"Zhou Chong is not talented, does not learn military affairs, and does not dare to talk about military tactics in front of his husband." Zhou Chong smiled and said, "Zhou Chong meant that why did you not take advantage of the opportunity of seclusion to gather your military tactics in your pen and write them into a military book. At that time, once you see the King of Qin, you can present your military book to the King of Qin. Wouldn't you be able to resolve your doubts at the moment? When Sun Tzu met Helu, wouldn't he directly offer "Thirteen Chapters"?" "Sun Tzu's Art of War" has only thirteen chapters, also called "Thirteen Chapters".

Although Zhou Chong is familiar with history, he knows one thing that the historical knowledge known in history books is just a drop of water in the sea compared to the real life of the ancients. Because historical books record major events, it is impossible to record the details that determine success or failure. If someone thinks that being familiar with history and knowing his era like the ancients, it is arrogant.

Not to mention, Wei Liao was a military master of a generation. Although Zhou Chong knew the direction of history, he definitely knew less about the situation at that time than Wei Liao, and he could say that he did not dare to talk about military affairs by himself. The most important thing is that Zhou Chong did not understand military affairs at all, so he naturally did not dare to show off his skills.

A person with a genius mind has a miraculous effect on the occasion, but there is still a gap compared to the thoughtful Su Gu. Needless to say, friends know this. Although Wei Liao is proficient in military affairs, he has to agree with Zhou Chong's idea and nodded, "Mr. Xie reminds that Liaozi decided to write a book. When the book is completed, please give a comment."

"I don't want to comment, if you give me one, I want it very much." Zhou Chong made a small plan in his mind and said, "Sir, a great talent, must be a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages. Zhou Chong's talent knows the shallowness and dare not insult the masterpiece."

Wei Liao invited him to say, "Wulie is a beautiful and livable place in Huashan. If Mr. Hua does not abandon him, can he wander on Mount Hua with him? Mr. Hua's words and clever minds can always inspire him. If he can get his husband to accompany him, how lucky is Liaozi."

"Although I am a modern person, I try hard to pretend to be an ancient person, my temperament and words and deeds are always a bit modern. You, the ancient person, should be said that the elite of the times have an ability to grasp novel things beyond the reach of others, so I want to live with me. If it were someone else, I might think of me as a heretic and alternative." Zhou Chong had a very clear guess about Liaozi's heart, but he was really unexpected to Wei Liao's invitation. He was stunned for a moment and said, "Zhou Chong was originally at a loss and could live anywhere. If the gentleman did not dislike Zhou Chong's ignorance, Zhou Chong would be very happy and comforted. I would like to listen to Mr.'s teachings day and night!"

It is very happy to be favored by a military master like Wei Liao, a generation of strange people, and look at him with a different eye. Not to mention that it is a kind of honor to Zhou Chong, it is a kind of honor to anyone. Zhou Chong was very happy.

Wei Liao was relieved and quite happy, saying, "If you can get Mr. Zhou's company, you will be happy in your life!"

This matter was decided. However, it was quite difficult to consider choosing a place to live in seclusion. It would be good to live in seclusion at the foot of Mount Hua, but people would inevitably disturb people when they come and go. Wei Liao, a master, naturally disdained to live in seclusion on the top of the mountain. The climate change is too fast, and the temperature difference between day and night is large, so the body is unable to withstand it.

The disciples of Mount Hua live on the mountain in martial arts novels, but in fact they are misleading people. Perhaps only martial arts masters can have this ability, so Zhou Chong dared not stay there. In the end, he chose a mountain nest on the mountain.

At that moment, Zhou Chong went down the mountain to retrieve the horses, and spent money to hire a few farmers to go up the mountain to help build the house.

When Lu Cheng was in the process, Wei Liao touched his beard and was very pleased and said, "Mr. Zhou is a gentleman. This Lu must be given a good name to be worthy of Mr.."

