Soon Defu brought a notebook to pass the time, as well as a white jade cigarette stick.

handed the book to Yu Fei and began to busily give Yu Fei a cigarette.

Yu Fei took the book and flipped through it casually: "Sure enough, all of them are traditional characters, fortunately, my aunt and grandmother have friends from Hong Kong and Taiwan, which is difficult for me." ”

Yu Fei looked at Defu and smiled: "Help me move that table over, I don't want to go to the ground." ”

"Yes." Defoe put down the cigarette stick in his hand and moved the tea table to the bedside.

Yu Fei nodded with satisfaction, motioned for Defu to continue to work on her spiritual food, and pondered by herself.

[Look at the look of the flower girl, it is estimated that Lao Tzu will not live long, and he will begin to fight poison with poison, I should be abolished, and yesterday I also boasted about Haikou, saying that I want to help others take the position, this can't be a slap in the face, write down what I know first, and then see his creation. But looking at the prince's expression yesterday, it is estimated that without me, this buddy would also ascend to the throne. 】

"Ade, help me talk to the prince, find me a few books on the art of war and strategy, I want to read it." Yu Fei was about to pick up a pen to write, but she felt that it was inappropriate, in case there was such a thing in this era, wouldn't it be a joke.

[Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, I am so smart in a hundred battles. 】

Defu handed Yu Fei the cigarette stick that was prepared with the tobacco shreds and lit, and reminded him with some embarrassment: "Master, this book of the art of war and strategy, the four major countries together don't have a few books, do you think the prince can let you read it?" These things are national treasures. ”

Defu didn't know what his master was going to do, and he was a little worried.

Yu Fei took the cigarette stick, took a puff greedily, and found that it was a cool fruit cigarette, and immediately became overjoyed: "You put mint shreds?" It's still fruit smoke! Pretty! ”

"The master's hi is naturally kept in mind."

"Very good!"

"But master, do you want to slow down the book?"

"You just go, hurry up, everyone will be gone in a while." Yu Fei found that her attention was attracted by the smoke, and she was a little helpless, so she hurriedly urged Defu.

"Got it." Defu was very reluctant, but he still obediently chased Fengrong.

Half an hour later, Defoe respectfully brought two books.

Looking at Defu, Yu Fei smiled.

For the modern person of knowledge sharing, she can understand the act of respecting a book, but she does not understand it very well, and even some cannot get it.

"Just these two?" Yu Fei looked at the two thin books of the art of war in disbelief [That's it? What's the war? 】

She didn't think about it at all, in this era of the eventful establishment of the Four Kingdoms, this kind of knowledge is difficult to share, and even many great military strategists have brought their own ideas and strategies into the coffin, and they will not write more than half a word to keep it.

"That's not bad, there are only three books in this area in the entire Vermilion Bird Country, two of which have been brought to you, not to mention that this prince really spoils you, won't he really like you!" With a cheap smile on his face, Defu stood beside Yu Fei and sharpened the ink for him.

Defu looked at Yu Fei, who was frowning at the book, and thought to himself, it would be good to leave that negative man and become a princess.

After all, this prince looks a lot more reliable, and the prince's beauty is definitely in line with his master's preferences.

Moreover, the prince is powerful and rich, and it is much better to enjoy Qingfu than to go out to run business.

Regarding the problem that Defu said about the prince who took a fancy to himself, Yu Fei was in a trance, so he shook his head with a wry smile.

"You don't understand, I and the prince are now comrades-in-arms! He spoiled me for a purpose! Since being betrayed by her lover, Yu Fei no longer believes in love, and this prince seems to be married and has such a big son.

"It's just a matter of taking what you need." The sadness in Yu Fei's tone was incredible even to herself.

The strange feeling in her heart, she couldn't deceive herself at all, she simply didn't think about it, coughed lightly and read a book.

Defu has been guarding Yu Fei, and Yu Fei doesn't think about anything inappropriate, after all, you should enjoy it when you come to this world.

Enjoy the treatment of master and servant that can only be experienced in this world, as well as the sweet tobacco unique to this world.

