Chapter 20: The Regret

On both sides of the chess table, the two powerhouses confronted each other, Tan Ziqiang no longer had the leisure to shake the folding fan, Jiang Yongnian's sitting posture was no longer straight, and the eyes of both of them were staring at the upper left corner of the chessboard.

Picking up a sunspot, Tan Ziqiang's hand hovered over the chessboard, several times about to fall, several times and then retracted, and finally, with a bang, the chess pieces slapped heavily on the board.

Two turns in the upper left corner!

When the chess pieces fell, Tan Ziqiang's head was raised, his eyes glanced at Jiang Yongnian, his eyes were cold, and he actually had a little cold murderous aura! Jiang Yongnian turned a blind eye to Tan Ziqiang's gaze, and at this time all his mind was already focused on the chessboard - the corner chess wins, the corner chess loses, there is no third way, so this corner must live!

"Why don't you take the two-way jump? Isn't playing white like this unconditional death? Zhang Chengxiang twisted his beard and asked.

"Oh, what the Prime Minister said is good, black chess jumps in, and the white horn three sons really can't live, but in this way, white chess will be pulled all the way, and black chess can only make up for the back hand, so white chess is equal to the first hand cheap three eyes, now it is a fine chess situation, the difference between the two sides is very small, Tan Bianxiu probably judged that it is not enough to win or lose, so he turned the second way, and did not let the white chess have the cheapness of the first move and three purposes." Zheng Xinyu explained.

"I see... But if you go this way, can you really eat the horn? Nodding, Prime Minister Zhang Cheng expressed his understanding, but the changes here are too complicated, and he can't see clearly with his chess strength.

"There's no way around it." Zheng Xinyu sighed lightly - this is not a game in which literati doctors are idle and boring to pass the time, but a duel between the reputation and fortune of the two major families of Jiang and Tan, losing a hundred eyes is also a loss, and losing a single eye is also a loss, if you can't guarantee to win the chess, what's the point of being safe?

The white chess has three spires, the black chess has two ways, and the white chess corner has two ways to pull -- Jiang Yongnian has expanded the living space of the white corner to the maximum.

Black chess is squeezed in all directions - if you want to win, you must unconditionally eat all the white corners.

White's top two blocks - the way out has been cut off, now it's up to black to kill.

The left side of the black chess piece points all the way in - Tan Ziqiang has already calculated, the white chess on the corner cannot make two eyes, this game of chess, he has won!

Jiang Yongnian's expression was indifferent, he slowly stretched out his hand, picked up a white piece from the chess box, and gently landed on the board - four ways broken!

'Bang', the expression in Tan Ziqiang's hand changed greatly, and the folding fan in his hand fell to the ground without knowing it, and the whole person couldn't move like a lightning strike!

"Ahh Wonderful! Your Majesty, it seems that Jiang Bianxiu won this game of chess. ”

The chess score was passed to the main hall, and Zheng Xinyu said to Emperor Xuande.

"Uh......, what do you mean, the white horn is alive?" Emperor Xuande hurriedly asked.

"Yes, white's move is a clever move, and it captures the weakness of black's shape. Since the four-way long is the first move, black only has to control the white disc first, and there are only two methods, one is to hold and eat in four ways, and the other is to catch in five ways. If the five ways are connected, the top of the white chess is the first move, and the next four ways grow, and the two black discs on the top will have no way to escape, so it is necessary to make up another hand, so that the left side of the white chess can be blocked all the way, and the chess can be lived. What about changing to a four-way hug to eat? White chess is also blocked all the way to the left, to kill the corner black chess can only be two way points, broken eyes, white chess two two block, black chess three three to eat, white chess two way clamp is the key, black chess mention, white chess on the top of the way to eat, black chess if two pieces, white chess can be left all the way to pull, due to the tight air, black chess can not be blocked, if the four way white pieces are mentioned, then white chess to remove two pieces, the next or two way file, or three or three or three connections, the two see each other, white chess has two eyes live chess. Zheng Xinyu explained.

The gap between the board is so small that even the three eyes can't afford to back down, so you can imagine what it would be like to let white cross the side or live corner? Since Tan Ziqiang couldn't stop his opponent from playing on the corner, the result of this game could not be changed.

It's too late to regret!

The chess game is over.

Although Tan Ziqiang tried his best, he couldn't stop the opponent from playing chess and robbing in the corner, which was the strongest and best response of the local two sides, the problem is that as long as it is not a net death at this time, white has already succeeded.

After receiving the last single official, Tan Ziqiang was speechless, the victory and defeat were already known, although he was very unwilling, although he was very unconvinced, but there is no such thing as regret medicine in the world, since it is a decision made by himself, then all the consequences, whether good or bad, he must bear it.

Jiang Yongnian exhaled a long breath, secretly fluke in his heart, he was close to collapse in this game of chess, if it weren't for the opponent who relaxed his vigilance for a while because of the victory, he would have confessed a long time ago. Fang knew the mud on his feet, and recalled the moment when he was hit by the opponent's sudden trick to hit the weakness, and he still couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, but fortunately, he won this game of chess, and the Jiang family's face was saved, and Tan Ziqiang, the opponent who had been fighting with himself for decades, was finally defeated by his own hands, and from then on, Da Zheng Go, he was the first person to give in!

"At the beginning of people, nature is good, sex is similar, habits are far away, no teaching, sex is ......"

The melodious sound of reading came, in the school hall, more than a dozen children ranging from eight to twelve years old were holding books and shaking their heads and reading, the teacher was an old gentleman in his fifties, wearing a long shirt, a square scarf on his head, thin cheeks, a goatee under his chin, holding a ruler long in his right hand, and the other end of the ring ruler was gently knocked on the palm of his left palm, his eyes seemed to be open, as if he was intoxicated by the students' chanting, but if you look closely, you will know that it is actually just an illusion, In fact, if any student thinks he is asleep and is lazy or playful, the next moment, perhaps he will appear in front of the child and tell the poor bear child what it is like to stir-fry meat with bamboo shoots! It's just that he has used this trick too many times, and those little guys are very clever and not so easy to be fooled.

Just as he was about to give up his efforts and really close his eyes to recuperate, a shadow flickered outside the window in the corner of his eye, and the old gentleman hurriedly raised his spirit and turned his head to look, but there was nothing different except for a weeping willow swaying in the wind.

"What's going on? Is it a delusion? ”

The old gentleman muttered in his heart, maybe he is really old and his old eyes are dizzy, right?

Closing his eyes again, this time the old gentleman raised his vigilance, leaving a gap in his eyes, and intently watching the situation on the other side of the window.

The hard work paid off, just when the old gentleman waited for a long time, so long that he once again suspected that it was his own delusion, he carefully poked out a small head from under the windowsill, with a wide forehead, bright eyes, clear eyebrows, showing an aura, and a braided pestle more than half a foot long with a red rope on his head, which seemed to be estimated to be five or six years old at most.