quilt kept warm, he still felt a chill when he first got in, Lu Xun trembled slightly, and hurriedly said, "Fluttershy, hurry up and help me warm up." ”

Fluttershy blushed and froze in place, glanced at Jiang Yun secretly, and hesitated, "Miss... That one. ”

"Hey! You don't care what he does, sooner or later, you don't have to see the light. ”

Lu Xun's words made Fluttershy's face turn even redder. It's still sooner or later... Just showed people the light. She hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out and began to unbutton it.

The pen barrel in Jiang Yun's hand kept swinging, as if he was struggling to write, but after a closer look, the tip of the pen didn't touch the paper at all. Both eyes moved to one side at the same time, and the thief's eyebrows peeked at each other. If you can't eat it, it's good to see it. Don't look at Lu Xun's clothes taken off decisively, and the speed was also fast, she didn't have a chance to look at her twice and got into the bed, Jiang Yun was regretting, but he didn't expect another one, but he took it off like in slow motion, which made him thoroughly appreciate it.

Looking at the two people curled up next to each other on the bed, Jiang Yun couldn't help but swallow his saliva, this quilt must be very warm... Life is so big, I have met a lot of women, but I have never met the opportunity to hug left and right, or I won't write this one? Eat two people first, fill your stomach, and then say?

Shaking his head vigorously, leaving his obscene thoughts behind, Jiang Yun forced himself to calm down, closed his eyes and recalled carefully, and after a long time, when the tip of the pen touched the paper again, his eyes were clear.

The silent writing of the art of war is quite difficult, and some of the content is clearly about to come out, but it seems to be stuck by something, the more desperately he recalls, the more confused he becomes, and as a last resort, he has to abandon the original text that he can't remember, and choose examples to interpret based on the general meaning. In this category, the workload has increased dramatically, and the annotations that were originally intended to be added in key places have now had to be put on hold for the time being.

"She should be able to read it." I comforted myself, thought about it, and continued to write.

Success or failure will be known tomorrow. (To be continued.) )