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In the entire Imperial College, only Zhaoyang and Zhaoming Halls have this extra art of war course.
It was a school specially established by Emperor Jiayou because he thought there were no courses specially for the generals in the court.
All the students who entered the two halls were nobles with military merits.
Shen Yuan had hoped for a better future so he wanted to join those two halls when he entered the school, but he was too weak to learn riding and shooting, let alone military tactics, so he had to go to Wenchang Hall.
Now Shen Yuan finally got what he wanted.
Shen Yuan said, “Thank you.”
Wei Zan lazily said, “What is there to thank you for??”
Shen Yuan softly answered, “Of course, I want to thank the young marquis for his kindness.”
“…. If it weren’t for the young marquis, how could Shen Yuan’s battle formation map win the favor of the emperor?!”
Wei Zan lowered his head and saw that Shen Yuan’s fingertips kept tightly grasping the corner of his sleeve, almost wearing out the light blue embroidery of the white crane and cloud pattern on the cuff.
Wei Zan just glanced over it lightly and said, “I’m not flattering you, it’s others who don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Hearing Wei Zan’s words, Shen Yuan paused, “What?”
Wei Zan repeated, “It’s not that you write badly, it’s that they can’t understand the formation.”
Shen Yuan had been to the battlefield with him in his previous life. He was strict and disciplined. He was good at making plans and making decisions, especially proficient in flag and drum formations.
He had also read all his father’s collection of books and notes, only leaving behind the Shen family’s military book, which was one of the rarest military books.
In the end, he also collected that book and read those military manuscripts page by page.
During the war, Wei Zan remembered that his father once said with a smile that Shen Yuan’s talent in military formation was even better than his father’s, and he should have been a great Confucian general.
Even though he is sick and weak now, there will always be a time for him to soar to the sky in the future.
While talking, his father drank a cup of wine and patted his shoulder heavily. He smiled and said, “Such a child comes from our family.”
But later…
Wei Zan shook his mind and seemed to see the eyes of the sickly boy fixed on him.
A vague complex expression suddenly flashed by.
When Wei Zan concentrated again, he saw the sickly boy lowering his eyes and saying, “Young Marquis, you are joking.”
“Your Majesty and the other gentlemen are so discerning that they can’t tell the difference. Shen Yuan is just a mediocre person.”
Hearing that, Wei Zan sneered, “There are only a few people in the capital who know how to march and deploy troops, and make formations.”
“Even Your Majesty… He has at most only read military books and knows how to use people, but how can he understand your battle formations?”
Wei Zan added, “Shen Yuan, I recognize every one of your battle formations. Do you think their understanding is better or mine?”
Shen Yuan was silent for a long time.
Wei Zan suddenly saw a green leaf in Shen Yuan’s hair and subconsciously reached out to take it. But Shen Yuan immediately slapped his hand away.
There was a crisp sound, and then Wei Zan saw Shen Yuan staring at him and sneering, “It sounds good, but you also said that I only talk about war on paper.”
Wei Zan remembered that it was related to the dispute that happened a few years ago.
At that time, Wei Zan was young and hot-tempered, and he didn’t like to read military books. He marched the battlefield with a sense of recklessness.
After seeing his formation, those words came to his lips and he said them carelessly. It was only at this moment that Wei Zan realized that Shen Yuan cared about it.
Wei Zan laughed and said, “Why do you take my words so seriously?”
Wei Zan lowered his head and saw Shen Yuan was startled by his question and opened his mouth to answer.
The wind passed through thousands of green threads, forming a tangled ball. He was hooked again.
Wei Zan’s eyes gradually deepened.
Someone in the distance called Wei Zan, “Second Brother Wei”.
When Wei Zan looked up, Shen Yuan bumped into his shoulder and quickly left the place.
Tang Nan Xing came over and said with a smile, “I didn’t see you at first because I was far away. Who are you talking to?”
Wei Zan stared at the leaves in his palm, clenched them, and quietly hid them in his sleeves, then he calmly said, “It’s Shen Yuan.”
Tang Nan Xing looked at Wei Zan, and his face suddenly changed, as if he remembered that he had stood up for Shen Yuan before.
Tang Nan Xing coughed for a long time and said, “Well, Second Brother Wei, your sickly boy… is pretty good-looking?”
Hearing that, Wei Zan looked at him, “What?”
Tang Nan Xing swallowed his saliva in fear. He said nothing, really nothing.
It’s just…
“Forget it, I thought too much.”
Tang Nan Xing muttered, who is his Second Brother Wei? He is heroic and is always ready to take care of the world.
He fell in love with a sickly boy… ah ha ha, how is it possible?!