Zhang Changling, the chess master who was shocked by the seven-way endgame, was speechless, sweating profusely, and sat blankly in the small pavilion without saying a word.
After the seven-way endgame, Zhang Changling was already dumbfounded. He had never seen such an exquisite chess game in his life...
After seven rounds, Feng Jueyu no longer made any moves, but just finished the tea in the cup, stood up slowly, and then took out the undelivered "Wangyou Qingle Ji" from his arms with a snap.
Throw it on the chessboard...
"This book is handwritten by the boy as a birthday gift for Mr. Zhang. Originally, I thought that swords are given to heroes and wonderful games are given to chess masters. This book is suitable for Mr. Zhang. Unfortunately, I was wrong. Mr. Zhang is still away.
The word "chess sage" is far away. It should be noted that the saint in chess should have a big face and a mind as big as a valley, which shows that a Confucian sage is a Taoist. Mr. Zhang thinks he has a bright eye like a torch and knows everything about the world, but he does not know how to save a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
I can't stand the truth and vulgarity in my belly. How can I be a great chess master and a great Confucian..."
After saying that, Feng Jueyu approached the dull Shangguan Ruomeng, took her little hand, and said decisively: "Ruomeng, come with me, we will solve the Tiannan Chamber of Commerce matters ourselves, don't let some people
The self-righteous guy looked down on us..."
With a cold snort, Feng Jueyu walked away with the stunned Shangguan Ruomeng...
In the pavilion, Zhang Changling was hit hard for the first time since he became famous. Looking at the stone chessboard and even the black and white pieces left on the ground, his eyes dully moved to the "Collection of Forgetting Worry and Pure Joy". It was Feng Jueyu.
The two left without even waking up to stop them...
After a long while, Zhang Changling's trembling old hands picked up "The Collection of Forgettable Music" from the chessboard, silently, and slowly opened it...
Rough ink marks, detailed annotations, exquisite music lines, and matching chess games... It can be seen that every stroke of writing has been written with great care. The chess scriptures and chess records inside are all exquisite and exquisite.
It is rare that many chess games need to be explained in detail together. For a saint who is obsessed with chess, it is undoubtedly the greatest treasure in the world...
In Zhang Changling's eyes, this chess book is not as good as the sum of all the gifts he received for his birthday today...
It is unimaginable that such a majestic and comprehensive chess record was actually written down in one stroke. How could one person do it with such effort and energy?
Indeed, it was impossible for one person to do it, but at the same time, every stroke and every stroke in it could not help but make him believe that this was a gift that Feng Jueyu had put so much thought into and prepared for himself alone.
Because every chess game here is something he has never seen before...
If not Feng Jueyu, who else could it be?
Just for the president of the Tiannan Chamber of Commerce, would the Shangguan family give out such a heavy gift?
He is the aloof lord of the empire...
No, even those super aristocratic families who stay away from the world, transcend the imperial power, ignore the laws of the great country, and control the lifeblood of the continent cannot do this...
He treats me with sincerity and invites me to be his friend, but I judge people with suspicion and suspicion. I am really ignorant and ruined this child's thoughts...
"Master Feng...little friend..."
Zhang Changling stood up and suddenly looked up. What he saw was not the face that he admired so much. At this moment, the back garden was filled with falling flowers, leaves dancing in the wind, and no trace of his friends.
"well……"
At this moment, Zhang Changling sighed heavily. He knew that he had misunderstood Feng Jueyu...
…
"You're so rude. You didn't even leave a carriage behind when you left. Can you find a carriage nearby?..."
On a street adjacent to Wencheng Street, Feng Jueyu stood on the street where the birthday celebration vehicles were originally parked and looked around, only to find that Shangguanfu's carriage had completely disappeared...
In the evening, the gorgeous clouds shine in the west, reflecting the fiery red clouds hanging on the edge of the western sky, casting a layer of purple-gold brilliance over the magnificent Tiannan Imperial Capital.
Shangguan Ruomeng stood behind Feng Jueyu, biting his red lips, his eyes as tender as water as he watched, and he was very drunk.
At the end of the day, Shangguan Ruomeng felt as if he was in a dream, so unreal.
The playboy and coward in front of him suddenly turned around and was completely transformed. His transformation was so fast that it was hard to detect. When he discovered it, he had already become the focus of everyone's attention on his birthday.
Starting from Yu Fue Xi Ruiyun,
to charcoal sketch,
Afterwards, the end game shocked the chess masters,
Every move he makes is irresistible. His excellence is displayed in front of everyone without anyone noticing, making people unprepared...
What kind of person is he? Why has there been such a big change since the injury? It’s really puzzling...
"Brother Feng." Walking gently behind Feng Jueyu, Shangguan Ruomeng called Feng Jueyu in the gentlest voice since birth. He had prepared many questions in his heart, but he didn't ask any of them:
"Let's go for a walk."
