For his precious daughter, Ye Beiming has always felt guilty.
The marriage between him and Yun Sheng did not come easily.
At the beginning, because of Yun Sheng, he escaped death. He thought that the husband and wife were separated by yin and yang, but luck made him come back to life.
But because of him, Xiao Lingyue carried the life and death talisman in her body as soon as she was born.
It is also because of the life and death talisman that her physique has been worse than that of ordinary gods since she was a child, and she has no way to cultivate.
The little wild cat has always been worried that she will be unlucky, and the couple also dotes on little Lingyue very much, almost obedient to everything.
One of the couple is a deity, and the other is a doctor of Buddhism. They are usually too busy to land on their feet.
He didn't want to take his daughter to the battlefield at first, but when he thought of his daughter's lonely appearance in the Eight Desolation Shrine, his heart softened.
Rubbing his daughter's fluffy hair, Ye Beiming felt a sense of frustration in his heart.
He is indeed an incompetent father who can't even tell a story or a lullaby.
Little Lingyue tilted her head, saw her father's depressed face, blinked her eyes, and said very considerately.
"Daddy, then you can read the books in your hand to Yue'er. It must be very interesting for you to read them every day."
After Xiao Lingyue finished speaking, Yi Gulu crawled out of the bed and slipped into Ye Beiming's arms.
Ye Beiming smiled, and wrapped little Lingyue tightly with a blanket.
The book of war is quite interesting to Ye Beiming, but when her daughter hears it, she might feel drowsy after a while.
Even my little wild cat doesn't like to read military books, let alone little Lingyue who only knows a few characters bigger than a bamboo basket.
Ye Beiming read the book of war in a deep voice, thinking that little Lingyue would not last long before falling asleep.
Then I knew that after reading a short paragraph, Xiao Lingyue pointed to a line of words on the military book.
"Father, what do you mean by besieging Wei and saving Zhao?"
She blinked with curiosity on her face.
Ye Beiming explained in a good-tempered manner.
"Then what does it mean to draw salary from the bottom?"
Xiao Lingyue kept asking while listening.
The flames of bean-sized pine oil lamps go up and down.
In the middle of the night, Xiao Lingyue did not fall asleep, but became more and more energetic.
Ye Beiming also became more and more rare as he talked about it.
"Yue'er? Do you like the art of war?"
Seeing that it was too late, Ye Beiming had to force her daughter back into the bed.
"I like it. One day, I want to be like Daddy and you, go to battle to kill the enemy, defend the family and the country."
As Xiao Lingyue said, she waved her little fist.
"Girls are like each other, what battles to fight, what enemies to kill. These things will be left to your husband and son-in-law in the future. If it doesn't work, your parents will give you a few younger brothers to play with. When you grow up, let them do it. protect you."
Ye Beiming loved her, and stuffed her daughter's kicked feet back into the bed.
He just took what his daughter said as a child's words.
His daughter's appearance has been inherited from Little Wild Cat's. He hopes to have a personality like Yun Sheng's, and it is best to learn Yun Sheng's medical skills. In the future, the couple will find a unparalleled good man for her.
His Ye Beiming's daughter is going to be the first-class happy little girl in the God Realm.
It's just that Ye Beiming's wishful thinking was completely in vain.
Since that day, little Lingyue has relied on him to read all kinds of military books every day. After a battle, the little guy learned a lot of words.
Not only that, but also read a lot of military books.
Although she is not in good health, she has an excellent memory.
After Ye Beiming returned to Bahuang, he told his wife Yun Sheng about the matter.
After Yun Sheng knew about it, she didn't stop her daughter's hobbies.
In her opinion, since her daughter Xiao Lingyue doesn't like to study medicine, it's the same for her to study military science.
"A doctor controls life and death. A soldier of war controls the situation. Maybe our daughter will become a well-known military goddess in the God Realm in the future."
Yun Sheng's unintentional words, unexpectedly became the nightmare of the couple ten years later.
But it is also the Yunsheng couple's tolerant education model that has created Ye Lingyue's past and present lives, and showed the talent of the Chinese people in military affairs.
The memory of the previous life faded away little by little.
Unknowingly, the corners of Ye Lingyue's mouth turned up, and nostalgic light appeared in her eyes.
"I hope I can still remember some military books, so that I can live up to my father's church."
Ye Lingyue withdrew her thoughts and looked around the entire Wenqu Pavilion.
When Beiming was in the barracks at the beginning of the night, the conditions in the barracks were extremely simple.
Most of the art of war that Ye Lingyue learned was also spoken by Ye Beiming. Fortunately, Ye Beiming was an outstanding lecturer. He integrated the art of war into reality, and he explained it vividly. Ye Lingyue always memorized it by heart.
After recovering her memory, when she was in the Seventh Army Corps, Ye Lingyue's past knowledge of military tactics made Ye Lingyue not inferior to Qin Song and his like.
Compared with the military camp, these military books of Wenqu Pavilion are much more detailed in terms of scale and annotations.
Her mental power spread out, searching the surrounding obelisks.
After sweeping in a circle, Ye Lingyue smiled a little more in her eyes.
"Schools of philosophers, theory of a hundred armies, theory of wartime..."
Looking at the Wenqu Pavilion on the first floor, she could tell at least a dozen military books that she had heard her father explain in detail before.
There are about twenty other books, which were briefly described by Ye Beiming.
It only takes two or three days for her to regain her memory and memorize all the more than 30 art of war by heart.
Ye Lingyue settled down a bit, and began to examine the obelisk carefully.
Ye Lingyue's footsteps quickly moved in front of these obelisks.
At this time, the other four people, including King Jinya Bing, were also in the lower five floors of Wenqu Pavilion, and began to gradually search for the tactics they were familiar with.
Gold Tooth and Withered Face Ghost Mother are a little better because of their family background, and they can also find more than a dozen familiar military books.
But Pan Qing and Cang Wu directly looked for the simplest and basic art of war, and only asked for shorthand.
The five people didn't know that their every move in the Wenqu Pavilion fell into the eyes of Jin Lao outside the Wenqu Pavilion.
The lower five floors of Wenqu Pavilion were all shrouded in the spiritual power of Jin Lao.
At the beginning, Jin Lao paid attention to Jin Ya and Withered Face Ghost Mother, because they had the highest cultivation level, followed by Pan Qing and Cang Wu Bing Wang. As for Ye Lingyue, she was the youngest, but because of The divine seal on the forehead is a bit special, so Mr. Jin took a few extra glances.
"Um?"
Elder Jin soon realized that, unlike the other four who would sit cross-legged after choosing an obelisk, and carefully comprehend the formulas of the art of war on it, the youngest female soldier king actually...
Night has fallen, Wenqu Pavilion shrouded in moonlight is dark, with only faint yellow lights.
I saw that Ye Lingyue would change an obelisk every quarter of an hour or so.
In just two hours, she was already spinning like a spinning top, with a face of more than a dozen military books and dozens of obelisks.