(1021), complete disadvantage
- To untie the bell, you still have to tie the bell, but the person who tied a rope to Chen Jiu's heart, maybe he doesn't know it, maybe he knows, but thinks that he told her that she won't come back, which is the best way to untie it. Unexpectedly, for Chen Jiu, he was not loosening, but tightening again.
Seeing that the guy had gone out and walked away, Chen Jiuzheng's thoughts and troubles were temporarily interrupted, and he no longer continued to sit in the house, but walked to the courtyard where the two houses were side by side.
The people of this northland town are simple, but even for the size of the town's residents, most of the houses in the town are low and dilapidated. In order to take into account the safety issue, Chen Jiu originally wanted to rent a house with a courtyard, but he couldn't find a house with such conditions in this town, so he finally rented half of the courtyard of an inn.
Of course, Lin Shan's residence can accept her unconditionally, but after taking care of Lin Shan day and night for almost two years, and seeing that he has almost recovered, she suddenly made this request to live separately. Lin Shan saw that she had lost weight and was very emaciated after two years of hard work, and he was afraid that she would be left to worry about fatigue again, so not only did he not stop her, but also gave her great support, and the other people in the residence naturally didn't have to say anything.
Of course, she also knew that this was Lin Shan's good intentions to worry about her, but at first she only returned here to rest for a month or two, and then opened a small winery in the town, and then often went back and forth between the winery and Lin Shan's residence, but rarely returned to this private residence in the town inn.
I didn't expect that a year later, I would return to live here for this reason.
Maybe wait a few days for the forest cedar to leave the Northland. I don't have to go to that residence at all, and I really have to live in this private house rented in a small town inn all the time.
Standing under a blooming flower tree in the middle of the courtyard, Chen Jiu raised his head slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the tip of a branch, where there was a budding bell flower. Compared with the full bloom of the tree, the color of the buds is lighter and not so showy, but it is also because of this that it is particularly tender and moving.
No matter what kind of flower it is, it will soon wither and decay after blooming, falling into the mud and being trampled on. It's sometimes in a certain state of mind. People are more pity and joy in the beauty of the bud waiting to bloom and be ashamed.
Some people will cut off the flower branches, bring them back to the greenhouse and insert them in delicate porcelain vases, moisten them with wet mist and carefully prune them to prolong the flowering period; There are also people, such as the forest cedar from many years ago. I always like to drink some apricot blossom wine every day. The floral aroma is combined in the mellow aroma of the wine. It seems to be preserved for a longer period of time in another way...... But there are so many flowers in the world, not every bouquet can meet flower cherishers, and most of them still fall into the quagmire after the failure.
Although a few days off. She didn't do anything, she didn't see anyone, but Chen Jiu's mood was even more depressed, looking at this spring scene that can make people imagine beautifully, her heart was a scene of flowers killing in the cold autumn wind.
"Linghua is thanks, Chunhong is in a hurry."
She stared blankly at the flower bud, so distracted that a young man who looked like a scholar also walked under the flower tree. It wasn't until he chanted softly that she came back to her senses, was slightly surprised, and subconsciously took half a step back.
The young man's facial features are relatively ordinary, not handsome, and his face is a little pale, and he seems to be slightly disturbed. However, when he looks at things or people, his eyes are steady, impartial, and his eyes are peaceful. He was dressed in a plain cloth shirt, his hair was not crowned, and he was meticulously tied with a cloth belt of ordinary texture, and he also stepped on a pair of mille-feuille cloth shoes under his feet.
In this remote town, even if the residents of the town are simple, after all, this is close to the border fortress, and the neighbor is Beiyan, a country that is accustomed to border army robbery and notoriety, so it is indeed necessary to be simple and low-key during walking. However, this light dress was attached to this young man, which was very consistent with his temperament, and it didn't seem like it was deliberate.
Seeing that the old wine seemed to be slightly disturbed, the young man's eyes pressed down slightly, and he smiled instantly, raised his hand, but did not say a word.
Seeing this, Chen Jiu did not pretend to be reserved anymore and returned the courtesy, but she, like this young man, was only silent.
