This time the capital is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, in addition to the four groups mentioned above, there are several masters of art who have unexpectedly risen from the monks in the market.

After 1.5 months of preliminary competitions in full swing, the top 8 were produced, the first place: 63-year-old Shaolin master Fang Zhipeng, the second place: 22-year-old Xie Yiqing, the Taoist aunt of Longhu Mountain "Guanyin Spring", and the third place, Zhang Ziming, one of the "Three Masters of Beijing"; Fourth place: Zhou Youkun in the south; fifth place: Dong Xiaowan, one of the "Qin Huai Bayan", eighth place: the only rookie in the chess world, and the others will not be listed.

The sky and the earth are round, the sun and the moon are menstruating, and the black and white are changing.

Several of them showed their magic powers, and tried every possible way to bribe the examiner Ma Shiying, but Ma Shiying was so disturbed that he had to go out day and night.

It's not that Ma Shiying is so clean, this time he really doesn't dare to cheat for personal gain. Emperor Chongzhen attaches great importance to this competition, and after the finals, he will personally conduct a palace test for the top three, you must know that this emperor is also a master, although there are deficiencies in governance. Moreover, the Jinyiwei of the East Factory was also assigned to supervise the competition.

Then there will be a semi-final to produce the semi-finals, and you can imagine how it will be a white-hot battle.

The entire capital is discussing the possible outcome of the competition, and everyone has their own ideal candidate in mind. So in the eunuchs, between the market quietly rose a gambling game called "gambling lottery", anyone with any money in the top 8 to bet, guess which into the top four or even the top one, guess the winner can get a three or ten of the bonus, otherwise there is no return.

After rounds of games, the top four were finally decided, the first place: Fang Zhipeng, the second place: Zhang Ziming, the third place: Duxing, and the fourth place: Zhou Youkun. As a result, as soon as the capital was boiling, some people were depressed, some were ecstatic, women, children, old and young talked about their classic battle situation as if they had witnessed it, and they talked about it almost all the time.

The most heart-wrenching and thrilling event was undoubtedly the final.

These four players are undoubtedly the best players in the world.

No one dares to underestimate their opponents.

Duxing especially devoted himself to studying the game of Fang Zhipeng, the first Shaolin master, and found that his chess skills were far from ancient and unfathomable, and he actually contained the artistic conception of philosophy and learning, and secretly combined with the layout of the three talents, four elephants, gossip and other soldiers, which was simply perfect.

It is almost impossible for such an opponent to fail, and Master Fang Zhipeng's layout is both offensive and defensive, and it is almost impossible to find flaws.

The only line of waste sleep, forget to eat, exhaustion, and it is rare to crack.

If you have to say that Master Fang's chess is flawed, it seems that the formula is a bit conventional, which is the only conclusion reached by studying all the chess games that Master Fang has experienced in the game.

But the slight flaw of the white bi is not enough to be the reason for Master Fang's loss.

Chess is not only a contest of skill, mentality, and concentration, but also a contest of spiritual realm.

Master Fang, as a master who jumped out of the red dust, but came to the world to participate in the chess competition, his cultivation and fear are really unconvincing, no matter for fame and fortune, competitiveness or love for the world

The only one decided to win on a spiritual level. What is puzzling is that in the past ten days, he has stopped studying chess games, but instead tirelessly read Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching" every day, absorbing the essence of the idea of "no desire, no heart, no action and no desire".

After the rematch, Zhang Ziming, the second son of the Minister of Imperial History, visited the flowers in high school. This should have been a very happy thing, but according to hearsay, Zhang Gongzi was uncharacteristically indifferent and did not set up a feast to celebrate. The demeanor is incomprehensible.

The final match will be played between Fang Zhipeng and Duxing, and the date is set for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

For unknown reasons, Emperor Chongzhen temporarily appointed Prime Minister Hong Chengchou to replace Ma Shiying to preside over the game. As the saying goes, the sky is unpredictable, so we don't waste time. One thing is for sure, the competition will be more fair and equitable.

The whole capital is boiling and looking forward to the day of the decisive battle at the time of the full moon.

This in itself is a very desirable thing, one is a monk who has jumped out of the red dust, and the other is an unknown young genius.

If time can be turned back, the people who have experienced it are still fresh in their memories, and they will never forget the chess tournament during the Chongzhen period.

It was an unforgettable legend.

The first legend: Li Xiangjun of "Qinhuai Bayan" will meet and fall in love with Hou Fangyu of the "Revival of the Four Princes" because of chess.

The second legend: that heart-wrenching classic game, no one has ever been before or since.

