When the soldiers began to march quickly around the martial arts field, Wei Ba also started his daily morning exercises. However, he soon regretted it. After running three laps with empty hands, he began to pant heavily, and after seven or eight laps, he began to walk heavily and struggled.
Lao Ming, after finally running twelve laps, was as tired as a dead dog. However, the soldiers, who were fully armed and carrying a large bag of rice, still walked easily, had firm eyes, and even... ran faster than they started.
Some.
Wei Ba was so shocked that he sat on the ground in disgrace, gasping for air. Wei Wu trotted over and handed over a large bowl of water with both hands: "Brother, drink quickly, my mother has specially prepared it for you."
Yes, hot and cold are just right.”
Wei Ba took the lacquer bowl. The water was neither cold nor hot, and it was just right. He turned to look at his mother holding Lan'er in the distance, raised the bowl in his hand, drank it all, and returned the bowl.
He gave it to Wei Wu and said breathlessly: "Awu, help me to the side, I am so embarrassed compared with these donkeys."
Wei Wu smiled, holding the bowl in one hand and supporting Wei Ba with the other: "How can you compare with them? They have been practicing this since they were young, and you have only practiced for a few days. It is not easy to run so far."
"Are you praising me or hurting me?" Wei Ba feigned anger, half leaning on Wei Wu's shoulder, and walked to the small room on the sidelines to sit down. Deng and the little girl Lan'er came over and looked at Wei Wu who was sweating.
Ba, felt distressed and relieved at the same time, but didn't say much. Seeing that Wei Ba had no problem except that his breath was thicker, he left with peace of mind.
"Awu, are you going to practice like this in the future?" Wei Ba looked at the soldiers still running on the martial arts field and asked with a guilty conscience.
"Of course, this is how you practice, eldest brother. If you are not frail and sick, you should practice this way. Of course I will do the same in the future. Even my dad has to exercise every day when he has time." Wei Wu said matter-of-factly.
: "As a general, if you don't practice physical martial arts hard in normal times, there will be no chance of meritorious service on the battlefield."
"But...there's no need to carry such a heavy weight, right?"
"Is this a heavy load?" Wei Wu was surprised. He blinked and said, "We are all used to it. We all practice this way." He thought for a moment and then said, "I remember my father said that this seems to be the case.
A very ancient military training method was passed down by the famous general Wu Qi."
"Wu Qi?" Wei Ba said nothing when he heard the name. Wu Qi was one of the most outstanding generals in the Warring States Period. In the eyes of later military strategists, he was as famous as Sun Tzu. However, his reputation was not very good and his end was not good. When it came to choosing morality.
In the later generations of people, Wu Qi slowly disappeared. Now it is not too far away from the Warring States period, and it is possible that his military books have been handed down. Wei Ba was a little jealous at the thought of seeing the lost military art of Wu Qi.
I was delighted. "Where is this art of war? Can you see it?"
"It's in Dad's study. If you want to read it, of course you can."
"Well, let's go take a look while we still have some free time." Wei Ba regained his energy, stood up, and pulled Wei Wu. Wei Wu frowned: "Should we go now? Can you wait a while?
?”
"Bad boy, I know your whole body and brain hurt when you mention the book." Wei Ba was very aware of the fire and knew that Wei Wu was not afraid of hardship when practicing martial arts, but when he saw the book, his eyes were blank, and he even felt disgusted. He pulled Wei Wu up with force:
"I can tell you that if you want to become a famous general, it is not enough to have good martial arts skills. At best, you are just a fighting general. Don't you admire Marquis Guan? Marquis Guan also wants to study in Spring and Autumn Period. Why don't you study?"
Wei Wu had no choice but to be pulled away by Wei Ba with a grimace. As he walked, he muttered and complained: "You were not willing to go before, but now you are interested in me."
While bickering, the two brothers entered the inner courtyard and came to the study in the backyard. The study was not big, and it was not filled with books as Wei Ba thought. Except for a silk map hanging on the wall, there were only
There is a bookshelf in the corner, with several piles of slips and silk books on it. Under the south window is a lacquered desk with black stripes and red ground, on which are neatly arranged pen and ink stationery. There is also a marching couch in the north corner.
, it should be used for taking a nap when you are tired from reading.
As soon as Wei Wu entered the door, without waiting for Wei Ba to speak, he rushed to lie down on the small couch, covered his eyes with his arms, and complained. "I didn't sleep well yesterday. I'm a little sleepy. I need to catch up on my sleep first. You can read if you want."
Well, it’s all on the shelf.”
Wei Ba was not in the mood to pay attention to him. He first opened the window to let some air in, then walked to the bookshelf and looked through it carefully. There seemed to be a lot of books on the shelf, but in fact there were only a few books, except for one "Spring and Autumn" and one "The Analects of Confucius".
", which are all kinds of military books. Wei Ba quickly found the scroll of bamboo slips with the bone sign of "Wu Zi's Art of War", carefully pulled it out, opened the green bag for packaging, and took out the bamboo slips inside.
The bamboo slips are very smooth, and it seems that Wei Yan has been looking through them frequently. There are densely written small characters on them, such as "Tiantou", "Tiantou", and "Tiantou", as well as small vermilion characters. It is Wei Yan's handwriting like a spear and a euphorbia, which should be his experience in writing.
Wei Ba found the section about Wei Wuzu, took a closer look, and couldn't help but be amazed. It turned out that there were such powerful warriors in ancient times. No wonder Wu Qi was able to dominate the world. You can tell just by looking at his achievements. Seventy-six battles.
