In a small blue-brick courtyard on the east side of the imperial capital, dappled sunlight shone in on the two people in front of the stone table under the central banyan tree.

Syllable!

The young man holds the black and the old man holds the white, and the left and right are on this small chessboard.

"You've been getting better lately." The old man twisted a white child.

"Where, the number of the husband is the number, and the decimal is also. The ancients had clouds, and if you don't concentrate, you can't do it. Yi Qiu, the good player of the whole country. Let Yi Qiu teach two people to play chess, one of them concentrates and only listens to Yi Qiu's words; A man thinks that a swan is coming and wants to pick up a bow and arrow to shoot it, and although he studies with others, his grades are not as good as others. Is it because he is not as intellectually as good as others? Not really. The young man on the opposite side put down the chess piece in his hand, raised his head and smiled kindly.

"Just be quiet."

The two sat opposite each other under the banyan tree, both dressed in gray shirts and plain, the sun was like splashing ink, what they saw was a black and white chessboard interlaced with each other, a coarse porcelain teapot still emitting white smoke, across the teapot, an old man and a young man holding black and white, a son and a board down.

Don't open plug-ins, don't cheat, plus the old man is already a little familiar with Li Zehua's routine, so he will play back a few games.

But today is different, Li Zehua's chess power seems to have soared a little today, and his style is also a little strange.

"You're a little absent-minded." The old man twisted a white child.

"I'm guessing who you are." Li Zehua also opened his mouth absentmindedly.

But then again, Li Zehua did not know the identity of the old man, guessed that it might be Wang Qian, and suspected that it was Bai Qi, who was not dead, and even thought of the captain of the miscellaneous family in the future.

Otherwise, if it weren't for these famous figures, how could it be possible for Gongzi Fusu to be so concerned?

But it's all just thinking about it, not for sure.

But it doesn't matter right now, Li Zehua just wants to play chess quietly. But the old man suddenly sighed after adding a son on the left,

"This chessboard is real and false, true and false. Slaying the big dragon, the game power is like a heaven and earth condensed into this small square area. ”

"This heaven and earth are originally square circles, and this world is also true and false."

"What is the opinion of the little Taoist?"

"Yao's world, the three seedlings are not convinced, with Yao's benevolence, Miao's slowness, and Yao's soldiers. The Luo people kill the owls, and the fishermen cook the ooliths. Yao couldn't bear to increase the troops, but ordered Shun. Shun can't bear to cut down, and apply to Wende. And then there is Miao Geyan. With the slowness of seedlings, if you don't increase your troops, how can you be deceitful. The wisdom of fighting for hypocrisy is used in the tactics of war, and it is taught to teach his son to destroy the country?

The beginning of the Yi will start from the Warring States, and the way of harmful fraud and hypocrisy will be carried out by the vertical and horizontal streams. How can it be said that Yaoya? How can it be said that Yaoya? ”

Accompanied by the old pedant, Li Zehua naturally learned to use these shaking things to improve his style.

"Crooked." But the old man spoke coldly, and then glanced at Li Zehua before he said slowly,

"This is only the tip of the game, and it cannot be generalized. So what is in front of you is true, and what is in your hands is true. ”

"What is true?" Li Zehua asked rhetorically.

"I'm real." The old man raised his head high, and his calm tone seemed to tell an ordinary trivial matter. At this moment, he finally showed a trace of the strength that did not belong to the old man.

"Yes, it's true."

He put the curtain on his words.

"Teachable."

Li Zehua arched his hand, and then dropped the last son.

…………

Someone looked out the window.

Blue skies.

Today's imperial capital is slightly different from usual, full of liveliness.

It was a floor with a festive atmosphere of red, and it was also with a black flowing water texture.

Today is the month of Ding Wei and the day of Yi Wei. It was also the day before the Nine White Banquet.

The Jiubai Banquet is the middle banquet of the Qin Emperor's birthday banquet, and it is also the banquet of the imperial envoys and ministers of many subordinates.

