Chapter 296: The Long Night (5)
At this point, the music has stopped, and the maiko come out. Zhi Yao was wearing his bright purple robe and half leaned on the desk, and every move of the people under him fell into his mocking eyes, "Can a wizard play a game?" He asked me with a smile as he turned the chopstick in his hand.
"When I was in Taishi Mansion, I played a few games with my master." Wuxian's face was indifferent, and the swordsman's face was anxious, I knew that there was another mystery in this chessboard, but I could only answer truthfully.
"Tai Shimo is a master of Bo opera in my Jin Kingdom!" Zhi Yao waved the chopsticks and motioned to the maid to place the chessboard in the center of the banquet, "It is said that the chess game is like a battle game, Chen Shizi has won four people in a row in Zhi's mansion today, and the chessboard on my side is dripping with blood." How about it, is the wizard willing to fight for a certain end and save a little face for the Jin people? β
The face of the Jin people is the face of the Jin Kingdom, and the victory or defeat of the chess game is the victory or defeat of Qi Jin. When it comes to this, he doesn't give me the right to say no at all.
"Wu Chen's promise!" I frowned.
"Hahaha, great goodness. Chen Shizi, please! The stakes remain the same, and we want to see if you can win another round. Zhi Yao clapped his hands and laughed at Chen Pan.
Chen Pan pushed away the musician in his arms, and stood up with a smile: "Then I will ask the sorcerer to teach me." β
A jade chessboard with red marks was placed in the center of the four bronze tree-shaped lamps, and clusters of flames surrounded me and Chen Pan. In front of the screen, the blind musician crosses his knees and sets up the five-stringed instrument. When the piano sounded, the two of them saluted and sat down across the chessboard.
"My good girl, be merciful!" Chen Pan set up the six chess, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth with a smile.
I glared at him and focused on opening the game.
Six game chess, the two sides fight, each side has six sons, five sons are scattered, one son is a wolf, the owl can be eaten and scattered, and the scatter can be turned into a wolf. On the chessboard, there is a broad road, and there is a door of life and death in the road, and the method of mutual birth and mutual restraint.
The chess game is like a battle game, and Zhi Yao is not wrong about this. But it is precisely because of this that I don't like the art of Liubo. There are already too many conspiracies to kill in life, so why fight in the chess game again. It's a fight, but how can it be in the name of game fun.
Chen Pan seems to be stubborn, but he knows the way of layout. He was shrewd and calculating, and decisive in killing. I fought hard and lost in less than a quarter of an hour.
"The wizard conceded." Chen Pan won the chess and sat down to salute me.
"Chen Shizi, it's really good chess skills." Seeing that I had lost, Zhi Yao, who was on the seat, threw off his sleeves and shouted loudly: "Come on, fill up the wine for Zhao Shizi!" β
"Yui." The temple people on the side immediately scooped two large buckets of pepper syrup from the bronze Dafang Yi and poured it into the shirtless wine bottle.
"Xiao Wu loses chess, this wine should be drunk by Xiao Wu, and Zhao Shizi doesn't need to do it for him."
"Willing to gamble." The person who was still silently staring at me just now didn't wait for Zhiyao to answer, and raised his head and drank all the hot pepper syrup into his stomach.
"Okay, fill it up again for Zhao Shizi!" As soon as Zhi Yao raised his hand, the temple people came to pour wine again.
What does this do? I watched the shirtless, blushing to the base of my neck, pouring a bottle of liquor down my throat, and I felt an indescribable strange taste in my heart.
"Tut-tut, this is already the tenth bottle. At today's feast, Zhao Shizi alone can taste all the best wine in the world, and his mouth is dry when he plays chess, and it is difficult to drink a sip-" Chen Pan leaned into my ear after speaking, biting his ear and said, "Regardless of whether the girl really loses or fakes to lose, I have to thank the girl for Uncle Zheng." β
Uncle Zheng? What does this chess game have to do with Zheng Guo?
The pepper syrup is rushing, and he has lowered his head after drinking three bottles in a row. On his blood-red forehead, two green tendons stirred up by the smell of wine bulged and pounded in front of my eyes. Willing to gamble and lose...... What did he gamble with Zhiyao, is it worth risking his life to fight for wine like this?
"Lost five games in a row. Zhao Wuxian, it's better for you to play this last game yourself, right? If you lose, you will leave Zheng Guo's affairs alone. Zhi Yao saw that he was drunk, and his red lips were smeared with blood all the time.
Before he could reply, the swordsman had already hurriedly knelt two steps forward, leaned over and said, "Yu Yaqing, the head of my family is no longer strong enough to drink. In this last game, can you wait for the head of the family to wake up tomorrow and then play against Chen Shizi? β
"Huh-how can the banquet of my Zhifu allow a corporal from your Zhao Mansion to speak. If you are so faithful, it is up to you to play this game. He Zhao Wuxian is wiser and more virtuous than me, and he will not blame you for making a mistake when he wakes up tomorrow. Come! After Zhi Yao finished speaking, someone immediately came to drag the swordsman's head.
The swordsman was so panicked that he hurriedly kowtowed: "The contemptible ministers don't know how to play chess...... Disdain......"
"Yaqingβ" The red-faced shirtless man said in unison with me.
I looked back at him, and he looked up at me, and when his eyes met, he didn't need words. I raised my hand and said to Zhi Yao: "Yaqing, let Xiao Wu play the last game, don't let such vulgar people lose the face of our Jin people in vain." β
Zhi Yao looked at Chen Pan, then at Wu Xian, leaned back, and said with a smile: "Okay, then whether Uncle Zheng has cried or laughed this summer, it all depends on the game of chess of the wizard." β
Throwing chopsticks, playing chess, standing up, eating and scattering, the skills of the six games are all in luck and layout.
