Lei Mansion is in Liubei County, and further south of Liubei County is Longque, the capital of Dongcang Kingdom.

Feng Qingtong became Lei Zhengze's shadow swordsman.

He doesn't need to know a lot of things, just guarding against unknown enemies. It's similar to what I did when I was in Zhenbei Wangfu, I don't have a lot to do every day, just waiting in the dark.

Lei Zhengze, who has the Firmament Light Sword, is actually stronger than the current Feng Qingtong, but it is impossible for the Firmament Light Sword to be placed by his side at any time now. He kept Feng Qingtong by his side, and he didn't expect to really defeat the killer, but when there was a real killer, he could take care of it, or delay for a while. Those who come to kill the thunder are above the metamorphosis realm.

Lei Zhengze doesn't go out often, and at this time, Feng Qingtong will go to meet someone.

The man had his knees cut off, and now he is playing chess in a bad alley, teaching chess games and earning some small pieces of silver by others, barely enough to live.

Burrow Alley is in a small remote county town north of Minglu Mountain, where middle-aged people with no knees live and have their own small yard. Every day, he would set up ten chess games at the door of his yard, and the ten games were not repeated, and the chess moves were mysterious and ever-changing.

Someone once came to play chess with a middle-aged man, and he lost his first fiasco in a small county town, and the winner went away. Later, the county town learned that the young man turned out to be the youngest chess attendant of the dynasty, a real big player.

The residents of the small county town do not feel that this is a shame, and they should be regarded as first-class chess players if they can play against national players, even if they fail miserably. Everyone thought that after this battle, this down-and-out middle-aged man was about to soar, so during that time, the door of the middle-aged man's courtyard became crowded from the door to the crowd in an instant, mostly the dignitaries and nobles of the county, and the outside was thickly surrounded by a layer of idlers watching the excitement.

The middle-aged man did not react to such a battle, and remained silent, as usual, playing chess at the door by himself, and those more astute dignitaries consciously tasted some deep meaning, so that day, the middle-aged man won a lot of broken silver from playing chess. The middle-aged man did not twist, closed the stall on time, and accepted it all.

Those dignitaries and nobles all felt that this money was really well spent, and they used to think that there was no difference between a middle-aged person playing chess and a shabby man called a flower child, but now that they look at it, they are clearly hidden in the city! Looking at the appearance of people who are always calm and relaxed, they must be high-ranking people who are full of wealth.

Some rich and noble families in the county town never came here to join in the fun at first, but when they saw that those friends who had been here were a little proud, they couldn't sit still after smashing the bar. This trend suddenly made several big families flock to it, and almost all the characters with some face are unwilling to lag behind. During that time, there were a lot of middle-aged people who came to see them play chess, and the middle-aged people never refused all the benefits, and accepted them all and exchanged them for jars of good wine buried under their old locust trees. He didn't have much expression all the time, and he still did the same thing every day like a machine, the only difference was the constant change of the chess game. But the only change that no one cares about.

After almost all the prominent figures in the county came, this trend stopped, and there were fewer and fewer onlookers at the door. All the rich people who have spent some money are waiting at home for news, and when this Mr. Alley soars into the sky, they will follow with some light and fight for greater wealth.

Half a month has passed, and the already wavering part of the hearts of the people is a little drumming, and those who came to visit first scoffed, laughing at the fact that they were shaken so quickly

Those who are too shallow-eyed;

A month has passed, and there is still no movement, the middle-aged man still looks down, playing chess and collecting chess every day, and there are some rumors in the county;

Two months have passed, and there is still no news from the national capital, and the hearts of the original group of people have also begun to beat drums;

Three months, four months, five months......

Finally, half a year has passed, everything is the same as it was, nothing has changed. The national capital is adjacent to Liubei County, although their county seat is north, but it is still in Liubei County, no matter how slow the news spreads, it is enough to walk seven or eight times back and forth.

They didn't know that the middle-aged man's chess skills actually didn't fall into the eyes of the young chess attendant at all, and after they went back, they basically forgot about it......

Everyone was chilled, but the things were sent out, how could they still have the cheeks to get them back?

So since then, there are hardly any rich people in the alleys who come here to relax and play chess, and as for the poor, how many can understand it? Even if they really want to watch the fun, how can anyone want to give money?

The middle-aged man still doesn't care, he is still like that, he gets up early in the morning and slowly sets up the chess game, and silently collects the chess in the evening. Fortunately, with the gifts of that time, he was a rotten man who was half buried in the loess, and he didn't have to worry about it for the rest of his life.

In this way, it has been five years since the shadow was alone and accompanied by chess pieces.

It's just that recently, a white-clothed swordsman came to the alley, and he likes to watch chess here. Looking at the costume, it's not an ordinary character, it's just that the mask makes the young man more like something is wrong with his brain......

Feng Qingtong calmed down a few days ago and watched the ten chess games, the style is completely different, the ten games are from the hands of one person, which can indeed be regarded as extremely inclusive, with the meaning of inclusiveness.

