Zhu Yunwen was furious.

It's the kind of anger that gritted its teeth and was helpless.

He didn't expect Zhu Yunxi to be able to move out of his house even if he moved.

Isn't this a naked slap in the face?

"This kid is so good!"

He squeezed a few words out between his teeth and sat down weakly.

"Grandma, it seems that silver is really a man's waist."

Thinking of this, he was very helpless, who called himself rich without Zhu Yunxi?

This is a hard wound that can't be healed, and the pain can only be endured!

"Why don't we get a porridge shack out too?"

Zhu Yunwen asked his grandfather Lu Ben.

Lu Ben nodded: "It's no problem to get a porridge shed, but I'm afraid that I will make that kid anxious and make a bigger battle, and it will be difficult to ride a tiger at that time." ”

Zhu Yunwen frowned, this is really a problem.

Today he can get a porridge shack out, in case tomorrow Zhu Yunxi directly distributes rice to the people, and even silver, so what?

"Forget it, this kid is a bit of a tiger,"

He suddenly recognized it a little, and exclaimed, "How can that be good? ”

Lu Ben thought for a while and muttered: "Otherwise, when the time comes, we will organize the imperial doctors in the palace to treat the people outside the palace for free." ”

Zhu Yunwen's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and said: "Yes, the so-called benevolence of the doctor, this can best reflect the virtue of this king who loves the people like a son." ”

Lu Ben nodded: "And this kid can't imitate this matter, because there are so many imperial doctors in the palace, it is impossible for him to snatch the imperial doctor from us, right?" ”

"Hmph, if he dares to take out the silver to rob someone, I will refer to him in front of the imperial grandfather, and see how he explains it when the time comes!"

Lu Ben laughed and said: "So even if he imitates, he can only be Dong Shi Xiaofeng, just ask who in this Ying Tianfu can be higher than the level of the imperial doctor in our palace?" ”

"Yes, yes, this kid can only find some charlatans at most, and he won't humiliate himself."

Zhu Yunwen was happy and immediately sent someone to handle this matter.

"Grandma Di, aren't you giving people food? Master, I'll treat people this time! ”

Zhu Yunwen shouted proudly in his heart: "At this level, I can throw you kid a few streets, and then see how you pretend to be with me?" ”

.

Early morning.

Outside King Wu's mansion was as lively as ever, and a young girl sat quietly in the porridge shed outside King Wu's mansion.

She wears a hat, and her entire face is hidden in the shadows under the hat, making it difficult to see her face.

But from that slender figure, you can see that it is a young girl. Especially the hands, with slender fingers, white and slender, formed a sharp contrast with the pair of brown bamboo chopsticks in their hands.

Her eating appearance is very elegant, not at all like she came to the porridge shed to fill her stomach, just took a small sip of the gruel in the bowl, but her eyes glanced at the gate of King Wu's mansion from time to time.

Bang!

A tear fell into the bowl, and a haze quickly appeared in his eyes.

"Third Master, will you hate Wen He?"

She sighed faintly in her heart, and finally stood up as if she had made up her mind, and beckoned to a servant of the Wu Palace.

"Please give this to King Wu."

"Tell him that Wen He is sorry for him."

Wen He said, handing an oiled paper package in his hand to the servant.

The servant looked at the girl in front of him in surprise, and then he realized that the face under the hat was so beautiful, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

But just as he was stunned, this beautiful girl had already walked out of the porridge shed, and he opened his mouth to shout, but his eyes suddenly widened.

The girl seemed to walk very slowly, as if she were strolling leisurely, but in an instant she disappeared from his sight.

"This person is a ghost, how can he be so fast?"

He opened his mouth wide in astonishment, looked at the oil paper package in his hand, and the woman's last words sounded in his ears.

Immediately, he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately ran into the palace.

Wen He stood under a big locust tree in the distance, and saw the servant running into King Wu's mansion, so he relieved himself and left slowly.

She walked aimlessly alone, not knowing where she was going.

The master is dead, and in the vast sea of people, she can't find anyone to rely on.

Tears flowed down her cheeks again.

"Liu Bowen was not killed by me."

Zhu Yuanzhang's words have been lingering in her mind.

She didn't know if this sentence was true or not, because the master told her that it was Zhu Yuanzhang who killed her grandfather.

She didn't know why she was sent to her master by her grandfather when she was very young.

However, all this ignorance has now become an eternal unknowing.

