Si Nan Mansion was not something he could afford to offend. Since they had come to the door, there was no need to question anything. He just nodded in agreement and followed him in.
The situation in Zhong Mansion I saw along the way was also a bit unusual, and I found that it seemed to be particularly quiet today.
After walking for a while, he found that he was going to the east courtyard where he was. He couldn't help but ask, "Which distinguished guest is waiting for me?"
Tang Blanc: "You will know it when you see it."
Well, Yu Qing had no choice but to give up.
When I arrived at the east courtyard, I saw a man in gray guarding the door, and there was an old acquaintance waiting at the door of the hall, it was Xu Juening.
When the people arrived, Xu Juening just nodded slightly in greeting and had no intention of following them.
Tang Bran just sent the person to the door. She did not go in herself. She and Xu Juening stood guard at the entrance of the hall.
Yu Qing also saw a man sitting on the banquet in the hall, wearing typical gray clothes of the Sinan Mansion.
On the surface, he looks like an ordinary person in his fifties, with long hair hanging back, a shiny forehead, a receding hairline, a clean shaven beard, and a very clean appearance. His appearance is quite honest.
The man was playing with the chess board in the hall, playing black and white, and passing the time by playing chess with himself.
After crossing the threshold, Yu Qing subconsciously glanced at the sand table in the corner, then cautiously walked to the visitor, cupped his hands and said, "May I ask your name, sir?"
The man then looked up at him, smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to motion for him to sit across from him.
Yu Qing did not sit down, so he asked again: "I wonder what you are looking for, sir?"
The man then let out a warm laugh, "Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm. Can you play chess?"
Yu Qing glanced at the chessboard and hesitated: "I know a little bit."
The man pointed to the opposite side again and motioned for him to sit down, "I've been waiting for you here for a long time. You can't let me play half of the chess game, right? Sit down. If you have anything to say, finish playing this game with me first."
What are you doing? Yu Qing muttered in his heart, but seeing the person's demeanor, Tang Bran didn't even dare to mention the person's name and was still guarding the door obediently. He knew that the person coming was not an ordinary person from the Sinan Mansion, and he didn't dare to disobey anything.
I had no choice but to sit opposite him.
The man took the lead and then reached out his hand to signal Yu Qing across from him.
Yu Qing just took a brief look at the situation on the chessboard, then twisted a piece, almost without thinking, and clicked it.
It's clean and refreshing.
The man was startled and looked up, "If you can't beat me, don't blame me for forcing you to play another game."
The implication is that it would be too perfunctory for you to make a move without even thinking about it.
Yu Qing raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "Okay."
He reached out and grabbed a chess piece to play with.
Not even a word of nonsense.
It's like agreeing to the other party that if you don't win, I'll play another one with you.
There is no way, playing chess is really boring to him.
He basically stopped playing this thing after he was nine years old.
Because it's boring, because he can't find any opponent except his master.
The reason why he has the talent to practice Guanzi Jue is because his brain function in certain aspects is indeed stronger than that of normal people.
The most important thing about Guanzi Jue is actually the brain's ability to deduce certain aspects, not to mention that he has practiced Guanzi Jue.
Human nature and the world are impermanent, so these are just bad reasonings, but the changes in the dead objects between the squares should not be talked about in front of him. In his eyes, they are just children's playthings, and they are not worth it at all.
He is more sincere.
"..." The man was speechless after hearing the word "good".
Okay, he returned his eyes to the chessboard, and after some deliberation, he placed another piece.
But before his hand was fully raised, bang! Yu Qing had already patted a piece, then reached out to grab a handful from the urn and played with it, making a crunching sound in his hand.
"..." The man was speechless again.
After staring at the chess game and pondering it for a while, he made another move.
Bang! Yu Qing’s carelessness is still so clean and tidy.
Come again.
There was another "pop" sound.
It's not just that Tanhualang blows it, it's so enjoyable, and even the sound is so crisp.
After a few more moves, the man realized something was wrong, and found that the boy on the other side really wasn't trying to deal with him. He was making many moves with murderous intent, and the offensive he formed was very fierce.
What made him even more speechless was that he found that Yu Qing occasionally picked at the corner of his mouth, occasionally looked at the roof, and occasionally turned his head to look at the door and was distracted for a while, and almost fell asleep with his head propped up, as if he was bored waiting for him to make a move.
, as if playing chess with him was boring.
Perfunctory is indeed perfunctory, but it is a different kind of perfunctory.
The man felt that he had been humiliated in some way. He tugged his sleeves from side to side, as if a tiger's body was shaken, and he mustered up his energy to face the challenge. He no longer had the calmness and calmness that he had before.
The atmosphere in the hall seemed a little abnormal. Xu Juening and Tang Bran looked back at each other occasionally. I wonder if it was an illusion. I felt that Mr. Hou Si seemed to be a little out of his mind today. He actually rolled up his sleeves to play chess and kept silent from time to time.
His teeth were bared, as if he was going to fight for his life...
In the main hall of the inner house, none of the Zhong family took a break.
How can I rest? A big shot suddenly comes to the house. Who dares to rest?
As soon as the family came to the door, Zhong Su went to greet him and was frightened. He did not expect that the senior officials of the Sinan Mansion, someone who was second only to the Earth Mother, would actually come to his home.