He won all sixty-four and was actually undefeated in a single battle. What's even more outrageous is that one of his opponents was the Qin army who later unified the world. Even the Qin army was beaten to the point of losing their temper by him. This guy was so tough.
No wonder Wei Yanhui admired him so much that he wanted to train the Wei Family Trilogy according to the standards of Wei soldiers.
If it is true as Dunwu said, the three thousand tribes of the Wei family have such strength, it will be a formidable force. It may not be enough to sweep the world, but in the small and outnumbered Shu Kingdom, this is definitely a force that can make anyone
It is an existence that no one can ignore. You must know that Wu Qi only relies on 50,000 Wei soldiers.
However, Wu Qi had 50,000 Wei soldiers, but he was never defeated, and he still died miserably in the end, and Wei was finally destroyed by Qin. So what if the Wei family had 3,000 soldiers, could they sweep the world? Definitely.
No. Because in history, Wei Yan died very quickly. Like Wu Qi, he did not die on the battlefield, but died under the sword of his own people.
Wei Ba gently covered the bamboo slips and sighed, his heart heavy. He now somewhat believed in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Zhuge Liang had such confidence to control Wei Yan, but after he died, who could control Wei Yan?
Where is the tiger? So for the sake of the safety of Shu, it is reasonable to leave Wei Yan's secret plan, or rather to eliminate Wei Yan's conspiracy, before his death.
What can the Wei family do to avoid this misfortune? Take a step back to open up the world? It is obviously impossible. With the character of Wei Yan, his father, it is impossible for him to be a coward.
Then the only way is to advance, make yourself stronger, so that all opponents dare not show their fangs, or even bar their teeth. Then remind dad Wei Yan to be careful of Infernal Affairs such as Ma Dai, and don't fall into their trap.
Of course, saving lives shouldn't be a big problem. However, when it comes to force, the Wei family's father and son may be first-rate, but when it comes to strategy, they seem to be relatively weak-minded, especially when they have to compete with a master like Zhuge Liang. Are they overestimating their abilities?
?Although I came from time travel and I have some professional skills, I am not good at maneuvering. Otherwise, I would not have lost my nose and eyes in office politics.
What should we do? Wei Ba looked at the scenery outside the window and pondered silently.
On the small building a dozen steps away, inside the beaded curtain, Mrs. Zhang held her chin in one hand and sat crookedly in the shadows, her eyes slightly closed. Except for the slight trembling of her eyelashes, it was not clear whether she was asleep.
Her personal maid, a girl in brocade clothes, Huan'er, sat behind her, clenching her fists, beating her legs gently, and nonchalantly recounting the situation she had just learned about.
"After he arranged the work, he went to the martial arts field. Somehow, he asked ten warriors to carry rice bags and march around the field. He himself followed more than ten times and was as tired as a dead dog..."
Mrs. Zhang snorted softly, Huan'er was startled and quickly swallowed back what she said. "After resting for a while, Wei Wu and I went to the general's study." She turned her head and glanced at the open door on the small building opposite.
Looking at the figure sitting in front of the window, the anger in his eyes was undisguised.
"Went to the study?" Ms. Zhang opened her eyes and sat up slowly: "Isn't he busy? How come he has time to go to the study?"
"Who knows about him?" Huan'er pouted and said, "In my opinion, he just used this excuse to spank Zhang Ping to humiliate Madam's face."
"Huh?" Mrs. Zhang looked at Huan'er displeased. Huan'er then realized that she had said something wrong. She compared Zhang Ping's butt with Madam's face. It was really indecent. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand and leaned forward and said: "
Madam, my servant made a mistake, please punish me."
"You guys are just too arrogant. Although Wei Ba is the son of a concubine, he is the blood of the general after all. Although he cannot be compared with A Feng, it is not something that you slaves can blame." Zhang said lightly, among which
The aura that came through made Huan'er's face turn pale. "What's more, the general asked him to rush back in such a hurry. There was something urgent. Zhang Ping couldn't even see this. He was as stupid as a pig. He deserved to be beaten to death."
"
Huan'er didn't dare to reply and fell to the ground in submission, trembling.
Mrs. Zhang stood up, walked slowly to the window, looked at the figure in the study room opposite, and raised the corner of her mouth slightly. "However, I am a little curious about his performance today. How can a child who has been cowardly for more than ten years?
Will he suddenly become so strong? In the name of the head of the family, I was speechless, and in my name, he beat Zhang Ping half to death in public, but I can't do anything to him yet. Although this trick of pretending to be powerful is clumsy, it can be used by others.
He used it, but it was really strange."
Zhang was silent for a moment, and then laughed softly: "Even the general and A Feng would not have thought of such a method. The Wei family has always been brave, but now there is someone who can do tricks. It is rare. Could it be?
Is God taking pity on the Wei family and finally willing to give the Wei family someone with some brains?"
Huan'er raised her head and reminded: "But madam, he...if he really becomes smarter, in the future..."
"What are you afraid of? I believe the general can handle the distinction between concubine and concubine." Zhang sneered: "Besides, with his tricks, he may be able to deceive those reckless people, but how can he deceive me?
?If he wants to do harm to Ah Feng, he will have to practice for decades more."
Huan'er didn't dare to say anything more, so she could only respond: "Madam, you are smart."
Mrs. Zhang looked at Huan'er condescendingly and said without any doubt: "Go and look at him. If there is anything you need to remind him, point it out in time. This matter is related to the fight between my Wei family and Yang Yi, but
Don’t be careless.”
Huan'er bowed his head and obeyed: "Here." ————New book issue, please recommend! Please collect! Please support in any way!