The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

In the past few years, the great merchants have become more and more turbulent. The border countries outside are ready to move, and the southwestern rebels are constantly provoking wars. As the general of the merchants to protect the country, the responsibility and pressure on Wen Jue can be imagined.

Every day, he turns around like a spinning top in the court army, and he is always on guard against the assassination forces from all sides who will suddenly appear at any time. In many cases, he can't even rest at night, and his mind is tense. It was tight, as if it would be broken in the next second, and only when I returned to this house and changed back to the identity of Wen Jue, could I get a little bit of relaxation and sleep peacefully.

Speaking of which, at the beginning, when Wen Jue learned that he was going to "play" the two roles of Wen Chongzhou, the big villain, and the hero's mentor at the same time, he was so mad and resisted, but as time went by, his mentality changed completely. It’s been——official battlefields, power struggles, and swords and swords have experienced life and death many times in these years. Looking back now, it still seems like a big dream. Only this house, the old man and a few children in this house, let us He felt that there was a sense of reality that was within reach.

Wen Jue slept for two or three hours, and it can be said that he woke up naturally, but his chaotic consciousness was about to clear the clouds, and he heard He Yiyang's yelling.

He sat up, looked at the back of the kid jumping excitedly, and asked quietly: "What are you not allowed to see?"

"Don't let me see your face." He Yiyang picked it up reflexively. After seeing Jiang Jin'an who was sidehanded and Yin Wujiu who was opposite Yin Wujiu had strange eyes, he realized something was wrong after a few seconds of buffering. Turning his head stiffly, seeing Wen Jue sitting on the recliner quietly facing him, he suddenly felt a chill run up his back.

"Master, master, are you awake?" Although He Yiyang couldn't see the master's eyes covered by the cloth, he somehow felt that the master's eyes must be very dangerous.

Wen Jue said, "Are you so curious about being a teacher?"

He Yiyang was used to it. Although he was a little afraid of Wen Jue's majesty, he couldn't resist his curiosity and nodded his head bravely.

Wen Jue laughed angrily—you dare to nod your head!

But it turns out that the name Fat Tiger has not been called for so many years. Not only did He Yiyang dare to nod, after nodding, he also opened a pair of bright eyes and looked at Wen Jue.

"Since you want to see it so much..." Wen Jue raised his hand to touch the brim of his hat covering his face, facing the boy's eyes filled with anticipation.

This action can be said to have stunned the three children present.

Master, master, he is an old man, he will not really agree!

Thinking of this, several people suddenly opened their eyes slightly, and unconsciously relaxed their breathing, but unfortunately, what was waiting for the next second was not Wen Jue's true face of Lushan, but a violent shudder, one by one.

He Yiyang reacted slowly, and it took several seconds to realize that they were being tricked by his master, and he held his head for a while, feeling aggrieved: "Master, are you going too far?"

"Is this too much?" Wen Jue asked unhurriedly, "Have you practiced the "Overlord's Marksmanship" entrusted to you by my teacher?"

He Yiyang suddenly wilted: "No, no."

Wen Jue's voice sank for a moment: "Then hurry up."

Wen Jue is usually gentle and easy-going, but when it is time to be serious, he is unambiguous, but with a light sigh, He Yiyang shrank his neck in horror and went to find a gun.

Wen Jue saw him regain his posture in the courtyard, and turned to look at Yin Wujiu and Jiang Jinan who were at the side.

Before the two of them waited for him to speak, they consciously went to see what to do.

Wen Jue casually picked up an arm-length twig from the ground, walked up to Yin Wujiu and He Yiyang, saw the flaw in He Yiyang's moves, and mercilessly pulled over.

This slap on He Yiyang's arm made him tremble in pain, and the gun in his hand fell off. The young man was a little dazed at first, but when he realized it, he turned back to look at Wen Jue.

"Insufficient strength and wrong angle. The essence of this move is speed. With your speed, if the enemy is me, you may lose an arm at least, or lose your life at worst."

He Yiyang said subconsciously: "In this world, how many people have the skills like you, Master."

Wen Jue said: "Are you not convinced?"

"Is there any apprentice?" He Yiyang just retorted habitually just now, but in fact the lack of support that Wen Jue pointed out, he knows that he does exist.

"Since you haven't, then pick up your weapon and continue practicing. Repeat the wrong and insufficient movements just now a hundred times."

A hundred times!

He Yiyang complained incessantly, but he didn't dare to haggle at all, and hurriedly picked up the long spear that was almost as heavy as his own weight on the ground and practiced.

However, before practicing a few tricks, the back of the knee was slapped by Wen Jue again. The place was thin and fragile, and He Yiyang was so painful that he almost knelt down, and managed to stabilize his figure with a spear. .

"You have practiced basic skills all these years for nothing."

He Yiyang didn't understand what Wen Jue said, but Wen Jue quickly gave him the answer: "The base is not stable, if the two armies are knocked down in a confrontation, do you know what will happen?"

"What?" the boy asked in a hiss, enduring the pain in his knee.

"In an instant, it will turn into an army of thousands of horses... a dead soul under one step." Wen Jue deliberately slowed down when he said the last few words, almost uttering every single word.

He Yiyang conditioned his brain to make up the picture, and suddenly a chill crept up his back.

Being slapped these two times by the master, he was in terribly painful pain. If he was trampled to death alive, the pain... He Yiyang, who has always been most afraid of pain, dared not think about it.

Jiang Jinan, who was meditating cross-legged at the side, was already in a state of confusion when he heard the conversation between the master and the apprentice.