Chen Jiu had been in the Dongfeng Building in Kyoto for more than ten years, and the ability to recognize people with a pair of discerning eyes had already been exercised, and after looking directly at the scholar from the front for a moment, she found that this person should actually be twenty-six or seven years old. It's just that this person's face is a little strangely pale, his jaw has no beard, and he may not need to run for a living, he has been living in a relatively stable environment, and there are no traces of vicissitudes on his face, so it is easy for people to misjudge his age at first glance.
When a man of this age appears in this town, dressed in clothes that are obviously out of place with the townspeople, he is obviously not a local, and the reason for his coming to this deserted place may not be as simple as that of a curious and strong-blooded young man.
Chen Jiu's gaze was a little farther away, and he saw two people standing a few steps away.
A young man with a knife hanging behind his waist, with deep facial features, resolute eyes, and hidden might, even if he doesn't bring the waist knife that does not leave the handle, he can give people a strong feeling of martial arts. Another middle-aged man, between thirty and forty years old, has three turns of beard, a hair tied on the top of his head, wears a wooden hairpin, a pair of cloud eyebrows flowing into the sideburns, the pupils are black and moist and shiny, there is no one who has reached the turbidity of middle age, quite a bit of a Taoist who cultivates in the deep mountains and picks dew for food.
The outfits of these two men are also incompatible with the atmosphere of the town, and they are obviously from the gentle-eyed scholar all the way.
From time to time, the eyes of the young man holding the knife lit up on the scholar under the flower tree, and it seemed that he was most likely the scholar's bodyguard. The middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist had a straight waist, tied his hands behind his back, and his eyes fell on the flower tree, looking at his frank and leisurely appearance, as if he had learned some heavenly opportunity through the flowerβhe and the scholar might be friends of mentorship and friend.
The inn rented by Chen Jiu, although the source of customers is very thin, is still different from the private house, and it is still possible to receive a few orders of business every month, and it is common for passers-by to live in and rest for a day or two. It's just that Chen Jiu rarely comes back to live here, so he is a little surprised when he sees strange travelers.
But. Compared with the local people's customs, the temperament of these three travelers is inevitably too special.
But this only made Chen Jiu pay more attention to it, and the passers-by were in a hurry, there were contacts and contacts, one-sided fate, what does it have to do with himself?
Suddenly, a sudden wind arose, and the branches of the flowers and trees were swaying. Those flowers that droop like Jin Ling are close to the edge of blooming and failing, the stalks are ripe and soft, how can they withstand such a toss, and I don't know how many Ling-like flowers that could have been nostalgic for a long time on the branches are falling in an instant. The flowers rain like fog and charming eyes. It also blurred the vision of the two people standing in the middle of it looking at each other.
Both of them were slightly stunned.
It's not because of the sudden rain of petals that creates a certain atmosphere. Let two people be moved by each other. In fact, the experience of these two people in half their lives has long passed the age when it is easy to move their hearts with a scene and a glance. What's more, the scholar is like the temperament of an ancient well and a deep pool, and Chen Jiu has long been concerned about one person, and he has no other thoughts.
The two of them only remembered a familiar fragment from each other's blurred figures.
"Helpless. Cold rain in the morning. Late wind. The sentence with a slightly helpless and sad context was chanted by the scholar again. It is the next paragraph of the sentence "Chunhong is too hurried".
However, unlike before, although the melancholy meaning of this sentence has not changed a word, the scholar only read this sentence after a while. His mood seemed to change suddenly, and his tone was full of joy.
This made Chen Jiu, who was standing closest to him, feel quite strange, and her eyes moved slightly, and she was also slightly surprised to see the two fellow travelers of the scholar a few steps away.
After reading the second half of the small order, the scholar faced the sparse crown of the flower tree and the spring red, and said with a smile: "Linghua has a spirit." "It's a deep one.
He seems to attach more importance and respect to flowers and trees than to people. Although there are indeed such people in the world, most of whom are hermits with high temperaments, it is not without reason that hermits are close to natural things. But in the blink of an eye, this scholar grew up with this flower and tree that he did not plant and take care of, and he would not stay here for long, the two have nothing to do with each other, why should he respect it?
