Chang'an, Tai Chi Palace, Imperial Study Room.
The Emperor of Tang Dynasty was at his desk approving orders, and a young eunuch next to him was respectfully holding a bowl of medicinal soup.
Seeing that Emperor Tang was concentrating on reviewing the memorials, the young eunuchs looked a little anxious but did not dare to say a word. They knew that Emperor Tang never liked others to disturb him when he was reviewing memorials, so they were afraid that they would disturb Emperor Tang's governance.
The name of this young eunuch is Chen Jinjue, and everyone calls him "Little Jinzi". I don't know what kind of secret he used, but he actually got into the relationship with the palace manager Wang Gonggong. However, just a few years after entering the palace, he was sent to serve the Tang Emperor. However, Chen Jinjue does have his own merits. He is smart, well-rounded, and very good at observing people's words. He is a small talker who can say nice things, but he also knows how to measure things. It is because he knew a few words before entering the palace, so he He was sent to serve in the royal study.
Perhaps he was a little tired, or his neck was a little sore. Emperor Tang put down his pen, twisted his neck, then closed his eyes tightly and leaned on the dragon chair.
Chen Jinjue found a good opportunity, raised his head and whispered to Emperor Tang: "Your Majesty, most of this medicine has cooled down. I will warm it up for you before bringing it over."
Emperor Tang opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Jinzi holding the medicine and presenting it in front of the case, and then he remembered this incident. Before Chen Jinjue could turn around, he reached out and touched the jade bowl containing the medicine. Feeling that the residual warmth was still there, he said, "No need."
After saying that, Emperor Tang raised his head from the jade bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
Seeing that Emperor Tang finally drank the medicinal soup, Chen Jinjue breathed a sigh of relief. He took the jade bowl and handed it to the palace maid who came forward. He waved his hand to signal the palace maid to take the jade bowl down.
Chen Jinjue turned his head and saw Emperor Tang leaning on the dragon chair with his eyes closed again, and asked carefully: "If Your Majesty feels tired, can I give you a shoulder massage?"
It has to be said that the young eunuch Chen Jinjue is indeed good at seizing opportunities. Emperor Tang did feel some soreness in his shoulders and neck. After hearing this suggestion, Emperor Tang nodded, but still did not open his eyes.
Chen Jinjue walked lightly behind the dragon chair, put his hands on Emperor Tang's shoulders, and carefully squeezed and beat Emperor Tang.
I don’t know if this little eunuch had practiced on a daily basis, but the force of the pinching and beating was just right. The areas he had pinched gradually stopped being sore, and a sense of comfort spread from Emperor Tang’s shoulders and neck. When I opened it, my body seemed lighter.
Emperor Tang felt the comfort and couldn't help but let out a soft 'hmm'.
Chen Jinjue asked quickly: "Your Majesty, is this slave's strength too strong?"
Although he asked, he did not stop using his hands, as if he was quite confident in his methods.
"Go on, it's good."
"yes……"
As expected, the Holy Emperor was very satisfied with his technique. Chen Jinjue felt happy and his hands became more steady.
After relaxing for a while, Emperor Tang felt much more relaxed. He asked: "Xiao Jinzi, when did you enter the palace?"
"Back to the Holy Spirit, this servant entered the palace in the spring of the 27th year of Yongchang."
"The twenty-seventh year of Yongchang...that's almost three years?"
"yes."
"Why did you enter the palace?"
"Going back to your Majesty, I have many brothers in my family. There was another flood in my hometown a few years ago, and all the houses were washed away. I couldn't afford to feed them anymore, and I didn't have enough to eat, so I decided to enter the palace."
"Flood disaster? Are you from Tongguan?"
"This slave is from Tongguan."
"A native of Wang Shangshu"
Chen Jinjue's heart skipped a beat. I don't know whether the Tang Emperor meant or not by saying "Wang Shangshu's countryman". There was only one "Wang Shangshu" among the six ministers in the imperial court, and that was Wang Yanqing, and Chen Jinjue was also the one. I only entered the palace because of Wang Yanqing's relationship. Otherwise, how could I have been appreciated and valued by the prince at such a young age?
