Chapter XXXVIII: No Manuscripts

Qiu Mingfu looked around and found that the people who were angry and arrogant before were now looking at him with shock and admiration. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He couldn't help but feel a little proud, and his pride was naturally not how good his chess skills were, because he was not playing against him in these games at all.

He is proud that he has a master who is outstanding in every way!

Although these games can be won if he is allowed to play, it is definitely impossible to play so perfectly and so quickly!

Especially against the second master of the king just now, with his own level, he can only win narrowly, and the premise is that he can't let half a son, let alone let the other party have five sons.

Qiu Mingfu couldn't help but look at the thin figure beside him, what kind of person is the master?

Sometimes it's weak and you can't help but want to protect it, and sometimes it's so strong that you're scared.

He decided to follow his master at the beginning, and it was indeed mainly to repay his kindness, and he always felt that it should be his master who needed him more.

Now, he suddenly realized that this was not to repay the favor, but that the two brothers and sisters had once again taken advantage of it, and they chose a broad road for themselves under the banner of repaying the favor.

Suddenly the distracted thoughts were interrupted.

"My surname is Zhuang, I don't know my brother's surname?" Its sound is just like flowing water hitting a stone, clear and graceful, and like the entrance of a clear spring, the water is moist and deep.

Qiu Mingfu raised his head, only to feel that his eyes lit up, humble and gentlemanly, warm as jade.

Qiu Mingfu immediately got up and clenched his fists and said, "Don't be surnamed Qiu." The voice was calm, humble and polite, and there was no arrogance in the slightest.

The beautiful jade boy had a smile in his eyes, a little surprised by his attitude, and then said: "Brother Qiu, Zhuang is presumptuous, dare to ask, can you have the honor to play a game with Brother Tai?" After a pause, he explained: "It has nothing to do with anything else." ”

It doesn't matter anything else, I just want to learn chess skills, not to come to declare war if I am not convinced, but I should or not.

Qiu Mingfu hesitated, looked at Gu Ruxuan, and saw that the master nodded slightly, before he spoke: "Brother Zhuang is serious, Qiu is really a reckless man in the mountains, and it is Qiu's honor to have the honor to play against Brother Zhuang!"

"God! Am I dazzled, it turned out to be Zhuang Gongzi?"

"You read that right, it's Zhuang Gongzi, the first genius in our Linzhou City!"

"Zhuang Gongzi, who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, actually deigned to come and learn chess skills with the crazy boy in cloth?"

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Village...... Son?

Qiu Mingfu looked slightly surprised, not everyone in this world can be called a son[15].

The young master can be all over the street, but the son must have real talent and real learning to be respected.

Qiu Mingfu looked at the gentle young man in blue clothes opposite, and said: "Qiu is abrupt, I don't want to be a son, but today I can play against my son, I am really fortunate to be able to play against my son." The tone and expression did not show the slightest flattery and inferiority.

Zhuang Gongzi felt more and more that Qiu Mingfu was not simple, and he had a good impression in his heart.

The game with Zhuang Gongzi has been going on for a long time, and more than an hour has passed, and it is still not clear.

The three groups that were facing each other over there were divided into winners and losers one after another, and they also came to watch the chess.

Seeing this, the steward of the Chen family was not in a hurry to Zhang Luo's next event, obviously waiting for Qiu Mingfu.

Moreover, the game of Linzhou's No. 1 talent is obviously more gimmicky, and after Zhang Luo's game, it is estimated that few people have watched it.

Everyone really didn't expect that the most exciting and fierce game of this chess conference was not the championship match.

Instead, the first genius Zhuang Gongzi and the cloth maniac boy competed in chess!

I saw that on the chessboard, both black and white began to focus on stability and slowly advance.

After nearly 100 moves, it is still tepid.

Just when everyone sighed that they didn't know when to play, the whole game took a big turn.