Shaolin master Fang Zhipeng first heard that he was playing against a 16-year-old boy, and he was a little dissatisfied with his opponent's chess strength. Traditionally, chess strength is often proportional to the age and experience of the player.

Fang Zhipeng disdained to play against his opponent, but according to the rules of the game, he had to fight it out. He proposed to the examiner Hong Chengchou to play a game of blind chess with his opponent, hoping that the opponent would retreat in the face of difficulties, and playing blind chess not only required the chess player to have extraordinary chess strength, but also amazing memory.

The only line itself is so quiet and happy to fight, this kind of quiet and far-reaching atmosphere is exactly what he is looking forward to in his heart.

The game was limited to 6 hours, and the winner was determined by the winner, and in the event of a draw, the emperor decided.

There are too many exciting highlights to look forward to in this final.

The game doesn't officially start until 8 o'clock in the morning. At seven o'clock, it was crowded, and the excited audience couldn't wait to gather outside the chess hall in advance to talk, and the theme was of course this once-in-a-century peak showdown.

The exciting moment is like a beautiful woman holding a pipa and half-covering her face, and finally come.

The crowd of good things spread out the chessboard on the ground like stars, ready to perform the development of the chess game step by step.

The originally noisy crowd of people turned out to be silent in a short period of time.

The chess attendant began to release chess news in a loud voice: "Shaolin Grandmaster Fang Zhipeng takes the black first, and the first hand is four or five. ”

Immediately, another chess attendant came out to release the chess news: "The young wizard is the only one who is white, and the first hand is three or three." ”

Fang Zhipeng, who was in the east wing of the chess hall, chuckled in his heart, and couldn't help frowning. He had never encountered such a strange trick in a hundred battles, and he immediately hesitated.

The second hand of the only line in the west wing of the chess hall is Sanqi Luozi, which is another strange move.

Fang Zhipeng, who was originally calm and relaxed, closed his eyes and meditated cross-legged with his eyes closed, could no longer be at ease, but slowly and methodically brewed a fragrant tea to hide a trace of panic, and slowly stirred the tea leaves floating on the surface of the water with the tea lid.

Go down to the eighth hand.

The starting style of black chess is a commonplace "tiger on the dragon board", and the foundation is solid and approachable.

White's style of chess is a rare "long siphon of water", with a wide opening and relaxation, showing a kind of spirit that swallows the sky and spits out the earth.

There was a slight commotion in the crowd outside the chess hall, and they exchanged words and whispered with each other.

Each move of both sides showed their uniqueness and exquisite skill, but when it came to the 48th hand, both sides were still on their own.

Looking at the chess game set up according to the chess news, Emperor Chongzhen of the Yangxin Palace gradually showed a puzzled expression; Although it's also wonderful, I always feel a pity.

Fang Zhipeng saw the trend of such a development clearly, and was a little cramped and uneasy, if he was tied by a fledgling flurry boy, how could his old face be hung up. How strong can a childish teenager be? He began to abandon defense and attack in the 52nd move.

In this way, the only line has an advantage in the right time, place and people, and the only line has long been familiar with its own layout, and the other party is fighting alone and going deep into the ground.

When Fang Zhipeng went down to the 73rd hand, he began to regret it, but he stubbornly made many clever moves. He couldn't have imagined that a 16-year-old boy would have such profound chess skills, which seemed to be better than him. The broad forehead unconsciously secreted a layer of crystal and fine beads of sweat.

The only line was half-leaning on the Taishi chair from beginning to end, and occasionally threw a few crispy fried soybeans into his mouth, Huo Ran's brows were stretched or stretched, and his breath was inhaled or exhaled.

The only one made a fierce and tricky move under the 108th.

Fang Zhipeng gradually fell behind, but he was still stubbornly resisting and struggling, trying to turn the tide.

The sky is as vast as the sea, the stars are brilliant, and the moon is as bright as day.

It was already around seven o'clock in the evening, and the hearty game was played to the 168th hand.

The frustration made Fang Zhipeng feel ashamed and embarrassed, but he threw himself to the ground. The opponent's chess game almost fits the essence of Confucianism, Taoism and Mohism, and it seems to be endless.

Fang Zhipeng gradually felt disheartened and weak, and finally gave up unwillingly and admitted defeat, he felt exhausted like never before, almost prostration, and the vitality of his whole body seemed to be absorbed by an exhaust fan.

Fang Zhipeng's limbs were numb and his body was paralyzed due to sitting cross-legged for a long time, and he was supported by two attendants on both sides, and he stood up tremblingly, afraid of suddenly falling down and did not dare to move his steps for a long time.

