Uncrowned Evil Emperor

For the next two days, Feng Jueyu had one more daily activity, that is, went to the lake to play chess with two old men. Feng Jueyu was not bored at all about this, on the contrary, he never tired of it.The reason is that the old man's chess skills are superb, and his methods vaguely have the shadow of his previous master, which is a bit of a meaning of seeing things and thinking about others. Young Master Feng runs to the lake every day.

Anyway, the preparation of the first-grade Jinchuang medicine at Jishifang has been put on the agenda, and the required medicinal materials have been improved by the energy of life, so there is no need to persuade him to make the medicine himself, and Li Yide and Tonger have no time to talk to him, Yang Yu also urged him to help immediately, and it was useless to stay there, so he might as well do something he likes to do.

Mentioning Gongyang Yu, Feng Jueyu was very pleased. The ugly old man's skills did not disappoint Young Master Feng. That girl was actually a master of the Heavenly Martial Realm before. No wonder she claimed to be a blood soul knife. He has a head and a face.Moreover, in this week, the old man's skill has recovered from the perfect state of Qi Wu to the middle level of Xuan Wu, and he is already capable of being alone.If it weren't for being too hasty, Feng Jueyu would have wanted him to return to the stage of Tianwu Realm.

Ten days have passed since the Spring Talent Fair, the general examination has ended, and the palace examination has also been completed. It is rumored in Tiannan that Xi Ruiyun, Ma Yuanru, and Shang Gongjin have all been nominated on the list, and won the top three in a row, becoming Tiannan The official and qualified "employees" of a big country are just those things that are hailed as national events in Tiannan, and they don't have the ear of the wind at all.

One morning in early spring, the sky was clear and the weather was particularly good. Feng Jueyu finished his morning exercises as usual and came to the side of Xilin Lake. He saw two old men sitting by the lake for ten years and setting up a chess stand. You and I play one by one, and enjoy it.

For several days in a row, Feng Jueyu was quite familiar with the two "bodyguards". When they saw him coming, the two of them acted as if they hadn't seen him, and let him squat on the side of the chess stand and watch the chess.

Since the game with the old man Heizi three days ago, the two of them have talked more and informed each other of their names. He only knows that the old man Heizi's surname is Zhou, the "Zhou" of Xia, Shang and Zhou, and the old man Baizi's surname is "Zhang". Therefore, Feng Jueyu called them "Old Zhou" and "Old Zhang" respectively.

Similarly, the two old men only know that Feng Jueyu's surname is "Feng". Apart from that, they don't know anything about each other. The current relationship can only be determined as chess friends. Apart from playing chess, they don't have much contact with each other. .

Seeing Feng Jueyu squatting on the side, Zhang Lao, who had just started the game with a white piece, smiled, and chatted about the homework: "Mr. Feng, you squat here every day, and it looks like a whole game of chess, isn't it?" Tired?"

The old man Heizizhou stroked his beard and smiled, and glanced at Feng Jueyu.

Feng Jueyu dragged his chin, kept his eyes on the chessboard, and replied contemptuously: "A game of chess can be compared to a pleasing painting. Those who hear the Tao will enjoy it, and they will not be tired even after a long time. Mr. Zhang, I must change it." If it's you, you won't be tired, right?"

"Yo? That's a big reason." Old man Zhang looked at Feng Jueyu in surprise, and joked, "Young Master Feng, you didn't talk much in the past."

These two old men are calm and kind-hearted. Feng Jueyu has a great affection for the two of them. After a few days of acquaintance, they can make two harmless jokes with each other.

Feng Jueyu didn't raise his head, and replied: "That's because Mr. Zhang and I spend too little time together. If it takes longer, I'm afraid I won't say that."

The old man Zhou who held the black pieces laughed loudly, and said very happily: "That's good, young master, you don't know, I am very depressed when I play chess with Lao Zhang, a boring gourd every day."

"Am I bored?" Old man Zhang squinted his eyes and said, "Old Zhou, what you said is not authentic. Who said that watching chess without talking is a real gentleman, and playing chess without talking is a real saint. You can't deny it." .”

The old man Zhou fell down and begged for mercy: "Uh, it is indeed what I said, I was wrong, I was wrong, haha..."

Old man Zhou laughed twice, and suddenly coughed violently. Old man Zhang's complexion changed slightly, the chess piece in his hand did not fall, and he said concernedly: "Old Zhou, are you okay?"

At this time, the "bodyguard" also came over and whispered: "Master, it's time to go back and take medicine..."

"Is Elder Zhou not in good health?"

Feng Jueyu was slightly taken aback. In fact, in the past two days, he also discovered that the time for old man Zhou to play chess is getting shorter and shorter, and the clothes on his body are getting thicker and thicker. At first, he thought it was nothing, but now he really has a problem.

Old man Zhou picked his eyelids, tightened the cloak on his body, waved his hands and said: "I'm old, and I can't bear the cold, so it's okay. Mr. Feng, it seems that I can't play today's game of chess. Why don't you let me play chess?" Take it over, son."

Old man Zhou stood up after speaking, a little bit about to leave.

Feng Jueyu let out an "oh", but did not stop him, and moved out of the way: "Mr. Zhou, please go, pay attention to your body."

The old man Zhou paused, looked back at the chessboard and said, "Young Master Feng, you and I have been talking with each other for several games in the past few days. Zhou has seen some clues. It seems that the young master did not try his best. Waiting for the old man's illness to get better." , are you interested in having a round with the old man?"

