Beijing, Xicheng.

People often say that there are three holes in the cunning rabbit, let alone people? The Zhou Mansion, which has been entrenched in the capital for 600 years, is no exception, and Xicheng is another annex of the Zhou Mansion. On weekdays, the door is closed, and occasionally one or two servants come to sweep, if it weren't for the serious attack on the Zhou Mansion, Zhou Ziru had to move here, and no one knew that this was the mansion of the Zhou Mansion.

Of course, even if Zhou Ziru lives here, not many people know about it. In addition to several ministers of the Central Construction Division, there is Zhao Yizhi who is standing outside this courtyard.

"This house has been shelved for so long, and the palace has never sent someone to check it?" Zhao Yizhi turned his head and asked Wang Zhenliang.

"I heard that I also sent someone to check, but in the end, it didn't work. The old slave didn't bother to ask, and he didn't know much. Wang Zhenliang said frankly. After all, as the head of internal affairs, he should not interfere in the affairs of the government, but he is very observant. Zhao Yi is also obsessive, and if he has nothing to do, he will talk to him about the affairs of the government.

Someone had already reported to the house, and the doorman opened the door and waited timidly to the side: "Your Majesty, the head of the family is injured and can't go out to greet him, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive you." ”

"It's okay!" Zhao Yizhi said lightly and led everyone into the mansion.

As soon as he entered the mansion, Chen Congwei quickly dispersed and guarded everywhere, and Zhao Yizhi led Qian Ning and Wang Zhenliang to Zhou Ziru's room under the guidance of the domestic servants.

Coming to the door, Wang Zhenliang and Qian Ning consciously waited outside the door, and Zhao Yizhi pushed the door in: "Zhou Xiang is in good health recently?" ”

"Cough, cough, cough..." responded to Zhao Yizhi with a violent cough.

"Minister Zhou Ziru knocked..."Zhou Ziru struggled to get up, but was held down by Zhao Yizhi a few steps forward: "Don't be in a hurry to get up, and lie down." ”

Zhou Ziru slowly lay down and wiped his mouth intentionally or unintentionally, but the sharp-eyed Zhao Yizhi still saw a little bloodshot at the corner of his mouth and didn't say anything.

Zhou Ziru asked, "Why does Your Majesty have time to come to the Humble House today?" ”

Zhao Yizhi walked to the cabinet door by himself, opened the cabinet door, and took out Zhou Ziru's chessboard: "I have nothing to do, I want to find you to play two games." ”

Zhou Ziru watched Zhao Yizhi accurately find his chessboard depository, and smiled: "Your Majesty's supernatural powers, unique through the ages, can predict the prophet." ”

Zhao Yizhi paused slightly, he was used to staying in the palace, only Wang Zhenliang contacted him on weekdays, and his unpredictable prophet Wang Zhenliang was not surprised, but this out of the palace, how could he forget this stubble?

I knew about Zhou Ziru's chessboard in the Zhou Mansion before, but this Zhou Mansion Courtyard, I also came for the first time...

Zhou Ziru saw Zhao Yizhi stop, and lowered his eyes: "It's okay, Your Majesty." There are already many talented people in this great revelation. is like that Yi knife, with a fire in his palm, full of tricks, and became the Duke of Wuding. It's good to have the ability..."

Zhao Yizhi saw that Zhou Ziru didn't plan to ask, so he walked to the table, moved the table and chair to Zhou Ziru's bedside, and helped Zhou Ziru to sit on the bed.

"You seem to be dissatisfied with Yi Xiaodao?" Zhao Yi picked up a sunspot and took the lead in pressing it on the chessboard.

Zhou Ziru hugged the chess jar: "Things in the world have to be done by people in the world, and people in the world pay attention to a profit." Once you have the benefits in front of you, you have to think about the next step, and everyone is like that. The ancestors fought in the north and south, fought bloodily, and won the world, and now he has been crowned the Duke of Wuding, what else can Your Majesty seal him later? ”

"Even if he doesn't have any ideas himself, now that he has more than 100,000 soldiers and horses under his command, can those people still have no ideas?"

