Day, wouldn't I make a profit? There is no problem in teaching Xue Rengui to read. I just borrowed two popular science books from Mr. Chai and threw them to him, keeping them for him to read. How could Meng Xinghe not do this kind of cheap business? "Shi
Miss Yu, this is what you said, come to Cuiweiju as a guest artist every day from now on, otherwise our promise will not count."
To make a good threat, you must first correct your position. Xue Shiyu accepted it happily. Xue Rengui was taught by Meng Xinghe personally, and I am afraid that he will not learn too many skills, so she felt a little relieved. Turning her head, Xue Shiyu seemed to be telling her
: "Xiao Li, from now on you must listen to your brother Meng and remember not to act recklessly, otherwise my sister will never pay attention to you again."
I am afraid that only a young lady like Xue Shiyu can control this tiger general of the Tang Dynasty. Xue Rengui nodded silently, but was still as rude as ever.
"Okay! Miss Shi Yu, you should go down and play the piano!" Adhering to the principle of not wasting resources, Meng Xinghe plundered them hard. Xue Shiyu glared at him and walked downstairs without saying anything. Xue Rengui
He also wanted to go down with her, but Meng Xinghe shouted: "That, that". He didn't know how to shout. After all, he had no communication with Xue Rengui. Calling him Xiaoli was too kind, and calling him Xue Da was afraid of being sorry.
With a roll of his eyes, Meng Xinghe took advantage and said, "Young man in white robe, come here first."
Xue Rengui, wearing a white robe, walked over with an angry look on his face.
"I have a lot of things here, what do you want to learn?" Opening a book box next to him, Meng Xinghe did not forget to read even though he was in a restaurant. After a while, he poured out all the books in the book box, and they were all delicious.
There are all of them. Books like Dongxuanzi's Thirty-six Hands, Eighteen Patterns, and Touching in the Royal Garden account for a small half, and the rest are purely literary things. Meng Xinghe usually uses it for entertainment when he has nothing to do, and his life is not bad.
Enrichment.
Hum! Xue Rengui glanced at it and said disdainfully: "Chen Cang's bad tune, what's the use of learning it?" Meng Xinghe's pure heart was severely hit.
One is worth a hundred. If I want to learn, I can only learn a technique that is invincible to ten thousand people. Do you have it?"
This boy is ambitious and indeed more courageous than I am. A technique that is invincible to all men? Meng Xinghe pretended to be thoughtful. "If you really want to learn it, I will ask Yu Huayuan to print some books for you on the Nine Yang Magic Technique or the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon."
Take it and practice it! Whether you can practice it depends on your luck." In my day, I still want to learn the art that is invincible to ten thousand people? Young people should be aware of current affairs and don't aim too high. If you open your mouth, you will be invincible to ten thousand people. If I
If there is, I won’t give it to you.
Meng Xinghe scolded the ambitious guy. He slid his hand across the table, picked up a copy of "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and threw it to Xue Rengui. He said seriously: "We can only hold on for a while by force. Wisdom is an inexhaustible source. Put this
If you read this military book thoroughly, you will be invincible."
Is the experience accumulated over thousands of years false? In the fight between civil and military forces, it was still Wen who laughed in the end. Meng Xinghe taught Xue Rengui a lesson unceremoniously. Unexpectedly, Xue Rengui took the book of war and threw it away: "The book of war in the world, I
I have already memorized it by heart, and I can even recite it backwards and forwards, so what’s the use of it?”
He roared in vain, with such an arrogant tone. Meng Xinghe sat on his grand master's chair, unable to tell whether he was happy or sad. Xue Rengui is so rough now, and it is hard to imagine that he will become a great person in the future: "Since you have memorized the military books of hundreds of schools,
Then I would like to ask, how do you explain the importance of soldiers and the speed of war?" Hey~ I am asked to teach a lost child again, which is not what I want. Meng Xinghe's innocent expression is a bit in need of a slap.
Humph! Little scholar, do you know what a soldier is and what a general is? You have never even seen blood, yet you still have the nerve to talk about the art of war. Xue Rengui, who has memorized hundreds of art of war, seems to be using his expertise at this moment, and speaks eloquently: "The two armies
In a battle, if you want to attack someone from thousands of miles away, but you have a lot of baggage, it is difficult to make a profit, and if the enemy hears about it, he will be prepared. It is better to abandon the baggage and throw away the weight, choose a way out with light troops, cover up the enemy's surprise, and attack them unprepared, and you will definitely gain a big victory.
Win?"
Without a trace of hesitation, his judgment and insights are of the highest quality. No one can believe that Xue Rengui is not familiar with hundreds of schools of war.
"Okay...okay...okay" Meng Xinghe clapped his hands and applauded, and he really knew it all by heart. "What a surprise to cover up one's unpreparedness. If it's really like you think, a three-year-old kid in this world will know how to fight." He said helplessly.
Sigh, it seems that Xue Rengui has not really grown up. If these four sentences are taken literally, Xue Rengui is right, but he seems to be too impatient. Talking about military affairs on paper will only make him more and more smooth. In real military use, he is like a god.
Rely on the word "soldier".
"Soldiers are so precious! The way of holy war depends on time, location, and harmony. If the soldiers are not harmonious, how can they be called quick? Soldiers are so precious and so quick. The world only knows that the soldiers behind are quick, but they ignore the importance of soldiers in the front. Soldiers are precious.
If there is disharmony and the three armies are undisciplined, even if they are extremely fast, they will only be defeated. You know, the generals attack the troops, the lieutenant generals attack the city, the superior generals attack the plans, and the divine generals attack the heart. How to train your troops to be noble, you can fight with great speed in all battles.
"
Ugh! Meng Xinghe licked his dry lips, holding a copy of Dongxuanzi's Thirty-Six Hands, and boasted about the art of war on his chair. "Good posture, it's really hard to catch it, it's unprepared, and it's hard to guard against."
Just slipped in from the back."
Xue Rengui turned his eyes and saw Meng Xinghe holding a little book in his hand, with a picture of two naked men and women hugging each other. Is this man knowledgeable and talented? Or is he a dirty person? He just explained that he was self-reliant.
The arrogant Xue Rengui couldn't help but admire that he and Meng Xinghe competed in military tactics just to get a blow.
Soldiers are valuable! Therefore, they can be swift! This is how a divine general uses his troops. Keeping this sentence in mind, Xue Rengui's favorable impression of Meng Xinghe actually improved a little bit. He has never surrendered in front of anyone, and he will not do so today.
It is indeed too shallow to deny one's own opinions.
Still so arrogant, Xue Rengui walked over slowly, picked up the "Art of War" from the ground, and then went downstairs with a blushing face.
Meng Xinghe continued to lie on his back on his Taishi chair, looking at the leisure book in his hand with nothing to do, and a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
I slowly turned over a few pages and studied the above knowledge in my heart with a rigorous attitude. The door of the office was pushed open again. This time it was Mr. Chai who came in. He looked very angry, as if there was a fire in his home. Meng
Xinghe had not yet arrived and asked what was going on. Young Master Chai had already said in a panic: "Meng. Brother Meng, there is news from the county court that the results will be released today."
Release the results? Meng Xinghe asked nonchalantly, then slammed the "yellow book" shut and shouted with a voice of 120 decibels: "You mean the test results are down? - Damn it! Let's go~ let's go quickly,
Go and have a look~~My mother is still at home waiting for news about my high school, I can't live up to her expectations." Thinking that the nominal mother at home has been waiting for this day, Meng Xinghe couldn't care much and ran out.