Jingzhou under the ancient pine and Cao Changqing, a romantic figure from Western Chu, sat opposite each other, with a game of chess between them. On the chessboard, there were nineteen horizontal and vertical lines, which were exactly the nineteen lines of Go played by Weixiong of the Xu family.
The blue bird stands aside, opposite the Confucian scholar in blue shirt, handsome and graceful, holding a white chess piece and playing with confidence. His style is not inelegant, and his temperament is not pure. Just one look at it, and no one can doubt it.
People are really the first-class romantic people in the world.
At that time, among the countries in the Spring and Autumn Period, the Western Chu scholars were the most prosperous, and only Chu had talents, and this man wearing a green shirt had all the elites in the Western Chu Dynasty. Not only did this man win the top prize in the martial arts rankings twice in a row, his talent and learning were also outstanding.
The most outstanding scholar in the Imperial Academy, he was not only called Cao Qingyi, Cao Guanzi, but also Cao Xiutou.
It can be seen that the trees are beautiful in the forest.
I heard from the young master that among the nine kingdoms of the Spring and Autumn Period, only the Chu State had a young sword god who crossed the river with his sword, and his sword energy rushed to the bullfight.
There is a wild and famous man who travels in the mountains and rivers at night in a small boat and writes hundreds of poems.
There is also an unparalleled Confucian general who is like a god in military warfare. He has never been defeated in seventy battles in his life.
There are real people who preach, there are beauties who captivate the country, there are scholars who take eternal peace as their mission, and the stars and rivers on earth are as brilliant as those in heaven.
But why did Da Chu die?
I heard from the young master that most of the romantics in the world, for their love, righteousness and benevolence, will inevitably get into trouble. Why is the romantic gentleman from Western Chu in front of me trapped? The young master asked this scholar from Western Chu to wait at Baoguo Temple, and he was really here.
The wait lasted for more than half a year.
Qingniao couldn't figure it out and turned his gaze from Qingshan back to the chessboard.
Jing Zhou's moves were extremely fast, and he attacked dozens of times in a row. His momentum was turbulent and shocking, and the wind and rain were so severe that it made people feel frightened.
The official in Tsing Yi responded with a smile, and the speed of his moves was consistent, showing everyone's style.
Jing Zhou frowned for a moment, and in an instant he took a piece from the chessboard and said with a smile: "Use the tip when you encounter difficulties in the chess piece. Hey, my master is wrong. Cao Changqing, this piece does not count. Let me regret this move first."
Having no regrets, the blue bird turned its head, embarrassed to look again.
She looked at the young master's momentum earlier and thought that the young master's chess skills had greatly improved recently and she wanted to slay the great dragon of Cao Guanzi and break the myth that the Confucian scholar in blue was invincible.
Cao Qingyi, who was more elegant than any scholar in the south of the Yangtze River, laughed and said: "Allow me to ruin a move, otherwise this game will be a draw."
Qingniao was stunned for a moment, his mind a little dizzy.
Will Cao Changqing, the invincible official in Yilin, also regret his chess?
Lifting the chess piece from the chessboard and holding it back in his palm, Cao Changqing asked: "So, the scholar from the Xuanyuan family will be entering Shu soon?"
Jingzhou nodded, "Xuanyuan Jingcheng's talent is rare in the world. With him accompanying you, your journey will be smoother."
Cao Changqing chuckled and said: "I have never seen the scholar of the Xuanyuan family with my own eyes, but after you asked me to send someone to send a letter, I secretly checked the scholar. He has no dispute with others, is gentle and respectful, but does not want to learn martial arts.
Instead, he is keen on governing the country and has a low status in the family. At this time, when he looked at it again, he realized that this son had laid out the plan twenty years ago. There were not a few people under his control up and down the Huishan Mountains, both overtly and covertly. This game of chess was
It’s quite a heavy blow.”
Jingzhou said slowly: "His experience is no less than Zhang Julu's. Even if I don't intervene, Xuanyuan Jingcheng can still kill Xuanyuan Dapan and leave the Xuanyuan family's century-old foundation to Xuanyuan Qingfeng."
Cao Changqing paused for a moment and then said: "The scholar named Chen in Baoguo Temple is a man of character, but he is too sharp-edged and ambitious."
Jingzhou didn't take it seriously and said: "In troubled times, there are many heroes. Without ambition, it is not enough to leave a name in the history of history."
Cao Changqing frowned slightly and said: "However, this son is an extreme external king. He is no different from Huang Shilong's teachings. It's okay if his reputation is not obvious. If he establishes a sect, it will definitely cause harm to thousands of years. If there is no inner saint, there is no inner saint.
Talk about the foreign king?"
Jingzhou said hey: "You don't think highly of Huang Shilong. Let's see in a few years. In my eyes, Huang Shilong is not an immortal but he is better than an immortal. The immortals in the sky use the earth as a chessboard, a mountain, a city and a country as their chess pieces, and the world as a chess piece."
Luck is the arm that holds the hand, making random moves and deciding life and death of mortals at will. Is this against the Dao? These immortals are not worthy of carrying shoes for the devil like Huang Shilong, so they can all be chopped down with one sword!"