Zhao Yizhi was silent for a long time, and said: "The world has not yet been decided, let's talk about this matter later." ”

Zhou Ziru nodded: "Wuding Gong is in full swing now, so naturally he can't deal with it easily, but... What should Your Majesty do with it in the future? ”

Zhao Yizhi stared at Zhou Ziru's eyes: "Li Dingxing, the loyal prince, took 50,000 old soldiers from Nanhuai, wanting to conquer Beiyi, just to avenge Yi Xiaoling's master." Such a big thing, Yi Xiaodao will definitely not sit idly by... Moreover, he also advocated the first attack on Beiyi..."

Zhou Ziru took over the conversation: "Daqi and Beiyi have been in a stalemate for more than 600 years, and no one can help anyone, although Yi Xiaodao now has more than 100,000 soldiers and horses, against Beiyi, it is like a grasshopper shaking a tree." Yi Xiaodao must not have known about this matter in advance, otherwise, he would definitely stop Li Dingxing from doing so. ”

"It's not that he has no capable people, and with a little reminder, he will react, and Beiyi can't be taken lightly. At least the three kings of the north are in the middle, which is even more difficult. Next, he will definitely try his best to stop Li Dingxing from waving his army to the north. ”

"I'm more worried about Xigui than Beiyi. King Xi has always been respectful to the court, but now that he has been exposed, will he let the court ask for the guilt? If I were the king of the West, I would strike first! ”

During the conversation between the two, unconsciously, the black and white on the chessboard had played most of the time, each accounting for half of the country, and the chessboard was in the center, which had become a stalemate.

The whites on the left are sparse, and there are not many sunspots, and they are not connected to the main force in the middle, which is especially promising. On the right, there are mostly whites, and the sunspots are only one or two layers thin, but fortunately, there is still room in the rear, and there is a steady stream of "gas" for the sunspots, so they are not defeated.

Zhou Ziru saw that Zhao Yi was indecisive, stretched out his hand and pointed to the chessboard and said: "There is only a thin layer left on the right, although there is a rear side that can supply gas, but after all, there is little son, if it is broken, the rear is empty, and Bai Zi can go straight to Huanglong." This chaotic appearance on the left seems to still be promising, but the location is remote, and it is difficult to affect the overall situation, Your Majesty, it is not difficult to decide, right? ”

The sunspot in Zhao Yi's hand slowly fell, and Zhou Ziru seemed to be careless, but his eyes kept staring at the sunspot to see where he fell.

"Dangchang"

The sunspot in Zhao Yi's hand fell into the chess jar and made a crisp sound. Zhou Ziru was stunned.

"Hahahaha, I forgot to play chess when I chatted, Zhou Xiang ate so many of my sons, and now it's difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, no matter how promising this left is, what can I do without a child?" Zhao Yizhi revealed the chess jar to Zhou Ziru, and sure enough, there were only a few sunspots left in the jar.

Zhou Ziru looked at his side again, and he unknowingly ate dozens of particles from Zhao Yizhi, but he didn't notice it at all.

The outcome has already been decided!

Zhao Yizhi removed the chess table: "Zhou Xiang's chess strength is outstanding, I am not an opponent." Maybe this world is like this game of chess, it has already been decided, no matter how we struggle, the result will be the same. ”

Zhou Ziru lowered his eyes: "It seems that Your Majesty has already made a decision in his heart." ”

Zhao Yizhi stood up: "No, I came today because I didn't have an idea in my heart, so I wanted to ask Zhou Xiang for an idea." When I was just playing chess, I suddenly figured it out. How are we not pawns on this chessboard, at the mercy of others or power, who is in charge of our own lives? ”

"Zhou Xiang is worried that the king of Naxi will take advantage of the situation, worried about the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses in Yi Xiaodao's hands, and worried that the three kings of the north will not be able to resist the iron cavalry of Beiyi. I'm actually worried... Look at the current situation, and follow the power in a hurry, heh. Zhao Yizhi smiled.

