The Imperial Study.

Emperor Qingming and Zhao Chengyuan sat opposite each other, with a vertical and horizontal chessboard between the two and a quiet tea fragrance on the side.

Both of them looked indifferent, but there was a sword battle on the chessboard.

Wu Jian came in from outside with a smile.

Emperor Qingming didn't look up, "Is Cining Palace good?"

Wu Jian said with a smile, "Back to the emperor, there was a little eunuch who listened to it a few times, and said that it was very good, and he was happy. The county lord of Zhaoping also helped the prince choose a side concubine."

Emperor Qingming raised his eyebrows, "Side concubine? Who did you choose?"

Wu Jian smiled, "I heard that it is the second lady of the Zhenguo Mansion."

Emperor Qingming looked at Zhao Chengyuan with a smile, "Seventh brother, you are going to enjoy the blessings of Qi people."

Zhao Chengyuan's expression was indifferent, and he picked up a chess piece and fell, "Zhaoping, this little girl, is confused again. I'm afraid that if the courtier's brother really accepts the side concubine, she should cry her nose."

Emperor Qingming rubbed the chess pieces, looked at the chessboard for a long time, and then fell into a son, "Since she should have done it, you will obey her wishes, and you can also get a confidant beauty." Cai Fei has an indifferent temperament, I look at it, and I should be quite compatible with you."

"Brother Huang still cares about the chess game."

Zhao Chengyuan pointed to a few seemingly chaotic sunspots on the chessboard, and looked at Emperor Qingming with a smile, "As soon as the game started, the imperial brother asked what the use of these chess pieces fell here. Next, the royal brother will see how useful they are."

Emperor Qingming was reminded by him, and when he looked at those sons again, his face tightened a little. Bai Zi saw that the situation was very good, and the chances of winning were very big, but in fact, it was already full of crises.

When Zhao Chengyuan's sunspot fell, Emperor Qingming's face sank even more.

He lost the interest in small talk, and tried his best to defend, but it was too late. But in a moment, those lonely and inconspicuous sunspots turned into a chokehold, and quietly laid a net of heaven and earth, killing everywhere, making him lose one and the other, and he was powerless to return to the sky.

Emperor Qingming frowned and pushed the chessboard, "Seventh brother's chess style is a lot stronger today."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and said, "Go masters are good at burying their sons, and if they bury their sons well, once they get up, they will destroy the situation and put the opponent in a defeated place in an instant."

Emperor Qingming has deeply realized this.

In the past, although Zhao Chengyuan was buried, he was quite gentle. In today's game of chess, although he only won three or five pieces, he was much faster than before, and his momentum made people desperate.

"The skill of the seventh brother to bury the son can be said to be superb."

Zhao Chengyuan picked up the chess pieces unhurriedly, "If you talk about burying the seeds, the skill of Yongping Hou is much higher than that of his younger brothers. Lin Chengsheng is an excellent shadow. He was just an old benefactor of the servant women around Zhaoping, an inconspicuous merchant, but the Marquis of Yongping was able to bury him a few months ago. You must know that at that time, Zhaoping was not the eldest lady of the Dingguo Mansion, and it was not even known whether he could enter Kyoto alive.

Who would have thought that this inconspicuous shadow could set off such a big storm in the capital today. Zhao Ping was instantly put in a desperate situation, and if her younger brother wavered in her mind, it would be a catastrophe for her."

Emperor Qingming could imagine how turbulent the court would be if Han Youning died, or if the two of them had their family affair cancelled. Maybe there's a catastrophe.

"Yongping Hou has some skills. However, when he met you, the seventh brother, it didn't make much difference, didn't he?"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "Pull a hair and move the whole body. As soon as this secret son moves, I don't know how many people want to use him to make a fuss, won't the younger brother have an extra side concubine at this time?"

Emperor Qingming's eyes were full of thought. What's going on with the side concubine, you don't have to think about it to know, it must be the queen mother who took the opportunity to blackmail Han Youning.

