was thrown into the camp tent, and Shangguan Wuji went out to look for his father.

Sikong Xuanyue pestle was eating the pastries brought to her by the soldiers on the high seat, she was not worried that she would come to the hunting ground before the age of twelve to violate the royal rules, because she was gambling, gambling on the previous life, this autumn hunting, the queen's niece is only ten years old, and she is also coming to the court, as long as her father has passed this level, she will be fine.

She looked at the immature Shangguan Zhanyun leisurely, and had a small calculation in her heart. Just like back then, reading books carefully still looks like rejecting people thousands of miles away. Only when Shangguan Wuji sent her over, he responded to his father's call and ordered the soldiers to serve some pastries, and then ignored her.

"I hate you, you get out, get out." Sikong Xuanyue kicked this calf and made trouble unreasonably, interrupting the tranquility in the tent and attracting Brother Zhan's attention.

The soldier looked at the young master of his family in embarrassment, he was ordered to take care of the little lady of the Situ family, Brother Zhan waved his hand at him, signaled to go down, and ignored Sikong Xuanyue.

After the tea effort--

Sikong Xuanyue couldn't help it after all, her brother was too tiger, if she wanted to change her life against the sky, she needed Brother Zhan's help.

"Brother, are you reading the second 'combat chapter' of the Art of War?"

I saw her munching on a pastry and standing at the desk to ask.

And Brother Zhan didn't even raise his head, only 'um'.

But when he came back to his senses, the scroll in his hand fell, and he looked down in surprise and looked at the villain at the level of the desk.

Hesitating Sikong Xuanyue's physical development is slow, now she is seven or eight years old, and she looks like a four or five-year-old baby, she can't see what kind of book Brother Zhan is reading;

But she remembered that at this time of the year, she heard Brother Sheng mention it, and Brother Zhan was immersed in the second part of the military book recently, and it was still a new volume that her father sent to him not long ago.

Look! Daddy loves the house and Wu so much that even A-Niang's nephew attaches so much importance to it!

Brother Zhan was stunned, Sikong Xuanyue put down the pastry, casually pulled Brother Zhan's hanging arm, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his mouth, Brother Zhan had a habit of stuffing a handkerchief in his left cuff, she only knew a few years before entering the palace.

"Where the law of war is used, thousands of cars are galloped, leather carts are thousands of times, 100,000 armor are carried, and thousands of miles are fed. Then the internal and external expenses, the use of guests, the material of glue paint, the dedication of the car armor, the daily cost of thousands of gold, and then 100,000 teachers. Sikong Xuanyue finished reciting it seriously, and stretched out his arm towards Brother Zhan. said, "Carry me up." ”

Brother Zhan eased his jaw from his jaw-dropping thoughts, you must know that at this time, Sikong Xuanyue was weak and sickly, and his intelligence was also slow. Sister Ah was distressed, so she didn't let her enter the school, and she didn't recognize a single big character.

Brother Zhan excitedly hugged her and sat on his lap and asked, "Then do you know what she means?" ”

Situ Xuanyue was a little uncomfortable, but she just wanted Brother Zhan to carry her to the table, she didn't like to look up at others, for so many years, except for Emperor Wu, she really hadn't looked up to anyone, she was sitting on a high place and looking at others.

Unexpectedly, Brother Zhan was in his arms, or not, in the last life in the arms of her cousin, it seemed that he still fell from the Star Picking Tower.

She replied calmly: "I know, it's nothing more than going to the battlefield, and you can only pull out if you prepare supplies." Otherwise, before you reach the battlefield, I am afraid that you will starve to death, how can you talk about war? ”

"Oh my God, you..." Brother Zhan was a little incoherent and in a hurry.

Whoever knows such a villain has already memorized the art of war, and he is afraid that he will be more frightened than seeing a ghost.