An irrepressible impulse was surging strongly in his heart, and Fang Zhipeng was now very curious and envious looking forward to seeing the demeanor of this young genius.

Finally, the dust settled and stood at the peak, and the only line covered his face with mixed feelings, and his nose fluttered sourly. Tears of excitement and hardship poured silently and involuntarily from the tired eyes, flowing freely on the thin and somewhat pale cheeks. All the hardships and efforts in the past can now be rewarded in this way, and today it seems to be worth it.

Fang Zhipeng was guided by someone and staggered to the west wing of the chess hall and saw the 16-year-old Duxing, who was actually a different beautiful young man, with a slender and straight figure, a sharp and angular face, handsome and thin, like a finely carved sculpture, a little abrupt and bulging throat has appeared in the middle of the throat, and the pale and thin lips always like to purse, showing personality and charm, and there is a layer of imperceptible light and fine fluff along the lips, which is still a childish teenager.

Fang Zhipeng sincerely admired: "What a young genius! The donor is humble and embraces all rivers and rivers, and has the talent of passing through the heavens and latitudes, which makes Lao Na extremely admired. ”

When others came in, his mind had calmed down, and Duxing hurriedly got up and approached to salute, and said sincerely: "The master's chess skills have not lost to Zaixia, but really lost to himself." ”

"This is also the confusion in Lao Na's heart, Lao Na thinks that chess skills are not under the donor, but he doesn't know why he lost to the donor?"

"The teacher naturally does not change his original intention, is unmoved, and takes harmony as the precious, stands undefeated, and wins in a draw. ”

"A draw is a win, a draw is a win-" Fang Zhipeng said to himself, "The donor is so worried about his wisdom at a young age, which is beyond the reach of Lao Na. ”

The 16-year-old Duxing became famous and soared to the sky, and since then has become an unshakable "chess saint" in the history of the Ming Dynasty.

Many so-called famous aristocratic talents and beauties tried their best to befriend this young chess talent, and many of them deceived the world and stole fame and flattery.

The only line was determined to start a business while the iron was hot, so he rented a place to open a hall to teach chess with the prize.

The lone line lacked skills and experience, so he had to post recruitment paperwork and hire talents from outside to help him.

One day, Duxing turned his back to the door and was instructing his men to set up the chess hall, and was startled by the cold voice behind him (maybe he was focused on doing things, or maybe the voice was too soft). Reflexively, and a little annoyed, Huo Ran turned towards the comer.

A young man of his age was standing in front of him with a smile, looking handsome and chic. Dressed in a silky and shiny violet and blue robe, with a bun at the back, the delicate and shiny black sideburns flowed down on both sides of the sideburns, and the pale white cheeks seemed to shrug off, making people feel like they were conceited and seemed to sneer, and the pearl-black eyes looked deep and intelligent, and occasionally the pupils glanced around with a sharp and indifferent light.

The only person I met was the Tanhua of this chess tournament - Zhang Ziming, the second son of the Minister of Imperial History.

The two have faced off before, and they can be regarded as having a one-sided relationship.

Duxing is not averse to this person, especially a chess master. Although Zhang Ziming was born in a family of eunuchs, he did not have the arrogance and impetuousness of his brother. On the contrary, he seems polite and gentle, with a smile on his face when he sees anyone, and his speech and demeanor appear steady and dignified, neither humble nor arrogant.

Duxing was very puzzled by Zhang Ziming's sudden visit, but said with a smile on his face: "How can Zhang Gongzi have time to condescend to the office? If you come here to meet friends with chess, then you can only change the day, you see that I am now a doppelganger." Duxing showed a helpless expression on his face, and spread his hands casually, hoping that the other party would understand his difficulties. The meaning is a bit repulsive.

Although Duxing is not disgusted with the children of the official eunuchs, he does not want to have deep friendships with these people in order to avoid suspicion. He doesn't want to be misunderstood, and he doesn't want to be a person who tends to be inflammatory.

Zhang Ziming didn't mind smiling, "I'm here to apply for a teacher, I hope to work together to promote the game of chess, don't you have to reject people thousands of miles away?"

It was an unexpected surprise. If Zhang Ziming can help him, the chess career is tantamount to a tiger with wings.

Duxing hurriedly happily entertained Zhang Ziming, "Will this be a little wronged yourself? In fact, you have a better bright future, if you take the official career, it is very likely that you will be in the future in the future." ”

"Everyone has their own aspirations, how can they go with the flow?" Zhang Ziming said that he was determined to play chess, and painted a great and magnificent blueprint.

