At this time, the sun is gradually slanting to the west, the temperature of the sun has begun to fall, and the wisps of golden light shine on the bodies of all kinds of pedestrians.

As soon as Meng Ran and Geng Huyuan walked into the street where the letter writing stall was located, they saw a figure under the big willow tree from a distance, it was the stall owner, and they saw him pacing back and forth in place, looking very anxious.

The two of them walked quickly for a while, and by the time they reached the bottom of the tree, they were already panting slightly.

When the middle-aged scribe saw the two of them, he hurriedly said, "Two, your horse is here, and I have an urgent matter at home, so I will go first." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the scribe hurried away, leaving the two of them with a panicked back.

Geng Huyuan looked at the figure running away, and said softly: "I never thought that there were such believers in this market, it is really rare." ”

Meng Ran nodded and agreed: "It's really rare that he has waited for us for so long. It's just that I don't know what happened to his family, and he doesn't even want these standing things. ”

The eyes of the two looked at the broken table, and then Meng Ran spoke: "Uncle Geng, if we send him the things back, it shouldn't be delayed for long." ”

Geng Huyuan pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, you wait here, I'll go find someone to ask where the stall owner's house lives." ”

Meng Ran bowed slightly.

Geng Huyuan entered a nearby shop, and gestured to the shopkeeper to the location of the writing stall, only to see that the man's lips were slightly open, thinking that he was pointing the way.

After a while, Geng Huyuan returned to the bottom of the tree, and he said to Meng Ran: "Young Master, the stall owner's house is not far from here, let's send these items back to him." ”

"Good. ”

Then Meng Ran untied the reins and led the two horses to the front, and Geng Huyuan carried the table and walked behind, and the two went to the middle-aged scribe's house one after the other.

After several turns, the two came to a simple alley, which was only three feet long, and the middle-aged scribe lived at the end of the alley.

When the two arrived at the entrance of the alley, they looked at the cramped alley, tied their horses to the side of the road, and slowly walked in carrying a table.

Walking to the end of the alley, the first thing that catches your eye is a dilapidated gate, which is now tightly closed.

Behind the table, Geng Huyuan took a few steps forward and knocked on the door.

After a while, there was a brisk footstep in the courtyard, and with a 'squeak', the door was pulled open from the inside, and half of the head was exposed through the crack of the door, with two pigtails tied on the top of her head, she looked at the two of them for a while, and asked softly, "Who are you looking for?"

"Did your parents set up a writing stall under the big willow tree?"

The little girl nodded, "Are you two going to write a letter?"

"It's not. Geng Huyuan moved half a step to the side, revealing the table behind him, and said, "This is your family's thing, but I didn't take it to the house, and the two of us sent it over."

When the little girl saw the familiar table, she opened the door, and then said, "Wait a minute, you two, I'll call my father." ”

After a while, the middle-aged scribe who set up the stall came out of the house, and he was a little surprised to see Geng Huyuan and Meng, but he also invited the two into the courtyard very politely.

The scene in the courtyard is completely different from the street outside, the small space is quite elegantly organized, on the left is a withering vine pergola, under the shelf there is a stone table, and four stone benches are placed around it.

On the right side of the courtyard are some flowers and plants, including the most common dog's tail grass and precious orchids.

The middle-aged scribe thanked him while moving the table, "Thank you two, I originally planned to get it when I cooked the meal, but I didn't want to tire my two friends." ”

Geng Huyuan only said that it didn't matter.

Meng Ran asked with some curiosity, "Is there something going on at the gentleman's house, why did you rush back in such a hurry?"

The middle-aged scribe smiled faintly, "It's not a big deal, it's just cooking dinner for my wife and daughter." ”

This answer made Geng Huyuan and Meng Ran stunned, there was still a man who took the initiative to cook, and he was still a man who had read a book.

Looking at the stunned two, the middle-aged scribe smiled, "Do you want to say that the gentleman is far away from cooking?"

Geng Huyuan just kept silent, and Meng Ran on the side nodded slightly.

The man smiled, "I think this son hasn't had a crush or married yet." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Meng Ran asked.

"If you like that woman, and are willing to do anything for her, why not cook?"

"But these are the words of a saint!"

"Isn't there anything wrong with a saint?" a faint smile appeared at the corner of the middle-aged scribe's mouth, "A saint is also a human being. ”

Meng Ran didn't know how to deal with it, he just frowned and thought about it.

Geng Huyuan, who was on the side, arched his hand and said, "Mr. is reasonable, and he has been taught." ”

The middle-aged scribe waved his hand, "I don't dare to take it, it's just a humble opinion, and I don't deserve this ceremony." ”

He saluted back to Geng Huyuan, and said in his mouth: "Under Chen Ping, I don't know the names of the two people?"

Geng Huyuan arched his hand, "The surname is Geng, this is the young master of my family, and the surname is Meng Mingran." ”

After the introduction, the two saluted Chen Ping.

"Meng Gongzi is good, Brother Geng is good. Chen Ping returned the salute to the two.

After the names were known, Chen Ping persuaded the two to drink some coarse tea and eat a bowl of light rice together, but they were rejected by Geng Huyuan.

"The two of us are in a hurry, so it is inconvenient to stay here, and when we return, we must come to disturb us. ”

Chen Ping smiled slightly, "Don't worry." Today, if you and I have a cold house, how about you and I play a game?"