At this time, Chen Jinjue couldn't help but sweat a little behind his back, but the strength in his hands did not change at all. He remembered what Lord Wang Yanqing said to him before entering the palace - the Holy One is the Son of Heaven, and the Emperor naturally has the eyes of heaven. Nothing in the world can be hidden from him, let alone a Tai Chi Palace? You must be careful in your words and deeds in the palace in the future, and regard the Holy One as your master, the Holy One is your heaven, the Holy One’s words are the imperial edict, and the health of the Holy One is more important than your life... Thinking of this, Xiao Jinzi immediately made a decision——
Instead of waiting for Emperor Tang to ask questions, it is better to speak first.
"Your Majesty, it is clear that this servant is indeed fortunate to live in the same hometown as Wang Shangshu... To be honest, Your Majesty, hey, this servant also relied on Wang Shangshu's relationship to..."
"Oh?" Emperor Tang suddenly opened his eyes and seemed to feel a little interesting.
"Your Majesty, my neighbor, my son Fa, worked in Wang Shangshu's house. A few years ago, my family suffered a disaster, so I came to Beijing alone to find this little brother Fa. Brother Fa told Wang Shangshu what happened to me. , Lord Shangshu saw me as pitiful and thought of me as a fellow countryman, so..."
"Although Bo Zhong was born in Chang'an and grew up in Chang'an, he has never forgotten his roots. Mr. Wang has a good way of teaching his children."
Seeing that Emperor Tang had no doubts, Chen Jinjue's heart dropped. He smiled and said, "Master Wang is really kind to the people in his hometown. He went back to his hometown in person when there was a disaster that year."
"I sent him there. What did he do there?"
"Presiding over disaster relief, providing food and porridge, and providing comfort to the people."
"Um......"
Emperor Tang gave a noncommittal 'hmm', not knowing whether he was aware of or affirmative of what Wang Yanqing had done.
Seeing that Chen Jinjue had said everything he needed to say, he stopped talking and continued to serve Emperor Tang with all his heart.
Emperor Tang seemed to be really tired. At this time, he was being served very comfortably. His consciousness gradually became unfocused and relaxed. Suddenly, his body sank and he leaned on the dragon chair and took a nap.
Chen Jinjue felt that Emperor Tang's body went limp. When he lowered his head and saw that Emperor Tang's head was leaning on his arm, he suddenly screamed in his heart that something was wrong——
Why did this master fall asleep leaning on his arm? At this moment, he couldn't raise or close his hand, so he could only freeze there, not daring to move even an inch. He hurriedly waved his other hand and asked the palace maid to bring a blanket to cover Emperor Tang, while he stood aside. Even if my arms are extremely sore, I have to grit my teeth and endure it...
...
"General Chang, please see me——"
A long report came from the door of the imperial study, awakening Emperor Tang from his nap.
Emperor Tang opened his hazy sleepy eyes and looked around, as if he didn't believe that he had just fallen asleep. Was he really old? Emperor Tang said mockingly in his heart.
"Call him to come in." Emperor Tang said, holding his forehead.
When Chen Jinjue saw that Emperor Tang finally woke up, he quickly pulled back his numb hand and shook it a few times, trying to regain consciousness in his arm. However, before the soreness and numbness subsided, he saw a man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a majestic figure. The man walked in from outside the door.
This man is serious in speech and expression, and his expression seems to be inherently serious. Even in the imperial study room, he strides forward without hesitation, unlike others who are timid here.
"The humble minister Chang Zhishan meets His Majesty! Long live my emperor!"
The man's voice is like a bell, full of vitality, and seems to be able to frighten all the evil spirits, evil spirits, ghosts and snake spirits around him.
"Zhongxian doesn't need to be polite. If someone comes, he will give you a seat."
"Thank you, Lord, for your grace."
Chen Jinjue moved a chair over and placed it in front of the case, and nodded to Chang Zhishan. Then, he turned to Emperor Tang and said, "Your Majesty, that servant will retreat first..."
Chen Jinjue knew that Emperor Tang did not like having eunuchs around when summoning ministers, so he resigned on his own voluntarily.
This little eunuch is not only good at massaging, but also knows how to measure it. Wang Yanqing has found someone smart, Emperor Tang thought to himself. Then, he smiled and said: "Okay, go down and give me a squeeze another day."
