"Why? Not used to it?" Mr. Yan noticed Feng Qingchen's absence, and his slightly sunken eyes shone with wisdom.
He was deaf, so how could he not hear what these people were saying, because Yuan Xi said that he wanted to marry Feng Qingchen, and he, who never cared about worldly affairs, sent someone to inquire about Feng Qingchen.
Knowing what Feng Qingchen had experienced, Mr. Yan immediately commented: Perseverance!
Being able to endure what ordinary people cannot bear and endure what ordinary people cannot bear, Feng Qingchen's perseverance is something that even a man cannot do, which is admirable!
"I'm really not used to it. It's the first time I heard someone praise me like this. I'm a little flattered." Feng Qingchen had no intention of covering up for herself, nor did she cover up her past affairs.
She does not think that her past is a shame that cannot be mentioned. Without those pasts, she would not be who she is today.
Mr. Yan chuckled: "You will get used to it in the future." With Yuanxi's protective temperament and his reputation, no one dared to touch the people he wanted to protect.
Yuan Xi is not the eldest son. Yuan Xi became famous more than 20 years earlier than the eldest son, and has a deep foundation. In addition, Yuan Xi does not have the Wang family behind him.
Thinking of Wang Jinling in Zhilan Yushu, Mr. Yan felt that it was a pity. But without the Wang family's drag, in ten years the reputation of the eldest son would not be comparable to that of old men like them. But then he thought that without the training of the Wang family,
There will be no eldest son who is famous all over the world.
Blessings come, misfortunes come. Just like Feng Qingchen's situation at this time, Mr. Yuan Xi built momentum for her. Although it caused her trouble, people did not dare to underestimate her.
Seeing Mr. Yan's love for Feng Qingchen and Yan Yue, many people became jealous. If it weren't for Mr. Yan and Mr. Yuan Xi's reputation, there would definitely be some people who were short-sighted and wanted to embarrass Feng Qingchen.
Of course, Mr. Yan noticed those jealous eyes. He didn't care. He believed that Feng Qingchen could solve the problem by himself and could catch Yuan Xi's eyes. Feng Qingchen must be a talented person. These people might be jealous of Feng Qingchen at first.
Chen, looked down upon Feng Qingchen, but after seeing Feng Qingchen's talent and learning, he knew the gap between himself and Feng Qingchen. These people admired and admired him. After all, Feng Qingchen was not on the same level as them.
"Su Wanxiu, Qingchen Xiu, please." The young man standing by the side immediately stepped forward to salute after seeing Mr. Yan and his party. After getting Mr. Yan's consent, he led Feng Qingchen and Su Wan away.
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Feng Qingchen nodded towards Mr. Yan and others and walked away gracefully. Although Su Wan was ignored by others, she did not dare to be presumptuous in front of these great scholars in the literary world. A single word from these people was enough to ruin Su Wan's reputation.
No matter how dissatisfied Su Wan was, the smile on her face never changed.
To play chess, you only need a small chess room, but the Royal Academy placed the chess game in the middle of the open field, and Mr. Yan and others sat around, watching the chess and drinking tea, which was very leisurely.
After Feng Qingchen and Su Wan took their seats, a child came and asked who was holding the black piece and who was holding the white piece.
Before Feng Qingchen opened his mouth, Su Wan explained with a smile, as if she was considerate of Feng Qingchen and afraid that Feng Qingchen wouldn't understand. Feng Qingchen didn't explain, picked up the tea at hand and said:
"Good tea." After Su Wan finished speaking, Feng Qingchen said: "Su Wanxiu, you can just hold the black chess piece as a guest."
She directly regarded Su Wan as the little maid serving as the commentator. Su Wan wanted to give Feng Qingchen a chance, but ended up getting herself involved. However, she couldn't get angry and took the black chess piece from the kid's hand.
"Wanwan was disrespectful and took the first step." Su Wan made a "pop" sound.
With delicate hands, it is also a pleasure to watch beautiful women playing chess.
The black chess pieces landed on the white jade chessboard, and they were particularly eye-catching. People who were a little closer raised their necks to see clearly, as if this one piece could determine the outcome.
"This child is a good one. The Su family deserves to be a big family. Although Su Wanxiu is a daughter, she is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting."
Although the competition outside was free, it was less solemn and more noisy. Feng Qingchen acted leisurely, picking up a chess piece and placing it casually.
"Huh..." What does this mean?
"Is it true that Fengxiu can't play chess as the rumors say?"
"This piece is worse than a beginner's. Fengxiu doesn't know how to play chess, right?"
Feng Qingchen smiled and said nothing, but there was a joke in his eyes. The so-called literati scholars were no different from the aunts in the market when they were noisy, but they were more refined when they spoke.
Look at a great scholar like Mr. Yan. Seeing her making random moves without even moving her eyebrows, this is truly the demeanor of a scholar. Sensing Feng Qingchen's gaze, Mr. Yan slightly raised his head and his eyes met Feng Qingchen's.
There is no doubt, confusion or contempt, Mr. Yan is as calm and wise as before.
Feng Qingchen secretly praised her magnanimity and stopped talking. Su Wan raised the sunspot, looked at her with a kind look and said kindly, "Feng Xiu, do you want to regret one move? I can make you regret one move."
Look, how generous these people are.
"Young man who has no regrets, Su Xiu doesn't even understand this. Besides, I made a good move, why should I regret it?" Oh, these people really think she doesn't know how to play chess and is messing around here.
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Huh... Su Wan deserves to be unlucky. The only thing she is good at is chess, calligraphy, painting and calligraphy. She learned this game from an instructor in the army. He is a master of chess and said that as a soldier, he must be able to play chess.
Because those who are good at chess are good at planning.
There is a huge universe in chess. You can tell a person's thoughts and character by playing chess. Feng Qingchen thinks it makes sense. In addition, it is convenient to play a game in the military camp. If Feng Qingchen has anything to do, he can go to the instructor.
Run and play chess with him.
When Feng Qingchen was just learning, she played a bad chess game, and the opponent didn't mind it either, and would kill her every time. Feng Qingchen had a stubborn temper, and it was not that she couldn't afford to lose, but she had to work hard to win back when she lost.
After spending some time studying the chess game, Feng Qingchen was barely able to tie with the opponent. Once he was lucky enough to win the opponent's five pieces. From then on, Feng Qingchen never went to the instructor to play chess again.
The instructor couldn't wait for Feng Qingchen for a long time, and Ao took the initiative to come to her to play chess, but Feng Qingchen refused to play. The reason was very simple. She knew her own level. It was a fluke that she could win once, and it was because the opponent underestimated the enemy.
If she wins the opponent once, she will be successful.
Feng Qingchen was perfect, but it would not be perfect if she changed to the instructor. However, Feng Qingchen was slippery and tight, and the instructor couldn't find any loopholes. He had no choice but to live the rest of his life with this regret.
From then on, Feng Qingchen rarely played chess. As the instructor said, those who are good at chess are good at strategy. She didn't know whether she was really good at strategy, but she knew what hidden clumsiness was.
As a military doctor, her status is special. If the military generals find out that she is "good at planning", they may think that she has ulterior motives, and no one will know about her unjust death.
If Su Wan hadn't proposed the competition of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Feng Qingchen would have almost forgotten that he knew how to play chess.
Su Wan was very cautious when making her moves. She had to think twice about every move she made, but Feng Qingchen just wanted to do the opposite. She made moves very quickly, without thinking at all. She just glanced at the chessboard and the white stone in her hand fell down, but...
A message to readers: I have always liked military camps, and I have always wanted to write about an iron-blooded soldier. Ouch... I really have a thing for uniforms.