The black on the horizon fades away, replaced by little by little white.

This means that a new day begins.

Because there were no planks or anything like that at home, and it was winter, the brothers Lian Jing and Lian Qin went up the mountain with baskets and tools, hoping to find something that could be used in the mountain.

And Lianjia, except for Xiao Philo, the five are still practicing martial arts as they did yesterday, and Xiao Philo is still sleeping in the bed, dreaming.

Today, little Philo did not read in the study, but took a miscellaneous book from the study and sat on the threshold of the kitchen to read it.

At first, I didn't think there was anything, but the more I watched it, the more interesting it became.

Gradually, Lian Philo was attracted to the contents of the book, and then immersed himself in the miscellaneous book.

Lian Jing took Lian Qin up the mountain, found some dry branches and firewood, and then laboriously dug up soil in the mountain.

It wasn't until late afternoon that the Lian Jing brothers came back with a basket on their backs.

After a while of tinkering under the eaves, he finally made a large sand pan.

While the two of them were tinkering with the sand plate, Lian Philo stood not far away and watched.

Watching the sand plate take shape little by little, Lian Philo couldn't help but sigh at the wisdom of the ancients. Her brother described it briefly, and her father and uncle made it.

Moreover, this sand tray is not small, although it is only half the width of the eaves, but it is as long as the whole room, and it seems that it is okay for the six of them to stand there at the same time and write.

Looking at this sand plate, Lian Philo felt that her little brother must be happy.

Really.

After Lian Jing and Lian Qin finished it, the brothers muttered for a moment on the side, and then in Lian Qin's shocked gaze, Lian Jing shouted towards the study: "Third child, come out and see this sand and soil plate?" ”

Hearing the shouts of his father, Lian Mingli in the study immediately rushed out, came to the sand and soil plate, walked back and forth twice, and finally touched his chin and said, "Cheng." Father, when can it start? ”

"It's better to pick a day than to hit a day, just today. Your uncle and I will listen to it too. ”

"Okay."

After responding, Lian Mingli immediately came to his sister Xiao Fei Luo and asked in a low voice: "Sister, this thirty-six..."

Lian Fei Luo couldn't help but look up at him and said, "Little brother, do it for you, you are the young master." ”

"Hey, hey..."

Lian Mingli just didn't speak, for this wonderful fate, he decided to create an organization to protect his delicate and soft sister.

At the same time, Xu Yuzhu quickly closed the courtyard door, put on the wooden bolt, and then came to the eaves.

At this time, even the family is gathered around this sand plate, with doubts, curiosity, and surprises in their eyes...

Seeing that everyone was there, Lian Jing said in a deep voice: "No matter what you see or hear next, don't spread it!" You can remember as much as you can, and if you can't remember it, you can ask questions, but you can't write it down with a pen and paper to avoid trouble. Remember? ”

Seeing a smiling Lian Jing, he showed a serious expression, and those who didn't know and those who knew solemnly nodded, and responded in a low voice: "Remember." ”

"Okay, third, let's start."

"Yes, father."

"What I'm going to say right about is about the enemy, and I call it the Art of War."

Lian Mingli looked at everyone with a serious face and said, "I'll say a paragraph first, this passage is best remembered." Six-six-thirty-six, there is a technique in the number, and there is a number in the operation. Yin and Yang are in it. The machine cannot be set, and the setting is not successful. ”

"The six six thirty-six here is actually talking about thirty-six plans. According to the name arrangement, it is divided into six sets, and each set has six counts, so it is six six thirty-six. ”

And these thirty-six strategies, there is a poem that can sum up. That is: Jin Yu Tan Gong Policy, in order to capture the thief, fish and snakes laugh in the sea, sheep and tigers peach mulberry separation, trees go in the dark, the kettle is empty and bitter far away, there are beautiful corpses in the roof beams, and Wei Lian is killed. ”

As soon as Lian Mingli's words came out, Lian Jing was suddenly shocked in place, and muttered in his mouth: "How can this be? ”

Xu Yuzhu, who was standing with him, also widened her eyes and looked at her youngest son at this time: "Li'er, the poem you said is the thirty-six plans you said?" ”

Lian Mingli's intuition told him that his father and mother must have seen this poem, so he asked, "Mother, yes." Have you seen this poem? ”

"Yes, yes. It's just that this poem is on top of a painting, but I didn't expect it to be..."

Lian Qin instantly thought of something, raised his head and looked at his little nephew and asked, "Mingli, I have heard a poem, which is similar to what you just said, I will read it to you." ”

As he spoke, Lian Qin whispered: "The next strategy is to borrow gold and jade to rob and capture thieves; The grass carp laughs in the sea, and the goat peach hits; The tree is secretly stupid, and the kettle is empty and bitter from afar; The roof beams were even human corpses, and the country was destroyed by Wei Yu. ”

Hearing this, Lian Mingli's eyes widened, and then asked, "Uncle, where did you hear this poem?" ”

"Once I went out with your dad to buy goods, and on the way I met a strange man who kept reciting this poem. We didn't pay attention to the madness of the weirdo, but I wrote down the poem. ”

Lian Jing suddenly said loudly: "These two poems say the same meaning, does that mean that this art of war strategy can actually be cracked." ”

"Xianggong, since you can crack it, what were those people fighting for at the beginning?"

Jiang Yun answered with a pale face: "That's right." At the beginning, because of this, my mother's brother was almost gone, but fortunately, General Xu came to the rescue. ”

Lian Mingli took a deep breath, and then said: "These two poems actually say the same meaning, that is, these six six thirty-six. ”

"What?!"

"Really?!"

Lian Mingli explained: "Yes. These 36 strategies are divided into six sets, that is, the strategy of victory, the enemy's battle, the attack strategy, the melee strategy, the battle plan, and the defeat strategy. The first three are used when you are at an advantage, and the last three are when you are at a disadvantage. ”

"Each plan is deduced from the use of the theory of yin and yang changes and the ancient ideas of the mutual transformation of the opposing relationship between the military and the soft, the odd, the offensive and the defensive, the self, the virtual and the real, and the subject and the object."

Seeing that no one was talking, Lian Mingli took a dead branch and wrote out the first paragraph he had just said on the sand plate, and then continued: "There is a technique in this number, and there is a number in the technique." It is said that there is a conspiracy hidden in these numbers, and vice versa. ”

"And this yin and yang is in it. The machine cannot be set, and the setting is not successful. It is said that yin and yang should be coordinated with each other, and when the opportunity comes, they can complement each other. When the opportunity comes, your preparation may not be very sufficient, but if you do not move at this time, and then move when you are fully prepared, the opportunity may be lost. ”

After Lian Mingli finished speaking, he looked at the few people who seemed to understand or not, and said softly: "Write down this passage first, and you will understand it after pondering it a few more times." As for those two poems, it would be best if they could be memorized, and one could be memorized. ”

After speaking, Lian Mingli wrote the two poems on the sand plate.

Looking at the two poems written by Lian Mingli, the hearts of Lian Jing and Lian Qin were turbulent, they didn't expect that there was such a big secret hidden in this poem.

At the beginning, when those people were trying to get the so-called art of war that could control the country and the ministers, you kept coming and going, and the dark piles were highlighted everywhere, and the blood was almost flowing...