When he said this, Chen Ping's eyes had already left Geng Nursing Courtyard, and he was speaking to Meng Ran.

Meng Ran glanced at Geng Huyuan, and then nodded slightly, "Since Mr. Chen has warmly invited, that kid will have the courage to talk to Mr. for a game." ”

"Good. Chen Ping bowed slightly, and then shouted in the direction of the room, "Yao'er, take out the chessboard." ”

There was a rush and frequent sound of footsteps, and the little girl who opened the door for Meng Ran ran out, holding two chess boxes and a wooden plate in her hands.

After the chessboard was set, Meng Ran and Chen Ping sat opposite each other, while Geng Huyuan stood aside with the little girl named Yao'er and watched.

Meng Ran arched his hand and said, "The junior plays black chess, please give me advice." ”

Chen Ping bowed.

The sunspot falls, and the starting hand is three or six.

Chen Ping's twist fell on the ninety-third and confronted the sunspot from afar.

The next few moves were made according to the path of the ancients, and the two did not go on the offensive.

Twenty years after each child fell on the chessboard, the situation changed abruptly, and the previous peaceful appearance was swept away, leaving only a pair of gunsmoke.

The little girl named Yao'er looked at the chessboard for a while, and then looked up at Meng Ran, there was a little surprise and curiosity in her eyes, the handsome and gentle big brother actually had such a murderous aura, and he was so fierce in the chessboard.

After some entanglement and fighting, Meng Ran's defeat has been revealed, but he did not abandon his son and admit defeat, but like a small boat sailing in the turbulent rivers, every time he falls, he will set off a rude fight, and after the tragic and tragic local collision, he will be a rude hand, and he will be entangled several times.

Eighty hands later, Chen Ping fell with a son, echoing the middle road, and the market has been decided.

The momentum rose and slaughtered Meng Ran's big dragon in one fell swoop.

Meng Ran didn't even have a chance to admit defeat as an abandoner.

He let out a long sigh of relief, "Mr. is good at chess, and the kid admires it very much." ”

Although Chen Ping won the chess, his face was calm, he glanced at Meng Ran a few times, and asked softly: "Which famous master did Meng Gongzi's chess learn from?"

"The boy studied with his tutor for less than a year, and then learned some chess games with Mr. Private School. ”

Chen Ping boasted and praised: "That's more self-taught, I didn't expect you to have such chess strength at a young age, if you work harder, it will naturally be better." Just ......"

Speaking of this, Chen Ping paused, as if he was struggling with whether to continue.

Meng Ran smiled and said, "Sir, even if you say it, the kid listens attentively." ”

"It's just that you are too impetuous on the chessboard and too murderous, if you have proper experience, after sinking your heart, you may have great success, otherwise you will not make great progress in your life. ”

Meng Ran nodded, "What Mr. said is reasonable, the kid should pay attention." ”

Meng Ran asked Chen Ping's mentor again, but Chen Ping just smiled and said that he had studied it by looking at the chess game, and there was no teaching from a famous chess player.

The two talked for a long time, and Chen Ping commented on some of Meng Ran's shortcomings, and Meng Ran nodded and benefited a lot.

At the end, Chen Ping asked, "Are you going north?"

Meng Ran nodded yes.

Chen Ping hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "In this case, I will give my son a book, if you have time, you can read one or two, and it will be regarded as eliminating boredom." ”

Meng Ran thought for a moment, "Then thank you for your kindness." ”

Chen Ping got up and entered the room, and when he returned to his seat, he had an extra book in his hand, which was not too thick, and he saw that the cover page had turned slightly yellow, thinking that it had been some years.

"Sir, this book is very valuable, and it is inconvenient for me to ask for it. ”

Chen Ping waved his hand, "It's not the book that is expensive, but the truth in the book, if you look at it well, it will be the best result." ”

Meng Ran hesitated, but still accepted it, and arched his hand at Chen Ping, "Thank you Mr. for the gift." ”

The three of them gossiped for a while, and Geng Huyuan was about to leave.

Chen Ping invited the two of them to have dinner again, but was refused, and he said with regret: "Okay, just wait for you to come next time." ”

The two saluted Chen Ping again, turned around and walked out of the yard, Chen Ping sent them all the way to the entrance of the alley, and watched them turn over and gallop away.

When Chen Ping returned to the courtyard, a slender and beautiful figure walked out of the house. If Meng Ran and the others were still here, they would definitely be so shocked that they couldn't speak, just because the figure that came out of the house was the Lu Shen that Meng Ran had seen before.

Lu Shen smiled at Chen Ping, "Thank you, uncle, it's just that this matter ......"

Chen Ping waved his hand, "Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you." Outsiders will only know that I admire him. ”

The word 'appreciation' was slightly accentuated by Chen Ping.

When Lu Shen heard Chen Ping's ridicule, the roots of his ears turned red slightly, but he didn't say anything, just gave another salute.

"Well, no need to be polite. Although I didn't have a match, I still admired him. It is really rare to dare to go out with a nursing home with impassable dantian air pockets before the age of hair binding. Chen Pingfu praised.

Lu Shen's brows furrowed, then nodded slightly, and he entered the room.