"I was born as a businessman. In the words of you ancient people, how could I be so elegant? It's reliable to say that I am a modern person." Zhou Chong was amused in his heart, but he really wanted to know the name that Wei Liaozi wanted to give to the house, and asked, "What is the name Mr. Liaozi think?"

Wei Liao thought for a moment and said, "This hu rose up because of Mr. Zhou, so call it Duke Zhou."

"Sir, I'm laughing at me. Zhou Chong is a wise man. He has no merits to the people and dare not call him a public." Zhou Chong hurriedly said humbly: "Sir, he will use his talents to the world and benefit the people. It's appropriate to call Wei Gongju."

Wei Liao shook his hands and said, "Sir, I'm so proud."

Wang Ao thought for a while and said, "The spiritual land of Huashan Mountain has been flown up here since ancient times. We live in seclusion here. Although our bodies are hidden, our hearts are not hidden. We can only be half immortals, so we call it Banxianju."

Wei Liao nodded in agreement and said, "Banxian lives, his body hides his mind and has not hidden his mind. His words come from the gods. His body hides his mind and has not hidden his mind..." He said silently.

Zhou Chong understood the pain in his heart, eased the atmosphere, and said, "Three and half immortals, together, are like a god and a half immortal body, which is better than a living god."

Master and apprentice Wei Liao laughed and said, "Mr. Tell me a witty word."

Zhou Chong looked at the house and said, "It's just too simple. You need to buy some things."

"We are immortals. Gods and immortals eat the morning glow, absorb clear air, and do not live in the world. Only then are the true nature. Mr. Zhou does not have to be jealous." Wei Liao comforted Zhou Chong.

Zhou Chong smiled and said, "Mr. His mind is broad and beyond the reach of others. Zhou Chong is impressed. Zhou Chong has never practiced the art of gods and immortals, so he does not know how it is. Although we have the name of a half-immortal, we do not have the reality of an immortal. This family still has to do with it."

"Everything depends on the teacher." Wei Liao said with a smile.

If it were someone else, he would definitely think that Wei Liao was a master and did not care about life. In fact, after a few days of getting along, Zhou Chong knew that he was not enthusiastic about these things and was optional. It is no wonder that genius is incomplete. He is a genius in one aspect, but he may be a fool in the other aspect. The master and apprentice were concerned about military and national affairs, so they had no intention of considering these trivial matters. This matter must be handled by Zhou Chong, and said with a smile: "If you don't like the teacher, please don't laugh."

"Sir, you are smart. These things are much better than Liaozi. Liaozi is ashamed of himself." Wei Liao was humble.

Zhou Chong thought to himself: "It's not that I'm better than you, but that your mind is not in this regard. It seems that living with you, I have to be a housekeeper for you. I'm asking for trouble." He smiled and said: "Mr. I'm wrong. If there are mountains but not high, immortals are famous; if there are waters but not deep, dragons are spiritual. This is a humble room. Mr. Liaozi's virtue is full of virtue. The moss marks are green on the steps, the grass colors are green on the curtains. There are great scholars talking and laughing, and there are no white people when they come and go. You can adjust the zither and read the golden scriptures. There are no chaos in silk and bamboo, and no laborious figures. The half-immortal residence in Huashan! Confucius said: "Why are there any humble ones?"

"Miaomiaomiao!" The master and apprentice applauded and said, "Good poem! Good poem!" Wei Liaoziqian said, "Sir, I am too proud, and Liaozi must not be the one."

"Shame! Mr. Mengde, don't scold me." Zhou Chong said in his heart that he was ashamed and said, "The Banxianju in Huashan will surely be famous in history, and there will be endless imitations from later generations, all because of Mr. "

Wei Liao smiled slightly and said, "Sir, I'm laughing at me. Let's go and we'll split the wood."

Zhou Chong was a little confused and asked, "What's the point of splitting wood sir?" A very good expert actually splitting wood, so Zhou Chong couldn't be confused.

Wei Liao smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou doesn't need to ask too much, the mountain people have their own uses!"
Chapter completed!