Three anecdotes

"Little Martial Uncle." Fengxing came out to pour water and saw Jing Shanbo walking over.

"Have you been punished?" Seeing his nephew limping, Jing Shanbo asked with his mouth.

Feng Xing shook his head, "Father said that although I didn't answer very well, my experience at this age is already rare, so I didn't punish him. It's just that my legs became stiff from practicing guns these days, so I pulled it out. That's right. ,Little uncle, dad said, before going out to practice tomorrow, we want us to take our study notes together."

Jing Shanbo was startled, and suddenly his shoulders trembled. He felt uncomfortable when he wanted to ask, but he was a little worried if he didn't ask, so he asked with a smile on his face, "How much have you written?" Although he knew that Feng Xing was studying hard. A good boy, but still hold a bit of fluke.

"I've been busy practicing guns these days, and I just read the books my father mentioned. What's more, my father said that learning without thinking is useless. Having ideas is more important than copying books, so I don't write much." Feng Xing said.

Jing Shan let out a sigh of relief, and even the bloody swallows on his eyes seemed to laugh, "Yes, senior brother will definitely ask for ideas, and it's not like copying."

Feng Xing nodded, "However—my father always asks me to read some commentaries from predecessors. It is rare that some ideas have already been discussed by sages. I don't know how to deal with tomorrow's questions."

Jing Shanbo is now putting on airs of a senior uncle, "Brother, you can ask any questions. Although we haven't studied much, it's not easy to deal with."

"Little Martial Uncle is right. Little Martial Uncle, I still want to go back to practice guns, do you want to come together?" Feng Xing asked Jing Shanbo.

Jing Shanbo shook his head quickly, "I'm sleepy. Don't practice too late. This time, the second and third senior brothers asked me to tell you that you are still young, so don't rush to practice."

"Yes. Congjie respectfully obeys the teachings of the Second and Third Martial Uncles." Shang Conghuan hastily bowed down respectfully.

Jing Shanbo waved his hand, "Go quickly, finish your practice early, go back and rest early."

"Is the little uncle sleeping with his father?" Feng Xing asked.

Jing Shanbo shook his head hastily, "No, no, I—I have something to do today." Would he tell his nephew to make up the untouched reading notes tonight? I don't have such a thick skin, Jing Shanbo Seeing that Feng Xing had turned away far away, he thought of going around. Then he thought about it, he walked out and in for no reason, Feng Xing was so smart that he would definitely notice it, so he simply walked around outside the tent twice.Shang Quhan looked at Jing Shanbo circling around by himself through the window, and immediately understood what was going on in the kid's mind, but he didn't reveal it, and let him turn around.

In the early morning of the second day, Jing Shanbo brought the reading notes that he had struggled all night—eight pages, and saw Fengxing waiting for him outside the tent from a distance. Jing Shanbo felt ominous early on. Taking a closer look, I saw Feng Xing was holding a stack that was about half an inch thick in both hands. When I looked closely, it was divided into five stacks, neatly nailed, like a small book. Jing Shanbo couldn't calm down anymore, " Don't you do a lot?"

"It's not much. I have only read the book my father ordered me to read three times." Shang Conghuan replied.

Jing Shanbo suddenly felt that his lips were dry, so he could only comfort himself, the senior brother was already very strict, if he hadn't done as much as himself, wouldn't it be a disaster, so he comforted himself cheekily and walked in, Shang Qinhan was already on the record Sitting in front of him and looking at the official documents, when he saw the two of them coming in, he called Jing Shanbo first, took a few pieces of torn paper but didn't look at it, just stared at his hand, Jing Shanbo had worn a bag on his hand holding the pen last night. Thinking of the elder brother's sharp ears and eyesight, it's too late to hide now, so he simply confessed, "Recently, I didn't read any books, so I just read "Sun Tzu's Art of War", and I felt a little bit—" Speaking of this, I couldn't stop talking I had no choice but to stare blankly.

Shang Quhan held the ruler on the case in his hand, "You can only find "Sun Tzu's Art of War" where you slept last night."

Jing Shanbo secretly glanced at Shang Conghuan, Shang Conghuan was more embarrassing than his uncle, Shang Quhan gave Jing Shanbo a look, "Stand aside, I will send you off later. Fengxing——"

Shang Conghuan hurriedly took his notes, "Apologize, my boy. I have practiced guns recently, so I am a bit slack in reading."

Shang Quhan nodded, but first looked at the stack of papers on which he wrote down the questions, "When the soldiers are strong and the officials are weak, they say they are relaxed; when the officials are strong and the soldiers are weak, they say they are falling, what do you not understand?"

