Chapter nine hundred and seventy seventh life is not long
Wu Wu smiled slightly and said, "The princess has been playing chess for so many years, but she really hasn't made much progress, so why not let the poor monk let you do it?"
Qin Yingyuan is still not used to this conniving attitude.
The third prince, who was high-spirited back then, had such a volatile temperament, but after becoming a monk, he became so tolerant.
Can preaching sutras and chanting Dharma every day really resolve the anger in the heart?
The two placed the chessboard, and Qin Yingyuan held the white piece in her hand. Without much hesitation, she made a move.
When he saw the place where Qin Yingyuan fell, Zhuowu couldn't help but laugh and shook his head. Sure enough, he still fell here.
The reason why she hasn't made any progress in so many years is not that Qin Yingyuan is stupid, but that she doesn't care at all.
The first piece that Qin Yingyuan must play every time she plays chess is here. He has reminded the opponent before that if he plays here at the beginning, the road ahead will be very difficult. Unfortunately, the opponent still goes his own way.
"Third uncle, do you know why I am still here?" Qin Yingyuan's voice rang out in the spacious Zen room. The incense burner was filled with smoke. Suiwu felt that his eyes were blurry and he couldn't see clearly.
"Perhaps it has something to do with the princess's temperament. She hit the wall and never looked back. It's really rare to have such a stubborn temperament."
Having said this, I have to admire the princess's resilience.
Every time we play chess, the beginning is the same. But the princess decided to play here. Do you still want to make a comeback with this move?
The possibility is slim
"I don't think it's a big deal if I lose. On the contrary, if I insist on using this trick and beat you in the end, that's a real win. It means that I am making progress, but you are regressing."
Qin Yingyuan smiled slyly and said something specious to Zhuowu, which made Zhuowu tremble all over.
He stopped the sunspot in his hand and looked at Qin Yingyuan thoughtfully for a while, then shook his head.
"What you said sounds very reasonable at first glance. However, the poor monk feels that this is simply the princess making excuses for her persistence. In fact, playing chess is a duel. As long as you can win, why must you win?
Are you going to use such a sure-losing move?"
Wu Wu sighed, and then he sighed again.
"Uncle Third, you just said that you are a monk. How can a monk be so bellicose? Even I ignore winning or losing, but Uncle Third is still obsessed with winning or losing. Life is short, and you should do whatever you want."
Qin Yingyuan covered her mouth and smiled, but when she looked at Wu Wu, her eyes burst out with sharp light, as if they were going straight into the depths of Wu Wu's heart.
Realizing that his throat was dry, the black stones in his hand fell on the chessboard, disrupting a good game of chess.
The sunspot that was already hovering on the chessboard like a dragon was now disturbed by this sudden sunspot that had finally gathered its strength.
The two looked at each other intently for a while, then realized and smiled.
"It's true that the poor monk is in trouble. It seems that the poor monk's practice is not enough. Today, the princess's words helped clear up a passage of scripture commentary that had troubled the poor monk for a long time."
Wu Wu stood up and saluted Princess Rongjia, with a lot of emotion on his face.
Qin Yingyuan also stood up and returned the salute, and then said, "If you have something in your heart, just do it. Who can say that you have lost until the last step?"
Qin Yingyuan smiled and pointed at the chessboard, "Third uncle, look where your piece landed."
Wu Wu followed Qin Yingyuan's hand and looked over, only to see that the game that had been laid out on the chessboard was now destroyed by the piece he had just made.
"Although you made a mistake just now, there are some things that you can't start over. We have to finish this game of chess. I still say this now. We can't decide the outcome until the end. Third uncle agrees this time."
Wu Wu gave Qin Yingyuan a deep look, and then Shi Shiran sat down, "It turns out that the princess has her own understanding of everything. It's ridiculous that the poor monk just tried to teach the princess. The princess has a groove in her chest, and she is not inferior to the men."
Grandma Chang was waiting outside the hospital. The ice and snow made her very cold.
She looked at the overlapping eaves, and couldn't help but feel annoyed. She didn't know when the princess would come out, so she hoped there wouldn't be any surprises.
I have never seen how good the relationship between the princess and the third prince is before. How come the relationship between the two has become closer in the past two years?
The princess would come to Baoen Temple almost every other month, either to lecture and recite scriptures with the third prince, or to play chess between the two of them. Sometimes the princess would come twice a month, and she seemed to have endless things to say with the third prince.
Little Zhizhi stood guard outside the door of the Zen room. Seeing Grandma Chang stamping her feet in the cold, she couldn't help but feel funny.
The door of the meditation room is open to avoid suspicion.
He looked in from the door and could see his uncle playing chess with the princess. The two were talking and making moves, and it was very pleasant to watch.
"Brother Hong is getting better and better now. I tested his homework a while ago and was almost stumped by him." Qin Yingyuan suddenly mentioned this matter.
Brother Hong is the third legitimate son of Wu, and he is just seven years old this year. This son has been smart and smart since he was a child, and is deeply loved by Wu.
When I was still a prince, I was very strict with Brother Hong in his upbringing. I put a lot of effort into Brother Hong.
Who would have thought that such a change would happen to him? Brother Hong was only five years old back then. Now that two years have passed, it is already the middle of winter, and another new year will soon begin.
Qin Yingyuan's words evoked Wu's longing for his family, his serious and rigid concubine, but caring for him in every possible way, his carefree concubine, and his five sensible and intelligent children.
Seeing Wu stunned, Qin Yingyuan's lips curled up slightly.
"It's a pity that Brother Hong can only stay in the house and can't go out even half a step. When he raises his head every day, he can only see the sky in all directions, which suppresses his childish nature. Brother Hong is too old, and he has to let go of his age.
People feel sad.”
Two years ago, the third prince's family was imprisoned in the clan's mansion. Later, the third prince became a monk. Within half a year, the third prince's family was moved out by the clan's mansion and imprisoned in the third prince's mansion.
Moreover, the emperor personally issued an order that the third prince's immediate family members, wives and concubines are not allowed to leave the house.
Realization could not help but cause fluctuations in his heart, and his hand holding the chess piece began to tremble slightly.
As if he was remembering the past, and as if he was beginning to miss his family, he slowly put the chess piece back into the flag box.
Looking at the black flags scattered on the chessboard, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. His heart was confused, and the whole chess game was messed up by him.
Heizi had lost a long time ago, but he didn't realize it yet, and the princess didn't remind him.
"Princess Princess really won. I didn't expect that this time I would finally get the result you wanted. You are right. You cannot decide the outcome until the end. But Princess Princess must also understand that it is a fluke that you can win this time."
Most of the ingredients.”
Enlightenment began to clean up the mess and put the black and white pieces separately into the flag box.
"So what? Just like what Third Uncle you just said, as long as you win, it doesn't matter how he wins. Sometimes luck is also a kind of strength."
Qin Yingyuan stood up, walked slowly to Zhuowu's side, suddenly bent down and whispered in Zhuowu's ear, "Third uncle, do you know it is said that the prince's uncle has died soon?"
After realizing the action of keeping the flag, he looked at Qin Yingyuan in shock.