Chu Qingmeng curled up in her chair once again, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on her book. *Hmm, so many similarities. Oh? This line: "Doubts within doubts—compare from within, and you will not lose." Isn't this just the stratagem of sowing discord? Yet it's glossed over in a single sentence here, whereas Sun Tzu's "The Use of Spies" breaks it down meticulously into five distinct categories. As expected, this book is simply not detailed enough. Tsk tsk, still falling short of the brilliance of the ancient sages of my Long Country.* With that thought, she suddenly chuckled and turned to the next page.
Seeing Chu Qingmeng so engrossed that she had curled herself right back into the chair, Mo Liujin felt a helpless amusement. Whenever she focused on something, she simply tuned out the entire world.
Mo Jiangqing, however, stared at the book's title in bewilderment for a moment. "Father, is Mother reading a military treatise?"
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