Cao Changqing remained silent.
Jingzhou said again: "Cao Changqing, today's scholars who think they are sincere and upright are all insensitive and ignorant people. How many of these great scholars and scholars have ever cared about whether the people are full? The great Chu Dynasty was in the Spring and Autumn Period.
The most romantic ones are true, but those who are true scholars are almost dead."
"Most of the scholars in the world have high ambitions but low abilities. They can neither save the world nor benefit the people. They have even lost the backbone of the scholars. Just wait, in this world, only the Confucian way of saints is not enough to achieve great unity in the world.
"
"Okay, let's wait and see." Cao Changqing smiled brightly.
Since we have been waiting for the little princess for decades, what's the harm in waiting a little longer?
The sky is dark and the earth is dark during the game of chess played by the ancient pine tree in Baoguo Temple. From morning to noon, and then from noon to dusk, the final game of more than 300 pieces is chaotic. At first glance, it looks like a Zhenlong, but the changes are extremely complicated, and every step of the chess game is murderous.
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Then take a closer look, damn, the two figures with extraordinary bearings, who look like masters from other worlds, actually keep regretting their moves one by one. The black stone will take one from the chessboard, and the white stone will definitely follow, ten moves.
I regretted my actions three times, but a childish fight is nothing more than this.
This chess skill is a sure-fire chess basket.
These two stinky chess pieces, with their ugly moves, were able to play more than three hundred moves. It was truly unprecedented and unprecedented!
On the second day, dust was flying on the official road outside Yangchun City. People on both sides of the road turned pale when they heard the dull sound of horse hoofbeats. They turned their heads and saw a group of black-armored cavalry, like a streak of black smoke, crawling and charging forward.
Come.
The leader was riding a white robe and sitting on a white horse. He looked like a celestial being, which made the Shangjia people on both sides of the road look dumbfounded. Where did this young master come from? This handsome and obedient man is comparable to those of the Lu family, the Yuan family, and the Xu family.
The young masters in those big families are not much more imposing.
Among the black-armored cavalry were several carriages.
Shu Sha followed the carriage with a tired look on his face.
The rolling curtain of the carriage at the end opened a corner, revealing a slovenly head.
Li Chungang looked at Shu Sha's two heavy landscapes, smiled and said: "Girl Shu, come closer."
In addition to trembling in front of Dazhuguo, Shushaan, who had never been afraid, was really scared to death when he heard the voice of this bad old man. He was afraid that the old man would say something next to him and ask him if he was tired or if he wanted to help.
Knead and knead it yourself.
Last night, the old man asked Tiankui out of the blue when her menstrual period would come, which frightened her so much that she didn't get a good rest all night.
"Senior Li, what are your orders?" Shu shyly leaned forward reluctantly.
"Snapped"
There was a crisp sound.
The little clay figurine who was reading a book slammed the book on the table and stared: "Old man, what do you want to do again?"
The old sword god rubbed his body with one hand, then flicked a fingernail-sized clay ball out of the window with his fingers, and said sarcastically: "I'm hungry. When we get into the city, let's find a restaurant to fill the five internal organs temple first."
The little clay figurine snorted softly, believing this.
The old sword god was secretly annoyed, why did he let the little clay figurine see his shy buttocks at night?
One pat and two ounces of meat are indispensable. This girl Shusha still looks like she has been raped, and she is close to death.
Alas, what a world!
I remember when Li Chungang was young, as long as he hooked up with each other, what girl wouldn't throw herself into his arms?
Among those courtesans who could hardly buy a night of money, who didn't miss him deeply?
If the poems given to him by the woman from the Land of Love and Love could be weighed by one name, they would weigh more than a hundred catties!
Compared with when he was young, Xu Fengnian, the boy who spoke five out of ten sentences that were right about falling off the bed, was still far behind him. In terms of how to deal with young ladies, he and Li Chungang ranked second. Who dares to claim the first place?
But this woman is still young. As she gets older and takes better care of herself, the feel of the photo is different.
It's soft and has no elasticity!
After entering the city, the group of people went straight to the restaurant.
Pedestrians along the way looked sideways and speculated on the identities of these outsiders. However, not long after, they heard exclamations coming from the restaurant, and then they saw someone being thrown down.
The person who fell to the ground faced the ground, with a big hole in his stomach and his intestines and internal organs scattered on the ground. He was so dead that he couldn't die anymore!
After a period of dead silence on the street, there was endless noise.
Mom, someone was killed in the street, and the person killed was a scholar!
Before everyone could digest this shocking thing, they saw the young man in white who had been running in front of a group of black-armored cavalry, angrily dragging half of the dead scholars out of the restaurant, and galloping away with dozens of cavalry.
Li Chungang was sitting in the restaurant with a big bowl in his hands. He glanced at the little clay figurine who was standing aside and said nothing. He smashed it and said, "Girl, do you know why Xu Fengnian is so ruthless? He not only kills people on the spot, but also uses a horse."
