Chapter 357

The people of the Ministry of Bing were racking their brains, and they did not think that the Empire had such a book of war. However, Qi Ping vowed to look like it, but they started to doubt themselves.

"Master Shang Shu ..." A official looked at Shang Shu to the Ministry of War, and then stunned.

I saw the facial features tough, and the latter with a beard was blinking without blinking. Looking at Qi Ping, his eyes also had a little confusion.

He has never heard of this book.

However, Qi Ping is still reciting:

"What is the measure of victory? Prepare the week, but it is common. It is not doubtful. Yin is in the sun, not in the yang's pair. The sun, the yin ... together the enemy is not as good as the enemy, and the enemy is not as good as the enemy.

Do not fight with war. Damaged and rigidity ... "

If it is mentioned, the most famous of his ancient warfare in that world was "Sun Tzu".

But in Qi Ping's view, the more practical is the thirty -six strategies that almost everyone has heard.

Without it, Sun Tzu's book time was far before the latter, and in the history of thousands of years, the law of war law continued to evolve. In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, someone gathered into a popular strategy.

Compared to the "Sun Tzu", which is mostly conceptual, the thirty -six scores are more important to apply actual combat and complete. Although it is not as good as the former, the victory is not a empty talk.

It is just that the thirty -six strategy in memory uses the real real battle in history as an example.

Qi Ping cannot quote here, so he recite just a brief description of each strategy.

This can show muscles without worrying about the details of the strategy.

With his chanting, in the banquet hall, those who knew in the military law also changed their faces. From the initial doubts, the suspicion was shocked, and even shocked.

"This method of victory ..." Huo Ran, a student of Guozi, got up and overturned the cup plate. It was difficult to cover up the color of excitement.

"Destroy its strength, seize its queen, to solve its body. Dragon fights in the wild, and its poverty is poor ... This is the strategy of capturing the king." A general opened his mouth.

"Defense its power and eliminate its potential ... Is the scheme of melee?" The eyes of an official of the Ministry of War lit up.

The Ministry of War is no longer confused, but was shocked.

In fact, in his opinion, many strategies that Qi Ping said, many of them were not fresh, and took out a strategy alone. It was not as good as that sentence "offensive is the best defense" made him think.

But ... the detailed list, the completeness of the strategy, the practicality of the method ... but it surprises him.

Every word Qi Ping seemed to be smashed in his heart and confirmed each other with him.

This is by no means empty talk, but the experience of actual combat.

Jing Wang and others looked at each other, and suddenly they were a little confused. Did Qi Ping understand the military law? They were suddenly not sure.

And Mr. Xun, his heart is even more upside down.

Victory of war, enemy war, attack battle, melee, combat schemes, defeat fighting ... He was paralyzed to the ground, looking up at the young people of the Jinyi, and the words were echoing in his head, breathing, breathing, breathing.

Quickly get up.

With experience, he can determine that every word Qi Ping said is worth a thousand dollars, but the dragonflies have a little bit of water, only briefly mentioned, making him scratch his ears, he can't wait to interrupt, and let him say it carefully.

"... All the divisions avoid the enemy. There is no blame from the left, and it is not abnormal." Unconsciously, there was only Qi Ping's voice left at the entire banquet. When he finished speaking the last sentence, a tone was overlooking the latter:

"This is the thirty -six plan, how?"

Mr. Xun's face red and white, suddenly got up, and tentatively said: "Can the son talk about it carefully?"

Qi Ping didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile.

Mr. Xun is ashamed. Since it is a secret preaching warfare, how can he explain it in detail?

At this time, he no longer doubts the authenticity of the soldiers. Although there is no detail, he can see the vastness of this book from these three words.

With these military methods, the science of the Liang Kingdom has no need to question. As for the winning or losing of the soldiers, as Qi Ping said, maybe ... just a game.

Mr. Xun sighed, suddenly lost his breath, and arched his hand: "I lost."

