Chapter 17 The Art of War
It's just that He Le's heart trembled, and he quickly hid his careful thoughts. It took so much effort to read a bunch of inexplicable articles, just to ask about the confusion about the avenue. Sure enough, he didn't ask the wrong person, and finally pulled him out of the fog, and there was a kind of germ that seemed to understand but was empowering in his mind.
For the time being, he didn't dare to try, but continued to pretend to be interested, including asking very low-level questions. Shang Gongzi is also bored, so he also explained in detail in simple terms. Sometimes I will also quote from the sidelines and say some small historical allusions, and slowly He Le really became interested, and let go of the obsession in his heart to remember those stories that should be remembered.
After the Q&A, Shang Gongzi continued to read the book, while He Le continued to look for the book. Because the previous story aroused his great curiosity, so this time he came to find it purposefully, and he turned over the original hundred or so books, and finally found a copy of "Jiang Tao" from the bottom of the box.
Because it was not easy to find it, He Le also let out a soft exhalation, which attracted the attention of Shang Gongzi.
"Why do you want to see this?" He can understand He Le's sudden concern about governing the country and security, but he is strange about the law of war. After all, in this era, either studying or entering the Yuntan Sect is the most ideal place for the world. In troubled times, life is as cheap as a chicken, and going to war is even less valuable. But He Le obviously specially came to see the art of war, fortunately, it was affected by the martyrdom of patriotic generals, Shang Gongzi thought.
"Hehe, I just want to see it. ”
Shang Gongzi saw that he didn't explain, so he didn't ask any more, after all, he was a teenager, and besides, it was just the two of them now, and he didn't know what would happen in the future.
He Le is really not a whim, but by extension, martial arts is always only the power of one person, and the art of war is the real avenue. The road to simplicity can be very simple or very complex, born from the heart and extinguished by sex. There is no contradiction between the art of war and the art of war as the means of saving the world, while the law of mind is the means of self-salvation. He must not only learn the art of the mind, but also master some art of war, which is the way he will go in the future. It may be difficult to study and enter the court in this troubled era, but it is very easy to join the army, because there are too many people who seek comfort and too few who are not afraid of death.
The art of war is more difficult than He Le imagined, perhaps because Elder Wang has enough time, so he explains the mental method delicately enough. And Shang Gongzi is either reading a book, or he will deal with the information sent by the lark, so he has only understood part of it in a few days. As for that mental method, he only worked in his mind for a week very late, remembering every point, but he didn't dare to actually put it into practice. At this point, he finally strengthened his determination to leave the Yuntan Sect. As Uncle Zhang said, leaving is not a bad thing, he has learned everything he wants to learn, and what he should remember is very profound.
"He Le, come on!" On this day, He Le was about to fetch some water to wash his face, but Sister Yun, who had not seen him for a few days, stopped him.
"Is there something wrong? Sister Yun. He Le smiled, always having the urge to treat her as his own sister.
Sister Yun smiled kindly, beckoned, and let him come closer.
"I heard that the boy in front of me has a lot of books, and I want to borrow a few to read. ”
He Le looked at her, and then looked into the shipbuilding, knowing that it was the one inside who wanted to see it but was embarrassed.
"What kind of thing you want to see, I'll get it. ”
"Well, it's kind of interesting!" Sister Yun didn't know very well, so she rolled her eyes before answering.
He Le smiled secretly, turned around and went to fetch water first. After fetching the water, he found the scene of the unclear relationship between the young lady of the people in the box and sent it over, Sister Na Yun seemed very happy, and patted He Le's face, and when she turned around and entered the house, He Le was already blushing.
"Why, I rarely deal with women!" When Shang Gongzi saw him come back with a red face, he changed his expression to a sarcastic expression. When he knew that He Le was running back to find a book to show to the woman who lived next to him, he guessed that things were not simple.
"It's not ......" He Le was embarrassed to defend himself, but he still had Sister Yun's hand warmth on his face, and he always had some strange experiences.
"Don't pretend to me, I've seen a lot of chicks like you. I have a cousin who has been married to Yahuan since he was twelve years old, and you are fourteen or fifteen!"
He Le's eyes widened, and he didn't know why.
Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, Shang Gongzi stood up with a strange expression, and shook his head after him.
"It's no wonder that you forgot that you live in a sect. I'm used to it, and if I can go back, I'll take you to see it, otherwise it's too ...... Haha!" Shang Gongzi laughed out loud when he thought of the happy place. In his opinion, it is a shame for a man to be teased by a woman.
He Le was also embarrassed by his laughter, but he didn't feel anything in his heart, because he purely regarded Sister Yun as an older sister. At least for enlightenment between men and women, he is still in the stage of ignorance.
"You don't need to know, my father said that when you grow up, you will know. ”
"Poof...... Yes, yes, yes. Shang Gongzi smiled more unscrupulously, as if the haze in his heart had also lightened a little.
He Le didn't bother to explain, and walked over to continue reading his military book. He is more interested in encircling but not annihilating, watching the fire from the other side, and becoming a soldier with bamboo and wood. It turns out that this is how the war was fought, and it turned out that there was so much attention to marching operations. Not only did the horses have to be fed regularly, but they also had to eat different foods before and after the war. There is also the transportation of grain and grass, or the construction of temporary plank roads, each of which can lead to the victory or defeat of the entire war.
