The old fourteen are good.,This is a strange thing.,Interesting.,Presumably it's going to fish in troubled waters.,It's a pity.,This master has no strength at hand.,In addition to looking for the old eight to fight the autumn wind,I'm afraid there's no other way to think about it.,Hey,I don't know how the old eight will do it.,Looking forward to it!

Looking at Yinzhen's back that rushed out, Hongqing's eyebrows immediately raised, and he instantly guessed where the old fourteen's thoughts were, and his heart couldn't help but feel hot - although it is temporarily impossible to judge what kind of action Yinzhen will take after learning the news, but the sudden decrease in the pressure of the Chengjun Wangfu is an ironclad thing, not for anything else, just because pulling Yinren off the horse is the most enthusiastic thing for the brothers, this egg is exposed to the cracks, how can a group of flies not smell the smell of the reason to rush forward, at this delicate time, Who still has the mind to make things difficult for the father and son of Chengjun Wang.

Well? What is this guy......

Thinking about the situation of a large group of flies biting eggs, the corners of Hongqing's mouth couldn't help but pick, revealing a slightly obscene smile, and when he was secretly happy, he suddenly saw a middle-aged four-grade official wearing lapis lazuli and wearing flying goose supplements at the door, followed by a Goshha holding a chessboard and chess box, his face was tight, and it really made Hongqing stunned - don't look at Hongqing in this study for only two months, but all the Manchu and Han teachings, whether it is the internal rhyme of teaching literature, or the external rhyme of teaching martial arts, Or the Hanlin who teaches scriptures, Hongqing is already familiar with each other, and he has never seen the one in front of him, and he can't help but mutter.

"I've seen you, sir."

Regardless of whether you know each other or not, it's all Mr. anyway, and the etiquette that should be there is indispensable, although she is muttering to herself in her heart, but Hongqing's etiquette is very thoughtful, and the smile on her face is extraordinarily sincere.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, the little prince, please sit down, the old man March, Lord Liang, who taught the text today, is sick, and he took a temporary leave, let the old man take a class, hehe, the little prince won't be surprised, right?"

The middle-aged official was obviously a first-time teacher, and in the face of Hongqing's gift, he looked quite uncomfortable, and after being obviously stunned for a moment, he hurriedly shook his hand and explained a few words with a dry smile.

March? Adversity......

As soon as he heard that someone claimed to be Ma Qi, Hongqing's eyes immediately lit up, not for anything else, just because Hongqing knew too well what kind of person the master in front of him was, don't look at it Now he is only a fourth-grade Taichang Temple Shaoqing, but the official behind him has risen rapidly, and in a few years, he has risen to the high position of a scholar of Wuyingdian who is a very popular minister, and the speed is simply a few points faster than riding a rocket, and I don't know how many powerful people in the court are envious.

"How dare the kid, Mr. Fucha (Ma Qi's surname) has a family history, and he is a pillar of the dynasty, and the kid can be taught by Mr. face-to-face, and he is fortunate to have three lives."

Although it is not clear where the true connotation of Ma Qi's appearance here is, it is known that this person will definitely soar in the future, and he is also one of the key figures in the last years of the Kangxi Dynasty.

"The little prince is polite, polite, I really don't dare to be old, sit, sit."

People like to listen to good words, and March is of course no exception, especially if these words are still from a childish mouth, which makes March feel even more comfortable, but March is still self-aware - as far as learning is concerned, he March is still a little capable of asking himself, but it is really compared with Hu Ren and other great Confucians, it is really too far away, as for the official position, but it is only four products, the so-called pillars of the dynasty, and he Ma Qi is not able to get along, and he Ma Qi is not able to get along, and he is ashamed, I can't help but blush slightly, He could only smile awkwardly and waved his hand to signal Hongqing to take a seat.

"Mr. Xie."

As soon as he saw March's embarrassment, Hongqing smiled secretly in his stomach, but his face was full of humility, and after thanking him, he sat down upright, looking at Marche with an expectant face, and listened to the instructions respectfully.

"This, ah, the sage has the six arts of Yun Junzi, and Yun Yaren has four good, I want to come to the little prince to know, the old man will not say much, the six arts must be taught, the old man does not dare to do it, as for the four good Yaren, the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, the old man only knows a little chess, and now he is a substitute, so he will use this as a substitute, I don't know what the little prince wants?"

March came here today to be temporarily entrusted, and there was no preparation for class, and he was going to be done with a few casual flickering, but he didn't expect to be Hongqing wearing a stack of high hats first, and then receiving Hongqing's big gifts, since it was not good to fool around, the problem is that he didn't bring the goods in his stomach, and it was not impossible for him to talk, but he was afraid that if the explanation went wrong, if it was really passed out, it was not a fun thing, and he had no choice but to flicker away.

