"Because you want to test the palace, are you determined to betray the Wang family and help Gongzi?" Wang Yi sneered, "Since Gongzi gave me the military power, then he must have secretly prepared the means to restrain me." If I am faithful, I will take advantage, and if I repent, it will be a dead end. Hongu is just a puppet of Childe, no, an ally who is tested by Childe. Hongu is not so stupid. ”

Jiang Li seemed to chuckle and did not reply.

Wang Yi's smile became colder, but his demeanor was still dignified: "Isn't the chess boy such a person? He only believes in the interests of the chess game, and there has never been a person in the game, whether he is an enemy or a friend, he is a pawn on your chain." ”

The words were so straightforward that they were cold, but Jiang Li seemed satisfied, and finally put down the chess pieces, turned around, and smiled at Wang Yi: "There is another reason." ”

"What?" Wang Yi was stunned.

"Don't use suspicious people, don't use suspicious people. "Jiang Limou is as deep as the sea.

Wang Yi's eyes flashed, and his face was slightly moved: "Childe...... Good means......"

"Means? Jiang Li lightly picked up a chess piece and pressed it on the chess game, "This is the king's way." ”

Bestowing it on heaven is called the royal way.

A game of chess, played for eight days, black and white, it seems that it is impossible to see who loses and who wins, but Wang Yi already has the answer in his heart.

She looked at the man's back with a complicated expression, and her eyes looked through Bai Luo hanging down from the hood, as if she was trying to distinguish whether there was a heart or no intention under the man's skin.

"You're hiding it so well. After a long time, Wang Yi let out a breath of turbidity.

A strange sentence, but how much secrecy in the chess game exploded in an instant.

Jiang Li grinned strangely: "Pass the prize." According to your agreement, I have found his tomb. When the dust settled, he took the queen with him. ”

Wang Yi trembled, looked at the man's gaze, with a sincere gratitude, she felt like she knew the chess boy for the first time, or rather, the real him.

Because for the first time, she saw that the hem of the man's silver gray silk shirt was embroidered with gold thread.

Jiaolong, the closest thing to a dragon.

That is, the King's Suit.

And at the same time, on the other side. Somewhere in the city, there is a tea bar. The freshly brewed tea on the table of the Eight Immortals is tumbling green. The small copper furnace is full of white gas, and the two rows of copper ouzi Wu salt and pepper are complete.

Because the rebels attacked the city, the people closed their doors, only from behind the doors and windows to show half of their eyes, frightened to inquire about the winners and losers of the two sides, so the usual bustling tea is unusually quiet, the brick floor is floating with a layer of ash, the wine curtain is netted, except for a man and a woman near the window, there is no third person.

The man carried a small copper stove and poured tea for the woman, and his slender fingertips were stained with two points of ink, which made the bones whiter and whiter, making people sigh that there are men in the world, and their hands are better than women.

The tea poured into the ou, gurgling, bursting out of a burst of incense, and the corners of the woman's mouth curled slightly: "It's just sencha, but you don't want to paint for me?"

The man was a little sluggish, and said in a secret voice: "I heard that King Zhao is not good to you." ”

If the bull's head is not in the horse's mouth. But the woman's eyes flashed, and she smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "So, you blame me for marrying him, or blame me, and you didn't wait for you to come back." I complained that I didn't paint for me anymore. ”

The man put down the small copper stove and looked at the fluttering flames, his expression was indistinguishable: "You shouldn't have come to see me." Save yourself from gossiping. ”

The woman's smile became cooler, but the upturned curvature of her lips remained dignified, showing traces of everyone's beauty: "I heard that you entered Beijing to look for your sister." But I thought, this is one thing, and you must have some other purpose, for example, to see me. You, you always hide and tuck, but call me this woman, but take a step forward. This time, however, it seems that I was mistaken. ”

The man bowed his head and remained silent for a while. The woman sighed silently, dipped her well-maintained fingertips in tea, used tea as ink, sketched on the case, and said slowly: "You said that you would go back to Fengzhou for a year, I would wait, two years, I would wait, but you went for three years." Now you're back, but it's not for me at all. Regardless of whether I was forcibly stuffed to King Zhao, or whether I am now living the life of the living dead, but you don't even paint for me, you say, it's my fault, or you're wrong. ”

The woman paused, and her eyes gradually reddened: "In your letter, I asked me to wait, a word is said lightly, but I never thought that I can't afford to wait." In the end, you blame me and stop painting for me, but you also want to blame you too, and I don't want to paint for you again. ”

"Really!" the man's face changed slightly.

The woman gritted her teeth, suddenly stretched out her hand, brushed away the painting made by the tea on the case, was stunned again, and smiled mockingly: "But I forgot, you are a famous painter in the world." How can you care about the pictures I draw for you? Back then, you said that you painted all the ways in the world, but only I in your pen was the most affectionate. At that time, I rejoiced, I took it seriously, but now it seems that I have always been arrogant. ”

The man's mind was like a bell, buzzing and dazed, and it took a long time before he sighed sadly: "...... It's good, it's good...... I'm the one who bears you ......"

It turned out that one of the two people sitting in this pair was a famous painter, Shangguan Huanghu (Note 1).

The other person is the princess of King Zhao, the daughter of Pei, the daughter of the four surnames in Guanzhong, Pei Yanzhen.

Pei Yanzhen smiled, and her eyes were full of coldness: "When you entered Beijing, your painting was shocking to Chang'an, and my Pei Mansion invited you to paint with a thousand gold, but you said that the pen and ink are a thousand gold, and you only paint beautiful things, and my Pei Mansion is too ugly." Daddy's face turned blue with anger, and then you saw me at that time, I was still a little girl, sitting on the ground in the back garden, using the best rouge from the palace, pasted with stone bricks to paint, I smiled at you, and my little face was a mess. You say, what a beautiful smile, but it's a pity that the painting is too ugly. I was angry and raised my hand to hit you, but you set up an easel on the spot and said, "Paint me." ”

Shangguan Huanghu's eyebrows rose in confusion, more than ten years ago, but it was still yesterday, he didn't just paint a picture for her, since they met that day, he never forgot the little girl in the painting.

That she.

It's a pity that looking back, it is already a tearful reflection of Jun Mingzhu, and he is separated from each other.

Pei Yanzhen spoke eloquently, her tone was soft, as if oozing from a yellowed memory, and she was tired of listening: "Then, you went to Fengzhou and said that the master was seriously ill and wanted to go back to take care of it." Heaven does not fulfill people's wishes, I will marry King Zhao as a concubine. Do you know, in the past three years, I can even count a few cracks in the stone bricks and ground in front of the door. What King Zhao wants is the power of the Pei family, what the Pei family wants is the favor of the Bo family, and I am just an ant in the cracks. For the rest of the time, I kept drawing, but I found that the appearance of you in my memory, except for the words on your letter, became blurred......"

The woman paused, a tear in the corner of her eye, and she secretly hated: "However, King Zhao's appearance is also blurred." I see him once in half a year, you and him, I don't know who has a heart. ”

exegesis

1. Yellow Bird: The big bird in mythology can travel thousands of miles. Chu Ci Qu Yuan: "Ning and the yellow eagle are on the same page, will they compete with the chicken for food?