Chapter Seventy-Three: I Can't Leave
When Shen Qiwu heard this answer, his eyelashes still trembled with emotion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"My mother is very good at chess?" Shen Qiwu asked thoughtfully.
Yan Ruojun shook his head, "It's not superb, I also taught it." ā
"Then ....." Shen Qiwu thought about it again and said, "That is, the overall situation is very powerful!" ā
Yan Ruojun shook his head again, still denying this statement, "It's not like that." ā
Shen Qiwu thought that Yan Ruojun was joking, and couldn't help but be a little angry, and said, "This is not that and it is not, so how can she tie with you!?" ā
Yan Ruojun sighed and said to himself: "Yes, how can it be drawn? "It's like he's asking himself, but he's telling himself something.
"I remember at that time, your mother was still very young, and she was competitive and competitive everywhere. Every time I tried to persuade her, she never listened to her. So I came up with a way to teach her how to play chess. Playing chess can calm your mind, so I pull her to play chess every day. But she never beat me, just like you. Speaking of this, Yan Ruojun said with a slightly sentimental smile, in his eyes, maybe Shen Qiwu is a copy of Wang Ying, and even he is angry.
Shen Qiwu's tone was a little impatient, "I'm not my mother. ā
Yan Ruojun smiled disappreciatively, and then said: "So I told her that if she wants to win against me, I will allow her to regret a move." ā
Repentance? Shen Qiwu frowned and smiled in his heart, knowing that Yan Ruojun seemed to mean something.
"But she was arrogant and always wanted to really win me, so she didn't regret that move. It wasn't until the last days of her life that she found me thinking about winning a game against me. So, she repented. Yan Ruojun laughed, his eyes were a little moist, he rubbed his eyes, and scolded with a smile in his mouth: "Where did this sand come from and ran into the eyes?" ā
Shen Qiwu was expressionless, and asked coldly: "So she repented, and you tied it?" ā
"Strictly speaking, it was she who won the last hand. However, it was a repentance. Yan Ruojun threw away the sunspot and said in an unhappy tone: "I told her to care less about those national affairs, but she always didn't listen, and she didn't regret it until she finally ended up like this!" It's a pity that it's late. ā
Shen Qiwu knew that Yan Ruojun had something to say, and knew that this old man wanted to persuade herself in disguise, but she hated this kind of practice very much, so she couldn't help but speak in a heavier tone, and said coldly: "I'm not my mother!" I don't care if I win or lose! ā
Shen Qiwu felt that his mother Wang Ying cared too much about winning or losing, so she regretted that step in the last time of her life. But Shen Qiwu is very strong in her heart, she feels that she doesn't care about winning or losing, and she will not become the second Wang Ying.
Yan Ruojun was not surprised by Shen Qiwu's answer, and said quietly: "Yes, your identity is different from your mother, and it is more conducive to doing what you want to do." But have you ever thought about it, you don't care if you win or lose, so what do you care? ā
"I care...."Shen Qiwu spoke, but did not continue.
After a while, he hesitated, "I don't know yet." Shen Qiwu was afraid that Yan Ruojun would be suspicious, so he added: "But I will definitely know in the future." ā
Yan Ruojun put away the chessboard and meticulously put all the chess pieces back. Said slowly: "When you start to care about winning or losing, you will know what you have to care about." ā
Is there such a persuasion?
This sentence is inconsistent, and Shen Qiwu is very uncomfortable after hearing it.
After Yan Ruojun left, Shen Qiwu still sat there motionless.
It wasn't until Zhao Mu came back that she woke up from her contemplation.
"Huh? What's wrong with you, what's the point? Zhao Mu walked around and didn't have anything new, so he simply came back, saw Shen Qiwu in a daze, and shook his hand in front of her.
After Shen Qiwu came back to his senses, he slapped away the dangling hands in front of him with one hand, and then said, "Just thinking about something." ā
Zhao Mu let out an "oh", looked around, and found that there was no one else except Shen Qiwu, and asked suspiciously, "Where is the master?" Gone? ā
Shen Qiwu nodded and asked, "We haven't stayed too early, it's time to leave." ā
Originally, Song Jinliang wanted to keep it again, but Nanjing Mansion was not far from here, and there was no need for them to waste time in Tu County here.
Song Jinliang took the master beside him and sent Shen Qiwu and them out of the county mansion all the way, and then turned around and left.
The carriage had already stopped outside the mansion, and many of the East Palace guards stationed in the camp were already waiting outside, and even Huan'er was standing outside the carriage and bowing to them.
"Let's go." Zhao Mu glanced at Shen Qiwu.
Shen Qiwu glanced back at the county government and got into the carriage silently.
Dangtu County is very large, and it is only half a day's journey from Nanjing Prefecture, and the mighty line walks through the avenue of Dangtu County.
This avenue looks like it is newly repaired, it looks very shiny, and it is very comfortable to step on it.
The streets were full of onlookers, and when they saw the convoy hanging the dragon flag, they inquired with each other and knew that it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was coming on his southern tour.
With the voices of the people, the front of His Royal Highness the Prince's convoy had almost left the city gate of Dangtu County.
At this time, with a cry, the carriage that Zhao Mu was sitting in was stopped.
"What people! Dare to stop the convoy of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! The guards of the East Palace quickly wrapped up Zhao Mu's carriage and drew their swords one after another to demonstrate their solemnity.
The person who stopped Zhao Mu's carriage was a very ordinary young man, he was dressed in rags, his hair was messy like weeds, and his fingernails were disgusting and covered with mud.
"Your Highness, you have to be the master of the small people, Your Highness, please, be the master for me!" The young man knelt on the ground, pecking on the ground like a chicken pecking rice, and listening to his voice was even more heartbreaking, as if there was a great grievance.
The chatter around was even louder, pointing at the convoy.
The guards are not easy to stop, after all, others say that there is a grievance, and they can't use force to expel others in front of the people like this. In desperation, I had to ask His Royal Highness the Prince.
"Yes, I see." Zhao Mu in the carriage replied, and then fell silent.
Everyone was quiet as they waited for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's next words.
Shen Qiwu sat quietly in the carriage, and Huan'er looked at her with a worried face.
"What do you see me doing?" Shen Qiwu picked up the book casually and flipped through it.
Zhao Mu didn't want to remember this incident anymore, and he kept telling himself in his heart not to think about the letter last night, not to get involved, and not to know the hidden secrets.
It's just that.....
Zhao Mu slowly lifted the curtain and walked out, speaking in a voice that everyone could hear.
"Since there is a grievance, then postpone the trip. Let's go to the court and tell me about your grievances. (To be continued.) )