Zhuang Gongzi's chess style has changed, his moves are extremely powerful, and the killing machine is overflowing, and he has eaten dozens of white sons in a row, and he is still on the offensive, pressing step by step.

Bai Zi is still mainly defensive, and there is no counterattack, and it looks like he is losing and retreating.

And the magic is precisely this, no matter how tight the sunspot is, all kinds of traps and killing tricks emerge in endlessly, but the white son is still a defensible and offensive situation.

Everyone couldn't help but be amazed, they really didn't expect this crazy boy to be so superb in chess that he could play against Zhuang Gongzi until now, and he still hasn't been defeated.

As soon as the result was finished, the game changed again.

Zhuang Gongzi smiled warmly, the hand holding the chess was as white as jade, corresponding to the black and white of the black and white chess pieces, and the picture was beautiful!

As soon as the sunspot fell, it was extremely powerful: thirteen looks, fourteen, break!

Everyone was in an uproar, it turned out that Zhuang Gongzi's real killing machine was here!

A large area of white seeds in the northwest has become a waste.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh secretly, sure enough, Zhuang Gongzi was still a chess player.

Seeing that the outcome was decided, everyone who had been concentrating on watching chess began to discuss, and they all shouted wonderful.

Gu Ruxuan smiled slightly, opened her lips and said, "Thirteen boudoirs, seven." ”

The voice was almost inaudible, and only Qiu Mingfu, who was next to him, could hear it, Qiu Mingfu was surprised, his eyes flashed slightly, he was killing himself by taking this move.

However, the master's words have never been missed.

His face was light and light, and he dropped the white child in his hand, and said, "Thirteen boudoirs, seven, clip!" As soon as the child fell, his heart was shocked first.

Kill!

There was a sudden sound of inhalation around them, and everyone was stunned.

It was originally a move to kill himself, but it turned out to be a dead end!

The situation was directly reversed, and defeat turned into victory!

Zhuang Gongzi's indifference was finally broken, and after being stunned, his expression became excited, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good chess!"

Zhuang Gongzi looked at Qiu Mingfu, his starry eyes were shining, and he sighed: "Zhuang admits defeat!" Brother Qiu, Zhuang has the honor to play a game with Brother Qiu today, which is the real luck of three lives!"

Qiu Mingfu's face suddenly turned red, and he was extremely surprised, this time he was really ashamed, in fact, his chess skills were more than 108,000 miles worse than Zhuang Gongzi.

In the end, he could only bite the bullet and barely squeeze out a few words from his mouth, saying: "It's Zhuang Gongzi who agrees!"

Everyone watching chess woke up from a dream and lost!

Unexpectedly, even Zhuang Gongzi lost!

The first genius in Linzhou City, a fairy-like character, Zhuang Gongzi who is quite good at chess in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting!

I even lost to the megalomaniacal boy!

With this game of chess skills, the rest of the duel seems to be unremarkable and without suspense.

Qiu Mingfu deservedly won the position of leader.

But the crowd did not disperse, but became more and more agitated.

It's time to get your head out.

Chen Zhuangyuangong's manuscript, if you can't get it, it's good to take a look!

The housekeeper of the Chen family took out a thin booklet in the eyes of everyone's expectation, which was only three or four sheets of rice paper thick.

With a smile and a little pride, the housekeeper of the Chen family stood on the steps and raised his hands high, turning them over one by one for everyone to see, winning a piece of praise and praise for the really good words.

After everyone finished appreciating it, the steward of the Chen family held the manuscript in front of Qiu Mingfu in a look of envy and longing, and was about to say a few emotional words.

And then, and then what did they hear?

"I don't want this, I want a thousand taels of gold. ”

I don't want this! I don't want this!

Everyone glared at Qiu Mingfu in unison, what did he say, he didn't want it?!

Don't want the hard-to-buy Mobao, but the cheesy gold and silver!

Childe [15]: There was a time in ancient times when there was a strict definition of the title of Childe, and here it is just borrowed, although it is slightly far-fetched, but it is not nonsense.