The scheming empress starts by conquering men

Shaodian Sishui wrote and stopped, thought and then continued writing, writing whatever he thought of.

The truth is that she really didn't read the entire Art of War, and she regretted it very much. If she had known that she could travel through a book, she would have read the entire Art of War.

The Sun Tzu's Art of War and the Thirty-Six Stratagems she bought consisted of six volumes, each with two thousand pages. She bought them to research information for her novel.

Shaodian Sishui only remembered the main points of the stories in the first two volumes and wrote them down one by one.

She didn't put down her pen until she had finished writing the fifteenth item and couldn't think of anything else.

Because she was doing two things at once, her handwriting, which was a little wild at the beginning, gradually became more like the elegant handwriting of Shaoding Haolan.

Shaodian Ziqing was first surprised at the military strategies she wrote, and then looked at her handwriting in shock.

"Sister, your handwriting..."

My handwriting is becoming more and more like my second sister's.

She didn't say the last word, but swallowed it back and looked at her sister in surprise.

My elder sister has changed. In the past, what she disliked most was my second sister's handwriting. She said that my second sister's handwriting was as petty as that of a boy in the boudoir and lacked the style of a king.

And now, the elder sister is actually learning the handwriting of the second sister?

After being reminded by Shaodian Ziqing, Shaodian Sishui realized that she was multitasking and subconsciously used the Shaodian Haolan font when writing.

She glanced at the strategy written on it and handed it to Shaodian Ziqing.

"Read it again from the beginning."

Shaodian Ziqing took the paper carefully and read it carefully.

Half an incense stick later, she handed the paper to her sister.

"Sister, I've finished reading it."

Shaodian Sishui took it, crumpled the paper and threw it into the brazier.

"Ah!" Shaodian Ziqing screamed; "Sister, why did you burn such a good strategy? If you make it into a book and spread it throughout the Great Zhou, wouldn't it give birth to more talented and brave generals for our Great Zhou?"

She wanted to go forward and get it out, but the flames devoured it very quickly, and the piece of rice paper full of wonderful ideas had turned into ashes.

Shaodian Sishui asked, "Did you remember what I just wrote?"

Shaodian Ziqing nodded naturally; "I'll remember it."

Shaodian Sishui tapped his temple with his finger and said seriously, "It's better to remember this than to turn the pages of a book."

If she wanted to spread it throughout the Great Zhou, she would have to wait until she came to power, revise the policies of governing the country, weaken the power of the nobility, control culture, and implement the civil and military imperial examination system.

The current regime is still in a slave society.

The political systems of successive dynasties are divided into the central political system, the local political system, and the political system of selecting and employing officials. For ordinary people to become officials? That is simply a foolish dream.

This also indirectly led to the aristocratic system and prominent families becoming too lawless, with many of them betraying the Great Zhou for the sake of their own and their clansmen's interests.

As long as the trouble is not too serious, the empress will turn a blind eye.

The empress could tolerate such people, but she couldn't. If those rats were not eliminated, how could the Great Zhou Dynasty reach new heights?

Calculating the time, Shaodian Si Shui removed the needle from Yue Chemu and left his residence.

She didn't want to know what Yue Chemu was thinking.

Because she didn't have any good feelings towards Yue Chemu and wouldn't even look at him twice.

Shaodian Ziqing greeted his sister, went back to his room, closed the door, took out a pen and paper, and wrote down bit by bit the strategic plan that his sister had just written.

"First, the military is a matter of great importance to a country."

"Second, do not rely on it not coming."

"Three: Act when it is beneficial."

“Fourth, the considerations of a wise man are always mixed with benefits and harms.”

"Five: Military conflict is beneficial, but it is also dangerous."

"Six; The Lord must not raise an army in anger."

"Seven: Those who share the same desire will win."

"Eight: Dao means to make the people and the ruler agree with each other."

"Nine; cultivate the Way and uphold the Dharma."