Just when Chen Jiu couldn't help but wonder in his heart, the guy who was called Ah Sheng among the few guys in this inn trotted in, first glanced at the courtyard, and then took two steps closer to the young man with a knife, nodded and said very respectfully: "This uncle, your little horse has already served the forage and led it to the door to wait." β
The young man with the knife nodded, took out a grain of broken silver from the narrow sleeve that was cut and fitted to his body, and gave it to the innkeeper, and at the same time said: "With Brother Lao's care for the past few days, this is the housing fee and the road fee, and I will hand it over to you together." β
Of course, Chen Jiu knows the cost of renting a room in this inn in the town, and the one who rewards the guys to run errands is called the Runlu fee, and she also knows that although the short-term rent is more expensive than the long-term rental, the young waiter with a knife seems to be too generous.
While thinking about this, Chen Jiu also thought that from the words of the young man with the knife, it was known that the three of them had been living in this inn for a few days, but they did not know anything about themselves, and she was really surprised when she heard it.
Could it be that my heart has been so deep these days? If I continue like this, I am afraid that I will be tired and sick, thinking of this, Chen Jiu is full of melancholy, and I can't help but sigh lightly.
Hearing this soft sigh, the scholar who was about to turn around and leave the inn with the two fellow travelers walked slightly, he looked sideways at Chen Jiu, as if he had something to say, and after a moment of silence, he only asked lightly: "Forgive me for taking the liberty of daring to ask the girl, do you know how many ways to pick flowers?" β
Chen Jiu was slightly stunned.
When the two of them greeted each other just now, they didn't see that he was willing to say one more word, and when it was time to leave, he suddenly asked?
As soon as this question sounds, the motivation for the question and the answer are a bit questionable.
How can an adult not know how to pick flowers? And how many complicated methods are there for picking flowers?
If it weren't for the fact that the scholar in front of him seemed to have a gentle temperament and deep eyes, and suddenly asked him for advice on how to pick flowers from a strange woman who had seen him one-sidedly, if he met a woman with a sensitive heart, it would be difficult not to think about him with a certain kind of villain.
But this scholar not only asked a strange question, but also looked at the serious look on his face when he asked the question, as if he was really puzzled by how to pick a flower, and as if he wanted to pick a flower, such an ordinary thing really had a kaleidoscopic approach, and he was troubled for a long time how to choose, and was forced to ask the living.
However, since Chen Jiu and this person are only superficial, although she has doubts in her heart, she answered the simplest meaning, and lightly opened her lips and said two words: "A." β
"Hmm......" the scholar hesitated. Then he waved shallowly, "Thank you, girl." β
With that, he turned around and left the courtyard with his two fellow travelers.
Walking out of the inn gate, the three of them stepped on their mounts, and on the saddles hung the water bladders prepared by the innkeepers. The sturdy horse shook its head and tail, full of energy, and when it saw the return of its master, it wanted to run wildly. But when they did not leave the immediate vicinity of the town's houses, the three riders pressed the reins in their hands slightly, and ran without fanfare. Just walking in small steps on the dilapidated and potholed stone streets of the town.
The town has a limited street width. From time to time, there are farmers walking on the left and right sides of the street carrying farm tools and preparing to go to the fields for spring ploughing, which occupies some of the width, and it is more and more difficult to accommodate three horses in parallel. The young man with the knife took the initiative to take five steps behind, allowing the middle-aged man who was quite a bit of a fairy to ride side by side with the scholar.
The middle-aged man who looked like a cultivator also happened to have doubts. When he rode slowly on the scholar's shoulder, he said slowly: "Brother Xian's question just now is quite meaningful. It's just that why did you ask a strange woman? β
"There's not just one way to pick flowers." The plain scholar smiled. "I should ask Brother Fang, this is the wise choice."
