In the study of Duke Zhao's residence, Zhangsun Chong excitedly held a book on war and muttered,"Teacher Qin said that reading can change one's life. Da Bao and the others only know so many things because they have read a lot. The knowledge in the manual is indeed very important.”
"Perhaps these military books have content that can help me set up military defenses. I have to take a look quickly."
When he thought about how he would be the one to set up all the military defenses after the academy was built, Zhangsun Chong's face flushed with excitement. He couldn't care less about anything else and began to study the book of war carefully.
Previously, Zhangsun Chong had gained a certain understanding of military formations under Zhangsun Wuji's request. However, he only had a smattering of knowledge. If he wanted to set up a defense for the entire academy, his half-bowl of water was far from enough. However, under the instigation of these military books, Zhangsun Chong was like a dried sponge, constantly absorbing nutrients. His military knowledge was also constantly expanding.
Time passed slowly. Sun Tzu's Art of War, Master Wu, Six Tactics of War, and other military books were all read by Zhangsun Chong. The pile of books beside him grew thicker and thicker, and his expression became more and more excited. He didn't even care about eating. It was as if he had been possessed, and he was reading the military book in his hand without eating or sleeping.
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Zhangsun Wuji looked at the tightly shut door in front of him and frowned slightly. He muttered,"It's already been twelve hours. What is Chong-er doing in the study? He doesn't even have time to eat.”
Zhangsun Wuji's eyes flashed with worry when he recalled Zhangsun's hurried expression when he returned to the residence. Without caring about anything else, Zhangsun Wuji pushed the door open and walked in.
Zhangsun Wuji was stunned when he saw the situation in the study.
In the middle of the study, hundreds of books were scattered on the floor. Zhangsun Chong, with his hair in a mess, was sitting in the middle of the pile of books, staring at a military book in his hand with bloodshot eyes.
Zhangsun Wuji looked around the study room. When he saw a few ancient books on the floor, his heart suddenly twitched. This was the only book he regarded as a treasure. Even he himself could not bear to read it. He would only show it off when his colleagues came. Now, it seemed that he would not even have the chance to show it off in the future.
Suppressing his anger, Zhangsun Wuji stepped forward and patted Zhangsun Chong's shoulder.
"Chong-er."
"Chong-er?"
Zhangsun Chong's hand that was holding the book trembled. Then, he turned his head and looked at Zhangsun Wuji blankly.
Zhangsun Wuji frowned slightly and looked at Zhangsun Chong with some dissatisfaction."Chong-er, why didn't you study hard at Teacher Qin's place? Why did you come back?”
Zhangsun Chong finally reacted at this moment. He couldn't help but stretch his body, and the bones in his body made a crisp cracking sound. Then, he rolled his eyes and said to Zhangsun Wuji in a muffled voice,"Who said that classes have to be in the classroom? The class I'm attending now is called practical class!”
"Practice class?"
Zhangsun Wuji couldn't help but be stunned. He asked doubtfully,""Could it be that Mr. Qin has a mission for you?”
Zhangsun Chong nodded, then proudly raised his head and said to Zhangsun Wuji,"I'm now the academy's military commander, equivalent to the imperial court's military marshal. I have a heavy burden on my shoulders!”
Upon hearing this, Zhangsun Wuji was amused. A small academy and a military marshal? Why don't you go to heaven?
He patted Zhangsun Chong's head and smiled.""Doesn't your school have a prime minister?”
"That's right. Our school has many positions such as chief designer, financial manager, administrative director, and so on.”
Zhangsun Chong looked at Zhangsun Wuji, who was completely stunned, and said proudly,""You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Your experience has already limited your imagination.”
"You'll know what I'm doing after a while.”
"Military officer. Treasurer."
Zhangsun Wuji repeated Zhangsun Chong's words absentmindedly. His heart shook.
Only then did he realize that this was a miniature version of the imperial court!
What was Teacher Qin trying to do?
Did he really want to build an imperial court in the mountains?
Zhangsun Wuji was shocked. With Qin Qi's ability and the talents of his students, he might really be able to build an imperial court!
This kind of news must be reported to His Majesty as soon as possible!
Zhangsun Chong didn't notice his father's gaze. He was fully focused on the military book in his hand, and his heart was filled with excitement.
He had been home for nearly 12 hours, and he had already read more than ten military books. Although his body was already exhausted to the extreme, his spirit was getting more and more excited.
Because, he already had a complete blueprint of the academy's military deployment in his heart. As long as the academy was built, he could follow this blueprint and turn the Jianghai Academy into an impregnable castle!
Zhangsun Chong was even thinking that if a brat like Da Bao could create hundreds of thousands of strings of wealth for the academy, could he do the same?
Could he also use his mouth to kill the Turks without shedding blood?
What kind of glory was this!
Thinking of this, Zhangsun Chong became even more excited. His eyes were burning as he looked at the books on the ground, like a weasel seeing a hen.
There was a golden house in the books. He believed that these books would definitely tell him the answer.
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