Chapter 239: The Third Young Master in the Capital

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Zhou Yao didn't say anything, walked over and just watched quietly.

Although she knew how to play chess, she was just mediocre and not proficient. She couldn't see the secret. She just wanted to see it in her heart, but she had nothing to do.

At this time, I heard a voice in my heart say "Huh", and Mr. Lin Guo, who was sitting opposite Su Ziji, also frowned and let go.

"Does Mr. Lin still find it difficult?"

If you look at the chess carefully, you can't see the secret.

"Facing the chess master, he is still so calm and calm. This person is indeed extraordinary!" Zhou Yao glanced at him and lowered his eyelashes. Although he seemed to be attentive, he was actually just distracted.

As long as your eyes are watching, your mission is accomplished.

At this time, Su Ziji sighed slightly in his heart: "I have cheated and am in the state of teaching. Lin Yuqing's ideas for playing chess are actually very clear and transparent to me."

"Not to mention players of the same level as Lin Yuqing, even if they are one or two points inferior, they can still win based on this."

"And I, knowing my opponent's intentions, am still at a disadvantage. The gap is too big. If I want to beat the chess master, I can't do it now."

"However, what I just thought was right. As long as you ask for advice verbally and the other party agrees, you can still get some of the teachings."

"Why did I just think of this method now?"

Not to mention it was a peaceful occasion, even if it was a vendetta, some people would say "ask for advice on so-and-so tricks", and as soon as the other party agreed, they would immediately steal some of the other party's secrets. Thinking of this, Su Ziji's heart became warm. got up.

"As for Mr. Lin, his identity is sensitive, but he may not have been involved in the prince's case that much. Taking away his reputation as a master of chess and piano may be regarded as revenge."

With a "pop", the ball fell. Su Ziji woke up from thinking. When he opened his eyes, he knew that the situation was over, so he did not dwell on it. He lowered his head and thanked him: "Thank you, Mr. Lin, for your guidance."

As soon as he finished speaking, "[Go] Level 11 (1815/11000)" appeared. In just one game of chess, the level of Go was directly raised from level 10 to level 11.

"But the game is finally over." Princess Xinping looked at it and saw the people watching the chess move away, stroking her chest and looking relieved.

County Lord Duanrong lowered his eyes and felt sad secretly. He had made a promise, and once the betrothal gift was completed, he could no longer go out at will. In such days, only the princess could live the life she wanted without restraint.

Although she felt sad, she knew the princess best, but she said: "Isn't it true? They are used to being free and loose. They have to be pushed to write good poems and play the piano well. Don't take it easy!"

Some of the noble ladies who had been surrounding her laughed and booed: "This is exactly the truth. It's rare to catch her, so let her go like this. It's a pity!"

Princess Xinping smiled and pointed at them: "Naughty!"

County Lord Duanrong's words reached her heart, and when she glanced at the two of them, she felt cramped in her heart.

"Please let me wait." She yawned, and Princess Xinping's eyes seemed to be dripping with water, causing the two men to subconsciously look away.

Clear laughter immediately came from above, and he was obviously amused by this reaction.

"Is this wrong?" She glanced angrily, and Princess Xinping snorted: "I'm not telling you. Although playing chess is elegant, this flower-viewing banquet is mainly about flower-viewing. You are taking over the guests and disturbing everyone's elegance. Got it!"

Mr. Lin Guo smiled hurriedly and apologized: "It's my fault, why should I invite the princess? Why don't you give me three drinks as a penalty?"

"Su Ziji, what about you?" Princess Xinping's main "target" is not him. To be honest, Mr. Lin Guo is good-looking, but he is a bit old and his aesthetics is tired. Su Ziji is the new product. After Master Lin said this, Princess Xinping did not answer, but looked at Su Ziji and asked.

Su Ziji handed over his hand: "This matter is entirely up to me. If the princess wants to punish me, please punish me... How about I punish you with six drinks?"

"I heard that you have a good drinking capacity. If you just let me go so lightly, I will obey, and they will not obey either. How about..." Princess Xinping rolled her eyes and looked at Su Ziji slyly: "I will ask you to compensate me with a poem. how?"

"Su Ziji, Su Huiyuan, do you accept the punishment?" Except for Zhou Yao and County Master Duanrong, the noble girl only smiled, and others also joined in the fun, talking and talking to each other.

"This is a good punishment! Princess, why not let him compose a poem based on this chess game!"

"How can one song be enough? Hui Yuan is so talented in literature, princess, why don't you punish me with three songs?"

Princess Xinping was not angry and waved her hand deliberately: "I keep my word. Since I asked him to pay one song, he only needs to do one song."

"Su Ziji, since you like playing chess so much, why not just follow what they said and compose a poem based on this chess game."

"Well done. You disturbed the elegant affairs today. Forget it. If you don't do well..." Princess Xinping sighed, "I'm afraid it's you. It'll be difficult to walk out of this door!"

Of course this was meant to scare people, and Su Ziji wasn't angry at all, and even found it a bit funny.

For a woman raised in a boudoir like this, Su Ziji can be somewhat graceful as long as she is not too excessive.

He cupped his hands and saluted slightly: "I will accept the punishment."

Although this gesture was not considered meek, Princess Xinping was still satisfied.

She pointed at the two palace maids and ordered: "You go and get the plum incense paper and the ink I brought. But my father gave me a reward. Let's get them together."

When the princess comes out to attend a flower-viewing banquet, she will inevitably have to write. Even if she is not the host occasionally, she doesn't mind being the guest.

Just like now, although she is in Lord Fang Xiaohou's garden, Princess Xinping doesn't mind treating this place as her own garden at all.

Mr. Fang Xiaohou was not annoyed and smiled as well.

Su Ziji could only smile and shake his head. He saw the palace maid pouring some water on the inkstone and grinding the ink ingots. He also spread out the plum scented paper on several desks, picked up the soft brush, stayed for a moment, and then licked it. I dipped my pen full of ink and wrote a poem directly on the precious and slightly fragrant paper.

Princess Xinping came up with a title and composed a poem using chess, which was obviously a punishment for Su Zi.

Su Ziji was quick-thinking, and this little trouble was not as troublesome to him as three drinks.

"Everything is just chess, Xiaoxuan is high and pure, and the mat is cool."

"Half a waning game and a little drunk, the flowers fall in the atrium and the shadows of the trees move."

Su Ziji stopped writing, read it once, then stepped aside and asked Princess Xinping to take a look.

Princess Xinping read it sentence by sentence and suddenly felt like it. Her eyes when she looked at Su Ziji were bright.

Mr. Lin Guo's expression changed, and he first praised: "I don't think Mr. Su is so eager to be so talented. I can't get such a good poem casually, so I can't do it!"

Bianxuan also nodded: "It's really a wonderful sentence."

A sincere smile appeared on the young Marquis's face. Su Ziji was his honored guest. He introduced him into this circle. He excelled one after another and felt bright on his face.

Even if the other person's poems are mediocre, he will still smooth things over due to his sensitive identity, not to mention that he is already outstanding?

At that moment, he made a joke: "Master Lin is the master of chess and music, Master Bianxuan is the master of Sanskrit books, and Su Huiyuan is the master of poetry and prose. He can be said to be the three young masters in the capital!"

"I'm so lucky to have Third Young Master here at our flower viewing party!"