"Only nobles can enter the Chu State, and you are still young or a woman, how can you live alone?" Mr. Sun raised his eyes, looked at Shi Yiguang, and asked worriedly with a frown.

"The world is big, outside of Wu Yue, there is always a place for me." Shi Yiguang said slowly, turned his head, looked at the bamboo scroll on the table, stretched out his hand, took out a scroll casually, and then looked up at Mr. Sun: "Over the past year or so, Mr. has taught me a lot, and it is enough for me to settle down here." ”

Mr. Sun looked at the bamboo roll in Shi Yiguang's hand, hesitated for a moment, then got up, walked to the house, took out a bamboo roll from the drawer, and then walked back to the table, knelt down, and handed it to Shi Yiguang: "Then this should be my farewell gift to you." ”

"Farewell?" Shi Yiguang was slightly puzzled, and then took the bamboo scroll handed by Mr. Sun and slowly unfolded it.

Mr. Sun responded, looked at Shi Yiguang, who was unfolding and began to look, and said slowly: "If you insist on staying in Chudi, I can entrust you to Yin Zixi, the commander of Chu State, before I leave." And I introduce you to a person who is very good at archery, and you can learn from her. In this way, it is safer for you to be a woman in Chu State. ”

Mr. Sun was still telling him what would happen after leaving, but Shi Yiguang unfolded the bamboo scroll handed over by Mr. Sun, and slowly read the words inside: "Soldiers, the major affairs of the country, the place of death and life, and the way of survival, must not be ignored." ”

Thinking of this, she paused and turned her head to look at Mr. Sun: "The Art of War? ”

Mr. Sun looked at Shi Yiguang and nodded: "I often teach you, and I notice that your military attainments are different from ordinary people." I will give you this book of war, and if you read it, you will destroy it, and do not pass it on to others. ”

Shi Yiguang listened to Mr. Sun's words, lowered his head and looked at the picture scroll in front of him, and hooked his lips with a scoundrel and evil on his face. The art of war is different from ordinary people? She'll know it all over her body, that's all. How can you still be oblivious to everyone?

Mr. Sun said, took out two folded cloths from his arms, and handed them to Shi Yiguang: "You go to the east city of Yingdu to find a woman named Chen Yin, who is more than thirty years old. Archery is at its peak, and there is no match in the world. You teach her this, and then you will recognize her as a gentleman, and let her teach you archery. In this way, you also have a skill to settle down in the territory of Chu State. ”

Shi Yiguang nodded and thanked him honestly: "Thank you, Mr. Sun." As she spoke, she took the cloth and took it into her arms without looking at it.

"The other is a gazetteer, which marks the approximate location of her home." Mr. Sun said, turned his head to look at the sky, and then looked back at Shi Yiguang: "It's not early, we still have to hurry up." You go to Chu Lingyin's mansion by yourself, and I won't send you. ”

"Shall I go to Ling Yin's Mansion alone?" Shi Yiguang raised his eyebrows and looked at Mr. Sun, frowning.

"When I received the letter last night, I sent someone to deliver the letter to Ling Yin's mansion. I've already said hello, so Yin Zixi will accept you. Mr. Sun looked at Shi Yiguang and comforted.

Shi Yiguang heard it, looked at Mr. Sun and cracked his mouth: "What the hell." Aren't you going to take me with you in the morning? As he spoke, Shi Yiguang paused, flattened his mouth, and said dissatisfiedly: "Then you still ask so much?" It's like they're going to take me away. ”

"How can I know what you want to do without asking so much?" Mr. Sun said, looked up at Anyang, and then sighed slowly: "Since you have calculated your life, how do you think I can bring you back to Wu Kingdom?" ”

Shi Yiguang chuckled and said nothing.

She suddenly turned her head and looked at Anyang, who had been sitting upright and looking at herself quietly: "Did Anyangjun also decide like this?" ”

An Yang looked at Shi Yiguang with a gentle gaze, and then shook his head: "If you want, I will take you away." ”

"It's a pity, I don't want to." Shi Yiguang looked at An Yang and said slowly. Then he pouted: "I'm not stupid." ”

An Yang looked at Shi Yiguang, the expression on his face was like water, slightly sad and helpless: "If you are reluctant to me, when I return to China to mourn my eldest brother, I can also come to Chu to accompany you." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Sun on the side frowned, his mouth was open, and he looked at An Yang with an indifferent and affectionate face in surprise.

Shi Yiguang listened to An Yang's words, did not raise his head, just lowered his head, looked at the bamboo scrolls on the desk, and his voice was soft and leisurely: "If you go, I'm afraid it will be difficult to come out again." ”

Saying that, Shi Yiguang paused, suddenly raised his head, looked at An Yang, smiled warmly, and his apricot eyes crooked: "Thank you An Yangjun for taking care and caring for me during this time." ”

Thank you very much.

Mr. Sun on the side looked at the two people in front of him, opened his mouth, and didn't say anything after all, just got up, walked outside the house, and slowly closed the door.

The two people sitting in the room looked at each other quietly. One high and one low. An Yang lowered his head and looked at Shi Yiguang, who was sitting opposite.

Outside, the sun rises and the sun shines on the panes, and the whole house is lit up.

The two sat opposite each other, but they remained quiet. No one spoke. After a while, An Yang lowered his eyebrows, slowly got up, and walked towards the outside of the house.

Shi Yiguang slowly lowered his head and looked at the bamboo scroll on the table, his eyes uncertain.

There was a pause in the sound of soft footsteps behind him.

An Yang stood behind Shi Yiguang, turned his head, looked at Shi Yiguang, and his voice was like a spring rain knocking on the surface of a lake, clear and faint: "I have seen you in many dreams. What about you? ”

Shi Yiguang raised his eyebrows and looked at the blanket where Jiang Cai Anyang was sitting, his eyes were as far-reaching as Gutan, which made people unable to see through it.

She shook her head, her voice unwavering, "Never." ”

"No wonder." An Yang sighed softly, his voice very low.

With that, he sighed, then pushed the door open.

The footsteps disappeared. Then Mr. Sun's voice came from outside the house: "Bingwen, let's go, won't you come to deliver it?" ”

"Not coming." Shi Yiguang raised his voice and replied without emotion.

"Okay. By the way, Anyang left you a small box and put it on your bed. ”

With that, there was another sound of footsteps outside the door, followed by the sound of horses snorting in the courtyard.

The sound of the courtyard door opening, the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of Mr. Sun's horses, the sound of whips......

Shi Yiguang looked at the blanket behind the desk steadily, lowered her eyebrows, and then leaned forward, holding her body with her hand on her heart, the colic in her heart came, she opened her mouth and breathed slowly.

Feelings for Anyang?

Shi Yiguang, hasn't your soul been crossed out by the king of Hades, why does this body still have your emotions?

After taking several breaths in a row, Shi Yiguang gradually eased up. She sat upright, her gaze swept across the blanket and landed on the bamboo roll on the table.

She reached out and unfolded the bamboo roll a little more, pulling back her thoughts and looking.

Therefore, the scriptures are based on five things, and the school is based on calculations to find out their feelings: one is the Tao, the second is the sky, the third is the earth, the fourth is the general, and the fifth is the law. The Taoist makes the people agree with the superiors, so they can die with it, they can live with it, and they are not afraid of danger. Heavenly ......" Shi Yiguang read, and suddenly she looked at the words on the bamboo scroll, frowned, and muttered: "Sun Tzu's Art of War...... Grandson? ”

Grandson?

Suddenly, Shi Yiguang's expression changed between his eyebrows, and he rushed out with a bamboo roll.