Seeing the situation, Zhang Ziming came prepared, and he was full of ambition and talked endlessly to explain his plan to Duxing. His plan is to teach students according to their aptitude and set up branches throughout the library. The first step is to concentrate on a few branch libraries to focus on cultivating those students with real potential; the second step is to set up expensive aristocratic chess halls in a few branch libraries for those Miss Gongzi who sell their fame and reputation; and the third step is to set up the rest of the branches to the ordinary level. According to the implementation of Zhang Ziming's plan, it can not only retain students and obtain rich benefits, but also ensure the quality of teaching and cultivate talents.

Duxing listened with excitement, his eyes shining, he seemed to vaguely see his career flourishing, and his chess hall seemed to be dotted with stars.

Zhang Ziming confidently and methodically explained the practicality and feasibility of the plan. He grew up in the home of the eunuchs in the capital since he was a child, and has a unique advantage that he can make full use of his rich contacts and financial resources.

Duxing hit the nail on the head and said: "You can completely open a hall to teach chess independently, why do you want to come here to send someone to the fence?"

Zhang Ziming said with a serious and frank face: "I am not determined to have a porridge and a meal, but I am determined to create a chess career, but my experience tells me; With all due respect, this chess tournament is an opportunity, this fame is publicity, and with the influence of the 'Holy Hands of Chess' signboard, the chess career will surely be in full swing. ”

Although the truth is not listening, it is enough to show that the other party is not duplicitous.

Since you are open and honest, there is no need to be frustrated on sensitive topics.

Duxing asked calmly: "Listening to the meaning of my brother's words, it seems to be a partnership, but I don't know how to cooperate?"

Zhang Ziming said with a smile on his face: "The investment and income are equal according to the shares, how about you seven and I three?"

Duxing is also a person who has seen the world, and it is indeed rare for Zhang Ziming to have courage and business acumen. The wisdom and charm of the other party made the only party finally determined to seek a common cause, and we were in the same boat through thick and thin.

Two like-minded and ambitious teenagers hit it off.

From this moment on, Duxing unconsciously drifted away and fell into a conspiracy that had been planned for a long time.

Duxing invested almost all of its money in the opening of the museum.

Duxing secretly congratulated himself on his choice; it turned out that Zhang Ziming's ability was super strong, and he was even more comfortable with socializing. Duxing didn't think too much about it, and Zhang Ziming had already done things in an orderly manner. The 16 chess halls under the names of the two took only 18 days to officially open on the first day of September.

Everything is ready, and the momentum is in the sky.

Zhang Ziming used his reputation as a "chess saint" to recruit almost all chess players to coach under his command.

Among them are Liu Shigong and Zhou Yufan of the "Three Heroes of Beijing".

The development of the cause is a matter of course, riding the wind and waves.

Since then, Duxing has lived a superior life with plenty of food and clothing, and I am sincerely grateful to Zhang Ziming from the bottom of my heart.

Zhang Ziming invested 30% of the shares and benefited 30% but contributed a lot, and the only bank was very reluctant not to propose to share the income.

Zhang Ziming said: "I am satisfied that I can love chess all my life, and it is not my long-cherished wish to chase fame and fortune. ”

As a result, the only one was even more impressed by Zhang Ziming, who was indifferent to fame and fortune and had lofty aspirations, and he felt that he hated to see each other late.

The two get along frequently, play with candles, and after a long time, they actually have a kind of sympathetic friendship.

When Zhang Ziming held a banquet party full of friends in the Imperial History Mansion, Zhang Ziming must enthusiastically invite the only party to sit on him.

Duxing occasionally played with him until the vinegar was full of moonlight, and when the flowers and shadows were moving, he would also spend the night in Zhang's mansion, and the two would sleep in the same hands and talk about the past and the present.

In the capital, passers-by know that they are acquaintances who love each other at first sight.

Although Duxing bought an estate and lived outside, he still regarded Shifu as his own family and often went back to visit Shi Kefa and his family, and he never dared to forget Shifu's kindness.

Shi Xiangyu once went back to his parents' house to visit relatives and met Zhang Ziming (the only inseparable friend) who also came to Shifu as a guest.

She took advantage of the absence of anyone to exhort the only party to reduce her contact with Zhang Ziming, she said that Zhang Ziming was a humble gentleman who was sanctimonious and self-righteous, and this person hid a knife when he laughed. Because she always felt that there seemed to be a deep and cold light hidden behind Zhang Ziming's bright pupils.