Naturally, he didn't know him, but he had seen him from a distance. He was Mr. Hou Si, who was in charge of the entire Sinan Mansion's internal affairs!
It turned out that he was looking for his prospective son-in-law. After asking him where his prospective son-in-law lived, he went to wait there.
Zhong Su felt that he had no ill intentions, otherwise he wouldn't be able to visit him in person because of his status, and it would only take a few words to deal with them.
At this time, the two guards following Yu Qing were also making explanations in the inner house.
If you don't come back in time, you will definitely have to explain your itinerary.
Especially when I went to Xiyuefang, that place was a place of prostitution to some extent. The future son-in-law of the Zhong family went there to have fun, and how embarrassing it was for this place. I must make the matter clear.
When they heard that it was just a normal banquet among colleagues and that they went to a normal place, the four members of the Zhong family secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The two guards also explained the inscription.
Speaking of this, the two of them felt a little excited, saying that they finally saw Tan Hwa Lang's unparalleled talent with their own eyes.
Tan Hwa Lang simply wrote the three words "The world is good", but it made that 'Xiao Xian Lou' rise to the sky.
The two of them didn't read many books, and they weren't serious scholars. They couldn't talk about anything. They just recounted the analysis and taste of Ye Diandian and Lin Chengdao, but the emotion and admiration in their voices were quite high.
many.
"The world is good..." Wen Ruowei listened to the story, savored it for a moment, and couldn't help but excitedly muttered in her sister's ear: "Sister, these three words to praise that restaurant are really amazing, it tastes so good."
Zhong Ruochen, who had tasted it silently in his heart, nodded slightly to express his agreement and longing for it.
She really wanted to be there to see with her own eyes how her future husband would amaze everyone as he casually started writing.
However, due to the restrictions of etiquette in the world, she can only read the words as they appear, and can only keep them in her heart and daydreams.
Wen Jianhui turned around and glared at her youngest daughter, and scolded her in a low voice, "What's so good about her? I don't even know that my family has been taken advantage of."
Zhong Su ignored the women behind him, and after briefly appreciating the artistic conception of the three words spoken by the two guards, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head.
Both happy and worried.
Needless to say, the potential son-in-law's talent was well known to the world, but he still felt a little overwhelmed by his amazing handwriting.
The Zhong family was just a family of merchants, but suddenly such a talented and brilliant person suddenly appeared, and he shone brightly from time to time. Even he himself felt that this son-in-law was a little out of tune with the Zhong family.
The Zhong family's business is pretty big, and at this point, I really don't want to be too high-profile.
Earlier I was worried that my son-in-law would not be able to be named on the gold medal list, but now I find that it seems to be a bit too much and not enough.
He was really a little worried. He knew that too dazzling light and blessings were not something that anyone with good moral standing could afford, and could easily backfire.
In short, it’s good that I escaped from Xiyuefang in time and was not affected by what happened next.
Zhong Su waved his hand to the two guards to retreat. It was no wonder that the two guards were behind this. It was indeed difficult to stop him. He also knew that 'Ashi Heng' was not an object in a pond. It was not the shallow pond of his Zhong family that could forcibly restrain him.
of.
When he turned around, he saw that the mother and daughter were still there, so he asked them to rest first.
Wen Jianhui snorted: "This 'World is good' is suitable anywhere, but it is best used on our daughter. You see, it is so appropriate for Shi Heng to say 'World is good' after he married Ruochen, doesn't it mean that Ruo Chen
Chen boasted to the heavens, but now he was taken advantage of by that Xiaoxianlou for nothing, which was really disturbing.
Shi Heng was the same. He didn't respond when asked to write something for his family. He was fooled by someone else's meal and he just wrote it. Didn't he know that what he wrote could even be sold for tens of thousands of taels? You can turn around.
I have to find an opportunity to talk to him and ask him not to write inscriptions on others casually in the future, without even knowing he has suffered a loss."
His tone was full of unwillingness, as if he was being taken advantage of.
The key is that what Yu Qing promised to write to her has never been fulfilled.
Zhong Su sighed: "Shiheng is not stupid. You don't need to worry about some social interactions and entertainment with a woman like you. Okay, you can go back and rest."
As a result, the mother and daughter had no intention of resting, they just avoided him. With such a distinguished guest coming to the house, they really couldn't feel at ease without confirming that everything was alright.
The whole family is waiting for news from the East Courtyard, but they dare not go to inquire. There are people from the Sinan Mansion guarding the entrance of the East Courtyard...
Wow, a handful fell!
Yu Qing, who was so bored that he almost collapsed, finally sat up straight again and threw the chess piece he was playing with back into the urn.
A game of chess is over, the winner has been decided, and the situation is clear.
The man was holding a chess piece in his hand, his expression was frozen, his eyes were dazed, and there was even a slight cold sweat on his forehead with a receding hairline.
He lost, and he lost miserably.
He had never lost so miserably in his life, it was simply too miserable to watch.
The boy opposite was too murderous, that was called ruthless, and the one who killed him was called a loser.
He thought that his mental cultivation was good enough, but he didn't know that he could actually play a game of chess that made him break into a cold sweat.