"Hehe, the virtuous brother misinterpreted. The foolish brother did not mean that the woman was clumsy. The middle-aged man touched his beard and smiled, and then said, "There is indeed only one way to pick flowers, if you want to ask me, I will only answer like this." It's just that the woman's delicate beauty is compared to the appearance of the flower and the moon, and you directly ask a woman how to pick flowers, aren't you afraid of annoying the beauty? β
When the scholar heard this, he seemed to directly ignore the half of the words spoken by the middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest, but suddenly became very interested in the method of picking flowers, and immediately expressed his opinion: "I don't think so. There are many ways to get a flower out of the branches. For example, if I have the heart to pick flowers, I can get a full load. β
The middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest laughed when he heard this, but there was no contempt in his laughter, as if he had found something interesting, and the laughter came from the heart. After a while, he said with a smile: "Take the hand as the pick, rely on the sickle as the cut, and bear the wind...... It is to scrape off the flowers, it turns out that there are several ways to pick the flowers you asked, but in fact, what you ask is not the way and process of acquisition, but the result of obtainment. The results can be in the tens of millions, but there is only one form. β
The scholar frowned without leaving a trace, then smiled with emotion and said: "You, a Taoist priest, are no different from a certain guy who often talks about Buddhist mantras, and it seems that it is wise that I didn't ask you just now." β
The middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest ignored the disrespectful words that suddenly appeared in the scholar's words, and did not speak again, his bright eyes glowed with a deep meaning under his slightly lowered eyelids with a smile.
The scholar avoided ignoring the second half of what he just said, not because he didn't care, but because he was also hiding half of the sentence, and he wouldn't reveal it until he avoided the martial artist behind him.
For this point, the middle-aged man who has been enlightened for many years can faintly feel it, so the question he asked just now was just another test, and when he was sure that the scholar was hiding something and it was inconvenient to speak, he could devise a strategy and make an appointment with the scholar to speak alone.
The young man who followed him unhurriedly did not know about the tacit agreement reached by the two men riding side by side in a few gossips, and he only thought that the scholar in plain clothes had been with the monk hermit for a long time, so that he had slightly changed his former unthinking temperament, and often said some vague and unpredictable words.
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When the three horsemen who were moving slowly dozens of steps away came out of the archway in front of the town, they really raised the reins and whips, the horses spread their hooves, and the three horses galloped into a cigarette on the dirt road out of the town, and quietly followed all the way to the old wine near the entrance of the town before the figure appeared from behind a house wall.
Not only does the backstage owner of Kyoto's Dongfeng House have a lot of status, but the reason why this pleasure place can be sheltered by big people is also because it has a special role in Kyoto.
Chen Jiu, who was once in charge of all the peripheral affairs of Dongfeng Building, in addition to being extremely trained in her ability to recognize people, her ability to track people has also been honed to a certain extent.
Although because of her weak martial arts, her tracking skills are certainly not as good as the group of "cat people and bird people" in the second group managed by Lin Shan, but it is only a small part of the road, and the person being followed is on a broad road, and it is of course more than enough to follow all the way down without being noticed.
Standing at the intersection and looking at the rapidly moving smoke and dust on the dirt road, Chen Jiu recalled the figure she had seen the scholar on horseback just now. A little surprised by her final inference, after a moment, she regretted that she hadn't seized the opportunity just now, and used the excuse of letting the scholar leave a few ink treasures.
Walking back to the inn in a daze, as soon as Chen Jiu stepped into the threshold with his front feet, he saw Ah Sheng, the guy running the hall, walking over with a smile on his face. He had just received a big reward from the young resident, and he had been happy until this time, and the smile on his face was not gone, which was normal.
The only short-term rental guest in the inn left the store and left, and the guy was also free, and Chen Jiu looked at the appearance of this Ah Sheng going out. Eighty percent of them want to go to the small restaurant in the town to satisfy their hunger. I didn't care, I just said hello to him casually.
But just as she was passing by, she suddenly had another thought in her heart and stopped Ah Sheng. Wen Yan asked: "Ah Sheng." When did those three guests come in? How did I not notice it at all? β
"The next day you came back to stay. Those three guests have arrived, and you really haven't heard a trace of movement? The innkeeper Ah Sheng was puzzled at first, and then he said to himself: "But...... Those three guests can be regarded as the youngest people who have ever seen the most Sven. Treat people gently and speak in a crepe-like manner, unlike the tone that some people are accustomed to shouting and shouting. The three guests are also quite particular about washing and eating, and they are meticulous, not like some people pushing and moving so loudly that even people on the street can hear them staying in the hotel......"
