Just as the wisp of green smoke dissipated …
Wei Yi's originally haggard eyes regained their luster and vigor.
He slowly got up and walked towards a bookshelf on his right. He stopped in front of it and slightly raised his head, his eyes searching for something on the cover.
Finally, his gaze fell on a book.
He took it down.
On the cover of the book were the words' Sun Tzu's Art of War '!
He immediately flipped through a few pages.
The smell of books assailed his nostrils. It was obvious that this book was very new and rarely read.
The densely packed words flashed past his eyes as memories flashed through his mind.
He still remembered that time …
"Come, come, come. Today, this Prince will teach you 'Sun Tzu's Art of War'." Jing Rong threw the book to him.
He flipped through it.
He didn't really understand it. Jing Rong solemnly said, "Listen carefully. 'Sun Tzu's Art of War' is very complicated and there are many things in it. It's understandable that you don't understand it. However, with this Prince here, you only need to study diligently. This Prince will teach you diligently. However, before you learn it, you must first remember the thirty-six stratagems.
Which thirty-six stratagems are you going to … "
"I know." Wei Yi rushed to answer.
"You know? Have you read this book? "
"I just read it."
"How much did you read just now?" Wei Yi's warm eyes gradually drooped down. His brows were filled with wisdom as he earnestly said, "The first stratagem is to cross the sea by deceiving the heavens. The second stratagem is to besiege the besieged by besieging the besieged by besieging the besieged by besieging the besieged by besieging the besieged by besieging the besieged by besieging the besieged by besieging the besieged.
The eighth stratagem is to cross the sea stealthily. The ninth stratagem is to watch the fire from the other side. The tenth stratagem is … the thirty-sixth stratagem is to retreat. “
He rattled off the thirty-six stratagems.
Every word was correct.
"Can you tell me what 'cross the sea stealthily' is?" Wei Yi asked.
Jing Rong flipped to the section on 'cross the sea stealthily' and used his well-defined finger to poke at it. He explained, "To put it simply, it means to hide one's true intentions behind a certain action for a certain goal, so that no one can detect it."
"What about drastic measures?" Jing Rong was very patient. He flipped to the part about 'pulling the firewood from the bottom of the cauldron' and said, "This' pulling the firewood from the bottom of the cauldron 'means that some things cannot be destroyed in the open, but must be carried out in the dark. There are two layers of meaning to this. The first layer is that when both sides are fighting, if necessary, they can carry out schemes in the dark.
Ruining the enemy's camp or disrupting the enemy's morale was a type of strategy. On the other hand, it had a derogatory meaning, implying that some people were doing bad things in the dark, because they were called vile people. “
Explain in detail.
The memories faded away bit by bit.
"Sneak past Chen Cang, pull out the firewood from under the cauldron …" Wei Yi muttered.
There was a treacherous look in his eyes.
It was hard to fathom.
He slowly closed Sun Tzu's Art of War, returned to the table, and sat down. Looking at the incense burner beside him, he couldn't help but gradually clench his fists.
"Jing Rong, I haven't lost yet!"
Bang!
He slammed Sun Tzu's Art of War onto the table.
It seemed to indicate that a huge conspiracy was about to happen.
…
Early in the morning, white mist pervaded the air.
The leaves and grass were covered with mist, emitting a sparkling and translucent light. It was leisurely and serene.
Early in the morning, Ji Wanxin was led to a pavilion in the Imperial Garden by a stream.
Wei Yi was sitting inside, waiting for her.
"Your Majesty, Second Miss Ji is here."
Wei Yi waved his hand. "Withdraw."
"Yes."
All the palace servants retreated.
Inside the pavilion, Wei Yi sat on a stone chair, holding a book in his hand, reading it carefully.
He couldn't help but praise, "This writing is really good."
Ji Wanxin stood motionless outside, her head lowered. There wasn't the slightest bit of nervousness in her eyes. Instead, there was a trace of confidence in her victory.
"Come in."
She took small steps and entered, bowing. "Greetings, Your Majesty."
Wei Yi flipped the book upside down on the table, his brows serious. He raised his eyes to look at her, the corners of his mouth curled up. "How did you manage to leave that note in my ginseng soup?"
Ji Wanxin replied, "I only boldly borrowed some external help."
"Oh? Who would risk being beheaded to do such a thing for you? "
"Of course it's someone who isn't afraid of death."
"What about you?"
Ji Wanxin smiled miserably. "If I was afraid, I wouldn't have come to the capital, let alone enter the palace."
Wei Yi understood what she meant. "Interesting!"
Ji Wanxin confidently said, "Since Your Majesty summoned me here and avoided others, it's clear that I was right to deliver the note."
Wei Yi laughed contemptuously. "Ji Wanxin, do you know what kind of people I hate the most?"
"…"
"People like you who think you're smart."
She didn't say anything, her gaze lowered.
"But …" Wei Yi tapped his fingers on the stone table a few times. He looked at the woman in front of him and said, "You've really piqued my interest. I'd like to hear what the words' able to inspire both civil and military 'mean."
His tone was low.
Ji Wanxin boldly raised her head to meet his gaze. She wasn't the least bit afraid, instead a trace of craftiness flashed across her face. "I don't know if I should say it."
"I want to hear the truth!" "Yes!" Ji Wanxin took a deep breath. "Although Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, revered by tens of thousands of people and worshipped by hundreds of officials, it's difficult to obtain the love of your heart! Your heart must be filled with unwillingness. Yesterday, Your Majesty issued three imperial edicts, each one displaying Your Majesty's benevolence and wisdom.
As for the deeper meaning … I don't dare to speculate further. "
"Continue." "Prince Rong joined forces with the Kong family of the former Empress to repel Prince Yi's troops. My eldest brother was captured and beheaded. Following that, the former Emperor conferred Kong Qu the title of Grand General of White Cavalry, commanding an army of two hundred thousand! As long as Prince Rong says the word, the Kong family will definitely continue to help.
If Your Majesty truly wants to control the imperial court, there are only civil officials and no military generals, that is equivalent to governing the outside without governing the inside. Thus, Your Majesty needs a force to contend with Prince Rong. "
"Who are you referring to?"
"My second brother, Ji Huan."
Wei Yi's expression darkened. "Do you know what you're talking about?"
"I do." Ji Wanxin replied.
Wei Yi's lips curled into a cold smile. He stood up and walked in front of her. His eyes were sinister. "Then do you know that based on what you said just now, I can kill you?"
She met Wei Yi's fierce gaze and calmly replied, "If I was afraid of death, I wouldn't have written 'civil and military affairs can flourish'. Moreover … is Your Majesty really willing to accept this?"
Wei Yi's gaze suddenly tightened. A trace of killing intent flashed through his eyes. He reached out and grabbed Ji Wanxin's delicate neck.
"Ugh!"
Ji Wanxin's eyes widened. Her hands clutched Wei Yi's wrist, her face contorted in pain.
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