The east of Lijing, the terrain is towering, there is a spiritual platform, the loess is piled up, the stone steps are 365 layers, the number of Zhou Tian is secretly combined, it is the place where the Son of Heaven sacrifices to the sky in the past dynasties!

Under the Lingtai, there is a wooden building, which is the residence of the Lingtai Attendant, and the Lingtai Attendant is an official of Taishi, who is in charge of the ephemeris, the turtle and the matter of inviting rain.

At this time, in the wooden building, there was an old man and a young man sitting opposite each other around the chessboard.

The old man's white hair is like silk, his complexion is ruddy, and his skin is bright.

The young man was dressed in a green shirt, with long hair and a shawl, and there was a tendency to float up in the meditation, and he was the son of Shi You-Shi Qingyi!

I saw the two of them looking at the chessboard in front of them lightly, and there were only two pieces on the chessboard between the two, one black and one white.

"Alas!" Suddenly, the young man in the green shirt sighed, put down the sunspot in his hand, and said slowly, "I lost!"

"Good!" the old man laughed.

"Teacher, I don't have a problem. After admitting defeat, the young man in the green shirt did not show a depressed look, but said calmly.

"What's the matter?" asked the old man, methodically putting away the chessboard.

"Why is it that before you fall, I calculated that the victory or defeat is unpredictable, but after you fall, there is no win or loss?"

"Haha......" the old man smiled, "If I don't fall, then the chess game is not opened, and the chess game is not opened, so naturally there is no victory!"

"This is naturally clear to Tsing Yi, but ......" Shi Tsing Yi seemed to hesitate a little, but in the end he still showed a decisive look, took a slight breath and asked, "The teacher's Zhou Tian Yi Shu is broad and profound, Tsing Yi only has a little fur, it stands to reason that no matter whether the chess game starts or not, Tsing Yi should undoubtedly lose!"

"Tsing Yi, do you know that the calculation of the number of days this week is not out of thin air. Fu Chan didn't expect that his apprentice would comprehend the most profound aspects of Zhou Tian Yishu so quickly, and said slowly, "Zhou Tian Yishu has roots. ”

"What is the root?" Shi Qingyi suddenly sat upright, revealing a serious look, just like when he practiced calligraphy hard.

"This root is Zhoutian Avenue, for example, the sun will rise in the east and fall in the west, the water will take advantage of the momentum, the wind is invisible, and the rain has no roots......" As the cicada slowly spoke, a breeze slowly spread from the wooden building, blowing to the forest of the East Garden, hundreds of birds chirped, blowing to the bank of the Zhejiang River, and the fish floated in the water!

On the bank of the Zhejiang River, a woman in a red dress was drinking horses, the breeze was blowing, her face was stunned, and she suddenly focused on her ears, as if she was listening to something.

After a long time, when no breeze blew, the woman sighed, turned on her horse, and walked away in the direction of Lijing.

There are two gates of Lijing City Gate and the side gate, the main gate avenue can accommodate eight cars in parallel, but this road is only built by dignitaries and nobles, and ordinary people can only enter the city from the side gate.

At this time, at the west gate of the city, hundreds of merchants lined up at the side gate, according to Zheng Lu, these merchants can only enter the city after buying the city gate to enter the city, and can only stay in the city for one night, if you want to continue to stay in the city, you have to go to the city defense department to buy another one the next day.

This rule was set by the great division of agriculture and wealth a hundred years ago, when Lijing had begun to see prosperity, the number of businessmen who entered Beijing every day was thousands, and the disputes caused by the business goods were continuous every day, and even some of them were in front of the emperor, it was to play the "access control" and "road ban" two policies with the rich and the left, the Son of Heaven was happy, and allowed it, and since then each city gate has two gates, the main gate and the side gate.

At dusk, a fiery red figure galloped from the west, the sound of the horse's hooves clattering, and the afterglow of the setting sun swayed behind the horse's hooves, looking from afar as if the sun was coming.

The person who came was the woman who drank horses from the bank of the Zhengjiang River not long ago, and I saw that she was non-stop, directly entering from the main gate avenue, and a soldier at the city gate was ready to come forward for interrogation, but was pulled back by his boss.

"See clearly! That's the war horse of the Western Army!" the general guarding the city pointed to the war horse under the woman, and said to his subordinates with a stern face.

"Western Army?" The soldier at the gate of the city suddenly showed a flattering smile when he heard the reprimand of his boss, he knew that his boss was also from the Western Army.

The soldiers of the Western Army are all selected from the elite soldiers of the counties in the world, and those who are from the Western Army can also mix a county lieutenant at the very least, it can be said that most of the generals in the world are in the robes of the Western Army, this kind of power is really terrifying, and this is also the confidence of Shi You, the guard of the Western Army, and Huang Ping, the prime minister, in the court.

After a while, the woman in red rode to the gate of Shifu.

"Dare to ask, but the lady with red sleeves?" As soon as the woman in red got off the horse, a person who looked like a steward greeted her from the gate of Shifu.

"Who are you, how do you know me?" the woman subconsciously retracted her hand into her cuffs and grasped a short knife that glowed with cold light.

"Don't misunderstand, lady!" The steward was proficient in the ability to observe words and feelings, and at a glance, he knew that the woman was a little vigilant, so he said with a smile, "It was Mr. Jiang's order, you are wearing a red dress and riding a military horse of the Western Army, you must be a red-sleeved lady." ”

"Mr. Jiang has instructed that if you come, I will ask you to meet with him immediately. The steward continued.

"In that case, I'll bother you to lead the way. Red Sleeves nodded, and her slender hand stretched out from her sleeve and said with a smile.

In the attic, Jiang Zixian, who was praised by Shi You as a last resort, was leaning against the window, drinking and enjoying the garden outside the window.

"Uncle Shi, I'm back. Redsleeves went to the attic, poured himself a glass of wine without any notice, and drank it all.

"Did this trip go well?" Jiang Zixian looked at his senior nephew, shook his head and asked.

"Fortunately, the thirty elite horsemen, plus the envoys and two guards, a total of thirty-three people, are buried on a barren mountain, and no one will find out in three or five years. Red Sleeves poured another glass of wine and replied with a big grin, not at all what a woman should be.

"Why are there twenty more horses?" Jiang Zixian frowned when he heard this, and then asked Red Sleeves, "Are you hurt?"

"Small injury, don't get in the way!" Red Sleeves waved his hand, but his eyes flickered a little, as if he had thought of something.

"In that case, let's rest, see that you have been tired all the way, you should be tired!"

Jiang Zixian grew up watching the red sleeves, and knew the temperament of this nephew very well, this time she should have encountered a lot of trouble, but looking at her complexion, it really didn't look like she was injured, so he could only sigh helplessly and arrange for this nephew to rest.

"Okay, Uncle Shi, I'll go rest first!" Red Sleeves smiled, just stood up, and suddenly thought of something, so he said to his uncle, "Not long ago, I heard someone preaching outside the city, very powerful, more powerful than Master, you have to be careful!"

"There are countless capable people in the world, and there will naturally be no shortage of Jingshi, Uncle Shi knows it in his heart, you can rest first. Jiang Zixian nodded and said.

Looking at the departing red sleeves, although Jiang Zixian behaved lightly and looked like he was in control, he couldn't help but feel a sense of turmoil in his heart.

"Stronger than the senior brother in charge?" he couldn't help but think of the scene when he left the mountain, when the man cut off the waterfall with a sword!