Chenjiu has opened a winery in the town, and the wine is very tasteful, and the guy of this inn, Ah Sheng, also knows it, and has visited it many times in the past year. Usually Chen Jiu saw that he was also half an acquaintance of Pingshui, and he often grew up with some catties and taels, and after a little time, Ah Sheng didn't treat her as an outsider, and some complaints in his heart were said in front of her.
Chen Jiu smiled in his eyes, and although he listened to what he said later, although it was all trivial nonsense, he didn't interrupt immediately, and only said secretly in his heart: The role of silver is really not monotonous, and the fastest thing to buy people's hearts is profit, and it is the same in this remote town.
"Uh...... That's it......" It wasn't until Dao exhausted the prejudice and anger he received from some of the guests that Ah Sheng realized that he seemed to have talked too much and was useless. With an embarrassed smile, he carefully considered it before he said: "Forgive the little faux pas, looking at the way you have been worried these days, you don't even care about the winery, you may really ignore a lot of things that happened around you." β
"That's the case...... Chen Jiu smiled faintly, "It's okay, you can go on your own business." β
Ah Sheng nodded and turned around and was about to leave, but for some reason he turned back again, and said hesitantly: "The little one saw you chasing you out just now, and you were anxious, could it be ...... Do you know those three guests? β
"It's a mistake." Chen Jiu said perfunctorily, and when she was about to turn around, she suddenly stopped, looked at Ah Sheng's face, and said: "It's also a little strange, it's rare to see a guest like them, so I can't help but be more careful." Ah Shengna, a big reward like this, you should pay attention to it when you take it. β
This reason was a little reluctant, but Ah Sheng felt the kind reminder of Chen Jiu, and did not think about it, but only sincerely admitted: "The little one has been taught, thank you for your advice." β
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Chen Jiu was silent and melancholy in the inn residence for a few days, until today when she met the strange scholar under the flower tree, and in the rain of flowers that blurred her vision, she caught a familiar image from the scholar, and she suddenly had the idea of walking out of her house and going to another house.
I didn't expect that the one who shook his almost frozen mind out of the cracks would be a stranger.
When she was still a hundred steps away from Lin Shan's residence, Chen Jiu saw the unfancy but extremely familiar doorway, and looked at the two doormen at the door who could teach their names with just a vague glance, and even easily count their favorite meals, although it was only three days after the interval had not arrived, she couldn't help but feel an inexplicable feeling in her heart, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy or afraid.
When she walked closer than ten steps, the two extremely astute doormen at the door also recognized her, but although the two doormen were dressed as domestic servants to the outside, they obeyed military orders, and they would not move their posts, so they only stood on both sides of the doorway and smiled at her.
When Chen Jiu stepped up the stone steps, the two doormen exchanged a few words, then retreated to both sides, and only spread one hand to make a gesture of inviting in.
The wine will enter and exit this secret abode of the forest cedar without any hindrance, and there is no need to send someone to guide the way.
However, when these two guards saw the old wine that they hadn't seen for many days, they actually had a big doubt in their hearts. They wanted to know if the old wine was not here these days, nor was it in the small winery in the town. Where did that go, and what did it do? You must know that in their impression, the old wine does not seem to have "disappeared" like this, the winery is still this courtyard, and her figure will always be in one of them.
But they didn't ask, for they could see that Chenjiu's face was slightly haggard.
The thing that can make her sad is obviously not the wine shop she opened in the town that has a lot of customers but was voluntarily closed by her, but probably related to their boss, Lord Lin, who seems to have an abnormal temperament these days. And if Chen Jiu's sadness is related to Lord Lin, no one needs to remind him of anything, and no matter how curious anyone is, all the guards in the residence will consciously choose to shut up.
But. They shut up, though, "well-behaved". But after Chen Jiu was alone for a few days, his nerves unconsciously became sensitive, and he felt that these people who knew him well suddenly became "silent", and a not quite right atmosphere was obvious.
But she didn't pay much attention to the little details. I only briefly inquired about Lin Shan's physical condition today. and the usual diet for the past few years. He got where he should be at the moment, and went to find someone alone.
