Li Yuan.
Front hall.
Li Ziye, Feng Manlou, and Bai Wangyu were sitting at the tea table.
Li Ziye sat aside.
Feng Manlou and Bai Wangyu sat opposite.
Two against one.
On the tea table, there is a chessboard.
The weak player holds the black piece, and the three of them play against each other. Of course, Feng Manlou and Bai Wangyu hold the black piece together.
Li Ziye held a white piece alone.
first round.
Beat up!
"Mr. Feng, Lao Bai, although you are very good at martial arts, your chess skills stink!"
Li Ziye used his style of bragging when he won and being reasonable when he lost. After winning a round, he started trash-talking the two of them.
It was Feng Manlou's first time playing chess today, and he had just figured out the rules, so naturally he wasn't very good at it.
Similarly, Bai Wangyu rarely plays chess on weekdays, and his chess skills are also very average.
On the other hand, Li Ziye, a playboy, was not very good at martial arts, but he was good at everything else. He could even be said to be proficient in it. He killed the two of them and left them unable to fight back.
"One more round." Feng Manlou demanded.
On the side, Bai Wangyu also nodded and said calmly, "Let's play another round."
"Come!"
Li Ziye looked at the two of them with his nostrils raised to the sky and said, "Let's do this, I'll leave it to you ten, otherwise it will be too boring."
Feng Manlou and Bai Wangyu looked at each other and didn't show off, silently placing ten black stones on the chessboard.
Then.
The second round begins.
no doubt.
Another massacre.
Li Ziye used one against two, completely crushing them and destroying them.
Just like a martial arts competition on weekdays, it's the other way around.
Li Ziye holds the piece, moves the piece, and moves his hands and feet at night, showing the style of a master.
Feng Manlou and Bai Wangyu joined forces and were killed to the point of being defeated.
"Come again!"
Feng Manlou and Bai Wangyu refused to admit defeat and demanded again.
"I'll give you twenty sons."
Li Ziye waved his hand and said arrogantly.
soon.
The outcome is determined.
"Come again!"
Feng Manlou and Bai Wangyu held the chess pieces tightly and said.
"Let you be thirty!"
Li Ziye became more and more arrogant, and his head almost reached the sky.
Half an hour later.
The outcome is decided.
"Come... again!"
Fengmanlou, Bai Wangyu said in a deep voice.
"Let you half the chessboard!"
Li Zi slapped the table at night and spoke nonsense.
Feng Manlou: "..."
Bai Wangyu: "..."
Of course, it was impossible to give up half the chessboard. Li Ziye was just talking trash to dampen the enemy's momentum.
Thirty-six stones are the limit of handicap.
Game 5.
The two sides were fighting fiercely.
Outside the front hall, a servant walked quickly and whispered a few words into Li Ziye's ear.
"I know, let's go down."
Li Ziye said with a flash of light in his eyes.
"yes!"
The boy took the order and immediately turned around and retreated.
"Is something wrong?"
Feng Manlou asked.
"Um."
Li Ziye nodded.
"Do you need my help?"
Bai Wangyu raised his head and asked.
"No, it's just a small matter."
Li Ziye put down the chess piece in his hand and said, "Come back and play again."
After saying that, Li Ziye got up and walked outside.
Feng Manlou watched Li Ziye leave, looked at the Confucian disciple beside him, and asked, "Shall we compete and learn from each other?"
"That's fine."
Bai Wangyu stood up and sat across from him, continuing to play chess.
"Mr. Feng, how long do you plan to stay in this world?"
Bai Wangyu asked while making his moves.
"Go back before summer comes."
Feng Manlou replied.
"Can't even Mr. Feng, with his powerful cultivation, endure the scorching heat in summer?" Bai Wangyu asked in confusion.
"no."
Feng Manlou said truthfully, "I just don't like it."
"In the human world, has Mr. Feng changed his views on the human race?" Bai Wangyu asked.