Since a few days ago, the atmosphere in the imperial capital has once again begun to liven up, and the neighborhood is full of festive flavors.

Festive indeed.

Although His Majesty Qin Shi Huang forged the throne with tyranny and majesty, the people in the imperial capital still lived very well. These days, there are people in the palace who distribute candy to children, and select residents to give gold and silver, and all of them are tax-free during this festival.

When I got the benefits, I naturally smiled.

Li Zehua withdrew his gaze from the window, and then looked at the other side, which was a middle-aged man in a dark dress.

He is the lord of the history of Su Nei, the official in charge of grain, food, money and goods, located in Jiuqing.

It's the biggest official I've ever visited during this time.

After returning from the 100,000 mountains, he listened to Zhao Qian's words, slowly learned the means of communication under her guidance, combined with the "social etiquette" of his elective courses, and now he has a bit of long-sleeved and good dancing demeanor.

I was in hiding for ten days because of the young master's order a while ago. Although he didn't come to check on himself, and the original appearance he recovered at that time was different from the current uncle's face, the ten days of seclusion also made some people suspicious.

Worshipping the diners of Gongzi's Mansion, rescuing Princess Taiyang, the younger sister of Ling, ordering his subordinates to fake their brothers and relatives, and killing the incoming assassins on the eve of the festival banquet, could have made himself as stable as Mount Tai...... But after all, his background is still shallow, and his roots are still a little floating.

But it doesn't matter, I don't plan to stay here for long anyway, it's time to fly away from the lakeshore and head to a new world.

And before that, there is enough to reap.

Li Zehua arched his hand, and then said goodbye after a few words with Shi Zhisu's internal history.

Then when he returned to the house, there were already two women dressed in black kneeling in front of him, and they were one of his subordinates. Two of the latest news have also been presented to him.

The first is the news that the empire recruited the flow sofa to attack the Mojia organ city,

The second is a border town in the Western Regions of Great Qin, and the news of an old Uncle Lu was discovered.

The first Li Zehua didn't care, but the second made his brown pupils tighten, which meant ...... Where is the dragon soul of the Qin Shi Mingyue theater version.

Li Zehua wants to break through this world, but there are actually two ways.

The first is to ascend the throne and claim the emperor, when Mount Tai sealed the Zen, heaven and man were one, and the power of humanity broke through the world barrier.

Although it seems difficult to ascend the throne and claim the emperor, Li Zehua, as a traverser, is born with a prophet who penetrates all the general trends, coupled with the identity of "Tian An" that he replaces, the remaining veins of Qi and the largest number of farmers, and after ten years, he has a good grasp of achieving one of the strongest heroes.

The second is to let the inner heaven and earth continue to grow and devour the treasures and spiritual charms in this world. Wait for it to be strong enough to forcibly let it manifest in this world in one breath, and then shatter the void under the rejection and conflict of this world, and escape into the chaos of the outside world.

The first is the step-by-step path, according to the outline that has been formulated long ago, as long as you do not fall halfway, you will have a good certainty. And the second one is hanging, after all, there are too many heavenly and earthly treasures needed to make the inner heaven and earth shatter the void, and you may not be able to collect them in this life, and even whether this world is enough or not is two different things.

But no matter which one it is, this dragon soul can't give up.

If the first one is the mainstay, if this dragon soul is grabbed by himself, he can completely mobilize public opinion after ten years, claiming that he is the destiny of heaven, the true dragon son of heaven. And if it is replaced by the second one, this dragon soul also contains great energy and world rules, and it is extremely helpful to improve the inner heaven and earth.

Li Zehua clenched his fists, then slowly regained his composure under the great joy on his face, and then sat on the rosewood chair and covered his face.

He who forsakes me cannot stay.

Those who disturb my heart are troubled.

Whoever stands in my way is evil.

Only this matter must not tolerate the slightest hesitation, even if it turns the world upside down.

This is called "conspiracy".