On the nineth, Kang Long has regrets...

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Luoyang, Huangfu Mansion...

"Shangjiu, Kanglong has regrets..."Huangfu Changming looked up at Fang Liang, pondered, and then picked up the white child and put it on the chessboard.

Huangfu Song's expression moved, and he looked at the layout in the chessboard with a big smile and said: "Now that my army is in control, I will surround you and have heavy guards, you have lost this time!" ”

"Oh?" Huangfu Changming raised his eyes and looked at Huangfu Song and said, "Father is still so confident..."

Huangfu Song excitedly picked up the sunspot, put it on the chessboard, and said with a smile: "What did you just say?" ”

Huangfu Changming picked up a white piece and put it on the chessboard again, and repeated again: "On the nineth, Kanglong has regrets..."

"What does that mean?" Huangfu Song picked up the sunspot and put down the action for a moment, as if he was choosing a time to round up, whether to besiege but not attack, waiting for Huangfu Changming to reveal his flaws and take it in one fell swoop, or to launch a fierce offensive, relying on absolute strength to solve him.

Huangfu Changming leaned lazily on the chair, and said a little boringly: "Zi said: Expensive but no position, high and no people, sages are below and unassisted, and there are regrets with movement." ”

Huangfu Song seemed to have decided, picked up the sunspot and put it on the chessboard, showed a satisfied look, glanced at the still calm and relaxed Huangfu Changming said: "Talk about people!" ”

Huangfu Changming got up and looked at the chess game, revealing a meaningful look and said: "The Nine Emperors said that the dragon that has risen to the limit will have the trouble of calamity, the status is noble and has no foundation, the status is noble and there is no people, and the talented and virtuous are suppressed in the lower strata, and they cannot get their assistance, so they will cause disaster if they take action." ”

"You're saying that this escort will fail?" Huangfu Song showed a solemn look and looked at Huangfu Changmingdao seriously.

Huangfu Changming shook his head, still looking at the chessboard and said: "I'm talking about my father's chess game, you seem to have decided the overall situation, but it's too ostentatious, it's already unpopular with the people, if you attack me, you will definitely cause disaster." ”

When Huangfu Song was said this, he immediately looked at the chessboard worriedly, as if he was a little weak by what Huangfu Changming said, nervously thinking about every step he had taken, and the various plans to be unfolded, and finally laughed and said: "Boy, you bluff me!" ”

Huangfu Changming showed a look of disapproval, yawned, looked at Luoyang City outside the window, sighed and said, "Kanglong has regrets." The surplus will not last long, and the disaster of poverty will also be..."

Huangfu Song's face darkened, and he spoke again: "Speak human words!" ”

Huangfu Changming glanced at his father helplessly and said: "The dragon that rises to the limit will have a disaster, which means that the career will be prosperous and will turn from prosperity to decline, so... Father, beware! ”

After Huangfu Changming finished speaking, he fell a white child, after this white child fell, the whole chess game changed greatly, as if from black to white, Huangfu Song was stupid there, Huangfu Changming held the back of his head with both hands and sat down, and thought deeply: "Kanglong has regrets, and he is very with the times." Qianyuan's "use of nine" is to see the rules of the sky..."

Huangfu Song was a little stunned, muttered, and said a little unconvinced: "But the art of war has clouds, and the method of using war, ten rules to surround it, five to attack it, and multiple times to divide it..."

Huangfu Changming did not deny it at all, and nodded in agreement: "Father is right, but what about the way of heaven and the hearts of the people, which is more important?" ”

Huangfu Song was speechless, and Huangfu Changming continued: "The root of the art of war is the human heart, even if the time of day, the place is favorable, and the time of heaven in the middle of the people, it is just a glimpse of the way of heaven, which can be compared with the real law of the way of heaven..."

After Huangfu Changming finished speaking, after putting down a white son again, he said with great joy: "Father, you are defeated!" ”

Huangfu Song seemed to have discovered something, and said angrily: "Boy, you cheated, from the beginning of the chess game, you ambushed an important chess piece for me, and since then it has fallen into your layout, one wrong step, one wrong step, which has led to the loss of the whole game now!" ”

After Huangfu Song finished speaking, he felt that there was nothing wrong with Huangfu Changming, playing chess was like this, layout, foreshadowing, and even drawing salary from the bottom of the kettle... In the end, Huangfu Song showed a convincing expression and said, "Then what is your heaven?" ”

Huangfu Changming glanced at the chess cards with no interest and said: "The heaven I am in this chessboard is... Hide from the world! ”

"Hahahaha, it's really the waves of the Yangtze River pushing the back waves, my son is really far better than his father!" Huangfu Song laughed and praised Huangfu for his enlightenment.

Huangfu Changming looked at the mansion with a lack of interest, and said a little lonely: "This Ning'er has been in the palace for so long, and she won't go home to see, it's really a big girl, and now I guess I forgot my mother's family!" ”

"Stinky boy, what nonsense? Ning'er, that's home! Huh? Stinky boy, I haven't seen her for a few days, and I'm worried about it, if you have a kind, marry her back and make the palace her maiden home, hahahaha! Huangfu Song knocked Huangfu Changming's head hard, and suddenly thought of something, and looked at Huangfu Changming with great meaning.

Huangfu Changming touched his head aggrievedly, and said with some pain: "Father, if you always knock on your head, you will become stupid!" ”

"Humph! It's good to be silly! You guy is too demonic, he has pressed your father since he was a child playing chess, and he won't let Lao Tzu win a game! Huangfu Song laughed and walked out the door.

Huangfu Changming glared at him fiercely, and said aggrievedly: "That Lao Tzu is looking forward to his son being stupid..."

In the imperial city, on the attic in a remote corner of the West Garden, there are cyan curtains, the entire attic is cyan, the cyan table, the cyan chairs, and even the sheets and walls are cyan, at this time in front of the cyan table, a girl in white, as if she came out of the painting, beautiful face, pretty and slender body, especially at this moment she is holding a cyan brush, depicting something seriously on the canvas...

She frowned from time to time, with a hint of charm in her elegant expression, if anyone saw this twilight, they would be shocked, how could there be such a beautiful woman in the world...

"Your Highness the Princess... This is the painting you want! A beautiful palace maid secretly glanced at the canvas and respectfully raised the scroll in her hand.

The beautiful girl in white put down the cyan brush, stretched her brows, happily took the scroll, and said with obsession in her eyes: "This is the three-person painting of the demon master?" ”

The beautiful palace maid covered her mouth and smiled: "Princess, but she has been following the emperor all the year round, could it be that the painting of the emperor and the princess... Is it okay to not draw a drawing of a demon master? ”

The beautiful girl, carefully open the picture scroll, the characters inside are lifelike, as if they are really alive, very real, she said with a fascinated color: "Although the childe's painting is good, but there is always a trace of aura, and the painting of the demon master is not only full of aura, the characters he draws, just like really appearing in front of you, are fascinating!" ”

The beautiful palace maid secretly laughed a few times and looked at the canvas, it was a man in Tsing Yi, his body contour, temperament, and image made this palace maid think of a person, that is, Huangfu Changming, but what puzzled him was that this man in Tsing Yi had no face...