——Although He Yiyang is not very old, he also has a passion for protecting his family and the country. Jiang Jinan pays a lot of attention to him on weekdays, so he naturally knows this. He even clearly remembers when the other party said "in the future "I'm going to fight" this sentence, and from then on, He Yiyang changed from being coerced by them to practice kung fu to actively practice kung fu.

But although He Yiyang often said that sentence, he was still young at that time, so Jiang Jinan didn't take it seriously, but now, listening to these words from Wen Jue's mouth, for some reason, he It is impossible to take it lightly.

——He also couldn't imagine that this little fool with a tiger head and a tiger brain would one day go to the battlefield and face the situation when he was fighting with swords.

And Master, Master has a gentle temper. Even if they slack and make mistakes, at most they are punished for copying, practicing exercises or running laps, but he has never touched them. But now, not only did he do it, but he did it so hard.

Jiang Jinan thought about it, and naturally began to think about the reasons for the master's change in his mind, and then he thought of one thing - I just heard Yin Wujiu say that there seems to be conscription outside, the master doesn't want to... …No, it’s impossible, Yang Yang has just turned thirteen, how could Master let him join the army, and even if Yang Yang and Master thought so, Uncle and Aunt would never agree.

Jiang Jin'an repeatedly told himself that he must have thought too much, so he calmed down a little complacently.

For an entire hour, Yin Wujiu and He Yiyang hardly had a rest, not only were they so tired that they couldn't breathe, they also suffered a lot of injuries, even though they were all skin traumas, they couldn't resist the burning pain.

It wasn't until Wen Jue hired the cook's servant to call them for dinner that this devilish training finally came to an end.

In the crisp autumn season, the stars at night are also very bright. Wen Jue lay on the tiles of the roof, thinking of what would happen next, but his heart couldn't be as bright as the sky above his head.

"Master, what are you thinking?" Suddenly a clear young voice rang in his ears, interrupting Wen Jue's thoughts.

Wen Jue opened his eyes, and saw the immature face of the boy above his head with the moonlight behind his back.His eyes moved slightly.

"Why don't you go to sleep?" Wen Jue recalled the first time he met Yin Wujiu. He remembered that day, under the system's request, he ran into the mountain under the scorching sun, and then he saw Yin Wujiu. To this child knelt on the ground digging soil.

At that time, Yin Wujiu was wearing tattered clothes, so dirty that he couldn't see the original color at all, the shoes on his feet were also torn, and they didn't fit at all, they were too big, unkempt, dark skinned , as thin as a stick, a small mouth as dry as an old dead tree, and the chapped skin can fall off with a touch.

At that time, he couldn't connect the other party with the protagonist described in the book, but now, that thin and small dirty boy is so good-looking, handsome and heroic, at a young age , Wherever he goes, he can shake the hearts of countless girls.

"Isn't Master still asleep?" Yin Wujiu didn't know what was going on in his heart, so he replied, and then he also imitated Wen Jue and lay down on the tiles, after a while, without waiting for the other party's reply, He continued, "I went out today and heard from people outside that the southwest rebels had reached the bank of the Xunjiang River, and the imperial court seemed to start recruiting soldiers in the imperial capital. Master, will you go to the front line?"

"En." Wen Jue was silent for a few seconds, and then responded lightly.

Back then, Tu Mengzhan was beaten back to his old lair in the Southwest, with heavy losses and a severe injury to his vitality. Unexpectedly, he made a comeback in just two years, and even colluded with the Nanman. In March, the army of the Great Merchants retreated steadily. Not to mention the previously recovered cities, they also lost the cities of Tong and Yu. Now they have reached Xuncheng. Wen Jue went to support, why is it a risk, because Wen Jue, as the general protecting the country, has an army of [-], and has been guarding the safety of the imperial capital and the northwest border. Once he leaves, the northern countries are likely to take advantage of the vacancy , although Tu Mengzhan was fought back last time, the Northwest almost fell again. This time, although Wen Jue has made a thorough deployment, it is still difficult to guarantee that nothing will go wrong.

Yin Wujiu said: "Wujiu will go with you."

The male protagonist joined the army at thirteen, this is the setting in the original protagonist's plot, and that book has already been read in Wen Jue's mind countless times, but even so, listening to this immature young man say this sentence himself at this time, he I still feel like something hit me hard.

Wen Jue didn't speak for a long time, Yin Wujiu thought that he disagreed, and continued: "Master, you have taught Wujiu so many ways of using troops these years, and you just hope that Wujiu will be able to fight the enemy one day, isn't it?"

Wen Jue turned his head, looked at the boy's eyes that were as bright as stars under the night light, and said in a low voice for a long while: "You have indeed grown up." It is no longer the same child who he was when he was a child. Just learn what, even a little fool who doesn't ask why he learns.

Yin Wujiu blinked, not understanding what he meant.

Wen Jue said: "Aren't you afraid to go into battle and kill the enemy?"

Yin Wujiu said almost without thinking: "Wujiu is not afraid, besides, isn't there still Master?"

Hearing his trusting and dependent tone, Wen Jue really couldn't tell him that even if he went to the front line, he would not be able to accompany him at that time. After a moment of silence, he just said something unclear: "On the battlefield, As a teacher, I can't protect you all the time."

"Then let Wu Jiu protect Master." Yin Wu Jiu said seriously.

Wen Jue was taken aback for a moment, then smiled lightly, but didn't say anything more.

After a while, Wen Jue felt the boy move towards him, and then hugged his arms with both hands.

"What are you doing?" Wen Jue was a little confused.

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