But after a closer look, there are many changes, no aura, and he is not the best national player. This kind of chess skill is indeed no problem for a county, but if it is put into the whole county, it is actually nothing. It's still first-class, and it's no longer top-notch. Back then, in the eyes of the young chess squire who had seen the top handful of people in the entire Dongcang Dynasty, it was indeed not worth remembering at all.

Feng Qingtong has learned everything about this middle-aged man these days, after all, if he wants to ask others for help, no matter how eager he is, he still has to figure out the details.

According to Lei Zhengze, this middle-aged man was rescued from under the cliff by the Lei family. When he rescued this man, the middle-aged man fell beyond recognition, and his body was wearing the clothes of a servant, soaked in blood. It stands to reason that he couldn't survive at all, but it was Lei Jiyuan who forcibly hung this person's life and used his connections in the rivers and lakes to find an unborn doctor in the rivers and lakes and save this ordinary servant. The old miracle doctor came out of the mountain, and it is said that he spent a lot of incense on Lei Jiyuan. Lei Zhengze asked Lei Jiyuan why he wanted to save such a person. Lei Jiyuan just sighed and didn't answer.

Later, the identity of the middle-aged man became a question, and even those who knew that the middle-aged man had a relationship with the Lei Mansion were only a few people.

When the middle-aged man woke up, he didn't want to say a word, and he didn't respond to any inquiries. In fact, there are outsiders in the Lei family, and the middle-aged man himself seems to be reluctant to stay in the Lei Mansion, so the middle-aged man came to this small county town later. Putting down roots here, ignoring everything, and going with the flow, it seems that you are preparing to die here.

Why did Lei Zhengze mention this person to Feng Qingtong? It was only because Lei Zhengze recently learned that the Quanhe chess book that Lei Jiyuan asked him to read often came from this person in the Alley. Three or four years ago, the middle-aged man took the initiative to give Ray

Ji Yuan's chess game was said to be a reward, and Lei Ji Yuan later handed it over to Lei Zhengze.

The golden mean, not with the government, the chess game to say, probably this is actually the reason. coincides with Lei Jiyuan's thoughts. In the past three or four years, the Lei family, which has long been turbulent, has always been stable and has nothing to do with this golden mean.

Feng Qingtong also looked at the chess game, perhaps because it was a middle-aged man's spontaneity, everywhere fairy hands, smart and elegant, and the style was treacherous, and this conformist formula was like two people.

Feng Qingtong has an idea that he feels whimsical, and the middle-aged man has been working hard for so many years, obviously trying to wear out his chess skills. But three or four years ago, when he drew and wrote at will in private, his true chess strength was exposed, and maybe he didn't expect Lei Jiyuan to show it to others.

For such a character, perhaps slowly understand, and after accumulating enough goodwill, it is the right way to invite others out of the mountain. But Feng Qingtong couldn't afford to wait, these days of repeated understanding had exhausted his patience.

In the alley that day, the young man in the mask who would come here from time to time was in front of the middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground again.

The middle-aged man, like everyone else, just looked up and didn't have any other expression.

The eyes of the middle-aged man were not like any pair of eyes that Feng Qingtong had ever seen. He sat on his knees, without any curiosity in his eyes. In other words, the person in front of him no longer has any pursuits and no desires in his life.

The young man lifted his shirt and knelt in front of the middle-aged man, in the alley, the two sat opposite each other.

"I don't know the name of the gentleman?"

The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at it, and nodded lightly:

"Mr. can't be deserved, the surname is Fang, and the single name is a word. ”

After that, the middle-aged man continued to look at the chessboard and kept fiddling with the chess pieces.

"Good name. Feng Qingtong nodded.

The middle-aged man didn't look up, and seemed to smile:

"Be cheesy, hu, more blessings, after all, it's painful to eat. What about Childe, there must be a name that is a hundred times better than the contemptible person, right?"

Simon was not confused. ”

The middle-aged man still didn't look up, and said perfunctorily:

"Good name, good name......"

"Sir, do you have advice?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the long sword on Feng Qingtong's waist and shook his head:

"Nothing to advise. ”

Feng Qingtong took off the long sword and put it aside:

"If you have anything to say, you can say it. ”

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and glanced up at Feng Qingtong, his mask was a little uglier, but there was really no hostility in his eyes.

"Don't be confused...... Thirty and stand, forty is not confused, fifty knows the destiny of heaven, sixty ears are obedient, and seventy does not exceed the rules according to the heart...... The ancestors of the saints are the models of our generation, but after all, he is just looking back on his own life, and the younger generations are following behind, and there are very few things that can be done. ”

"Childe's name is a little older, and Childe is not vibrant. ”

"When my stepfather named me, I was forty years old. ”

Feng Qingtong felt that Ximen Yin was no longer confused.

The middle-aged man whose knees were dug out and who had suffered from bare feet suddenly said:

"That's ......"

He lowered his head again, laughed, and said in a leisurely voice:

"It's almost fifty, and I'm still not confused, I'm ashamed of being a Confucian student......"