Lin Shu's face slapped
Lin Shu's face slapped?
Lin Shu said disdainfully, "Tell me, I'm listening. What is it that isn't in the document?"
He was waiting to hear a joke!
Her crimson lips parted slightly as she spoke, "According to the military records, during the reign of the late Emperor, three years after the Winter Solstice Expedition, the Yue army destroyed thirteen cities, and eight flags were hung on the city walls for a full nine days, facing the wind. The valiant general Liao Wei was conferred the title of general, becoming the general who conquered the most cities in the history of Great Lin, not because he was brave and resourceful, but because there was a female Zhuge in the camp, surnamed Zhao Ye. She could read at the age of three, had already read thousands of military books by the age of five, and followed the army into battle at the age of ten. She gave advice and suggestions, causing the Nanliang army to retreat a thousand miles and return to their country in victory. At the age of twelve, she wrote the first military book in the history of Great Lin, 'The Art of War of Lu Zhou', under the pseudonym Bai Zi. From following the army to conquering a city, she recorded all kinds of strategies. The original copy of the book is still in good condition in the Imperial Palace's library. Zhao Ye spent her entire life with the army and had outstanding military exploits. She was blessed by the emperor for thirty years and died at the age of sixty-five."
Her words fell!
Everyone was astonished!
Pairs of eyes gradually widened as she spoke. Ji Yunshu didn't intend to stop there.
Empress Xiaozhuang assisted the young Crown Prince to ascend the throne. In the third month of that year, Dongchou invaded. In order to prevent civil war, Empress Xiaozhuang had no choice but to close the curtains and take charge of politics. She dispatched thirty thousand soldiers to attack the south and defend the north while another hundred thousand soldiers surrounded them from Hongchuan in the west. In less than half a year, Dongchou laid down its arms and surrendered. In the seventh month of the following year, the court officials revolted. Even the Marquis incited twice to impeach them, accusing them of plotting a rebellion. Empress Xiaozhuang was forced to flee to the Southern Temple with the young Emperor. She secretly sent a letter to the four border passes. With her strength alone, she fought against the encirclement with words and bought enough time for the hundreds of soldiers to gather and return to the capital. This is how the flourishing and prosperous Great Lin came about today. "
The entire study hall was silent.
Lin Shu felt as if he had received a ten-thousand-point critical hit. His footsteps became unsteady, and he staggered a few steps back.
His lips trembled, and he stuttered for a while, unable to say a single word.
Ji Yunshu's expression was cold and resolute. Her eyes were filled with vigor. "In ancient times, there was a woman who fought for Ping Tian. Later, there was a Zijun who became the heir to the throne. Princess Ming An married far away to assist her husband and the people. Xi Zi was a strategist, and Jia Zi was a teacher. As long as they have talent, what does it matter if they are male or female? How about it? Do you want to continue listening? If you want to listen, I can continue to tell you. "
Bang!
She took a step forward and Lin Shu retreated even more. His back hit the door frame with a loud thud.
Like a drum, it knocked everyone awake from their stupor!
Looking at Lin Shu's pale lips, Ji Yunshu was secretly pleased.
Little guy, do you think I can't deal with you?
Ever since she transmigrated her soul to this world five years ago, she had read almost all the books in the yamen. She clearly remembered the history of women taking the lead from ancient times to the present. What she had just said was just the tip of the iceberg. After all, she was half an archaeologist. When it came to history, she could show off her slight skill in front of an expert.
Moreover, when Ji Li and Ji Huan returned home, they would talk about military campaigns and battles. She opened her ears and heard everything.
Lin Shu wanted to struggle on his deathbed. He pouted, "You … you're talking nonsense. Why didn't I know?"
"As I said just now, what I've said is not in the poems and songs that you've read."
"Since it's not there, then you must have made it up."
Child, are you having delusions?
Just as Ji Yunshu was about to refute, Shang Zhuo walked out from the crowd. Although he did not participate in Lin Shu's farce, he still perked up his ears to listen. He had to admit that Ji Yunshu's words made him feel inferior.
He said, "Teacher Ji did not speak nonsense, nor did she make it up. I've read about Empress Xiaozhuang and Princess Ming An's husband in the 'Hundred Records'. Although it's not written in detail, it's true."
"'Hundred Records'?"
Lin Shu quickly searched through his mind. It seemed like it had been mentioned before. For a moment, he was speechless.
Ji Yunshu smiled back at Shang Zhuo. The two looked at each other and nodded politely.
Then, she said to Lin Shu, "I've said what I need to say. If you want to learn from me, consider it as learning from me. I hope that Young Master Lin can read the 'Lu Zhou's Art of War' and 'Hundred Records' when you have the time."
She bowed.
"Farewell."
She could not be bothered to stay any longer. She clasped her hands at the crowd and bowed slightly.
"This one will take his leave."
She then pulled the dazed Tang Si away.
Tang Si stuck to her side, her face full of admiration. "Ah Ji, although I didn't understand what you said just now, I got the gist of it. You're simply too amazing. I really like you. From today onwards, no matter what happens, I won't let you go. You're mine."
Her eyes seemed to sparkle with a peachy red heart.
She expressionlessly curved her lips.
There was no response.
Then, a voice came from behind, "Wait."
Lin Shu was indignant. He had been humiliated by an outsider in front of his classmates. He had lost all his face and he had to regain it no matter what.
He rushed forward and pulled Ji Yunshu back. With a stubborn expression, he said, "Even if what you said is true, it's just what you said. It can't be considered knowledge at all."
Ji Yunshu said, "Then what do you want?"
"In our academy, we hold a competition every three months. Music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, poetry, songs, or scholars discuss the Dao. You can choose one of them and ignore the content of the text. How about it? Do you dare? "
"Why should I agree?"
"It doesn't matter if you agree or not. But if you want to be a coward, I won't stop you." Lin Shu pouted, feeling that he had the upper hand.
This dog skin plaster is so annoying!
Ji Yunshu's initial helplessness evolved into a little irritation.
She had seen too many shameless people, but she had never seen a man so shameless. He was so thick-skinned that he insisted on competing with her for who was better.
At this moment, Tang Si stepped forward and pointed at Lin Shu. "Ah Ji, you compete with him. I don't believe this brat can come up with any more tricks. The lesson just now wasn't enough for him to digest. Let's teach him a lesson more ruthlessly."
Lin Shu snorted. "Woman, don't smile when you open your mouth."
"You dare to scold me?"
"What? You don't understand that it's hard to deal with women, but do you understand this sentence? "
I don't understand!
Tang Si was panting with rage.
Ji Yunshu knew that if she didn't lose this time, she would be tortured to death tonight.
She nodded. "Alright, you choose. I'll compete in whatever you choose."
You'd better choose anything other than painting. She would definitely lose in everything except painting, and she would lose miserably.
Unfortunately …
"Then I choose painting!"
Painting?
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