"Point!"

Chang Qiushi's index and middle fingers twisted the black piece, and he quickly slapped it into a pile of white chess pieces in the upper left of the chessboard.

"Nanhua, the big dragon on your horn, but you won't live long. ”

Mr. Wei pinched the words of the world and patted Chang Qiushi's head lightly, "You talk a lot." ”

Ren Nanhua sat squarely opposite the fourth prince, the standard warm smile on his face did not change a bit, and he didn't seem to care about the life or death of his white chess in the upper right corner.

He didn't even look back at the dead dragon, he directly pinched the white son and slapped it in the left corner.

"Mr. Qinghe said that playing chess first talks about attacking the heart, then talking about the chess momentum, and finally talking about the chess shape. But playing against you, who only knows how to giggle and clap indiscriminately, you don't need anything, it's really a lot less fun. Chang Qiushi said as he picked up a sunspot and rubbed it on his face.

Mr. Wei's "words" slapped him on the head again.

......

"Press!"

"Retreat ......" Ren Nanhua didn't seem to see the number of his white pieces on the right, and directly gave up a large open space for Chang Qiushi's black chess to jump into.

Chang Gongzi put his hand in the wooden box containing the chess and tossed it left and right twice, raised a smiling face, stood up and clapped his hands before sitting down.

"Nanhua's wonderful chess!"

"Shut up. This time, Mr. Wei got on his feet, and directly kicked Chang Qiushi on the back and gently kicked him off the futon.

"Sir, you should kick Nanhua! He has countless vulgar players today, and his level is close to that of Uncle Wang, who squats in the market every day and fights chess with others. Chang Qiushi got up from the ground as he spoke, and turned his head to look at Ren Nanhua, who was sitting opposite.

Ren Gongzi was wearing a pure white shirt today, and there was a bamboo made of ink on his chest. At this moment, he was smiling and stretched out his hand to pull Chang Qiushi up from the ground.

"Nanhua, can you do the math before you settle down, don't take it for granted to spread joy everywhere. ”

"Good. Ren Nanhua smiled and pulled up Chang Qiushi, without looking at it, he grabbed a piece directly from the chess box and slapped it on the chessboard.

"Oops......" Chang Qiushi was helpless and howled.

......

A game of chess for two is played from noon to evening.

Of course, the vast majority of this time was spent on Chang Qiushi's calculation of chess games.

Ren Nanhua, who killed a total of two dragons, did not admit defeat in the middle of the game, on the contrary, he and Chang Qiushi were in a stalemate all the way to the end.

When calculating, it is incomprehensible that the winner is not Chang Qiushi, who ate the Baizi and Liangkuai domains, but Ren Nanhua, who has always been quite passive.

"It's a bad job. Mr. Wei stroked his white beard, smiled and scolded Chang Qiushi, who was lying on the ground, picking up the wine pot and drinking sake.

Today, Chang Qiushi, who has been controlling the situation with his skillful moves, was overwhelmed by Ren Nanhua's inexplicable and even slightly cowardly chess path at the end of the finale.

"If you kill too hard, you won't be able to stabilize your luck at the end, and there is a reason when manpower is exhausted. Mr. Wei snatched Chang Qiushi's wine jug and took a sip himself.

"You're leaving?" Mr. Wei drank in his mouth, but his eyes were looking at the sky.

Ren Nanhua propped up his body sitting on the cushion, knelt down on his knees, and bowed respectfully.

"My father's meaning, Nanhua is really stubborn. ”

"Your uncle, are you leaving?" Chang Qiushi suddenly got up from the ground, and looked at the white-clothed man opposite with a panicked and sad expression.

"Are you reluctant?" Ren Nanhua said with an unprecedented smile and a witty remark, but he quickly regained his normal color.

"In fact, at the beginning of the year, my father was urging, Nanhua stayed for a few months, and it was not far from next year's spring, the road was far away, and I must go on the road in a few days. ”

"Are you going to the Spring Dynasty next year?" Mr. Wei wanted to find a stone bench to sit down.

Ren Nanhua hurriedly stood up and went over to help the old gentleman dust off the nearby stone bench.

"I should go check it out. ”

"Young man, it's good to take a walk, your "Traceless Sword" in your hand that night already has the taste of the "Morning Heart" robbery, and you can't afford to hang yourself on the road of the imperial examination. “

"Teacher, can't you see that you still practice?" Chang Qiushi drilled his head over and interjected.

"I, Wei Guangming, have been in Kyoto Academy for eight years, and I haven't eaten pork, and I haven't seen a pig run?"

Chang Qiushi nodded hesitantly.

......

The three of them sat opposite each other.

Ren Nanhua stretched out his hand and slowly took out two huge silver tickets from his clothes, and Chang Qiushi looked at them in shock.

"You've got enough money to buy a layman's house. Chang Qiushi's eyes widened.

A silver ticket was handed to Mr. Wei, and a silver ticket was handed to Chang Qiushi.

Mr. Wei asked curiously, "Oh, why is that, tell me?"

