After leaving Xie's Mansion, Wen Xunpeng glanced towards the sky. There was already a faint light there, and it would light up in an hour at most.
Wen Xunpeng did not go back immediately. He asked the ox cart to take Liang Yuyin back to Pilgrimage Lane, and then asked the ox cart to take him elsewhere. When he returned to Taisun Mansion, it was already morning, and there were already people and vehicles on the road...
"Mr. Wen!"
Someone was cleaning outside the door of Taisun's mansion. When he got off the bullock cart, the cleaning servants immediately moved to the left and right and saluted respectfully.
Wen Xunpeng's jaw actually already has a rank, but compared to being called Sir Wen, being called sir by the people of Taisun Mansion shows more respect.
Wen Xunpeng's old ambitions have been more than half fulfilled by following the king and becoming his grandson!
As long as the grandson successfully ascends the throne and becomes the lord of the world in the future, he can realize half of his ambitions!
Entering at the door, I met no familiar people along the way, but when I arrived at the hall door, I heard some voices.
"Your Highness, in the past, there was no military strategy in battle formations. The two armies lined up neatly on the plains and charged at each other with drums built. Therefore, chariots were sharp weapons."
"Now, a soldier never tires of deceit, so what will it take for you to position your chariot and charge on the plain?"
"As soon as the chariot retreats to woodlands or hills, it becomes ineffective, so the chariot declines."
The voice doesn't sound like someone from the mansion. It seems to have some knowledge. Could it be another Yulin Guard who was recruited?
Sure enough, when I looked around, I saw about ten people, all wearing the official uniforms of the Yulin Guards, standing in a row, waiting for the grandson to ask questions.
The Baihu who spoke was a middle-aged man with short stature and a pair of bright eyes on his dark red face. He was very fierce. He was talking excitedly and his face turned red.
In such a scene, Wen Xunpeng naturally would not come forward to disturb him. He smiled secretly and turned away. The living room is not small. There are small cubicles next to it for resting. He sat and drank tea while waiting. Someone immediately came forward to serve him.
Tea.
"You're right." I heard Taisun praise him, but instead of continuing the question, he changed the topic about weapons and named someone to reply: "Take Toyota, please tell me."
The hundred households who were named seemed to have not expected that Taisun would call them by name and asked them to answer, and they immediately showed surprise.
This was Taisun. Among the ten households that came, he was the least conspicuous one. Unexpectedly, Taisun actually remembered his name and asked him to answer questions!
Takeyoda immediately replied excitedly: "My grandson, when making a bow, the first step is to choose the wood. Wood properties are different, and the natural curvature is very important. If you choose the wrong bow, it will not be stable no matter how you adjust it. There is no solution for this innate defect."
"The second step is to cut it. The middle should be thick and strong, and the two ends should be thin and flexible..."
This man named Takeyoda has thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks very honest and proficient in weapons. He is also meticulous when answering Taisun's questions.
But the answers to these questions were too honest and missed the point, and most importantly, Taisun had already asked him many times.
Wen Xunpeng sat in the booth and listened, frowning.
This is not the first time I have asked such a question, and it is not the first time I know the answer. Why does my grandson still care about it every once in a while?
It would have been very strange for someone else to ask this question. With regard to the current status of the lord, Wen Xunpeng could not think of any reason why his grandson would be concerned about this matter.
Although weapons are important and bow making is also important, at the level of Taisun, this matter is really too trivial.
"Your Highness, the three disciplines of a soldier are body, weapon, and team!"
"The body is the body, the weapon is the weapon, and the team is the queue."
"I believe that the most important thing is the formation, which can make the soldiers obey the military orders. If the military orders cannot be followed, even if they have martial arts, they will be in chaos."
Just as Wen Xunpeng was thinking this, someone spoke again, his voice a little hoarse and unpleasant, as if he was recovering from a serious illness.
Wen Xunpeng subconsciously looked over and saw that the person who was speaking had a yellow face, a thin face, and was not that good-looking. As a member of the Yulin Guard family, he was generally not too ugly. Even Takeyoda had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a round waist.
, looks burly, and has very regular facial features.
This person looked like he had just recovered from an illness, and his facial features were not that good. At first glance, he even looked a bit wretched.
However, this is actually just an appearance. Wen Xunpeng has read the files and found that although this person looks like a sickly person, he is extremely powerful and has good martial arts skills, so he was able to enter the Yulin Guards and become a hundred households.
This person has a bad appearance, but his name is good, and his name is Xu Chan.
Because the sound was not that pleasant, Wen Xunpeng stopped listening in order not to hurt his ears. He even sat inside, drinking tea and waiting.
After a while, it gradually became quiet outside, and Wen Xunpeng knew that someone was gone.
Only then did he come out, and then he saw Taisun standing under a banner with the words "Three people walking together must have my teacher", looking up at these words, as if deep in thought.
And there was another person standing next to the grandson, who turned out to be a wild Taoist.
I don’t know when the wild Taoist came. When Wen Xunpeng arrived just now, he hadn’t seen him yet.
Su Ziji was not actually reading the words at this moment, but was checking the gains just now through the action of reading the words.
"[Art of War] +1573,7→Level 8 (896/8000)"
This time, hundreds of households were called in to ask questions. The experience value of the art of war did not increase very fast. It might not have increased as much as the military books. It can be seen that in this era, the art of war was still secretly taught to generals, and even ordinary officers could not learn this aspect.
The art of war is not the most important thing for those who aim to become an emperor, especially those who are not yet emperors.
But even if you don’t, it won’t work. Not to mention that you want to be an emperor. Once you become an emperor, although you don’t need to fight in person, you must at least have a basic concept. You can’t be fooled by others, and you can’t give blind orders.
And looking at the current situation, I am afraid that the emperor will suddenly attack at some point, and when he cannot use strategies to resist, he will have to fight with each other.
So while you still have this opportunity, you should play more.
Thinking of this, Su Ziji sighed slightly again.
Upgrading can still be done by doing daily grinding, but it is more difficult to conquer generals.
"Hehe, it's true that you know people but don't know their hearts." Su Ziji thought about Takeyoda just now and sneered secretly: "Originally, I thought that Takeyoda seemed honest and acted very close to me, and he was very devoted to me.
As a result, this trial gave me a big surprise.”
"This Baihu has a sweet mouth, a sword and a jackal's heart. If I hadn't had the ability to test, this Takeyota alone would have ruined my business."
After pondering for a long time, Su Ziji came back to his senses.
Next to it were tables and chairs, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones laid out. Even the ink was polished. Now I picked up the pen and licked the ink until the pen was full. I picked up the pen and wrote my name on the rice paper laid out.
I only wrote three names, and among them was Xu Chan, who didn't look good.
"This person, go to the red stall." Pointing to Xu Chan's name, Su Ziji ordered.