Duxing just laughed disapprovingly, and did not listen to Shi Xiangyu's earnest admonition.

Duxing cherishes this friendship like a rain in a long drought, and his mind has been completely blinded by Zhang Ziming's hypocrisy and dignified appearance.

The only line is disgusting and disgusting for the world, he is open-minded and spends the belly of the villain with the heart of a gentleman, and thinks that he treats people with sincerity and people must be treated.

The unique family environment has developed a unique personality, which is not only extremely inferior, but also conceited. He firmly believes that Zhang Ziming is his friend who deserves to be taken care of in this life and this life. The rigidity and self-use of his personality are somewhat similar to Zhang Ziming, but he is introverted and Zhang Ziming is extroverted.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with the persistence of the only line.

It can be regarded as a successful return to his hometown, and the only party arranged the relevant matters in advance, and then embarked on the journey back to his hometown.

I have not been able to fulfill my filial piety in front of my parents for nearly two years, and I don't know if my mother, who has suffered a lot of fate and suffering, is healthy? Although I try my best to send money to this stormy family, I can never make up for the regret of enjoying family life among my relatives.

Duxing was unbelievable to find that a beautiful and quaint mansion had been rebuilt on the site of the old home.

Duxing was immediately sad and hesitated; when did his parents move? He didn't know why? He knew that it would be impossible to rebuild his new home with the money he had remitted.

Nervously, he slammed the door to inquire about his parents' whereabouts.

After waiting for a while, the father who opened the door for Duxing was unexpectedly dressed in a red-faced spring breeze, and he became like a polite outsider.

I didn't dare to recognize each other for a moment, and I felt like a dream.

The layout of the new house is reasonable and the design is chic.

The yard is not small. The S-shaped curved path connects the Shemen, the flowers and plants on the left side of the road are wonderful, the purple hibiscus flowers are soft and elegant, the anchovy chrysanthemum is handsome and beautiful, and the cactus is tough and vigorous. The right side of the road is lonely, with a small garden framed by messy granite and a few pomelo and date trees.

The mother was dusting the furniture in the front hall, and accidentally saw her son stunned for a moment as if it had fallen from the sky.

The mother and son, who have been separated for nearly two years, hugged each other wordlessly and were reluctant to let go for a long time, as if to make up for the long-lost concern and longing.

The mother and son wept silently, and the unbearable old past was still fresh like a dream.

The hard-working father yelled angrily and sourly, "What are you doing here? ”

Then the mother wiped away her tears with a silk handkerchief, took her son's hand and sat down in the front hall, as if a cannonball barrel was asking five or six questions of her own concern in a row and impatiently.

Duxing stared at his 50-year-old mother with a smile and emotion, her forehead was crisscrossed and deep like a ravine, and her sideburns were full of gray hair. However, Hitomi, who had previously looked gloomy, is now bright and energetic, and her clothes are brand new, and she looks much more energetic and younger.

The heart-to-heart mother and son inevitably have a short shush in the parents.

The only one and the only one woke up from a dream about the origin of the new home, and it was Zhang Ziming who built this house in his own name, replacing the only one to fulfill his filial piety to his parents who had a bumpy fate.

If you have a friend like this, what more can you ask for? The only one is full of emotion, and the feeling of gratitude to Dade is indescribable. Friends like Zhang Ziming are like fine wine, the more you drink, the sweeter they are, and they are like a mouthful.

From this moment on, Duxing has completely regarded the other party as a confidant of life and death.

After returning to the capital, Duxing insisted on repaying the funds for building a house.

Zhang Ziming almost turned his face, but said something chivalrous and tender, "Your relatives are the relatives below, your parents are the parents below, you and I are like brothers and sisters, and it is natural for children to build a home for their parents, unless the brothers do not regard them as brothers." ”

Duxing was moved to tears again.

The only line can do almost anything for the other party, and in this game of chess in the world, he completely lost himself, and the end was destined to lose nothing.

The status of the only line in the chess world is like an unshakable Mount Tai, and Zhang Ziming's emergence is almost indefinite. The existence of the only line is the misfortune of Zhang Ziming, and the existence of Zhang Ziming is the misfortune of the only line, and it must be a tragedy for the two to live in the same era.

Zhang Ziming values reputation more than everything, and friendship is more important than everything.

Faced with the simple, kind-hearted and open-minded one-liner at first sight, Zhang Ziming also hesitated and tried to persuade himself to give up the plot plan, but it was difficult to do it. The tiger is on the side, and it is difficult to sleep and eat. If it is in the throat, it will not remove the unpleasantness.