Ren Nanhua counted his fingers very seriously: "Thanks to the care of Mr. and Qiu Shi, I haven't spent a penny on eating, sleeping or even drinking over the years." If you take these expenses to invest in the most popular places in Kyoto, it should be worth so much in a few years. ”

After Ren Nanhua finished speaking, he respectfully bowed to Mr. Wei and Chang Qiu.

......

Chang Qiushi suddenly remembered something, and said to Ren Nanhua very seriously: "Nanhua, thank you for making a move that night." ”

Ren Nanhua smiled shyly, "That day, Nanhua was selfish, and Uncle Chang had his own way of dealing with it." It should be Nanhua who thanked Uncle Chang for his success. ”

......

"It's time to go. Ren Nanhua looked up at the dark clouds blown by the wind from the north.

"Spring Dynasty meeting?"

Ren Nanhua lowered his head and thought about it seriously, "Forget it." ”

He drew his sword, cut off the cuffs, and handed a piece of the white robe to Chang Qiushi, who looked suspicious.

......

Mr. Wei walked to the door of the small courtyard with his hands behind his back, and watched Ren Nanhua, the last bit of snow-white clothes disappeared into the flow of people in the distance at an extremely steady speed.

Mr. Shi Xin, who has always been unsmiling, his expression relaxed slightly, and he smoothed the words of the world into his arms, looking up at the sky.

Chang Qiushi put away the smiling face slightly, walked behind Mr., hugged his fists, and bowed seriously.

"Mr. knows that Nanhua is leaving?"

Mr. Wei's head was still looking at the sky, I don't know if the sun is too bright today, Chang Qiushi actually skimmed the silver cream from the dark eyebrows.

"Actually, I guessed. What about you?"

Chang Qiushi was stunned, "The student also guessed." ”

"What do you think of your friend's chess skills?"

......

"Ten times more than students. ”

......

"Look down. Chang Qiushi, let me ask you, how many wins and losses did you win or lose when you played chess with Ren Nanhua?"

"There are a total of 428 games, Nanhua wins 114, and I win 114. ”

"You have a good memory. If I tell you, all the wins and losses are in his thoughts. ”

"Students, students...... I guess I can understand a thing or two. ”

"Ren Nanhua's chess skills are superb, his chess style is amorphous, compared to your countless calculations and aggressive chess moves, his situation is broad and open-minded, and his ideas are far-reaching. You talk about attacking the heart, he moves chess to seek good luck, from beginning to end, attacking with defense, and defending in Tibet. It looks like you can always catch the weakness of his fallen son. But in fact, even if you slay his dragon, he doesn't care about it, and he comes with a heart. If a breeze blows across the plate, you can't help him. “

"We are all falling one by one, he is a game by game, so out of the dust, it is the upper realm. ”

"Sir, have you dealt with Nanhua?"

"Waste his time. ”

"Thank you, sir, then I'll make a lot of money. Chang Qiushi bowed with a smile in his mouth.

"This son is young, and his chess strength and chess style have faintly the taste of the chess saint Huang Longshi back then. I wonder what those national saints of Kyoto Academy will be shocked by such a little doll?"

"Scared to death. Chang Qiushi said this with certainty.

......

The air was a little stuffy, and Mr. Wei carefully pinched the truncated robe in Chang Qiushi's hand.

"I remember you were praised as a wizard since you were a child, what do they say about you?"

"Less...... If you don't say it, I'm about to forget. Chang Qiushi's voice suddenly decreased.

The summer night thunders, and when there is rain, it roars.

Water fell from the sky.

Mr. Wei turned his head to look at the student beside him who had loose hair and a little free and easy to be a hermit.

"Qiu Shi, you can't learn Nanhua, just be yourself. ”

Chang Qiushi looked up at the Xingxue between Mr. Wei's eyebrows, was silent for a long time, and nodded slightly.

"Do you know why your cultivation realm has been moving so slowly in the past few years?"

"I hope Mr. will make it clear. ”

"You have a knot. This knot is so big that it is already hindering your practice. Qiu Shi, the most taboo on the path of cultivation is not going well, do you understand what I mean?"

Fallen leaves fell from the sky and landed on the tips of Chang Qiushi's shoes, so he kicked his feet lightly.

"I've been breaking the mirror lately. This sounds a bit abrupt.

Mr. Wei cast an inquiring look.

The fourth prince looked up at Mr. Wei and nodded seriously.

"Is the knot in my heart him?"

Mr. Wei's voice suddenly became stern: "Chang Qiushi, you are carrying a lot of things. If you admit the reason of death, you still don't have to cultivate this way. If you continue to be obsessed, you may be able to cultivate your form and spirit. ”

The rain was heavy.

Mr. Wei walked to a wooden cabinet in the courtyard and took out an umbrella. "Are you sad that he cut your robe with you?"

"Okay for me......" Chang Qiushi's voice sounded three parts of sighing, with three parts of reverence, and four parts of decomposition.

Mr. Wei raised an umbrella and put it on the head of Chang Qiushi, who was looking out of the courtyard gate, and said, "A gentleman is just like the wind, and a gentle word is like jade, probably like that." ”

......

"The teacher is leaving, too?"

"How do you know?"

"I guess. ”

"It shouldn't be too far. ”