This side concubine Zhao Chengyuan should not be returned, if it is, this already greatly changed court situation, I am afraid that it will change again.

Even, his own emperor is about to be set aside.

Zhao Chengyuan put the chess pieces in his hand into the chess jar, "Not to mention the many changes after that, let's just say that when you run this dark chess, how many chess pieces actively and passively cooperate? Today's flower-viewing banquet is really just Nanzhang wanting to get married?"

Emperor Qingming asked, "Seventh brother, the Marquis of Yongping also arranged for others to cooperate with Han Qingwan?"

Zhao Chengyuan replied, "Each

People have their own desires, weaknesses. These will make them pawns of Yongping Hou, and when they are placed in the right position, they can move the whole game of chess."

Emperor Qingming pondered.

Driven by interests, whether they are friends or foes, many people will be willing to become pawns of Yongping Hou and reap their own interests from it.

For example, the queen mother, even if she knew that this was a move by Yongping Hou, she was willing to pave the way for him. Another example is Nanzhang, whose desire is the position of the crown princess, and he is willing to ask the queen mother to arrange this flower-viewing banquet. Another example is yourself...... If it weren't for Zhao Chengyuan's firm mind, he would definitely set up a bureau to dismantle their family affairs. Another example is the prince, who is happy to enjoy it.

And with every change, there may be a big change.

Zhao Chengyuan continued to pick up the chess pieces, and Emperor Qingming noticed that the order in which he picked up the chess pieces was actually the chess that the two of them had just played, and pushed it backwards.

It took a terrifying memory to do this, after all, some of the airless chess pieces had already been taken away, and it was up to him to imagine it.

Zhao Chengyuan said, "This is just the power of a shadow. Brother Huang, do you know how many such shadows have been buried by the Marquis of Yongping? This one is for Zhaoping, and who is the next one for? What is the effect of all the shadows rising at the same time?"

Emperor Qingming looked at the few sunspots left on the chessboard, and his face was cloudy.

Yongping Hou's secret son, Liu Yuan's envoy is one, who almost killed Wang Guila, and clamped Concubine De and Wang Guifei in the palm of his hand.

Such powerful shadows, or even more powerful shadows, he is not sure how many there are.

This feeling that things are not under his control makes him unbearable.

He asked, "How to remove these shadows, does the seventh brother have a good idea?"

Zhao Chengyuan shook his head with a smile, "Brother Chen doesn't have that ability, he can predict where his secret son is. However, everything is always changing, and if the Imperial Brother wants to understand this, it will be easy to do."

Everything is the same.

Emperor Qingming drank tea, thoughtful.

The Marquis of Yongping buried so many shadows, just to ensure that the Marquis of Yongping's Mansion is rich and prosperous. And the men of the Yongping Marquis Mansion have all been exiled, and they can't restore the glory of the Wen family by relying on their strength, and the only thing they can rely on is Han Qingwan.

Yongping Hou's shadow son should be buried around Han Qingwan. Without Han Qingwan, it would be difficult for these shadows to start.

To break the situation of Yongping Hou, it is important to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, but the first thing to get rid of is Han Qingwan.

Zhao Chengyuan stopped talking, only sat with his knees bent and sat leisurely, sipping tea slowly.

Emperor Qingming raised his head, and the tea mist was thick between the two, enveloping Zhao Chengyuan's eyebrows, although it was close at hand, it seemed to be outside the many distant mountains, making people unable to see clearly and clearly.

He never saw through how strong Zhao Chengyuan's strength was, and he was silent, but he could easily slaughter his opponent in a silent place.

He didn't even have to do it himself.

------Off topic------

Ah, the results of this book are really impressive, how many words are finished?

Momo writes very hard, and the characters are too smart to write, which is really hard to write.

Writing the protagonist is more than several times more tiring than writing a supporting role, and the speed is not much slower

But there are no results......