Judging from the current situation, even she, a woman who has not yet been able to enter the house, can see that it should not exceed ten steps, and the sunspot side held by Song Yuchen will be completely trapped to death.

In her stunned eyes, Song Yuchen fell lightly.

"This guy has nothing wrong with his brain, or is he actually a chess player who doesn't know anything at all, or he breaks the jar. Huai Xiaoyu couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Not only did Huai Xiaoyu have such a reaction, but even Mr. Wen Yongting, who was playing the game, and the old viewer were also very surprised and puzzled.

It turned out that the place where Song Yuchen's son fell was actually the place besieged by Baizi, and the place where he just fell, within a radius of six squares, all of them were Baizi, although there was no encirclement at the moment, but it was obvious that as long as two more Baizi were settled on the final gap, they could form a momentum, completely lock the sunspot in it, and then eat it away.

It is said that watching chess is silent and true gentleman, although I really want to remind this talented man of the Song family, but the old master still feels inconvenient to speak after all.

But this gentleman is not a gentleman for Huai Xiaoyu, there is no limit at all, as she herself usually says, she is just a little woman, and she is not a so-called gentleman.

"Hey, dead bales, you're crazy, how can you leave your son in that place, don't you think you're dying fast enough. Taking advantage of the fact that Wen Yongting had not yet fallen, Huai Xiaoyu hurriedly whispered in Song Yuchen's ear.

Song Yuchen turned his head sideways, glanced at Huai Xiaoyu with disgust, and said, "My good cousin, since you are so powerful, do you want to do it?"

"It's really long hair and short knowledge, how can this son's intentions be seen through by your little girl's film? If you can easily see through your little girl's film, wouldn't the abuse that this son has suffered under someone in the heavenly realm for so many years be in vain?" Song Yuchen muttered in his heart.

But to be honest, he still hopes that this old Mr. Wen can see it and make corresponding defenses, otherwise, Old Mr. Wen's sub-holy name will be a little too worthless.

That's right, defense. Because the old man is now playing chess with him Meng Changming, whether it is Meng Changming in the past or Song Yuchen now, when playing chess, in his dictionary, there is no passive defense, for him who has always defeated his opponent with a fierce attack, offense is his defense, and it is the best defense, even if it is a passive situation now.

Sure enough, after being slightly stunned, Wen Yongting let out a soft "huh".

Obviously, Wen Yongting had insight into the intentions behind Song Yuchen's son.

"Well, yes, wonderful, wonderful. Wen Yongting smiled and nodded, made a habitual small movement of brushing his beard, and said: "Ming Xiu plank road dark Chen Cang, with a son who will die to hold the sight of the poor road and all the troops, but dig out a **** mountain spring outside, wonderful." ”

Wen Yongting slowly fell down, and his son did not choose to plug the gap, but landed next to the star position on the far edge of the position.

"Although Song Gongzi's hand is ingenious, but when it is used to deal with poor Dao, I am afraid it will disappoint you. Wen Yongting looked confident. After all, in the way of chess, those who have reached such a height, as long as he does not want to lose, it is difficult for anyone to win them, and it is difficult for any wind and grass on the chess game to escape their eyes.

When I have to say that this young descendant who should not be as young as the weak crown is very amazing, but it is only amazing, and if you want to shake the towering tree, it is still a little whimsical.

It is said that the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, but on the contrary, after listening to Wen Yongting's words, Liu Hao, the old watcher, suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment.

As for Huai Xiaoyu, who was not very good at playing chess, even after listening to Wen Yongting's words, she didn't understand much, but she looked at Wen Yongting's reaction, and vaguely guessed something in her heart.

But the more this is the case, the more she wonders in her heart, "This Song grass bag is obviously a stinky chess basket, why does it seem to have become very powerful all of a sudden." ”

Song Yuchen smiled indifferently, without the slightest panicked look on his face because he saw through the intention, and quietly used a son.

is the same as the previous one, and this one seems to be out of order, especially in Huai Xiaoyu's opinion, this Song grass bag is just messing around.

The more he understood this, the more frightened he became, and unconsciously, Wen Yongting and the old master frowned.

After careful consideration, Mr. Wen finally left a son.

In this way, you come and go, and before you know it, both sides have fallen more than twenty steps.

Seeing this, the old master Liu Hao was already shocked and speechless, if it was up to him, he would definitely not be able to go ten sons in the next game, and he would be completely killed, but this young descendant who was less than a weak crown was forced to hold on to his twenties, oh no, this can't be described by the word "support" at all.

It turned out that through the hands of this talented son of the Song family, Bai Zi, who was originally in danger by the soldiers coming to the city, had completely walked out of the danger, and he only used a dozen sons to get out of the desperate situation.

What's even more surprising is that after these last few sons were left behind, the white son where the young man was located seemed to have the upper hand.

"In the hands of a young junior who has never made a name for himself in chess, he will play a game that is almost a definite endgame, and then gain the upper hand, and his opponent is Yasheng Wen Yongting, who is the second best chess player in the whole day, this is Liu Hao was shocked beyond measure.

Unconsciously, the atmosphere of the entire Xiaoyuan became extremely solemn and solemn, and the little county lord who was still just ignorant did not dare to come out, for fear of disturbing the two who were concentrating on the game.

During this period, she couldn't help but secretly aim her eyes at Song Yuchen many times, from her position, the profile of the Song family's talented man was unobstructed, his nose was rare in Jiangnan people, and his thin cheeks were pale with a little common to scholars.

Speaking of which, it was the first time she had looked at this guy so closely, and so seriously, for no reason, a strange thought flashed through her heart, and she thought to herself, how nice it would be if she could keep looking at him like this.

Four years ago, I learned from the mouth of the world that there was a genius boy named Song Yucheng in the Song family in Jinyang, and two years later, I accidentally learned that my girlfriend Xue Feigong was the fiancée of the talented son of the Song family, and then she began to inquire about all the news about him through her friends.

A poem, a tune, a word, a painting, as long as it is from him, she is interested in listening and watching, although he rarely sells his calligraphy and paintings to others, but she still turns the hand of others and buys many of his works, no matter how high the price, she is willing.

Even, even if it was the book he wrote a year ago, although she couldn't understand it at all, it didn't affect her liking this thing, and all of this was just because it came from him.

In her heart, there is a fact that even she doesn't dare to face, and before she knows it, she has already fallen in love with this talented man of the Song family.

But she didn't dare to confide, or even admit it, because she knew that he was the future husband of the Fei Palace, the husband of her best friend.

Over the years, although there have been many opportunities to meet and get acquainted with him, she has never done that, and she does not deny that she is afraid that once she meets him, she will be desperate, and in that case, she will hurt a lot of people.

"Let him be buried in his heart forever. That's what she says to herself.

She thought that if there were no rumors that he had fallen recently, she would never have mustered up the courage to run away from home and run to Jiangling Mansion and Qifeng Tower Phoenix Pavilion alone, and she might not have met him in her life.

She didn't know whether she was right or wrong, whether she should or shouldn't do it, she only knew that if she hadn't chosen to come to Gangneung Mansion at that time, when she married someone else's wife, when she was old, she would have regretted it.