Sheng Fu

Chapter 484

Inside Hengchang Hall.

Zhong Yan was calm and unrestrained.

Yu Wenjun was very satisfied, poured tea to Zhong Yan with his own hands, and said with a soft smile: "Among my peers, although Ba Gu is with me, but they are getting farther and farther away. I feel a little less literary and elegant.”

"I very much hope that the sect can produce a master in the literary world."

"A master in the literary world who can endure hardship."

Kang Changzhi can't bear hardships, he can only do moral articles, so all his life, he is just a master in the literary world, and he has no achievements in the common people's society.

Such a person can be a face, a lining, a little thinner.

Zhong Yan said: "When will the matter of household registration be implemented?"

Yuwen Jundao: "At the latest three days, your household registration is in the south, Xie Yiming is willing to go all the way, but there will always be other governors who maliciously slow down."

"The letter has arrived in the imperial capital, the prime minister should know it now."

Zhong Yan said: "It's just for me, it's not appropriate to bother the Prime Minister."

He feels that he is very light. Although he is a scholar, he has no merits to the common people, and he has no official status to bless him.

Now that he is under the rule of Hengchang, he often disturbs the nobles of the imperial capital, and he always feels that he owes something.

Yu Wenjun said softly: "It's okay, there will be others who trouble the Prime Minister, not just you."

"In the future, we will slowly get used to this kind of life."

Zhong Yan nodded silently, without refusing.

Jing Peiyao said from the side: "Not far from Hengchang Hall, there is a courtyard there. You can stay there for now. If you feel bored, you can go to the library to have a look."

Zhong Yan hummed.

Yu Wenjun patted Zhong Yan on the shoulder, and said: "It's like going home. After three days of fasting, you can write a policy letter to me. You can play to your heart's content, and you don't need to worry too much."

"Speaking of which, Nanren's literary talents are unparalleled in the world. It is also my honor to meet you."

After saying that, Yu Wenjun brought Zhong Yan some more tea.

After arriving here, at least Zhong Yan doesn't have to worry about firewood and rice, and he will drink a lot of good tea in the future.

While drinking tea, Yu Wenjun asked curiously, "How is your chess skill?"

After hearing this, Zhong Yan felt a slight rippling in his heart. The hand talk between Yu Wenjun and Murong Qiushui in the past has been recorded and made public. That hand talk is just a joke to the real chess masters. , it is somewhat inspiring.

Zhong Yan's chess skills are good, he can see some clues, for example, the hand talk between Yu Wenjun and Murong Qiushui did not go all out, it was more like teaching a child how to walk.

"Fair." Zhong Yan said humbly.

Jing Peiyao at the side waved slightly, the chess pieces landed on the chess table, and said with a soft smile, "I'm interested today, so I'll let you two know how to play."

As for chess strength, although it is a small Daoer, it can be seen from emotion and nature.

Yu Wenjun made an invitation gesture, and the two sat down together.

As always, Yu Wenjun is the sunspot and the other is the white man.

Zhong Yan rubbed the chess piece slightly with his finger, Yu Wenjun saw this and said with a smile: "I am a guest from afar, you come first."

After talking with Mojun, Yuwenjun has not played chess with others for a long time.

It's just that most people can't compete with Yu Wenjun on the chessboard. Murong Qiushui is also a good player in Hengchangzong, but Murong Qiushui never took the initiative to play against Yu Wenjun.

The gap between the two, Murong Qiushui is countless.

Today's hand-to-hand conversation with Zhong Yan is firstly to find out the bottom line, and secondly, it is also a temporary itch. Under such a state of mind, it is reasonable to use a few tricks of the gods.

Zhong Yan did not refuse, and made the first move, followed by Yu Wenjun.

Jing Peiyao sat on the boxwood chair, her posture was neither dignified nor lazy, watching the two talking with hands with relish.

After a stick of incense.

The two officially confronted each other.

Zhong Yan's chess strength is calm, stable and ruthless, every move and every move, all coincide with the law of the great way, what is commendable is that Zhong Yan will not take advantage of the situation to attack violently, but take it slowly, strive to be safe, and record every bit of risk in his heart. The method of cracking without affecting the overall situation, this is a real master.

Softer means perhaps, but stability is overwhelming.

Yu Wenjun also used his mind and took it seriously.

After another stick of incense.

Zhong Yan was in a bit of a dilemma, how to make a decision became a matter worth thinking about.

After half a column of incense.

Zhong Yan felt that it was meaningless to move, so he disarmed and surrendered.

He knew that Yu Wenjun was very strong in chess, and he never thought that it would be difficult for him to break through the iron wall.

He humbly asked: "How much power did the suzerain use?"

Yu Wenjun smiled softly: "Basically, among the people of the same generation, but you have struggled with me for so long, you are No. 1."

Winning is only because Yu Wenjun experienced many storms and waves, and was also inspired by the Demon Lord.

Two and a half sticks of incense, an hour and a half.

It is an honor for Zhong Yan to lose.

After knowing the answer, Zhong Yan felt a little lost. After thinking about it, he also felt that it should be so. The two people are in different positions, and the scenery they see is naturally different.

Zhong Yan is a civil servant, not a leader.

Yu Wenjun said softly: "With your current chess strength, you can linger with Mr. Qiuqing for three hours."

Zhong Yan raised his lips and said, "This is already a very high evaluation."

Yuwen Jun said: "It's time to eat, let's go to the pavilion outside the main hall to have a meal, and then I have to go out once."

Under a certain bridge in Nanhua State, there is a fortune teller waiting for Yu Wenjun.

The three of them moved to the gazebo outside the hall, and a small banquet was presented in the small kitchen, with eight dishes and three soups, plus a pot of Jiangshanhong.

No words to eat, no words to sleep, and none of the three of them spoke during meals.

From the beginning to the end, Zhong Yan's demeanor was calm, with only the slightest panic. Between his brows, there was a vague sense of grandeur.

And finally understood why Xie Yiming would leave this person behind while staring at the risk of being stabbed by a knife or cold sword.

After the meal, under the guidance of the maid, Zhong Yan went to the other courtyard where Jing's father and Jing's mother used to live. It was not a place where gold and jade were inlaid. Young talents who have undergone great changes have lived where they once lived, and they will also feel honored.

Within the Hengchang Sect, there are rules, and under careful inspection, there is no distinction between noble and humble.

Under the eaves, the young couple stood side by side, Yu Wenjun said: "Can you go to the pharmacy and bring me a taste of traditional Chinese medicine."

Jing Peiyao asked curiously, "What kind of Chinese medicine is it?"

Yu Wenjun smiled and said, "You guess."

Jing Peiyao understood, turned around and went to the pharmacy. After a long time, she brought a tung tree gift box, and the Chinese medicine was inside the gift box.

Yu Wenjun said: "Madam is really as careful as a hair."

Jing Peiyao handed the gift box to Yu Wenjun, and said softly, "That gifted scholar gave you some inspiration, so that's why?"

Yu Wenjun took the gift box and smiled knowingly, then crossed the void and went to Nanhua State.

(End of this chapter)