Inside Sima's house.

Sima Lang is playing against his eldest son Sima Baiqing, and between the two of them, Sima Baiqing has already shown an advantage.

"Father, this game of chess has been conceded."

Unexpectedly, Sima Lang smiled lightly, picked up a chess piece and put it in one place calmly, and the original dead chess piece was reversed in an instant.

"Never be blindly confident until the last step."

Sima Baiqing said with a smile,

"It's still the father who is better, this move is as beautiful as the chess in the southern suburbs, and the son is ashamed."

Sima Baiqing's sycophants slapped on the point, and Sima Lang proudly stroked his beard.

"You're smart, but you're still too young. I haven't found that letter yet. ”

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