"I can't say I like it, nor can I say I hate it."
Feng Manlou said calmly, "The customs are different, so the positions are different. The human race likes light and warmth, while our race likes darkness and cold. This is an irreconcilable contradiction."
Bai Wangyu was silent, and after a moment, he said softly, "For thousands of years, the demon tribe has been living in the far north, why do they have to go south."
"resource."
Feng Manlou said lightly, "Although the Far North is suitable for our clan's survival, the resources in the Far North are scarce. Over the years, in order to save resources, the strong men above the king level of our clan have to choose to sleep. Otherwise, once In the war years ago, it was not that simple for the human race to win."
Bai Wangyu sighed softly when he heard the words, not knowing what to say.
The struggle for resources, not to mention the human race and the demon race, even the human race itself has been going on for thousands of years.
This is indeed an irreconcilable contradiction.
at the same time.
Along the Xiangshui River.
Flower garden.
In the private room on the second floor, Li Ziye stood quietly, looking at Prince Xuanwu below, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Finally waited for this waste.
First floor.
Chen Yifei was drinking with some friends, accompanied by several girls.
"Your Majesty, if you ask me, the Li family just doesn't know how to praise!"
Next to Chen Yifei, a young man with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks said indignantly, "The Li family is just a merchant family with a despicable status. Being able to marry into Prince Wu's Mansion is a blessing that they have never been able to cultivate in their eight lifetimes. I didn't expect that they would dare to interfere and destroy this." Marriage."
"That's right, Your Majesty, with your status, you can't find any kind of woman, so there is no need to get so angry over such a trivial matter."
On the side, another young man in brocade clothes flattered him with a flattering look on his face.
"That bitch!"
Chen Yifei held the wine glass in his hand and slammed it on the table with a very gloomy expression.
Second floor.
When Li Ziye heard the words of Crown Prince Xuanwu, murderous intent filled his eyes.
court death!
"Young Master."
At this time, a young man came from behind and saluted respectfully.
Li Ziye turned around, saw the person coming, and said calmly, "Thank you."
"This is the duty of this subordinate." The boy said softly.
"How many years have you been in Yanyu Tower?" Li Ziye asked.
"Ten years." The boy replied truthfully.
"One year later, Jinpen washes his hands and returns to Liyuan to retire." Li Ziye said.
When the young man heard this, he looked startled, then his face became happy and he saluted again and said, "Thank you, young master."
If you can live safely and smoothly, who would be willing to lick blood with a knife?
"Go down."
Li Ziye waved his hand.
"yes!"
The boy took the order and immediately turned around and left.
A quarter of an hour later.
In the flower garden, there is a vague fragrance permeating the air. The fragrance is very light. In this place full of the fragrance of rouge and gouache, it is almost undetectable.
On the first floor, laughter continued one after another, and no one noticed anything unusual.
Li Ziye left the Shihua Garden quietly when he came, and no one knew when he left.
Li Yuan.
Li Ziye returned and went directly to the front hall.
Feng Manlou and Bai Wangyu were still playing chess.
At night.
Prince Xuanwu's Mansion.
Chen Yifei returned home drunk.
The servant brought sobering soup.
After Chen Yifei drank the hangover soup, he fell into a deep sleep.
Late at night.
"puff!"
In the room, Chen Yifei spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the black poisonous blood instantly dyed the entire bed curtain in ink.
"Help...help!"
Chen Yifei covered his chest and shouted in pain.
Outside.
The lights suddenly came on.
A servant walked over quickly and opened the door. When he saw the scene inside, he looked horrified.
"Oh no!"
"Prince"
"The prince has been poisoned!"
The urgent cries of the servants resounded throughout the palace.
The next moment, the entire Xuanwu Palace was in chaos.
Li Yuan.
Li Zi stood quietly in the courtyard at night, looking at the bright moon in the sky, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved.
The moon is extraordinarily bright tonight.
