Green ant new fermented wine,
A small red clay stove,
It's snowing in the evening,
Can I have a drink?
Walking to the door of his house, Xiao Rui saw two old men cooking wine and playing chess in the pavilion in the lake, and couldn't help but chant softly. This is a poem by Bai Juyi. Bai Juyi was a poet in the middle and late Tang Dynasty, so this poem has not yet appeared in the world. When Xiao Rui recited it, several people around him found it novel and adapted to the situation.
"The Marquis' poetry is unparalleled, and the scenes blend together to create a beautiful picture. I wonder who is cooking tea and playing chess in the pavilion in the center of the lake?"
"Cooking tea? This weather is not suitable for drinking tea. It must be cooking wine. It is the third master and Mr. Pei who live in this village to retire. If Brother Zhao is interested, you can come over and have a look and play chess to relieve your boredom. I have been waiting for a long time. Before returning, let’s settle down at home first.”
Zhao Deyan was in a good mood: "That's what I meant."
He turned over and dismounted, said hello to several people, and stepped onto the wooden plank road of Huxin Pavilion.
Xiao Yu laughed and scolded: "You must be holding back your misfortune. I am a guest after all. It is my first time to come to your home. Without first entering the house to introduce the arrangements, you let them play chess outside? What is the reason? This is not the way our Xiao family treats us. The guest’s way.”
Xiao Rui put his index finger to his mouth and signaled everyone to lower their voices: "The third master is addicted to chess. Mr. Pei is always unable to resist and is always disliked. It's not easy for a stranger to kill the third master's prestige. Don't expose it." .”
Pfft... everyone couldn't help but laugh, it's going to be interesting next.
When they came to the courtyard, they all got busy. The housekeeper, nurse, cook, etc. all came up to greet them. Only Xiao Rui's Xiaojiazhuang had a backbone. Otherwise, although the entire Xiaojiazhuang looked average, it always felt lifeless.
"Excuse me, you two gentlemen are polite."
The two people playing chess concentrated on the chessboard and did not turn to look at him.
Zhao Deyan knew the temperament of people who loved chess, so he was not annoyed and just stood aside and watched intently.
Pei Ji is in charge of black, and Li Yuan is in charge of white. Now they are equally matched, and the battle situation is very anxious, so both of them are deeply involved in it with their brows furrowed.
"Wrong, wrong, this move for black should be on the nine-seventh path." Zhao Deyan couldn't help but remind him.
Old Li Yuan played with a jade bamboo in his hand and lightly tapped Zhao Deyan's hand pointing at the chessboard. "A true gentleman watches the chess without saying anything, so there is no need to talk too much. Xuanzhen, you have no regrets about your moves. You can't regret your moves." .This step is a trap I dug for you a long time ago."
Pfft... Did you dig a trap? Pull me down, I’ve been together for decades, and I still don’t understand your level? You must have just seen it, don't put gold on your face.
Annoyed, Pei Ji could only continue making mistakes. Only then did he come back to his senses. When had there been someone else around him?
"Who is your Excellency? When did you come?"
"My Excellency, Zhao Deyan, has just arrived and is here as a guest with the Champion. May I ask what your surnames are?"
Pei Ji made a sound and slightly cupped his hands, "My surname is Pei and my given name is Xuanzhen. This is my third master."
"Mr. Pei is polite, and Third Master is polite."
"My third master doesn't like others dictating how to play chess, so Mr. Zhao shouldn't say anything."
Zhao Deyan quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I was abrupt."
Then more than a dozen moves were made. Pei Ji's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, but Old Li Yuan became more and more happy. Next to him, Zhao Deyan's mouth had twitched countless times, and he felt as if he was being scratched by a cat, resisting the urge to remind him.
"Hahaha, Xuanzhen, you made one wrong step and then another, admit defeat, you have no chance." Old Li Yuan laughed, picked up the teapot on the small red clay stove, poured out a cup of hot rice wine, and drank a cup of it. , with contentment written all over his face.
Zhao Deyan took a sniff and saw that it was really wine, and it was fine wine, top quality!
Pei Ji watched for a long time and finally gave up, "Third Master's chess skills have become more and more unfathomable. I have been studying this game for three days, but I still can't win. That's it. Let's fight again tomorrow."
After saying that, he also poured himself a glass of hot rice wine. By the way, he also asked the audience next to him, "Mr. Zhao, would you like to have a drink to warm yourself too?"
Zhao Deyan shook his head, still staring at the chess game, "I'm afraid it's too early to admit defeat at this time. I think this game can still be saved."
"Oh? What, you don't accept it?" Old Li Yuan put down his wine glass.
Pei Ji quickly said: "How could it be? If you lose, you lose. There is no point in struggling to the death."
He wanted to persuade Zhao Deyan not to meddle in other people's business. There would be no benefit in refuting the Emperor's face.
Zhao Deyan didn't know who the person in front of him was, but he thought he was a respected old man from Murakami. He cupped his hands and said to Old Li Yuan: "With this endgame, the tie can be restored after nine moves, and black will have the advantage after twenty moves."
Old Li Yuan laughed loudly and said: "Boy, do you know what you are talking about? After twenty moves? Even Xiao Rui, who is known as the smartest person in the world, can't count the chess game after twenty moves. You just opened your mouth. Twenty hands, who do you think you are?"
Old Li Yuan is over sixty, and Zhao Deyan is only thirty or forty years old, so Li Yuan calls him "boy" without any problem.
Zhao Deyan smiled, he guessed that Xiao Rui respected the old and loved the young and gave way to the other party.
"I am unknown in my hometown, and I dare not compare myself with the champion. But I never talk nonsense about chess skills."
Old Li Yuan patted his thigh and said cheerfully: "Okay! Xuanzhen, please give in and let this kid continue. I want to see if this bragging kid has real skills. Pour him a glass of warmth. I feel good about playing chess."
Pei Ji could only stand up as instructed, and then went to pour the wine. But when the wine glass was brought over, Zhao Deyan took it and put it aside, "There's no need to drink. It's not too late to drink after nine steps."
Old Li Yuan stopped smiling, and was replaced by embarrassment, the embarrassment of being looked down upon.
"Arrogant boy."
"You will know if you are arrogant or not. In ancient times, the public warmed the wine and killed Hua Xiong. Today, if you are not talented, you will warm the wine and slay the dragon."
As he said that, he picked up a sunspot and bang! Point steadily on the board.
Old Li Yuan responded with contempt, his face full of disdain.
But after three steps, his movement slowed down. Zhao Deyan had long been optimistic about Jiubu, so he made his move immediately without thinking. Old Li Yuan took the first two steps without thinking, but the third step was different and he hesitated.
After five steps, his face gradually became serious, and he no longer dared to follow her. Instead, he frowned and became serious.
Pei Ji sighed softly and saw the change in the situation from the black and white. Could it be that nine steps to reverse the situation was not a lie? This Zhao Deyan is well-deserved, and he is worthy of being the first wise man in the Turks.
"Hey, Third Master, if you think about it like this, let alone nine steps, even seven steps, the wine will have gone cold by now." Zhao Deyan urged, his face full of pride, today I want to educate this self-righteous old man.
Old Li Yuan said with a dark face: "Why urge me? You can refill the wine when it's cool. If you really win, I'll pour you a glass of wine myself!"
A cup? This old man looks unremarkable, he has a big air, but he only has one glass of wine? Who do you think you are? Such a trend. Which one of us is crazy?
Pei Ji quickly smiled and said, "No, no, I'll be pouring the wine next to you and I won't let Mr. Zhao's wine get cold. Third Master, please concentrate on thinking about the game."
