In the lounge, Su Ziji was reading with his head down, and for a moment he squinted at the rain and fog outside the courtyard. A servant from the chess hall came in and saw that he had left the tea to cool down, so he planned to give him a cup of hot tea.
"No need, let me ask you, how was the chess match?" Su Ziji raised his head and asked.
The servant replied respectfully: "My lord, you are still playing chess over there. Your wife has already won two games."
Knowing that they were still playing chess, Su Ziji waved the man out and continued reading.
After a while, another burst of footsteps came. Su Ziji frowned and looked up again. Feeling unhappy, he saw an acquaintance coming in.
"Master Fang Xiaohou?"
The person who came was none other than Fang Zhen.
"I don't dare call you this, just call me Fang Zhen." Fang Zhen said quickly.
It was really not a coincidence that I appeared here. I was drinking with Su Ziji not long ago. During the meeting, Su Ziji asked him to help hire a master, saying that he would teach people in his family how to practice martial arts. He would be regarded as a private instructor. This kind of thing is of course
It was nothing, Fang Zhen agreed immediately.
"I didn't expect to meet you here in the chess hall this time. No, maybe you knew I was in the chess hall and came to see me specially at this time." Su Ziji thought to himself.
Intelligence, aptitude, and charm are all 20. Su Ziji has not changed significantly for a while, but now that he has reached the top in art, he has changed to martial arts.
Naturally, he couldn't recruit warriors at will, so he asked Fang Zhen for help on the pretext of teaching martial arts to the people in his house.
However, Su Ziji also understood Fang Zhen's concerns. It was different now. When Fang Zhen saluted, he immediately stood up and asked him to sit down and talk.
Fang Zhen thanked him with a smile. He sat down and looked at Su Ziji. He was wearing a moon-white robe and a wooden crown. His eyes looked like paint. His heroic demeanor was elegant and elegant, which made him forget the vulgarity at first sight. He secretly sighed in his heart: "
With such a handsome appearance, no wonder he is the son of the crown prince who was the most powerful in the capital at that time."
"In the past, I was the young Marquis. On the surface, he was still a prince. He even needed my help to protect his wife. Unexpectedly, in less than a year, I had been promoted from a Marquis to a Duke. I had to do the opposite.
I went to the court to attend the ceremony, and I got such a promotion in the blink of an eye. It seems that the holy family is not small, and I am afraid that the title of king is just around the corner."
At the same time, he smiled and said: "Don't you go to watch chess on behalf of the Duke? I just came here, but it is very lively."
Su Ziji suddenly smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Please spare me. Although I have learned to play chess and play it on a regular basis, most of the time I risk my life to accompany my wife. I almost vomit when I play. I just forget about watching chess."
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Fang Zhen laughed loudly and thought to himself: "Indeed, when the emperor's grandson was just promoted to Duke, I congratulated him with the guests. Later, I went there openly several times. At least three times out of the five times, I was playing chess with his wife.
, Mrs. Dai Guogong is extremely enthusiastic about chess, and she drags Dai Guogong to play chess every day. It is no wonder that when chess is mentioned, Dai Guogong has a sad face. "
Unless it's something you really like to do, you won't get bored of it. If you do it every day, you'll get tired of it.
Just like delicacies from mountains and seas, no matter how delicious they are, if you eat them every now and then, every day, every year, you will still feel like you have lost your appetite when you look at them again.
"That's fine. At this moment, why don't you ask Duke Dai to take a look at the three masters I brought?" Fang Zhen said with a smile.
"So, the young Marquis has found a suitable candidate for me?" Su Ziji, who was looking for a private instructor on the pretext of asking, suddenly asked in surprise.
Fang Zhen's expression became serious: "We have indeed found someone, but they are the three masters of martial arts in our capital city. One is good at using knives, one is good at swords, and the third is good at fists and kicks."
"Even the young marquis admires them. It seems that these three people must indeed have strength. Please come in quickly. This hall is quite big. They can show their skills here." Su Ziji said.
Fang Zhen stood up, walked to the door, and slapped her three times through the door.
After a moment, the door opened, and three middle-aged men walked in and kowtowed to Su Ziji.
"Are you the masters known as the Three Great Masters of the Capital?" Su Ziji looked around and seemed a little disappointed with the mediocre appearance and temperament of these three people.
"I don't dare to call myself a master." The three of them immediately said, "As for the three heroes in the capital, I don't even dare to call them."
Su Ziji smiled upon hearing this and seemed very easy-going. He waved his hand and said, "Why should you be humble? Since the three of you have such a reputation, you must have real talent and learning. Why don't you each teach a few tricks and let me see."
Then he waved to the servant standing outside to come in and asked, "Is there any music playing here?"
This requirement is quite satisfying. The venue for the preliminary chess competition is the largest chess hall in the capital. It not only has a place to play chess, but also has musicians who are good at playing various kinds of music.
Su Ziji had asked about this matter many times before, and the servant answered very skillfully: "Of course, sir, if you need it, we can invite some musicians over immediately."
Su Ziji asked him to find someone immediately. The hall was quite large and could not only accommodate spectators and martial arts practitioners, but also people who played the piano.
After a while, the sound of footsteps was heard again. Several musicians came in with instruments, saluted respectfully, knelt down in a remote corner, and started playing according to the music Su Ziji ordered.
As soon as the music was played, the atmosphere immediately became lively. One of the three people hesitated for a moment, then stood up first, saluted Su Ziji again, made a clang, took out the sword from its sheath, and used the sheathing technique with all his strength.
Fang Zhen sat watching and nodded. It was obvious that this man had really worked hard and had real skills. This set of sword skills was very intense. Fang Zhen, who was not a playboy, had seen masters before.
His vision is indeed very good.
"The sword energy is condensed and never disperses. Every move and every style is refined over time."
But when he turned around, Fang Zhen was a little surprised to find that Duke Dai's expression was not one of satisfaction. Although he didn't interrupt, he looked a bit careless.
When the first person sheathed his sword, Su Ziji nodded: "That's very good. I also ask the strong man to rest aside."
Looking at the two of them again, the best of the two stood up and performed a set of punches in front of Su Ziji and Fang Zhen.
"This is a tiger-shaped boxing. The spirit and form are integrated into one, and the tiger soul is hidden. It shows that you have obtained the three flavors."
It has to be said that this man's boxing skills are also very outstanding. Fang Zhen nodded again, but when he looked at Dai Guogong, his expression was still indifferent. Was he still not satisfied?
"Could it be that Duke Dai is not looking for a coach, but someone else?" Fang Zhen couldn't help but think more.
At this time, the third sword wielder seemed to have some understanding and practiced a set of sword techniques.
"The sword is as bright as frost and the fire is extremely deep, but the move seems wrong."
From Fang Zhen's point of view, this set of swordsmanship is very flashy, and a layman may find it amazing, but any expert can see that the swordsmanship is only for looks.
"Okay!" Su Ziji waved his hand and the music stopped.
"Thank you for your hard work, you three." Su Ziji said, "Everyone who comes here will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!"
The price of goods in Dazheng is that one tael of silver can buy two shi of rice, and ten taels is twenty shi. Generally speaking, if you are granted the title of king, your annual income will only be one to twenty thousand taels, which is not a small reward.
The three of them all kowtowed and thanked them, but withdrew with disappointment.