"Ten; intimidate the enemy."

"Eleven: The best military operation is to attack the enemy's plans, the next best is to attack his alliances."

"Twelve; the intersection of the Ququ and the land."

"Thirteen; a thousand gold coins are spent every day, and an army of one hundred thousand is raised."

"Fourteen; because of food."

"Fifteen: In war, victory is more important than duration."

After finishing writing, Shaodian Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself that it was a good thing that she remembered it. Otherwise, so many strategies for marching and fighting would be burned just like that, which would be such a waste of resources.

She blew the ink dry, folded the rice paper, and gently put it into the lapel of her bosom.

At the end, he patted his chest to prevent himself from falling.

At midnight, the inn was quiet inside and outside.

Shaodian Si Shui was lying on the bed to rest when she heard the door creak open.

She opened her eyes and looked towards the door in the moonlight.

Shao Jincong sneaked into the house and closed the door.

She sighed silently and said speechlessly: "Why are you here so late at night?"

Her words were so abrupt that Shao Jincong, who was completely unprepared, was startled and almost screamed. Fortunately, he covered his mouth so no sound came out.

When he heard the voice of His Highness, Shao Jincong turned around with a shy look and strode towards her bed.

Regardless of whether she objected or not, he approached her directly, hugged her waist, rubbed her ears and whispered, "Your Highness, do you know that Jin Cong has not seen you for many days and misses you deeply?"

Before she could reply, Shao Jincong's kiss came impatiently.

The big hands with distinct joints unbuttoned her clothes without any scruples and wandered around her waist.

There were sighing sounds between the two people's lips, but outside the door, there was a dark shadow lying by the window, listening carefully.

Shaodian Sishui was a little irritated by him and suddenly grabbed his hand.

She tilted her head to avoid his lips and said in a hoarse and low voice, "This is the post station. The second sister is not far away next door."

Shao Jincong struggled to get away from her, groaning, "Jincong is not afraid to come to you, what is there to be afraid of, Your Highness?"

Shaodian Sishui glanced at the dark shadow by the window and said softly, "I just said it casually before. You can refuse it."

Shao Jincong spoke softly and hoarsely; "No, Jincong wants to help His Highness."

Shaodian Sishui smiled lightly; "I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."

Shao Jincong did not feel wronged. As long as he could help His Highness, he would do anything.

Shaodian Sishui turned over and fought a quick victory.

She kept covering Shao Jincong's mouth until the very last moment when she let go and let his voice escape.

The moon was originally on the branches, but it was hidden quietly because of the actions of the two people in the house, and her face turned red with embarrassment.

The post station was unusually quiet. The person by the window had been listening to what was happening inside the house. After a long time, until she heard a strange low growl from Shao Jincong, she hurriedly hid and left.

Shaodian Haolan lay on the bed, unable to sleep at night, feeling severe pain all over his body. Even with the medicine, his internal injuries could not be healed immediately.

When she heard the report from her subordinates, she suddenly climbed up from the bed. She hissed when her wound was pulled, but she didn't care at all, staring at her subordinates with her red eyes.

"What did you say? Shao Jincong entered Sixth Sister's room. Is there anyone else there?"

The subordinate shook his head; "My Lord, there is no one else here, and there even seems to be some indecent noise coming from the house."

"Shaodian Sishui!"

Shaodian Haolan was so angry that his face turned ashen and he gritted his teeth.

He dared to do such a shameful thing under her nose. Did he treat her as a dead person?

"Change my clothes!"

Shaodian Haolan was so angry that she wanted to die, but she couldn't catch the adulterer in a big way.

Instead, he changed his clothes quietly and went to Shaodian Sishui's house.

The reason why she didn't want to alarm anyone was that she was afraid that if Shaodian Si Shui and Shao Jincong really did something, she would have to give up Shao Jincong in public even if she didn't want to.

She didn't want to miss Shao Jincong like this, she wanted to get him.