Gotcha, this old man is here to mess around!

Don't look at Hongqing It hasn't been long since he came to the study, but the rules inside have long been figured out, although Go is also one of the compulsory courses, but it is only the chess attendants who are enshrined in the inner court that they are qualified to teach.

"Please sir."

Hongqing is small, but his scheming is not small at all, although his stomach is full of slander, but he is extremely humble on his face, and he did not point out Ma Qi's bad intentions, but bowed down and replied humbly.

"Well, okay, has the little prince ever learned chess?"

Seeing Hongqing respectfully like this, Ma Qi's uneasy heart calmed down a lot, and he stroked the long beard on his chest, nodded very gratifyingly, and asked with a smile.

"I've learned some rules, I'm ignorant, and I ask Mr. for advice."

Go this thing, Hongqing is no stranger to it, when he was in elementary school, it coincided with the popularity of Go, I don't know how many parents have enrolled their children in the Go class, Hongqing is also one of them, not to mention, with extraordinary IQ, Hongqing really played not badly, almost embarked on the road of professional Go, but unfortunately later fell seriously ill, so that he missed the provincial chess academy trials, and had to only play Go as a hobby, just like that, he also casually made an amateur seven-dan certificate, the most conspicuous place in the dormitory, When the girl came to the house, Haosheng showed off a few times, and when I heard March talk about Go, my hand was really a little itchy, but when I should pretend to be humble, Hongqing did not hesitate to show it again.

"Well, it's good to practice, one way of chess, the first is the rules, the second is more practice, since the little prince knows the rules, then practice a game, so let's do it, the old man is not bullied, just spare the four sons of the little prince first, so it can be done?"

Ma Qi has no hobbies, neither love money, nor good women, just like to play a few games of chess, nothing on weekdays, always like to find a master to learn a few games, although its chess skills are far less than today's few national players enshrined in the court, but it is also quite good, in the court and the officials are rare opponents, this time is to mix, this listen to Hongqing understands the rules of chess, simply even exempt from teaching, directly put the chessboard on the copywriting in front of Hongqing, dragged a chair casually, a flirt with the hem of the official robe, sat down, Laughing and discussing.

How is it? You've always sat down, can you still play this chess? Even if it's a mess, you have to be a little virtuous, right?

For Ma Qi's ******** to mix up today's teaching, Hongqing really couldn't cry or laugh, but it was not easy to say no, so he could only respectfully reach out and pick up the lid on the chess box, take out five white chess pieces, and put one on each of the four star positions, and put the last one on the lower right star, and at the end, waved his hand and said the word "please".

"Well, the little prince has a good sense of the overall situation, and this chess hand is quite a national player, good!"

As soon as I saw Hongqing's first hand was to seize the big field, Ma Qi couldn't help but be stunned, you must know that in the situation of the handicap, the low hand is often three or three to guard the corner, in order to occupy the ground, there are few such elegant chess as Hongqing, but, strange is strange, March didn't take it to heart, smiled and praised Hongqing, but his subordinates were not slow, picked up a sunspot and went to the lower right corner of three or three points, posing to take the meaning of the field.

"Huh? Okay, don't fight for the gains and losses of one city and one place, the little prince is so courageous!"

Hongqing didn't respond to March's point at all, and directly played on the star point on the left chessboard, which suddenly made Marchie stunned again, but he still didn't care much about Hongqing's big move, and after praising Hongqing, he unceremoniously placed a son in the lower left three or three.

"Okay, the little prince's chess style is elegant, not bad, not bad!"

"Well, this hand has a little taste, yes, yes!"

……

"Hmm, this move, this, this ......"

……

Hongqing neither paid attention to March's comments, nor did he follow March's pace, his hands were so fast that every time Marche thought for a long time before he fell behind, Hongqing had already followed closely and fell behind. At the beginning, March was still very relaxed, but after more than fifty steps, March was no longer relaxed, the reason was very simple, all the external forces and the big field were robbed by Hongqing, and he March only had four small corners and survived with incomparable grievances.

In the face of Hongqing's incomparably strong momentum, Ma Qi didn't even know how to attack, and tried a few hands, not only did he not take advantage of half of it, but he was also forced to work aggrieved by Hongqing's piggybacking, and so he was tenacious enough to do a good job of two eyes, and worked hard to survive a small piece of chess, only to find that Hongqing unconsciously had unconsciously surrounded a huge piece of the midbelly, there is no doubt that March lost, not a small loss of one son or two sons, but a full forty sons.

"This game doesn't count, come again, fight in a draw, and the old man won't believe it!"

Faced with the fiasco, March's old face turned green, and he couldn't care about his teacher anymore, so he wiped out the chess game, and insisted on another game......