In the early morning of Yanjing, in the courtyard of a suburban mansion adjacent to other provinces, a large number of trees and flowers are planted in the courtyard designed in a quaint style. Two snow-colored white plums standing proudly in the wind exude a fresh and faint fragrance, making the whole courtyard fragrant and pleasant.

On a bluestone tabletop, a large Go chessboard is carved, and black and white pieces are scattered scattered. A purple clay pot was placed in a corner, and the spout of the pot was bubbling with white mist.

And on the opposite side of a bluestone table, carved with a generous chess board, the Han world two words are strong and powerful, the words are completely integrated into the Confucian perseverance, courage and enterprising, but also contain the old Zhuang of the bland, scattered and quiet leisure, but also often in a kind of not to seek rich changes, in the pen to save the earthly glitz in order to seek the meaning of the true taste of the empty distance. But the two words of Chu River are like a loose horse flying into the air and leaving the dust, and like a dragon flying in the sky, it comes from nothingness and returns to the void, and this almost crazy primitive vitality impulse contains the aura of heaven and earth.

However, the combination of the four characters of the Chu River and the Han Realm gives people the feeling that it is indeed its color, its shape, its shade and dampness, its disconnection and tossing, the thickness and thickness of the dew, and the weather is endless.

It's like this chess game is full of unknown variables, and no one can grasp it.

It stands to reason that this feeling should appear in Go, but it appears in chess, which is very strange and even a little weird.

It gives people the impression that everything is in the midst of unknown changes, and is always full of unknown variables.

Around the courtyard, in the hidden corners, there were several tall figures, quietly guarding them.

At this time, a man wearing an old black style cotton coat, cotton pants, silver-white hair, some old age spots, slightly short stature, the passage of time made him lose his former appearance, but the iron-blooded temperament on his body can still be felt, exuding a faint murderous aura all over his body, this temperament can only be exuded after the baptism of the years and people who have experienced the pile of dead. I saw the old man bending down and getting out of a few pine trees.

His steps were steady and powerful, not at all like an old man in the twilight.

The old man sat calmly on the fat table of Go and picked up the purple clay pot, directly pointed the mouth of the pot to his mouth, and took a few gulps.

Then he looked at Go with bitterness on his face, and thought about it bitterly, he didn't know how many years he had been playing this game, but he rarely moved the chess pieces in it.

He remembered that the man had told him that he could only touch chess if he had studied the game thoroughly, otherwise it was better not to move.

Although he didn't understand what that person meant at first, he now understands that there are no fewer changes in chess than in Go, on the contrary, more on the contrary.

A middle-aged man wearing a gray thick cloth shirt with white temples walked into the courtyard and came to the bluestone table, smiled and bowed down and said, "Master, the little master is here to see you." ”

The old man slowly picked up a white piece, lifted it, and suddenly fell to the chessboard, "pop".

The chess pieces were put on the board, and suddenly, the chess game underwent earth-shaking changes, and black had won steadily, but at this moment, black and white were completely comparable. A situation of hegemony between the two countries is presented.

The old man said slowly, "Let him in." ”

The middle-aged man didn't say anything and slowly retreated.

He knew that the old man didn't like to be verbose.

It didn't take long for a man with beautiful eyebrows to slowly walk into the courtyard, and when he saw the old man, he immediately shook his spirits and showed a strong respect, it was - Zao Wou-Ki!

"Grandpa, I'm here. Zao Wou-Ki bowed his head and saluted the old man and said respectfully.

The old man beckoned to him, "Wuji, come and see this chess game, who can win the final victory?"

Although Zao Wou-Ki was puzzled why the old man asked him to watch the chess game, although he was very puzzled, he still carefully watched the chess game.

"It should be evenly divided, but I always have a vague feeling that black is already going to lose, but I don't understand why I always feel in my heart that black can win. Zao Wou-Ki carefully observed the game of Go on the bluestone table and said.

"Hehe, you're better than your father. Zhao Feihu looked at his most satisfied grandson and smiled slightly.

If among the three generations behind the Zhao family, who is Zhao Feihu who is most satisfied, then it is undoubtedly Zao Wou-Ki. This grandson is a person who does great things, has a big heart, and has more than enough to advance and retreat.

"Are you here for that kid from the Qiu family?" When Zhao Feihu talked about Qiu Shaoze, a smile of relief appeared on his brows, no one knew what this smile meant, even he Zao Wou-Ki didn't understand why his grandfather was so happy when he talked about Qiu Shaoze, and his face was full of relief, which made him very puzzled.

But the old man didn't say it, and Zao Wou-Ki never asked, because he believed that one day he would know, and he was not in a hurry.

"Grandpa, this time Shaoze encountered an ambush, and everyone couldn't sit still, even the old man of the Yan family was acting in secret. Zao Wou-Ki said what he meant here.

He came here this time to ask Zhao Feihu for advice, what should their Zhao family do next, who should they support, he wants to see what the old man thinks, after all, people are old, but what they have experienced is not comparable to him.

Otherwise, how can people often say that it is better to have a treasure in the family than to have an old family!

Now Zhao Feihu is the treasure of their Zhao family, and Zhao Wouji's identity is also extremely important, but the Zhao family doesn't understand why the old man likes to live in seclusion in this place and never goes out half a step, even if something big happens in the country, the old man still doesn't do anything.

They don't understand, but they know that as long as the old man walks out from here, then their Zhao family will definitely enter the peak era.

"Hehe, the old immortal of the Ye family should also have a move. Zhao Feihu stared at the chess game and said.

"Nothing can escape grandpa's ears and eyes, yes, the Ye family has also moved, and it is still very big, the Yan family seems to be a little overwhelmed. Zao Wou-Ki slowly picked up the tea on the bluestone table and drank it, looking casual.

"Wuji, the current Yanjing is like a chess game next to it, Chu and Han are competing for each other, one side will die, but it is also full of unknown variables, even if it is a pawn, he may change the victory or loss of this chess game. ”

"Then our Zhao family?" Zhao Wou-Ki asked the doubts in his heart, he was also confused now, should he stand there?

Standing in the Ye family, he Zhao Wuji didn't want to, after all, Jia Ruohan was his beloved woman, if he stood on the side of the Ye family, then he would undoubtedly stand on the opposite side of Jia Ruohan, in that case, let alone pursue Jia Ruohan, it would be good to be able to do it without doing it.

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