After Yu Fei carefully studied these two military books, she found that their contents were really incomparable with the art of war and strategies she came into contact with.

[It's still the wisdom of the old people in their own world, and the summary is very good, it seems that thousands of years of cultural heritage are not for fun. 】

Yu Fei became very confident in the half-baked knowledge in her head.

[Come on, let's write.] 】

Yu Fei picked up the pen and prepared to write thirty-six plans silently, but his eyes suddenly flowered, no, it was not a flower, but he felt that the surroundings were a little dark.

"Ade, light the lamp."

"Master, what time is this, you want to light the lamp?" Defu was a little puzzled, but he also guessed a few points.

Without waiting for Yu Fei to continue, he added: "It's indeed a little cloudy today, and the small one will light the lamp for you." ”

"That's good."

Yu Fei took advantage of the light of the oil lamp to write thirty-six plans silently.

This knowledge was made up by her when she was writing a novel about history in modern times, and it can be said that her memory is still fresh and she will come to the pen as soon as she writes it.

But Yu Fei, who has never practiced calligraphy on weekdays, writes unusually collapsed.

I had to endure the discomfort in my wrist, recall the story of each scheme in my mind, and then make slight changes to write a small note that is easy to understand.

Yu Fei, who was highly concentrated, didn't even drink saliva, and even drew a few exploded drawings of the bird gun when he was resting his brain in the middle, and designed a beautiful cigarette stick for himself by the way.

Defu looked at the bird gun diagram and was a little puzzled, Yu Fei patiently explained: "The bird gun, also known as the bird's beak gun and the bird gun, has the fire gas that can be held and fired by both hands at the same time. Simply put, it is a weapon that can turn gunpowder into long-range lethality. ”、

Defu's eyes lit up: "Master, you are so powerful!" You can figure it out! But can it really be done? ”

Defu hadn't seen the finished product, and of course he didn't know that what Yu Fei drew was not a fantasy, but a real weapon, so he was a little worried.

"Don't worry, it's guaranteed to work!" Yu Fei didn't want to explain too much, and it could only be convincing if the craftsman made the finished product early.

"By the way, these two pictures are for you, I heard Hua Niang say that it seems that these days are what is the day of the greedy wolf, in case I can't do it, give this to the prince." Yu Fei handed the bird gun diagram and the cigarette stick design to Defu.

"This one is the cigarette stick I want, and I still need some gem inlays on it, I don't know if there are any craftsmen who can make it, you can help me find it."

"Master, you'll be fine!" Defu took the drawing, his eyes were full of worry, he felt that Yu Fei was a bit like explaining the future.

"With this king here, she will be fine!"

Yu Fei was about to comfort Defu, but was interrupted by Feng Rong who walked in.

"I said you can't make a move, it's always ghostly." Yu Fei was startled by Feng Rong's voice and was a little dissatisfied.

Feng Rong looked at Yu Fei, who was smoking, and frowned slightly, but he didn't stop it, and glanced at the design of Defu's injured cigarette stick.

"Zijin, go, find a craftsman to make her favorite cigarette stick."

Zijin was ordered to take away the drawings in Defu's hand, and took Defu out of the room by the way.

Yu Fei stretched, shook her stiff wrist, and beat her sore neck.

I looked at the high-grade brush that she didn't cherish and was still aside, and I was very dissatisfied, thinking about whether to invent a fountain pen.

"Your priority right now is to rest, not to design things for yourself!" Feng Rong walked up to Yu Fei and naturally helped her rub her shoulders.

Yu Fei enjoyed Feng Rong's technique very much, and nodded with satisfaction.

Yu Fei enjoyed a moment and looked at Feng Rong, picked up the pile of paper full of words in front of him and smiled: "Oh, for you, but I haven't written for a long time, and it's too tiring to write calligraphy, and this paper is not good, if it was before, I wouldn't have written for so long!" ”

"For me?" Feng Rong took a wad of paper suspiciously.

Looking at the paper in his hand, the first feeling was that this ugly word was not something that a woman could write at all, and after seeing the content clearly, he became more and more serious and more and more unable to extricate himself.