Hearing that Emperor Tang asked him to 'knead it another day', Chen Jinjue's bones softened a bit, and he quickly said: "The Holy One looks up to the slave, and the slave is willing to do his best for the Holy One."
"I want you to relax for me, there's no need to mess around."
Chen Jinjue saw that Emperor Tang seemed to be in a good mood and even joked with himself. He suddenly felt like a spring breeze and left happily.
Seeing the young eunuch withdrawing, Emperor Tang put away his smile and stood by the window, his eyes shining brightly, and said, "Zhongxian, how many years has it been since the 'Rebellion of the Six Kings'?"
Chang Zhishan didn't know why Emperor Tang asked such a question, but he clearly remembered what happened in those years, and replied in a deep voice: "Fifteen years."
"Yes, these fifteen years have flown by, and these things seem to have happened yesterday."
Emperor Tang and Chang Zhishan fell into silence at the same time, as if they were recalling everything in the past.
"You were still the general of Guan Nei at that time, right?"
"yes!"
"My brothers are busy making trouble in the east, and they still don't forget to come to you to win over you. It can be described as coercion and inducement."
"Weichen is brave and loyal, which can be learned from heaven and earth. When King Yong's messenger arrived at Weichen, he was dragged out and beheaded before he could see Weichen's face. Weichen..."
Hearing Emperor Tang mention this matter, Chang Zhishan suddenly left his stool and knelt behind Emperor Tang.
"What are you doing? Get up quickly."
Seeing Chang Zhishan kneeling down, Emperor Tang turned around and stepped forward to help him up. After he sat down again, he said -
"I naturally know your sincerity, otherwise I wouldn't have led my troops to march 800 miles eastward overnight, King Qin."
Chang Zhishan cupped his fists but did not speak.
"Thanks to you and Mr. Wang at that time, I was able to personally conquer the rebellion. Firstly, it was because of you and other loyal people, and secondly, Mr. Wang guarded the court and stabilized the officials."
"Old Wang Guo is a veteran of the three dynasties. I, the great minister of the Tang Dynasty, must have contributed a lot to this."
"Originally, he has reached the age of retiring and returning to his hometown to take care of his old age. Now that he has come here, I don't know how many years he lost before he could suppress the imperial court at that time..."
In the 14th year of Yongchang, the Tang Emperor pushed hard for the New Deal, streamlined the organization, and greatly weakened the power and military power of each vassal king. Therefore, in the 18th year of the reign of Emperor Yongchang, the "Rebellion of Six Kings" broke out. The rebellion was like a raging fire at first, and it got out of hand. Six vassal kings raised troops from various places and approached Chang'an, almost planning to attack Taiji Palace. But it was the two important ministers of Emperor Tang who stepped forward at the critical moment and stood by Emperor Tang's side without hesitation, and this rebellion was put down.
Recalling the past, a burning feeling of ambition filled the Tang Emperor's chest again. At this moment, he really wanted to borrow more time from God so that he could fully display his ambitions.
Thinking of those familiar faces, Emperor Tang's eyes suddenly became long and deep.
"What's going on with the school affairs office?"
As soon as these words came out, Emperor Tang returned to his eyes from his memory. Just a moment ago, he was like an old man who had gone through many vicissitudes of life, just reminiscing with old friends and reminiscing about nostalgia. Now he was like a dragon hiding at the bottom of the deep sea, his deep and sharp eyes almost wanting to see through everything, staring at this area. The vast, endless and calm sea, as long as he is willing, he can call the wind and rain to set off huge waves.
"Back to Your Majesty, this matter will be handled by Wei Chen personally. The recruitment of manpower from all over the house has been completed 90%."
"Um……"
Emperor Tang was so serious at this time that even Chang Zhishan couldn't understand what the hero was thinking.
"The School Affairs Office is under the control of the Privy Council, but it is not included in the official list for the time being. At this time, only the ministers and the two deputy envoys know that the School Affairs Office has a total of 1,600 people, including 600 'Buyi Guards'." There are thousands of black guards, each one... selected by Wei Chen personally... not one person is selected from the Twelve Guards of the Forbidden Army."
"How strong is this Qianqi in black?"
Chang Zhishan paused, and then said: "The strong Tianji is not a problem, even if the strong Tianshu comes, he can block it for half an hour."