Feng Jueyu smiled wryly, he did not try his best in chess these days, not because he deliberately concealed it, but because he could always find the shadow of his master from the second elder, he was always restrained in front of his master, not because he was not strong enough, It's a habitual way of doing it.Unexpectedly, old man Zhou could see it.

Feng Jueyu said: "Mr. Zhou praised you. When Mr. Zhou recovers, I will accompany you."

"Okay, okay, ahem, go ahead, I'll go first."

"Old Zhou, walk slowly..."

Old man Zhang got up to see them off, and when old man Zhou left, the two sat down again. There was no way to play the last game of chess. After all, everyone's chess moves were blocked, so they started another game.

This time, old man Zhang didn't intend to give in, but took the white piece first and dropped a piece, saying: "My lord, you can't compare favorably with others, come on, show your strength, let's play to our heart's content."

"Then I'm not being polite?" Feng Jueyu pursed his lips, and dropped the sunspot with a snap.

Midway!

Both of them started in the middle of the road, one black and one white went side by side, opening up the situation.

People are different, chess is different, and the way is even more different...

After several days of confrontation, Feng Jueyu had a general understanding of the chess moves of the two old men, especially old man Zhang. Majestic and majestic, quite like a chess master.

And the old man Zhou is a chess player. His chess moves are full of momentum, as if he is commanding thousands of troops, crossing the battlefield, retreating and defending, advancing and attacking. What is more is the style of the chess king...

Feng Jueyu is different, he is a killer himself, his character is to kill fiercely and use everything to the extreme, every time his moves seem ordinary, they are actually paving the way for the final killer move , It's like traps that are hard to guard against, and crises are everywhere.Especially in the final decisive battle, as long as the opponent is in the middle of the game, his pawn will suddenly come out of its sheath like a sharp sword hidden in the dark.For this reason, Zhou and Zhang Er laughed and gave him the nickname "Chessman".

Although the two elders didn't say the "evil" of insanity, Feng Jueyu actually knew that the two of them had already regarded themselves as lunatics...

Once they played against each other with real strength, Feng Jueyu and Zhang Lao stopped talking. Facing the breeze blowing from the lake, the two of them held onto the plate, and the kills were inseparable. Sweat dripped from the heads of the two of them.

Even the guard who didn't know how to play chess behind Mr. Zhang felt the bursts of murderous aura emanating from the two of them, and was amazed by it.

Others may not know where Zhang Lao came from, but the guard knows it all too well. Counting the days, Zhang Lao's chess skills are few and far between. Even if someone says that he is the number one, it is not an exaggeration. There are very few people, and the reason is that Zhang Lao's chess skills are too superb, and ordinary people can't get into his eyes.

However, in recent days, Zhang Lao and Zhou Lao have become more and more friendly towards Feng Jueyu, which has already surprised the guards. Looking at it again today, Zhang Lao sweated a lot from playing chess, which shocked him greatly.

In fact, in the past few days, whether it is Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhou or Feng Jueyu, they have all been friends with chess and have not done their best. Today is different, because what Mr. Zhou said before leaving, Feng Jueyu has shown his true skills .

Looking at the chessboard, both of them were masters of chess, they would come and go without giving way, for an entire hour, a game of chess was not over yet, and in the end, the two ended up in a dead end.

In the last move, no one can lose, and they all stayed on both sides of the chessboard, thinking silently...

After a long time, the two threw the chess pieces in their hands into the chess basket at the same time, laughed loudly, and said in unison: "It's a deal, it's a deal..."

Feng Jueyu shook his head, clasped his fists in admiration, and said, "Mr. Zhang, I have seen it today. Mr. Zhang's chess skills are really brilliant. I admire him..."

The old man Zhang also looked at Feng Jueyu with strange eyes: "Young Master is not bad, it is the old man who boasted, counting all over the world, there is no one in ten thousand who can have the master's chess skills, if it is not for the young man to meet the old man face to face!" This old man can't believe that Young Master is so young."

"Mr. Zhang is absurd." Feng Jueyu gave a symbolic humility, but he readily accepted it. It was not because he was arrogant, but because the two of them played chess to such an extent that the modesty was too much. For Mr. Zhang Say, that would be blasphemy.

Feng Jueyu could tell that old man Zhang and that old man Zhou must have a lot of background, and today's game proved his idea even more.

Old man Zhang knew that what Feng Jueyu said was just for show, and he secretly praised him for being neither arrogant nor impatient, and full of talent.

Watching chess is like watching people. After a few days of communication, Mr. Zhang was very impressed with Feng Jueyu and made him a friend. After looking at the time, Mr. Zhang was about to leave. Before leaving, he said: "Let's stop here for today. Mr. Feng, I don’t know if you will be free in three days?”

three days later?Feng Jueyu thought for a while, Jishifang's first-grade Jinchuang medicine had to be prepared for a few days, and nothing would happen after three days, so he asked, "Is there something wrong, Mr. Zhang?"

The old man Zhang said with a smile: "It's nothing serious. It will be the old man's 70th birthday in three days. If you don't dislike me, I would like to invite you to the house to talk about it. How about it?"

Feng Jueyu was shocked when he heard the words: "It turns out that Zhang Lao is celebrating his birthday, that kid can be there, but I don't know where Zhang Lao lives in immortality?"

Seeing that Feng Jueyu agreed, the old man Zhang was also very happy, and replied: "No. [-] Wencheng Street, just next to the two streets of Baiweilou, Zhang's residence is..."

"Oh..." Feng Jueyu wrote down this place, and immediately cupped his fists and said: "Boy, if you write it down, then I wish Zhang Laofu a long life in Kangning and evergreen pines and cypresses in advance."

"Haha...thank you..."