"What else can we do if we don't leave? In this day and age, we don't have mobile phones, and we can't call a car."
Feng Jueyu complained, and suddenly realized that Shangguan Ruomeng's expression was not right. He passed by him, and the aroma was intoxicating and pleasant.
Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment. Under the reflection of the setting sun, the figure on her back highlighted her slimness and weakness. She no longer had the boldness of a woman and the wisdom of the business world. At this time, Shangguan Ruomeng was no different from an ordinary young lady, weak and helpless.
Help, as if suffering all the grievances.
As he hurriedly followed, Feng Jueyu heard the sound of sobbing, and Shangguan Ruomeng's shoulders were shaking in depression.
"Ruomeng, what's wrong?" Feng Jueyu subconsciously ignored the suffix of the title and followed.
Shangguan Ruomeng quickly wiped away his tears and forced a smile, but did not dare to look at Feng Jueyu: "It's nothing, Ruomeng just feels that he is useless."
Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment. In his memory, Shangguan Ruomeng had never been as unconfident as he was today. What happened?
"How could you be useless? The dignified daughter of the Shangguan family, the young shopkeeper of Huairen Hall, is in charge of the Shangguan family's property and manages it in an orderly manner. If sister Ruomeng is useless, there will be no useful person in this world.
." Feng Jueyu smiled and told cold jokes, trying to make Shangguan Ruomeng feel better.
Who would have thought that the more she persuaded Shangguan Ruomeng, the more sad she became. She looked at the setting sun slowly going west and sighed: "Yes, I control Ruoda's family business. Everyone says I am capable, but who knows?"
I know how heavy the burden is. In order to keep the Shangguan family afloat, I have to be careful every step I take without making any mistakes. Can you understand my pain..."
Feng Jueyu was silent. Yes, Shangguan Ruomeng must have suffered a lot if a girl less than twenty years old was allowed to support such a large family business.
"I also hope that one day, someone can replace me, Ruowen, Ruowu, Ruofan, I don't care, even..." Shangguan Ruomeng didn't say anything else, but Feng Jueyu could tell that her
There was an inexplicable sense of sustenance in his tone, as if he was placing some kind of hope on himself, and there were some uncertain and contradictory meanings. And soon, Shangguan Ruomeng's eyes flashed with a hint of loss.
Feng Jueyu saw such inconsistent performance very clearly and understood better: he had been showing more talent than before throughout the whole day, and it was easy for him to have some misunderstanding about Shangguan Ruomeng, and at this time it was Shangguan Ruomeng.
When you are most helpless, your spiritual sustenance and expectations will be magnified exponentially.
It's just that Shangguan Ruomeng has never been a sloppy person. She will regain her senses after a short period of expectation. Feng Jueyu will be the same as Guan Ruomeng. No matter how good she is, this change still comes too fast.
, does being able to draw a picture and play a good chess move mean that one has the ability to control the situation of the Shangguan family?
Of course it’s impossible!
And even if Feng Jueyu did have some ideas and could even take action, Shangguan Ruomeng didn't know.
In other words, even if he told her to let her know, Shangguan Ruomeng would never risk the entire Shangguan family's future with Feng Jueyu in a bet with little hope.
Unless the current Jishifang has the ability or prospects to monopolize the pharmaceutical industry, that plan can be further implemented.
Of course, Feng Jueyu had never felt any resistance to helping the Shangguan family. In his heart, maybe when he had just traveled through time, he was not emotionally compatible with the Shangguan family and was a little reluctant, but since that day
In order to save Shangguan Ruofan, he was moved when Shangguan Lingyun mobilized almost the entire Shangguan family's power in Tiannan for him.
Although he didn't say it, he knew that Shangguan Lingyun was really attentive to "Feng Jueyu" and was really nice...
The nature of the Feng Da Killer is to repay kindness and revenge. Regardless of the fact that he took over "Feng Jueyu"'s body and was reborn in another world to do something for him. Shangguan Lingyun alarmed everyone in Nancheng just because of him that day.
Feng Jueyu knew that there was no way he could ignore Shangguan's family affairs.
No matter, I'm sorry for my conscience.
"There's no need to frown, there is a solution to even the biggest problems, right? Let's go home first." Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu made a decision, and a confident smile bloomed on his face again.
Shangguan Ruomeng naturally didn't know what Feng Jueyu was thinking, let alone that he had made a major decision at this time. He looked at Feng Jueyu carefully and seriously. Shangguan Ruomeng still sighed in disappointment.
Are my expectations for him too high? Maybe it is. It’s not easy for him to change. How could I have the idea of asking him to help me? It’s too difficult for him.
"You are right, there must be a solution." Shangguan Ruomeng smiled. Although it was still charming, there was no relaxed expression of relief.