The strong Tianji was not a problem... He blocked the strong Tianshu for half an hour... The black-clothed guards were obviously very powerful.
"Yeah." Emperor Tang nodded, but his face remained expressionless. He said earnestly: "Zhongxian, please continue to keep an eye on the affairs of the school affairs office. You must handle this matter well. I trust you!"
Chang Zhishan left the stool again, knelt on the ground with his hands clasped in his fists and said firmly: "I will definitely live up to my trust!"
"Yun Yue Pavilion has become close to the Wei Dynasty in recent years, and I am extremely worried."
When Yunyue Pavilion was mentioned, Emperor Tang couldn't help but look solemn.
It turns out that Yunyue Pavilion is a gathering place for intelligence from all the countries in the Central Plains. "Everything in the world is for profit." As long as you have money, no matter whether you are from the New Tang Dynasty or the Northern Wei Dynasty, you can get what you want. The only thing you need to pay is money. In the past few years, for some unknown reason, Yunyue Pavilion has gradually moved closer to the Northern Wei Dynasty. Although both countries have their own spies and spy agencies, it is difficult for all countries to organize effectively in the face of Yunyue Pavilion, a natural and unlimited organization. To compete with it, after all, the master of the pavilion is a strong man in the Tianshu realm, and the capable people and strangers below him all show their magical powers. As the saying goes, "Money can make the world go round." The free money prompted this natural "intelligence network" to spread across the Central Plains and penetrate into various countries.
"During the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cao Gong formed a 'school affairs office' to supervise hundreds of officials. Now I want to set up this school affairs office to fight against Yunyue Pavilion." The Emperor of Tang let out a long sigh and patted Chang Zhishan's generous Kong Wu. On his shoulders, he said: "I am here for the country and the country of the Tang Dynasty!"
Even though Chang Zhishan had experienced hundreds of battles and experienced all kinds of storms, at this moment, when he felt the palm of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who was both a king and a friend, patting his shoulder, he was still a little excited and uncontrollable——
This shot is such an understatement! How heavy is this shot?
Chang Zhishan calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I have something to report to you."
Speaking of this, Chang Zhishan, who had always been straightforward, suddenly became a little concerned.
"explain."
"Wang Shaojing... also wants to join the school affairs office."
When Emperor Tang heard this name, he seemed to be stimulated. His energy and blood surged up a little. He coughed a few times feebly, snorted softly and said, "Humph! Why does she want to get involved in everything?"
Wang Shaojing - from the Wang family in Chang'an City, the Wang family among the three major families. He is the son of Queen Wang and Wang Shangshu's younger brother, and is the leader of the younger generation of the Wang family. Wang Shaojing entered Daman before he was thirty years old and was highly regarded by the Wang family, but he had not served in the court for many years.
It seems that there is really no airtight wall in the world. The establishment of the school affairs office this time is so secretive, but it is still known to the Wang family. I don’t know... What is Queen Wang’s plan for this step? Chang Zhishan couldn't figure it out, so he had to come over and tell Heaven to listen.
"Let it be."
Emperor Tang waved his hand, unwilling to spend more time on this matter. Although the married wife had done many things secretly behind his back in recent years, and Wang Yanqing had also won over many officials, the Emperor still believed that they could not commit treason against the Tang Dynasty.
"yes!"
Thinking of Queen Wang, the woman's appearance appeared in front of her unconsciously. The matter of Ying Ping's entrance was settled, and Emperor Tang couldn't help but smile and said, "The Han Clan has accepted a disciple again. How about we go to Qianniu Mountain another day to have a look?"
For some reason, Chang Zhishan's eyes suddenly became complicated. First his eyes widened, his pupils shrank slightly, and then his eyes gradually narrowed, as if there was something in Hanmen that made him very tormented, or something in his heart, Or maybe it was what was stumbling in his heart, or what was in his heart...or maybe it was the hatred in his heart, but at this moment he was still kneeling on the ground with his head lowered and did not get up. Emperor Tang couldn't see the look in Chang Zhishan's eyes. Variety.
"yes......."
Chang Zhishan's squinted eyes seemed to be filled with memories, frost, and a little unwillingness, but he finally closed his eyes, stood up before Emperor Tang could speak, and said: "If there is no It's important, I'll take my leave first."
