When Guo Jiaxing rushed to the post house, Zhang Yanzhi had not returned for the bride price. Wang Dang has the servant women in the post house to take care of, and Nan Ye doesn't have to worry about it. As soon as Guo Jia entered the courtyard, he saw Nan Ye and Dian Wei playing chess in the courtyard.

Piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and wine, these six arts were compulsory courses for ancient literati, and Guo Jia was also a master of chess. When I saw the two of them playing chess, I couldn't help but come forward with great interest. But when he looked at the chessboard, he was dumbfounded, and saw that the black and white chess pieces were concentrated in the middle of the chessboard, but there were no children in the corners.

There is a saying in Go terminology that "golden horns and silver edges and grass belly", which means that the efficiency of enclosing the ground in the corner is higher than that in the center of the board, so the chess players start from the corner. Guo Jia has never seen anyone start playing chess from the middle of the chessboard. He looked at it carefully for a while, and realized that the two of them were not playing Go at all, but trying to connect the pieces into a line, and at the same time prevent the opponent from connecting the pieces into a straight line.

Although this rule is simple, Guo Jia finds it very interesting and looks at it intently. At this time, it was Nan Ye's turn to fall, and Guo Jia saw Nan Ye put a white chess piece on the chessboard, and the four white chess pieces were connected into a line. Guo Jia thought that Dian Wei would use black chess to block, but when he saw Dian Wei, he shook his head and said: "Rush four and live three, the mage has won again!" ”

Nan Ye smiled slightly, looked up at Guo Jia and said, "Fengxiao is here!" ”

Dian Wei had also noticed Guo Jia earlier, but he didn't say hello just now when he had been intoxicated with the chess game, and he also got up to greet Guo Jia at this time.

Guo Jia is not a formal person, seeing that Nan Ye and Dian Wei are so casual, he is also at ease, and directly asks Nan Ye: "What kind of chess did the mage and the commander play in Dian?" ”

Nan Ye replied: "This is called backgammon, and the five pieces are connected in a line to win." Hong Fei and I are both not good at chess, so this is ingenious. Let Bong Hyo see a smile. ”

Nan Ye really didn't know how to play Go, and there were no cards in the post house, so he pulled Dian Wei to play backgammon to pass the time, but he didn't expect Guo Jia to bump into him.

Guo Jia listened to Nan Ye's explanation of the rules and glanced at the chess game again and said: "No wonder the commander of the canon wants to admit defeat, that is, to block these four sons, as long as the mage loses one more son, it will be another game where the four sons are connected, and the two ends are connected, and it can no longer be blocked." I often hear that there is a renzi chess in the folk, the rules are simple and endless, and it is very interesting, presumably the mage's five-in-a-row chess is also one of them, I wonder if the mage can teach a game? ”

Nan Ye knew that Guo Jia was smart, but he didn't expect him to see through the chess move of rushing four and three at a glance. What Nan Ye didn't expect was that there had been backgammon in ancient times, but it was not called this name, and the rules were varied, some of them won with five in a row, some with six in a row, and some had to be arranged into a specific shape. However, most of these games cannot be put on the table, and the literati and ink artists still take Go as the mainstream. So Guo Jia can play Go, but he has never played backgammon.

Nan Ye saw that Guo Jia was interested, so he played two games with him, anyway, it was easy to divide the winners and losers in these five-in-a-row chess. But as soon as the two games passed, Nan Ye would never play with Guo Jia again. Because he found that he couldn't win against Guo Jia, a black-bellied man, this guy was simply a pervert, he only watched one game, and after listening to Nan Ye talk about the rules, he had a master's demeanor, and Nan Ye, who was bullied, had no power to fight back.

"No more! I throw in the towel! Bonghyo is too powerful! Nan Ye threw the chess pieces onto the chessboard.

Guo Jia said with a smile: "Although this chess is interesting, it has countless variations compared to Go, and there is no difficulty, so it is suitable for children to play." ”

Nan Ye pretended to be angry and said: "Okay, you Guo Fengxiao, you actually compared me to a child, be careful that I don't propose marriage to you." ”

Although Guo Jia has already recognized Nan Ye as the master, after all, he has only been together for two days, and he doesn't know Nan Ye's character. His chess game with Nan Ye was just an excuse, in fact, he wanted to test how Nan Ye usually behaved. Because of this, he unceremoniously won two games against Nan Ye, and made fun of him. At this time, seeing that Nan Ye was not really angry, but joked with himself, Guo Jia saw that Nan Ye was definitely not a person with a small belly.

Guo Jia, who breathed a sigh of relief, knew that Nan Ye was not really angry, so he got up and saluted and smiled: "Mage, don't be angry!" Guo Jia made amends to the mage, and asked the mage to go and propose marriage quickly. ”

Nan Ye said with a smile: "The bride price has not been prepared yet, so don't be impatient." It's still early today, and I'm idle, so I might as well go to the porridge shed to have a look. ”

Guo Jia nodded when he heard this, he knew that Nan Ye wanted to meet Zhen Mi, and he himself wanted to meet Zhen Rong, so that he could tell her the good news that Master Nan Ye had come to propose marriage.

After the two of them took Dian Wei out, Guo Jia led the way first, and walked around for a while, Nan Ye felt that there were obviously more refugees around him, and they were all walking in the same direction. The three of them walked forward a few hundred steps with the flow of people, and Nan Ye saw a linen shed in the distance, where many refugees had gathered.