Dragging the body? If you help me pour a bowl of wine, I will tell you."
Jiang Ni said angrily: "I don't like to talk."
The old sword god sighed and said: "Oh, you girl is born to defeat me! To tell you the truth, today even if these scholars did not verbally insult Beiliang and Xu Xiao, Xu Fengnian would still find an excuse to pick a fight.
Make trouble."
"Do you think in front of me that this kid came to Jiangnan just for romance? Hehe, this kid is just showing off to the capital. Xu Xiao wants to fight for the hereditary throne for his son, and the man on the throne is not a fool, how can he let go so easily?
"
"There have been many wealthy families in Jiangnan since ancient times. The more fierce Xu Fengnian's troubles in Jiangnan are, the greater the conflicts with these aristocratic families, so the one on the dragon throne can feel relieved. This guy's martial arts qualifications are mediocre, but he has a lot of tricksters. He is as big as Xu Laizi
That’s quite interesting.”
Jiang Ni said "Oh" and said calmly: "What use do you say this to me?"
The old sword god was holding the bowl. In the end, he didn't wait for the little clay figurine to pour the wine. He poured a bowl by himself and said while drinking: "Isn't your master afraid that you won't have any ideas, so I asked me to give you more advice?"
"Your master has a saying that makes people in power cruel. Xu Fengnian is not only black-hearted, but also ruthless! He said he would not kill women, but in the blink of an eye he cut off the head of his female enemy with a knife. From now on you
If you take power, you can't be too soft-hearted."
"Your master said that you, a girl, have been under the control of others since you were a child in the Prince's Palace of Beiliang. You have lived a ignorant life. You don't wear a mask and are arrogant, and you don't understand the ways of the world. You look fierce, but in fact you are less courageous than anyone else. You are bullied.
I don’t know anymore…”
Seeing Jiang Ni's eyes turned red, the old sword god wisely closed his chattering mouth.
After Li Chungang finished two bowls of wine, Jiang Ni broke the silence: "Old man, I want to go out for a walk."
The old swordsman drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, scratched his crotch, and thought that this girl might have been moved by the scene and missed her cheap master.
Xiaoni is a talkative person, and she always remembers whoever treats her well. Didn't she give herself the magic talisman worth twelve cities a few days ago? Even though it was lent to herself.
It's good to go out for a walk, it will save this girl from being bored all the time.
But that Shangui guy went to Huishan to kill Xuanyuan Dapan, so he should have arrived in Jiangnan at this time, right?
Damn it, I haven’t had anyone around me to talk about swords and girls with for a long time, I really want to!
A century-old dynasty, a thousand-year-old family.
Even though Xu Xiao slaughtered countless aristocratic families, there were still many aristocratic families that survived. After the Liyang Dynasty destroyed the eight kingdoms, three major noble clan groups were formed in the world, and Jiangnan Road, which was the richest in the world, was one of them.
The Lu family is one of the four major families in the south of the Yangtze River. The head of the family, Lu Daolin, is the right priest of the Imperial Academy in the capital. He is very famous. In addition, the Lu family has a large number of talents. The late emperor personally praised it, "You can see the Lu family's dazzling pearls and jade." Among the scholars in Jiangnan,
Lin, can be said to be in a leadership position. It was not until the legitimate son of the Lu family of this generation married the daughter of Rentu that the name of the Lu family was eclipsed by other major families.
This woman from Northern Liang, who was scolded by everyone in the Lu family and even the servants behind their backs, was lying on the couch reading the forbidden book of the talented and beautiful lady. When she saw the girl Erqiao running in from outside panting heavily, she
Putting down the forbidden book, he asked with a smile: "Why, after meeting the young man in purple at Baoguo Temple, we two Qiao will never forget it?"
"It's useless to come in in such a hurry. Although I asked people to find out about the young master, it won't be found out in a short while."
Just kidding, after returning from Baoguo Temple that day, Xu Zhihu wrote a letter and had it sent to Beiliang.
Not to mention the relationship between the purple-clothed young man and the little Taoist priest on Wudang Mountain, just because that person helped him was worthy of Beiliang Fuzhao.
Return a sword to me with a sword, and repay a kindness to me with kindness. This is how the people of Beiliang have always done.
The little girl who was in love for the first time hurriedly denied: "No, no, miss, it's the accounting department that deducted our monthly payment again, and the gate of the mansion was suddenly closed today for some reason."
Xu Zhihu threw away the forbidden book, stretched his body, and said with a smile: "Even if the Lu family doesn't give us any money, you and I, the master and the servant, will not starve to death. Have we ever spent a penny from the Lu family?"
The little girl said angrily: "But they are so bullying to the young lady!"
The widow, who has long recognized that her parents-in-law are mean and cold-hearted, doesn't bother to care about it. Isn't she the one who takes the blame for the death of her nominal husband?
How many times have you been poked in the spine with a Jeff hat on your head?
"But it's a bit unusual to close the door in broad daylight. Could it be because my brother is coming?"
As soon as Xu Zhihu finished speaking, he heard a loud "boom", and then a servant screamed: "The middle door is broken!"