One Hundred and Twenty-Three: Peak Showdown (Part II)

The emperor had long known that Wen Wan was a person who did not believe in people from the heart. Gentle, only believe in yourself, so, have a bit of a guard against anyone. Not only him, but even Zhu is no exception. Of course, the emperor also understood Wen Wan with the greatest tolerance. It's normal to think that Wen Wan will form such a temperament in that environment. Without anyone's help, she survived by relying on this defensive heart. will live well until now.

As long as the emperor thought that Wen Wan could hide her amazing talent without announcing it to the world, he did not know how much endurance it would take for him to say anything ♀. In the face of rumors of contempt and ridicule from the outside world, he can not care at all. The child who still lives his life ♀ with peace of mind doesn't care, or has already calculated.

After several years of observation, the emperor already has an answer ♀, and he doesn't care about other people's eyes at all. She lives her own and others say someone else's.

In this world, there is no shortage of talents. But with a talent, can know how to forbear, willing to be mediocre, there are few people in the world °C such people, and in the end they all shine and spread through the ages. Unexpectedly, his granddaughter turned out to be such a person.

The emperor couldn't help but take out the golden silk nanmu box and touch the box in his hand. He knew that there must be his sister's last words in it. But he can't open it now, he still has to observe. The candidate for the prince is related to tens of millions of people and the Yan family. Therefore, we must be cautious and cautious. If he saw it, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be affected by these last words. So, he had to endure it.

The emperor touched the box in his hand and said softly, "Senior sister, I didn't expect that our granddaughter is gentle, and her talent is not inferior to yours in the slightest." However, she knows how to endure better than you. knows how to restrain all the light, and is willing to be a mediocre person□ even to be ridiculed as vulgar and vicious, and never comes out to dispel rumors. But in fact, she is a very intelligent child, and her intelligence is not inferior to yours. Moreover, this girl is also the most filial and cute. It's a pity, you can't see her sister, I didn't take good care of Fuhui, Wen Wan, I will definitely take good care of her, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of her. “

The Emperor finally put the box back. He actually wanted to know what Su Feng's last words were, but he was afraid to face them. In fact, if he doesn't look at it, he vaguely guesses a point or two in his heart. So, he was afraid to see the contents of the box. In front of Jiang Shan, he can't be affected by feelings. He must choose the most suitable prince. Rather than being influenced by feelings.

In the second competition, Wen Wan won and earned 160,000 for ♀ the third time, Wen Wan was not confident. Because I have no confidence, and I don't want to judge myself to lose before I start, I know that the probability of a sum is not large, so I still use 200,000 to buy a sum. It's also to give yourself a little more confidence. Of course, if she can get along, then she will make a lot of money this time.

On this day, many people came to the Wende Temple. Wen Wan looked at it, how can there be more than thirty people, although the Wende Hall is big enough, she also knows that even if these people are in the main hall, they will not make a sound. Will definitely be quiet enough. But Wen Wan still frowned, how could there be so many people. Wen Wan was reluctant in her heart, with so many people, it was still easy to disturb his mind. Because there are so many people, no matter how quiet you are, you can't keep it quiet enough.

Wen Wan said to Hai Lao, "Sir, there are too many people, noisy." There are very few words, but he deliberately said ♀ it in a hoarse voice, and he was not afraid of being seen by others.

Looking at the people in the hall, he naturally agreed to Wen Wan's point, turned his head to the others, and asked them all to go outside. Therefore, according to the current situation, there should be only two people left≡ of course, Holly is responsible for pouring water for Wen Wan's tea, and there is also a eunuch who is responsible for pouring ♀ water for Ha Lao's tea, which must be left.

Supposedly, the rest of the people must all go out. However, in the end, there was still one person who stayed, and the ♀ person was none other than the gentle teacher, Song Luoyang ♀ was the opportunity he finally won the opportunity, and followed his teacher into the Wende Palace ♀, where he was willing to leave ♀, but what he had been looking forward to, and it was also in his imagination for countless peak duels, where could he miss such an opportunity. Moreover, if you want to wait for the next time, you don't know if it's the Year of the Monkey. He said that he was not idle, and took the initiative to say that he was responsible for passing chess outside.

Hai Lao naturally doesn't matter, and Wen Wan brought it up if there is one more person who has nothing ♀ to do with him, and Wen Wan is afraid of being interfered with. So Hai Lao looked at Wen Wan, and if Wen Wan said that he didn't agree, then he had to let him out. Of course, Wen Wan agreed with him and did not object.

Song Luoyang looked at Wen Wan with a warning in his eyes. If he dared to let him out, he would have to teach this disrespectful student a lesson on the spot.