Emperor Tang didn't notice the changes in Chang Zhishan, and seemed to still be immersed in some memories. He waved his hand, indicating that Chang Zhishan could retreat.
Chang Zhishan took the order and exited the study respectfully.
...
...
For several days in a row, Ye Changshan and Yingping lived an extremely regular life. After getting up early, they would usually see Qilang cleaning the yard, and then they would burn the fallen leaves together. After breakfast, they would start practicing the basic skills of spiritual practice, and take a short nap at noon. back. I studied with Wen Junchen in the afternoon and took a small pill before going to bed at night.
There is nothing good about being regular, but the two of them feel that... their days may be too regular. Take the daily breakfast as an example. The two found that breakfast must be Wen Junchen's pancakes. Even the size of the pancakes has almost no change, they are the same as those carved from the same mold. The other two meals didn't have much variety. I ate the same dishes over and over again. Although the taste was pretty good, I couldn't bear to eat the same thing every day. After a few days, Yingping became a little overwhelmed. He didn't know what to do. How did these uncles survive these years?
It's autumn, and the morning breeze makes people feel a little cool. Today, Ye Changshan got up a little earlier than usual. When he opened the door, the familiar smell of smoke drifted faintly from the backyard. Now he was somewhat thankful that the fifth senior sister had planted these flowers and plants. If it weren't for these flowers and plants, the smell of smoke in the courtyard might not have been there. Thicker and more choking.
After Ye Changshan walked out of the house, he found Brother Seventh sitting in front of the stone table in the courtyard. The familiar broom stood beside him, holding a pen in his hand. There was a piece of white paper on the table. He didn't know what he was writing or doing there. Ye Changshan stood in front of his house and looked from a distance but did not come forward. The words "Keep strangers away" were always written on the face of the Seventh Senior Brother, so Ye Changshan also chose to respect this "distance" and pondered. I will look for opportunities to get acquainted with this senior brother again in the future.
The Seventh Senior Brother seemed to feel that someone was looking at him not far away. The pen in his hand paused for a moment, but then he started waving it again. After a while, he stopped writing, leaned the pen flat on the stand, and looked at his own pen carefully. work'. Since he didn't stand the paper up, Ye Changshan couldn't see clearly what Brother Seventh wrote. He could only see that he was mumbling words, closing his eyes from time to time, and raising his head from time to time. It seemed that he was trying to remember and recite something.
Maybe he's studying hard too?
The day's plan is in the morning. Ye Changshan didn't feel anything wrong, but the behavior of the seventh senior brother made him feel a little confused. He saw the seventh senior brother folding the white paper, stood up and walked to the backyard, not forgetting to stand beside him when he left. Bring the broom together. Ye Changshan moved slightly to the backyard. From a distance, green smoke was still coming out of the furnace where the leaves were burned. Then Brother Seventh threw the white paper directly into it. The flames burned even more intensely, but that was it. In this brief moment, the flame immediately went out again and calmness returned, just like the expression of the seventh senior brother.
Suddenly, the Seventh Senior Brother turned back to the courtyard and looked at Ye Changshan, as if telling the 'peepers' in the courtyard that he knew of his existence, but his eyes were still so empty, and no information or emotion could be read from his eyes. , the joys, sorrows and joys of the world have nothing to do with him, making Ye Changshan feel uncomfortable for a while.
Although Ye Changshan and Seventh Senior Brother looked at each other very uncomfortable, Ye Changshan still stared at Seventh Senior Brother and did not look away, because the Seventh Senior Brother's eyes were so dull that even the people on Suzaku Street The stone lions are more spiritual than him. A body without a 'soul', what's not to look at?
Ye Changshan nodded to the seventh senior brother, then turned and left.
...
Breakfast this morning was still pancakes. After breakfast, the two of them came to the courtyard. Ji Yang and Ji Yang were already standing in the courtyard waiting for them.
Ji Yang and Yu seemed to live a relaxed life. In the morning, he supervised the two of them in practicing basic skills, reading, reading and drinking tea. In the afternoon, he practiced alone in the courtyard. Occasionally, he went to the mountains and forests to feel the 'breath of heaven and earth'. This was quite satisfactory. This overturned the image of this 'genius' in the minds of the two of them. They originally thought that this third senior brother (uncle) was a 'martial arts idiot' - even if he was not a 'martial arts idiot', he should be the kind of person who, in the twelve hours, rarely It is said that people who have spent six or seven hours practicing, but now it seems that they are not much different from the idle old people in Chang'an City, and they live an extremely "comfortable" life.
