Zhao Gao walked like this and came to the most popular chess table in the entire left room. The rule here is that the minimum deposit is ten gold. The higher the stakes, the better the player's chess skills. Therefore, the two people in front of the chess table are among the top chess players in Handan and even in the entire Zhao country. Even Zhao Gao, who had just taken a look, was not completely sure about such a chess game at the moment, and could not guarantee that he was really betting on the right person.
At the beginning of the new game, several boys had already brought money for their master and came to place bets. Middle-aged men are very disdainful of this kind of thing. The essence of gambling is to immerse yourself in it and enjoy the excitement of spending a lot of money and the coexistence of risk and profit. And asking a boy to bring money to bet is definitely not as satisfying as putting the money on the gambling table and hearing the clanging sound. So before he came in, he told his servants to huddle in the corridor and stand still without orders.
He turned his attention to the plate with criss-crossing lines. Those tight grids dazzled him and made him feel upset. But the black and white chess pieces attached to it were quite valuable. He rubbed his hands and couldn't help but take a second look. The middle-aged man didn't forget about the business. He rubbed his brows and turned to look at the little brother aside. He found that this time the little brother's eyes were wandering around on the square plate, and he couldn't make up his mind for a long time.
There were gasps and dissatisfaction among the crowd. Most of them were denouncing the white chess game's change of style. The moves were messy and scattered, and they were asking whether they had secretly received money from the boss. In short, the two people on the chessboard remained motionless, but the surroundings were already like a pot of boiling water.
People who were unsure about winning or losing before and dared not make a move are now betting on the black chess; the boy who previously bet on the white chess for his master is now so frightened that his face is pale and his legs are shaking; some even throw a lot of money at it. Then raise the bet on black.
However, Zhao Gao ignored these and focused his attention on every change on the chessboard. At this moment, Black has reached the seventh move, and White has reached the eighth move. [1] If Black cannot guess the outcome before the tenth piece is placed, the betting period has passed, and then there will be no chance of guessing the outcome. It's challenging. So he concentrated his mind and carefully analyzed the intention of each move of the white chess piece, as well as the entire layout of the black chess piece.
But even so, he still couldn't see any clues. In the time it took for White to self-destruct, Black had laid out his own situation like an iron barrel. Maybe White really must lose? Zhao Gao's hand hanging by his side was unconsciously shaking his clothes, and he stared blankly at the chess player holding the white chess piece, feeling confused in his heart.
The middle-aged man on the side looked at him with a very troubled expression. He took out the ten pieces of gold from his arms early in the morning and held it in his hand without making a move. He couldn't understand this chess game, and even if he could understand it, he wouldn't want to. Take the trouble to understand. All he could do was to pick a loophole and see how the little brother judged it, but looking at this, although the little brother thought that White would lose, he seemed to be unsure.
Of course, what middle-aged men want when they come to the chess hall to play gambling is the excitement of finding certainty amidst uncertainty, so he slaps his thigh: black chess is black, and he follows this time!
However, he then thought about it. If he lost, he couldn't spend ten gold in vain. This money would be enough for him to buy "Zhen Ji" for the whole night. If you really lose, hehe, let someone plant some grass on this kid's grave as a souvenir. If a few flowers can bloom next year, it will be eye-catching and make you happy, right?
At this moment, Zhao Gao was focused on the chess game and had no idea that his life depended on winning or losing in that small area. At this moment, the white chess piece has reached its ninth move, and the black chess piece's ninth move has also been settled in the blink of an eye. But for some reason, the disadvantaged White side suddenly chuckled, picked up a white piece from the chess box and put it on it without thinking.
At the moment when the white player chuckled, Zhao Gao's eyes lit up and he remembered a book he had read before: Yes, this similar approach was mentioned in "Thirteen Chapters of the Classic of Chess". Those white pieces that seem to be endless may not be effective at the moment, but with another twenty moves, they will be able to connect the dots that have been painstakingly worked on before, and finally weave into a fine network, forming an encirclement. They can be caught off guard and strangled. Black's piece is in the middle.
The middle-aged man noticed a change in the expression on his little brother's face when he was about to place a bet. After secretly greeting his whole family, an idea suddenly came to his mind, so he took out another hundred gold coins from his arms without thinking, and it was the same as the original one. The ten pieces of gold were put together, and they bet on White just before Black posted the tenth piece.
This move caused people around him to look at him in surprise. Even Zhao Gao was startled by the sound of his one hundred and ten gold shot. Many people cast sarcastic glances at him, and he did not shy away from looking back with sadness. Before going out, I had already pretended to be aggrieved by pretending to be my grandson, but now I came out to pretend to be an uncle, and how dare I even look down on my grandson? Hey, if the grandsons don’t teach you a lesson, they might not be able to figure out who is the boss in the streets of Handan!
After all, the middle-aged man who had finished placing his bets was no longer in a hurry. He was too lazy to look at the annoying square plate anymore, so he might as well ask someone to do something interesting. Thinking of this, he gestured in one direction, and someone quickly came through the crowd and walked over. He listened to his instructions with a low eyebrow and then raised his head to confirm the appearance of those unlucky people. Respectfully withdrew.
