Need for a Guard

Except for Cheng Ye and Ma Wuchang's buddies, all talented scholars and veterans in the audience were intoxicated in an atmosphere of surprise and excitement.

Even Bai Su and You Lan, who were discussing fiercely about how to give birth to a baby, embraced each other's delicate waist, dancing with excitement and blush.

Such an opening and falling, turning a corner into a corner, and a wonderful and unusual arrangement, after watching it, people are amazed.

Chess is like life!

When the mountains are poor and the rivers are overwhelmed, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, if life can be lived so wonderfully, it is not in vain to come to the world for a while.

Only Hong Xing and Shi Yue, who have the foresight, can maintain that elegance and calmness!

In fact, in Zeng Tong's thinking arrangement, the first 230 and six steps are all correct, and none of them are missed, which can also reflect his profound knowledge.

At that time, although Hongxing was charming and smiling, she was calm and unhurried, but deep down in her heart, there was a kind of fear.

Therefore, when Zeng Tong made a wrong move on the key step of the 230th step, Hong Xing was stunned by the surprise.

This also made Hongxing finally let go of her uneasy heart.

Hong Xing smiled softly and gracefully at this time, and her fair little face was slightly flushed with excitement.

The delicate skin was blown to pieces, and the dark and graceful eyes flickered, exuding a smart light.

Coupled with the temptation of the white shirt and black silk uniform, people can feel the elegant charm in Hongxing's bones in all directions.

Hong Xing smiled and made a gesture of invitation, and said to Zeng Tongtong, "Master, please, it's your turn..."

"It's...is it my turn?"

Zeng Shan finally returned from the extreme shock. Hearing the insightful laughter of the talents below, Zeng Shan's mind was buzzing like thunder.

Holding a chess piece in his hand, he looked up at the chessboard in a daze!

He has already seen clearly that this is a situation where he can't die anymore. No matter how he plays, he will not be able to escape the ending of losing.

Zeng Tong closed his eyes helplessly...

Zhu Chaowei sprained his foot, although it was very painful, but his excitement was uncontrollable, he limped and ran down the second floor, heading straight for Zeng Tong.

Seeing that, Zhu Yan hurried over, carried her father on her back, and ran to the high platform.

Zhu Chao's old creases bloomed, and he burst into a big smile, and said to Zeng Tong: "Mr. Zeng, are you going? Why don't you go? Aren't you talented? Aren't you breaking the situation like a pattern on your palm? You Why don't you leave? Could it be... Could it be that you are also at the end of your rope?"

"I... am I at the end of my rope?"

Facing Zhu Chao's ridicule, he returned the sharpness like a knife and pierced into his heart. The pain of that red fruit almost broke Zeng Tong's heart.

The low-key Chen Sifan also came over and vented his anger to Zeng Tong, "Mr. Zeng, it's not scary to have a poor donkey. People are valuable and know themselves."

"Young Master Zeng boasted just now, breaking this chess game is like looking at the palm of your hand, and you have belittled me to nothing. Now, Young Master Zeng was killed by Hong Xing, and he was defeated and lost. What do you say about the bold words at the beginning? You How can I explain it to the talented people?"

"This... this..." Zeng Tong couldn't bear Chen Sifan's backlash, sweat dripped down his forehead like rain, his eyes swept across the dark crowd, wanting Cheng Ye to rescue him.

However, after searching around, he couldn't find Cheng Ye, but Ma Wuchang and the others staggered to the side and didn't walk away.

Not waiting for Zeng Tong to digest those rhetoric...

Old Geng came over and sneered, "Why are you so anxious? People are not sages, who don't make mistakes? And what Mr. Zeng said just now is good. It's hard to live up to the reputation."

"Although Mr. Zeng was the number one scholar, who doesn't know that his father, Zeng Shan, was the chief examiner at that time, hehe... Lao Tzu was the chief examiner, and his son was the number one scholar. The joint imperial examination was prepared for both of you, Zeng's father and son, haha... ...interesting, interesting..."

Old Gengtou already had a problem with Zeng Tong, now that Zeng Tong lost, and Lao Gengtou even lost all the books in his study to Bai Mochou, how could he not feel resentful?

So when he opened his mouth, he was full of deceptive and vicious words.

On the contrary, Bai Mochou was still sitting comfortably on the chair in the corner of the second floor, her mind was extremely calm, and she kept silently chanting: "If you are not calm, you will hurt yourself! Hehe... What a way of life, interesting! Interesting ..."

As soon as the old Geng's tricky words were uttered, they immediately caused a great uproar.

"That's right! The number one scholar Zeng Tong has no real name, it turned out to be an embroidered pillow..."

"The hundred households named Shiyue just now have all been named, and now everyone Geng is saying that again, it seems that there must be something tricky in it."

"There must be something tricky. If you close your eyes and think with your toes, you can understand the disadvantages..."

Zeng Tong didn't dare to refute, he was afraid that he would pull out the carrot and bring out the mud. If he didn't make it right, he would drag his father into the water with this cruel words.

However, his six senses are surprisingly well developed at the moment, watching the expressions of all the talents gathered to attack the different, and listening to their malicious slanders and speculations, I feel extremely lost in my heart.

Zeng Tong could only smile wryly at this time!

Why is Yang famous all over the world, embrace beauty again?

At this moment, all illusions collapsed, leaving no trace of hope.

The sneering and questioning voices of the talents were like sharp swords sealing their throats at the sight of blood, stabbing at themselves in unison, but he was like a clown, tied to a cold stone wall, unable to move. Can't move, can only wait to be pierced by Wan Jian.

Suddenly, Zeng Tong's eyes went dark, as if he had fallen into an endless night, into a dirty quagmire.

Countless blue-faced fangs surrounded him from all directions, violently tearing at his arms, thighs, and head.

"Haha... Zhuangyuan Lang has been knocked down from the altar..."

"Zhuangyuanlang's meat is delicious!"

"No! Don't..." Zeng Tong yelled, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fainted to the ground!

Ma Wuchang didn't back down, bravely shouldered the burden of the little brother, rushed into the noisy crowd with his head covered, got Zeng Tong up, and escaped in embarrassment amidst the ridicule of the talented scholars.

The dozen or so veterans all laughed heartily. Although Zhu Chao tilted his ankle and old man Geng lost the bet, he felt very relieved to be able to appreciate Zeng Tong's embarrassment.

Bai Mochou came downstairs with a smile, patted Shi Yue on the shoulder, and laughed loudly: "Good job! Well done, with my demeanor back then. As the saying goes: the waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead..."

Shi Yue hurriedly interjected: "Qianlang died on the beach!"

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Bai Mochou spouted out a mouthful of fragrant tea, and pointed to Shi Yue's nose: "I'm happy today, so I don't care about you."

Turning around, angrily went to celebrate with those old birds.

It's rare for a group of veterans to come to the Charming Pavilion once. If they don't get some benefits, wouldn't they offend the nobles?

Hong Xing got Shi Yue's advice, and no matter how humble the old birds were, she led the old birds to the private room on the third floor.

She prepared a table of Ya Zhai, as well as various exquisite snacks, and invited a few well-behaved and charming sisters to chat with them.

The veterans and Bai Mochou haven't got together for a long time to talk about life, and today just happened to have such a good opportunity, of course, if you don't get drunk, you won't return...