"Jiang Tao" is only the most simple art of war, and there are many military books that are more subtle than it. Among them, the first to recommend the "Military Strategy" written by the people of Gushan two hundred years ago, which is a collection of thousands of years of military use, and the strategy in it is even more astonishing. ”
"Really! He Lezheng watched it with relish, but was aroused by Shang Gongzi's other appetite.
"Hehe, this one, it's a little harder. I can only wait for the opportunity to take you to see it later. "Shang Gongzi naturally has seen it, and still remembers part of it. But the implications are too sensitive to be said at this time.
He Le reluctantly turned his head and continued to look at the military book in his hand, something is better than nothing. He carefully wrote down those strategies and matters, whether they could be used or not, and wrote them down word for word.
"In the future, there may really be a scientific examination of military generals, with your seriousness, you may be able to take the examination for an official and a half position. In the evening, Shang Gongzi noticed that He Le had turned the page.
"Xiao didn't want to go to the examiner, he just wanted to write it down. Xiao Ke's people and the entire Northland have died too unreasonably, and I want to ask for a reason. Perhaps it was because he had been with Shang Gongzi for a long time, and He Le revealed his thoughts for the first time.
"So that's ......" Shang Gongzi glanced at him sadly, and lowered his head again. He Le was still too young to understand how complicated it was. It's like a rain in the sky, which doesn't make sense, and it's just as unreasonable as a great drought in the world. But He Le wanted to ask the truth, so he could only come by force. But in this world, even Li Ningtian, who returned to the Yuan Realm of the Yuntan Sect, would not be able to kill all the way to the Emperor Wumushu of the Jin People. A country cannot be dealt with by one person. One man may be ten thousand enemies, but no more than ten thousand and one people. The number of people who are growing is not simply additive, but a negative superposition. Each additional person means that they have to endure more consumption, even if they reach the Taixu Realm, there is a limit to the Qi flow of the people in the Taixu Realm.
The first patriarch of the Yuntan Sect once said that the Taixu Realm is only infinitely close to the state of heaven and man, but this world has limitations. Only by breaking through the void can we truly step into the realm of heaven and man. Therefore, in the early stage of the incarnation of celestials, they can only appear as mortals, and then they can complete their cultivation faster than ordinary people with the talent brought by cross-border.
Therefore, if you want to rely on the cultivation of Qi Liu, you will definitely not be able to destroy the kingdom of the Jin people, but it is the military book written by mortals that really has the ability to destroy a country. From this point of view, He Le is actually an extremely intelligent person, but most people only see his childishness on the outside, and only see the shortcomings of his inability to practice Qi Liu, but they don't see what he thinks in his heart.
Of course, He Le wouldn't know that Shang Gongzi had thought so much, but he continued to read his military book, and sometimes he would have a whim to correspond the military book with his mental method. Of course, the two are incompatible, the book of war talks about using the right way of strangeness, and the law of the heart has a contextual distinction. The art of war is a comprehensive art of logistics plus daily training, on-the-spot command, and a high degree of soldiers and horses, while the law of the heart is accumulated over time, and it has high requirements for innate conditions.
After sailing for a few days, they finally left Jizhou and traveled to the Lanjiang River. It is several times wider than the Cheng River to the Lanjiang River, so that the newcomers will have a sense of vastness into the sea. He Le also followed Shang Gongzi to stand on the bow of the boat and enjoy the magnificent scenery. There is no need to hide in the shipbuilding, the merchant boy is also sulking for days, holding a wine glass and wanting to write a poem, but he can't think of good words for a long time.
He Le naturally knew him, and if he was snickering in his stomach, he didn't bother. As for himself, he can't write good sentences for the time being, but he will also read some poems and songs in his spare time.
"Do you want to know what we're going to do this time?" the businessman, who was in a good mood, looked around and asked quietly.
He Le had thought about this question eight hundred times, but he knew that he shouldn't ask it, so he shook his head.
"Haha, I can't say even if I ask!" Shang Gongzi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.
At this moment, He Le tightened the back of his head and quickly turned around. They were standing at the bow of the boat, and when they looked back, they could only see the two-story building and the water on both sides of the ship, so he hurried a few steps to look behind the boat. I saw that behind the boat, a white wave was chasing straight after, because the speed was very fast, and it was only a dozen meters away in the blink of an eye.
"Childe, get into the cabin. He Legu couldn't explain, so he picked up the merchant and ran to the lower cabin.
At the same time as He Le went down, Zhang Zhichun and Sun Tianyi had already faced the stern.
It was still one person who caught up from behind, a very tall one. is very thin, with only skin and bones on his face, but his eyes are very sharp. He is about forty or fifty years old, dark-skinned, and looks a little evil. You can brave the wind and waves by stepping on the planks all the way, at least you are also a master above the Condensation Realm.
"It's you!" Zhang Zhichun had some vague memories of him, but he didn't expect to see him here.
The head of the seven sons of the Demon Sect, Luo Yan. Of course, they themselves are not called the Demon Sect, the official name is the Holy Heavenly Capital Protector Immortal Sect, a very decent sounding name, and they did coax a lot of people when they first opened the sect. It's just that he did too many perverse things later, so he was called the Demon Sect by the Jianghu people.
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