In Cao Shuo's living room, it was quiet, and he could only hear the rustling sound of brushes writing on cotton.

Several servants were guarding outside the door, as if they were calling Cao Shu for a meal.

It is dinner time now. Although Cao Song is busy with official duties, he did not forget to remind him to let the young master Cao Shu have dinner on time. He is the time when he is growing up and must not go hungry.

But, seeing the young master concentrate on writing, he was quite selfless and no one dared to disturb him, for fear of disturbing his thoughts. For a moment, the servants were a little at a loss.

Step on the tread…

There was a sound of footsteps, and the servant looked back and saw that it was not Prince Cao Cao? Who else could it be?

"Huh? The young master is back?" The servants were shocked and turned to Cao Cao.

At this time, Cao Cao had a little tired look on his face, but his eyes were wide open, and an urgent light shot out from his pupils.

"Young Master..." The servant bowed to Cao Cao. Even if he bowed, he dared not raise his voice too much, and he was still quite worried that he would disturb Cao Shu.

"You?" Cao Cao wanted to ask, but through the crack of the door, he saw a six-year-old child lying on the desk and writing something. Sometimes he knocked on the forehead, sometimes he went through the thick bamboo slips beside him, sometimes he pondered repeatedly, and in short, he was concentrating and completely selfless. And there were already a lot of densely written on the cotton silk in front of him.

Well...is this Shu'er? Cao Cao asked himself and couldn't help but mutter in his heart, it looks like it, it's really similar!

The child in front of him looked almost like a copy of Liu Chun, exactly the same, as delicate as his mother.

Cao Cao hasn't returned to Cao's mansion for several years. The last time he saw Cao Shu was when he was three years old. Now he has grown up, but he looks more like his mother, as handsome as Liu Chun, and there is a sense of pride between his eyebrows.

"Haha..." Cao Cao smiled slightly, but instead secretly felt glad. "It's a good thing that doesn't look like me."

Cao Cao is still self-aware of this. He is not handsome. In the words of Yuan Shu, he is short, fat, short, small, round face, big eyes, and short beard. Not only is he not majestic, but he is even a bit funny...

However, thankfully, Shuo'er seemed to avoid all his shortcomings and looked like his mother, which made Cao Cao very pleased.

"It's time to have a meal, should you go and call me a little boy?" The servant asked Cao Cao in a low voice.

Cao Cao waved his hand, "Don't bother him, just prepare the dishes and chopsticks. When will Shu'er be tired of writing, and when will I have a meal with him?"

Speaking of this, Cao Cao looked at Cao Shu carefully and added a sentence. "Let's do this, I'll go to the study to read a book. When will Shu'er come out? Go and call me."

"Okay, young master." The servant agreed, and was a little surprised. Didn't this young master? Didn't he never like reading books? Why did he learn from young master Cao Shu today? Is reading also contagious?

With a dazed moment, Cao Cao had already walked to the study room not far from here and walked in quickly.

In fact, when he was young, Cao Cao also studied, but most of it was to deal with the Imperial Academy exam. It was not until he was in his twenties that Cao Cao became truly fond of studying, and even went to his hometown in Qiao County to study hard behind closed doors.

When Cao Cao saw Cao Shu writing hard, he remembered himself. He wasted a lot of time when he was a child. Cao Shu was much earlier than him.

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Huh... I breathed a long breath and stretched.

After writing for a whole day and night, Cao Shu finally wrote down the "Thirty-Six Strategies" completely. He originally thought it was a very relaxing thing, after all, he could memorize the whole article in his previous life.

But I never thought that I would really go to dictate it and realize that this matter was very difficult. He needed to change the original "Thirty-Six Strategies" of a large number of people, place names and times!

For example, if you have a hard plan, you can't really use the Battle of Red Cliffs, "Zhou Yu, Huang Gai, Cao Cao, Red Cliff" as an example?

But where are there so many place names? What about people's names? This is the most complicated question.

So, Cao Shu's mind was quite agile. He filled all the ancient war examples into a terrain called "King Canyon"... As for the characters, there are so many people in the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, just use them casually!

Or is this bitter plan?

The bitter plan described by Cao Shu has examples from the original Zhou Yu to fight Huang Gai, one willing to fight and the other willing to be beaten! It has evolved into "Li Bai" beating "Mulan" and then joining the "Da Qin" camp. With the bitter plan, the Chang'an Guard defeated the "Da Yuan" camp! This change will be smoother and smoother.

After recalling the new book "Thirty-Six Strategies" he wrote, Cao Shuo thought he was a genius.

Gugu…

I am really hungry. Cao Shu touched his stomach. I have worked hard these two days. Dad, Dad, you have to be worthy of me... Grow up quickly, you have to struggle and plant trees. What you should enjoy is this baby!

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Cao's mansion has an independent dining hall.

When Cao Shu arrived, there was already a whole table of dishes here, which were very rich and delicious, but the key was still hot!

It turned out that in order to ensure that the young master Cao Shuo could eat hot dishes at any time, the chef would go on a special trip to heat it up on a low heat every moment. Moreover, Cao Cao came today, and the chef did not dare to neglect it.

In fact, the most critical reason is that Cao's mansion has become the richest man in Luoyang. The monthly salary of the chef in the mansion has naturally increased, and has increased several times at once. Thanks to Cao Shu, how could he not be grateful?

Hmm?

Sitting at the dining table, Cao Shu was surprised to find that in addition to his own bowls and chopsticks, there were two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

"Dad Cao Cao is here? Who is that other trick?" He murmured in his heart and hurriedly asked the servant beside him. "Have you arrived?"

The servant was about to speak, hahaha... the hearty laughter, the crisp footsteps sounded one after another.

"Shuo'er, my father is here to see you!"

A powerful and unkind sound suddenly rose.

Hearing this, Cao Shu turned around and swallowed his saliva into his stomach with a "gulp".

Is this my father Cao Cao? He is not good-looking!

Cao Shu shook his head slightly, and there was a feeling of dad, I don’t like you! Just like this, it looks completely incompatible with "handsomeness", and you can also chant "Zhou Gong vomits and feeds? The whole world returns to your heart?" No matter how you look, how do you feel, you look like Pan Feng’s second uncle! Isn’t it any connection between the Cao family and the Pan family?

It seemed that he realized that Cao Shu was not happy. Cao Cao was slightly surprised. Has this child left him for too long? He accepted the child?

"Shuo'er? Why are you not happy at all?" Cao Cao asked.

Uh... Of course I'm not happy. Your appearance is far from the glorious image of my idol Cao Cao in history!

After patting his little breasts, Cao Shu breathed out, and although he was a little disappointed, he still forced a smile. "Father, I'm very happy! Really."

"Um? You can't tell it!" Cao Cao smiled with a wisp of beard. "Have you been a little distant from my father for a long time?"

Uh, Cao Shu knocked on the little forehead.

Not at all, Dad, I am familiar with you in historical books! I can recite any woman of any flavor you like!

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Chapter completed!