He raised his hand and the place fell into silence.
"Everyone present here is an outstanding talent from the four countries. What the Third Prince means is that the rules of the competition are the same every year. It is difficult to make breakthroughs if you are stuck in your own way. So this year, I specially invited a distinguished guest who changed the specifications of the competition. She
That's the one in the audience -" He raised his hand and pointed at Fang Qing's position. "Luan Yuqing, Miss Luan of the Luoyue Dynasty."
There was another uproar among the crowd. Especially the people from the Luoyue Dynasty, everyone was even more surprised.
Under Qi Yan's gaze, Fang Qing became the focus of everyone's attention. A dangerous and sharp cold light shone in her indifferent eyes.
"Red sleeves and green clothes, please invite Miss Luan to come to the stage." Qi Yan gave the order. Although red sleeves and green clothes were shocked, they still used Qinggong to force Fang Qing onto the stage.
"Qi Yan, no - should I call you Su Ye?" Fang Qing's voice was low. She looked at him coldly. He had really offended her. "What do you want?"
A strange light flashed across Qi Yan's ice-blue eyes, and then his charming eyes flickered. "It seems that the familiar shadow I saw in Silver Moon Lake that night was indeed Miss Luan." He leaned close to her ear and said,
The posture is deliberately ambiguous. "But the key issue now is not to discuss my identity, but whether Miss Luan wants to stand up in public, or does she want to sell a favor to me and cooperate with me well to make this event a better one?"
It has to be more interesting?"
On the seat, two needle-like cold lights shot straight towards Fang Qing on the stage.
"Are you threatening me?" Fang Qing narrowed her eyes.
"It's not a threat, okay? You have the right to choose, Miss Luan." He smiled so evilly.
Fang Qing wanted to stab his hateful smiling face with a dagger, but she had to weigh the pros and cons.
"Miss Luan, how are you thinking?" He seemed to see through her, his ice-blue eyes and the stream of charming smile constantly spinning out.
"Okay, I promise you." Fang Qing suppressed the cold light in her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth. "Are you just kidding? I don't care."
Qi Yan immediately stood up and smiled at everyone present. "Everyone, Miss Luan has just set up a new way to play chess. Everyone who has drawn lots, please wait at the chessboard while Miss Luan introduces the new rules.
Write it down. Red sleeves and green clothes, waiting for you with pen and ink."
Everyone's expressions changed from just speculating on the relationship between Fang Qing and Qi Yan to now suddenly realizing it, and the ambiguous luster in their eyes disappeared in an instant.
Fang Qing just noticed the two cold lights coming from the seat, and they disappeared in an instant.
She was pushed to the host table by Chunxiang. Green clothes put the polished ink on one side, and Hongxiu pouted and handed over a brush. Fang Qing looked at it coldly, and then glanced at Qi Yan, who was flowing in the wind beside her.
She raised her eyebrows and said calmly, "Mr. Qi, my hands are not very convenient. Can I trouble you, if I say something and you write something?" Modern people use brushes to write, let alone traditional Chinese characters. She, Fang Qing, did not like to ask for it on her own.
trouble.
Hongxiu was impatient. She impulsively wanted to teach Fang Qing a lesson, but was suppressed by an inexplicable undercurrent from Qi Yan. "Hongxiu." There was no emotion in his voice.
Hongxiu didn't dare to be rude to Fang Qing anymore, so she stood aside silently.
"Miss Luan, tell me." Qi Yanlang smiled and sat down on the chair, holding up his pen and waiting.
Fang Qing raised the corners of his lips, with an indifferent expression. "I'm only going to say it once, so you must listen carefully. The chess piece I decided is called Royal Battle Flag. It is played by people and requires eighteen warriors. The names of the chess pieces are from lowest to highest.
Yes, eight assassins, four praetorians, two archers, two knights, one general, and one monarch." She spoke without stopping.
"The rules of the game are that higher-level warriors can eat lower-level warriors. However, in addition to the monarch and the assassin, the assassin can eat the monarch. Both sides play chess and take turns to attack. The main competition is literary talent. The one with the correct answer can move the chess to attack.
The opponent who answers incorrectly will have to wait for the opponent to attack. He can only defend but not attack. The game time is limited to one stick of incense. When the time is up, the side with the most chess pieces wins. If both sides have the same number of chess pieces left, the winner will be the winner.
The calculation is based on the number of successes in knocking down the opponent when attacking. I'm done, have you finished writing?" She spoke very fast, twice as fast as usual.
However, Qi Yan still finished writing. He put the rules of the game in front of Fang Qing's eyes. In his ice blue eyes, the interesting luster shone. "I saw it right. Miss Luan is a master of chess. So
I think only Miss Luan can come up with the interesting way to play."
Hongxiu and Luyi went from doubts at first to surprise now, and then they both nodded in admiration.
Fang Qing's eyes swept across it lightly, and her heart was slightly shaken.
She only said it once, and her speaking speed was doubled on purpose, but he was able to record it verbatim. This power of ear cannot be underestimated.