Today, Ji Yangyu held a chess record copied from somewhere in his hand. Looking at the ink stains on the chess record, it looked like it was freshly dried. He thought he had copied the chess record by his own hand.
Seeing the two of them walking listlessly into the courtyard, Ji Yang and Yu pointed in front of them without raising their heads, indicating that they could start today's practice.
The two shook their heads helplessly and began the boring practice for half a day.
...
Although it has passed the beginning of autumn, the weather is still extremely hot after the sun comes out. Sweat gradually seeps out and covers their foreheads. For some reason today, there is no cool breeze blowing for a long time. 'Autumn Tiger' The power was so great that the breathing of the two young men gradually became a little unsteady.
"Qi sinks into the Dantian, exhales and breathes, the mind is calm and clear, and selflessness is settled." Ji Yangyu suddenly said these sixteen words while looking at the chess record, which made the two of them feel a little confused and looked at him in confusion.
"You two are out of breath, take a rest for a while."
The two looked at each other, then slumped down on the ground together, beating their thighs. An unbearable soreness pierced out from the thighs, like an ice pick drilling in from the inside out.
"Brother, what do those words mean?" Ye Changshan noticed that these sixteen words seemed to be related to practice, and asked after calming down for a while.
"Although cultivation is different from everything in the world, the method is not different from it." Ji Yangyu put down the chess record, stood up from the stone pier, and walked to the two of them, "'Qi sinks in the Dantian, exhales and breathes', this These two sentences are the basic method of cultivation. Heaven and earth have spirits, which are transformed into 'breath'. Beginners must first learn how to tell the past and incorporate new things. Only then can they feel, receive and use it when they truly practice the 'breath of heaven and earth' in the future. Control it; "A calm mind leads to purity, and selflessness leads to concentration." These two sentences tell practitioners that if they want to practice and achieve the Tao, they must have a calm mind, so that they will not be disturbed by the outside world. They must forget themselves, so that they will not be disturbed by themselves. Only by Meditation and concentration will make your practice effective."
This time, Ji Yangyu talked for a long time, which surprised the two of them, but they felt the essence of every word and couldn't help but savor what Ji Yangyu said just now.
After a while, the two of them consciously returned to their practice. After understanding Ji Yangyu's words, they seemed to feel that the air was not so hot and their thighs were not so sore.
...
"Uncle Master...where did the chess record you are looking at come from?"
At noon, the morning's practice finally ended. Although Yingping was more focused on practice today than in the past, he still peeked at Ji Yang and the chess records in his hands from time to time, and felt very curious. Now he seized the opportunity and couldn't wait to ask. Get up with Ji Yang.
"This is the legacy left by the teacher"
"Sir... No, Master likes to play chess?"
Ji Yangyu nodded.
"Who are you going to sleep with?"
"Own"
"Own??"
"Teacher's chess skills are superb and no one can beat him. Naturally, he can only play against himself."
"This...how can you do this to yourself?"
"After finishing with the left hand, move on with the right hand."
"Is this okay? Wouldn't it be... wouldn't it be clear that the 'opponent's' chess moves and tricks are clear?"
"The layout and breaking of the situation are all conspiracy, without any cover-up."
"Is this...interesting?"
"interesting"
"What's interesting...?"
"If you break your own situation, you will continue to make breakthroughs and improve yourself in the process."
"Then doesn't each game... take a long time?"
"Exactly, the longest round lasted thirty-seven hours."
"Uncle Master, how come you remember so clearly?"
"Because I watched for thirty-seven hours."
"..."
"..."
Yingping and Ye Changshan were speechless for a while, sighing at the unique 'hobby' of their teacher (grandmaster), and even more at the perseverance and patience of the third senior brother (uncle). Thirty-seven hours? Three whole days and more than an hour! One person watching another person playing chess with himself? What is this scene?
The two of them were struggling to imagine the scene of those thirty-seven hours. Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, these thirty-seven hours just staring at the chessboard were so boring. Just listening to Ji Yangyu's tone, there seemed to be some unfinished meaning.
