"What?" Mr. Jing was not much surprised when he heard Qiu Ci say that he was going home, but he didn't seem to remember what Anping Hou Mansion was.

Qiu Ci patiently told him, "The Marquis of Anping." ”

"How I wasn't impressed." Mr. Jing muttered, the Jing family belongs to the top-level circle in Kyoto, and the contacts are all high-ranking and powerful court officials, and he can't touch the Anping Marquis Mansion, which is not up or down, and the nameless Hou Mansion is not up or down, and of course he won't remember it.

"It's been decades since you left Kyoto, so it's not surprising that you're not impressed." Autumn words for him to relieve the siege.

When Mr. Jing heard her say this, he suddenly felt a little in a trance.

"Decades ......"

Has he been away from home for decades?

"Why don't you go back to Beijing with me?" Qiu Ci took the opportunity to persuade, "You have been away from home for so many years, and your family must be very concerned about you." As for my master, I will visit you again when he comes back in a few years......"

Mr. Jing glanced at her casually.

"I'm not going to run away in the Hou Mansion." Akiji continued, she said very sincerely, "When do you want to find me, just send someone to say it, Kyoto is so big, you want to find someone, it's not a matter of saying something." ”

She said everything reasonably, and Mr. Jing was also moved.

After all, he really hasn't been home in a long time.

"If you stay in Zhuxi alone, I really don't feel at ease." Qiu Ji said again.

Old Mr. Jing snorted coldly, "You have a little conscience." ”

Anyway, she was right, Kyoto was so big, and it was very convenient for him to find her.

Qiu Ci thought that this matter was provoked by Song Yu, and when she returned to the capital, she would blame Song Yu for this matter, and she completely left it alone.

Anyway, Song Yu and Mr. Jing, one is General Jin Wuweiyou, and the other is the emperor's teacher, and she can't afford to offend either of them.

In the evening, Yan Tong walked around the village. He didn't go far, he walked around the courtyard.

There was an old elm tree outside the yard, and an old gentleman with a white beard sat playing chess.

He sat down under the tree with a small table in front of him. There was a black and white chess piece on it, and no one played with him, he played chess with himself.

Yan Tong was deeply curious, and he unconsciously stood next to the old gentleman.

The old gentleman's chess skills are very exquisite, although he plays every move by himself and himself. But Yan Tong, who was standing by and watching, couldn't think of anything more wonderful than his footwork.

Every step he took seemed to be the best and most perfect.

Although it is playing against yourself, it is also exciting.

Yan Tong watched for a long time, and Mr. Jing finally finished a game.

"Good!"

Yan Tong stroked his palm and said that this old man is definitely a master.

Mr. Jing glanced up at him, "Do you want to have a game?" ”

He is obsessed with chess, and if someone plays chess with him, he can go from sunrise to sunset.

But he only works with his masters, such as Song Yu.

If it's playing chess with Autumn Words. Mr. Jing was very disdainful.

Just like a tiger fighting, the opponent he is looking for must also be a tiger; What's the point of a tiger fighting a cat? It's not vulnerable at all.

What's the use of winning a hundred battles, it's not at the same level at all!

So after Song Yu returned to Beijing, Mr. Jing was very lonely, he put a chess piece under the elm tree every day to play with himself, of course, he also hoped that there would be a master to play with him.

It's just a pity, how can this little Zhuangzi have a master.

Mr. Jing was lonely for more than a month, and finally someone came. This person stood next to him and watched for a long time, which means that this person can also play chess.

Since he could play chess, he pulled him to play a game.

As for whether the person played well or not, it doesn't matter. Just look at his next few steps.

Yan Tong is eager to try, and he can play against a master, even if he can't beat him, it's good to let him give him some pointers.

"Okay!" He lifted his robe and sat down opposite Mr. Jing.

Mr. Jing stretched out his hand and said politely, "Please." ”

But it didn't take a few steps. Mr. Jing was completely revealed.

", do you know how to play chess?" He shouted.

Yan Tong's chess skills are actually not bad, but when it comes to Mr. Jing, he is not even as good as Qiu Ci.

Mr. Jing was half angry, but he was just a half-hanger, and he dared to play against him?

Yan Tong was extremely embarrassed by his scolding like this.

The talented literati he comes into contact with on weekdays are all polite and polite, how can they be so direct and rude to scold and drive people away?

"Old gentleman, I'm not good at learning, how ...... you can give me some advice" Yan Tong touched his nose and said.

"Get out!" Mr. Jing was upset when he saw him, "Pointing a fart!" You go back and practice for ten or eight years, and then come back! ”

Yan Tong went back in a huff.

When he left, he met Ping'er, who came over with tea.

Ping'er was assigned by Qiu Ci to pour tea and deliver water to Mr. Jing.

She saluted Yan Tong, and then walked straight to Mr. Jing, she skillfully added tea for Mr. Jing, and sorted out the messy chess pieces for him.

Yan Tong walked halfway, turned his head in confusion, and happened to see Ping'er sorting things out for Mr. Jing.

He knew Ping'er, who had been serving Qiuci since he was five years old, and he was shocked when he saw Ping'er pouring tea and handing water to Mr. Jing.

Is this old gentleman also from the Hou Mansion?

He was silent, and stood at the gate of the courtyard waiting for Ping'er.

"Who is this old gentleman?" When Ping'er came back, he grabbed Ping'er and asked.

Ping'er stared at him strangely, "Old Mr. Jing." ”

"Mr. Jing?" Yan Tong muttered, he thought for a while, but still couldn't remember who this person was, "Where is Mr. Jing from?" ”

When Ping'er heard it, this is a good time to promote Miss, their Miss is the most powerful, but the people in the Hou Mansion don't know, she has to talk to them about these things.

Ping'er chatted with him about gossip, "It was at the Lantern Festival that our young lady broke his endgame, so he came back with young lady, and he had to worship young lady as a teacher." Later, the young lady lied to him and said that he had a master, and this old gentleman Jing gave up this idea, but he was determined to wait for the young lady's master to come back to learn chess......

Yan Tong was shocked in his heart.

If what Ping'er said is true, then the third lady's superb chess skills are still above this old gentleman?

This old gentleman Jing's chess skills have shocked him very much, but he didn't expect that what shocked him even more was still to come.

Is the third lady really so powerful?

"What you said is true?" He was a little incredulous.

Ping'er was unhappy, "What is really fake, we have all witnessed this with our own eyes!" ”

Now that she is under Qinglan's tutelage, she already knows what she can say and what she can't say.

But for the rest, she still has to preach where she should preach.

Yan Tong was shocked by her words.

The three of them are really talented! (To be continued.) )