Because everyone who knew about this matter died, but Zhu Yuanzhang, the only one who was alive, did not admit it.

Finally, she sighed and walked towards the outside of the city, finally looking back at the tall walls of Ying Tianfu.

"After that, there will be no end of the earth."

"Third master, take care!"

She muttered softly, letting her tears wet her chest.

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Zhu Yunxi had just finished washing up and was sitting at the dining table to eat, when he saw a servant running in panting.

Liuli on the side glared at this person, and scolded in his mouth: "Why are you so unruly? ”

The servant raised the oil paper package in his hand, gasped and said, "Lord Wang, I encountered a strange thing just now.

A beautiful girl finished her breakfast and asked me to give this to King Wu. ”

"Pretty girl?"

Zhu Yunxi's heart moved, and he hurriedly stood up and stretched out his hand, and shouted urgently: "What does she look like?" ”

The servant thought for a moment and replied, "She wears a hat, and the little man just glanced at her when he was opposite her, and by the way, this girl's skin is very white, as if it were transparent." ”

A cold snort came out of Liuli's nose, she had been with Wen He for so long, and she immediately guessed who the girl in the servant's mouth was, and asked the servant:

"What else did she say?"

"She said Wen He was sorry for the third master."

The servant shook his head, as if remembering something, and slapped his head sharply, and said with a look of horror:

"That girl is very strange, she is still talking in front of me one moment, and then disappears the next. The villain was startled at the time, thinking that he had encountered a ghost. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Yunxi and Liuli glanced at each other, and their moods were a little complicated.

Zhu Yunxi took the oil paper package and opened it layer by layer, only to find that there were two thick thread-bound books inside.

"Liu Bowen's Art of War"

He stared at the first book, blurted out, and picked up the second.

"Liu Ji's Miscellaneous Essays"

He read it again, but there was already a wave in his heart.

There is no doubt that these are the two books left by Wen He to herself, written by her grandfather Liu Ji.

Zhu Yunxi gently rubbed the two books with his hands, and after a long time, he sighed in disappointment, and his eyes flashed with a loss that was difficult to hide.

Liuli looked at him like this, and wanted to say a few words, but she stopped talking at the moment.

She knew that Zhu Yunxi was uncomfortable, but in fact, why wasn't she uncomfortable?

"That girl is so innocent and cute, but why would she do such a thing?"

Liuli has never dared to ask Zhu Yunxi this question, because she knows that asking is sad!

In the heart of the little third master, in fact, there has always been this girl named Wen He!

.

After breakfast, Zhu Yunxi returned to the study and carefully flipped through the two books.

The first book "Liu Bowen's Art of War", as the name suggests, is the method of marching and fighting that Liu Bowen learned and summarized in his life.

There are not only various stratagems in the book, but also a lot of formations, as well as various configurations in marching battles.......

The more Zhu Yunxi looked at it, the more frightened he became, as a historian, he naturally had a knowledge of military books in history.

Including "The Art of War" and "Thirty-six Strategies", etc., not to mention proficient, but also a little bit of knowledge.

And this "Liu Bowen's Art of War" is obviously the culmination of the above books, and each argument has detailed annotations, including comparisons with previous military books, as well as the analysis of actual combat examples, and his own detailed supplements.

There is no doubt that this book is simply priceless for people like Lan Yu and Fu Youde who march and fight.

"Looks like I'm going to have to study hard."

Zhu Yunxi said to himself, and opened the second book of "Liu Ji's Miscellaneous Treatises", and couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

This book is completely Liu Ji's life's skills, involving astronomy and geography, the five elements and gossip, feng shui and physiognomy, the hundred schools of thought, and the study of mathematics and physics.

"Sure enough, Zhuge Liang is a three-point world, and Liu Bowen dominates the country!"

Zhu Yunxi flipped through the pages and admired in his mouth, and an old man with fairy wind and bones seemed to appear in front of him.

At this moment, Wen He's appearance appeared in his mind again, and he had mixed feelings for a while, and a deep pity surged in his heart.

"Silly girl, I don't blame you, Third Master!"

He sighed to himself, slowly closed the page, and looked out the window.

On the leafy tree, an unknown bird seemed to sense Zhu Yunxi's gaze.

It tilted its head to look at the boy in the room and let out a chirp. With a thud, he spread his wings and flew into the distant sky.

"Wen He, will you come back?"