Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 27 What Are You Looking For?hit you carefully

"Coming?" He said lightly, as if following the steps.

Obviously, the scene in front of me and the scene that is about to happen have already been staged for countless days and nights, without any deviation.

"Return to your lord. After the thirteenth son came back today, he went into the study room early in the morning and studied for an hour together, and there was a smile on his face from time to time, as if he had gained a lot."

an hour?
Zhao Gao was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, and lightly clenched his palms.

He remembered that Ying Zige was very eager to learn before, but he was extremely stupid. Every time he entered the study, his face showed pain.

Until one day, after a serious illness, it seemed as if he had become another person. After entering the study, his face no longer showed pain...

It was an expression of desperate wanting to die.

Moreover, on the day he entered the study after a serious illness, he kept yelling: "I have survived the nine years of compulsory education, and I can't do anything about calculus. I don't believe this little bamboo slip. Can you stop me?"

At that time, Zhao Gao was shocked, this thirteenth son, after a serious illness, his head was broken?
Otherwise, why would you say these words that even you don't understand?
From then on, every time the Thirteenth Prince was mentioned, Zhao Gao would show contempt on his face, obviously looking down on this person who didn't study.

If you don't read, you don't know the past, let alone predict the future.

You can only leave your own life to fate.

And fate is often ruthless and often playful. If you entrust your life to him, won't it be over sooner or later?
Therefore, Zhao Gao looked down upon this thirteenth son who had no threat at all.

However, for some reason, the thirteenth son finally calmed down one day, and was able to sit quietly in the study for a few minutes.

Although it was only a few minutes, it can be regarded as a great improvement.

What Zhao Gao didn't expect was that today's Ying Zige could sit for an hour?
And a satisfied smile on his face from time to time?
Think again, recently Ying Zige made a big show in front of Ying Zheng. Although he didn't make any effective suggestions, it did make Ying Zheng make several earth-shattering decisions.

Very suspected of being secretly guided.

Absolutely not to be underestimated!

"What kind of book is he reading?" Zhao Gao's face was serious, and he didn't dare to underestimate this boy.

"Here it is!" The little eunuch hastily reached into his sleeve, pulled out a bamboo slip, then picked it up with both hands, respectfully placed it on the table in front of Zhao Gao.

""Zongheng Miaofa""? It turned out to be the art of war of the Zongheng family?" Seeing the title of the book on the cover of the bamboo slip, Zhao Gao's pupils contracted for a while, and he was immediately shocked.

The thirteen young masters, who are ignorant and inexperienced, are actually looking at this incomparably miraculous Guigu Art of War?

And smile every now and then?
really!

He is no longer the thirteen son who had nothing to do before, and now he is showing his sharpness and ambition, otherwise, why would he spend so much time on this kind of books?

"Young Master Thirteen, you are very good. You have already started to study the art of war."

"Could it be that you have already noticed that although the world has been determined by your father, there is a dark tide, and it cannot be suppressed by your father's power alone."

"When the situation rises again, only those who hold the military power and command the soldiers and horses can truly stand out."

"Young Master Thirteen, I have to say, you have successfully caught my attention!"

The corners of Zhao Gao's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a wicked smile, and Yan was full of killing intent!
Domineering exposed, almost courting death.

Subconsciously, especially gently untie the bamboo slips and spread out his hands.

The movements are very gentle, like a dragonfly touching water, leaving no trace.

Today's thirteenth son, who is already rich in strategy, actually read military books?Of course, it's better to be careful, otherwise, the spies I planted beside him are very likely to leak.

Crash.

The bamboo slips spread out in front of Zhao Gao like clouds and flowing water.

"Huh?" Zhao Gao was stunned suddenly.

Because he found that as the bamboo slips flowed, there were obviously no words on the bamboo slips.

wrong!

There are still a few words, but the writing is extremely small. With Zhao Gao's eyesight, even from a long distance, he couldn't see what the line of words was.

He subconsciously narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his proud head, and tried hard to read those small words.

"What are you looking at? The cheek doesn't hurt anymore? Do you want to help you a few more times?"

Puff!
Zhao Gao's eyes widened, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood on the spot, his old face suddenly turned green.

What kind of shit art of war is this!
It was the thirteenth son at all, and he had already discovered the spy he had placed beside him. The words written on it were obviously warning him.

He has already discovered this little eunuch?

Did the other spies who stayed by his side have already been discovered?

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Ying Zige was not as inactive as he appeared on the surface, but extremely smart.

Otherwise, why did Ying Zige discover it alone when I planted so many spies beside so many young masters?
What will he do next, tell Ying Zheng about this?
When Ying Zheng was furious, wouldn't he be in danger?

The boss of the net, Zhao Gao, who attacks the mind, and the lurker in the deepest part of the city, his face is pale at this moment, and cold sweat keeps flowing from his forehead.

"My lord? What... what's going on here?" The little eunuch's expression changed, and his heart sank. He, who was good at observing words and expressions, had already noticed that something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)