At first, she didn't know what kind of chess piece she represented, until most of the chess game reappeared in her sea of consciousness.
"..."
The corner of the emperor's mouth twitched slightly and his smile was forced. He took a deep breath and said, "Liang Yue..."
"Your chess skills are... pretty good."
Qi Wu knew that the emperor was calling him, so he took a step forward with a look of doubt on his face. He had a fair understanding of his chess skills, neither good nor bad.
"Why did the emperor say this?"
He really wanted to know what the emperor of the Yun Dynasty in the secret realm thought of his chess game.
"Don't think too deeply, it's all wrong."
"..."
Jiang Su thought, after all, this Qi Wu was a young master from a sect family, and he was still frail. He might like some entertainment that uses his brain. She really didn't expect that this person was so bad at chess.
This is comparable to the chess skills I had when I just traveled through time and was able to play.
The emperor shook his head. He did not have the bad temper as legendary.
She touched the chess piece on one side, took out a black chess piece of her own, and neatly brought the situation back to more than half of the point at the next point.
Qi Wu blinked in embarrassment, and then held his breath as he watched the emperor successfully take out the chess pieces that he had been unable to take out from the black chess holder.
This... this monk refused to allow himself to do it, but actually let the emperor continue to do it???
He looks down on me, right?! How can a casual cultivator have the ability???
"Dang——"
The white chess moves and the sound is clear and crisp.
Qi Wu saw this scene and thought to himself: "It is indeed the art of controlling objects. Previously, this monk played chess with me, and the moves were silent. Now, for the sake of the emperor who is suffering from eye disease, he deliberately made the sound of the chess pieces falling."
Jiang Su didn't take it seriously. She turned her head slightly and raised her brows. She listened to the sound and identified the position. In the next second, another chess piece appeared in her sea of consciousness and landed on one point.
She secretly analyzed in her mind the profound meaning of this child.
"There's something, it's getting more difficult."
Jiang Su was fearless. After careful consideration, he took the sunspot again.
Black and white intertwined, you came and I went, the two of them killed each other for a long time.
Finally, at a certain moment, Jiang Su's black piece was forced into a desperate situation by the white piece. She took a deep breath, put her hand on the chess piece, and tried to figure out the black piece in her palm. The cold touch gradually connected with her temperature.
"It's a bit difficult..."
"Though you think a lot before you act, all your previous efforts are wasted... Haha, that's really interesting."
She could not deny the monk's chess skills, but she would not admit defeat.
The corners of the emperor's mouth raised slightly, a smile appeared on his brows, his palms spread out, and the black stones in his palms fell vertically into the chess set.
He fluttered his hands, raised his hands high, stretched, and stretched his muscles.
The next moment, his slender hands suddenly grasped the edge of the chessboard.
"Wow--"
The board full of chess pieces rolled to the ground.
She actually overturned the chessboard!
Qi Wu's eyes widened and he was dumbfounded. He had been paying attention to the rapid changes on the chessboard. He could see that the emperor's chess skills were higher than his own, but he was a little weaker than the monks in this residence.
Losing is natural...
How could he just lift the chessboard???
Jiang Su held the chessboard in his hand and threw it down the steps to the side with a carefree hand. The square chessboard rolled down the steps and the sound was far louder than the sound of the chess pieces falling apart.
In the distance, green leaves are falling and birds are flying in all directions.
The courtyard was silent.
"Haha, the way of black and white...the number of Zhou Tian is hidden in it...what a pity."
"It's a pity... your chess skills are superb, you will beat me soon."
The emperor stretched out his hand to one side, and with the help of "Li Xueqing's" arm, he stood up casually and stood under the eaves.
"Come out, stop pretending, your Excellency is very lucky, and you can be assigned the status of a monk among thousands of ways. I really envy us."
When the emperor said the words "Qianbaidao", the old eunuch in the distance suddenly had tinnitus. He rubbed his ears in shock and couldn't help but guess in his heart: "Is the emperor going to communicate with the immortal..."
Qi Wu and Fang Zhe could hear Jiang Su's words.
"Since you are a true monk, why do you have to tiptoe and hide your head and tail? Compared with that flying sparrow, your courage is probably the same as yours."
Qi Wu was really shocked now. All the emperor's previous behaviors were interpreted by him as "the emperor's heart is unpredictable", but this time the emperor's words shocked him speechlessly.
This emperor is a monk??? He knows that I am also a monk??? He even knows that Fang Zhe is a monk and this monk is also a monk???
He turned around and stared at the woman with a blank expression beside him, as if he was asking whether it was true or not.
Wait...this can't be Jiang Su.
"..."
"If you don't meet me in person again, then don't blame me for what I said."
"Although I have the power of speech and spirit and cannot pose any substantial threat to real monks, but..."
The emperor raised his hand and measured it in front of his neck.
"Suppose I find thousands of people, blame them for their bad fate on the grounds that immortals do not want to be born, force the connection of cause and effect, and let them all kill themselves in your immortal garden, you say..."
"Will these causes and effects fall on you?"
"Hahahahahahahahaha." The emperor held Li Xueqing's arm beside him, bent down with a smile, and covered his stomach with his hands. It could be said that he was trembling with beauty.
"Hey, eh, eh, has your Taoist mind been affected by the thousands of Taos?"
"What kind of monk are you? Are you outside the secret realm, or are you the "shrinking" monk inside the secret realm a hundred years ago?"
"You are so timid, so interesting."
After saying this, Jiang Su stood up straight again, the smile on his face gradually melted away, and indifference descended.
A gust of wind suddenly blew past her.
"Fellow Taoist is very thoughtful, how did you discover my true identity?"
A warm and gentle voice reached several people's ears.
Almost at the same moment, Jiang Su created a gentle monk in his consciousness.
This monk is dressed in moon-white robes and has a jade crown on his head. He has an elegant and elegant posture, and is quite spiritual. He exudes a strong aura of books. Even if others hold their breath, they can see him at the moment he appears.
Write the word "scribe" in the sea of consciousness.
Jiang Su didn't intend to hide it, and chuckled, "Confucian cultivators, even when playing chess, they are very particular about the rules. Every move is almost the same as the guided chess game on the chess record. This is their wisdom, and it is also their way of mocking others.
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"Although I'm not good at chess, you guide and teach me every step of the way, just like a master and a disciple. I'm afraid... I'm too dismissive of you."
This is a Confucianism cultivator, and the old-fashioned sour smell of smelly books on his body can almost be pickled by Jiang Su.
Confucian cultivators follow the rules of a monarch and a minister, observe etiquette, and use worldly rules and regulations to strictly control all their actions.
She was about to lose just now, but this person used two moves to successfully bring his black piece back to life.
This is because Confucianism cultivators will not let the emperor lose!
"I see..." The monk nodded slightly and listened carefully to Jiang Su's answer.
"I am a Confucian scholar named Xia Qingming. Fortunately, my Taoist friend knows me."