Turning east and west for an hour, Zhao Wuregret found that he was lost, in this era without street signs, it is really a problem, but when they see those hired cars on the street, they should be able to recognize the road, and if they really can't find it, hire a car to go back.

Seeing that it was still early, Zhao Wuregret decided to go shopping for a while, after all, this Jinling has been famous for a long time, and it is extremely prosperous, so it doesn't hurt to take a look, but fortunately, his body has been much stronger since he practiced the nameless atlas, although he still looks a little thin, but he is not very tired after walking all day.

After walking for a while, I saw a group of people in front of me gathered under a building, marveling at something, is it another couplet? Zhao Wuregret thought, if it was still the same as Yangzhou Tianxianglou, wouldn't he have a few more days of free delicious food.

Walking forward quickly, it turned out to be a huge chessboard hanging there, and there was a maid who passed out every move of the people who were playing chess inside, and there were people outside who put the chess pieces made of magnets on the chessboard, so that the people standing outside could see clearly.

Zhao Wuregret looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but smile lightly, the chess playing technique at this time was still relatively monotonous, far less than those factions in the Ming and Qing dynasties in the later generations, and of course, there were also little devils and sticks and various schools in later generations.

"Alas, Yu Gongzi has lost again," a scholar sighed.

"Yes, Yu Gongzi is one of the four great talents in Jinling, and it's only been half an hour."

"Miss Murong really deserves to be the first talented woman in Jiangnan, not only is her poetry unparalleled, but her chess skills are also difficult to meet opponents, if you want to talk about it, the first talented woman in the world should also belong to her." Another scholar sighed.

"Miss Murong?" Zhao Wuregret thought about it, could it be the same person?

"I wonder if there is any other son who wants to challenge my young lady?" At this moment, a maid-like girl walked out, saluted everyone, and asked them a little proudly.

The group of scholars suddenly became dumbfounded, and one by one they either bowed their heads and left, or looked at him left and right.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Wuregret raised his hand and said, "I am not talented, I am willing to give it a try." ”

After speaking, he stepped forward with his chest straight, although Zhao Wuregret was not very proficient in Go in his previous life, his level was not low, and he also had some research on many genres.

"Dare to ask the son's name, "That girl didn't expect that so many people would fail today, and there would be people who dared to come to 'send death'."

"Hehe, my name is Zhao Wuregret," Zhao Wuregret looked up after saying and saw a plaque hanging on it, with four big characters on it, 'Murong Chess Club', but I don't know if it has anything to do with Murong Poetry Society.

was about to raise his leg and step forward, but was stopped by the waiting girl.

"Childe, you haven't yet, you haven't ...... yet," the female branch said with a sigh.

"Oh, I see, it's going to be paid, isn't it?" Zhao Wuregret took out about one or two pieces of silver from his arms with a little pain, threw it to the waiting girl casually and said, "If you have more, you will be rewarded." ”

You know, these two are equal to more than a thousand in the future, and if you throw it away, you will be gone, even if you become a local tyrant once, he comforted himself and said.

The waiting girl was stunned, looked at Zhao Wuregret with a smile and a smile, and saw that he was about to go in again, so she whispered, "Zhao Gongzi, the silver you gave is still not enough." ”

Seeing Zhao Wuregret's surprised look, she added, "It costs five hundred taels of silver or five hundred guan." ”

"What?" Zhao Wuregret was really shocked, he was still worried about the 4,000 guan house in the morning, but he had to pay 500 guan for the next game of chess here.

"Wouldn't you become an immortal in a game of chess with your young lady?" Zhao Wuregret asked unhappily.

"That's not the case," the girl hurriedly said, "If the son wins, the five hundred taels of the original will be returned, otherwise with the reputation and peerless appearance of my young lady, everyone will have to go and play chess with her, and it is not enough for her to divide it into a thousand shares, and my young lady will not take a penny of the silver two won by this one, and many refugees have come from the north these days, and they will all be taken to help them." ”

"Then, if I lose, the five hundred taels won't be mine," after listening to her explanation, Zhao Wuregret was more comfortable.

"Well, it's time for the boy to do good deeds for the refugees," the girl said with some embarrassment.

Zhao Wuregret thought about it, and then looked at the scholars around him and pointed out, he couldn't turn around and leave, because if he was to be recognized by these boring scholars and tell his experience of 'running away in a panic', it would really make people laugh for a lifetime.

"It's only five hundred taels, but it's not much," Zhao Wuregret said with a smile, "If you lose then, you can just ask me," as soon as he finished speaking, he raised his foot and walked into the chess club.

The waiting girl was stunned when she heard this, and when she didn't know whether to stop him, Zhao Wuregret had already walked in, so she had to stomp her feet and follow in.

While the two were talking, two people came in front of them, a middle-aged man and a sixty-year-old man, and around them, there were more than a dozen strong men following unhurriedly, their eyes looking everywhere from time to time.

"Hey, Murong ......, cough, Zhongping, is that the Murong Poetry Society created by your little granddaughter?" The middle-aged man asked.

"Back to ......, uh, shopkeeper Huang, that's my granddaughter's original poetry club," the sixty-year-old man said with a smile, "A few days ago, she moved the poetry club to the backyard again, and changed the front yard into a chess club. ”

The yellow shopkeeper smiled silently, listening to his clear reproach, secretly smug tone, couldn't help but laugh, and then said that in terms of spoiling, this one in front of him is not bad at all, a few days ago, an official who came to Beijing from other places to express his son came to Beijing, and the Yanei, who was calling for wind and rain in the place, was shocked when he saw Miss Murong Jia, and immediately asked his subordinates to step forward to rob people, and the ending can be imagined, that Yanei was broken by the one in front of him, in front of his Lao Tzu.

At that time, it was still the old man's own hands, and you can imagine his anger, and the father and son were naturally arrested in Dali Temple, bullying men and women, and investigating a lot of corruption and bending the law, and they were preparing to be executed after the autumn.

"Hey, it was Shu ...... who went in just now, third young master?" At this time, the old man saw a person entering, and saw some familiar faces from a distance, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Then let's go in and have a look, I heard that your granddaughter is blue, and I want to ask for advice then," the yellow shopkeeper raised his feet and left, and the old man could only smile bitterly and followed.

PS: This is the first shift, and the second shift will be in the afternoon or evening.