"Feng Xing thinks that if the soldiers are strong and the officials are weak, it may be that the court has improperly employed people. The officials are strong and the soldiers are weak, but it is also the fault of the soldiers and generals." The branch will be adjusted every three years, when the soldiers don’t know the generals, and the generals don’t know the soldiers, how can they march and fight?”

Shang Quhan didn't answer his son's question directly, but smiled and said, "You're not asking about military affairs, but about state affairs. Government is based on virtue, like Beichen, who lives in his place, and all the stars share it."

Shang Conghuan said, "What my father means is that as long as the world is governed with benevolence, everyone will live in their own places, perform their duties, and take care of their responsibilities. Whether it is to enrich the people or strengthen the army, whether it is strong or weak, all depends on the situation. Just move."

Jing Shanbo yawned.

Cardinal Jin gently held Tao'er's spine, yawning lazily, "Where are the fresh lychees from Yibin?"

Yun Shu sent a bowl of raw ground soup, "Your Majesty, lychees are hot in nature, so it's not advisable to eat too much."

Cardinal Jin said, "I like the aroma of fresh melons and fruits, it's not so tacky."

Shang Quhan raised the curtain, "You have no jade here to produce fragrance, so why do you need lychees?"

Cardinal Jin stretched out his hand for him to hold, "Stay away from the branch, never leave the root, I like what he means."

"Homesick again?" Shang Chengbi asked.

Cardinal Jin sighed softly, Tao'er jumped off his hands, and chased after the ball of paper under the table to play, Shang Chengbi was amused, and deliberately snatched the ball of paper over, Tao'er stood up and wanted to But he didn't dare, so he had to grab Cardinal Jin with his claws. Cardinal Jin said in a weak voice, "Give it back to him."

Shang Chengbi unfolded it casually, but frowned, and wrote on the paper, "Sorrow continues like a chain, and thoughts return to the temples overnight. Aspirations are not rewarded with a three-foot sword, and the hometown is separated by thousands of mountains. After the sound book cut off the war , relatives and friends meet each other in a dream. But envy the floating clouds and birds, because the wind blows away and blows back."

"Why are you writing these again?" Shang Chengbi shredded the ball of paper into confetti, flying everywhere, Tao'er chased this piece and then that piece, running very lively,

Cardinal Jin breathed out, "The Yan family of Chi Rong Shanyu is my fellow villager."

"You recognize her?" Shang Chengbi grabbed his wrist.

Cardinal Jin smiled coldly, "So what if you recognize him, so what if you don't? She has been away from Chu for five years, five years—" Cardinal Jin murmured, "Is there anyone in Chu who didn't recognize Mr. Chonghua?"

Shang Chengbi let go of his hand, "Don't think too much, there are also Chu people who surrendered in the court, if you miss home, I will ask them to come and talk to you."

Cardinal Jin was silent, but Shang Chengbi suddenly asked, "Did Mrs. Lu come just now?"

"I can't hide anything from you." Cardinal Jin just looked into Tao'er's biyingying eyes.

"Dong Luoxie has a request for me this time. She is the Shanyu's Zhuanquyan family, so she will naturally go for the most talkative woman in the palace. You only met once at the banquet. Except for the Lu family, And who will tell you that she is from your hometown." Shang Chengbi said with a slight disdain, "Woman!"

Cardinal Jin beckoned Taoer to come back, "Mr. Lu has long been united with the empress, and she wants to get rid of me sooner rather than later. It's rare that she has a chance to hit me, how can she let it go?"

Shang Chengbi looked gloomy, "What did she say?"

Cardinal Jin stroked Tao'er's spine, "Too lazy to listen, too lazy to remember."

Shang Chengbi looked at Yun Shu, and Yun Shu bowed his head, "Your Majesty, I just mentioned the matter of my son fighting the five bandits with his sword in the past." Back then, Cardinal Jin swept across the five villages on the border of Hunan with a single sword, and a few hundred minions drew their flags and died. Come on, how many girls will forget the romance of the white horse crossbar.

Shang Chengbi hugged Cardinal Jin's shoulders, "Zhen Chonghua has always been outstanding."

Cardinal Jin pushed his hand down, "It's the past."

Shang Chengbi was about to say something, but Wang Chuanxi suddenly led a young eunuch in, and as soon as he entered the warm hall, the little eunuch collapsed on the ground, "Your Majesty—"

Shang Chengbi frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"

The little eunuch opened his mouth for a long time, and Wang Chuanxi slapped his whisk before he could speak, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is bleeding!"

The author has something to say: this chapter is not as comfortable as I thought it was at the time

I'm so tired, go to bed

Go to bed early, everyone, Ann~