The son of Yuan Shao who traveled through the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 2

Anger to anger, but to be honest, I am really a bit of an idiot, but my mother loves him to death, there is no way, she is just a handsome guy, a child of an idol family.Anyone who saw the tall and handsome general of the imperial court would praise him from the bottom of his heart; "Mr. Yuan really has the style of a Confucian general."

"The Nine Lands Chapter. Sun Tzu said: 'The method of using troops is scattered ground, light ground, contested ground, heavy ground, encircled ground, and death ground. Like a virgin, the enemy opens an account; the latter is like a rabbit, and the enemy can't resist." I recited the grandson's thirteen chapters from the first to the ninth in one breath in a childish voice, and my father closed his mouth in surprise, after all Ninety percent of children my age have not yet learned to speak.Who the buddy is, of course makes a difference.

My father gave me a loving look, laughed and said, "Xi'er, Daddy asked you, do you know the meaning of the Art of War that you just recited?" Mother Liu looked at me worriedly, and said softly to my father. Said: "Master, Xi'er is only three years old, I'm afraid it's too difficult for him." Yuan Shao's father, who still has the style of a general, immediately waved his hand and said: "A woman's opinion, my son has a vision. He is definitely not something in the pool when he grows up, maybe he really understands the meaning of this article." Yes, I am destined to be the nightmare of this era, Sun Quan's nightmare, Cao Cao's nightmare, Zhuge Liang and Liu Bei's nightmare.

In fact, my mother doesn't have to worry about me at all. To me, the question raised by my father is simply ridiculous.However, sometimes, I have to properly hide a little strength.I took small steps, walked up to my mother, took her slender hand and said, "Mother, don't worry, I understand a little about what daddy asked, but I still don't understand everything. I have to force myself to answer." What else to answer, just these few courteous, generous and decent words made Le's mother shed tears.Father Yuan Shao laughed and said in amazement, "Okay, Xi'er, don't talk big, just really know."

I nodded, and began to explain loudly; "Sun Tzu said that war is a major national event, the life and death of the army and the people, and the key to the life and death of the country. It is necessary to investigate and study. Using troops to fight wars is a deceitful technique to put it bluntly. , can fight, but pretends not to fight, and wants to fight, pretends not to fight> A person who is good at fighting must first avoid being defeated by the enemy, and then try to defeat the enemy..." Just when Yuan Shao was stunned , I immediately added a sentence: "I think that although Sun Tzu's conception is very good, his art of war has only a skeleton and no five internal organs. A burden that is not worth the candle.”

Dad almost jumped out of his chair when I heard his heart pounding in his chest.He stroked my head and said, "Which ones do you like the most among all the schools of thought?" My mother's face changed again. This is not a test for a three-year-old child, it is simply a test for talent.Shaking my mother's arm, I opened my mouth and said, "Of course they are Confucianism, Legalism, Taoism, and military school." Actually, I only know what these schools are, but not why.But the cultural development of China for thousands of years is probably still in my heart, after all, I graduated from junior high school.

The old man coughed dryly and stammered, "This Xi'er, why..." I blurted out; "Because Confucianism can govern the country and the world, Taoism can cultivate one's morality, Legalism can punish evil and deter evil, and military strategists can serve the country." Killing the enemy, crossing the sand forever" The old man cheered loudly and clapped the case, hugged his mother, wept with joy and said, "Ma'am, you have such a son, what can I ask for, it's all thanks to you. I, Yuan Shao, thank you here. "Mother's body trembled. In my impression, she didn't seem to be so happy for a long time. Maybe she would only be like this when she was in father's arms.Mother, my mother, for you, I am willing to recite for my father every day.

(End of this chapter)