"Ever since I came to the mountain, I have been watching every time the teacher played chess."
Yes! It’s just that the meaning is still unfinished! When Ji Yangyu said these words, there was a look on his face that recalled the "good old days", as if an old man who had gone through many hardships was recalling his innocent, beautiful and pure childhood life.
"The teacher has played chess a total of seventy-two times over the years, of which the left hand won eighteen times and the right hand won twelve times, leaving forty-two residual games."
Ji Yangyu was very interested in mentioning the chess games his teacher had played over the years, as if they were treasures from his family.
"This chess record was left behind by the teacher before he left. It's called 'There is a Sky Above the Clouds'."
"..."
"The tragedy of this chess record is second only to 'Death Zheng Accompanying Neighbors'"
"..."
"But that game of 'Secretly Killing Chencang' was quite tragic."
"..."
After knowing Ji Yangyu for so many days, the sum total of all he has said is probably not as much as today's morning. These chess records are like a supreme treasure book to him, and he is constantly introducing these to the two of them. The two of them were confused when they heard the origin of the 'famous chess score' but could not be interrupted. They had to keep nodding and pretending to understand. From time to time they opened their eyes and took a deep breath, as if they were shocked by the 'powerfulness' of this chess score. .
Finally, Ji Yang finished introducing the forty-two remnant chess pieces, and Ye Changshan and Yingping breathed a sigh of relief.
"Third senior brother, I didn't expect you to be so obsessed with 'chess'." Ye Changshan sighed at Ji Yangyu's obsession and love. He didn't expect that this third senior brother was not a 'martial arts fanatic' but a 'chess fanatic'.
"I don't like playing chess"
The legs of the two of them felt weak for a while, and their thighs, which had just become more comfortable, seemed to have been hit hard by something. If they had not supported the stone pillars, they would have fallen to the ground.
Don't like playing chess! ? That’s right! ? Then why are you watching so enthusiastically? At first glance, it’s thirty-seven hours? Are you eating for food or flattering the teacher? You almost swallowed this chess book, and you still say you don’t like playing chess? Who are you lying to?
Seeing the confused expressions on their faces, Ji Yangyu disagreed and slowly explained:
"Every time I watch the teacher play chess, it's a kind of practice."
Practice? Is this possible? This makes it even more confusing for the two of them.
"Take this 'there is a sky above the clouds' as an example. Although Heizi's 'general' is attacked from both sides, his troops and elephants are complete. He has soldiers attacking, and his chariots and artillery are all in Hongzi's confidants. Hongzi's 'shuai' is surrounded by enemies on all sides. There is only one rook defending, and the rest are on the other side. The red stone is in danger and moves first, so it has to attack instead of defending. The black stone sees the move and then takes the move, so it can only defend instead of attacking. The situation of the chess game is subtle. Extremely, things are changing rapidly, and if you are not careful, the whole situation will change drastically." Ji Yang suddenly became confident in his expression and said, "What would you do if you were Hong Zi?"
Seeing Ji Yang and Yingping looking at them with bewildered smiles, Ye Changshan and Yingping didn't know whether these words were meant for themselves or for them, so they had to shake their heads subconsciously.
"If you are a red child, you can only sink the boat at this moment and do your best to attack its vital points, killing every step. Even if you injure the enemy a thousand times and damage yourself eight hundred, you can't stop the momentum."
"What if it's Heizi?"
"If it is a black stone, the soldiers will come to block the water and the earth will cover it. There are more chessmen on your side than the opponent. If you can exchange one for one, you can wear the opponent to the limit. At this moment, you can keep retreating to neutralize the murderous intention of the red stone, but when retreating, you need to You have to always pay attention to the flaws exposed by Hongzi - as long as you grasp one flaw, you can kill him with one blow." Ji Yang said with confidence. It seems that no matter he is 'black' or 'red', he has full confidence in his ability. Subdue the opponent.
"A showdown between strong men is nothing more than this." Ji Yang and Jiang carefully folded the chess book and put it in their sleeves. Leaving the stunned two people behind, they turned around and left. When they were about to walk to the room, they said without looking back. Let me say a word——
“When is life not practiced, is life not practiced—”
[If you get off work early, there will be another chapter in the evening~~]