This sentence is nothing.

On the side, Zhi Ji Jing sighed from beginning to end, looking at King Jing:

"It's too late, thank you for today, I will return to the post hall first."

King Jing is hard to hide the smile: "The messenger please."

Zhiji Jing turned and walked away.

Qi Ping also gave way, but when Zhi Jijing walked by him, the demon girl who had lived for hundreds of years glanced at him deeply.

Then, the eyebrows were raised slightly, and it seemed to be aware of a trace of interest.

"You are very good." She said.

Qi Ping is not humble: "Messenger fallacy."

Zhi Ji Jing didn't speak anymore, and he stepped in a group of people to disappear in Meiyuan.

Until then, the waiter who stayed at the door was only a spiritual, returned to God, and ran to the Royal Palace to rush.

He wants to send the news here back.

Nympho

Taoist courtyard, above the dangerous building.

The ancient mirror suspended in the air shows the scene in the plum garden.

In the middle of the picture, it was the hall, and Zhi Ji Jing came out on the face. Before leaving, he looked up and glanced at the sky.

"Yeah, this chicken essence found you." Yu Xuanji was shocked. She sat on the wooden floor with her knees, and her strong calf muscles squeezed out a white arc.

Daomen smiled in the first seat, and some memories: "After so many years, it is still rich."

The life span of the demon tribe is much longer than humans. Of course, this also has a price. For example, in terms of practice, it is much more difficult than humans.

More than 300 years later, my friends died one by one, but there were some "old friends" in the demon family.

Yu Xuan machine glanced at him sideways, and suddenly realized that this bad old man was actually lonely.

"Ah, what happened just now? Did Qi Ping's boy win?" Yu Xuanji took the initiative to change the topic.

There was no sound in the mirror, and she naturally didn't hear the conversation in Meiyuan.

The first seat of Daomen nodded, and it would be referenced. The female Taoist was dazzling, and the eyes of the eyes turned, muttering:

"Where did he have so many knowledge?"

Daomen's first quiet said: "Only he knows it."

Yu Xuanji yawned, stood up, stretched his waist, was ready to leave, and laughed when he left:

"It's still a good man, and this is so stupid in civil and military."

After speaking, I flew away, waiting for people to leave, and the door of the door sighed:

"Are you stupid? It's too smart ..."

Suddenly, the mirror was dark and turned into black.

In the dark mirror, a hazy light spot emerged. It was a middle -aged scholar with a book box. There was only an orange cat in the box.

One person and one cat quietly solidify in the still world.

Suddenly, the middle -aged scholar looked at "outside the mirror", as if crossing the dimension, and saw the old friend:

"What do you know?"

Nympho

Palace.

A carriage crushes the square covered by snow and walks in the direction of the Royal Garden.

Inside the carriage, wearing a purple dress, Yongning, who was lying in a soft blanket, leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes.

When the carriage stopped, the personal female officer said: "His Royal Highness, arrive."

"Well." Yong Ning opened his eyes, put on a thick big sacrifice, led a few servants, asked the emperor's position, and rushed to rush.

The snow stopped, and the sky was slightly dull. In the garden, a cluster of plum blossom branches were covered with snow.

A faint fragrance.

"There are several plums in the corner, Ling Han opens alone, knowing that it is not snow, for a dark fragrance."

The princess's heart appeared on the plum poems made by Qi Ping at the poetry meeting, and the banquet in the Meiyuan was concerned.

Although she was not in her identity, she also paid attention to the trend. She had learned the news that the Ministry of War was defeated before.

Obviously, the banquet time is very long, and it will end like this.

But somehow, a snow stopped, but there was no follow -up news.

I was anxious and restless, and I simply came to the emperor to find out.

"His Royal Highness, please." A embargo led in front of him, pointing to the pavilion in front.

The emperor and Hu Guifei sat in the pavilion and appreciated the snow.
To be continued...