After another forty kills on the chessboard, small noises began to be heard from the crowd, and many people whispered: White has changed his moves! Dozens of moves later, it turned out that the black chess piece that was like an iron bucket had turned into mud. The white chess pieces were rounded and flattened by him, without being able to fight back at all.
This wonderful chess game caused the onlookers to exclaim: Strange game, strange game! Of course, the middle-aged man now has no time to care whether it is strange or not. He is stuffing money into his bag. The bag is getting heavier and heavier, and he is gradually unable to hold it. He does not want to put it away. It was placed on the ground, not wanting to ask for help from the boy. After all, if you put money in other people’s hands, it’s more practical to keep it in your own hands.
At this time, Zhao Gao was also tired of walking around. The chess hall was really big and there were surprisingly many people. He wandered around there all afternoon, but he still hadn't found Zhang Xian and Wang Chong, so he was planning to find them. After looking for it, he was stopped by a man dressed as a boy: "My master invites you to talk to me on the second floor."
He was slightly surprised, but calmly on his face he held up his hands and asked tentatively: "May I ask who your master is..." When the other party was asked this question, his face showed an impatient look, and he only urged: "You'll know when you get there. Come on, hurry up, hurry up, the master is waiting impatiently and he won’t be able to enjoy your good harvest.”
At this moment, Zhao Gao opened his mouth, but saw several people with bruises and swollen faces running away from the door in fear. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught a glimpse of two strong men walking slowly not far behind the boy. Although they didn't get close, based on his intuition, those two people should be with this boy, and it was related to the reason why those people fled.
Now that I have become a piece of meat on someone else's chopping board, I have no choice but to swallow the words "Can I not go?" Generously made a gesture of invitation, Zhao Gao said: "Can you please lead the way?" The young man saw that he was interested and said no more, and led Zhao Gao around the sea of people and then up to the second floor.
Zhao Gao looked at the surrounding environment and found that it was indeed a quiet place separated from the hustle and bustle downstairs. The man who was looking for him was leaning on a soft couch, hugging the beauty and eating.
The beauty's appearance seemed familiar to Zhao Gao, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before. At this time, after hearing the servant's report, the man raised his face buried in the beauty's chest to look at him.
Although the man in front of him was over thirty years old, he still looked quite handsome due to proper maintenance. However, the evil aura around him was in great contrast with that face. You want to say that he is a loser, but his eyes are bright and clear, and he clearly hides his scheming. You want to say that he has the sun and moon in his heart, and holds the world in his sleeves, but his demeanor of a local ruffian makes people laugh and praise him. I really can't afford it.
This is the first time Zhao Gao has met such a contradictory character. Now that he has called him and can't get away, and he doesn't know why, he feels a bit headache. Unexpectedly, the other party was very direct, without any roundabout ways. He said straight to the point: "Thanks to my little brother, I have gained a lot today. I have no other meaning in inviting you to come. I just want to ask that I have already sent someone to leave." [2] After sorting it out, when will little brother give in?"
This sound... Zhao Gao suddenly remembered that this was the sound he heard when he left the dance pavilion this morning. At that time, the man shouted, "Master, look at the girl above." So... the beauty in his arms She is the lead dancer of the dance pavilion, no wonder she looks familiar. Being able to join the "lead dancer" of the dance pavilion is enough to explain this person's origin...
Not only did he speak directly, but he also left no room for negotiation at all. He was very refreshing, but Zhao Gao was even more surprised and suspicious. What kind of place is Daishe? It was a place where powerful people accepted high-level hangers-on. Anyone who had the ability to accept hangers-on had a high status. Moreover, it was not just as simple as "asking you to be a hanger-on." They were promised the status of "honored customer" as soon as they came up. , then Zhao Gao would have to be shocked.
Who is this person, and what does he see in him?
Zhao Gao tried hard to recall what happened today, but he couldn't figure it out. The middle-aged man followed Zhao Gao for such a long time and kept observing his expression. Unknowingly, he developed some tacit understanding. Looking at Zhao Gao's expression, he could roughly guess what he was thinking. A feeling of complacency came up, and I felt quite proud.
Then he made a gesture, and a boy immediately came forward to stand by. He didn't look at the boy, just stared at Zhao Gao and said, "Two three, tell me what's going on." After saying that, he lowered his head. He looked at the coquettish beauty in his arms and said, "I only care about talking, but I'm neglecting you." In an instant, he was entangled with the beauty.
Zhao Gao was not in the mood to watch a live erotica at the moment, so he turned around and turned his attention to the boy named "Er San". After listening to his explanation carefully, I realized that I had been followed for half a day without knowing it.
Although I still don’t know the identity of this person, I have clarified a lot of ideas by connecting what the young man said. At the moment, I am just being treated as a profitable plaything. Arranging such a plaything in the "generation house" is also It's just for his ability to win money by guessing chess, which shows that this person is not an upright gentleman.
Knowing this, Zhao Gao felt relieved and relieved. It's not that bad that he got involved in some kind of fight.
He saw the opportunity, and while the middle-aged man was entangled with the beauty, he turned around and saluted him with folded hands, touching his temperament. Without saying any more polite words, he raised his head and said calmly: "What I just said just now." , I’m sorry that I can’t obey my orders.”