In fact, the residence occupies a small area, only two courtyards. In addition to the two main halls. The rest of the living room, utility room, corner room, etc., totaled no more than twenty-four compartments, and the doorman did not have to be as meticulous as he was to report the location of the prisoner. It's just that they want to say a few more words to Chen Jiu, but they feel that her expression is different, and it is difficult to say anything else, so they have to talk a few more words on this kind of topic that can be said or not.
Thinking that the separation was imminent, even the guards in the residence were reluctant to give up on this hard-working, kind and wise wine sister.
But when I think about my own adult, I really don't know how he raised it in his heart.
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In fact, there is no need for the guidance of the doorman, if Chen Jiu wants to find Lin Shan, the first place he will go is his study.
But when she reached the old place, she was astonished by what she saw.
The study is long gone, but the houses next to each other are still there, so the scene looks a bit like a row of tooth bones missing a door. The original study was demolished, and the stone bricks, tiles, and beams were all sorted and laid aside, and three piles were piled up, but it seemed that they were to be rebuilt immediately, because several familiar guards had changed into burlap robes, with their sleeves up to their elbows, acting as masons, and were squatting on the foundation of the original study to build the foundation of the wall.
A guard in charge of carrying the plaster just turned around and saw Chen Jiu, he was slightly stunned and then smiled happily, and called "Sister Wine", and the rest of the guards who were squatting down to scrape the ashes with a brick knife and clanging were busy looking up when they heard the sound, and then they stood up one after another, with almost the same happy smile on their faces, and a few "Sister Wine" called.
Chen Jiu nodded, and then asked, "It's only been a few days, what's wrong with the study?" β
A guard said helplessly: "If someone wants to, no matter how good the house is, it won't be like playing if it is demolished." β
Another guard continued, "However, it is only necessary to rebuild a house, and a few of us can complete it in less than half a day. β
The twenty or so guards in the residence, in addition to their superb martial arts, half of them also have the ability to scout and scout, and the other half have learned the skills of masons.
Don't ignore these masons, they mainly learn the ability of the military fort cantonment, and have been trained in harsh environments, and can build the fortress wall several feet high without the need for a ruler line, and at the same time have speed. In addition to their ability to build buildings, their keen eye for architecture can also help them to delve deeper into some information about enemy fortresses when they are on patrol outposts.
Chen Jiu also knew about this, but it was only today that she had the privilege of confirming which guards were who knew how to do the masonry.
Let these people repair a private house, so simple that it can be easily reached. But they probably didn't even think that before leaving this small town in the Northland, Lord Lin would really let them try the feeling of repairing a private house. Therefore, although it was a very simple matter, the few of them somehow ignited a great enthusiasm, and naturally reached a unanimous decision without words and deliberations, and used all their skills to leave a trace of their uniqueness in this town.
Chen Jiu had seen the process of renovating the Dongfeng Building in Kyoto from the inside out, which was somewhat similar to the scene in front of her, so she was surprised: Do these people want to build a study into a fortress with the function of defending against enemies? However, due to the limited space space, this is absolutely impossible.
Seeing that Chen Jiu's eyes were full of suspicion, several guards thought that she was going to ask where Lin Shan was, and one of them pointed her to the East Corner Courtyard.
Chen Jiu was actually about to ask Lin Shan directly about the study. He no longer lingered beside the rebuilt study. Moving to the East Corner Courtyard, the courtyard is not large, but it is full of evergreen pines and cypresses, which is quite quaint.
Most of these pines and cypresses transplanted by the guards in their leisure time to the countryside and mountains are as dense as a cover, and at this time, it is the season of new pine branches, and a cluster of light green pine needles has newly grown on the top of the dark blue old pine needles, and the pine needles that are also verdant but overlapping with light and dark are like cattails. Looking at the new and old pine needles that seemed to be blooming like flowers, Chen Jiu suddenly remembered the question that the scholar under the flower tree in the inn asked her seriously not long ago.
How many ways are there to deharvest flowers?
How to deflorate ......
A few strands of old pine needles that had been squeezed out by the new pine needles fell gently in the breeze, and the thoughts flashed in Chenjiu's mind, as if he was very close to the answer that was gradually becoming clearer.
But at this moment. A gentle voice came from the bevel. Suddenly it disturbed the thought in her mind that was about to take shape.