Wen Wan saw the teacher's warning eyes, where did she dare to say anything against it, and nodded hurriedly. Anyone can be offended, but the teacher can't afford to offend. As a result, Song Luoyang took up the work ♀ of passing chess, which seemed to be a supreme honor for him. Gentle and speechless.

Hai Lao was a little weird, how could he feel that Jiang Shouwang had some scruples about Luoyang ♀, a child who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, how could he be afraid of his students, he must have been dazzled just now, and he was wrong. When people are old, their eyes are no longer good.

The first game: Wen Wan holds the black son, and the old man holds the white child. Wen Wan laughed secretly, could it be that she really believed in the saying of lucky colors. It seems that this mental effect really has to be used

The first game was very difficult, but Wen Wan had already planned that if she wanted not to lose ugly, she had to win in the first set, otherwise the chances of winning would become smaller and smaller in the back.

"Wonderful, this chess is wonderful, it's just a stroke of genius, it's really talented, talented" Those watchers outside carefully analyzed each move, the number of paths taken, and the wonders. Let those who watch marvel at it. The people under the soul do their best, use their hearts and minds; The narrator is also subdued and passionate. The people listening on the side were also fascinated and amazed.

The people who watch chess in the palace all have status and status. Among them, there are more than a dozen scholars with high prestige. There are also several clansmen with high status. Outside the palace, there are various gambling games, and there is a large square ♀, where there are no less than a thousand people waiting.

Every time Xu Zhongran listened to the explanation, he regretted it in his heart: "I really shouldn't have known, I knew that what happened that day, I should have befriended ♀ him and other talents who defy the sky." There will be some earth-shattering achievements in the future. ”

Yan Qixuan clenched his fists when he heard this, and every step was extremely nervous. If Wen Wan was here, he would definitely laugh at him, it was really the emperor who was not in a hurry and the eunuch was in a hurry, this competition was not so much a competition as a feast. A feast of chess masters and chess skills at the peak.

In this game, from the beginning of the morning to the end of noon, it took six hours, and Wen Wan won half a step by a slight advantage. Just say half a step, not half a child. It is this half-step that is also the result of gentleness and tiredness.

On an November day, Wen Wan was still so tired that her forehead was sweating. Holly took the veil, Wen Wan wiped the sweat on her forehead after taking it, took the food and came to eat, and secretly screamed in the ∧, she was really tired, her head was full of black and white, and she was about to go crazy. But, really, very freely, for a long time, or rather, she had never played chess so freely. After finishing the meal, the two continued. Hai Daren was very calm, and he couldn't see any change in his complexion. And gentleness, even calmer.

Instead, Song Luoyang smiled and asked, "Fuxi, how do you feel after the first game?" ”

Wen Wan said angrily: "I don't feel it." ”

Song Luoyang looked at the gentle appearance and laughed. Hai Lao looked at the two of them, why they were so familiar, and doubts flashed in his heart. But there was no time for him to think about it.

The second game: Wen Wan holds the white son, Hai Lao holds the black son ♀ for a plate, Wen Wan has to be cautious, and every time she plays a child, you have to think about it for a long time.

People outside are eagerly discussing, and every time, the outside is analyzing and peeling off its mysteries. The more I looked, the more I praised the talents of the two people in the hall. Among them, everyone admired Jiang Shouwang so much that he threw himself to the ground so quietly, one son and one son fell, and one son ate and one son eaten. It's halfway through the hour (eight o'clock in the evening). Wen Wan wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, not scared, but tired. In the second game, Wen Wan lost and lost three pieces.

Wen Wan actually went down to the back and knew that she couldn't win. But losing three is a good result. After all, the gap still exists.

After dinner, Hai Lao wanted to continue, but Wen Wan was unwilling. What she needs most now is rest. Instead of continuing. If she wants to continue, she is afraid that she will not be able to bear it. If she really continues, Wen Wan thinks it's better to admit defeat directly. Because of this, she is indeed too tired to do it. Where can it hold up the third game.

"Sir, can you continue tomorrow. I'm a little overwhelmed. "Wen Wan is really a little unbearable. From seven o'clock in the morning to eight o'clock now, except for one hour of rest, the whole six hours and twelve hours, the brain has not rested for a minute. And at night, it is also a palace lamp, not an electric lamp, and the light is so dim, where can you afford it. So Wen Wan didn't beat around the bush and said what she meant directly.

"Yes." Hai Lao looked at the young man in front of him, his dark face was a little pale (psychological effect), and he was sweating profusely on his forehead. Knowing that it is really unbearable, it is really difficult to think about it, for three days in a row, every day has to consume mind, playing such a difficult chess, it does consume mental and physical strength, and there are not necessarily a few adults who can afford it, let alone a child. Besides, he also knew that Fuxi Gongzi's body seemed to be bad. I heard that this child came to the capital from Jiangnan to treat his illness. Thinking of this, Hai Lao was a little ashamed.

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