The loud laughter in the room stopped.

A voice rang out: "Who?"

Chu Jiang smiled: "Chu Jiang." ”

Then, the room was opened, and Chu Jiang took the lead and walked in.

Wu Youquan and Yuan Guanjing glanced at each other and walked in.

When he walked in, Wu Youquan's eyes were always staring at an old man.

This old man is too similar to the portrait he has seen.

If he is Qiu Ying's descendant.

Inevitably, it's too similar.

There were three people in the room, holding wine glasses, drinking and playing chess.

Wu Youquan finally knew why Chu Jiang said he was preparing wine.

It's so different from the way they play chess.

This kind of is all about being happy.

At the same time, this way of playing chess is, in his opinion, wild chess.

He was also a little annoyed in his heart.

Isn't this tantamount to Chu Jiang lying to him?

What useful things can be learned from those who play chess in the field?

Moreover, he also prepared 80 years of rice wine, in his opinion, this bottle of wine is a waste.

"What are Qingfeng seniors doing?" he took the rice wine in Chu Jiang's hand and opened it and smelled it, but he was a little dissatisfied and said: "Qingfeng senior's craftsmanship has regressed." ”

Chu Jiang said with a smile: "This is not brewed by Qingfeng, I came today to find an apprentice for you." ”

After glancing at the two people behind Chu Jiang, he said with a smile: "Then you have to accompany me for two games." ”

Chu Jiang smiled and nodded, "No problem." ”

Hearing this, he rubbed his hands and turned his head to look at the person next to him: "Huang Li, pour wine." ”

The woman poured out a glass of wine and handed it to Chu Jiang.

Chu Jiang didn't bother, he started to drink directly, and after taking a sip, he said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad." ”

Senior Qiu laughed and said, "Yes, it's much better than the rice wine you sent." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu Youquan on the side blushed, and immediately showed a displeased look.

He whispered: "Eighty-year-old rice wine is not good? What kind of wine is good wine?"

Senior Qiu glanced at Wu Youquan, then looked at Chu Jiang and asked, "The apprentice you want to get for me, could it be him, at this age, it's not suitable." ”

Wu Youquan blushed and said, "Even if you are the descendant of the chess saint Qiu Ying, you can't insult people like this! I don't need to be someone else's apprentice yet." ”

Senior Qiu looked at him with a strange face and said, "If I want to accept apprentices, at your age, I'm afraid I will have to line up in the capital." Besides, I said that you are a so-ordinary wine, is there a problem? It is 800 years of rice wine, and in my eyes, it is just passable. ”

Wu Youquan gritted his teeth and said: "I really didn't expect that the descendants of the so-called chess saints would actually play wild chess, which disappointed me too much!"

Chu Jiang said calmly: "Walk out of this door, remember not to look for me in the future, I am looking at Yuan Guanjing's talent is not bad, your attitude is sincere, so I brought you here." This wine, in the eyes of ordinary people, is a good wine of heaven, but in our opinion, it is not even as good as garbage. ”

Senior Qiu smiled and said, "Come on, come on, play chess." ”

In the end, Wu Youquan still didn't move, even if what he said before was just angry talk.

But he hoped that Chu Jiang would accept Yuan Guanjing as a disciple.

The person next to Senior Qiu shook his head and said, "The first time I heard that Qiu Ying's chess turned out to be a wild chess. ”

The woman named Huang Li said softly: "In the eyes of many people now, the chess that Master Qiu Ying plays is the most correct chess school, but the chess that Master Qiu Ying plays now is wild chess." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu Youquan's eyes widened and stared at Qiu Ying's face.

Could it be that Qiu Ying's descendants are also called Qiu Ying?

Looking at the chessboard again, Wu Youquan's eyes almost popped out.

These two men play chess.

How is it in chaos, it is simply out of order.

Qiu Ying insisted on the black first, and he randomly landed the sunspot in one place.

Chu Jiang was not as rigorous as they had played chess before, and played casually.

Twenty hands, black and white staggered, even, not connected.

Forty hands, two kinds of chess pieces are quite strangely spread all over the board.

Yuan Guanjing said with even more disdain: "What is this, I don't understand." ”

Huang Li smiled: "If you don't understand, it means that your level is not enough, and you can't realize this level." ”

Yuan Guanjing snorted and said, "Wild chess is wild chess." ”

One hundred and forty hands, there is finally a prototype, but the speed at which these two people fall is getting slower and slower.

The two of them had been thinking for a long time.

In the next three hands, Yuan Guanjing and Wu Youquan were completely shocked.

The three hands fell, and the two dragons, black and white, formed on the chessboard, fighting each other.

In the end, the white dragon was slaughtered.

Yes, not at all.

It's as if they lay out first, and then fight at the end.

But this kind of chess game is quite dangerous, and one is not very good, it is to be slaughtered cleanly.

"You, you, for this little girl, you actually lost to me. Qiu Ying smiled and shook his head.

"No, I still play chess quite seriously, it's just a bad move. Chu Jiang said with a smile.

"Okay, if it weren't for Qingfeng's seniors' unwillingness, I would have to bring you over!"

After Qiu Ying finished speaking, he took a sip of wine, looked up at Wu Youquan and said, "The chess saint you said before was my title two hundred years ago, and I only have one name now, called Qiu Ying." Your wine is indeed a little ordinary to me, but today I don't look at the wine, I look at the people. ”

"Just by virtue of Xiao Jiang's self-surrender identity, it is already your great blessing to help you recommend. ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu Youquan's heart was completely shocked, he didn't expect that the person in front of him turned out to be the real chess saint Qiu Ying!

The way they played chess just now was completely beyond imagination, and he couldn't understand it at all!

It was the first time he had encountered a game of chess that he couldn't understand.

"I just ......"

"Needless to explain, this is indeed a wild chess for you, but your kind of chess loses a lot of fun for us, and it is a little too low-end. ”

It's a little too low-end.

For the current chess game, this is the evaluation of the chess master.

"Okay, if you want to be my apprentice, it should be this little girl, right?" Qiu Ying moved his gaze to Yuan Guanjing next to him.

"Well, the seedlings are not bad. Chu Jiang nodded.

"Then let's play a game, using what they call orthodox chess games. Qiu Ying said.

Yuan Guanjing sat upright.

Qiu Ying is a wine glass in one hand and a chess piece in the other.

"You're black. ”

"Good. ”

Yuan Guanjing nodded, and the black went first.

She knew that she couldn't just go down with the person in front of her, she had to be serious.

Anyway, he was the one who won Chu Jiang, whether Chu Jiang was intentional or not, but he lost to Qiu Ying in the end.

But despite her earnestness, her sharp sword, in the sixty-fourth hand, was broken severely.

Yuan Guanjing, a genius girl, lost two games in a row in one day.

(End of chapter)