"Doctor Wu, if you don't move again, I may have to accompany you to become a stone man."
"Don't rush, don't you think I'm here?"
"Are you really here?"
"Oops! There is no way to return to the sky, there is no way to return to the sky......"
The wine looked slightly away from the place where the sound came. Only to find that Lin Shan and the former imperial doctor Wu Xue were sitting under the tree and talking. Or maybe the two had been too engaged before they spoke. The smoke of the war is all in the consciousness. Therefore, although the game is sitting on the opposite side, it is as quiet as no one; Or maybe I just watched the replacement of the old and the new pine needles, and I was so distracted for a moment that I ignored the two people who were only about ten steps away.
The cypress branches are as dense as a cover. The shade of the stone table below is shady, if in the middle of summer, this is indeed a good place to cool and sleep, otherwise the few guards in the residence will not aim at this courtyard, and spend so much effort to select and transplant these rare and dense old pines from the sparsely wooded mountains in the suburbs.
But it's only late spring, and the climate in this northerner town isn't as warm as in the south, so sitting in such a thick shade will inevitably feel a little cool.
Wu Xue seemed to have made a mistake, and the expression on his face was both a little regretful and a little unwilling. Maybe this move was unexpected, so his emotions fluctuated a little, and he forgot his manners for a while, and couldn't sit still on the stone bench, so he jumped up and squatted on the stone bench, kicking the cotton ball cushion that was originally resting on the stone bench to prevent the squeezing to the ground.
He looked a little like a monkey climbing a rockery and looking down the mountain, but his condescending perspective still couldn't change the defeat caused by a mistake on the chessboard.
Wu Ze rubbed his palms a little anxiously, and shouted a few times in a row, "Returning to the heavens", and Lin Shan, who was playing against him, finally couldn't help but remind: "Doctor Wu, this kind of verbal habit can't be formed. You are a doctor, and when you go to a house to practice medicine, you suddenly say, 'There is no way to return to heaven', and no matter how good-tempered people are, I am afraid that they will change their faces and drive you out of the house with a broom." β
"I know this......" Wu Ze stared at the chessboard, verbally agreeing quickly, but there was no 'I know and understand' on his face. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly looked up at the man sitting with his hands in his sleeves on the opposite side and smiling, and said angrily: "You know how to urge, you see, I made a mistake, and now I will lose to you again!" β
Lin Shan smiled and said: "A game of chess can be stalemate to this stage, and you are still glorious even if you are defeated." β
"Victory is victory, defeat is defeat, I recognize everything." Wu Ze said very seriously, "Hmph, there is victory in defeat, I finally see the cunning of your victories again and again!" Again, this time I'll be calm enough to beat you once! β
As soon as he finished speaking, he was ready to collect the chess pieces.
A wry smile crept up the corner of Lin Shan's eyes, and another plate would have to be consumed for half an hour, to say the least. His mind was racing rapidly, and he suddenly said, "Doctor, the speed at which you admit defeat is too fast, and it is not your turn to play the next game." β
When Wu Ze heard this, he let go of his hand picking the chess pieces as soon as he dropped his fingers, and said with a slightly surprised expression: "It's impossible, looking at this formation, it will be difficult for me to win again." β
"That's it, I'll swap hands with you." Lin Shan stared at him and said seriously: "The third son will decide the winner, if I turn the situation down for you, today's hand talk will end here, what do you think?" β
Wu Xue hesitated and said, "The third son ......"
Lin Shan nodded, and said, "I can't think too much, there is so little room on the chessboard." β
Wu Ze no longer hesitated, and immediately responded: "Then you are optimistic, I will take your last territory with one son!" β
He doesn't care that because of the change of players, his current advantages are actually all derived from Lin Shan's step-by-step in the first half, and his so-called "last territory" is actually tossed out by himself. He just immediately turned proud, thinking that he could win steadily this time, not only to be mentally successful, but also to have a reason to fight with Lin Shan again.
It's just that to his great surprise, he fell with one son, and then the momentum created by the first few strokes caused a strong impact on the opponent's chess array, but he didn't really win all the opponent's positions with one son, as he said-
(To be continued......)