We were absent-minded in that game, but we didn't dare to slack off in this game.
Careful layout, step by step, anxious to win, but luck is not as good as Chen Pan.
Chen Pan ate two of my loose seeds in a row, and couldn't help but smile: "The Jin people all call the witch as the son of the god, why did the god forget to take care of his own kid today?" Could it be that the gods also knew that what the sorcerer did for Zhao Shizi was not a righteous thing, let alone a 'filial piety' thing? When he said the word "filial piety", he deliberately looked up at me.
I pinched the spoon in my hand, lowered my eyes and said: "People who talk a lot are prone to luck, if Chen Shizi wants to win, shut up." β
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Pan has always been kind and ......" Chen Pan didn't finish speaking, I had already thrown the Bo Zhen in my hand, and the temple people three steps away sang loudly: "Wubai-"
If you get five whites, you can capture any of the opponent's pieces. Chen Pan saw me take his newly established chess and opened his mouth to swallow an egg.
Playing chess, throwing chopsticks, I set up a killing game in a row, and ate Chen Pan's three sons in one go. On the last throw, if I get another five, he loses.
"Vote, I don't believe it, you can get another five whites." Chen Pan touched his last chess piece and smiled awkwardly.
I threw the chopsticks with my hand, and the temple people sang again: "Five whites-"
"The jokes of the gods can't be opened, and if you say too much, you will lose them, Chen Shizi can remember it." I smiled and took all the remaining pieces from Chen's board.
Chen Pan took advantage of the musician's unfinished song and held down my hand holding the chess: "The girl is reluctant to ask Zhao Wuxian to drink, so she is willing to let Zheng Guoli Min suffer the slaughter of the war?" β
"The Marquis of Jin is seriously ill, and the Jin State will not send troops to attack Zheng unless it is absolutely necessary. If you turn around and let Zheng Boli let Song Gong go, how can you slaughter Li Shu's war. What you can't do by yourself, Hugh depends on me! β
"Am I relying on you? Okay, you won me today, but you're going to kill Zhao Wuxian. Chen Pan smiled strangely, turned to Zhiyao and said, "The plate is lost, when the plate is returned, I will definitely convey Zhiqing's words to my father and the king." β
"Good, good." Obviously won the chess, but Zhi Yao's face was not very good-looking, he stared at the shirtless who sat up, waved his hand, and said, "Come on, give Zhao Shizi another three bottles of burnt wine." β
Pepper pulp for roasted liquor? Didn't I win? Why pour him again!
"Yaqingβ"
"The sorcerer just won at least two cities for the Zhao clan without spending a single soldier, a cart or a horse. Such a happy event, shouldn't Zhao Shizi drink to celebrate? Full, no, change the big glass! β
"I said it, how good it is for you to let me play a game. Now, he's miserable. Chen Pan shrugged his shoulders and swung back to his seat.
The bronze bottle on the shirtless case was replaced with a crystal cup, and the small temple man who poured the wine poured the wine with one hand, and the clear liquor was close to the rim of the glass.
"Thank you...... Yaqing appreciates wine. Wuxian picked up the scorching wine and drank half a cup, but the spicy throat was burning, and his stomach was full of wine, so he didn't swallow it in one gulp, and fell on the desk and vomited wildly.
I've known each other for many years, and he's always been so comfortable and omnipotent in front of me. His predicament, his downfall, and his humiliation he didn't want me to see at all, but now he vomited so much in front of me.
The swordsman disposed of the filth on the table in a panic, the little maid brought water to rinse his mouth, and the temple man who poured the wine scooped a large spoonful of the roasted wine and slowly filled the wine glass in front of him again.
"The chess was won by Zi Huang for the prince, and the son of the world will also give Zi Huang a cup of wine to taste!" I reached for the wine glass on the table.
He grabbed my wrist with one hand, and picked up the full wine glass with the other: "I'm fine, you sit down." He looked up at me straight in the eye, and the look struck my heart, causing me a pain in my chest.
I won the chess for the Jin people, but I made Zhiyao lose the city.
Zhi Yao was very unhappy, and he put all his unhappiness on his face
Zhi Shizi Yan couldn't sit still, and after saying a few words next to his father's unhappy face, he stood up and said to Chen Pan: "Chen Shizi, Yan heard that there is a family under Shizi who is called 'Righteous Gentleman', and he makes a good sword. Could you please show you some sword skills to help you drink? β
"Absolutely." Chen Pan was not annoyed when he lost, he still looked like he was smiling.
"Yan thinks that it is difficult to see the magic of swordsmanship when dancing a sword alone, and my Zhao Shizi of the Jin Kingdom is also a guard, so why not have a sword competition?"
"The head of the family is drunk, how can he compare with a sword?" Another retainer who was present exclaimed.
Zhiyan smiled and walked down the banquet and walked to the Wuxian case: "Brother Zhao beat Cai Ren away with one move. It's only been a few years, and Zhao Shizi won't use a sword? After a few sips of wine, you are afraid of a real swordsman? If you want a sorcerer to play chess, do you want a sorcerer to compare the sword for you? β
"Shiziβ" I glared at Zhiyan and whispered.
"Oh? Could it be that the sorcerer really wants to compete with Chen Rui? Zhiyan smiled, and was about to talk to me, but Wuxian had already raised his sword and staggered to his feet.
"Head of the house!"
"Hahahaha, that's interesting." Zhiyan laughed and stood up, turned his head and shouted excitedly to the left side of the banquet: "Where is the 'righteous gentleman'? Let's compete with Zhao Shizi! β