These refugees are all yellow-skinned and thin, and some of them are as thin as skeletons covered in a layer of skin, which makes people unable to see them. Nan Ye took care of Wang Dang these days, and thought that Wang Dang, who had just been released from prison, would be thin enough, but compared with these victims, Nan Ye found that Wang Dang was really not thin. Because Wang Dang's kind of thinness can be seen at a glance that the fat man is hungry and thin, but the foundation is still there, and these victims seem to have never eaten since they were born.

If it's just a thin body, the clothes on the victims' bodies are as shabby as their bodies, and the patches and patches are considered good clothes, and some people are simply not clothed. Looking at these victims, Nan Ye felt a sour and helpless feeling in his heart, if the Jizhou Dart Bureau was still there, these people could have moved to Jiaozhou for refuge. But at this time, Nan Ye was powerless. Even if he knew in his heart that he couldn't save everyone in the world by himself, Nan Ye couldn't help but feel sad when he saw such a tragic situation for the victims.

The further the three of them walked, the denser the victims became, and Nan Ye could already smell the faint smell of rancid smell in the air. Walking to the vicinity of the porridge shed, Nan Ye noticed that these victims were all lined up in a long line, each holding a different utensils in their hands. Some have broken bowls, others have half jugs, and others have only a curved tile in their hands.

There were a few people busy in the porridge shed, scooping out the gruel from the pot with a copper spoon and pouring in the strange utensils. After receiving the alms, the victims will carefully leave with their day's rations, find a corner of the shade of a tree and devour them. It's as if that handful of gruel is the most delicious thing in the world.

The more Nan Ye looked at it, the more heartache he felt, and he even forgot his original intention of coming here. The victims in front of him made him secretly determined that he must let the people of the world live a prosperous and happy life like the people of Shangjiaozhou, and no longer have to worry about hunger, cold and war.

Guo Jia has been here several times, and even if he has nothing to do, he will turn here to see if his sweetheart is not there. Therefore, his feelings for these victims are not as deep as Nan Ye. At this time, the three of them had already approached the porridge shed, and Guo Jia, who was leading the way, stopped and pointed at Nan Ye with his hand and said, "Mage is lucky!" The girl who served porridge to the victims was Zhen Mi. ”

Nan Ye heard Guo Jia mention it before he remembered what he was here for, and hurriedly collected his mind and looked in the direction of Guo Jia's finger. After just one glance, Nan Ye couldn't help but shed tears, because the scene in front of him was really touching, and it also evoked Nan Ye's infinite memories.

Nan Ye originally thought that Diao Chan's smiling face in the white pigeon flock was the most beautiful picture in the world. But at this moment, he realized that Zhen Mi, who gave porridge to the victims, was even more beautiful and moving than Diao Chan. This is not to say that Zhen Mi's appearance is more beautiful than Diao Chan, but her actions bring the truth, goodness and beauty of human nature into full play. This kind of touching beauty simply made Nan Ye forget to save and take stars.

As Guo Jia said, Zhen Mi is not very old, and she should be in the cardamom years. However, the little girl's figure is very tall, with a slender waist and slender legs, which makes Zhen Mi about to catch up with an adult, and looks older than her actual age. Her jet-black hair is coiled at the back of her head at an extremely casual pace, looking flowing and spiritual. The pretty face without grease powder is a pair of big watery eyes, bright and spiritual. The delicate skin that can be blown and broken by the little Lori makes people want to kiss it.

Zhen Mi is undoubtedly a stunning beauty, but this is not the reason why Nan Ye was moved to tears. What amazed Nan Ye was what Zhen Mi was doing. At this time, Zhen Mi was not wearing gorgeous clothes, only a muslin dress, and an apron around her waist. The outfit was not much different from that of the servant woman beside her. And what Zhen Mi does is no different from a servant woman and a servant.

I saw Zhen Mi holding a copper spoon in his right hand and a broken bowl in his left hand, with his cuffs rolled up high, revealing half of his snow-white forearm like a lotus root. She gently scooped up the gruel in the pot and slowly poured it into the broken bowl in her left hand, moving skillfully and steadily, not letting the porridge water splash a little.

Unlike those soup kitchens who only scoop a spoonful, Zhen Mi always tries to fill the broken bowl before handing it to the victims in front of her. Every time she handed out the bowl, Zhen Mi had a sweet smile on her face, without a trace of disgust and disgust, even in the face of those who were as thin as skeletons and had a peculiar smell on their bodies, that smile still did not change in the slightest.

The victims also seem to know that this gentle and kind beautiful girl gives more porridge, so the queue of victims in front of Zhen Mi is extraordinarily long, but Zhen Mi is not a little impatient. Those servants and servants naturally didn't dare to let their masters suffer and be lazy, so they also served as much porridge as possible to the victims. Even so, the victims were still willing to line up in front of Zhen Mi, just to be able to take a look at the refreshing smiling face, and then sincerely say "Thank you!" ”。

Nan Ye also inadvertently noticed a detail, there were several pink marks on Zhen Mi's white forearm and green jade hand, which seemed to be traces left by the burn. If Nan Ye hadn't seen it in person, it would have been hard to imagine that a girl like Zhen Mi could still insist on smiling even when she was burned by the porridge, what a kind girl she was! The Zhen Mi in front of him made Nan Ye can't help but recall Cai Yan who fell ill during the Luoyang plague. How similar are the two girls? The same beauty, the same gentleness and kindness, the same tear-inducing.

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