In the spring of March, in the shade of the water, the weeping willows sway gently, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the snow in the sky depicts the dance of the breeze, outlining the intoxicating spring scenery around the ten-mile long pavilion.

In the pavilion is a straw mat, on which three people kneel, two of whom are playing in front of the desk.

The man with the sunspot, surnamed Zhang, and his name Xun, was dressed in light blue clothes, with a linen belt tied around his waist, and an ordinary jade buckle hanging from the belt, and his hair was simply coiled up and hastily tied with a bony hairpin. He bent his back and leaned forward, and if he hadn't put his left elbow against his thigh and his palm on his chin, he would have been lying on the chessboard. He pinched out a sunspot with his right hand, and then popped out his two fingers, above the black and white, and before he could fall, he was attracted by a bird's call, and quickly turned around and looked at the gurgling spring water outside the pavilion.

The person with the white son, surnamed Ji, Mingzheng, was wearing light jujube clothes, with a gold-inlaid belt around his waist, and a famous sword hanging on the left side of the belt - Yan Chi Sword, and a piece of Vermilion Red Jade tied on the right side, his hair was combed very delicately, a golden hairpin passed through the hair, and the black hair was in harmony, he put his hands flat on his thighs, sat upright, staring intently at the chessboard.

There is another person, surnamed Gonghui, his name is ran, he is dressed in white, no belt, no jade pendant, no hairpin, white placket and long hair rise lightly with the wind, he holds a scroll, from time to time overlooking the landscape, and does not care about this black and white dispute.

"Hehe, Xiao Ji is really amazing!"

"Call me Senior Brother!"

"Oops, it's the same." Zhang Xun waved his hand, completely ignoring Ji Zheng's dissatisfaction, and then said: "If my son falls here, I can keep a corner, but I will be late, and you will lead the way later, which is very unfavorable to the overall situation; But if you abandon this sunspot, it will also be a painful loss, difficult to do, difficult to do. ”

"Brother Xun, I think you might as well give up these dying sons in order to get a head start, so that you don't lose the momentum of winning the championship." Ji Zheng leaned forward slightly, but his back was always straight, he stretched out his right hand, pointed to the chessboard, and said with a glance.

Zhang Xun was about to fall, but he raised his fingers again, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity to abandon it......"

Ji Zheng lifted his right sleeve with his left hand, and then pointed two or three points on the plate, and said: "If you don't give up this sunspot, you will lose the opportunity, and you will be restrained step by step after that." Follow my brother, the eldest husband can't care about one-sided gains and losses! ”

"Well, if that is the case, aren't these dying sons husbands? Without helpers, there is no hope of survival, and for them, their own life and death have been given up. ”

Ji Zheng said: "A chess game is a chess game, how can there be such a saying, you are out too much, your mind is not attentive, and you have already lost." ”

Zhang Xun didn't answer, just raised his head and laughed, then took a deep breath and put the child on the plate.

Ji Zheng didn't say anything more, and the two fought dozens of hands, during which Gong Hui ignored the two and still studied on his own.

"Empty hands."

"Empty hands."

At the end of this game, Ji Zheng relaxed his body slightly, but he still knelt in front of the desk. Zhang Xun stood up and stretched, rubbed his knees, he yawned, and said to Gong Wanran with a hippie smile: "Brother Xiao Ran, before the operator, why don't you guess who wins and who loses between me and Xiao Ji?" ”

Gong Wanran glanced at Zhang Xun sideways, and said with a smile: "You two are just operators, what do I have to guess."

Zhang Xun still didn't give up, hooked Gong Wanran's shoulder and said, "Brother Xiao Ran, your chess skills are far better than the two of us, guess?" I guess I'm better than thirty sons. ”

"Why don't you say Baizi?" Ji Zheng frowned slightly, stepped forward and said.

Zhang Xun laughed and said to Gong Wanran: "That's right, then I also guess Baizi, what does Brother Xiao Ran think?" ”

Gong Wanran patted Zhang Xun's shoulder and said softly: "It's really a mouthful, I'll take a look." ”

"Xiao Ji must have lost to me, don't be unconvinced! Ha ha. Zhang Xun laughed.

"Humph!" Ji Zheng was angry with his side face, and turned his head away from looking at Zhang Xun.

Soon, Gong Wanran said: "Ji Zhengsheng and Zhang Xun lost the ninth son." ”

Zhang Xun looked surprised and said unconvinced: "So fast!?" You haven't even laid the math, how do you know? Impossible, I think I won?! ”

"Do the math yourself." With that, Gong Hui left the table to pack his luggage and horses.

The two put the black and white pieces on the chessboard away, and after careful calculation, it was really as Gong Wanran said, and the two said in unison: "Brother Gong Hui is really a master." ”