Zhou Ziru coughed vigorously a few times: "Ahem, cough, the heart of heaven is unpredictable... If Your Majesty really trusts Yi Xiaodao, the minister has nothing to say. I just hope that Your Majesty will not forget the truth that one day of the enemy will be a disaster for eternity. Don't forget the Ge Cifeng who let go in the first place..."

Zhao Yizhi's smile slowly put away: "...... Yes, I know. ”

Out of the room, Wang Zhenliang and Qian Ning looked at Zhao Yizhi, only to see that his brows did not stretch, but wrinkled even tighter, and no one dared to ask each other.

It wasn't until Zhao Yizhi got into the sedan car that Wang Zhenliang asked carefully: "Your Majesty, are you going back to the palace?" ”

Zhao Yizhi waved his hand: "No, go to the Wuding Mansion." ”

……

Sichuan Shu, Jincheng.

Goose feather heavy snow, which is extremely rare for Sichuan and Shu, the people have taken to the streets, looking at this rare snow.

"People say that Ruixue is a good year, and I have watched the scenery and thought of the past..."Peng Qingyun, the king of Sichuan and Shu, touched his beard, stood alone in the backyard of the palace and looked at the fluttering snowflakes, and gradually became distracted.

The servants and maidservants on the left and right are holding back their laughter, and the prince, who is full of foul language on weekdays, has now learned to be a literati and a writer, and has become a vassal and elegant. I don't know where I copied these two crappy poems...

I don't know if Peng Qingyun noticed the movement around him, maybe not, maybe he noticed it, and he didn't care.

"Dad, are you looking for me?" Peng Baobao, the only daughter of the King of Sichuan Shu, returned home and came to the backyard.

Peng Qingyun looked at her precious daughter, dragged her into the house, waved her hand and repelled the subordinates: "How is the situation in Tangmen?" ”

Peng Baobao sighed and said, "After the old lady died, the Tang Sect looked a little sluggish, and many outer disciples left. It's Senior Brother Tang, who has practiced martial arts more diligently than before, Dad, don't worry, over time, Senior Brother Tang will definitely be able to revive the Tang Sect! ”

Peng Qingyun groaned: "It seems that the decline of the Tang Sect is a foregone conclusion, and it is not a Tang Yunhe who can cheer up by cultivating martial arts." You will have less contact with the people of the Tang Sect in the future, especially that Tang Yunhe! Dad has sent someone to the capital to ask His Majesty for marriage, and let His Majesty find a powerful husband for you in the capital, and we will have to rely on Sichuan and Shu in the future! ”

Peng Baobao's eyes widened, and he was a little incredulous: "You sent someone to the capital to ask Your Majesty?" ”

"Not to Your Majesty! It's for His Majesty to give you in the capital..."

"Peng Qingyun! Do you still have my daughter in your eyes? Peng Baobao roared, this roar frightened the people outside the door, and they all ran away, they were not afraid of the king of Sichuan and Shu, but they were really afraid of this eldest lady.

Peng Qingyun was also startled, and after relieving himself, he blew his beard and said angrily: "Do you still have my father in your eyes!" It's not big or small, Peng Qingyun is also your name! As he spoke, he raised his hand and was about to draw it towards Peng Baobao's face. It's just that halfway through the draw, it stopped alive and slowly put it down.

"Hit! You're fighting! As the king of Sichuan and Shu, he has been in a nest all his life, and his daughter doesn't dare to fight, and his mother is angry with you! Send somebody, and see if I will answer when the time comes. It's okay, anyway, the face of the King of Sichuan and Shu is not lost for a day or two, and you don't care! Peng Baobao wanted to say some cruel words again, but looking at her father's face, she didn't want to say anything, and left without looking back.

Only Peng Qingyun, the king of Sichuan and Shu, stood alone and stood silently for a long time...