Su Chen sat lazily by the window, playing chess while drinking and looking at the scenery outside.

The window on his side faced an alley outside Kwai Yuan, and although the view was not wide, he could vaguely see a lake at the end.

I heard that there is the Imperial Garden, the scenery is beautiful, and the flowers are gorgeous.

But now he feels that the purple and red color is actually not much better than the golden eyes of Kwai Yuan.

Just as he was thinking, a head popped out of the window.

I was almost taken aback.

"Brother Chen, what's the matter, there are Praetorian Guards everywhere at the door, I thought you were in trouble!"

Lin Fan asked curiously.

After more than a year of getting along, the two have become more and more acquainted, as long as they are free, Xiaolinzi will run to Kwai Yuan.

"I have a pure heart and few desires here every day, what can I do? You kid, you can't expect me to be better. ”

"I'm not worried about you."

Lin Fan said, handed over a burden in his hand, and said: "These are some chess games you asked me to buy from outside, most of them are some unpopular wild chess routines, to be honest, they don't deserve to be included in the library at all, what do you want these things for?" ”

"Brainstorming, sometimes the means of being inferior to the ninth-rate are not necessarily as good as those who enter the house."

Su Chen took the burden, thanked him, and then handed over a piece of silver.

The latter waved his hand and said, "These books are not valuable, so there is no need to ......."

"Rules are rules, you dredge the house procurement, and bring books into the palace is also a risk, what should be given still has to be given, one yard is one yard."

"Okay, you do things in a proper way, and I won't fight with you."

Lin Fan nodded and accepted the silver.

Su Chen is a gentle and elegant person, with a clear mind, clear grievances and grievances, and thoughtfulness.

If you have the heart to climb up, you will definitely achieve something.

But it's a pity that he has a weak temperament and doesn't like fame and fortune, so he is willing to stay in this Kwai Garden to be a salted fish.

"Such a big battle, you Kwai Yuan is a great nobleman today!"

Lin Fan inquired heartily.

Su Chen didn't know what he thought, and frowned slightly when he heard this, after this period of getting along, he still felt that Lin Fan was a good person, but he was a little too obsessed with power.

If you want to climb up, that's right.

But at this time, the one in the courtyard is afraid that it is not a very good choice.

After thinking about it, he still persuaded: "It's going to rain this day, so let's go back early." ”

The implication is that he hopes that Lin Fan will not wade into this troubled water.

When the latter heard this, he was stunned, seemed to think of something, nodded, and then turned to leave.

An hour later.

Emperor Ming finally walked out of the library, his expression was a little not good-looking, I don't know if it was because of disappointment or something else, the dark clouds in the sky also gathered at this time, lightning and thunder, and it rained heavily.

The accompanying guards and eunuchs raised their sleeves in a panic to shield the emperor from the rain, and at this time, a small eunuch knelt in the rain curtain and brought an oil-paper umbrella.

When the little emperor was passing by, he stopped and glanced at the little eunuch.

"What's your name?"

"Back to Your Majesty, slave Lin Fan, on an errand ...... in the room"

"Who told you to come close to me?"

"Ah, Your Majesty, the minions are just ......"

"Needless to say. Drag it down and hand it over to the Department of Internal Affairs for strict interrogation. ”

After saying that, the little emperor got into the chariot, leaving only two guards, carrying a somewhat stupid little forest, dragging them through the rain......

"There are so many people who want to get the favor of the saint, Lin Fan is still too eager for quick success."

Su Chen looked at this scene and couldn't help but shake his head.

Fame, fortune and power, easy to be confused.

Xiao Linzi is actually a smart person, but for the sake of that illusory opportunity, he still chose to take a risk.

However, he is not completely without opportunities now.

If he can survive the review of the Internal Affairs Department, maybe he will really be able to get the Holy Favor, but this is a fight for his life, and Su Chen doesn't know what the end will be for him.

But at least it is certain that he should not be able to see Xiaolinzi in a short time.

Tomorrow, the person who delivers food to himself doesn't know whether he is tall or fat, short or thin?

"Glory and wealth, power, fame and fortune, how can life be valuable? This man, many times, will always do some stupid things that are sacrificed for the last. ”

Su Chen shook his head.

Retracting his gaze and watching the rain drip and fall on the sunflowers, the Kwai Garden regained its desertion and tranquility.

He collected his mood, but he couldn't calm down for a long time.

It seems that today is not the right time to break the game.

simply opened the burden that Xiao Linzi had just sent and looked at those wild chess scores that did not enter the stream.

Another two months passed.

On this day, Su Chen finished reading all the chess games, and his mind finally calmed down.

He sat among the sunflowers in the courtyard.

Took out the old chessboard.

Play the game and start trying to break the game.

Black and white fall alternately.

It's like two evil dragons, coiled and entangled, and like two gods performing martial arts, you come and go, fighting alternately.

The chess game is fickle, and whenever Su Chen feels a glimmer of hope, it is like a big hand in the dark, stirring up the wind and clouds, hindering him from moving forward.

This is not something that ordinary chess players can do.

It's the seal prohibition in the chessboard that is at work, and it can change in real time according to the situation of the falling piece, which shows that the Sunflower Lady who laid out this game at the beginning is indeed amazing.

But Su Chen's efforts for more than a year are not completely useless.

No matter how exquisite the chess game is, it is a dead thing after all, with tens of millions of changes, and there are times when it is extremely poor, but human wisdom is infinite.

After experiencing several successive failures, Su Chen suddenly realized.

He is no longer in a hurry to compete with black, nor is he fighting for an inch of land, imagining himself as a current, as if he is drifting with the current.

His moves became peaceful, and he fell around, as if he were idle, no longer caring about the gains and losses of one time and one place, as if he was going to slowly fill the whole chessboard.

The black piece seemed to be accustomed to head-to-head play, and it was a little difficult to get used to this almost "rotten" way.

If you don't fight, how can you win?

And as Su Chen's last white son fell.

Those seemingly scattered idle chess, but at this moment, echo each other and become one, like the waves of the sea, overwhelming the mountains and seas.

What exquisite layout, what cold killing moves, what grand plans and hegemony, are all crushed, destroyed, and worn into dust in front of this overwhelming force.

There was a click.

The old chessboard shook and cracked.

The immortal machine arsenal has finally been cracked!